The Tokyo Police Journey Begins with the Ability to See Evil Thoughts

"I don't have anything to say..."

Sato Jiro's face showed no emotion, his eyes remained vacant, and he simply stretched out his hands calmly, his tone revealing no trace of panic:

"If the two officers believe that my father did not commit suicide but was murdered, or suspect that I am the murderer, they can arrest me now."

Muheyou immediately prepared to handcuff him: "Then please, Mr. Sato, come with us..."

"Wait a minute, let me talk to him."

Kamiya Gen stepped forward and stopped her.

It's not that I think the killer is someone else; after all, among all the people present, Sato Jiro's evil intentions are most like those of the killer.

But Kamiya Gen had seen many prisoners, and this was the first time he had encountered someone as calm as Sato Jiro—of course, the previous madman was not included.

This made him suspicious of what gave Sato Jiro the confidence that even if he were arrested, he would not be convicted in the end.

If Sato Jiro is indeed brought back to the police station, given the situation, an application for DNA testing should be submitted.

The process was both cumbersome and time-consuming. Kamiya Gen was already entangled in this case, and he seriously suspected that if things continued like this, he wouldn't be able to get a proper rest today.

"I'd like to ask, Mr. Sato, how do you view your father?" Kamiya Gen asked, his gaze fixed intently on the other man.

This surprised Sato Jiro. He looked up at Kamiya Gen and prepared to reply.

However, his wife, standing beside him, spoke first in defense of her husband, her words coming out very quickly:

"It couldn't have been Jiro! He's been taking care of Father the whole time he's been sick for over a year. You can ask any of the neighbors! How could Jiro do something like this? We only earn so little combined each month, we can't even afford to have children, all our savings have gone to Father's medical bills... Come to think of it, it's clearly you guys making wild guesses here, Father committed suicide!"

"Huimi...stop talking."

Sato Jiro sighed helplessly, stopping his wife's incessant nagging, and then said,

"Officer, I don't really have much to say about my father. He raised me for so many years, and I will naturally do my duty. In the past year or so, I have spent too much on my father's medical expenses. To be honest... I couldn't hold on any longer. So when I saw my father leave, I felt both heartbroken and somewhat relieved."

Upon hearing this, Sato Jiro's wife turned pale, looked at her husband, bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately chose not to speak.

"You slept on the first floor last night, didn't you hear anything at all?" Kamiya Gen continued to ask.

Sato Jiro turned to look at his wife, a look of indescribable pain on his face, and slowly said:

"Hye-mi is a deep sleeper... she probably didn't hear anything. As for me..."

"What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything."

Sato Jiro seemed a little dizzy. He pulled over a low stool and sat down, clutching his hair tightly at his temples with both hands. His voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

"I did nothing... I just listened to my father write with pen and paper, then listened to him wrap the rope around the roof beam, and finally listened to his soft sobs."

"Writing?" Kamiya Gen turned to the forensic pathologist. "You didn't search this room?"

"We've searched extensively... but we haven't found anything like a suicide note," the forensic doctor replied hastily, looking embarrassed.

At this moment, Muheyou had already pulled a page of paper out from under the old man's pillow.

She handed it to Kamiya Gen, and then found a notebook from another place where the old man had written before his death. After flipping through it and comparing it, she was full of surprise.

Kamiya Gen knew her feelings well. The case, which was originally determined to be a "homicide," was suddenly found to contain a suicide note, which was bound to cause confusion.

"Judging by the handwriting... it really was written by the deceased, so why...?"

Muheyou murmured, beginning to doubt her own reasoning.

"Now the evidence is conclusive!" Upon seeing the suicide note, Sato's wife immediately perked up, her previously tense nerves completely relaxing as she raised her voice.

"My father committed suicide; it had absolutely nothing to do with Jiro!"

She now understands that her husband likely tacitly accepted her father's suicide last night, and although it's hard to believe, she has no choice but to accept it.

After all, as Sato Jiro said, the two of them had already reached their breaking point.

Kamiya Gen ignored her words, took the evidence bag handed to him by the forensic doctor, put the suicide note inside, and then said to Sato Jiro:

"Mr. Sato, we can request DNA testing. If this suicide note was written by your father, then it must only contain his fingerprints..."

"I bought all of my father's notebooks for him, so it's normal that they have my fingerprints on them, right?" Sato Jiro said.

—This is really troublesome…

Kamiya Gen was now considering taking the wallet back from Muhe Yu's pocket.

Ultimately, fingerprint extraction from this house is meaningless—the murderer and the victim lived together for years, and the family's fingerprints were everywhere.

Now, with the addition of the suicide note as "ironclad evidence," the situation has become even more complicated.

Kamiya Gen could guess that this case would eventually be closed due to insufficient evidence.

Where exactly is the problem?

As he pondered, he carefully examined the man before him.

Sato Jiro was thin and listless, with a particularly noticeable bald patch on his head, which looked as if it had been barely covered with some kind of hairline pencil, and the edges still showed some unnatural patches of color.

"Didn't Mr. Sato wash his hair when he came back last night?"

Kamiya Gen asked a question that seemed inexplicable to others.

"Uh...yes, I got off work too late yesterday. Speaking of which, I was supposed to go to work today too, but then this happened with my father..."

"Should we apply for a DNA test?" Muheyou leaned closer and whispered in Kamiya Gen's ear.

However, he shook his head and walked to the window to open it.

On the street, Inspector Ohno was setting up a cordon, and neighbors were already gathering in twos and threes.

It looks like this place will soon be completely surrounded.

"What do you think? I think we should take him back to the police station first, and then we can take it slow..." Muheyou leaned closer again.

"It's no use. This man isn't easy to interrogate. Given the current circumstances, the case will likely end up being closed as a suicide."

"What should we do then...?"

Muheyou was getting a little anxious.

In her view, the ligature marks alone proved that this was definitely not a suicide case.

There were only three people present; either Sato Jiro did it, or his wife did.

Based on suspicion, motive, and ability, the culprit can only be Sato Jiro.

Kamiya Gen didn't look at her; instead, he kept an eye on the situation on the street.

In fact, just now, he had already found enough evidence to convict Sato Jiro.

However, listening to the neighbors pleading for the Sato couple and saying that it was definitely not their fault, and looking at the crooked handwriting on the suicide note in his hand, Kamiya Gen didn't know what to do for a moment.

After a long silence, he sighed:

"Inspector Kihachi, I have no choice. How about we just close the case here?"