Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

Chapter 1265 The Pervert Murderer

Everyone was puzzled.

Yuya looked at Takagi Wataru: "Officer Takagi, are the things you asked me to prepare ready?"

Takagi Wataru nodded, and a police officer next to him quickly brought over a marker pen with the cap removed and a bottle of nail polish remover, handing them to Yuya.

Inspector Megure watched this scene with a question mark appearing above his head: You little brat, you're secretly ordering my subordinates around again!

Yuya held up a marker and showed his palm to everyone: "As everyone knows, if you don't put the cap back on the marker properly, the ink will dry and get stuck in the tip, and you won't be able to write."

He then drew a circle on his palm, and indeed no trace of writing was left.

“But,” Yu put down his pen, picked up the pen cap, poured some nail polish remover into it, then inserted the marker. A few seconds later, he pulled it out again, opened his palm to write, and suddenly remembered something. He said to Sera Masumi next to him, “Sera-san, come here for a second.”

"Huh? Are you calling me?" Sera Masumi asked, puzzled, but she still came over.

"Open your hand."

Sera Masumi did as she was told.

Yu also picked up a pen and drew a circle on her palm, leaving a black circle.

Sera Masumi: ? ? ? She looked up, bewildered, at Yuya—wait, why aren't you using your own hands?

Seeing her shocked look, Yu explained, "This thing is hard to wash."

Sera Masumi remained silent.

Yu also said, "There is a special chemical substance in nail polish remover that can dissolve the solidified ink on the pen tip, so that you can write again."

Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to Sera Masumi's hand.

The latter had no choice but to open his palm outwards so that everyone could see the dark circle.

"Really!" someone exclaimed.

Inspector Megure suddenly realized: "So, that stain on the ground was left by the nail polish remover the murderer poured out of the pen cap?"

Yuya nodded slightly: "That's right, Ms. Rimi is a model, so it's normal for her to have nail polish remover in her personal belongings, right?"

Satomi Sekizawa paused for a moment, "Yes, but..." She looked at her manager, hesitated, and said, "I usually keep my bag with Mr. Kushiyama."

Kushiyama's expression visibly changed.

Yuya continued, "You knew that someone would definitely ask Rimi for an autograph at the birthday party, so you deliberately took out a marker that couldn't write, just to let everyone know that the marker you were holding couldn't write."

"That way, when people see the words above the victim's head, they won't suspect you."

"Just tell Mr. Kushiyama that wearing glow-in-the-dark glasses will definitely make Ms. Rimi happy, and then you can find the victim's head in the dark."

Inspector Megure looked at Kushiyama and asked in a deep voice, "Is that so, Mr. Kushiyama?"

Kushiyama looked extremely uncomfortable, but forced a smile and said, "Even if your reasoning makes sense, I was on the phone right next to him at the time. How could I possibly poison Mr. Citi's cake?"

Inspector Megure also realized this, looking at Yuya with a probing gaze: "Yeah, Kamiya, how did the culprit poison him? It's impossible for him to have sprinkled poison on Mr. Citi's cake right under his nose, is it?"

"That's right!" Seeing someone backing him up, Kushiyama immediately became defiant, sticking out his neck and shouting, "Then tell me, how did I poison him? Can you tell me!"

Yu also glanced at him indifferently. You're really brave, kid. Fine, I'll grant your wish.

He calmly said, "The murderer didn't poison Mr. Citi's cake, but his own."

Inspector Megure was bewildered: "You mean the murderer poured poison on his own cake and then swapped cakes with the victim? How is that possible!"

Yuya walked to the table and glanced to the side. A police officer immediately brought over two plates of cake with two strawberries on them.

Yu also placed the two plates of cake, then pointed to the cake in front of her and said, "This piece is Mr. Kushiyama's," and pointed to the one next to her, "and this piece is the victim, Mr. Citi."

"At that time, while Mr. Citi and Ms. Satomi were talking, Mr. Kushiyama pretended to get up to answer the phone and took the opportunity..."

Yuya pretended to stand up, and one of her hands "accidentally" touched the cake that belonged to Huaqi Junrui, causing the strawberries on it to bend.

Everyone realized what was happening, and Takagi Wataru said, "The strawberry was messed up, so Mr. Citi swapped his cake with the murderer's?"

Inspector Megure was somewhat puzzled. Although the victim was so insistent that she would throw a tantrum at the waiter if the cutlery wasn't placed parallel, she would indeed be bothered by the strawberries being crooked. However, under normal circumstances, one could simply ask the staff to replace them.

Yuya: "Under normal circumstances, that would be acceptable, but he recently issued an apology for throwing his knife and fork at the waiter. He's probably afraid people will say he's just looking for trouble again because the strawberry was crooked."

He then looked at Kushiyama and said, "So, the victim swapped his cake with Mr. Kushiyama's, and you clearly said that you didn't touch the cake, but the strawberries on your cake were crooked. That's the evidence."

Kushiyama's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly argued, "I really did leave my seat because a phone call came in. My phone kept ringing, and I had no choice but to answer it. Am I right, Kanzawa?" He looked at Kanzawa Rimi for help.

The latter hesitated before saying, "That's right..."

Yu said unhurriedly, "I guess you dialed the test call number, right? It will automatically call back in a few seconds to test if the phone's call is working. If you time it right, you can receive the automatically called back before the victim eats the cake, and then use the method you just described to switch the two cakes."

Otherwise, could you explain who called you? Or should we check the call logs?

Kushiyama's face turned pale instantly upon recognizing him.

If he hadn't been suspected, the police might not have checked his communication records, but since Yu said that, the police would definitely have verified it, and that would have exposed him directly!

Kushiyama's silence was tantamount to an admission of his crimes.

Satomi Sekizawa was shocked and confused: "Mr. Kushiyama, why did you do this?"

She didn't understand; the conflict between the two of them wasn't serious enough to warrant murder, was it?

Kushiyama opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Yuya glanced at him and said quietly, "If I'm not mistaken, those things that Ms. Rimi lost were probably taken by Mr. Kushiyama, right?"

Kushiyama's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of terror—the terror of death.

Something missing? Everyone was taken aback. Had Sekizawa Rimi lost something?

Suddenly, everyone remembered that Yumi Sekizawa had once said that her sister had indeed lost some things, all of which were worthless and unimportant.

It's just those lost things: the unfinished drinks, the uneaten pastries...

The way everyone looked at Kushiyama became increasingly strange.

This behavior sounds like that of a pervert!