Yukiko turned her head in anger and snorted coldly.
At this moment, Misao Yamamura saw Yukiko's face clearly under the light and was stunned. Then, a look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes, and he shouted immediately.
"You, you are the international superstar Yukiko Fujimine! I didn't expect it to be you. I like you the most. It was because I watched your 'Dangerous Policewoman Story' that I determined to become a police officer. I didn't expect to meet you here today; I'm so lucky!"
A look of complacency appeared on Yukiko's face, but she heard Misao Yamamura continue: "I didn't expect the idol I liked in the past to become a murder suspect today, sigh!"
Yukiko's small face collapsed immediately. She came to Yuu Hoshimiya's side aggrievedly, hugged Yuu Hoshimiya's arm, and whispered: "Yuu-kun, I'm being bullied. They all say I'm a murderer. Help me solve the case quickly."
Yuu Hoshimiya patted Yukiko's head and said helplessly: "Told you not to reason blindly..."
"Hehe."
Yukiko stuck out her small pink tongue playfully, her bright smiling eyes shining. She just wanted to act coquettishly with Yuu Hoshimiya, without any worry at all.
She believed Yuu Hoshimiya could definitely help her clear her suspicion. Don't ask why; if she had to say, it was a woman's intuition.
Seeing Yukiko acting like a little girl, thinking of her real age, Yuu Hoshimiya looked strange.
Fortunately, Yukiko had a beautiful face and maintained it very well; she didn't look like a mature woman nearing forty at all, so it wasn't too jarring.
Because of the interaction between the two, Misao Yamamura also discovered Yuu Hoshimiya's existence.
But Yuu Hoshimiya knew Misao Yamamura, while Misao Yamamura, this incompetent inspector, didn't know Yuu Hoshimiya.
He looked puzzled at his subordinate police officers and asked: "Who is this? Why didn't I see him just now?"
As soon as these words came out, let alone those police officers, the others in the Yabuuchi family couldn't help but sigh and cover their foreheads. Is such a police officer really reliable?
"I am Yukiko's friend, accompanying Yukiko back to her hometown to visit her childhood friend Hiromi Yabuuchi... that is, the daughter of the deceased."
Yuu Hoshimiya had no interest in this funny incompetent inspector Misao Yamamura. This guy really had no ability except for taking exams.
Even if he mentioned his relationship with Inspector Megure, Superintendent Matsumoto, and other high-level officials of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Misao Yamamura probably wouldn't know.
Maybe mentioning Kogoro Mouri would be useful; he vaguely remembered that this timid and incompetent inspector was a fan of that muddled detective.
However, even with this relationship added, it wouldn't help the current situation.
In that case, rather than creating more trouble, it was better to introduce himself briefly, then solve this case quickly and spend a good night with Yukiko.
"This case is full of doubts, and Yukiko's deduction cannot withstand scrutiny. To find the truth, more clues are needed."
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled, straightened his collar, didn't give Misao Yamamura time to react, and immediately said after introducing himself: "Please trouble Officer Yamamura to find the murder weapon first. According to the wound, it should be a dagger. Then confirm with the hotel when exactly Machiko Yabuuchi left, how she returned home from the hotel in the county town, and what the means of transportation was?"
At this time, Keiko Yabuuchi said: "Mother drove the family car out; normally she should drive back. Eh, why isn't it in the yard?"
The original parking space in the yard was empty.
Yuu Hoshimiya continued to guide this incompetent inspector to find clues.
"The car is critical; you can look around. As for the dagger, the most suspicious place is the bottom of the well where the body was dumped; you can send someone down to look for it."
"Hai!"
The purely incompetent Misao Yamamura, seeing someone giving him ideas, didn't consider anything else at all, and energetically ordered the surrounding police officers to search for clues according to Yuu Hoshimiya's instructions.
He himself led the team to run outside and began to look for the car.
Yuu Hoshimiya looked at the people standing in the yard and continued to command: "As for you, go back to the room and wait; I believe there will be results soon."
No longer deliberately keeping a low profile, Yuu Hoshimiya immediately displayed powerful personal charm.
