"It didn't matter if you threw away the ticket, but you probably haven't thrown away the wallet yet." Jiang Xia did not think it was much of a problem. "All those coins in your bag—did you take them from the victim to disguise the Murder Case as a robbery-homicide? If so, there should still be fresh fingerprints on them."
Date Yu's lips moved.
But before he could speak again, Jiang Xia supplied his lines for him: "Considering that you knew the victim and may have had financial dealings with him, it would not be strange for both your fingerprints to be on the money—but unfortunately, you may not have been listening carefully earlier. The clerk on the Minamikawa Line said this was the change she had just given the victim. So her fingerprints are on that money too."
"..."
Thud—
As if the correct password had been entered, Date Yu's stubbornly sealed mouth was finally pried open.
"It was all Utsumi's fault for courting death!" He punched the ground furiously. "That bastard had proof that I was taking kickbacks from pharmacies—when I was making deals with those people, Utsumi secretly recorded videos, then used them to threaten me, saying there were things he needed my help with.
"I asked him what exactly it was, but he refused to say. He only said we could discuss it in detail later... Hah, don't think I didn't know it—the price you don't name is always the most expensive. He was clearly planning to blackmail me for the rest of my life! So I arranged to talk things over with him at that spot in that train, and then..."
And then Doctor Utsumi was gone just like that.
Date Yu was led away by the police, dejected.
The railway officer clearly loved how