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"Yeah, after that time, I felt she had feelings for me." Shota was a little shy, seemingly embarrassed by his words, and lowered his head to continue:
"After my interview, I waited for her outside the building to get off work. We chatted for a while, and I have to say, it felt like it was destiny."
"Excuse me for interrupting," Shirakawa Natsumi asked, "So, how did your interview go?"
"It didn't meet the company's requirements." Shota lowered his head awkwardly. "So I found a job as a car washer nearby."
"Then when she gets off work, I'll leave work with her and go home together. In the morning, I'll wait for her at the door of her apartment."
"Our relationship was built up little by little in this way."
"Later on, she said that her family had arranged for her to marry a senior executive at her company and that she was willing to elope with me, so I brought her to my house. This is not imprisonment."
"..." Shirakawa Natsu covered her face with her hands and remained silent.
"Don't you believe me?" Shota keenly noticed the change in his expression and asked cautiously, "I can feel that she loves me."
After a long pause, Shirakawa Natsu lowered her hands and said, "Mr. Shota, you have to believe me, I'm on your side. Have you dated any girls before?"
“This…” Shota hesitated before saying, “No…”
"So you feel that you like each other, what kind of interactions do you usually have, such as where you go on dates?"
"Because she said she was busy with work, going to and from get off work became our dates."
Have you ever said things like "I love you"?
"We are both rather shy, so there's no need to talk about these things."
"..." Shirakawa Natsu covered her face for the third time, gathering her thoughts: "Okay, I understand the details, and I will conduct a thorough investigation."
"This is troublesome." Shota suddenly spoke up as he stood up: "Excuse me, has Miwako come to see me?"
Shirakawa Natsu looked at Hojo Maki.
"To prevent the exchange of statements, you cannot meet until the investigation results are available," Hojo Maki explained with a serious expression.
"Okay, thank you both." Shota nodded, looking relieved.
After leaving the interrogation room, Shirakawa Natsumi and Hojo Maki went into the office together.
As a police assistant, Hojo Maki has a single office, which is not large and is filled with clutter.
"You really think he's innocent?" Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. "To be honest, this is definitely stalker behavior."
“I don’t know either.” Hojo Maki leaned back on the desk. “But I have a feeling he isn’t.”
"Auntie, you're not just attracted to his good looks, are you?" Shirakawa Natsu leaned closer, their bodies only two centimeters apart.
The prisoner, Shota, isn't handsome; he's just shy, and he's nowhere near as good-looking as Shirakawa Natsu.
Hojo Maki frowned slightly upon hearing his words: "Why would you say such a thing?"
"Unconditionally trusting a man like this makes me a little jealous." Shirakawa Natsu leaned closer again.
Of course he knew that although Aunt Mafei was very capable, she was also a very rational person. A rational and mature woman would not get involved with other men casually in order to avoid trouble.
But that didn't stop him from taking the opportunity to flirt with Aunt Ma Fei.
"Yes," Hojo Maki readily admitted, "I can't resist handsome guys, isn't that normal?"
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Although she knew she was being provoked, she still felt a little annoyed.
It felt like when I was having sex with my girlfriend and she suddenly called out another man's name.
Suddenly, Hojo Maki reached out, lifted his chin, and leaned closer.
Shirakawa Natsu thought his aunt was going to kiss him, and stopped when their lips were only a millimeter apart: "If you can find any suspicious points, you can get a small reward in advance."
After she finished speaking, she leaned back, creating some distance between herself and him, and reached for a stack of documents on her desk, handing them to him.
"This is Miwako's information."
"Goodness, so they even provide timely feedback, huh?" Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. This mechanism of dividing rewards into several parts and providing timely feedback in order to motivate people has really been figured out.
"Since it's a small reward, can I slip in a little?" Shirakawa Natsu felt that she would speak particularly bluntly and boldly in front of Aunt Mahi.
Hojo Maki looked at him with a half-smile, sitting on the desk with her legs crossed and one hand propping up her chin.
“Okay, but even if Hiroshi Tokuda gets injured, I can only postpone this case for a maximum of three days before I have to submit all the evidence to the prosecutor’s office.”
"You really agreed?" Bai Chuanxia was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. With just one tap, he could trigger the emergency mission on the Huang Mao app.
"No problem, three days is enough."
He discovered that Aunt Mafei had two sides: a strict mother and a dashing policewoman.
But she can be very bold in front of men she has had sexual relations with.
As Shirakawa Natsu walked out of the police station with the documents in her hand, she suddenly paused, realizing that this matter seemed to be related to Aunt Maki.
Why did it become my own business without me even realizing it?
"Never mind." He banished those thoughts from his mind and took out the documents to look at.
"Ueda Miwako, 26 years old, unmarried."
The woman in the photo is wearing an office lady uniform and is employed by the secretariat of this real estate company.
Although it's called the secretariat, in reality, it's just a job of serving tea and water, and part-time receptionist.
This also indirectly shows that her looks are above average.
Shirakawa Natsu has seen many beautiful women, so she only gave her a 70 out of 100. But with her long hair, office lady uniform, black stockings and high heels, and oval face, she had a bit of a first love vibe.
