October 21, 10 a.m.
Police Headquarters.
Head of Criminal Investigation Division's office.
"Did he really say that?"
Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at Nakamura Shinichi standing before him.
"Yes, it seems his love for his wife runs deep; his eyes were red. If we can't catch the murderer soon, he's likely to hold a grudge against Police Headquarters for life," Nakamura Shinichi nodded in response.
Normally, Aoyama Xiu Xin wouldn't need to intervene in a standard murder case; Nakamura Shinichi could handle it on his own. However, since the victim's relative was a political figure like Shimura Ao, he needed to notify Aoyama Xiu Xin.
Aoyama Xiu Xin snorted disdainfully and leaned back in his chair, "Bring him to my office; I want to question him personally."
He had already been displeased watching this old geezer criticize the police force day in and day out.
Today would be a good chance to set things straight.
"Got it!" Nakamura Shinichi turned and left.
