Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

Chapter 59: The Truth About the 99.99% Criminal Conviction Rate (Please Read and Vote)
"When the guy heard me mention the old woman, he said it was inconvenient to talk at the door and took me to the roof of the office building."

Mr. Fujimori sneered.
"On the rooftop, he not only admitted that he was a liar, but also said that he had squandered all our 10 million yen. If I wanted to get the money back, I had to cooperate with him."

"Cooperation?" Lingzi was stunned. "He's already admitted that he's a liar, so why cooperate?"

"They're probably collaborating to defraud people," Lin Xiuyi guessed. "He's probably hoping Mr. Fujimori will introduce him to more easy-to-defraud country folk."

"That's right, just as you said," Mr. Fujimori sneered. "That bastard not only didn't return my and my old woman's pension money, he also wanted me to tell him the information of other elderly people in the village so that he could cheat them."

"Hearing this, I couldn't bear it any longer. I took advantage of his back being turned and pulled out a small hammer from my pocket that I had prepared for self-defense and hit him on the head."

"That guy passed out immediately. When I saw the blood on the back of his head, I was most worried that if he woke up and called the police, I would definitely be arrested. Who would take care of me then?"

"So, just as you said, I used the village's method of setting traps for prey and set up a simple trap with fishing line."

"As long as he falls from the rooftop, a height of ten floors, no matter if his head is smashed to pieces or not, no one will doubt that the wound on the back of his head was caused by me."

"In this case, even though I didn't get the money back, I have avenged my wife."

"Why didn't you call the police?" Lingzi couldn't help but ask, "The police will definitely help you get the money back."

"Police? Haha..." Mr. Fujimori laughed as if he had heard something ridiculous. "Son, do you think my old woman has never called the police?"

"Before coming to Tokyo, I found a police report in my wife's bag. It clearly stated that the evidence was insufficient and the police would not file a case."

"Why is this happening?" Lingzi asked in disbelief. "That person obviously cheated more than just your family. If the police just do a little investigation, they'll definitely find something wrong..."

"Mr. Fujimori, the money your wife gave to the scammer must have been in cash, right?" Lin Xiuyi asked.

"Yes, it's all cash," the old man nodded. "She withdrew it from the bank before coming to Tokyo."

"I think the scammer must have asked your wife to obtain the cash specifically," Lin Xiuyi said in a deep voice. "Cash is difficult to trace back to its source. Unless they're caught in the act, it's difficult to convict them."

"In this case, even if the police arrested the scammer and found the money at his residence, they cannot prove that you were the previous owner of the money."

"Even if the case is later sent to the procuratorate, they will send it back for reinvestigation due to insufficient evidence."

"Mom and Dad wouldn't do that!" Reiko, whose parents are both prosecutors, immediately retorted. "They would never let a bad guy go. Japan's criminal conviction rate is as high as 99.99%!"

"Fool, if the police and the procuratorate are really so capable, why are the police criticized as wasteful waste of people's tax money? Aren't these two things contradictory?"

Lin Xiuyi touched his sister's head.
"To become a prosecutor, you must graduate from a prestigious university, and the pass rate is only one in a hundred thousand, and you have to pass numerous exams."

"But if a case goes wrong, the prosecutor will be implicated. At the very least, they'll have to bow and apologize, or be demoted. At worst, they might even lose their job."

"So only cases with sufficient evidence and a perfect chain of evidence will be brought forward by prosecutors for prosecution and conviction."

"If there is insufficient evidence, the case will be sent back to the police station by the procuratorate to collect evidence again, which will undoubtedly increase the workload of the police station."

"As a result, a tacit understanding developed between the police and the procuratorate. For cases they were unsure of, local police would either simply not file them or simply let them rot in the police station."

"If the murderer can't be found, it's considered a suicide. If even the body can't be found, it's considered a missing person. And then there's a different term for missing people: 'kakushi.'" "This is the truth behind Japan's 99.99% criminal conviction rate."

"how so……"

Lingzi's eyes were red and her face was full of helplessness.

The girl's worldview was shocked. If anyone else said this, she would definitely not believe it. But the one who said this was the brother whom Lingzi had trusted the most since childhood.
"Onii-chan, are the things they say on TV and in the newspapers all fake?"

"Some things can't be simply classified as true or false," Lin Xiuyi said, seeing the girl's conflicted expression. He hugged his sister in his arms with a distressed look on his face. "Just like this world, besides light and darkness, there are also dim gray areas."

"Mr. Lin, although you are young, your knowledge is much better than that of us old people," Mr. Fujimori said with a wry smile. "If my wife and I were half as smart as you, we wouldn't have been deceived."

"You should have been calling the hospital where your wife is. The situation there..." Lin Xiuyi hesitated to speak.

"Just before, when I killed that liar, the old woman also died," Mr. Fujimori asked in astonishment. "Lin-san, this is karma, right? I just killed someone, and the old woman died, but why didn't this karma come to me?"

it is as expected……

Lin Xiuyi sighed. When he arrived at the public telephone booth just now and saw the old man at a loss and with a dazed look on his face, he had already guessed that this would be the result.

"Mr. Lin, your skill in making tamagoyaki is very similar to my old lady's. If I could have just one more bite..."

At this point, Mr. Fujimori's face suddenly turned pale. He covered his chest with his hands and pleaded in a hurried tone,

"Lin Sang, after I die, please ask the police to send my ashes back to my hometown. I want to be buried with my wife. Please, please..."

"I promise you," Lin Xiuyi assured, "I will tell them."

Seeing him nod, the old man's face full of pain forced out a smile.
"Thank you, old lady. I came to see you..."

After he finished speaking, Mr. Fujimori lowered his head and remained motionless.

"Onii-chan, grandpa..." Lingzi swallowed, "Is he dead?"

Lin Xiuyi stepped forward and felt the pulse: "Dead, the cause of death should be a heart attack."

This is probably the best outcome for Mr. Fujimori.

He avenged his wife and left this world without much pain.

If there really is a Yellow Spring, this elderly couple with deep affection would definitely meet there.

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(End of this chapter)