After Nagai Tatsuya fell asleep, Keisuke looked around the room.
It was a Western-style apartment, quite large, with its own bathroom and kitchen, and plenty of sunlight.
This place was near the shopping street. If no one had died here, renting an apartment like this would cost at least 100,000 yuan per month.
It seemed that the other party's family was quite well-off.
Keisuke Kumiko put down the toolbox, took out a pair of white gloves, and put them on.
What was he doing here?
Of course, he had come to investigate, gather evidence, and—while at it—fabricate some evidence as well.
To accuse someone of a crime, there first had to be a motive.
Don't underestimate the motive; it was crucial because it could establish that the suspect had a "subjective" plan behind everything.
In legal concepts, there is a rule of unity between subjective and objective factors.
If it cannot be proven that the suspect had the subjective intent to commit the crime, in some cases, they cannot be convicted.
Keisuke Kumiko opened the toolbox and saw a bunch of miscellaneous items inside.
There were more than a dozen CDs restricted to those over 18, all related to harassment.
There were several pornographic books also classified for those over 18, all related to harassment.
Small cards restricted for those over 18, game discs restricted for those over 18...
Of course, these things alone could not constitute evidence, but they would become part of the logical chain.
Keisuke Kumiko scattered these items around, hiding them in various places, such as on bookshelves and under the bed.
Additionally, his toolbox also contained common housebreaking tools, such as knives, glass drills, cowhide ropes, and duct tape.
While Nagai Tatsuya was deeply asleep, Keisuke spread out his palms and had him touch each of these items one by one, leaving his prints on them.
Afterward, Keisuke preemptively hid these tools in a bush near Nishitani Miho's house so that the judicial police could easily find them during their search.
This way, the subjective motivation was established.
Someone might ask:
Doing something like this was a complete setup. Would Keisuke feel any psychological burden?
Well, maybe a little? After all, it was his first time committing such a directly illegal act.
After finishing all this, Keisuke Kumiko wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a bit of urgency, and went to the bathroom.
"Eh?"
With a quick glance, he saw a blue-and-white bag next to the toilet with the word "sports" written on the outside.
It was generally unusual to have sports-related bags in the bathroom.
Curious, Keisuke Kumiko opened the bag.
When he saw what was inside, he was slightly stunned, and then, little by little, an interesting expression appeared on his face.
Knives, screwdrivers, duct tape, glass drills… the contents were almost identical to the accessories Keisuke had brought.
Among these tools, Keisuke even saw a bottle of lubricant and a pink box with the word "Durex" written in Japanese katakana.
It seemed there was no need to fabricate evidence at all—this person already had the motive to break in and commit the crime.
"You asked for it."
Now, Keisuke felt absolutely no psychological burden.
He simply grabbed the bag and slung it over his shoulder.
After exiting the bathroom, Keisuke took one last look at Nagai Tatsuya, who was still fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening.
"Are you really so careless that you dare to sleep like this? You have no one else to blame."
Keisuke shrugged and arrogantly walked out of Nagai Tatsuya's apartment.
Of course, before coming here, he had fully prepared himself, ensuring he would leave no traces like fingerprints, footprints, or hairs behind.
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Time flew, and a few days passed in an instant.
It was time for the court session.
"Is all the information ready?"
At eight in the morning, before departing, Keisuke double-checked the situation with Ai.
Ai nodded and handed Keisuke Kumiko the documents in her hand, asking him to review them one by one.
Keisuke Kumiko glanced over them casually and nodded.
The motive for the crime, direct evidence, and indirect evidence—everything was there.
"Half of this evidence was fabricated by you, wasn't it?"
Ai looked at Kumiko's satisfied expression, thought for a moment, and spoke.
"If this person is prosecuted by the prosecution and goes to jail, wouldn't it be your fault?"
"Doraemon, what are you saying? He should have gone to jail in the first place."
Kumimon looked righteous.
"I just gave him a little push on the way to prison."
"Really?" Ai couldn't help but curl her lips. "I think you're the one who most deserves to go to prison."
"Then go find my evidence first."
After leaving the office, the two took the tram, walked for a while, and soon arrived at the summary court where they had an appointment.
Summary courts were much smaller than district courts, which specialized in criminal proceedings.
In a chair in the hallway, the plaintiff in this civil case was already waiting—Keisuke's client, Nishitani Miho.
"Attorney!"
Upon seeing Keisuke Kumiko, Miss Nishitani, who had been anxious before, suddenly looked happy, stood up, and greeted him.
Keisuke Kumiko looked at her and suddenly asked:
"Miss Nishitani, do you always dress like this?"
Miho Nishitani was slightly taken aback, then smiled. "Well, I think dressing a little prettier puts me in a good mood."
Ai glanced at her.
Miho Nishitani's outfit today was indeed very beautiful.
She was wearing a beige off-the-shoulder dress with a mini skirt underneath, revealing her straight, slender white thighs, making her look quite eye-catching.
Ai couldn't help but say, "It would be a pity if such a beautiful girl were attacked by a pervert and murdered."
"Well, maybe."
Keisuke Kumiko nodded without saying anything.
The group waited patiently in the hallway.
By around nine, they entered the arbitration chamber.
After a while, the judge, the plaintiff, the defendant, and other relevant parties arrived one by one.
Unlike criminal cases, civil cases only had judges and no juries.
"This court session will be judged according to the Japanese Civil Code," the judge announced, striking the gavel. "Now, I ask the plaintiff's representative to read the lawsuit request."
Keisuke Kumiko glanced around the courtroom.
The defendant, Tatsuya Nagai, was seated in the defendant's chair, rubbing his hands and looking extremely uneasy.
It seemed that the lawyer's letter sent earlier had worked.
Additionally, he had probably panicked upon discovering that his crime tools were missing.
The corners of Keisuke Kumiko's mouth curled slightly.
This lawsuit would be no challenge at all.
Keisuke stood up and cleared his throat.
"I am the sole representative of my client, Ms. Miho Nishitani, in all matters related to this lawsuit."
Nishitani stepped forward and walked down the stairs in front of Beika Station, causing her to stumble slightly.
"Secondly, all costs for this court session shall be borne by the defendant."
"That is all."
—(End of Chapter)