The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Ah, yes, look at my memory. I'm old, I'm really old." Harada Hongyi slapped his forehead and shook his head helplessly: "After I saw a report about my son on TV before, I was so angry that I smashed it. Things, that videotape should have been put here when I sorted things out later."

The old man who was talking while walking moved to the wardrobe diagonally opposite the TV, and when he opened it, he saw rolls of videotapes that were scattered like garbage.

After identifying the date written on the face, he bent down to pick it up, turned around and handed it to the student who came specially: "This is the anti-theft video tape from that day. To be honest, I didn't find anything wrong with him before."

"I'm just asking, and I don't let go of any duty that may be a policeman or even a legal worker. This is what you, teacher, have warned me several times before."

Atsuto Yamashita, who came back to his senses, could not help cursing himself secretly, and took the video tape from the old man with a smile.

"I'm very pleased that you can listen to me." Harada Hongyi reached out and patted the shoulder of the proud student in front of him, and sighed: "If that Nizi can listen to me like you, how can there be now?" This pile of crap."

Atsuto Yamashita stuffed the video tape into his trouser pocket, just smiled and didn't answer.

To be more serious, he is now the policeman in charge of the case, and he doesn't want to comment too much on the suspect Harada Jun before the case becomes clear.

"Yamashita, you should know that my son has absolutely no reason to commit murder and cheat insurance. There must be something else hidden in this case."

"Everything is still under investigation, and the matter is not yet clear. But teacher, according to my colleague's investigation report, the suspect Harada Jun has been in a state of loss in investment for the past year..."

"...You are really business-like." The old man pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, revealing a smile that he didn't know whether it was gratification or complaint.

"Dinner, tonight we—"

ding dong~

Atsushi Yamashita was about to say something when the doorbell rang pleasantly from the living room.

"Mr. Harada, I have already made an appointment with the other party on your behalf—" Koshimizu Nanatsuki, who took off his shoes and walked into the entrance, took off his baseball cap, looked up and saw Atsushi Yamashita walking out of the bedroom with his employer, Harada Koki A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "Officer Yamashita? Why are you here?"

"Let's learn more about the case." Toshito Yamashita took out the video tape from his pocket and raised it, his eyes were secretly sizing up between the teacher and Nanatsuki Koshimizu: "What did you just say about the appointment?"

Unlike Miwako and the others, he had some understanding of this woman's ability to solve crimes.It was precisely because of this that he paid special attention to what Koshimizu Nanatsuki said.

Maybe there is a breakthrough.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki immediately turned his questioning gaze to the elderly employer. Harada Hongyi smiled after noticing it, and said frankly: "It's nothing, I just want to find a time to sit down with the relevant people in this case and have a good time. It's just for chatting, so let Miss Yueshui visit them on my behalf."

"That's right." Koshimizu Nanatsuki nodded and admitted.

Now that the employer is being honest, she naturally doesn't need to hide it for her: "Officer Yamashita, do you have any new clues to this case?"

"No—I'm sorry, answer the phone." Atsuto Yamashita was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone as soon as he spoke, and he couldn't help showing apology.

"Yamashita, there is a situation. Harada Jun's property status is not as light as he said. Our people found that he has been embezzling money in the company's account, but according to the data, his loss is after the public funds and cash are gone. It just got better for a while, and then the deficit became even worse.

If someone who is not in the company's finances finds out about the loss and tops up the company account, he will 100% go to jail. "

On the phone, Shiratori Ren Sanlang's voice was extremely serious.

"A deficit? What did he do?" Atsuto Yamashita frowned and asked.

"Stocks, futures, and gambling." After searching the office area of ​​the three departments, Shiratori Ren Sanlang reported the latest investigation results to his boss one by one.

"I'll be right there." Atsuto Yamashita hung up the phone resolutely, and turned to look at the old man beside him: "Teacher, I'm afraid I won't have time to have dinner with you today, so I have to go to the police station immediately.

