The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

Kobayashi saw the posture of the two of them about to quarrel again and said muddy words.

"That's right, let's take a break first, let's have a bun. I bought it in the Chinatown next door. There are red bean paste for the sweet ones, and pork buns for the salty ones. They are still very hot."

Hong Meiling trotted over with a steaming paper bag in her arms, and showed a warm and tolerant smile, which warmed my heart in this increasingly cold night.

"It's really good, there are still buns for sale. In the world, there are basically no business places after the sun goes down."

Reimu took the lead, but instead of eating, she hugged the steamed stuffed bun to soak up the heat, squinting her eyes and feeling as comfortable as in an oil depot.

It's really flattering.

"It's delicious, Kanna wants more, Kanna wants more."

On the other hand, Kang Na took one bite at a time, without even swallowing, she directly swallowed the buns that were the same size as her own head and continued to ask for them with her short hands.

"Eat slowly, there's still more, it's not enough for me to continue buying."

As soon as Hong Meiling handed over the paper bag, everyone took the bag one after another.

It's just that Xiao Lin was about to take the bun, but found that the paper bag seemed wrong, because it was actually a paper bag folded out of several A4 papers, and there was a questionnaire-like font on it.

"what is this?"

"This, the paper on the storefront. Many stores in Chinatown have this. Many customers fill it out. It seems that there is a discount. I filled in one and got two extra buns. It happened that the bag was broken. The kind lady boss used a few A piece of paper is actually folded into a strong paper bag, it’s really amazing.”

The steamed stuffed bun in the paper bag was taken out, and Xiao Lin took it over and glanced at it. It seemed to be a very common national survey university social questionnaire, including age, name, marriage, health, IQ short test, etc., and then it was his opinion on a series of strange things recently. It seems that some non-governmental organizations are dissatisfied with the authorities' recent behavior of pretending to be deaf and dumb, collecting public opinion and so on.

"It's really passionate. When I was in college, I filled in at least a hundred of these things, but they were useless. Japanese adults don't listen to your ideas just by expressing them."

Kobayashi commented regretfully.

But Xiao Lin frowned in the next second, because she saw that there was a question in the last line of the questionnaire.

If Japanese society can change for the better, are you willing to make sacrifices?

"Well, Miss Meiling, have you filled out the last question?"

"Which one? Oh oh, this one, I filled it out. I wrote that although I am not Japanese, I would be very happy if I could help others to improve their environment."

Hong Meiling rubbed the back of her head and said with a silly smile.

"Really, this kind of right-wing group comes out every year. It's really annoying. I thought there should be no more now. I didn't expect it to exist."

Xiao Lin murmured, crumpled it into a pile and was about to throw it away, but found that Hong Meiling still kept that smirk expression.

Then he fell headfirst, out of breath.

Author's message:

PS: Idiots don't catch colds.

227. Layer after layer tracking

"Miss Meiling!"

Xiao Lin screamed, and the bun in his hand was scared away.

But at the next moment, Hong Meiling straightened up like a carp, standing up and straightening her waist.

But his eyes are like a dragon, his steps are like a slack, and he has entered a state of alert.

"What happened to you just now?"

Kobayashi asked worriedly.

"I don't know. I just lost consciousness due to a sudden severe colic in my heart, but I woke up immediately and thought someone was attacking me."

Hong Meiling touched the swollen chest with lingering fear.

"Miss Meiling just died once."

Elma declared with a solemn expression, the atmosphere among everyone became tense, but Kobayashi wondered if he could put down the buns and talk.

"You mean the murderer has appeared, let's go!"

Thor immediately became excited, her detective soul was already on fire, but she didn't expect that this guy hit the muzzle of the gun directly, and raised her hand directly to form a magic circle to teleport everyone.

However, standing still, everyone stared wide-eyed.

Thor's teleportation is linked to Elma's barrier, and it can teleport to the source of the damage immediately, but there is no response at this time.

"Well, I didn't find the source of the damage in this enchantment. It shows that the source of the damage comes from Miss Hong Meiling herself. The weapon is the heart, and there is no external magic power or trace of spells. That is, I don't know what means or weapons the murderer used to hurt people. "

"So what's the use of you waste material dragon!"

Thor was furious, and Elma pursed her lips aggrievedly.

"No, it's very useful, Elma, thank you very much, otherwise Miss Hong Meiling must have left us just now."

The steam from the steamed stuffed bun covered Xiao Lin's glasses with mist, making her expression look condescending, but the corners of her mouth turned up at the moment.

"Thanks to Ms. Meiling, I figured out a problem: how did the murderer determine who of us is a fool and who is a scholar."

Xiao Lin adjusted his glasses, and directly dismantled the paper bag intact, revealing the problem above.

"The murderer only needs to take a questionnaire. There are a lot of street surveys and consumption surveys in Japan. He only needs to add a few IQ test questions to know the approximate intelligence level of a person. A prostitute is just asking about sex." concepts, and this paper happens to have these questions.”

"Oh, I remembered, there were still three math problems when I filled it out just now."

Hong Meiling hammered her palm and suddenly realized.

"It's so easy to sell personal information, if it were me, I would fill it up randomly."

Astolfo was puzzled.

"Not only personal information, but also wishes and so on. Most Japanese people are actually very shy. Compared with protesting against the authorities, they hope that this kind of gentle means such as research will let their voices be heard. That is It’s just that it’s useless. Besides, Miss Meiling just mentioned that there are rewards and so on, so there are probably quite a few people who fill it out carefully, and it’s not difficult to find five people who meet their goals.”

