"I still can't understand why you want to throw coins into Kengo Oto." Fingerprint identification takes some time, but Mizumatsu still refuses to give up making things difficult for Shimizu High-Privacy Policy.

"I think I'm very clear. Originally, that guy Oto didn't want to compete with me, so I forced his hand to get rid of his game and threw another coin, otherwise he might have left directly." Shimizu Takasato explained helplessly.

He also asked to put the surveillance again and pointed to the movement inside and explained.

To be honest, because it is the surveillance of the entire hall, mainly for anti-theft rather than cheating, the picture is very blurry. After Shimizu Takabo and Odo Kengo overlap, the clarity is about 20 to 30 pixels horizontally and vertically, and it is not very real to see.

However, under the explanation of Shimizu Takao, we can slowly understand the movements of the two. Shimizu Takao pretended to be close to his neck, and then forced his hand to Kengo Otomizu and put coins on him.

"But you just told your conversation, it's not like you were forcing a fight!" Mizumatsu asked again. What Shishui Gaobao said just now was a war like thunder and earth fire.

"Because I admit that I was pestering others to compete, I was embarrassed, so I lie a little... "Zhishui Gaobao touched his head embarrassedly.

"Can you do not tell the truth when the police ask? " Mizumatsu shook his head. This Shishui High-Privacy Policy was full of problems, but he was able to get back all of them. It would be better to say that he is suspicious than to say that he is too adaptable.

"You'd better think about it now, if there are any other things you've hidden from the police."

"Absolutely nothing." Zhishui Gao Bao said confidently.

"Then let me confirm that you are fighting Kengo Odo. He is using the character Caesar, you are using the character Silver Wolf, right?" Mizumatsu confirmed.

"Yes, this is the two of us who are best at using." Shimizu Takabo confirmed.

"You confirm again, don't make a mistake, you are using Silver Wolf, and Odo Kengo uses Caesar, right?" Mizumatsu asked again.

"I..." Shishui's eyes flashed for a moment. It seemed that they were really thinking seriously. As for what they were thinking, they didn't know.

"You don't need to ask, Seiba." Judy, who had been quiet for a while, spoke again: "The two of them are hidden wolves with rice flowers, and the other is the Cassia of the Cupo. These two of them are now wearing watches, so it is impossible to be wrong."

I don’t know if it was Mizumatsu’s illusion, but what Judy said seemed to be a little clearer.

"That's right." Judy's words had blocked the retreat of Shishui High-Purchase, so Shishui High-Purchase directly confirmed.

"Then you were beaten by Kengo Odo, and you couldn't resist, right?"

"Yes, it's embarrassing, right?"

"Confirm again, you're..."

"Don't confirm such a shameful thing again!" Shishui Takaobao directly interrupted Mizumatsu's words.

"Okay, if something goes wrong, I won't be responsible." Mizumatsu didn't force it, or it would be more beneficial to him.

"Suddenly he stopped moving again, and you didn't move either, so he got a tie, right?"

"right."

"You only found out that he was killed after the game was over, right?"

"right."

"You didn't notice anything abnormal before the game, right?"

"right."

"Okay, let's go downstairs now. My colleagues just tinkered with something interesting." Mizumatsu said, taking everyone out first.

Taking advantage of the moment he was walking in front, the moon in the water pressed his temple without any trace. This was his habit of having a headache every time.

When I went downstairs, Mizumatsu heard a disharmonious sound, the rhythm was similar to everyone's pace, it sounded like scratching the blackboard, but it was more like knocking.

Looking back, no one made any small moves, but the sound was not from Shishui Takabo.

"What's wrong?" Mizumatsu suddenly turned around and scared everyone.

"It's okay." Mizumatsu shook his head, maybe he heard it wrong.

At this time, the fingerprint identification results of the extra coin in the coin box also came out.

The verification of fingerprints did not bring any surprises. Zhishui Gaobao did not lie. The extra coin was stuck to his fingerprint.

However, Mizumatsu did not place any hope for fingerprint verification. He wanted to see how Shimizu High-Power could turn the tables after Yamamoto Yasuya and the others figuring out.

"Police Department, read it out!" There was a group of people downstairs surrounding the machine, among which was a police officer Yamamoto Yasuya. He saw Mizumama's sharp eyes and waved his hand excitedly.

