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

"Yes, I'm looking to rent a place. Kamiya-kun always complains about how inconvenient the dorm kitchen is. I've looked at several places with kitchens, and they're all a good size. The best one is a bit far from home, but it's a bit inconvenient to drive to and from get off work every day..."

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Kamiya Gen abruptly raised his hand to interrupt Muhe You, his mind a complete mess.

He stared at the calm face of the person opposite him, unable to come to his senses for a long time. He couldn't understand how they had suddenly jumped to the point of "renting a room together".

Isn't this development a bit too outrageous?

"What's wrong, Kamiya-kun? What's bothering you?"

Seeing his flustered appearance, Mu Heyou tilted her head slightly, a hint of unnoticed confusion in her eyes, as if she were just talking about a perfectly ordinary work arrangement.

"The police station dormitory renovation will take more than half a year, and staying in a hotel is inconvenient. You always complain about the dormitory kitchen being unusable. A shared apartment can solve these problems perfectly. What's wrong with that?"

Kamiya Gen opened his mouth, about to say, "What kind of image would it be if the two of us, a single man and a single woman, shared an apartment?", when the office landline rang.

Muheyou went over and answered the call, saying that someone had ordered food from the front desk on the first floor and it had arrived.

"I'll go downstairs to get the beef rice first. Kamiya-kun can wait here."

After saying that, she ran downstairs and returned a short while later, carrying two lunch boxes.

He walked back to the table, pushed one of the dishes in front of Kamiya Gen, and casually placed disposable chopsticks and a bowl of miso soup next to him:

"Let's eat first. We've been busy all night, so we need to fill our stomachs before thinking about the case. I specially asked the restaurant to add eggs."

"Well--"

Kamiya Gen sat down in response, not detecting the slightest embarrassment in her tone or expression. He opened his lunchbox and asked, "You just mentioned this rental thing... have you talked to your aunt about it?"

"No." Mu Heyou shook her head. "I'm not a little kid anymore. Why would I need to tell her these things? What... do you think I look that young?"

She remembered how Kamiya Gen had mocked her figure, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"That's not what I meant."

Kamiya Gen sighed helplessly, picked up his lunchbox and ate, but in his mind he was calculating the feasibility of this matter.

Indeed... there is a possibility that it is feasible. Then, the next day, he was taken to Kyoto by someone who came from nowhere, tied up, and forced to bow his head and admit his mistake in front of that person.

Perhaps Mikiko Konaga would offer a sum of money, like tens of millions or hundreds of millions of yen, saying she wanted to stay away from her daughter, and then refuse, saying something like "we truly love each other."

Ugh... How melodramatic! I'd better just accept the money and achieve financial freedom. Then I can enter the stock market and become Japan's richest person within five years. By then, the Muhe family might be in ruins.

If he then turned around and said something like "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential," the Muheyou family wouldn't even understand it because of their cultural background. Clearly, he hadn't hit the mark when trying to show off.

Wait... let's jump back a bit. This is too soft. I don't need to take that money at all. Sooner or later, I'll definitely become a great person.

Only those who earn their money through their own hard work and personal ability will truly earn respect. Thinking this way, I should still accept that ten million today; it's a huge sum of money... How can these guys make money selling fake watches? Should I also start a side business?

Let me pay off my student loan first. Another six months will be enough. By then, I'll have made it to the rank of police inspector, and my entire monthly salary will be in my own hands...

Kamiya Gen was lost in thought and didn't notice Mukayu's condition for a moment.

It wasn't until the other person waved their hand in front of his eyes that he finally snapped out of his daze.

"Why is Kamiya-kun always spacing out?"

"I was thinking about this case... Okay, I was thinking about renting a place, like you mentioned. Isn't it a bit too fast? Don't you think it's inappropriate for the two of us to be renting a place together?"

"What's wrong with that? Everyone has their own room. I don't think you're that old-fashioned, like my mother."

With her mouth full of beef rice, Muheyou's speech was somewhat muffled, "Also, this rigidity is just an act, isn't it? You can even take women to hotels..."

"If you ask me to repeat myself, that's an informant, and there's this talk of being old-fashioned and stuff. I'm not old-fashioned, I'm just considering..."

"What are you considering?"

"Never mind, it's alright."

Kamiya Gen remained silent and continued eating with his head down.

