Conan: I Am Kujo Shinpei

In the dark interrogation room.

Shinpei opened the door, walked into the interrogation room with Shiratori, and closed the door.

And Miwako stood outside, looking in through the glass, observing the young and middle-aged man who was handcuffed in front of the table.

Next to him, Officer Twilight, who heard the news, stood aside.

Fuyong Shitai looked at the handcuffs on both wrists with a gloomy expression, his calm expression was full of gloom, and some panic flashed in the gloom.

Seeing the two Shinpei Shiratori who opened the door and walked in, the first sentence he blurted out was: "Two police officers, there is no evidence to arrest people randomly, I can definitely file a lawsuit against you in the court!"

With the first sentence, he didn't want to lose, and wanted to suppress Shinpei and Shiratori.

Shinpei glanced at Officer Shiratori.

This guy actually didn't even show evidence to make the other party give up, so he was handcuffed directly.

"Crack! Crack! Crack..."

Shinpei held the evidence file in his left hand, and tapped the pages of the book with his right index finger, hitting the plastic plate on the back with a thumping sound.

Shinpei didn't make a fool of himself, he put the evidence directly in front of the table, put his hands on the table, a pair of plain eyes suddenly sharpened: "Mr. Don't you have anything to say?"

Fuyong Shitai's expression collapsed, and he said abruptly: "I didn't do it."

puff!

Zhen Ping's expression froze, and an urge to lift the table and smash the opponent's face surged in his heart.

He took the kitchen knife handed over by Police Officer Shiratori from the underground paper bag, held it in his hand, and then slapped Fuyong Ishita in front of him with a "slap", and at the same time drew out the kitchen knife with the other hand. The report was also placed in front of Fuyong Ishita.

"So, how do you explain this to me?".

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Fuyong Shitai glanced at the kitchen knife, and suddenly felt a little familiar, and then his face turned pale as if thinking of something.

Coincidence, just a coincidence.

He comforted himself in this way.

In an instant, he forced himself to glance calmly at the two police officers, Zhenping and Shiratori, who were sitting across from each other.

These two are police officers he knows well, because the case often - in and out of the apartment.

Of course, Fukunaga Ishita did not recognize Shinpei as Shinzo-san who lived next door to him because Shinpei had returned to the way he was before the disguise.

After all, in his opinion, the image of the two people is far from the same.

One is a young and middle-aged lawyer with a daughter, and the other is a ruthless, iron-blooded and intelligent police officer. There is nothing to do with each other.

"This thing, how do I know?" So Fu Yongshi rolled his eyes too, pretending to have seen this thing before.

"is it?"

Shinpei did not respond. If Fukunaga Ishita is someone who easily admits to crimes, Shinpei and the others would not have to wait until sufficient evidence is prepared before acting.

"Then look at this again, how do you explain it?" Shinpei unhurriedly reached out and knocked on the forensic report on the side of the table, which clearly recorded the fingerprint comparison results on the kitchen knife.

Fukunaga Ishita panicked, obviously he didn't expect Shinpei and the others to get the kitchen knife.

But thinking that as long as he confessed, he might be sentenced to many years in prison, his heart became firm.

So, after reading the forensic report, he shrugged nonchalantly: "How do I know, maybe you picked up a kitchen knife with my fingerprints on it at a garbage dump near the apartment."

Shinpei glanced at him with a sneer, this is a ghost letter.

He reached out and opened another page under the report: "You can enjoy these photos."

Several photos were pasted on the following pages, and the person in the photos could clearly be seen as Fukunaga Ishita.

And the most important thing is that he is in the garbage collection place, holding a kitchen knife turned out of it in his hand.

There are several photos posted on it, each one is very clear.

Immediately, Fuyong Shitai subconsciously didn't know how to answer, and fell silent.

He really couldn't think that he did it so secretly, and chose such a time, that someone could still take pictures of him, and there were still several such clear pictures in a row.

Of course, all this is thanks to Dr. Ali.

It was he who helped Zhenping get all the videos and photos done.

Seeing that Fukunaga Ishita remained silent, Shinpei took advantage of the situation to oppress him, propped his hands on the table, and gouged out Fukunaga Ishita's eyes with sharp eyes: "Now can you tell us what this kitchen knife has to do with you?"

Fuyong Ishita's handcuffed hands were subconsciously twisted together, but he still didn't say a word.

Zhenping is not in a hurry.

Before the criminal confesses his crime, there will always be a period of torment, as long as it can proceed smoothly at this time, it will be fine.

Thinking of this, Shinpei pushed another piece of evidence in front of Fuyong Ishita: "This is familiar to you, too."

