Red and Black Vest Play Guide

60.

After the site survey was completed, the victim's body was transported back for further body testing. It was already late at night, and Jing Guang glanced at Police Officer Aoki who was observing the surroundings, and paused for a moment on the other's hanging arm——

After coming over, the smell of blood on the other party's body was faint, and now it was even more difficult to move his arm, and the wound was opened again.

I have to drive back later, is it true that nothing will happen if my arm is injured?

...No, why did he involuntarily pay attention to that guy?Maybe it's because he's too tired, and hallucinations have started to appear, Jing Guang always feels... The way the other party looked at him helplessly just now, is very similar to the way that cute puppet at home turned his head to ask him for help... What, Aoki Chunhe is not that kind of person, the other party seems to be the type who is gentle but extremely difficult to get close to. This kind of person is very independent and will not seek help from others for anything.

Even under the pressure that may die at any time, they are quite comfortable. Some people are born with a strong ability to resist pressure, and they can tolerate it normally. Will go to destruction in silence.

"...you can go back." After confirming that there were no missing clues at the scene, Aoki said hard to Jing Guang, "You should go back earlier."

Jing Guang: "..." I was even more worried.

No, I want to follow up to see what clues he can find.

"Officer Aoki, can I go back in your car?" Jing Guang opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I want to see Quan Jiang."

Aoki: "?"

you sure?

That's not what you said last time, you even rejected it very coldly!

Besides, haven't you just met each other?

The two looked at each other, and in the end Jing Guang was thicker-skinned, and Aoki was defeated by the smiling eyes of the other party.

"Sit down." Aoki was anxious to go home to check the clues, and to get points for doing tasks, so that he would not drive slowly. He specially told Jing Guang to fasten his seat belt. After he kicked the accelerator, the car flicked and his soul moved. , crashed into the rolling traffic.

Jing Guang: "?"

He clung tightly to the seat, his eyes gradually lost their brightness, and stared at the road in front of him. In the night, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the figure of Glenway whiskey——

This car skill is really exactly the same.Aoki's driving skills could not be taught by Granway, right?

In other words, there are relatively few gods who can drive a car like Hagiwara. After all, Hagiwara's driving skills are indeed great, but people who can drive a car like this are really outrageous in a sense.

Aoki steered the direction with one hand, and lightly rested on the steering wheel with the other hand, without exerting any force.It was all the vodka's fault. The big guy hit the wound he had just bandaged. Since he was nervously driving away from the traffic police just now, his arm started to lose strength.

"Don't worry." He smiled slightly, "No accident will happen to you."

The car is another drifting corner.

Jing Guang: "..."

You might as well not comfort me.

hateful.

He had a lot of questions to ask, but Aoki confessed that he had lost his memory... His almost aggressive questions always seemed quite powerless in the silent response of the other party.

Without memory, the philosophical question of whether a person is that person or not is meaningless to discuss. However, Jing Guang thought, if Aoki has accepted the fact that he is a policeman, and then fell into a particularly dangerous confrontation between red and black, I must be very scared.

What he has to face is not only a blank and unfamiliar self, a broken and sick body, but also all kinds of hostility from the outside world.

It's a pity that if you do something wrong, you will be punished.

After diverting his thoughts, Jing Guang felt that the time in the car was not so difficult anymore, he blinked and maintained his composure.

"Hey! The one in front, stop!" Behind, the sound of a police siren approached, Aoki: "..."

Damn it, come again, if he is caught, he will be called into the office by his boss tomorrow to lecture him! !

As a policeman, he blatantly drove over the speed limit twice!

Jing Guang: "..."

Don't look at death like home!You are a good policeman!Just stop the car and change the driver!

In the end, Aoki was still helplessly stopped by the traffic police lady. This time, he didn't have such good luck. He was able to deceive the traffic police lady who had already been deceived by him once. Lesson learned!

Aoki's eyes gradually became peas.

In the end, it was Jing Guang who took over the task of driving.

"Don't worry," he looked at the other person's helpless expression before getting into the car, "I won't let anything happen to you."

Aoki: "..."

Even if you say that, Aoki Haruhe's identity is still a villain with the opposite stand. It's very ironic that he will be protected by the police, right?

Finally, the car stopped in the courtyard of Aoki's house.

A small night light was dimly lit in the house, and the scenery could clearly feel the atmosphere of the place suddenly relaxing.

"Quan should be asleep, but I think he should be willing to see you."

Even if he knew that Jing Guang came to his house in the middle of the night, no matter how he thought about it, it was impossible to come to see Ah Zhao, but... it would be better not to say it out, after all, he is now a wounded number and cannot beat Jing Guang.