Kobayashi's glasses flickered, and he spoke clearly and logically.

"Then what are you waiting for, don't let the prisoner escape, let's go to Chinatown immediately."

Thor shouted excitedly, a magic circle floated under the feet of the group, and the next moment they appeared in the already crowded Chinatown.

"Magic is really convenient."

Kobayashi said with emotion, and Thor and the others rushed into the steamed stuffed bun shop to inquire about the news.

"You said the questionnaire was sent out? His name is Mr. Yoshikawa. I gave him [-] completed questionnaires today. He just left not long ago. If you have any questions, I can help you..."

"What does he look like? Where did he go?"

Lingmeng asked categorically, once she returned to her old job, how could she still have the lazy look of doughy face just now, only to see a noble and dignified girl, her aura was even more police than that of a policeman.

That is the so-called urban management temperament.

"Well, he is about 60 or [-] years old. He looks very thin and capable. He wears a wig, and his clothes are old but neat. He wears this black scarf. He goes back to the Black Island Internet Cafe in front of him every day after finishing the survey. You are The police? What did he do..."

The proprietress ran out before she finished asking Lingmeng and the others, and then appeared in the slightly old Black Island Internet Cafe a few seconds later.

Internet cafes in Japan are different from those in China. They pay great attention to personal privacy and are divided into quiet cubicles. Thor kicked open the cubicles, and the old man in front of the computer shivered suddenly.

"Tang, clang, clang~ I finally caught you. Even if you use all kinds of tricks to cover up, there is only one truth, and the murderer is you."

Thor made his debut, and changed into a detective outfit at some point, announcing with an unquestionable tone.

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court."

Elma followed closely behind, showing off her detective outfit, trying hard to make her face look serious.

"Well~ that's it~ that's it, huh."

The door of the compartment was small, so two 'detectives' blocked it, so Kang Na had no choice but to squeeze in from under her two legs, using her short legs to bounce around to prove her sense of existence.

"Who are you?! Students playing detective games?"

The old man was dumbfounded. After all, a group of girls rushed in suddenly, and everyone was fooled by the tone of you being a prisoner.

"We are the investigation team for the bizarre deaths of female high school students. You are the one who killed the female high school students by mysterious means, right? These questionnaires are the information you use to screen your targets."

Reimu pushed away the dragon who was in the way, and said condescendingly with a cold and awe-inspiring expression. The powerful law enforcement aura was obviously much more useful than Thor's detective outfit, and immediately calmed down the old man.

"The investigation team for the bizarre death of female high school students? Homicide? Are you the police? No, no, no, don't arrest me, it has nothing to do with me, I didn't kill people, you said it has something to do with these questionnaires? But I didn't make these questionnaires, really not me!"

The old man explained uneasily, although there was only a young girl in front of him, there was an undeniable feeling that reminded him of the former senior management of the company.

"Not you?!"

"I was just doing part-time jobs. I saw someone on the Internet recruiting people to send questionnaires. The daily salary was [-] yen plus a price of [-] yen for a sheet, so I came here. I didn't initiate these questionnaires. I just printed them out. These questionnaires are then sent out, recycled and then photographed and sent to the other party. I don’t know that this is used to kill people, it’s none of my business.”

"It doesn't look like he."

Kobayashi held onto Lingmeng and said, because at this moment the computer screen was on the Yahoo mail interface, and the interface reminded that a file was sent a few minutes ago.

"Who did you send it to?"

"An assistant professor named Gu Jichuan at Tokyo Imperial University in Japan, he gave me money on a regular basis to distribute questionnaires for recycling. If I knew that these questionnaires were used to kill people, how would I dare to accept them? You have to check clearly, it's really not me. Do it."

The old man hurriedly argued that he had been unemployed for several months, and if he was caught again, the whole family would have to go bankrupt and drink the Northwest Wind.

"Gujichuan! So he is the murderer? Where is Tokyo Imperial University, let's go immediately."

Thor screamed, but he didn't expect Bucky to pour cold water on his head.

"I guess this is also a fiction. Let me command and dispatch other man-made minions behind the scenes. This guy seems to have a certain sense of anti-reconnaissance. Even if we look for it, I guess it will be nothing."

Bucky commented, because this anti-reconnaissance method is so classic that it couldn't be more classic, he didn't doubt at all that he could only look at the broken clues and sigh.

"Ah, did you miss out again? Can't that guy jump out and say that I did everything, and then think that he has a great advantage, and tell A all about the conspiracy plan?"

Thor bit his pipe frantically, crackling sawdust flying around.

"And did you burp after eating it in one gulp?"

Xiao Lin asked back, but from the front desk, he took the network card opened by the network administrator and went into the next compartment.

"Xiaolin-san, you are..."

"Indeed, based on the IQ of this prisoner so far, even if we chase him to Tokyo Imperial University, we probably won't find him, but we can find out where the download is in the mailbox. As long as I enter the mailbox of Gujichuan searchable."

"Ah, can this kind of thing be done?"

"Of course it can be done. Don't underestimate me, even though I can't do magic or fight."

Xiao Lin raised her eyes, and those small eyes were sharp, but when she touched the keyboard, her whole body exuded a powerful aura that was different from the past.

"But I'm a programmer!!!"