The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Belmode rubbed his wrists and told what happened to him one by one.

Atsuto Yamashita was about to say something when a phone call from Miwako Sato rang at the same time, and his brows were furrowed: "Yamashita, no, we found a corpse that may be related to the previous case..."

Chapter 440 Three cases in one (1)

"What's the matter? It's rare to see your expression." Belmode, who didn't take off the disguise, glanced at the man beside him, rubbed the wrist that was tied to the tie by Mori Kogoro before, and raised his eyebrows asked a question.

This is not a lie, since she got acquainted with Atsuto Yamashita, this man has always been in control of the overall situation with ease, and he has never seen such an expression of boredom and thought.

"Recently, there are a lot of cases in the Metropolitan Police Department, and it's a headache." Atsuto Yamashita did not shy away from it, and spoke out of his current predicament openly.

It's not that he's trying his best to create a marketing product of "God's Man Design", saying that Belmode will not lose a piece of meat, maybe this witch's wild way can also provide him with a new direction to solve the case.

only……

"Are you sure you are really the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department?" Belmode looked suspiciously at the man driving the car.

"When I met your waterworks, I really was." Atsuto Yamashita, who wanted to deny this top hat, always refused to listen to such yin and yang doubts, and recognized the title confidently.

"really."

Belmode couldn't deny it, and then looked at the side face of Atsushi Yamashita with great interest, and asked, "How did you do it? You know everything about gin and us."

This is a puzzle that has always lingered in her heart, and Belmode has not figured out a reason until now.

You must know that even the gentleman who is the leader of the organization knows very little about her nest, but this Yamashita Atsuto is extremely determined, so determined that he dares to use this as a condition to reach a cooperation with her and overturn the winery.

After feigning death in the Tokiwa Eisaku case, she had a great deal of freedom compared to the past, and naturally began to have the time and energy to start investigating Atsuto Yamashita from the police. After all, she really thought that this The men are actually doing things for the Japanese police or cooperating with them.

But later, I gradually discovered that this was not the case at all, because the police did not know the truth that the backbone of the black-clothed organization such as gin and vodka had been arrested.

This is a bit intriguing.

It's not that Belmode didn't think that this was a bureau made by undercover Toru Amuro to show the outside world, but after investigation, she still felt that the problem should be with Atsuto Yamashita.

No proof, just a hunch she's developed over the years.

There are too many layers of mystery shrouded in this man, and she has always been extremely sensitive to mystery.

"Do you really want to know?"

"What do you think?" Belmode raised his forehead and asked back.

"Okay. In fact, there is an undercover agent in your organization. This person does not belong to the Japanese police, the FBI, or the CIA..."

Atsuto Yamashita looked at Belmode with deep meaning, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was not a smile: "I know you should want to know his name, but I'm sorry, I can only tell you his code name. "

Belmode's eyelids twitched imperceptibly, and the expression on his face was calm: "Oh?"

"73."

Atsuto Yamashita grinned, the corner of his mouth smiling brightly in the sunlight: "This is his code name."

It was a joy from the heart, and he didn't hide it at all, so that in Belmode's eyes, this smile full of joy and confidence was more like a provocation——

I told him his code name, can you find him with your contacts?

【73...】

Chewing on this code name secretly in his heart, Belmode's eyes wandered over Toshito Yamashita, as if he wanted to see something, but in the end he found nothing.

The man still had that hippie smile on his face.

[What does 73 mean? No. 73?There are 73 undercover agents before this 72? 】

Due to the fact that there are as many traitors as dogs in the organization and traitors are everywhere, Belmode subconsciously linked this number with the number of undercover agents.

"Aren't you afraid that I will pass this information back?"

"I have something to do with you, and in exchange, you should naturally have something to do with me."

The magnificent office building of the Metropolitan Police Department is close in front of you. After showing his ID, Yamashita Atsuto, who slowly drove into the parking lot, looked very generous. He smiled and raised his right index finger and gestured in the air: "That's the only way, you thousand-faced Only a witch will let go of her guard a little bit, won't she?"

"How do I know you didn't lie to me?"

"Then it's up to you. Just a friendly reminder, 73 knows you guys very well. It's not just you, I'm referring to your organization."

Turn off, stop, handcuff.

Atsuto Yamashita took the disguised Belmode up the elevator and walked into the office area where the third department was searched.

"Under the mountain!"

"Under the mountain! Uh—this is you?"

Miwako Sato and Takagi, who had been waiting here, saw the strange man who was following Atsuto Yamashita step by step, with a pair of silver handcuffs on his hands.

"It's just a stalker following the Maori detective, Takagi, I'll leave it to you. Later, when the Maori detective sobers up, you can inform him to come and take a record."

With a big push, Atsuto Yamashita pushed his partner who had a good relationship not long ago to Takagi, and he didn't care, like a ruthless scumbag after being pulled out.

"Oh, ok, I understand." Takagi who reacted quickly nodded, and then led Belmode to the interrogation room.

"Sato, what's the situation with the new corpse? You said it's related to our previous case?" After dismissing Belmode, Atsuto Yamashita turned his attention to his right-hand man.

"To be precise, it is related to the case that Takagi is in charge of."

Miwako Sato picked up a document from her desk and handed it to her boss with a very serious tone: "This is a report we just received an hour ago. The deceased is Ito Hiba, a 65-year-old finance professor at Keio University.