When I walked in, I found that a laptop computer was connected to a game console with a certain type of data cable.

Coincidentally, Yamamoto Yamamoto is a talent in electronics, which is very rare in the Metropolitan Police Department where computer technology is generally backward.

For example, Officer Meguro, who can't even turn on the computer, is Mikako Sato, who can turn on the computer but can't turn off the computer.

There is no problem with turning on and off the computer, but Takagi that I often don’t know when I am operating.

Mizumatsu had no problem with the operation, but the higher-level things were blinded.

For example, last time I talked to Bingjiu in the organization, and as I talked, Mizumatsu would just be merciful.

Yamamoto Yamamoto is a rare master, not as good as a hacker, but also at the level of a technician. He had told Mizumama before that he could try to mention something called "log" in the game console.

Regarding the log, Yamamoto Yamamoto's explanation is that it is a detailed record of the program when it is running, and some programs will save this.

Therefore, after obtaining the consent of the boss of the video game center, Mizumatsu asked him to retrieve the log.

Now looking at his appearance, this log should have been extracted successfully.

It turned out that the laptop was directly turned on. Mizumatsu flipped the content above, and Yamamoto Yasuya stood aside and explained the content above to him.

"What is that?" I wonder if there is a ghost in my heart, Shishui Gaobao asked loudly.

"Of course it's a good thing. This records all the operation records of this machine." Mizumashita said hehe: "Zhishui High-Privacy Policy, guess how do you remember it above?"

"This is impossible. How could there be a log on it? Are you cheating me, right? Don't waste your time!" Zhishui Gaobao shook his head, not believing in everything in front of him.

Mizumatsu gave Yamamoto Yamamoto a look and signaled him to explain, because Mizumatsu could not explain this.

"Yes, normally, because it will take up memory and cause more stuttering of the game, most games have no logging to ensure smoothness."

"But," Yamamoto Yasuya changed his tone: "This fighting game has just appeared for a while. In order to obtain more operational data to improve, the program automatically records the "log" every day, and then clears it at night while automatically sending the logs."

"Why is this?" Zhishui Gaobao seemed very unhappy. No, it was more than just unhappy.

"Let me see... If Yamamoto didn't fool me, this record should indicate that the last game of this machine was Silver Wolf?" Yasuya Yamamoto read the machine used by Kengo Oto.

Zhishui Gaobao didn't speak, grinding his teeth.

"And then in operation... the machine shows that there is almost no operation, only a large number of output signals and a small and weak input signals."

This new fighting game console has already taken shape as a somatosensory game. It is not operated with a handle, but the sensors staying on the hands and feet transmit the movement back.

At the same time, if the characters in the game are beaten, the sensor will also pass on the weakened feeling to the player. This is why there is a saying in the previous article that this kind of game is realistic and can easily cause heart disease.

More output and less input means that the player has almost no operation, but is meant to be beaten, while a small amount of but weak input should be the slight movement after being beaten.

"We shouldn't have made a mistake in the game console? Is this actually the one you used?" Mizumatsu pretended not to know and looked at Shishui Gaobao mockingly.

After breathing a deep breath, Shishui Gaobao said directly: "Yes, I lied again. We exchanged game characters, and then I crushed him. Isn't it okay?" Shishui Gaobao gave up and said, "Yes, it's the one I killed, but you can only find the evidence of my lying and can't find the evidence of my murder. What's the point!"

Mizumatsu looked at Shishui Gaobao with contempt, as if he was disdainful of his tricks.

"Mr. Izumi, can I take a few steps?" Mizumatsu turned to ask the clerk to leave the island.

"Ah? Ah, no problem." I was stunned when I got out of the island, thinking why did this suddenly get involved with me? But I still felt like I had walked a few steps.

Because I was too nervous, my steps were crooked as if I could not walk anyway.

But what Mizumaki wanted was not his beautiful steps, but he just confirmed that the strange sound he heard before was on the soles of his shoes.

Not only Mizumatsuki, at least half of the people heard something strange about the soles of Izumaki, including Izumaki now staring at their soles.

"What are you doing when you are stunned? Take it down and take a look!" Mizumatsu urged.

