Just and strong; strict and capable.
This is the impression Katsumi Uehara has about Kujo Reiko, and it has not changed since the day they met.
But right now, this ace prosecutor, who had always been resolute and decisive, was actually persuading someone in a soft voice, which really surprised him.
However, although it was unclear what happened, this did not prevent Katsumi Uehara from taking a few steps forward, and then covering the heads of Reiko Kujo and Miss Miyazawa with the umbrella in her hand.
The two women who were not hit by the raindrops raised their heads one after another, and what they saw was Katsumi Uehara chewing gum and blowing bubbles.
"Don't look at me, you continue."
Seeing that Ms. Miyazawa who was kneeling on the ground didn't look like she was moving, Katsumi Uehara said indifferently.
Hearing this, Kujo Reiko gave the man a grateful look, and then continued to persuade the woman kneeling on the steps: "Ms. Miyazawa, I am just a prosecutor, and there is really nothing I can do. If you really care about your husband's death, If you have objections, the best thing to do is to apply to the Metropolitan Police Department for re-investigation."
"I searched, but the police couldn't find anything. In the end, they could only close the case with accidental death. Now you are the only person I know who has contact with the police. I have no choice. I beg you, as long as you can help I, I can give you all my money!”
"This is not a matter of money. Listen, Miss Miyazawa, I understand your mood, and I have tried my best to help you contact the police. What you need to do most now is to go home, take a bath and eat well. Let’s have a meal and then sleep, do you understand?”
"But--"
"If you continue to kneel here like this, it will be really difficult for you to enter the inspection room in the future. You don't want to be blacklisted, right?"
Perhaps influenced by these repeated warnings, the woman kneeling on the ground finally stopped being persistent and slowly stood up with the help of Kujo Reiko.
Probably because she had been kneeling for too long, the moment Kujo Reiko let go of her hand, the woman's feet went soft, and she stumbled several steps on the steps, almost falling and chewing the mud——
If Katsuki Uehara hadn't been blind and quickly helped him.
"Thanks."
On a rainy night, a very embarrassed woman politely thanked the man.
"You're welcome."
Katsuki Uehara, who let go of his hand, raised his eyebrows and watched as the stubborn woman in her eyes walked down the steps step by step into the pouring rain.
"Is this what you were busy with on the phone?"
Rubbing her long hair that was wet by the rain, Kujo Reiko had a look of apology on her face: "I'm sorry, your clothes got wet too."
"what's the situation?"
Uehara Katsumi, who was closing the umbrella, subconsciously held the handle of the umbrella and shook it, then pursed his lips in the direction the woman left.
"Miyazawa Yuka, a friend of a friend of mine, I have met several times at parties before. A month ago, her husband had a car accident when his tires skidded while driving. He hit a car and then rolled down the mountain. , the car immediately caught fire, and her husband died.
"From the subsequent inspection, there were no signs of homicide at the scene, so the police closed the case as a traffic accident after investigating for a period of time."
"So, she firmly believes that her husband was murdered?" Uehara Katsumi took off his suit jacket and pressed the elevator button, recalling the performance of Miyazawa Yuka just now.
"Yes, but because the police were ready to close the case, she came to me after trying all the methods. But she didn't know one thing, non-criminal cases will not be sent to me."
Reiko Kujo shook her head helplessly and sighed: "After she found out, she regarded me as her only life-saving straw. In the past half month, she has been kneeling down every now and then to beg me to contact the police for re-investigation."
"Has it been rechecked?"
"Of course I checked, but unfortunately, all the results still point to an accident. This is also the most troublesome point for me."
After walking out of the elevator, Kujo Reiko, who opened the office door first, took out a cup from the cabinet and poured a cup of hot water for Katsumi Uehara: "She also invited many detectives to investigate, but to no avail. She even said she would ask Kudo before. Now that Shinichi is here, I don’t know if she has been invited.”
"I guess I didn't invite you." Uehara Katsumi took a sip and made a decision without hesitation.
Where can I find Kudo Shinichi now? The Kudo family is about to become a haunted house.
"Who knows, I was dealing with her matter when you called me before."
Kujo Reiko flipped through the messy files on the table and found the box marked "Moon Shadow Island": "She has been saying that her husband was killed because he knew some secrets of the Takasugi Consortium. And she felt that I am also on the list of the next accidental death, so I have been urging me."
Katsuki Uehara stopped drinking tea and said in surprise: "Takasugi Consortium?"
These days, all those who can be called a consortium are big bosses.
Moreover, the Takasugi Consortium is not as strong as Shiratori and Suzuki.
"Yes, her husband works in the financial department of the Takasugi Consortium. He is considered a middle-level manager. He is mainly responsible for some cooperation projects between the Takasugi Consortium and the Suzuki Consortium."
Kujo Reiko opened the file and pushed all the documents in front of the man: "Back to business, the rest of the Moon Shadow Island incident is fine, but you need to be more clear about the true identity of your assistant, Dr. Makoto Asai, Otherwise, it is very likely that they will be exploited by drug trafficking groups."
Looking down at the red line marked on the report, Katsuki Uehara drank hot water and was speechless: "I have already written it clearly enough."
"not enough."
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"Not enough? Are you crazy? Are you sure you can eat it?"
Tokyo, somewhere.
In the dark basement, a dark figure was sitting at the table polishing a metal card. There was a mobile phone in front of him, with the speakerphone turned on.
"Money is not an issue. Whether I can eat or not is my own business." The electronic voice that had obviously been adjusted by a voice changer caused the person on the other end of the phone to fall into silence.
"There is something I need to warn you. Our boss has been arrested, and now our group is ready to hide. No matter what you want to do with these bombs, I advise you to stop it quickly, the eyes of the police Just keep an eye on it, don’t let us get caught later.”
"police?"
The black shadow who blew on the metal card slowly stood up from the chair, holding the card tightly and came to the fish tank with goldfish swimming nearby.
"Just trash worth mentioning."
With a "pop" sound, the card was sent into the fish tank by the black shadow at the snap of a finger, instantly alarming the leisurely fish in the fish tank. Under the dim light, the word "NEXT" engraved on the metal card looked particularly dazzling.
The corners of the dark shadow's mouth turned up with its back to the light, revealing a sinister smile.
