Chapter 637 Sorry, I let you down
"Mr. Lin, you mean"
The Mumu Police Department suddenly reacted:
"Do you suspect Imai Tetsuo is the murderer?"
"It's not suspicion." Lin Xinyi looked serious:
It is highly doubtful, even certain.
"Why?"
"." Lin Xinyi remained silent.
Why else?
Of course it's because the deceased in this case was also in Conan's social circle.
And the laws of Ke Xue he had summarized in the past told him that once a case was related to Conan, there would never be a time when the murderer was not one of the few people who stayed at the scene after the incident.
"I see."
Seeing Lin Xinyi not speaking for a long time, Mumu Police Department realized the mystery on their own:
"Master Lin, ahem. Manager Lin."
"I will focus on investigating Tetsuo Imai."
"Yes." Lin Xin nodded, and then asked thoughtfully: "Megure Police Department, when you rushed to the scene, did you check the bag in Tetsuo Imai's hand immediately?"
"That briefcase?"
"Of course I checked."
The Mumu Police Department is still reliable after all.
There were only two parties involved at the scene, and only Imai Tetsuo was an acquaintance of the deceased. It was impossible for him not to know how to check Imai Tetsuo's belongings as soon as possible.
"However, we couldn't find anything at that time."
"No containers containing poison were found inside, and there were no suspicious items such as syringes."
"I expected this too."
Lin Xin was mentally prepared early in the morning:
Just leave the person at the scene after killing him. How could he also leave the tools of the crime on his body?
Pill bottles, punch needles, syringes, these physical evidence must have been disposed of by the murderer before the crime.
"So Megure Police Department, what I want you to remember is"
"Is there any water stain in Tetsuo Imai's briefcase?"
Keeping a can of iced drink hidden in your bag for so long is bound to cause water damage to the inside of your briefcase.
If there are water stains found in Tetsuo Imai’s bag
"Water stains?" The expression of the police officer Mumu changed: "Okay, it seems there is!"
But his expression quickly became tangled:
"However, water damage is normal."
"Didn't Imai Tetsuo say that at the time of the incident, before Mr. Dejima was poisoned and died, didn't he just buy a can of orange juice?"
"He put the can of iced orange juice in his bag."
"So when we arrived at the scene, we found water stains in the bag and didn't think there was anything wrong."
The Megure Police Department detailed its investigative experience.
Judging from the situation he explained, Imai Tetsuo did not have any flaws.
"Because I was busy calling the police and didn't bother to drink a drink, I casually put the ice orange juice into the bag, so there are water stains in the bag, right?"
"This is indeed a reasonable explanation."
Lin Xinyi smiled thoughtfully:
"But, think about it from another angle -"
"His bag does have water stains, doesn't it?"
Two hours later, the sun gradually set and the sky became darker.
The street lights turned on, but the light couldn't take away the depressing atmosphere at all.
At this time, the police force of the first search section had been completely dispersed.
After completing the on-site technical investigation work, the Forensics Section returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with the body of Sohei Dejima.
There were only a few policemen left at the scene, and few people spoke.
You can only occasionally hear the voices of Lin Xinyi and Mumu Police Department getting together mysteriously and whispering orders into the police radio.
This atmosphere is extremely depressing——
At least, that's the case for Tetsuo Imai.
Although the weather had become cooler with the sunset, the layers of sweat on his forehead seemed to be even greater than before under the bright sun.
Finally he couldn't bear the unspeakable suffering anymore, and he mustered up the courage to walk up to Lin Xinyi:
"That, that... Forest Manager."
"Can Miss Asai and I both leave?"
"Let's go?" Lin Xinyi showed a formulaic smile: "Sorry, it's not possible yet."
"Mr. Imai, we have to ask you to cooperate more with our police investigation."
"I will definitely cooperate."
"But I've said everything that needs to be said, and I won't be able to provide any new clues if I stay."
Imai Tetsuo hesitated and tentatively said:
"Mr. Lin, you still let me stay here."
"Is there anything else?"
"Is this it?" Lin Xinyi was about to say a few polite words.
But the Mumu Police Department hurried over with a walkie-talkie and nodded solemnly to him.
Lin Xinyi suddenly felt confident:
"Mr. Imai, we do have some other matters that require your cooperation."
"Coordinate with what?"
"Meet someone."
"who?"
"You'll know it when you see it."
Lin Xinyi's mysterious smile made Imai Tetsuo feel even more anxious.
He could only continue to suffer alone in this extremely depressing atmosphere.
And a moment later, when "that person" was escorted by a police car, he actually appeared in front of him.
Imai Tetsuo had a blank look on his face:
"W-who is this?"
What appeared in front of him was just an ordinary young man.
Judging from the uniform this man was wearing, he should be a doorman or security guard.
