Chapter 221 Visit
  The next day.

Tangze, wearing a black suit, stood in front of the luxurious villa and rang the doorbell.

Then there were some footsteps inside the door, getting closer and closer.

Finally, the door in front of the door opened, revealing the smiling and beautiful face of the owner of the room.

"Ah, Tang Zesang, I've been waiting for a long time."

Akana Rika opened the door, then looked around for a week but saw no other people. She couldn't help but smile and said: "Miss Natasha didn't come with you? Didn't you say on the phone that you had something important to say about the case?" "

"Ah, it was me who strongly requested to visit alone."

Tang Ze smiled and said: "Although it is to talk about the case, after all, we are here to taste snacks. I don't want to make the afternoon tea time so serious."

"You are such a laid-back person, but I like it." Akana Rika smiled and opened the door to greet her: "Imagawa ware is ready, please come in."

"Sorry for bothering you." Tang Ze bowed slightly to thank him, and then under the guidance of the other party, he entered the room and sat in front of the dining table.

"It smells very good. Miss Akana's craftsmanship is indeed very good."

After Karasawa sat down, he looked at the freshly baked Imagawa yaki on the dinner plate and smelled the unique aroma of pastries that filled his nose. He couldn't help but admire it.

"Thank you for the compliment, please try it quickly."

Akana Rika came over with a teapot, made a cup of English black tea for Karasawa and put it at hand. Then she extended her hand and introduced: "Here I made the matcha flavor that Karasawa-san likes, and here is the red bean flavor."

"Then, you're welcome." Tangze smiled when he heard this, reached for the matcha-flavored one and took a bite, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious."

The freshly baked soft shell has the aroma of baked egg custard, and the fresh matcha filling has a moderate sweetness and a moderate temperature. The three are perfectly mixed together, giving Karasawa the ultimate taste. A treat for the taste buds.

"Thanks for the compliment, it's great that you like that."

Akana Rika smiled and sat on the seat facing Karasawa, looking at him, "Then, what important things do you want to tell me about the case?"

"It's about the prisoner who killed your husband."

Tang Ze looked at the smiling woman in front of him and said in a polite tone: "Actually, I am here this time because I already know the full story of the case, so it is necessary to report to you.

"Really?"

Akana Rika raised her beautiful eyebrows, "So what's the result, Mr. "Ming Criminal" in Tokyo? Did you catch the murderer of my husband?"

"Not yet, but I'm catching it."

There was no trace of nervousness about arresting the prisoner on Karasawa's smiling face, as if what he said was just a joke he was chatting with an old friend, "The prisoner is you, Miss Akana Rika, you poisoned the snacks."

Across the dining table, Karasawa looked at Akina Rika, without a trace of seriousness on his face, and said in a relaxed tone: "This is the answer I got, how about it? Do you want to listen to my reasoning?"

"Oh? That's really interesting. I'm all ears."

Even though she was accused of being the murderer, Akana Rika's beautiful face showed no anger at all, but a calm smile, as if she was listening to the person opposite telling a story that had nothing to do with her. The story told by Karasawa is actually not complicated, and is even a bit simple.

The day before the incident, the husband, a writer, informed his wife about the content of the novel as the new book was about to be published.

After learning that this was a true love story adapted from a seven-year love experience between a husband and a widow, the two had a big fight that day.

The next day, the wife poisoned the snacks and poisoned her husband to death.

"It's that simple?
  Akana Rika looked at Karasawa and smiled: "Isn't there some kind of trick? Just like in many reasoning cases, the criminal used some superb tricks to deceive everyone.

Do you think I am the kind of person who is too stupid to think of such a trick? "

"But actually, you didn't come up with those complicated tricks. If you had, it wouldn't be such a headache."

Tang Ze spread his hands and said: "The most important thing is simplicity. The simpler the task, the more flawless it will be after it is completed.

If it is a really complex case, there will often be flaws that the prisoner is not aware of during implementation. "

"The so-called "the more you do, the more traces you leave behind"?"

Akana Rika smiled, did not discuss the previous issue with Karasawa, and immediately asked again: "Then, why are you so sure that the two of us had a quarrel?
  "You said this, it's a very simple reason."

Tangze sipped his black tea and smiled: "Because there was no photo in the room. During the quarrel, he dropped all the photo frames and then destroyed the photos. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a single photo in the house, right?" ?
  After all, Miss Aisha couldn't believe it when she heard you say that Mr. Ace was very short. Generally speaking, wouldn't it be better to show her the photo? "

Tangze raised his eyebrows: "How about it, Miss Akana, is my reasoning acceptable?"

"Well~ just consider it passed~"

Akana Rika smiled and nodded, then looked at Karasawa again and said, "But I have some objections to poisoning the snacks."

Akana Rika picked up an Imagawa yaki, took a small bite, and then raised it up: "Look, this is Imagawa yaki. How did I poison it to ensure that I would not be poisoned?"

Akana Rika looked at Karasawa with a playful expression: "Don't forget, I also ate the snacks, and it was the half that my husband gave me. How can I guarantee that I will not be poisoned by the poison in the snacks?"

"This is very simple. If Imagawa ware didn't exist from the beginning, wouldn't everything make sense?" Karasawa replied matter-of-factly.

"It doesn't exist? How is that possible? Miss Aisha watched my husband eat it with her own eyes."

"Imagawayaki doesn't exist, but that doesn't mean dim sum doesn't exist."

Karasawa picked up an Imagawa-yaki and broke it open. He put it in his mouth and tasted the unique glutinousness and sweetness of the red beans. He narrowed his eyes and smiled:
  “Those who have never been to Neon haven’t seen it, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t seen similar dim sum.

Moreover, it is a perfect substitute for Imagawa-yaki and is a snack that cannot be detected once it enters the stomach. "

Looking at Akana who was no longer smiling, Karasawa slowly said: "So, the snack you handed to your husband is actually Taiyaki that was baked in advance, right?"

After all, Taiyaki and Imagawa-yaki are almost the same snack, except for their different shapes.

(End of this chapter)

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