The farce ended with the real murderer blowing himself up.
Hisumi Umihara is the fiancée of Fukuyama Rokuro, but the person Fukuyama Rokuro likes is Shimabukuro June. In order to get revenge on Junhui and to obtain the dugong arrow of immortality, the three finally conspired to burn the longevity lady in the warehouse.
"Officer Mochizuki, they don't know that a bomb was installed in the warehouse, and they don't have a way to get the bomb. Is there another wave of killers lurking in the dark?"
Shiratori Rensaburo held the confession record in his hand and asked with some confusion.
"Whether the bomb was installed by others is something that should be left to Officer Megure!"
Mochizuki smiled slightly and glanced at Hirota Masami, who had been silent since just now. If the girl from Osaka was right, after the three of Monkyo Saori and others left, three others also went to the shrine warehouse.
There were two men in black and a girl about the same age as Xiaolan. The appearance of the three of them was very conspicuous.
There was a burly man wearing sunglasses, one with flowing silver hair, and the remaining one, a girl with short brown hair.
There are not many unique tourists like this on this small island. Mochizuki happened to see a brown-haired girl next to Detective Hirota.
Thinking again about her identity, Zhu Xingda's girlfriend, those people are most likely from that organization. Mochizuki doesn't intend to meddle in other people's affairs, so this matter should be left to the police.
"Moses Moses!"
Mochizuki got up from the bed in confusion, took the phone from the bedside lamp, and connected it without looking at it.
A month has passed since the Mermaid Island incident, and the Metropolitan Police finally settled the matter with murder.
Not to mention the news, even the case files did not record the discovery of the bomb in the warehouse.
"Officer Mochizuki, I am Qingshui, do you remember me?"
A sweet and soft voice came from the phone, and Mochizuki suddenly woke up.
"Miss Qingshui, is that what you want?"
Wangyue thought about it for a long time, but couldn't help but ask. She had contacted the heir of Nishan Temple several times, but the other party had been vague and refused to sell the temple to her.
During this time, she was ready to give up and plan to investigate other suitable places, but she didn't expect that the other party called again.
"I'm in front of your house now. If it's convenient, can we talk in person?"
There was a hint of sobs in the Qingshui people's voices, and it could be heard that the other party had just cried, and there was a strange man's voice coming from beside her, as if he had been comforting her not to be sad.
Mochizuki jumped out of bed, grabbed a piece of clothing, and ran to the door with bare feet to check.
Qingshui and others were nestling in the arms of a tall man, who was wiping her tears awkwardly.
"Ms. Qingshui, and this gentleman, please come inside."
Mochizuki asked the two of them to sit on the sofa, then took tissues from the cabinet next to them and handed them to Qingshui who had been crying.
"Who is this?"
Seeing that the tea on the coffee table was almost cold, the two of them were crying and wiping endlessly, so Mochizuki had no choice but to interrupt them shamelessly.
"I'm sorry, this is your business card."
The man in a black suit with a serious face took out a business card from his arms and handed it over.
The person accompanying Qingshui and the others was none other than her legendary fiancé. Judging from the look and behavior of the two of them, something good must be coming soon.
"Everyone is here to ask Officer Mochizuki for help. Of course, the temple you want can be transferred to you. There is still room for negotiation on the price."
The man gently patted Qingshui's shoulders, and the latter finally raised his head, revealing a pair of red eyes that were crying.
"This is the land survey map of Shanni Temple. Next to it is the land transfer contract. Miss Wangyue can take a look at it first."
Qingshui and others gathered their energy, took out various certificates from the bags they carried, and spread them all on the table.
It is obvious that Shanni Temple is ready to be sold.
"If you don't have any problems, we can go through the transfer now and the money can be paid in a few days."
After everyone in Qingshui finished speaking, tears kept flowing down, and they threw themselves into the man's arms and huddled up.
Mochizuki raised her eyebrows. She didn't take advantage of them or coerce them. If she really didn't want to sell, she wouldn't say anything. Why bother?
"Officer Mochizuki, the truth is this. Grandpa Zhuren's case was sentenced by the procuratorate a few days ago. Fortunately, he was not sentenced to death, but the prison where he was held has big problems."
"He is an old man who cannot do anything except chanting sutras. He is often bullied by other people in the prison. When I accompanied others to see him, several of his teeth were knocked out. If this continues, his life will not be guaranteed. So can you please help me?"
"Our family has no familiar friends here, and we can't think of any other way at the moment, so I can only ask you."
The man bowed deeply to Mochizuki, and the Qingshui people sitting beside him almost knelt down in front of Mochizuki.
Change prison?
Mochizuki picked up the contract on the coffee table and examined it carefully. This was not difficult for her. She just had to think carefully about how to facilitate this matter without letting others know that she did it.
Otherwise, the matter of her using power for personal gain to change someone she knew to prison would probably have to be put on the desk of the White Horse Police Chief early tomorrow morning.
"I don't know which prison you want to change to. You have to know that there are many places where prisoners are held in Tokyo alone."
Mochizuki read the contract carefully and found that there was basically nothing wrong with it. All he needed to do was sign it.
"This is it!"
Qingshui and others looked at the man as if asking for help. She didn't understand these things at all. If her grandfather hadn't killed Zhongnian, she would never have been able to get close to these places in her life.
"What about Asahikawa Prison? If not, Sugamo Prison will be fine too."
The man coughed slightly. These are the two most famous prisons in Japan. It is said that some of the fallen dignitaries are imprisoned in them. In addition to the lack of freedom, various living indicators are better than the best nursing homes outside.
If the old man could be moved to these two prisons, he could eat fast and chant Buddha there in peace, and everyone wouldn't have to suffer so much.
Mochizuki rolled her eyes and just wanted to give the other party a big mouth. You think you control 90% of Japan's wealth, how dare you be so arrogant.
I am afraid that the only way to get into these two prisons is to ask the White Horse Police Director. She really has no choice.
"How about Hatoyama Prison? It contains prisoners who are related to the Metropolitan Police Department. Monk Tianyong will not be hurt at all. The facilities inside are also very good, which is suitable for him to cultivate his character."
Mochizuki took out her mobile phone, selected some pictures from the Internet, and handed them to Qingshui and others.
This prison was newly built, there were not many prisoners inside, and the conditions were okay. The most important thing was that it was easier for her to intervene.
This prison is directly under the management of the public security, and she happens to have an acquaintance!