"That's right, it's already very late." Jing Guang answered, "I won't bother you." After speaking, he turned and left. There was a road outside the yard of Aoki's house, and the traffic flow was pretty good, so you could easily find a taxi.

Aoki: "?"

...Ah, you really came to see Ah Zhao?

Zhu Fu Jingguang has always been a very good person since Heze first met him.

Maybe, he can be bolder, Jing Guang is afraid that Aoki will get hurt and have an accident while driving?

……

"...The autopsy report has come out." The next day, Aoki went to work with dark circles under his eyes, and saw that the eye circles were even darker. The blue stubble on his chin seemed to have grown a lot. I didn't have a good rest yesterday. "The deceased was a police officer from the Criminal Investigation Division. Before he was killed, he used his position to threaten and kill the girl who wanted to break up with him."

Speaking of this, the scum in the Metropolitan Police Department is really daring. The law enforcement officers are a waste of national resources if they are a little bit stupid, let alone neglect their duties and abuse their power. But, although he is damned, Tokyo does not need The vigilante, the absolute authority of the law should belong to the state.

Aoki took it over and glanced at it, and suddenly recalled in his mind the sentence that was full of hints in yesterday's mission description.

At a certain moment, the righteous policeman is stained with filth that cannot be washed away.

He repeated it subconsciously, and when he looked up, he saw Jing Guang looking at him with complicated and unspeakable eyes.

"What's wrong?" Aoki felt puzzled.

"What did you say?"

"Ah...well, I suddenly thought of something, but I can't remember anything when I recall it carefully." Aoki shook his head, "However, I probably know where to start looking."

He walked around Jing Guang in two or three steps, walked to the desk, and turned on the computer.

"In the murder of a police officer 15 years ago, the murderer openly challenged the authority of the Metropolitan Police Department"

"This case has not been solved so far. I checked and found that the murderer's method of committing the crime is very similar to this case. Shooting at close range...I think the revolver/gun used represents the identity of the police."

There are few clues, and Jing Guang's eyes flickered slightly. When the case happened, he was still very young, but he had heard about it. It is said that the murdered policeman was accused of killing his wife, although the case was overturned a few years later. Yes, but the bad influence caused did not disappear so easily. The reputation of the Metropolitan Police Department at that time plummeted——

He remembered that the victim...

It seems to be called——

"Well, Qingmu Chunyang, the victim, it is said that he killed his wife, so he was sanctioned by the vigilante."

Aoki was stunned for a moment, originally he thought he would remember something, but at this moment, his mind was still empty, he didn't remember anything, no memories about the past, no memories about his parents, in short, he didn't remember anything.

He stood up and headed towards the file room——

It has been 15 years. If this case is connected with the current case and the murderer has not been caught... Two cases may be investigated together, and there may be different results.

He wants to see if there are any cases with the same characteristics in the past 15 years.

Just two cases are not enough to be a serial murder case... It may also be a copycat crime.

Without seeing the photos of the crime scene, he couldn't give any guesses.

"Mr. Qingmu." Jing Guang was taken aback. He thought that Aoki remembered something—the murdered victim might have something to do with Aoki. They all think so.

Moreover, if the other party really had a relationship with Aoki, then Aoki would lose two relatives at the same time.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm going to check the files left over from the case."

……

On the other side, Nishinomiya sat next to Conan, the two had the same style of peas, watching Mr. Mori laughing and drinking beer, and Xiaolan standing behind him, with black air rising from his back.

Danger · Maori Kogoro · Dangerous

It's a pity that he was drunk and didn't realize the crisis behind him in time, and at this time, the TV was broadcasting——

"'Police Killer' is back in the arena, and the Metropolitan Police Department has once again become a laughing stock. What is the future of Japan?"

Nishinomiya: "...Ah." It's on TV.

In the report, he saw the figures of Aoki and Jing Guang... It turned out that last night, his complexion was really bad.

"What's going on?" Conan definitely couldn't handle it when he heard that there was a case, and the deceased was actually a policeman!The first thing Conan thought of was the group of black guys, the guys hiding in the shadows are the police and public security, and the enemy of the people.

"It's Officer Zhufu!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, a man with four-fifths of the favorability of his vest!

"That guy has appeared again." Mr. Mao Li put down the beer bottle and sat down, "This time the Metropolitan Police Department might have an accident."

"What?" Conan's eyes widened, "Why did Uncle Maori say that!"

"Because of that victim, he really did something bad." Nishinomiya pointed to his mobile phone, "I have read related newspapers."

"Uncle, do you know what's going on?" Conan read the contents of the newspaper in a few moments, and immediately grasped the point, "The two cases are really similar."

