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"The back of the corpse has traces of being stabbed by broken glass." Bolivar pursed his lips. He carefully checked the report, especially the wrist of the deceased. Sure enough, he found a small wound. It was like a stab, and a little blood oozes out.

"Mr. Yamaguchi." Bolivar said suddenly. He patted Mr. Yamaguchi on the shoulder, then suddenly reached out, grabbed Mr. Yamaguchi's hand, and opened his fingers. "Is your hand uncomfortable? I see you Why is there a red mark between your fingers?"

"Well, what did you say?" Mr. Yamaguchi froze, and he showed an embarrassed smile, as if he wanted to hide his hands.Curacao noticed Bolivar's move, stepped forward very simply, and opened his fingers with greater force, so that Bolivar could see more clearly.

"What are you doing! This is! This is against the law!" Mr. Yamaguchi was so angry that his neck was red, Officer Megure and others were also attracted by the movement here, frowning slightly,

"Isn't it just a red mark I accidentally rubbed there! It's almost gone! There's nothing to see. What are you doing, it's really rude!"

"I'm an ordinary businessman." The smile on Bolivar's face remained unchanged. He glanced at Yusaku Kudo again, and found that the other party had also discovered this problem, and then said slowly, "It's because it's about to disappear. I am in a hurry to take evidence."

As Bolivar said, he took out his mobile phone and snapped a picture of the faint trace.

"After all, I think the trace between your two fingers is very similar to the trace that was crushed by some glass fragments."

"!!!" Mr. Yamaguchi's face changed slightly when he heard this sentence.

"Officer Megure, I will prove that Mr. Yamaguchi deliberately murdered his nephew. The murderer in this case is Mr. Yamaguchi." Bolivar said.

When these words came out, everyone around was startled, and Mr. Yamaguchi's face was ashen. He seemed to have vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't believe it.

"Sir," Police Officer Mu Mu probably regarded Bolivar as a detective, but he didn't have any dissatisfaction. "Could you please explain in detail what is going on."

"Tetrodotoxin is a neurotoxin. Apart from being eaten, there is a faster way to poison it." Bolivar said, "That is blood contact."

"You pierced the victim's wrist with broken glass stained with tetrodotoxin. Because the wound was too small, the other party didn't notice it. Afterwards, you threw the blood-stained broken glass on the ground and mixed it with the glass shards on the ground. inside."

"Because it was stained with blood, and there was toxin on the tip, the people in the identification department thought that it was the glass that the poisoned Yamaguchi Rokuro fell down, and the toxin was also mistaken for the blood stain. "Bolivar said, his voice was very soft, but it sounded like thunder in Mr. Yamaguchi's ears, "This is the so-called reason why the murder weapon or the media were not found!"

"You used this method to kill your nephew."

"Afterwards, you go to the bathroom to wash your hands. This is to dispose of the objects you used to separate the broken glass from your own skin." Bolivar said, "After all, you are still a sensible and normal person, and it is impossible to hold the stained glass with your empty hands." If you accidentally pierce your skin with a sharp object that has been exposed to tetrodotoxin, it will be a joke."

"I'm guessing the spacer might be a piece of plastic, or something, a little transparent thing."

"The cleaned plastic sheet may be hidden anywhere by you, or it may still be on your body." Bolivar's tone was unhurried, but there were more and more beads of sweat on Mr. Yamaguchi's forehead, and his palms were slippery. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

"So the evidence is inside the piece of glass on the ground." Bolivar said, "As long as someone compares the wound on Rokuro Yamaguchi's hand with the red mark on your finger, you can find out which piece of glass is yours." A tool for murder."

"!!!"

"Papa papa." Kudo Yusaku was the first to applaud. He looked at Bolivar with admiration, "Excellent reasoning!"

Then he turned his head to look at Mr. Yamaguchi: "Yes, Mr. Yamaguchi! Are you still obsessed with it? This is your brother and your own nephew. Why do you want to be so cruel to your relatives?"

"Are you really blinded by money?"

Officer Megure's eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at Mr. Yamaguchi carefully, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Yamaguchi, could you please cooperate and let us record the wound on your hand?"

Hearing Kudo Yusaku's words, Mr. Yamaguchi twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a mocking smile, but he did not object to Officer Megure's suggestion.

He calmed down instantly, stretched out his hand, and showed it to the policemen: "This is all a coincidence. I was accidentally pierced by this piece of glass. His reasoning is not valid."

Seeing this scene, the old Mr. Yamaguchi still didn't understand. He slammed the table twice, his chest heaved violently. He stared at Mr. Yamaguchi, pointed at him with his fingers, his hands and feet trembling.

"You, you..." Old Mr. Yamaguchi didn't catch his breath, and passed out directly.

"Brother!" Mr. Yamaguchi put on a sad expression. He wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the police and the secretary.

"Stop, Mr. Yamaguchi, you are now an important suspect! Come with us." Officer Meguro waved his hand.

"Wait! This! There are still many flaws in this! Why am I an important suspect!" Mr. Yamaguchi looked puzzled, and he finally showed panic, "Stop! Let me go! Let me go!"

Hearing this, the short-haired policewoman next to her laughed angrily: "Yes, yes, you are innocent, you accidentally cut your hand by the broken glass on the table, and then threw it on the ground, where is that?" Knowing that the piece of glass is so coincidental! It was crushed by the victim! And it hit the wrist you held before."

"You are so unlucky, a series of coincidences led to you becoming a murderer." She rolled her eyes, "You should leave these words to the police officer in charge of the interrogation."

"Or in court, defending yourself."

Mr. Lao Yamaguchi, who was unconscious, was soon taken away by an ambulance. Mr. Lao Yamaguchi's secretary cooperated with the police to complete other evidence collection, and produced a lot of evidence of the feud between his uncle and his nephew.

And Mr. Igawa, who was cleared of the suspicion, also deliberately approached Bolivar: "Thank you very much this time."

The fat man's eyes and brows were full of joy, and he almost wrote his dissatisfaction with the Yamaguchi family on his face: "Hmph, this is retribution, the retribution for their bad deeds."

"You're welcome." Bolivar also nodded, "I didn't do anything."

"Hehe, that's not how things work out." Mr. Ikawa's face was full of gratitude and fear, "If it weren't for you, then Vice President Yamaguchi might have gotten away with it, and even...maybe even falsely accused me..."

"As a thank you, please be sure to accept this." Mr. Ikawa made a list very sincerely, including the piece of land that he had discussed in detail with Bolivar before, "I have also observed the signs of Grid's recent activities. Think you might need this place."

"This is a piece of land that I bought many years ago, but because there is no start-up capital, it has been abandoned until now. It is counted as a small gift, and I want to transfer it to you at the lowest price."

Bolivar flipped through the documents and contracts in his hand one by one, recalling the last words Mr. Igawa said.

The other party was indeed very generous. A piece of land covering an area of ​​more than 100 hectares in the Mihua Town area of ​​Tokyo was sold to Grid at the cost price.

As for the area in front of the Kubado shopping plaza, Mr. Igawa even gave it to Grid as a cover.

"But... what was planned to be built here?"

Bolivar's brows were slightly frowned, and he planned to put this question aside for a while and pick up another contract again.

"I always feel that the land of Mihua Town is not very auspicious, but the size of this place is just right... just suitable for building a Dorobiga Paradise..."

Thinking so, he took out the entire map of Mihua Town, observed it carefully, and put down the map.

Sure enough, in the entire Mihua Town, apart from here, there is no second place with such a large area suitable for the construction of Dorobiga Paradise...

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