Seeing him shoveling rice into his mouth and avoiding the main point, Muheyou gently tapped her chopsticks against the edge of the lunchbox, making a crisp clicking sound, which forcefully pulled his wandering thoughts back.

"I think you're overthinking it."

She took a tissue and wiped her mouth before saying, "I've only looked at two-bedroom apartments. There are two separate bedrooms on the left and right sides after entering the front door, each with its own lock. The living room and kitchen are in the middle, and the bathroom is also separate, so there won't be any inconveniences. The one I mentioned earlier that was in a remote area was just a backup option. The one I liked first was only two kilometers away from the police station, which is just a short walk away. I just didn't mention it first because I was afraid you would think I was being too deliberate."

Upon hearing this, Kamiya Gen almost spat out the beef rice he was eating.

He glanced up at Muhe You across from him, raised an eyebrow, and teased, "So Inspector Muhe You already knew the apartment layout and location all along, just waiting for my approval? During the day you were all giving me the cold shoulder and avoiding me without saying a word, but you've already found a place to share with?"

Muheyou refused to back down: "I was just looking around! The police station dormitory will be renovated for more than half a year, and it's not convenient to stay in a hotel. It just so happens that you also need it, so I'm just asking for company. If you don't want to, that's fine. I can just rent one myself."

"I didn't say I was unwilling."

Kamiya Gen laughed, put down his chopsticks, and looked at her stubborn expression. Most of the messy, dramatic thoughts in his mind dissipated. "It's just that I think it's a bit too fast. We were still giving each other the cold shoulder just yesterday, and today we're discussing sharing an apartment. Who knows what the people at the police station will say if word gets out? Besides, if your mother knew that her precious daughter was sharing an apartment with a lowly policeman like me, wouldn't she bring her men and storm Tokyo right away?"

"I can make my own decisions, it's none of her business."

Mu Heyou frowned, a hint of resentment in her eyes. "A clear conscience fears no accusation. We're just roommates and colleagues. Let people say what they want. Why are you so afraid of this little bit of gossip?"

Just as Kamiya Gen was about to retort, a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind, and the chopsticks in his hand abruptly stopped in mid-air.

"What's wrong?" Muheyou asked.

Kamiya Genichi slammed his fist on the table and said, "In Morishita Kyoko's previous statement, she said that she returned to the factory at 1 a.m. on the night of the incident to retrieve a client contract she had left in the office. But at that time, according to the HR manager, the factory's archives and administrative offices would have been locked long ago. The only security guard on duty who had a key to the entire building was given the day off by Sakaguchi Akihiro. She couldn't possibly have entered the office. What contract could she have retrieved?"

Mu Heyou hadn't expected him to suddenly steer the conversation towards the case, but she still picked up the thread and asked, "What do you think?"

"She's been lying from the very beginning," Kamiya Gen said seriously.

"Then, shall we go and interrogate them first?"

Muheyou frowned as she looked at the beef rice she had barely eaten.

Kamiya Genichiro continued eating with his chopsticks: "How could that be? I'll finish eating and rest for a while before going. That's just what I was thinking. I'm not the kind of person who can't distinguish between what's important and what's urgent."

"This...you're being a bit strange, steer the conversation towards the case all of a sudden, but please continue eating slowly..."

……

Half an hour later, in the interrogation room.

"Pata—"

After a sharp crack, the pale interrogation light shone down from above. Kyoko Morishita remained in the same sitting position, but the bloodshot eyes were more pronounced than before.

Hearing the door open, she merely raised her eyes slightly to see that it was Kamiya Gen and Kiha Yu who walked in, then quickly lowered her gaze again without any further reaction, as if she had already expected them to come again.

Kamiya Gen pulled up a chair across the table and sat down, not rushing to speak, his gaze fixed intently on her. (Wood)

Heyou spread the notebook out on the table, holding a pen: "Ms. Morishita, we're giving you one last chance. What exactly did you do in the factory between 1 a.m. and 4 a.m. on the night of the incident?"

Kyoko Morishita's fingertips twitched almost imperceptibly, and she repeated her previous explanation: "As I said before, I just went back to the factory to retrieve a client contract that I left in the office. After retrieving it, I stayed in the break room and did nothing else."