Especially when serious, he subconsciously made people admire him, and everyone soon obeyed his command and went to the room.
Yuu Hoshimiya turned to comfort Yukiko who was sulking on the side, gently stroking her beautiful back.
"What's wrong? Angry? This Misao Yamamura has a screw loose in his head; you don't need to lower yourself to his level. With me here, even if you are really a murderer, Yukiko, I will take you out under a hail of bullets."
Yuu Hoshimiya patted his chest, acting like a big man, instantly amusing Yukiko.
"How could I kill someone? Just felt very unhappy being wronged. Yuu-kun, do you know who the murderer is?"
Yukiko looked at Yuu Hoshimiya with sparkling eyes, full of curiosity.
Yuu Hoshimiya leaned close to Yukiko's cute ear, "Mmm, actually I even predicted someone would die..."
Yukiko's eyes immediately lit up, looking extremely surprised.
She hurriedly hugged Yuu Hoshimiya's arm, swayed her body left and right, rubbed her D-cup chest against Yuu Hoshimiya's arm again, her face full of longing.
"Yuu-kun, really? How did you do it? Hey hey, please, tell me~~"
Seeing Yukiko's rogue appearance of not giving up until the goal was achieved, even knowing this international movie queen had such a character, Yuu Hoshimiya couldn't help but have a headache.
Magic, precognition, etc., since Yukiko was not completely one of his own yet, it was naturally inconvenient to tell.
And even if Yuu Hoshimiya said it, before seeing it with her own eyes, Yukiko wouldn't believe it and would definitely think he was deliberately making excuses to perfunctory her.
After thinking for a while, Yuu Hoshimiya thought of a compromise.
He hugged Yukiko's delicate willow waist and whispered in her ear: "The specific reason is complicated and inconvenient to say now, but I can tell you the real culprit of this incident first."
Her sensitive ear was repeatedly teased by Yuu Hoshimiya; even knowing it was to prevent others from hearing, Yukiko couldn't help blushing.
It took a lot of willpower for her not to show an unseemly appearance.
"Mmm, then promise me, after going back, you must tell me how you knew in advance!"
"Don't worry, when the time comes, you won't be able to refuse even if you don't want to know."
Yuu Hoshimiya chuckled, then told Yukiko the name of the real culprit, but didn't say anything else.
Yukiko's face immediately showed surprise, looking incredulous.
"How is that possible? Where did he have time to commit the crime?"
"If you could see through his method, you wouldn't have reasoned blindly and reasoned yourself into a suspect."
Yuu Hoshimiya rolled his eyes and complained about Yukiko, who was bad at it but loved to play.
Yukiko also understood this reason and didn't continue to argue, "What about the evidence?"
"Still looking for it!"
Yukiko immediately patted Yuu Hoshimiya's arm with her hand, scolding angrily: "Still say you're not lying to me; saying he's the murderer without evidence?"
"If there were evidence, I would have just let that incompetent inspector arrest him just now."
Yuu Hoshimiya grabbed Yukiko's restless small hand with one hand, and supported that round and perky buttock with the other, picking her up all at once.
Being held by the opposite sex for the first time, held by the man she liked, joy rushed to Yukiko's heart.
She instantly forgot everything, twisting happily in Yuu Hoshimiya's arms, hugging Yuu Hoshimiya's neck, trying to make the two stick closer.
The police officers on the side were stunned seeing this scene.
This is a murder scene!
The deceased is still lying on the cold ground not yet at peace! This criminal suspect actually started flirting...
If they didn't know Yukiko was an international superstar, plus Yuu Hoshimiya looked like a successful person who shouldn't be messed with, these police officers working overtime late at night and being fed dog food would definitely scold a few words to vent.
With two soft masses on his head, Yuu Hoshimiya slowly raised his head, and a muffled voice came out.
"Yukiko, do you believe I can make the murderer admit he killed without finding evidence?"
Yukiko certainly didn't believe it and said: "Big liar, you are the best at bragging."
Yuu Hoshimiya immediately exerted force with both hands, pinched Yukiko hard, and then said fiercely: "If I can really do it, what do you say?"