The document includes an investigation report written by Hojo Maki.
In her initial statement, Miwako denied having a romantic relationship with Shota and stated that Shota's behavior had negatively impacted her life.
Shirakawa Natsu read through all the statements.
The case is clear: Shota bullied Miwako because she was gentle and didn't know how to say no.
This leads to three major misconceptions about life.
This girl has a crush on me.
But Shirakawa Natsu believed in Aunt Maki's judgment; if she said there was a problem, then there must be a problem.
The fact that this matter is now being handed over to him means that if we investigate it using conventional methods, it will be an ironclad case.
However, Aunt Mafei's investigation must adhere to police regulations, and she has always maintained her principles regarding professional ethics.
"We'll have to resort to some extreme measures." Shirakawa Natsu stroked his chin. Normally, he would have already called his brothers over with a single phone call.
But he was also a little embarrassed about this kind of brotherly behavior.
It's evening.
After getting off work, Miwako returned home to her studio apartment near the city center.
The moment she opened the door, a hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth.
Chapter 295 Not much experience
"Waaah!" Miwako tried to cry for help, but the hand covering her lips was strong and powerful, turning her cries for help into sobs.
"Excuse me, please be quiet, or you'll be killed." Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear, her voice hoarse through the mask.
"If you understand, nod and then close your eyes."
Miwako's struggles gradually subsided, and she immediately closed her eyes, nodded, and showed a high degree of cooperation.
Shirakawa Natsu looked strange as she tucked the pistol back into her waistband. She had originally intended to use it as a threat, but now it seemed she wouldn't need to.
Aunt Mafei has already proven that the normal procedures won't work, and knowing that he only has two days, he won't be foolish enough to reinvestigate.
There is no more direct way than asking the person involved directly.
Without a doubt, the "Invisible Man" skill is an amazing stealth ability.
The only drawback is that the duration is only 9 seconds, which sometimes requires him to use blind spots to avoid being monitored and wait for the 60-minute cooldown.
He also decided to quickly strengthen the other organs in his body.
"I...excuse me, may I ask how I should address you?" Miwako kept her eyes tightly closed and spoke in a barely audible voice, afraid of angering the man behind her.
"You can call me Director." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled. "Come in."
He took an eye mask out of his pocket and put it on her eyes.
Miwako cooperated fully and was guided to sit on the sofa.
Shirakawa Natsuya also began to look her over. She was prettier than in the photos, with long hair, an office lady uniform, a pencil skirt, black stockings, and high heels.
Typical office lady attire.
After sitting on the sofa, she automatically puts her feet together at an angle and places her hands on her thighs, adopting a ladylike posture.
Shirakawa Natsumi took out a video camera and deliberately made a "click" sound.
Miwako shuddered. These portable cameras were all too common in the East, mostly appearing in low-budget films.
Considering that the kidnapper claimed to be a director, she already knew what she was about to face.
The only saving grace was that the kidnapper was a lone individual.
"Do you have any questions?" Shirakawa Natsu turned on the camera's audio recording function but did not record anything.
He does have principles, though not many.
There was not much pressure regarding such extraordinary measures.
Because he believed in Aunt Maki, who thought Shota was innocent, then he must be innocent.
Then there must be something wrong with the woman in front of you.
The recording was only for analyzing clues later.
Intentionally making her misunderstand was also to make the subsequent questioning seem reasonable.
A flicker of hesitation crossed Miwako's face: "Would you hurt me?"
“No.” Shirakawa Natsu answered decisively, “You should be able to guess what’s going to happen next. As long as you cooperate, I won’t hurt you. After all, there’s a fundamental difference between burglary and assault in terms of sentencing. Of course, if you don’t cooperate, I don’t mind using violence.”
"Please rest assured." Miwako bent down as if to bow, but immediately realized that it seemed inappropriate, so she sat up straight again: "Director, please give me your instructions, and I will do as you say."
"Okay, do you have a boyfriend?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.
"Boyfriend, me?" Miwako spoke slowly, clearly thinking.
The next second, a sharp, cold blade was pressed against her neck, slicing down her skin.
The cut didn't actually break the skin, but the realistic sensation of it cutting against the skin was chilling.
"Yes, I have a boyfriend, and we're getting engaged soon." Miwako's voice was anxious and trembling with tears. "Please, don't kill me. I'll answer anything."
The knife tip did not stop because of her pleas, but fell as she begged for mercy.
The first button of her white shirt was undone, revealing her fair collarbone and the edge of her flesh-colored bra, with a slight bulge.
"Ueda Miwako, 26 years old, unmarried..."
Shirakawa Natsu slowly read aloud the information he had seen. With each accurate piece of information he read, Miwako's body trembled more.
"I hope the next answer you give will match the information I've gathered."
"Of course, and then the answer is too slow, wasting both of our time. You can guess where the tip of the knife will appear."
Miwako nodded, her whole body trembling.
What's your boyfriend's name?
"Tanaka Taro."
What's your favorite color?
"red."
When did you and your boyfriend meet?
“Before I met him, his father and my mother were classmates, and he introduced him to me.”
"What's the name of the receptionist who's on duty with you today?"
"Hirota Keiko".