"We have verified that on the night of the incident, the security guard on duty at the factory was given the day off by Akihiro Sakaguchi. All the doors to the administrative offices and archives in the entire factory area were locked. The only key to the entire building was in Akihiro Sakaguchi's hands. You couldn't get into the office at all. What contract could you possibly get? Ms. Morishita, you are still lying."

Upon hearing this, Kyoko Morishita's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she still gritted her teeth and refused to relent, simply repeating with her eyes lowered:

"I was just doing what the president told me to do; I knew nothing else."

—That's what she says again. Whenever she encounters a difficult question to answer, she says this.

Thinking this, Kamiya Gen said irritably:

"Ms. Morishita, don't try to be strong. We just came from the detention room. Sakaguchi Akihiro has confessed to everything. He admitted that he killed the man, from drugging Sakaguchi Kenta to destroying the body, to faking the accident scene and bribing the police. He took all the blame himself."

Kyoko Morishita's body jolted, and she abruptly raised her head. A look of disbelief flashed in her eyes, which was then covered by a faint sense of relief.

Her lips moved, and after a long pause, she uttered a soft sentence: "I understand."

There was no panic, no questioning, not even the slightest surprise, only a sense of peace that came from a heart that had been hanging in suspense for so long finally settling down.

Muheyou frowned and pressed, "Is that all you have to say? Sakaguchi Akihiro has already confessed to the murder, don't you have anything to add? In his statement, he said that he did everything by himself and that you were completely unaware of the whole thing, is that true?"

Kyoko Morishita lowered her eyes again, and no matter how much Yuzuki pressed her for answers, she only repeated the same sentence:

"The president did everything. I didn't know anything. I just did what he told me to do."

In the time that followed, no matter how much the two pressed her for answers, or how much "evidence" and flaws they presented, Kyoko Morishita refused to give a second word.

He simply kept his mouth tightly shut, his head bowed, maintaining the same posture as before, like a stone.

A dozen minutes later, the two walked out of the interrogation room, and the iron door closed again.

Muhe You frowned as she looked at Kamiya Gen, her tone grave: "Something's not right. There's definitely something wrong with her."

"Something's not right, but why is it so difficult to interrogate? By the way, is there anything I can do?" Kamiya Gen asked.

Upon hearing him say this, Muheyou immediately replied:

"That's absolutely not allowed! Don't try to use underhanded methods behind my back. By the time I find out, it will be too late. If you do this again, I will really punish you according to the procedures."

In previous cases, Kamiya Gen had secretly used methods on the criminals several times when she was not around. By the time Kiha Yu returned, it was too late, and the two had argued about it many times.

Moreover, her so-called "punishment according to procedure" is definitely not just empty talk.

Previously, when Muhe Yu was an assistant police inspector, those documents were handed to Sakamoto. The latter knew that some things were essential when investigating a case, so he only gave Kamiya Gen a symbolic scolding.

But now, Muheyou's level is higher than before... Of course, that's not the point. The point is that she said last time that if there is a next time, she will definitely not let Kamiya Gen get away with it so easily.

"Is it necessary...? Following the normal procedure, you wouldn't be able to find anything out. Logically, you should have taken that factory manager away by now. It's against procedure for us to drag this out. He's already confessed. If you don't let me use any methods, how am I supposed to proceed?"

Kamiya Gen said speechlessly, feeling that partnering with her was really tiring.

If Inspector Takeuchi had been here, the searchlights probably wouldn't have been turned off even once when these people were brought to the police station.

How incredibly unlucky must I be to have taken on this job and been busy until now...?

As the two were locked in a stalemate, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor. A young patrolman ran over, stood at attention, and saluted the two: "Inspector Kamiya, Inspector Kihachi, Sakaguchi Akihiro in the detention room has been making a scene, repeatedly demanding to see the officer in charge of the case. No matter how we try to persuade him, it's no use."

"You've got him under control?" Kamiya Gen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, the suspect in the serious crime was locked in the restraint chair the whole time and there were no problems, except that he was very agitated." The patrolman replied immediately.

Kamiya Gen and Kiha Yu exchanged a glance, then started walking towards the detention room.

Through the observation window on the detention cell door, one could clearly see Akihiro Sakaguchi strapped to a metal restraint chair in the center of the room, repeatedly pounding on the armrests of the chair and shouting things like he wanted to see a police officer and find a lawyer.

Upon seeing the two approach, the officers on duty immediately opened the door to the detention cell.