Yukiko cried out in pain from being pinched. Hearing Yuu Hoshimiya brag so shamelessly, she couldn't help boasting: "If you can really make the murderer admit it, then afterwards, whatever you want? I'll listen to you!"
"Good, a promise is a promise!" Yuu Hoshimiya put Yukiko down, then walked towards a police officer on the side.
"Go inform Officer Yamamura to come into the room together; I already know what this murder case is about!"
That uniformed police officer had enough dog food long ago; hearing this, he immediately rushed out to find Misao Yamamura.
Then Yuu Hoshimiya walked towards the warehouse. Yukiko hurriedly followed, asking with concern: "Yuu-kun, do you really know what this is about? Don't reason indiscriminately to save me."
Speaking of this, a blush appeared on Yukiko's small face.
Not knowing if it was shame or worry about Yuu Hoshimiya messing around.
Or maybe both.
Yuu Hoshimiya knocked on Yukiko's head gently and said: "You stupid woman, better worry about how to satisfy my request later; you promised me one thing before!"
"Tch!" Yukiko turned her head arrogantly, her small face somewhat flushed.
Anyway, she had made up her mind to be with Yuu Hoshimiya. Although the progress was a bit fast, making her look like a shameless loose woman, she just needed to explain clearly when the time came.
She believed Yuu Hoshimiya could understand and believe her words.
Even if he didn't believe it, when the proof of virginity appeared, with facts in front of him, Yuu Hoshimiya would definitely understand that what she said was true.
As soon as Yuu Hoshimiya arrived in the warehouse, he opened an extremely hidden secret door and took out the letter inside.
"Wow! You found something in the warehouse and didn't tell me; too hateful!"
Yukiko's eyes lit up immediately, and she hurried to grab it, but couldn't reach Yuu Hoshimiya's hand held high.
Those two soft masses constantly hit Yuu Hoshimiya's chest, making his mind sway.
"Alright, stop jumping; the truth will be revealed soon, let's go back to the room!"
After enjoying for a while, Yuu Hoshimiya tucked Yukiko under his arm, and the two walked into the room together.
Yoshifusa Yabuuchi saw the letter in Yuu Hoshimiya's hand, and his face immediately became as dark as ink.
He returned to normal as soon as Yuu Hoshimiya and Yukiko walked into the room.
Not long after, Misao Yamamura rushed in with a group of uniformed police officers.
He was panting, but his eyes were shining: "Mr. Hoshimiya, you, do you really know the truth?"
Misao Yamamura gasped for two breaths and suspected: "Could it be that Ms. Yukiko found her conscience and confessed herself?"
Hearing this, Yukiko flew into a rage again.
"I've told you, this policeman, so many times, I am not the murderer; you really don't know anything!"
Misao Yamamura was frightened by the enraged Yukiko again, curling up his body; this guy was really too timid.
Yuu Hoshimiya smiled and said: "The murderer is indeed not Yukiko; Officer Yamamura, you misunderstood!"
Then he said to Misao Yamamura: "Officer Yamamura, before everything starts, can I ask you for a favor!"
Misao Yamamura immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Hoshimiya, just say whatever request you have; I will definitely do it!"
"Good, to avoid worse things happening later, please trouble you to send a few police officers to guard here tonight, until the lawyer comes to announce the will tomorrow, is that okay?"
Misao Yamamura immediately patted his chest; he wasn't good at handling cases, but he was number one in doing odd jobs.
"No problem, I will watch personally tonight; I definitely won't let other things happen!"
Hearing this, Yoshifusa Yabuuchi's face cleared slightly, looking at Carlos beside him, feeling a little relieved.
Yuu Hoshimiya stood up, then went to the cabinet on the side and opened the cabinet with a crack left.
Everyone's face changed drastically immediately; there was a timed crossbow on it, aiming at Yoshifusa Yabuuchi at the head of the kotatsu.
Keiko Yabuuchi's face immediately became extremely terrified. Yuu Hoshimiya reached out, took out the crossbow and timing device, threw them directly in front of Keiko Yabuuchi, and said with a serious face: "Miss Keiko, these toys are really not very fun!"
