“Heh...”

Li Ang slowly opened his eyes and saw a narrow, enclosed room.

The four walls of the room were covered with long, flax-colored fiber sound-absorbing panels, pieced together to minimize the transmission of noise inside and outside the room.

Embedded in one of the walls was a horizontally rectangular one-way mirror.

In the center of the ceiling was a mounted square LED light, and a security camera with a flashing red dot was installed in the corner.

In the center of the room was a heavy wooden desk. Li Ang sat in the chair behind the desk, facing the one-way mirror on the wall, his eyes just covered by the light of the desk lamp.

At the other end of the desk sat two figures.

One was a middle-aged man in a Japanese police uniform, with a solemn and serious face, a pile of thick files in front of him. Judging by the badge, he was a police inspector.

The other was a balding old man, wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, holding a pen and paper, looking like a kind and amiable doctor.

To his left was a handheld portable black recorder.

Through the translucent glass cover, one could see that the recorder was running continuously.

"Hirahara-kun? Fukushin-kun? Can you hear me?"

The doctor frowned and called out the name.

Li Ang shook his head, trying to recover from the dizziness. Only then did he notice that he was wearing a yellow prisoner's uniform,

His hands and feet were handcuffed to the metal chair.

Li Ang exhaled and calmly asked the two people across the table, "Where am I?"

The police inspector and the doctor exchanged glances, and the latter said, "You are now in the interrogation room of the Kashiwazaki Prefectural Police Headquarters."

Li Ang nodded, looking around while sitting in the chair. "What is the exact date?"

The doctor frowned, but still looked at his watch and replied, "May 12th, Reiwa 1, Sunday, 3:00 PM."

"Oh?"

Li Ang raised an eyebrow. When the players first entered Kashiwazaki City, it was around 6:00 PM on May 11th, meaning almost a day had passed.

The doctor tapped the paper with his pen, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can you remember your name?"

"A name is just a code used to refer to an individual life.

It neither guarantees that a person will develop a life trajectory according to the meaning in the name,

Nor can it accurately and clearly describe a person's character, morality, or way of thinking.

It is meaningless in itself."

Li Ang leaned back in the chair and said with interest, "But my answer seems very important to you, doesn't it?"

The doctor's expression changed slightly. "You are not Fukushin Hirahara."

"That statement is not rigorous enough, Doctor."

Li Ang smiled and said, "Personality is related to a person's biological genetic factors and is a reflection of past life experiences.

It is an integration of ability, temperament, character, needs, ideals, values, etc.

It is a self with dynamic consistency and continuity.

I have a part of Fukushin Hirahara's memories and am currently acting as the commander, manipulating his body.

So, I am Fukushin Hirahara, but I am not Fukushin Hirahara."

The doctor asked intently, "Then, what should I call you?"

"Hmm..."

Li Ang thought for a moment and said, "Since this is Japan, I have to take a Japanese name.

Let me think, Matsushima Nanako?

No, that name is too feminine.

Then Luhua Peanut Oil, Want Want Xiao Xiao Su, or Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Candy Crush..."

Li Ang's naming skills were not very good, and in the end, he had the other party call him "Umekawa Kuzishi," shortened to "Kawa-san."

"Then, Kawa-san,"

The doctor put his arms on the table and asked seriously, "Do you know what happened to you?"

Li Ang spread his hands. "Considering my current situation, I, or rather the former Fukushin Hirahara, must have been arrested for committing a crime."

"Committing a crime?"

The middle-aged police inspector, who had been silent next to the doctor, finally sneered and said, "You are suspected of murdering four family members, including your wife, son, daughter, and mother.

The evidence is irrefutable.

Do you think you can escape the fate of being hanged by playing crazy?"

Li Ang understood.

The scene he saw in Fukushin Hirahara's bedroom compartment had indeed happened.

His four family members were all strangled to death and hidden in the compartment.

Thinking this in his mind, Li Ang laughed and said, "Hanged? Hahaha, Inspector, don't scare me. I'm not the kind of inexperienced rookie criminal who commits a crime on impulse.

It's not that easy to be sentenced to hanging.

Even if I am, I have countless ways to delay the death penalty and live a comfortable life in prison."

"You!"

The middle-aged police inspector stood up angrily from his chair, his fists clenched and creaking, the leather holster on his waist revealing itself from under the hem of his clothes.

However, Li Ang calmly pointed to the security camera in the corner of the ceiling, signaling the other party to put down his fist in mid-air.

As a long-standing form of punishment, the death penalty was once used in most parts of the world.

With the development of the times, some countries have abolished the death penalty system due to controversies such as "permanent deprivation of life" and "irreversible once a wrong judgment is made." The European Union also regards "abolishing the death penalty" as one of the principles for member countries to join.

As a developed country, Japan rarely retains the death penalty system, and unlike other regions' lethal injection and execution by shooting, the only method of execution in Japan is hanging.

Of course, the number of people sentenced to death in Japan is very small, and the number of people actually executed is even smaller.

Because Japan's penalties include a "retrial system," as long as the criminal does not want to be executed, he can file appeals or requests for clemency for various reasons, thereby delaying the time of execution.

In other words, even if a crime that is too numerous to record and inhuman is committed in Japan, the criminal still has a high probability of living a stable life in prison until he dies of old age.

In recent years, there has also been controversy in Japan over whether to abolish the death penalty.

Considering that Japanese public opinion polls show that the public's support for the death penalty is stable at more than 80%, while those who firmly support the abolition of the death penalty are often the Japanese elite...

The profound meaning of this is really thought-provoking.

"You can't do anything to me, Inspector."

Li Ang said with a smile, "Why not sit down peacefully and cooperate well."

The middle-aged police inspector gritted his teeth and stared at Li Ang, his eyes seeming to spit fire, but in the end, he slowly sat down, sneering, "You think you're great, don't you?

Don't get me wrong,

Fukushin Hirahara has already confessed to his crimes and recorded a written statement.

Even if he is not sentenced to hanging, he cannot escape the fate of life imprisonment."

"If that's the case,"

Li Ang raised his arm, indicating that he was firmly bound by handcuffs and shackles, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Then why are we still doing useless work here?

The police have absolutely no reason to continue wasting resources and going to great lengths on a criminal who has already confessed."

"Not for you."

The middle-aged police inspector leaned forward, his eyes like an eagle staring at Li Ang, "It's for Weimen Shion, who was kidnapped and hidden by Fukushin Hirahara."