"Don't move!" Sada Gen jumped out again. Since it was something Mizumaki named, you must not let the island touch it with your hands to avoid sticking your fingerprints.

I slowly lifted the right foot of the island with my gloves, and saw a cigarette, a piece of chewing gum, and a piece of chewing gum wrapper and...

"Poison needle!" Sada Gen exclaimed. He saw a steel needle with a cold light stuck in the stomped cigarette. He subconsciously thought that this was the weapon of Poison Killing Fuji Kengo.

"What? Poison needle!" Of course, no one can keep calm when a normal person hears a poison needle under his feet. Including the island, the island is so scared that if Sada Gen was not holding his feet, he could fly out directly.

"Don't move, I'll take it down for you!" Sada Gen said dissatisfiedly. The gloves he was wearing were not pricked. If it was really a poisonous needle, he would be finished when he was taken. Listen to the description of this thing in the autopsy department, if he was poisoned, he would be gged if he couldn't survive the hospital.

After taking off the poison needle and cigarette gum, he had already put it in the gum wrapper and carefully put it into the evidence bag. Only then did Sada Gen hand over the things to Mizumatsu.

Mizumatsu was holding something and shaking in front of Shishui Gaobao: "This structure is very interesting. By the way, I seem to have been seeing someone chewing gum."

"Police officer, take a look!" Zhishui High-Support Plan succeeded and took out his own chewing gum and cigarette box: "Whether it is cigarette or chewing gum, it seems mine is different from these, right?"

Mizumatsu glanced at the surveillance camera on the ceiling. Because it was hidden, if the store owner didn't say it, if he didn't look carefully, he would think it was a smoke detector for firefighting.

"You said, did you take a photo of someone picking up gum and cigarettes thrown by someone from the ashtray?" Mizumaki looked at Shimizuki in a narrow-minded manner.

"How do I know? If you suspect me, please take a look at whether there is my fingerprint on it." Shishui High School finally didn't dare to look at Mizumatsu.

"When three people went up to watch the surveillance, it was not easy to watch this time." Mizumatsu first directed his men to go up to the surveillance to find clues, and then answered the words of Shishui Hi-Puo: "It seems that you are very confident. Obviously you touched it without using your fingertips, but do you think there are palm lines on it?"

"Palmprint?" Zhishui Gaobao was stunned.

"Look at your own palms, have you found lines similar to fingerprints?" Mizumatsu shook his hand and pointed his palm at Shishui Gaobao: "Most people only know that everyone's fingerprints are different, but few people know that palm lines and foot lines are unique, and can also be used as evidence to identify identity."

"Since you didn't use your fingertips to get it, how did you hold it? Hold it in your hand? Clip it with your fingers?" Mizumatsu asked step by step as he talked to himself: "Think carefully, have you ever touched this thing on your palms, especially where the palm lines are clear?"

Zhishui High-Preserve low his smart head that never admits defeat. He could not remember whether he had encountered it. Coupled with the verbal interference from Mizuki, he felt that his flaws had finally come, and stopped talking nonsense and admitted his crimes.

As for the motivation, the person who investigated his sister did not need to explain it, and the person who investigated his sister also sent back the news. It turned out that his sister and Kengo Oto were not in good condition after living together. Because Kengo Oto was very hard, he finally became blind due to malnutrition and other factors. Now he was lying on the hospital bed and Kengo Oto seemed to not remember this person.

Seeing that Shishui Takasato was finally taken away, Mizumatsu let out a long sigh.

"The landscape, the mud looks like a rich, heavy, and unfavorable." Judy asked suddenly.

It took a while for Mizumatsu to understand Judy's meaning and explained: "It's hard to say whether he can be found in the surveillance monitoring, at least that palm print, haha..."

"Is it the filmmaker's horse?" Judy asked. As the FBI searcher, she knew what was going on, but she still pretended to be stupid.

Because Xiaolan and Yuanzi were listening and showing curious eyes, Mizuma Yueming knew that Judy was pretending to be stupid and didn't mind explaining: "The palm lines do exist, and they are indeed different from each other, but they are more difficult to identify than fingerprints, with a lower success rate, and the adhesion of the palm lines is not as high as the fingerprints and is clear. After being stepped on the soles of the clerk for so long, something has been worn out long ago."
Chapter completed!