In addition, you'd better ask Harada Jun to tell the truth about everything he has done, without any concealment. "

After leaving these words with a serious face, Atsuto Yamashita left Harada's house under the watchful eyes of Harada Koki and Koshimizu Nanatsuki.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds in the sky under the night gradually gathered, the thunder roared and the light rain pattered.

The water droplets on the curb were splashed by kicking footsteps, and the man who turned the corner passed by a high-end black car.

Inside the car, the one-eyed man with a cigarette on the back seat looked at the information collected by his subordinates, and was silent for a long time: "Is there any problem with that private detective?"

"No, he still keeps in touch with our people and provides the whereabouts video of Mori Kogoro on time. Even if we launch a surprise attack, he will still be able to respond accordingly, no problem."

"..." Rum lowered his eyelids, and the smoke was lingering between his fingers.The driver of the car watched his nose, nose and heart, and kept silent.

"Notice, I want him to take the initiative to expose." After a while, Rum raised his head and said his decision.

"What? But we—"

"I said, I want him to take the initiative and expose himself to Kogoro Mouri, so that Kogoro Mouri will find out that he is being followed." Langmu emphasized his tone, with a gloomy face: "Can't you hear me?"

"Yes, I understand." The driver nodded yes.

at the same time,

On a place where you can't see your fingers, the person in the dark is playing with the dagger in his hand, and the corners of his mouth can't help but rise.

Chapter 430 Seven Schindler Technology Corporation

"Next, it depends on whether he is willing to cooperate with us." The woman who came out of the shadows swayed her waist, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and slowly sat on his lap.

"He will, he will definitely. After all, he came to the door on his own initiative." The man grinned grinningly, showing a mouthful of white teeth in the darkness, and stretched out his free right hand——

The faint light on the computer screen was immediately extinguished, and the room fell into a dead silence.

"This computer... Are you sure it's not broken?"

Feeling hastily, Atsuto Yamashita of the Metropolitan Police Department pressed the power button on the edge of the keyboard several times in a row, but the screen still didn't light up, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at the colleague who hurriedly called him over.

Hearing the words, Shiratori Ren Sanlang frowned, and walked forward: "Impossible, it was still useful when we got it back. I just reconciled with Qianye 10 minutes ago."

"Let our people see what's going on, Sato, and show me the documents you found."

"clear."

Shiratori took the laptop away from the place Atsuto Yamashita made way with his front foot, and Sato handed a folder with a blue cover to Yamashita with his back foot.

"These are all we found today. The current debts of the suspect Harada Jun are not as simple as he said, although he concealed it very well."

"... Shortfall in public funds?" Atsuto Yamashita, who opened the file, narrowed his eyes, a little surprised.

"That's right. In fact, Harada Jun has embezzled public funds that should belong to Red Horn Technology Company many times in private in order to make money this year. Originally, this was not a big problem. After all, he has extremely strong accounting skills and is a Veteran of the company, there is nothing wrong with the check during the routine financial audit, but..."

Miwako Sato paused, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "He never expected that a project that Red Corner Technology Company had been following all along, a project that was thought to be in vain, suddenly had a breakthrough a month ago. In order to ensure The company can make a lot of money in this project, and the board of directors met several times to discuss additional investment to ensure the right to speak.”

"So this project that is in urgent need of additional investment has become the sword of Damocles hanging over his head. He must make up the amount he took before the board of directors discusses the results, otherwise the company will definitely find something wrong. He called the police and he went to jail."

Atsuto Yamashita took over the conversation and made the most likely guess: "However, at this point in time, where can he find such a large sum of money to fill the shortfall?"

"Yukimura Emi's death compensation, because he knows that the beneficiary is him." Miwako Sato looked directly at the face of his boss thinking, and said word by word: "Theoretically, as long as he gets this compensation, he can make up for it." Deficit without being discovered."

"Insurers are not going to be fooled so easily, it doesn't make any sense at all."

Atsuto Yamashita shook his head, and denied: "Let's not mention the twists and turns of the restrictive clauses, even if it can be passed in the end, it will definitely go through a long tug-of-war from death to escape.

