Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Chapter 475 Shouldn't we use torture to extract a confession?

“Seeing how much pain he was in, I advised him to turn himself in. Making mistakes is not terrible; what is terrible is not daring to take responsibility.”

"Shin-suke has come to his senses and is willing to plead guilty in hopes of receiving a lighter sentence from the judge."

"As for the previous claim of 'burglary,' it was because I was too heartbroken at the time and didn't see the situation clearly, which led to the misunderstanding."

Horiuchi Shizuka added earnestly,
"Now that the truth has come out, I can finally give my husband an explanation. I hope everyone can give Shin-kai a chance to reform himself, and please stop paying too much attention to my private life so that my husband can rest in peace."

On the television screen, Shinsuke Fuyuyama kept his head down, his hair covering most of his face, and only his slightly trembling shoulders could be seen. He didn't say a word in rebuttal.

As reporters continued to press her for answers, Shizuka Horiuchi, escorted by police, turned and walked into the Metropolitan Police Department, leaving behind only a "strong and kind" silhouette.

The izakaya was quiet except for the noise from the reporters on the television.

Officer Matsumoto's face was ashen, his fists clenched tightly: "That Horiuchi Shizuka! To actually pull this stunt! She's absolving herself completely and pushing all the blame onto Fuyuyama Shinsuke!"

“She was prepared all along.” Lin Xiuyi sneered, her tone full of sarcasm. “She deliberately waited until you started investigating her lover, then immediately brought Fuyuyama Shinsuke to turn herself in. Using the 'accidental mistake' and 'persuading people to do good' act, she disguised herself as a victim and a good person, clearing her name and silencing the media. This woman is indeed shrewd.”

“Why would Shinsuke Fuyuyama be willing to take the blame for murder?” Yukiko tilted her head in confusion, her brown curly hair swaying gently with her movement. “Could he really be the murderer?”

“Not necessarily,” Eri Kisaki shook her head, her eyes full of doubt. “Didn’t you notice? Shinsuke Fuyuyama didn’t say a word the whole time, and when Shizuka Horiuchi mentioned ‘friends,’ he dodged her hand.”

"Perhaps Horiuchi Shizuka used some means to threaten him, or gave him benefits, to make him take the blame for her."

Inspector Samezaki slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with anger: "No matter what, this case is definitely not that simple!"

"Matsumoto, interrogate Fuyuyama Shinsuke immediately tomorrow. You must get the truth out of him!"

"Lin-kun, I would also appreciate your help in analyzing this. Horiuchi Shizuka made this move too hastily; there must be a flaw in it!"

Lin Xiu nodded, her gaze returning to the television.

The camera switched back to the news anchor, praising Horiuchi Shizuka for being "deeply understanding and righteous."

Lin Xiuyi sneered inwardly. The more Horiuchi Shizuka tried to cover it up, the more it showed that she had something to hide. And Fuyuyama Shinsuke might be the key to solving this mystery.

……

The next day, at the invitation of Inspector Samezaki, Hayashi Hideichi came to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Besides him, Eri Kisaki, Yukiko, Kogoro Mouri, and even Reiko and Rei Furuya also came.

Inspector Samezaki was somewhat troubled by this, but there was nothing he could do. He could only remind Eri and the others not to spread information about the case investigation.

Everyone nodded and followed Inspector Samezaki to the monitoring room next to the interrogation room.

The monitoring room is not large, with a huge one-way mirror in the center, and the interrogation room is on the other side of the mirror.

As soon as Kogoro Mouri entered the monitoring room, he eagerly pressed his face against the glass and asked curiously, "Shuichi, can't the people inside really see us?"

"Brother Kogoro, you don't even know this?" Rei Furuya looked speechless, crossed his arms, and explained like a little adult.

"This kind of one-way mirror glass is very common. Many high-end cars use this kind of glass in their windows. You can see clearly from the inside to the outside, but it's like a mirror when you look from the outside to the inside."

"It seems...to be true."

Kogoro Mouri scratched the back of his head, suddenly realizing what was happening. But then he thought about it and realized that he was being lectured by a child who was seven or eight years younger than him.

He immediately felt humiliated, his face darkened, and he raised his hand to punch Furuya Rei.
"I know it myself! I don't need you to remind me, you little brat!"

"Why did you hit me!"

Furuya Rei angrily rubbed his head where he had been punched and took two steps back to distance himself from Kogoro Mouri, muttering, "He clearly doesn't understand, but he won't allow others to say it."

"Alright, stop fooling around," Inspector Samezaki said helplessly, pointing to the surveillance glass. "The interrogation is about to begin, everyone quiet down."

Everyone stopped fooling around and turned their attention to the monitor glass.

A moment later, the interrogation room door was pushed open, and two police officers escorted Shinsuke Fuyuyama in.

He was wearing a gray prison uniform, his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his face was pale and bloodless, and his hands were handcuffed. As soon as he entered the room, he was forced to sit on a specially made interrogation chair, and the metal chain clicked shut, fixing him firmly to the chair.

On the other side of the interrogation table, Inspector Matsumoto and Inspector Megure had been waiting for a long time.

Officer Matsumoto had a serious expression and was holding a thick case file in his hand.
Inspector Megure, holding a cup of hot water, tried to start the conversation in a gentle tone: "Fuyuyama-kun, we know you are still young, and perhaps you made a mistake because you were confused for a moment."

"As long as you explain the details of the incident clearly and cooperate with our investigation, the judge will definitely take that into consideration when sentencing you."

However, Shinsuke Fuyuyama simply lowered his head, resting his chin on his chest, his long bangs obscuring his eyes.

No matter how Officer Matsumoto and Inspector Megure questioned him—from his whereabouts on the night of the incident, to his relationship with Shizuka Horiuchi, to the origin of the handgun that killed Shingo Horiuchi—he remained completely silent, like a silent statue.

Time ticked by, and more than half an hour passed quietly. The only sounds in the interrogation room were the police's questions and Fuyuyama Shinsuke's silence.

The atmosphere in the monitoring room became somewhat somber, and Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but break the silence.
"This kid's stubborn. Should we resort to torture to extract a confession? I've seen it done like that in TV dramas. Just give him a good beating, and even the most stubborn criminal will have to confess!"

"Cough, cough!" Inspector Samezaki suddenly coughed violently, his face somewhat embarrassed. "Mouri-kun, don't talk nonsense! The Metropolitan Police Department has long prohibited torture and forced confessions. We handle cases based entirely on evidence and reasonable interrogation, and we would never use violence to force confessions."

"Huh?" Kogoro Mouri paused, scratching his head with a puzzled look. "But I remember the news saying that the Metropolitan Police Department's rate of forced confessions through torture was as high as..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiu quickly nudged her friend with her elbow and gestured for him to stop talking.

Kogoro Mouri then realized what he had said, swallowed the rest of his sentence, and awkwardly touched his nose.

If you said something like that in the Metropolitan Police Department, wouldn't that be like slapping someone in the face?

(End of this chapter)