As soon as the two entered, Akihiro Sakaguchi's gaze was fixed on Gen Kamiya, and he immediately questioned him:

"Officer Kamiya, I've confessed to everything. I killed the person. I've explained the crime, the motive, and the evidence. According to procedure, I should have been transferred to a detention center long ago. Why are you keeping me here? This is illegal detention!"

"process?"

Kamiya Gen pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him. "Mr. Sakaguchi, if you want to go through the proper procedures, you have to tell us the truth first. There is only one reason why you are being held here now—you are concealing the truth about the case."

"What nonsense am I talking about? I'm telling the truth!" Sakaguchi Akihiro's voice suddenly rose. "I killed that person, I have nothing to hide!"

"The truth?"

Kamiya Gen chuckled and placed the forensic report on the small table in front of him. "Then explain yourself clearly. The final forensic report shows that the actual time of death of the deceased, Sakaguchi Kenta, was a full six hours earlier than the time of the crime you stated in your confession. How did you manage to get into an argument with him and accidentally kill him six hours after he had already died?"

Sakaguchi Akihiro's gaze swept over the printed words on the report, his mouth opened, but he didn't say anything in rebuttal.

Kamiya Gen gave him no breathing room and continued, "And the murder weapon. You said you killed Sakaguchi Kenta with a steel pipe, but the forensic examination showed that the fatal wound was caused by a steel tool less than two centimeters in diameter, which doesn't match the injury marks from the steel pipe at all. Mr. Sakaguchi, you can even get the murder weapon wrong. How much of your confession is true?"

"Can't I remember wrong?" Sakaguchi Akihiro immediately replied, but his tone was much weaker than before. "Even if I remembered the murder weapon wrong, I still killed the person, and that can't be changed."

"Can't it change?"

Kamiya Gen looked at him and finally pierced through the thin veil that he cared about most, "Then tell me again, from 1 a.m. to 4 a.m. on the night of the incident, Kyoko Morishita was in the factory area the whole time. What was she doing for four hours? In your fabricated statement, everything was done by you alone. You desperately tried to exonerate her, even taking on heavy work like moving the body and operating the milling machine yourself. Akihiro Sakaguchi, who are you taking the blame for? I don't need to spell it out for you, do I?"

Upon hearing this, Akihiro Sakaguchi stopped patting the armrest abruptly.

"You think you can protect her by taking all the blame? Let me tell you, even if you insist on admitting everything, the police can't close the case based solely on your flawed statement."

Kamiya Gen's voice remained calm, yet every word struck at his weak spot: "Morishita Kyoko stayed in the factory area for four hours on the night of the incident, which was clearly captured by the surveillance cameras. She will always be the key person involved in this case. The more you resist, the more the investigation will focus on her. When the time comes, we will follow the chain of evidence to dig out all the traces of her crime. She won't even be able to get a mitigating circumstance of excessive self-defense; she will only be convicted of intentional homicide."

Noticing that Sakaguchi Akihiro's mood had loosened up a bit, Kamiya Gen seized the opportunity and said:

"You're not protecting her, you're pushing her to the brink of death."

The detention cell fell silent instantly, with only the ticking of the second hand on the wall clock.

Sakaguchi Akihiro leaned back in the restraint chair, his eyes lowered, and remained silent for a long time. When he looked up again, the intense anger he had felt earlier had completely dissipated.

He looked at Kamiya Gen and asked, "If I tell her the truth, can you really get her a lighter sentence?"

"The law only considers the facts and circumstances."

Kamiya Gen didn't give him empty promises, but calmly replied, "But if you continue to lie, you'll only deprive her of any chance to fight back."

Sakaguchi Akihiro closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he said to Kamiya Gen:

"Could you please turn off the recording equipment, officer?"

……

"He said I did it all?"

In the interrogation room, Kyoko Morishita looked at the transcript handed to her by Gen Kamiya with disbelief on her face.

In the document, Akihiro Sakaguchi recanted all his previous confessions, pinning the murder entirely on her. From drugging Kenta Sakaguchi at the beginning, to killing him, and then destroying the body and faking the accident scene, the record clearly states that it was all orchestrated by Kyoko Morishita.

As for Akihiro Sakaguchi himself, he only helped cover up the crimes because he didn't want his business to run into trouble.

