Police Department, at this moment.

In the conference room.

As soon as Kobayashi finished speaking, there was an uproar below immediately.

But as the person involved, Hirosuke Fujiwara was very calm, putting his fingers crossed on the table, with no expression on his face.

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at Hirosuke Fujiwara, then changed his gaze and looked at Yoko Kobayashi again.

"This is a serious allegation. Do you have any evidence?"

It was in this uproar.

Someone spoke below.

It is the Ryuzaki Department chief in the Police Protection Class.

"Please be careful not to be impatient."

Yoko Kobayashi gently tapped the keyboard of the laptop in front of her.

Photos and personal information of the deceased in the third case jumped out.

"Although I don't repeat the details of the case, in order to wait a while for everyone to keep up, please ask me to review the information of the victim in the third case."

"...The deceased person in front of him was named Yamashita Hisheng, originally named Weihara Hisheng, now 41 years old, full-time wife, died of shooting."

On the curtain, the full-time housewife's injury on the forehead was enlarged, and a separate bullet photo was also given next to her.

"According to the rifle marks on the warhead, we confirmed the gun that killed the victim. The gun happened to be registered inside the Metropolitan Police Department, and its owner was the Nakamura Police Department of the Criminal Department."

"But this gun was stolen three years ago.

An ordinary member of an IT company was humiliated by his boss in public. He attacked the Nakamura police department with anger and stabbed the Nakamura police department, snatched his gun, and then ran back to the company and shot his boss in public."

Kobayashi Yoko projected the gun-loss case three years ago onto the curtain and continued: "In the end, the prisoner was caught, but the gun-lossed that he had been stolen, disappeared. For this reason, I asked the Nakamura Police Department who was stolen at that time. I learned that the person in charge of the gun-lossed case was the head of the police guard section Ryuzaki who just asked the question."

Below, Ryuki Hai's expression was a little unnatural.

"After I learned the news, the Minister Kitahara of the Tentacle Department, I immediately found the Ryuzaki Chief. After a 'friendly' exchange, I got this information - he said that he had found the gun at that time, but one of his seniors took it away halfway and signaled him to write a report casually. The senior he mentioned was the deputy director of the Security Department at the time and also graduated from the Central Police University of Japan."

“…”

As soon as Kobayashi Yoko said this.

The conference room was in an uproar again.

"I haven't, I haven't said that!"

Ryukikai looked at it and his eyes were drooping. It seemed that Hirosuke Fujiwara, who had not listened to Kobayashi's words seriously at all, was a little panicked and immediately denied it.

"Are you sure? Ryuzaki's senior?"

Yoko Kobayashi looked at him quietly: "It's not the old era anymore."

She called out an audio.

“…”

Ryukiha's shoulders collapsed instantly, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"So."

Seeing Ryuzaki Hai's expression, Kobayashi Yoko was too lazy to play the audio, so she looked directly at Hirosuke Fujiwara: "Deputy Director Fujiwara, do you have anything to say about this?"

I heard about Kobayashi Yoko’s question.

The conference room suddenly became quiet and looked at Hirosuke Fujiwara in unison.

Fujiwara Hirosuke half raised his head, looked at Kobayashi Yoko, and suddenly smiled, saying without caring: "Is there such a thing? I don't remember."

"It's really a omnipotent excuse. I don't remember... I'm worthy of being born in a traditional political family."

Kobayashi Yoko didn't care, so she bent over and typing the keyboard again, continuing: "Since Deputy Director Fujiwara doesn't remember it for the time being, then let me help Deputy Director Fujiwara recall it."

"I know, this gun-lost case does not represent anything. I won't mention whether the gun was taken away by you. Even if the gun was taken away by you, it actually doesn't prove anything. I know very well."

"But, I'm really strange. You were already the Minister of the Security Department at that time. Why bother to spend a lot of effort on a missing gun? Are you preparing for the moment three years later? Let's not talk about you, I don't even believe it, because it's illogical, and with your identity, it's not difficult to get a black gun. So I guess, you must have taken the missing gun at that time. At that moment, you need that gun..."

“…”

Fujiwara Hirosuke completely raised his head and looked at Kobayashi Yoko's smile slowly disappeared.

"With such doubts and some intuition, after I handed over the gun-loss case to the Interior Hall, I secretly investigated it a little without telling it from the Minister Kitahara of the Tianxuan Department."

Yoko Kobayashi looked at the direction where the North Yuan Nanfeng was with an apology and continued:

"Then, I followed the resume of Deputy Director Fujiwara and looked back all the way, and I really found some things."

When Kobayashi said this, he paused, took a deep breath before typing off the keyboard.

A young girl's photos and personal information jumped out.

"The woman you see now is named... Nami Wakamatsu, who also graduated from the Central Police University of Japan. She died three years ago on March 21. On the day of graduation, she also died of shooting and killed in one shot. And Nami Wakamatsu, the junior girl of Deputy Director Fujiwara. According to the teacher of the Central Police University of Japan, you were still in a lover at that time."

As soon as this photo comes out.

Fujiwara Hirosuke suddenly trembled slightly, and then his breathing became a little rapid. He stared at Yoko Kobayashi as if he wanted to eat people.

At the same time, he tried his best to endure something and did not dare to look at the photos on the screen.

"And this Wakamatsu Nami's case is also very strange. The case was closed early without a prisoner. I spent a lot of time visiting an old coroner in the third department of the forensics department of the third department of the forensics, and then inquiring about the whole story of the case."

"According to him, it took only two days for the deceased to be found to be closed."

"Two days later, the case was closed and sealed. According to the old coroner, the rumors at that time involved... a royal scandal, which was urgently stopped."

"A royal scandal... I remember that Deputy Director Fujiwara was a romantic relationship confirmed with the current Prince Fushimi Miyaki Satokonai three years ago?"

Kobayashi Yoko looked at Hirosuke Fujiwara again.

Fujiwara Hirosuke stared at her, his cheeks stimulating, as if he was gritting his teeth.

Yoko Kobayashi looked away without caring: "Anyway, the old coroner's words made me suspicious. I went to search for the records of the case at that time, but unfortunately... I did not find any record documents for the case, only knowing that there was such a case.

I quickly realized that the Case Sect must not be found, so I changed my direction - evidence."

"Maybe it was the other party's negligence, or maybe it was my luck, and I really found evidence of the case at that time."

As Kobayashi said, she slowly picked up a bag of evidence from the table, which contained a bullet.

Kobayashi Yoko took the evidence bag, turned around, looked at Hirosuke Fujiwara again, and asked calmly:

"This is the bullet that penetrated Wakamatsu Nami's skull three years ago. Earlier, I went to the forensic class and compared the rifle marks on the bullet... The conclusion was that it was the same as the gun that killed Yamashita Hitoshi! It was the missing gun lost by the Nakamura police department! Is there anything I want to say about this...Does Deputy Director Fujiwara want to say?"

Kobayashi Yoko had just finished speaking.

An uproar broke out again.

this time.

The entire conference room was clamoring, and it even seemed out of control.

At the same time.

In this noisy environment, Beiyuan Nanfeng received a call.

At the same time.

On stage.

A shadow appeared behind the director of the Metropolitan Police Department, the Shenwu Zongkan, and whispered a few words behind him.

The face of the Shenya Son Kane changed, and he turned his head suddenly and looked at Deputy Director Fujiwara who was now bowing his head and silently, with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!