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Chapter 123 Come here, feed the young master some cakes!(2/2)

In this way, the so-called food theft is probably all self-directed and staged. As for the reason, who knows?

However, according to common sense and in line with Tokyo's scientific worldview, the prisoner should cry bitterly at this time, keep telling his pain and crime, and repent.

However, Mr. Kanemaru's veins popped out and he shouted: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! These are just speculations. Do you have conclusive evidence?"

This time, the Mumu Police Department was really questioned. All of the above are inferences and not conclusive evidence, but the real evidence is all in the damaged surveillance cameras.

Officer Mu Mu searched for the monitors facing the warehouse, and sure enough, all were damaged.

What a great job!

"Detective, don't talk nonsense. It's not up to you to decide whether the strange demon will appear. Even if the food is not right, do you know whether we have food in the warehouse?" Mr. Kanemaru seemed to have found a loophole and said loudly.

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Mu Mu really thought that there was such a tough-talking person. His first big detective business ended like this.

"Axin..." When Mrs. Kanemaru saw the current scene, why was it different from what she thought? Shouldn't it be caused by the strange demon? Then the watcher only needs to find the strange demon...

But why, why is all the gunfire focused on her husband now...

"Madam, you don't want to be... Bah! You're used to it. Madam, it's better not to get involved here and leave." Qiao Shuya said to the lady, as a last resort for Mr. Kanemaru.

Decent.

He was going to roll up his sleeves and force a confession. After all, he was here to solve the problem. So if he also solved the problem for the person with the problem, wouldn't it be another way to solve the problem?

The wife watched for a while longer, hesitated to speak, and left.

After the wife left, the priest who had been paddling until now said, "Are you all the people in charge of the entire dock here?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Mr. Kanemaru said, he no longer cares about his wife, and now he has to be tough to the end. If he continues to be tough, then he can still be saved. As long as there is not enough evidence, it is the work of the strange demon.

!

How can you assume that it wasn't the work of a strange demon?

But the priest said: "I have an ability called confession. The function of this ability is to make people feel their mistakes, so they can repent and pray. Under this ability, it is the absolute truth, at least to the person being treated.

As for users, do you want to give the association’s certified capabilities a try?”

The priest's words were absolutely killer and left Mr. Kanemaru speechless for a moment.

On a hot day, his hands and feet were cold and he was sweating profusely. Looking at the holy light that was constantly radiating from the priest's body, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave for a moment.

"No! No! This is an invasion of people's freedom and privacy!" Mr. Kanemaru shouted.

"But are your freedom and privacy more important than 17,000 tons of grain? This is not District 1, freedom and privacy are no longer suitable for this version, and you are not an insider, multiple gender, animal rights, transgender,

For LGBTQNIGS people, the version of District 11 has not been updated yet!" The priest said with a fierce look on his face.

Although no one else could see his fierce light, his eyes were full of holy light anyway.

"No! You can't do this!" Mr. Kanemaru shouted.

The priest smiled evilly, tilted his mouth, and shouted: "Come here! Please confess, sir!"
Chapter completed!
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