"I don't know what you are talking about." Shibo Kahara sat on the chair. Although his hands were not handcuffed like prisoners in movies and TV shows, he felt even more oppressed when he was watched by the police. "What are you frank about? I'm not breaking the law. I just stay at home every day and be a Nitte..."

Shibo Kahara's social skills were suddenly unlocked. In front of the police, he tried his best to prove that he was just a rice insect that was harmless to society. He was arrested and was not a joke. He still had many episodes not to watch.

"Nites shouldn't be illegal. Anyway, with parents supporting me, the only thing I do is to make money from the Internet."

The police in the Morita District were unmoved to take a record and had already investigated it clearly. This otaku is not a supernatural existence, so there is no need to be afraid that the other party will suddenly kill.

"Four days ago, did you go to a comic exhibition in Edogawa?"

The police officer did not arrest him for the sake of online events. When he heard the other party mentioning the comic exhibition in Edogawa District, Shipo Kohara suffocated for a moment and nodded.

“Yes, I’m going there right.”

Is something happening at the comic convention? You don’t have to be arrested if you buy fancies.

"Kyoko, a fourth-year student at Ocean University, was a classmate in the first grade with you, no..."

Before the policeman could speak, Kaora Shibo's brain suddenly became dizzy. He hurriedly shouted: "Kyoko, what's wrong with Kyoko? Did I arrest me because of Kyoko? Is something wrong with Kyoko?"

Shibo Kohara's saliva was flying and splashed on the policeman's face.

Shibao Kahara is just Niet, not stupid, but is still a smart person outside of the dog licking emotions. Otherwise, he would not have used his identity as a man to make the licking dogs on the Internet.

The police officers called themselves over because of Kyoko's affairs, and Kyoko has not sent him a message in the past few days. Another thing is that when he sent Kyoko back to the rental house, Kyoko waved his hand and refused to let him in. These suspicious points are connected to form a complete black fog.

Kyoko, what's wrong?

"Huh?" The police officer frowned. There was no towel in the interrogation room. He had to use his cuffs to wipe off the spit on his face.

"Hey, tell me what's wrong with Kyoko." Yuhara Shibo didn't know where he got the courage, and even dared to roar at the police officers.

Another policeman looked slightly unhappy: "In an apartment rented in your name in the Sumida District, we found the body of Kyoko Nemura..."

Kaora Shibao's heart was cold and Kyoko was dead.

Kyoko is dead...

With the chair he was sitting as the center, the whole world quickly retreated from place to place, endless darkness surged towards him, and he was the only one sitting in the center of the darkness in the boundless world.

"Four days ago, you were the last person to enter and exit the rental house. After you entered the apartment with Kyoko Nemura, you stayed in the room for a long time..."

"No..." Kyoko asked him to wait outside the door for a while, and then handed him a pottery cup he had pinched out by himself. He is still keeping the cup in the room, and he also specially cleared a figure cabinet, and only this cup was placed in the entire cabinet.

"Someone provided us with clues that you had panic after the incident and went out to the park outside the apartment and vomited..."

"No..." He was so panicked that he couldn't even be happy. The cup made by Kyoko himself was the best gift he had ever received, and he didn't go to any park.

"This is a photo of Kyoko's death, I hope you..."

"No! No!! I didn't kill Kyoko! I love her so much, how could I kill Kyoko!"

The policeman outside the interrogation room looked at the roaring creature inside, uncertain whether he had actually caught the assailant, but the witnesses in the other room were convinced.

In another room separated from Kahara Shibo, an uncle who looked like a homeless man sat on a chair, his eyes sometimes dissipated and sometimes focused.

"Eat it, pork chop rice."

The police officer gave the homeless man a takeaway pork chop rice, which is the standard for prisoners of the Island Police Department. The homeless man is not an uncle, but a key point in the breakthrough of this case.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, I'm working hard." The homeless man split his chopsticks and kept delivering food to his mouth.

The pork chop rice specially used for entertainment in the police station tastes very good. It is much better than the pork chop rice that costs several hundred yuan in a roadside restaurant, and the amount is also large. Since the homeless man lost his job because he was old and could not do heavy work, he has never eaten such delicious food again.

"Eat slowly, there is water here."

"well."

After quickly finishing the meal, the homeless man burped with satisfaction, showing his teeth and grinning.

"Brother, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Mr. Ikekawa, I'm here to record it again. Don't be nervous, just tell me the story again. You know, our righteous police officers will not let any bad guy go, but they will not wrongly accuse an ordinary citizen."

"Are you suspicious that I, Ikekawa, are you talking lies?" Ikekawa's expression was very angry.

"It definitely doesn't mean this, but this is a procedure that must be followed. It's definitely not that you don't believe you, please forgive me."

"Okay, then okay, I think about what happened at that time, oh, I have to start from the beginning again." The homeless man Chichuan complained a few times, "It was the day four days ago when I was basking in the sun in the park and waiting for the regular homeless help meals, I saw a chubby guy running out of the building. It was a building that rich people could live in, but this guy didn't look like that kind of high-end product at all, and looked poor."

"Then I saw him." The tramp pulled the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth and showed his bad teeth. "I vomited in the park, just like when I saw dead people in the river, and I wondered if he had done something bad."

"Aren't you there any clues? I'll tell you what I've seen."

"Ah hey." The homeless man suddenly grabbed the pork chop rice and pushed it over, "I will provide you with clues to be witnesses like this. You won't leak my news, right? Listen to your conversation, that fat guy is a murderer. If he has accomplices or something, I'll be done."

"I, a beggar, can't resist their revenge. Bed bugs like us will be killed one day, and you won't care, right?"
Chapter completed!