Keiko Yabuuchi waved her hands repeatedly saying this wasn't hers, while Yoshifusa Yabuuchi's face immediately became extremely ugly, anger almost spewing out.
"Miss Keiko, just admit it. You don't know how many times you looked here during dinner today. If not for this, I wouldn't have discovered it. Moreover, I also saw traces of many arrow feathers inserted behind the door."
Yuu Hoshimiya pulled out the arrow feather directly, looked at this short arrow feather, and threw it back on the table in front of Keiko Yabuuchi.
"However, this kind of gadget is fine for injuring people, but without poison, killing people might be difficult."
"So, the murderer is Miss Keiko Yabuuchi?" Misao Yamamura's eyes lit up.
The Yabuuchi family members hurriedly scolded Keiko Yabuuchi.
"Keiko, how can you be so muddled? Although Stepmother was not good to us, it wasn't to the point of killing her. At worst, we won't live together in the future."
"Even for inheritance, you shouldn't do such a thing; killing people will be sentenced!"
"Wife, did you really do it?" The yellow-haired man Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi looked incredulous.
Yuu Hoshimiya took the opportunity to say: "If you don't want the situation to get worse, confess truthfully; otherwise, I can't save you either!"
This sentence instantly broke her psychological defense. Keiko Yabuuchi hurriedly said: "I admit, I set up this timed crossbow early in the morning, but I just wanted to scare Uncle, scare him away on the day the inheritance is announced tomorrow. This way, one less person will share the inheritance."
"Because I owe a large sum of usury outside, if the inheritance could be more, it would be enough to pay off the debt without alerting Yoshiyuki."
Keiko Yabuuchi grabbed Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi's pants excitedly and said: "Husband, you have to believe me, I didn't kill Mother. I didn't kill anyone at all; I really just wanted to scare people!"
"Detective Hoshimiya, save me. I didn't kill Mother; after all, we lived together for many years, how could I kill her?" Keiko Yabuuchi knelt down to Yuu Hoshimiya, and her husband beside her also looked at Yuu Hoshimiya pleadingly.
Yuu Hoshimiya heard what he wanted, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "This murder indeed wasn't done by Miss Keiko. As for whether this timed crossbow counts as attempted injury or attempted murder, it will be up to Officer Yamamura to decide."
Hearing Yuu Hoshimiya's words, Keiko Yabuuchi breathed a deep sigh of relief and slumped on the ground.
While others looked at Yuu Hoshimiya with concern.
Yuu Hoshimiya counted the letters in his hand and then said: "The cause of all events this time is inheritance. Yukiko and I were entrusted by Miss Hiromi to investigate whether this uncle who came all the way from Brazil is real."
"The investigation results are out. I must tell everyone that this Mr. Yoshifusa Yabuuchi in front of you is not your real uncle; he is fake."
How is that possible?
The pupils of the Yabuuchi family members contracted continuously, looking completely disbelieving.
Hiromi even shouted.
"But isn't there a spike scar left by a baseball game on Uncle's right foot? How could he be fake!"
Yuu Hoshimiya turned to look at Yukiko, "Yukiko, do you remember the three hints I told you yesterday?"
Yukiko nodded: "Left-handed, martial arts, mixed-race."
Yuu Hoshimiya picked up the old photo of the baseball game thirty years ago found before, "Yes, Yoshifusa Yabuuchi is left-handed, so his baseball glove is on his left hand. Then in the game, Yoshifusa Yabuuchi standing on the base running path was of course on the inner circle, and his left foot was inside the running path, so it was only possible to be stepped on the left foot by the base runner. The scar on the right foot is the first flaw!"
"The second flaw is that this evening, this old man captured Yoshiyuki Yabuuchi as soon as he reached out. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Ask yourself, why would a person who knows Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu spend money to hire a bodyguard? And this bodyguard looks extremely unprofessional, probably never trained, clumsy body!"
"As for mixed-race, everyone please look carefully at the face of this old man and Carlos beside him, pay attention to the details between the eyebrows."
The Yabuuchi family members hurriedly stared at the fat old man and Carlos, and even Misao Yamamura looked over.
Gradually, everyone's eyes lit up.