She even added a sentence saying that Kyoko Morishita had long been colluding with Kenta Sakaguchi, and that the two fell out over the division of spoils, which led her to kill him.

Kyoko Morishita's fingers gripped the few pages of paper tightly, the edges of which were wrinkled and fuzzy from her squeezing.

She scanned the cold, printed words line by line, her eyes widening. Her previously calm eyes were suddenly filled with disbelief and astonishment, which was then overwhelmed by a chilling aura and anger.

"Impossible...impossible..."

She shook her head, the notepad in her hand rustling as she spoke. "He wouldn't say that... He promised me..."

Sitting opposite him, Kamiya Gen spoke at the opportune moment, his tone highly suggestive:

"Nothing is impossible, Ms. Morishita. Sakaguchi Akihiro has confessed everything. He said that you forced him from the beginning, and now he doesn't want to take the blame for you anymore. He just wants to get leniency. After all, nobody wants to bear the serious crime of murder for nothing, right?"

These words were like a match, completely igniting the emotions that Kyoko Morishita had been suppressing for a long time.

She suddenly raised her head, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally fell. But they were not the timid, ingratiating tears she had shed before; instead, they were tears of anger and resentment at being betrayed.

Finally, she slammed the notepad onto the table, her voice rising abruptly, trembling with tears yet each word clear:

"He's lying! He's talking complete nonsense! He didn't kill the person, but I didn't orchestrate it either! That bastard deserves to die!"

Muheyou paused for a moment, holding the pen, and then immediately spoke:

"Explain clearly, what exactly happened on the night of the incident?"

Kyoko Morishita's chest heaved violently; her emotions, betrayed at this moment, completely broke down.

"Kenta Sakaguchi is a complete scoundrel! The company president has supported him for half his life and filled countless gambling debts for him, and not only does he not know how to be grateful, he also keeps staring at me!"

I was so stupid, how could I have liked that jerk... After we broke up, he went abroad, and I thought I'd never see him again, but who knew he'd come back two weeks ago!

Her voice trembled violently, yet she spoke with increasing urgency, her eyes surging with barely suppressed hatred.

"After he came back, his gambling addiction didn't change, and he owed another 80 million in high-interest loans. Not only did he force the company president to pay back the money, but he also threatened me with those photos that he had tricked me into taking a long time ago. He said that if I didn't stay with him, he would send the photos to the people in the factory and expose the company president's counterfeit watch business to the police, ruining the company president's reputation and sending him to jail for life!"

"On the night of the incident, he barged into the factory drunk, cornered me in the secret processing workshop, made those unreasonable demands, and even tried to assault me!"

Kyoko Morishita's voice instantly filled with extreme fear, as if she were back in that factory late at night, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"He slapped the pre-printed report materials in my face, saying that if he shouted, the entire factory would be shut down by the police, and the president's life would be over! I was driven to the brink of desperation, and when I saw the calibration tools on the table next to me, I impulsively picked them up and smashed them on his head..."

At this point, she completely broke down, burying her face in her arms and sobbing uncontrollably.

"I didn't mean to... I really didn't mean to kill him... I just wanted him to stop... By the time I realized what was happening, he was already dead... I was terrified and could only call the president. When the president arrived, he told me to leave first, saying he would take responsibility for everything and protect me... I thought he really would... I thought he wouldn't push me out of the picture..."

In the end, her voice was reduced to intermittent sobs; her previous unyielding and refusal to speak had vanished, replaced only by the despair and helplessness of betrayal.

"So this family... these two brothers, neither of them are good people! I've wasted so many years of my youth on this dog. The younger brother is a psychopath, and the older brother is the same..."

Muheyou's hand holding the pen didn't stop; she quickly recorded her confession word for word.

Kamiya Gen and she exchanged a glance, then Kamiya Gen addressed the distraught Morishita Kyoko:

"So, does that mean you've confessed?"

"I plead guilty..."

"Sign this statement," said Kamiya Gen, presenting the statement prepared by Muheyou.

Seeing this, Kyoko Morishita had no choice but to sign it.

"Alright, then I'll throw away Sakaguchi Akihiro's portion."

Afterwards, Kamiya Gen took back the two transcripts, tore up Sakaguchi Akihiro's copy, and threw it into the nearby trash can.