And he didn't know this young security guard at all, he had never even met him.
Who is he?
"He was a witness."
Lin Xinyi gave the answer.
Imai Tetsuo's heart skipped a beat:
"Mr. Imai, you may not have seen him."
"But it's possible that he has seen you."
Lin Xinyi's tone quietly became serious:
"Then, Mr. Security Guard, I would like you to identify it carefully:"
"Is this uncle the one you saw buying iced oolong tea in front of the vending machine?"
"No problem." The young security guard nodded seriously.
He stared at Tetsuo Imai carefully, looking up and down for a while, and then finally gave the answer:
"should be."
"The hairstyle is the same, the body is the same, and the clothes are similar."
"Yes, he is what I noticed at that time, the bald man buying iced oolong tea in front of the vending machine!"
Tetsuo Imai: "."
He still managed to remain calm on the surface.
But his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.
At this time, Lin Xinyi asked the young security guard again: "Are you sure he is the uncle who bought oolong tea at the vending machine opposite your company around 3:30 in the afternoon?"
"OK." The young security guard's tone was much firmer: "Because the security guard's job is so boring, the company also stipulates that you cannot leave your post and walk around casually during work."
"So I just stared outside the glass door and watched the scenery on the street to pass the time."
"And that vending machine is right opposite our company, separated only by a narrow road."
"In addition, there were only a few customers buying drinks there this afternoon. This bald man was the last one to buy drinks, so I remember it relatively clearly."
"It must have been this uncle who bought the oolong tea at that time, that's right."
At this time Imai Tetsuo's expression had changed.
And Lin Xinyi looked over coldly while the iron was hot:
"Mr. Imai."
"Didn't you say that you have been with Mr. Dejima since you left the client company and did not act alone in the middle?"
"Why was it still seen by witnesses that a person went to buy iced oolong tea at 3:30 in the afternoon?"
"I" Imai Tetsuo was speechless for a moment.
Everyone present looked at him with vigilance.
"Mr. Imai, I have to say."
"You disposed of the crime tools in advance before committing the crime, then disguised the case as indiscriminate poisoning and murder, and put the blame on a 'mysterious murderer' who may or may not exist - your crime modus operandi is indeed very clever."
"I" Imai Tetsuo's heart trembled:
Of course his method is clever.
This was a killing technique he developed after watching a full 30 episodes of "Today's Statement: Lin Xinyi's Detective Record"!
Didn't expect
"I didn't expect that our police could clearly find out when and where you bought the iced oolong tea through a small can!"
“I didn’t expect that I could be seen and remembered just by buying a can of oolong tea on the street.”
"But there is no such thing as a perfect crime."
"The Skynet is extremely sparse and never leaks out. As long as you cross this line, it's impossible not to leave any traces!"
"I" Imai Tetsuo quietly gritted his teeth: "I"
"I was wronged!"
"Mr. Lin, do you think I am the murderer of Mr. Dejima?"
"How is it possible that Mr. Dejima and I have been working together for almost 30 years? How could I do this to him?"
Imai Tetsuo tried his best to look panicked, aggrieved and helpless.
He still insists he is not the murderer.
This superb acting performance in despair even conquered several young police officers with little experience present.
And Akemi Miyano:
"No, no, right?"
"How could Mr. Imai be the murderer?"
"He was obviously still trying his best to dissuade Mr. Dejima and advised him not to drink that oolong tea."
Miyano Akemi murmured in defense of Imai Tetsuo.
In fact, she may not really believe what Imai said.
However, both Tetsuo Imai and Sohei Dejima were her father's few friends back then.
They are also one of the few people whom she regards as her elders.
Now her elders are dead, dead, dead
Miyano Akemi instinctively didn't want to see anyone get into trouble again.
So I just heard her defend Tetsuo Imai unconsciously:
"I believe Mr. Imai, he probably didn't lie."
"." Listening to the voice that was still trying to speak for him, Imai Tetsuo suddenly fell silent.
"Ms. Akira Asai."
"Thank you. Thank you for your trust."
He finished this sentence with a complicated expression.
Then, as if he was escaping from something, he quietly closed his eyes.
But the eyes soon opened again.
Imai Tetsuo took a deep breath and tried hard to explain to himself:
"I was indeed with Mr. Dejima at the time and did not leave alone to buy some iced oolong tea."
"Mr. Security Guard, you."
"Are you sure it's me you're seeing?"
"Just because we have similar hairstyles and body shapes, we can't be sure that the person buying iced oolong tea is me, right?"
He was originally a middle-aged office worker with a gentle temperament.
Not only is his appearance not fierce, but he even looks a bit cowardly and can be bullied.
If he continues to cry and panic like this now, he looks even more pitiful and harmless.
