Chapter 411: The Son-in-Law Sings to the Mother-in-Law (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Where's Officer Takagi?"

Conan looked around and found that Takagi Wataru was missing.

"oh"

Sakaki said calmly:

"He went to adjust Fumito Tose's file."

There are different ways to solve crimes for different types of prisoners.

Takase Fumito was caught and revealed, but he denied the facts of his crime, which undoubtedly added a lot of trouble to everyone.

That being the case

Don't blame Sakaki for being rude.

"Detective Demi, were there any traces of blood found at the scene?"

Tome looked back and found that it was Sakaki Makoto who was speaking, and nodded quickly:

"Yes, there is indeed blood residue at the scene."

"Place?"

"Area 5, under the living room window."

With that said, Demi led everyone into the living room.

The site survey has been completed, and all suspicious points have been photographed and circled with chalk.

On the tatami around the window, an irregular dark red blood stain was very conspicuous.

Sakaki squatted down, ran his fingers over the blood, and found that it was completely dry.

“It’s not a short time”

He said:

"At least an hour has passed since blood dripped on the tatami."

Sakaki Makoto and Miss Miyano left Takase Real Estate around 6 p.m.

By the time they returned to Takase Real Estate again, it was already past 9 p.m.

That is to say

Takase Fumito committed the crime within these three hours.

It actually matches the time of death of the deceased.

"Mr. Takase, is this blood stain left by the deceased?"

Sakaki turned around and asked.

"yes."

Takase Fumito said somewhat strangely:

"Who else could it be if she wasn't her?"

"Just in case, let's ask the forensics class to take samples for testing."

Sakaki stood up and looked at Tome:

"Has the luminol reagent been tested on site?"

"It was carried out."

Demi looked serious:

"Nothing else was found."

Under the feet are stacks of soft and elastic tatami mats.

Tatami mats, unlike tile floors, can be easily replaced.

If Takase Fumito replaced the tatami at the scene with new ones every time he committed a crime, it would be normal for no other blood stains to remain.

A bit interesting

Sakaki suddenly smiled.

Takase Fumito's level of caution was far beyond his imagination.

The price of tatami mats is not cheap. The other party did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to clean up the scene and continued to commit crimes.

What's the motivation?

Did the deceased have any grudge against him?

Still say.

Is Fumito Takase just a simple psychopath who takes pleasure in torturing and killing women?

First it was Yamaguchi Hinako, and then it was a strange woman.

Such hostility to women may be related to his early experiences.

I saw everyone frowning and thinking hard, looking puzzled.

Takase Fumito showed a joking and sarcastic smile.

He enjoyed this feeling.

Although everyone knew that he was the one who killed him, there was nothing they could do against him.

Really

The perfect crime.

Who else dares to underestimate him?

You will be jailed for destroying a corpse, but you can be released after two or three years of squatting, which is not painful or itchy at all.

At this moment, Takase Fumito feels comfortable both physically and mentally.

"I said, Mr. Police, the scene has been investigated."

He smiled:

"If the culprit is not caught, take me back and punish him."

"I did commit the crime of mutilating a body and I admit it."

"Don't waste any more time."

"Asunder"

Sakaki murmured:

"So that's what it meant."

To tear something apart.

Even the lives and feelings of the victim's relatives also include the life of the other party.

"What?"

Takase Fumito's expression changed.

"The words written in your shop."

Shooting his sharp gaze, Sakaki sneered:

"Mr. Takase, don't you know?"

"You know, can you not know the words I wrote myself?"

Takase Fumito's eyes dodge:

"Why are you talking about this now?"

"You're not still doubting me!"

"Who knows."

Sakaki smiled and was about to speak.

Bang!

The door to the apartment was suddenly knocked open, and Takagi Wataru rushed in holding a stack of documents:

"Found it, found it!"

Uh-huh!

Countless eyes focused on him.

Takagi She was startled and stammered:

"What, what's wrong?"

"Brother Takagi, you came at the right time!"

Mumu Shisan pulled him over in surprise:

"It's so right to ask you to check the files!"

"Is there any result?"

"ah"

Scratching his head, Takagi Wataru didn't know for a moment whether Memu Shisan was praising him:

"The results are out."

He presented the document with both hands:

"It's all here!"

Megure Thirteen took the document and handed it to Mouri Kogoro without saying a word.

Sakaki Makoto next to him.

Poor Mouri Kogoro's arm was frozen in mid-air, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

[Uncle, can you be a little more angry?]

Conan glared at him angrily, climbed onto Sakaki's shoulder like a creeper, and looked at the documents with him.

"You are very heavy."

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Sakaki struggled and said:

"Can you go down?"

"I'm not a sloth."

"Don't worry about these details, just turn the file!"

Conan kept staring at the file in his hand:

"Look!"

Rolling his eyes, Sakaki Makoto looked at the file.

His temper

is actually pretty good.

Most people can't stand Conan, such as Maori Kogoro.

At this time.

Bang!

Sure enough, he punched Conan on the head, making Conan see stars, and at the same time picked up his collar and threw him out:

"Kid, don't get in the way!"

Then, he stood next to Sakaki Makoto openly, stretched his neck

"What are you standing there for?"

Seeing that Sakaki Makoto didn't move, he got anxious:

"Turn it over!"

If you're not from the same family, you won't get into the same house.

In some places, Maori Kogoro's style is similar to Conan's.

Maybe

this is the love-hate relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law!

Shaking his head, Sakaki Makoto ignored it and turned the file.

The first thing that caught my eye in the file was a color photo.

In it, a woman in a pink sweater, with her left hand on the child's shoulder and her right hand holding a toy ball covered with goldfish particles, smiled with a fake smile.

The child next to her had a numb expression, a pursed mouth, and was very dull.

Below the photo, there was a line of small words:

Left: Takase Hinako.

Right: Takase Fumito.

Turning to the next page, Sakaki Makoto's pupils shrank!

[Takase Fumito: male, 25 years old, born at 39-30, Beika-cho, Tokyo, runs Takase Real Estate alone.

His mother is Takase Hinako and his father is Takase Masataka. He was sent to a children's welfare home at the age of 7 due to domestic violence.

His mother died of illness 3 years ago, and his father disappeared at the beginning of the year and his whereabouts are unknown. ]

Putting down the file, Sakaki Makoto took a deep breath.

The lost fragments were finally gathered at this moment.

"Takase Fumito."

"The criminal is you!!!"