Mikuriya Shouta pursed his lips. "Then there’s another even more terrifying possibility, Ishida Koyun bribed Nakai to destroy the recording, but did not want to reveal his own involvent, so he lured the completely unguarded Sakurai Ze to the evidence storage, then followed closely behind, pretending to track Sakurai Ze as he entered the evidence storage."
"Then he shot Sakurai Ze, destroyed the recording, and used the other party’s gun to injure himself. With the surveillance as evidence, he not only achieved his purpose but also pinned the destruction of the recording on Sakurai Ze."
If that indeed was the case, beneath Ishida Koyun’s calm exterior could lie a vicious heart.
"It’s not beyond the realm of possibility," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded slowly, pondering. "To uncover what truly happened that year, only Nakai Feiniao knows the truth. Go check where he is living now."
Ishida Koyun, who now was faithful to his family, neither greedy nor lecherous, seed quite beyond reproach on the surface, so one had to scrutinize his past mistakes. If the truth was as Mikuriya Shouta had speculated, finding evidence would beco a knife to slay Ishida Koyun.
"Hey!" Mikuriya Shouta replied, then posed a suggestion, "Minister, I think we could install bugs or miniature spy caras in Sakurai Riri’s hospital room. It is no secret that Ishida Koyun and Sakurai Ze had a deep relationship, and caring for Sakurai Riri for so many years indicates that he has been bearing the tornt of guilt. The more suppressed his feelings, the more he will want to confide, but such matters he could never tell anyone, so he might likely confess and seek absolution to Sakurai Riri, a foolishly infatuated person, in order to alleviate his inner pain."
With Ishida Koyun now exhibiting an affable and amiable persona, and having never indulged in decadence, where then did his repressed negative emotions go?
It was quite likely delivered onto Sakurai Riri, hence his weekly visits to the psychiatric hospital to see her.
Equivalent to undergoing a session of psychological therapy every week.
"Makes sense," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded in agreent with the idea, "Leave this task to you as well."
"Hey!" Mikuriya Shouta turned and left.
.........
In the evening, Kudou Misaki returned ho, took a bath, changed out of her police uniform into a glamorous and figure-hugging pencil skirt, grabbed her bag, and prepared to head out.
"Going out again? Won’t be coming back again?"
Kudou Tatsuo watched the scene and asked indifferently.
"Yeah."
Kudou Misaki replied without turning her head.
Then she slipped into her high heels, slamd the door, and left.
"Clang!"
"Slut."
Kudou Tatsuo muttered darkly.
He got up, walked to the window, and saw his wife drive out of the garage; he quickly left the house, got into his car, and followed.
Finally stopping near a hotel, he watched Kudou Misaki get out of the car and enter the hotel, then Kudou Tatsuo turned on so of the latest police surveillance equipnt in the car.
It could record while, ensuring playback was possible even if one wasn’t in front of the machine, preventing any missing of key information — an indispensable item for catching a cheater.
Of course, it had its flaws: it was range-limited, which was precisely why he had to follow her in the car.
Kudou Tatsuo put on the headphones.
The listener had already been installed by him into Kudou Misaki’s handphone the previous night while she was passed out drunk.
This way, it would be easy to grasp so evidence of Kudou Misaki’s illegal and criminal activities, then expose her to public and let her suffer complete ruin, losing everything she has!
Energized, Kudou Tatsuo sat in the car continuing the surveillance, listening to his wife laughing and chatting with a bunch of n and won; hearing his wife flirtatiously talking dirty with a man; hearing his wife’s seductive moans and gasps in bed, he listened... listened until he couldn’t stand it any longer...
In a mont of excitent, Kudou Tatsuo couldn’t help but relieve himself. After shaking with a shudder, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, cursing, "Slut!"
In the hotel, after the deed, the man left, leaving Kudou Misaki alone overnight in the hotel.
Just when Kudou Tatsuo was planning to end the surveillance, a jarring phone ringtone ca through, causing his movent to remove his headphones to halt, and he continued to listen.
"Mosi Mosi?" Kudou Misaki answered the call.
"Sis, you’re still up at this hour?"
Kudou Misaki had a younger brother nad Iwamoto Shigeru.
"Cut the crap, what is it?" Just by her tone, it was clear Kudou Misaki was not fond of this younger brother.
"Well, sis... I just accidentally killed soone again, soone has probably called the cops, you have to help , I don’t want to go to jail or get shot." Iwamoto Shigeru spoke about the murder without a hint of panic.
Instantly furious, Kudou Misaki exploded, "How did you kill soone again? Do you know how much trouble it is for to clean up after you? Iwamoto Shigeru, can’t you have a little consideration for my difficulties, always causing trouble!"
"Ah, sis, I didn’t want to, it just happened in the fight, I got carried away and didn’t think too much." Iwamoto Shigeru complained and then playfully whined, "Ask my brother-in-law for help."
"Your brother-in-law? He’s even worse than ..."
"Who’s talking about that loser Kudou!" Iwamoto Shigeru interrupted Kudou Misaki with disdain, chuckling, "I’m talking about Fujimoto Takayoshi, Fujimoto brother-in-law."
Kudou Tatsuo listened, his face turning ashen. When he and Kudou Misaki first got married, he hadn’t spared any effort to help this little brother-in-law, this whole family were ingrates!
"Whose relatives are you calling out of nowhere?" Kudou Misaki scolded, then asked, "What exactly happened?"
"I was at the bar with friends tonight, got into a little conflict with a guy, things got physical, and I ended up killing him. I ran away imdiately, but with so many people at the bar, surely soone called the police."
"What’s the na of the bar, and how many people were involved in the fight?" Kudou Misaki asked coldly.
"The bar is called xx Bar, and there were five of us who got involved. I stabbed him to death with one knife, I took the knife with , still have it on , didn’t throw it away."
"Lay low for now, don’t show your face. I’ll handle this matter, but this is the last ti. Don’t expect to help you again!" Kudou Misaki warned viciously.
"Alright, alright, I got it, this is definitely the last ti, thanks, sis. Gotta hang up now."
Iwamoto Shigeru sounded nonchalant.
Then Kudou Misaki started making calls to find out which police station and which officer were in charge of the bar murder case that night. After arranging a eting and explaining her intentions with promises, she persuaded the officer to help destroy the surveillance footage from the bar to cover up her brother’s murder, and to pin the cri on soone else among the fighters who lacked backing.
Faced with Kudou Misaki’s substantial reward, the officer in charge didn’t hesitate a bit before agreeing.
Having listened and recorded the entire process, Kudou Tatsuo turned off the surveillance, a grim, sardonic smile spreading across his face. Bitch, you’re done for this ti!
After this case is wrapped up, he would release tonight’s recording, and Kudou Misaki can await her prison sentence for shielding a criminal and obstructing judicial justice.
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