Who would have thought that such an honest man who couldn't even beat him with three sticks could do something like poisoning and killing people?
"This" the young security guard hesitated subconsciously and became inexplicably confused again.
There is drama
Tetsuo Imai felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw:
Since the young security guard was standing guard at the company across the street.
From the perspective of the other party, he should only be able to see his back and profile most of the time.
In other words, the so-called witness called by the police probably did not even see his face.
If this was really the case, then as long as he gritted his teeth and persisted, he would still have a chance to escape guilt.
"That person is really not me!"
"Mr. Security Guard, I beg you, please take a closer look."
"I really didn't buy any iced oolong tea at that time!"
"If you think about it again, is that person really me?"
"Well" the young security guard suddenly became more hesitant.
And the situation has become confusing again.
and became unfavorable to the police.
After so much effort, only to find an eyewitness who didn't see clearly at all?
These alone cannot convict people.
Evidence must be solid evidence.
This is the real brilliance of Imai Tetsuo’s murderous technique——
Even if the police had insight into his killing methods, it would be difficult to produce reliable evidence.
"It seems you still don't give up, Mr. Imai."
At that critical moment when Imai Tetsuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Xinyi looked over again with a smile:
"Actually, we were very lucky this time."
"It only took 20 minutes for the first search class to find the witness."
"So you know what-"
"Why did I wait a full 2 hours before asking him to come and confront you?"
This question was like a sap from the gin boss, knocking Imai Tetsuo off his feet all at once:
"Why, why?"
"Why? It's simple."
"We're waiting for evidence."
Lin Xinyi said calmly:
"Didn't you hear what this security guard said?"
"There weren't many customers at that vending machine this afternoon."
"And you happen to be the last one."
"So we just opened the vending machine and took out a few bills and a few coins from the top shelf of the cash drawer."
"The money was rushed to Forensics Division technicians for fingerprint comparison."
"turn out--"
"One of the banknotes happens to have your fingerprints on it, Mr. Imai!"
His words spoke loud and clear.
Every word was like a rocket fired by the Gin boss, every word was deadly.
"What else do you have to say now?"
"Since you said you never left Mr. Dejima alone along the way, let alone bought iced oolong tea at the vending machine in the Mihua Commercial Development Zone."
"How come the banknotes with your fingerprints are there?!"
"I, I" Imai Tetsuo was choked and speechless.
But he still clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and made the final struggle:
"Forest Manager."
"The fact that my fingerprints are on the banknotes doesn't seem to mean anything, right?"
"After all, paper money is a currency."
"Perhaps the money I spent these days happened to be used by someone with a similar body shape and hair style to me?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out at all, right?!"
Imai Tetsuo's words sounded a bit forceful and trying to hide the truth.
But for a senior graphic designer with 30 years of experience and enough savings to hire an elite lawyer, this defense is a reasonable inference.
After all, just like Tetsuo Imai said.
What if there really happened to be a murderer who looked exactly like him, and bought that can of iced oolong tea with the banknotes he happened to have handled?
"Oh, you don't know how to repent even when you are about to die!"
Lin Xinyi ruthlessly extinguished his last fantasy:
"What fingerprint do you think you left on that note?"
“Those are sweat fingerprints!”
"And sweat evaporates."
"Under today's temperature and humidity, even if you hide it in a cash box away from direct sunlight, ordinary sweat fingerprints will probably 'fading' in less than 2 hours and will be completely indistinguishable with the naked eye."
"But what about when we found that note?"
"The sweat fingerprints on it are still clearly visible - they don't even need to be brushed with magnetic powder, they can be distinguished with the naked eye."
"Do you know what 'fineness' means, Mr. Imai?"
He paused slightly and gave the final blow:
"It means you just touched that note within a maximum of 2 hours before we found the fingerprint!"
"And you have been in the client's company all day today, working with the client, and you have no chance to spend money."
"Then what else do you have to say?"
"You said that after you and Mr. Dejima left the client company, you just spent one banknote, and also spent it on a man who happened to be similar to you in clothes and appearance?"
"But didn't you say in your previous testimony that you and Mr. Dejima were always on the road and didn't stop anywhere on the way?"
Tetsuo Imai: "."
The testimonies frequently contradicted each other, coupled with the ironclad evidence thrown out by Lin Xinyi.
Now even if Fei Yingli came to defend him, it would be impossible for him to escape guilt.
"Mr. Imai?" Miyano Akemi opened her mouth unwillingly: "Are you serious?"
"I" Imai Tetsuo was completely silent.
He didn't dare to look into Miyano Akemi's eyes at all.
Even if she is just "Miss Asai".
Just like that girl.
"Sorry, I let you down"
Imai Tetsuo showed a bitter smile:
"I plead guilty."