Kyoko Morishita abruptly looked up at him, her eyes blurry with tears, her face filled with astonishment. She froze on the spot, unable to process what she had just heard for a long time: "Officer... this is...?"

"First of all, Ms. Morishita, it's impossible for you to hide this. We have plenty of time to waste; it's just a matter of whether you confess sooner or later."

Kamiya Gen held up one finger and continued, "But the timing of your confession is a major factor in determining how long your sentence can be reduced later, and whether you confessed voluntarily... Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand..." Kyoko Morishita nodded.

"Alright, we'll be leaving now. Someone will take you to the detention center in a bit. Also, Ms. Morishita, Sakaguchi Akihiro did not betray you. The reason I wanted to tell you this is that I don't want you two to go to jail while you still hold a grudge against him."

As Kamiya Gen spoke, he picked up the documents and followed Kiha Yuzu out of the interrogation room.

……

One o'clock in the morning, at the entrance of the police station.

Mu Heyou, holding the newly organized case file, still had a slight frown on her brow, and said:

"Today's case also had some procedural irregularities... It's okay to make a 'fake statement,' but you can't turn off the surveillance."

Kamiya Gen smiled, his tone nonchalant:

"If we follow your standard procedures and drag this out, once the detention period is up, one of them will stubbornly take the blame while the other refuses to speak out. In the end, the real culprit will not be convicted, and the one who took the blame will serve more than ten years in prison for nothing. That would truly be a disgrace to the word 'police'."

Muheyou opened her mouth, but didn't say anything in rebuttal.

She had to admit that although Kamiya Gen's method was unconventional, it precisely hit the nail on the head regarding the case.

In less than a short while, they completely broke through what was originally an impenetrable barrier of testimony and obtained a complete and legal chain of evidence.

After Sakaguchi Akihiro said he would turn off the surveillance, the two made a fake statement—the same one Morishita had seen earlier—mainly to provoke her and make her confess.

That's why Kamiya Genzai said that Sakaguchi Akihiro really didn't betray her.

If this case continues to drag on, the final outcome for the two of them will definitely be much worse than it is now.

Just then, two blinding headlights turned from the street corner and came to a steady stop in front of the police station—it was a detention center escort vehicle.

The car door opened, and two uniformed police officers strode over, standing at attention and saluting the two men.

"Inspector Kamiya, Inspector Kihachi, we've come to pick up the suspect."

Kamiya Gen nodded and gestured with his chin toward the police officer on duty behind him.

Soon, footsteps came from the direction of the detention room, and Sakaguchi Akihiro and Morishita Kyoko were escorted out separately.

Sakaguchi Akihiro's hair was still messy, and the bloodshot eyes hadn't faded, but he was no longer as agitated and flustered as before, and he was much calmer.

He spotted Kyoko Morishita walking ahead at a glance, paused, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a very soft sigh.

Kyoko Morishita also heard the noise and instinctively turned around to look.

The moment their eyes met, the hatred in her eyes vanished, leaving only a complex mix of guilt and bitterness. She gently shook her head at Sakaguchi Akihiro without saying a word.

The two did not exchange any further words before the police officers led them to the front and back compartments of the escort vehicle, respectively.

The car door slammed shut, the escort vehicle slowly started moving, its headlights piercing the night, and it quickly disappeared around the corner.

Kamiya Gen leaned against a pillar at the entrance of the police station, watching the direction the car had disappeared, and clicked his tongue softly.

"Speaking of which, these two were really unlucky to run into a gambler who was rotten to the core."

"The law will give them a fair judgment."

Holding the case file, Muheyou said calmly, "Morishita Kyoko's actions constituted excessive self-defense. She voluntarily surrendered herself to the police, and the deceased was largely at fault. The prosecution will most likely recommend a suspended sentence. As for Sakaguchi Akihiro, his charges of harboring a criminal, fabricating evidence, and illegally operating a counterfeit trademark business, combined with his voluntary cooperation with the investigation and good attitude in admitting his guilt, should not result in a heavy sentence."

Hearing her say that, Kamiya Gen stretched and was about to walk to the car, saying indifferently:

"Never mind, I'm going back to rest. I'm exhausted. And it turns out..."

"Prove what?"

"It proves that I am better than you, and it also proves that your style of handling cases according to rules and regulations just doesn't work. You'd better listen to what I have to say, Inspector Kihashi," said Gen Kamiya.