"In other words..."

Xie Chen said: "Mrs. Teraoka, she had known that the senior hid the gun in the house, and she had expected such a day."

Teraoka Katsumin opened his mouth, and at the same time, everyone in the room looked at Mrs. Teraoka, and Mrs. Teraoka's face suddenly turned pale.

"From my own guess, Mrs. Teraoka may have found the pistol in the room by accident, so she picked it up without thinking and put it back in a panic."

Mrs. Teraoka pursed her lips and slowly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at her husband.

"Later, she always wanted to ask her senior, but she was afraid to ask. Under such an uneasy mood, she has been patient until today."

"But you, senior, don't know about this. I took this gun out that day and shot Matsuyama, making everything look like an accident."

Having said that, Xie Chen took a deep breath, and then slowly said, "So the fingerprint of the third person left on the pistol should be Mrs. Teraoka's fingerprint."

Seeing Mrs. Teraoka bowing her head in sorrow, Officer Megome asked softly: "Mrs. Teraoka, is this all true?"

Teraoka Katsutoshi opened her mouth, and then stopped talking. Mrs. Teraoka closed her eyes in despair and said with her throat: "Mr. Mori is right."

"Misako!" Teraoka Katsumin stood up suddenly, looked at his wife, his eyes trembled, then lowered his head, sighed, and fell to the sofa.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely depressed, and Mrs. Teraoka's tears burst into her eyes, and Mao Lilan sat aside, trying to reach out to touch Mrs. Teraoka's back, but raised half of her hand and put it down again.

"Senior." Xie Chen said slowly: "Now, can you please tell me about your motive for killing Matsuyama, the senior shouldn't have collected money from Matsuyama."

Teraoka Katsumin closed his eyes tightly and pinched his knees with both hands. After a while, he slowly said, "I received the money, so I have to disclose the internal police information to them."

"What are you talking about?" Officer Megome blurted out, looking at Teraoka Katsutoshi incredulously, and Mrs. Teraoka was even more shocked. She never thought her husband would do such a thing.

Teraoka Katsumin hugged his head, and said in pain: "In the beginning they didn't give a lot of money, and the news I gave them was irrelevant, but afterwards, I gradually became paralyzed..."

He put down his hands and looked at his knees, his eyes blank, "When I noticed, everything didn't allow me to go back."

Next, he straightened up and told what happened.

"So at 8 o'clock the night before yesterday, Matsuyama called me again. He told me that he had killed someone, and he asked me to prepare his money for shelter from the limelight. He also said that if he is arrested, the relationship between me and him will be all Will be exposed."

"At that time, I made up my mind to kill him. I told him that I would be ready at noon the next day. I also told him to call my mobile phone at twelve o'clock."

"As for the pistol, I expected that there would be such a day sooner or later, so I secretly took the gun back and hid it while the other group was on a mission. Then, it was the same reasoning as the Maori brother.

Having said that, he stood up and bowed deeply, "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

Mrs. Teraoka concealed her face and wept bitterly, and Mo Lilan stroked her back.

"Unexpectedly, you are a veritable detective." When he boarded the police car, Teraoka Katsuhoshi turned his head and said to Kogoro Mouri.

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Chen exercised as usual, and Moori Lan also took Moori Kogoro to jogging on the street.

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"Dad, hurry up." Mao Lilan stopped before cleaning the car.

"Are you dying?" Xie Chen smiled.

"Don't say that." Mouri Kogoro staggered behind, panting and said, "I was because of yesterday's hangover."

Mao Lilan straightened her hair in front of the mirror on the cleaning car, "In fact, we accompany you out for a jog. It's two kilometers away from the park. It's okay. Come on."

At this moment, with a "bang", the sound of heavy objects falling suddenly came from the alley next to him, and Mouri Kogoro hurried to the alley.

In the alley, a man in sportswear fell to the ground, his pupils dilated, his nose and ears were bleeding from his nose and ears, and he appeared to be dead.

There is still a heavy steel plate pressed on his body, and his upper body has almost been smashed and deformed, but it can still be seen that the patterns on his clothes are the same as those on the roadside cleaning car.

Seeing this scene, Xie Chen took a deep breath, and Mao Lilan screamed.

"You two stay here." Kogoro Mouri said loudly. At the same time, the three people in the cleaning car also gathered.

Kogoro Mouri stepped forward, squatted down and probed the man's breath. After a while, he stood up and said, "I'm dead. It looks like iron fell from above."

Xie Chen looked up and saw that neither building had windows, which indicated that the iron material had fallen from the roof.

"Who are you?" Kogoro Mouri asked the people who were wearing the same uniforms around the alley.

"Yes." One of the tall men said: "We cleaned the opposite building, employees of Jiamanbao Company."

Kogoro Mouri said, "I'm sorry, please go and take a look at the abandoned building next door. Someone may throw iron materials down from above."

"Ok."

"It seems that he had a fatal accident early in the morning."

As soon as the three cleaners left, a young woman wearing a red dress and short hair came over and saw the man who was smashed to death, exclaiming: "Mr. Fujii?"

Mouri Kogoro asked, "Do you know each other?"

"Yes." The young woman said, "He is the Fujii director of our company, but how could he..."

Mouri Kogoro pointed to the other end of the alley and said, "So, Mr. Fujii is on the way from the previous sales office to the head office."

"Yes, because he has to talk to the president at nine o'clock. By the way, I have to notify the president."

As soon as she turned around, she saw a baby-faced man in a blue suit walking out of the nearby building.

"President."

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