And this time, Jun Harada couldn't afford it.You also said that the board of directors of Redhorn Technology may pass a resolution to approve additional investment at any time. "

"...... Yamashita." Miwako Sato took a deep breath, and met her boss's eyes.

"what happened?"

"Do you feel that everything you do now seems to be intentionally or unintentionally excuse Harada Jun?"

Although it was a bit inhumane to say that, Miwako Sato said it anyway, and she felt that she had to say it too.

Atsuto Yamashita is an emotional person. He even publicly resigned from the police position at a press conference in order to be able to intervene in the case of Kasumigaoka Shiwa.

And this time, the suspect is his teacher's son, Jun Harada, who was once a possible father-in-law.

"Do you think I'm taking sides with him?" Atsuto Yamashita stopped turning the page and asked back with a frown.

"Think carefully about what you refuted me just now, [As a policeman, we should suspect all possible possibilities, and then verify them one by one], this is what you said when you solved the case before, Yamashita."

"I think you're thinking too much, and I didn't stop you from investigating in this direction—" Atsuto Yamashita shrugged, and was about to close the information in his hand, when he caught a glimpse of a name that he felt a little concerned about out of the corner of his eye. ——

"Schindler Technologies?"

"What's the matter? Is there any problem with this company?" Seeing that the expression on Yamashita Atsuto's face did not seem to be a disguise to change the topic, Sato Miwako couldn't help but wondered.

"It's nothing, I just remembered a movie called "Schintler's List". It's very small, and you can't even search it online. You probably haven't seen it."

Atsuto Yamashita didn't care much, he paid attention to this company because of the "Schintler's List" he had read in his previous life: "It's too late now, you can contact Red Horn Technology during working hours tomorrow morning The company and Schindler Technology Company, confirm with them whether it is true. In addition, Chiba, you can bring Harada Jun back for questioning."

"clear."

Sato and Chiba left in response, and for a moment, Yamashita Atsuto, who was sighing while looking at the document in his hand with one hand on his hip, was left at the crowded desk.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, why bother."

While sighing, Atsuto Yamashita could only make another phone call home: "Shiyu, I'm sorry, I have to work overtime tonight to interrogate people, you don't have to wait for me to go back to bed early."

"What? What did you say?"

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and there was an unbelievable tremor in his voice: "Are you joking? Let me be caught by Kogoro Mori? Do you know that our detective business—"

"500 million yen." A processed mechanical voice came from the other side of the receiver.

"It's not about the money. Mori Kogoro is a well-known detective, the idol of all our underachievers, he—"

"Five million, is that enough?"

"........."

The downcast man fell silent.

He first reached out and pressed the receiver, raised his head and looked around, took a panoramic view of his terrible living environment, swallowed hard, and then said slowly: "Sir, who are you?"

"Twenty-five million, this is my last offer."

"Don't worry! After receiving the money, I will pack myself and send it to Kogoro Mori!" The man jumped up from the chair in an instant, with a very respectful tone, as if the big man on the other end of the phone was right in front of him.

"After 10 minutes, go downstairs to pick up the letter, and you will find a check for 300 million in the envelope. You can take it to the bank tomorrow and then help me do things. After the work is done, I will give you the rest of the money. Delivered to you by check within the hour."

After a beep, the phone hung up.

The man who put down his phone could no longer suppress the joy in his heart, and he jumped up with a fist in the air: "Twenty-five million, I'm going to get rich now! Haha!"

[Get the check 10 minutes later, that is to say, I guessed correctly, the other party really noticed the abnormality, and arranged eyeliner around the man's office. 】

Under the disguise of excitement, the uneasiness in Belmode's heart became more and more intense.

The other party, is this already about to attack Mori Kogoro?

The computer was brutally murdered, and I feel very sad. I will update it tomorrow.

When I was coding, I got up to drink water, and pushed the notebook out with my hand. There was no time to react, and the result of not catching it was that the screen cracked. I was really in a difficult mood.

The old buddy who has been with me all the way since my internship in college went all the way to Hexi. The roommate who learned about this couldn’t see it, and wanted to pull me to have a good BBQ beer to comfort me. That wounded heart.