It stands to reason that he should still be participating in the academic exchange meeting in Hokkaido, but he returned to Tokyo for some reason, and was killed, and his body was thrown into the lake..."

Listening to Sato's brief introduction, Atsuto Yamashita, who was flipping through the case report, suddenly paused: "Throw the body into the lake?"

"Yes, throw the body into the lake." Miwa Sato nodded with anger in his eyes, "The witnesses were going fishing, and found something wrong with the lake water, so they immediately called the police.

Shiratori and Chiba have already gone to investigate all the people who had a problem with the deceased one by one. "

"What is his connection with Takagi's case?" Atsuto Yamashita, who looked down at the photo of the crime scene, narrowed his eyes.

"The deceased Ito Hiba and the deceased Fujiwara Kihara were both teachers at the University of Tokyo 20 years ago. Coincidentally, the two of them also parted ways 20 years ago. One left to start a business, and the other went to Keio University.

This is a group photo Shiratori found at the home of the deceased Ito Hiba, a photo of him and Fujiwara Kihara. "

Miwako Sato stretched out her hand to turn several pages for Atsuto Yamashita, pointed to another photo and said in a condensed voice: "Considering the relationship between the two of them, I think we should try to combine these two cases for investigation. It is very likely that the two of them died of the same thing."

"For example, the incident that caused them to leave the University of Tokyo 20 years ago." Following Miwako Sato's words, Atsuto Yamashita calmly made a guess.

"I'm going to contact the University of Tokyo."

"No need for Sato, I think it would be faster to ask another person." Suddenly, Atsuto Yamashita remembered something, and his eyes gradually changed.

"Who?"

"My teacher, Harada Koki."

After closing the folder, Toshito Yamashita frowned, feeling a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Chapter 440 Three cases in one (2)

"Mr. Harada, what's wrong with you?"

Harada House, 21-[-], Kubado-cho Nichome, Tokyo.

Based on the simple idea of ​​collecting people's money and eliminating disasters for others, Koshimizu Nanatsuki did not appear depressed because she was temporarily unable to achieve her goal of getting close to Yamashita Toshito.

Although her original intention of taking this case was to take this opportunity to get close to the big celebrity in the Metropolitan Police Department so that she could find out what the variety show called "Detective Jiaziyuan" in which her fiancée participated was. It doesn't mean she will be passive and sabotage.

She will still do what she should do. She doesn't trust the police very much in the first place, not to mention that she has collected money in this case.

The most important thing is that this so-called homicide and fraudulent insurance case does not look right to her, but these days she has not found conclusive evidence that can prove the innocence of the employer's son Jun Harada.

Today, she was originally coming to Harada House to discuss the case with Harada Hongyi and report to him the direction of the next investigation, but it was strange to find that the professor of Dongda University, who had always remained calm during the discussion in the past, seemed a little impatient today.

Unusual impatience.

"The Metropolitan Police Department has already found evidence that my son lost money in gambling. If we can't find anything to refute, Run will really be arrested."

The old man on crutches exhaled in one breath, sat slumped on the chair, and lost the proud light in his cloudy eyes.

Yue Shui Nanatsuki opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Now that things have happened, no amount of comfort is useless. As a detective, the only thing she can do is to try her best to find out the truth.

"Mr. Harada, did you know that your son lost a lot of money in gambling?"

"I don't know. He never told me. If he had told me earlier, it would be impossible for the matter to develop to the point where it is now."

Talking about his son who failed to live up to expectations, the old man's cheeks flushed with anger, and his stubble was trembling: "I, Harada Hongyi Hideaki I, have been a teacher for most of my life, but my reputation was completely ruined by this little bastard! I was How did such a thing come into being!

Cheating on the mistress, murdering and defrauding insurance, how can I hold my head up in front of others in the future! "

"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Harada, your son has not been identified as the murderer, but there is only a motive and suspicion."

Seeing that the old man seemed to be in despair, he had identified Harada Jun as the murderer in his heart like the police, Koshimizu Nanatsuki couldn't help but reminded: "There are still many doubts in this case, just why the deceased Yukimura Emi died at the airport The bathroom is an unexplainable hurdle."

If it is just killing people to cheat insurance, there is absolutely no need to kill people in the airport bathroom.

Wouldn't it be nice to fake a crime scene of accidental death?Do you have to go to a place where the flow of people explodes?Is this for fear that others will not notice?

As the son of a law professor and a senior director in charge of the legal department of Red Horn Technology Corporation, Harada Jun would never be so stupid.

but……

"The latest news from our reporter. A few days ago, the police have made a breakthrough in the murder case of social elites that has attracted much attention. The CEO of Red Corner Technology Company said in an interview that he does not believe that the director of the company, Jun Harada, will kill people for insurance money. ..."

The news host's broadcast came from the TV in the living room. Koshimizu Nanatsuki followed the reputation, but in the blink of an eye, he saw several newspapers placed on the coffee table——

"Being rich is not benevolent!Dross of the law! "

"Terrible love! "

"..."

The eye-catching headlines on the front page are all red and bold, making it difficult to be unobtrusive.

[It's difficult, it has already attracted the attention of some public opinion. 】 Koshimizu Nanatsuki frowned, vaguely smelling the truth.But when she regained her senses and wanted to capture it, the inspiration slipped out of her hand like a loach.

The corpse that appeared at the airport involved the love and hatred of the wealthy class.

When all this ferments over time, the attention it can attract can be imagined.

"Detective Yueshui."

"Yes, Mr. Harada."