A/N: I think it's great that people would rather ignore my story than flame me. And thanks for those who have been open-minded.
oh, and in no way I'm a putting down NYPD's finest...
Tohma sat at a plain metal table in what they called an interrogation room. He looked everywhere except into the policeman's eyes, pretending to be interested in something else.
"Mr. Seguchi…"
He yawned widely covering his mouth with his gloved hand and stared at him as he if he'd never seen the man before.
"Mr. Shinohara…please tell your client to cooperate."
The Japanese American leaned over and whispered into his client's ear in fluid Japanese. Tohma turned slightly toward the man and arched his eyebrow. "Oh…does the detective wish to speak with me?"
"Seguchi-san." Shinohara said with a tired sigh.
"Very well, I'll speak to him. This charge is ridiculous…I really couldn't perpetrate such a crime. I'm a busy man…I wouldn't have the time to do so what with my concerts and managing my company and such."
He made a gesture with his hand.
"Most of all...is the why...the motive...I have no motive to murder this Kitazawa Yuki ...whoever he is."
Feigning ignorance as usual with an innocent lamb look in his cerulean eyes.
"Really then why do I have evidence that you were involved?"
"I don't know…you tell me."
The cop turned red at Tohma's calm coy answer.
"Mr. Seguchi…"
"Tohma.."
"This gentleman wants to insist I've committed a crime under United States law…but he doesn't present a scratch of evidence that I am to blame."
"We do have evidence. Under record at the Harper Trust National be have records—checks signed by you to one Yuki Kitazawa. These checks were signed six years ago."
He laid out a long sheet of checks made out to people. This one seemed to be mostly designated toward Kitazawa Yuki. "Now can you deny that this?"
"How did you get these?"
"Bank was nice enough to hand them over."
"You mean you obtained them without a warrant."
The cop turned red again as if his hand had been caught in the cookie jar.
What a simpleton.
"Any other deductive evidence?"
"Tohma…shhhhh…."
"No, Koichi…I'd like to see what other brilliant evidence this man has."
Cocky bastard, the detective thought with malice.
"Tohma!"
"Another witness we're looking to bring in is one…..Eiri Uesugi…" The guy grinned inside waiting to see the look of panic of the man's face. "You know him don't ya?"
"I do."
"Tohma…shut up…."
"Good…he's our other eyewitness. He's the nail in your coffin…."
"Oh…I'm afraid you can't prove that."
"What the hell-?" He stopped. "And why is that?"
"Because your other eyewtiness has been dead for a month."
"What?"
"Didn't you know? You really must do your homework, Detective. It makes you look quite foolish when you haven't."
The man looked to be grinding his teeth at Tohma's news. Cocky bastard… "When?"
"He died last month of medical complications; severe stomach ulcer."
The man narrowed his eyes.
"You doubt me?"
"I don't trust you as far as I can throw you."
"My, my…If you don't trust me, maybe you'll trust Japanese news..."
"Oh, why would that be…"
"You see again if you'd done you're homework you would know that Eiri Uesugi is known as Eiri Yuki now…Also that he is an acclaimed romance novelist. He's all the rage with the women. News of his death was covered quite extensively. Eiri-san was quite the celebrity."
"You could be lying."
"I could be…but what would I have to gain if I did." He shrugged. "You have no evidence…Eiri's dead."
And Kitazawa put him in that grave…
TBC...
Ta da!