Odagiri Toshi also woke up earlier than expected, and the ward that had been surrounded by the Suzuki family's bodyguards was once again full of people.
The two doctors who accompanied him performed a series of routine tests and ultimately gave an assessment of excessive bleeding.
Mochizuki stood at the door and rolled her eyes. All the luck she had accumulated through her good deeds for the past six months had been used here. How could the wound heal?
He took out a handcuff from his coat pocket and put it on Odagiri Toshiya's hand in front of everyone's astonished eyes. Manslaughter was also punishable.
"you……"
All the blood drained from Odagiri Toshi's face. It was this woman who dug a hole in his stomach. This was simply a devil.
"Toshiya, this is Officer Mochizuki. She saved your life. The person who injured you has been caught. Don't worry."
Shiratori patted Odagiri Toshiya on the shoulder. This kid suffered a big loss this time. I hope he can remember it for a long time in the future.
"I'm going back to rest first, Shiratiao, I'll trouble you here."
Mochizuki glared at Toshiya Odagiri fiercely, picked up his luggage and turned around to leave. A good trip was completely ruined in the hands of this kid.
"By the way, Consultant Suzuki, remember to ask this guy to compensate you for your losses. That piece of jade is very valuable."
Mochizuki suddenly remembered that he still owed someone a piece of jade and a dress from Mrs. Suzuki, and quickly threw the blame on Odagiri Toshiya.
"I will bear all the expenses. This time it is really troublesome for Consultant Suzuki."
A slightly aged voice sounded from behind Mochizuki. Minister Odagiri and Yuya Kazami arrived belatedly. Behind them were some police officers from the Search Division, including Mihoko Sato.
"In that case, if your master encountered such a thing at our family's banquet, we can't escape the blame. Fortunately, the murderer has been caught."
Mochizuki sighed and silently put the suitcase in the corner. She originally planned to take a shower in the guest room, but now it seemed that she had no chance.
"Matsumoto, how is the prisoner's condition?"
Minister Odagiri did not even look at his son. After a few pleasantries with Suzuki Jirokichi, he turned his attention to the handcuffed woman in the corner.
"The prisoner's identity was fabricated. She didn't say a word after being arrested. The Metropolitan Police Department is still verifying her true identity, but she should have an accomplice hiding on the island."
Matsumoto Kiyonaga handed all the videos and interrogation materials into the hands of the police, and the case was no longer their responsibility.
"Can he move now?"
Minister Odagiri looked at his son who was lying on the bed in a panic, and his tone was a little harsh.
"There is no problem in moving, but Mr. Odagiri has lost too much blood and needs to be observed in the hospital for a period of time."
The two doctors standing nearby watching the show looked at Mochizuki first, and seeing that she had no desire to reply, they quickly opened their mouths to explain.
"He has also been handed over to you, and you will be sentenced as you please."
Minister Odagiri nodded to the two doctors, waved to Mochizuki, and walked out of the room.
Kazami Yuya also scanned the crowd and did not find Rei Fukitani and Kagemitsu Morofuku, so he could only take the prisoners away first.
"Miss Mochizuki, I really want to thank you this time. I thought I was going to see this useless son in the morgue."
Odagiri Toshiro walked outside the castle and looked at the woods in the distance in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses until Mochizuki stood behind him, and bowed deeply to Mochizuki.
"Minister, this incident was originally directed at me. In the final analysis, Mr. Odagiri was implicated by me. You don't have to be like this."
Mochizuki waved her hands repeatedly. She just felt a little pity for the spiritual power accumulated through hard work, but she had no other regrets. After all, saving a life was quite proud.
"It was his own misbehavior that allowed others to take advantage of him. After this lesson, I hope he can change."
"Mr. Odagiri will definitely understand your painstaking efforts."
"Actually, I am the reason why Minye came here this time. I thought that since you are about the same age, we should have something in common. I also wanted to let him see what a real elite is like, so that he would not be fooled by his group of gangster friends in just one day. Damn it, I didn’t expect something like this to happen.”
Odagiri Toshiro smiled bitterly, his face full of fear, but the smile on Mochizuki's face successfully solidified.
You are such a bad old man that you let your son have an idea for her. Is she such a superficial person?
"Let's not talk about this anymore. This incident is definitely not simple. Do you have any clues in your mind?"
Odagiri Toshiro looked at Mochizuki with some seriousness. The opponent's methods were very ruthless. If he couldn't get rid of the root cause, there would be trouble sooner or later.
"Everything I know has been reported to Administrator Matsumoto. These people obviously have the channels and ability to illegally manufacture guns. It is probably not simple."
Mochizuki originally planned to tell him about fishing with a bone flute and tracking Matoyama Kenzo, but then he thought about it, the other party could even get the gun of the criminal minister, and the connections in his hands must be very terrifying, in case it was leaked. News, she would lose the right to reasonable revenge, so forget it.
He could only put on a melancholy expression, take out the murder weapon from his arms and hand it to the other party.
"I heard that even the bullets are of the same model. It seems that these people are quite familiar with the Metropolitan Police Department."
Odagiri Toshiro said while inspecting that, as a high-ranking member of the Metropolitan Police Department, he had almost no chance to carry a gun, and the only time he had it recently was that something happened.
Fortunately, the murder weapon was not his, but a forgery carefully crafted by the murderer. Otherwise, as a criminal minister, he would have done his best.
"The pistol in Mr. Odagiri's hand was switched by the murderer. He himself didn't know that it was a standard pistol exclusively used by the Metropolitan Police Department, and it happened to be the one you received."
"It seems that the Metropolitan Police Department also has their people, so it will be difficult for the details of the case to be released to the public."
The person who can plan such a case is definitely not an ordinary person. Once it is announced to the public, it will easily cause panic in the society and will not be friendly to the Metropolitan Police.
Mochizuki nodded in agreement. There must be some undercover agents, but I don't know how many.
Maybe the other party has a way of knowing what they are saying now. Anyway, she has no hope of reporting to the Metropolitan Police.
On the surface, Kenzo Masama is a rich and famous person. A small matter like stealing a flute will not cause any harm to him. The other party can just pass it on to other people around him.
Reflecting on Mochizuki herself, she had no definite evidence and could only rely on her own little paper figurine. It was estimated that the judge would treat her as a madman.
Now we can only place our hope in the hands of the police who are about to take over the case and see if they can pry out any useful clues from the prisoner who is disguising himself.
Odagiri Toshiro and Mochizuki returned to the castle again. The people from the Metropolitan Police Department had packed everything, including Mochizuki's luggage, and transported them all to the Suzuki family's cruise ship.
Originally, the police wanted to build their own ship to go back, but there were no medical equipment on ordinary ships. In view of Odagiri Toshiya's injury, they had to give up.
Mochizuki went straight to her room as soon as she got on the ship. Too many things happened in two days, and she had to take a beauty sleep to relax.
"Wangyue, did you miss me?"
Miwako Sato was hiding behind the door, wearing an evil ghost mask on her head, looking very scary with her teeth and claws showing.
Mochizuki curled her lips in disdain. It was a joke that someone like her, who had experienced many battles, would be afraid of such a childish thing.
Taking out a change of clothes from the suitcase, Mochizuki rushed directly into the bathroom. Ever since she became a ghost errand, her sense of smell had become very sensitive. She really couldn't bear not taking a shower for a long time.