"This is the flower pot of Su Marie's house. This kitchen knife was found in the flower pot in front of Su Marie's house."

"And we saw the surveillance video of the kitchen knife you picked up at the garbage collection place before. Here is a comparison of the fingerprints on the kitchen knife. It is from you and Su Marie, and there is surveillance as evidence."

"Can you explain why the four threatening words 'It's your turn' appear on the kitchen knife with your fingerprints on it?"

Shinpei spoke one sentence after another to force Fukunaga Ishita, breaking his psychological defense bit by bit.

Although Fuyong Ishita has a much stronger psychological endurance after going through this case, he is still the extremely useless and bullying person before.

So under Zhenping's coercion, his mood suddenly became unstable, his palms trembled slightly, his upper and lower lips trembled slightly, his eyes were erratic, and he looked extremely disturbed.

Looking at his surroundings, he swallowed, subconsciously feeling a little dry.

So, he reached out to grab the water glass on the side of the table.

"Snapped!"

Shinpei abruptly pulled the glass away, looked at the other person's nervous face leisurely, and said with a slight smile, "I won't let you drink this glass of water until you confess your crimes."

"Otherwise your confession will be swallowed with this glass of water."

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Maybe he felt that what he said was not enough to intimidate the other party, so Shinpei immediately threw another bomb.

"Here is another forensic report, I think you should be very afraid to see it."

"However, it's okay, I've already entered the Metropolitan Police Department, and there's nothing to be afraid of."

Saying that, Shinpei pushed the forensic report that was pressed in his hand to Fuyong Ishita.

Seeing that Fukunaga Ishita glanced at the report with trembling eyes, but did not dare to reach out to approach such a forensic report, Shinpei smiled lightly, took the initiative to unfold the contents of the report and told him.

"Here are the comparison results of the scars on the edge of the kitchen knife and the gas pipeline, and the comparison results of the material identification of the iron filings on the gas pipeline and the material of the kitchen knife."

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After finishing speaking, Shinpei glanced at Ishita Fukunaga sitting across from him with a half-smile.

He watched as Fuyong Ishita's hands were shaking uncontrollably, and the handcuffs made a clanking sound as they hit the table.

The table also shook because of his swaying body.

"Why, what do you seem to be afraid of?" Shinhira said with deep meaning in his eyes.

"I want to know, which kitchen knife is compared with which gas pipe?"

Sweat kept slipping from Fuyong Ishita's forehead. He looked at Shinpei's chuckling expression, but felt that he was stared at by the god of death.

Nervous, restless, restless...

A similar mood was constantly displayed on his body.

Finally, he was defeated, a little mad and a little relieved: "I say."

Under Shinpei's continuous questioning, it took less than 5 minutes for him to go from being calm at the beginning to forcing himself to be calm, and now he couldn't bear it and became crazy.

No matter what the result is, Fuyong Ishita at this moment just wants to spit it out.

Officer Shiratori gave Shinpei a surprised look, not expecting the interrogation to go so smoothly.

Shinpei did not relax at all, before the suspect spit out the crime, any inappropriate actions would make the suspect swallow back what he wanted to say.

Fukunaga Ishita's eyes were bloodshot, he looked at Shinpei and the others, and said, "Yazawa Nishiki, I killed it." [-].

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It was just a simple sentence, but it made Officer Shiratori in the interrogation room, and Officer Mu Mu and Officer Sato, who were watching the situation through the glass outside, breathe a sigh of relief.

The other party's mouth was obviously pried open.

Next, it was time to confess all his crimes.

Thinking this way, I saw Fuyong Ishita in the interrogation room suddenly holding his head with his handcuffed hands, and his expression collapsed with panic.

He held his head and shook his head, and said: "I don't want to, but if I don't kill Mr. Yazawa, that guy, he will definitely kill me!"

"And I can't stand it!"

"I really can't take it anymore!"

"At first, that guy stuffed all kinds of garbage leaflets into my home every day, threatening me with content written on them, then stuffed them into my mailbox, and finally even sent all kinds of "[-]" messages to my mobile phone, and Once, he even sent me a video of me venting my feelings when I had dinner with Mrs. Xiaozi and the others."

Shinhei frowned, the video of eating?

Could it be that Mrs. Azusa Xiao and the others said the words that Fukunaga Ishita said when she was drunk that night in the shop of the store manager Yazawa, and wanted to kill her friend Oizumi?

Zhenping couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, without saying a word.

The white bird next to him said at this time: "So, you can't stand those threats, so you did it?"

"Yes!"

"I'm doing it!"