"Maybe it was done by one person..." Mori Kogoro's face gradually became serious, "That policeman named Haruyo Aoki was rumored to have killed his wife. I was still a policeman at the time, but I didn't participate That case."

"At that time, after the police arrived after receiving the report, Mrs. Aoki had been shot and died. Mr. Aoki was still holding a gun in his hand. No matter how you looked at it, he was the one who killed him. Mr. Aoki did not refute it," Mr. Mouri seemed to be recalling. What, "However, the caliber of the bullet does not match Mr. Aoki's gun... There is insufficient evidence, and Officer Aoki was acquitted. This matter was known by the media for some reason, and it was not fully known, so the Metropolitan Police Department Just use it to cover up the bad name of the police."

"One month later, Mr. Aoki was killed at home. The scene was very clean. It was once suspected that he committed suicide..."

"Hey, why aren't you sure it's suicide?"

"For one thing, the police found an anonymous letter at that time, which wrote the trial of Mr. Aoki's crimes... The next day, the letter was sent to the TV station." Although Mr. Maori said he didn't know, he was just crazy Give Conan a spoiler, it's so spoiled!

"Secondly, at that time, the Aoki family had a child who had just grown up."

"A father will never leave his child behind, unless he is forced to leave, or his existence will bring greater danger to the child. However, I left the police force later. However, now it seems that Someone is probably paying attention to this case.”

Mr. Mori was very serious when he said this!Nishinomiya Maomao Probe——

I see, um, wouldn't it be better to call Subaru brother my father?Nishinomiya thought so seriously, the father would not leave the child behind so easily! !

"I see." Conan nodded, "Supervisor Aoki should be Mr. Aoki's child."

"It's so pitiful." Miss Lan looked a little sad, "so he looks really sad."

no!The little cat in Nishinomiya's heart shook his head, it was all because of the dizziness and arm pain from racing!

Parents have passed away one after another. Such a blow is really too difficult for a young man who has just grown up. However, it is indeed super powerful that the other party can grow into such a game policeman.

The news from the TV station continued. At the end of the program, the same trial letter as ten years ago was attached, detailing the various crimes committed by the killed policeman. He even made a notice.

"Police? I will tear off your sinful coat!"

"Damn it!!" The situation gradually became serious. When Aoki came out of the file room with the file, he was called by Chief Odagiri for a meeting.

A group of peers sat below, and Aoki felt that his arm didn't hurt anymore, he had a headache!

The child can't hold it anymore! !

However, he is super good at pretending.

He is calm in times of crisis, and does not panic when things happen. He Ze has not learned much in the past few years. He has learned all kinds of things that ordinary people will never use in his life without a teacher. Sniper/gun, I know N ways to bandage a wound, I learned how to relieve pain after being shot (this is not available to ordinary people!), oh, I also learned how to act coquettishly and softly, and let go of my words Ruthless, pretending to be handsome and being cool.

It's almost fine!

Moving his fingers, Aoki stood up, touched a pair of plain glasses for himself from the system warehouse and put them on——

In this way, at some angles, others cannot see his eyes.

"...To sum up, I personally think that the other party hates the police group and believes in his own judgment extremely. According to the situation at the scene of the crime and the trial letter sent by the other party, I think this is not a premeditated imitation crime, but It's a serial murder case, and I'm applying for a joint investigation." After explaining his point of view, he looked at Inspector Odagiri, who had been watching him.

"What else?" The other party's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, "What else do you think?"

"I don't think Aoki is suitable to participate in this case." Police Matsumoto said suddenly, "It's about Aoki's father, and the relevant personnel should avoid suspicion."

This man looks super fierce, and he is not easy to mess with at first glance, but Aoki knows that Officer Matsumoto just saw that he was not feeling well and was concerned about him. It is normal for personnel to try not to participate in the case investigation.

"I'm afraid no one is more familiar with this case than Police Officer Aoki. He has been paying attention to it for 15 years." ah?Two people are about the same level, and it's not good to quarrel.

However, he lost his memory.

Jing Guang sat next to Police Officer Meguro, watching Aoki's super-calm integration of information and making inferences, secretly regretting——

It's a pity that such an excellent person is organized!

Hateful black organization.

"Yes, I will pay attention, thank you Officer Matsumoto." Aoki smiled slightly, and the spring weather turned into rain, which immediately dilute the tense atmosphere in the meeting. "Actually, I think the identity of the other party may be easier to find than we imagined."

Aoki glanced at the system prompt.

Perhaps it was Aoki's resentment from amnesia that made the system unable to dive. After Aoki checked the dossier many years ago, the system came up with the conditions that the suspect met——

・First of all, he is a man.

·He has no ordinary hatred for the police

·Guess who will be the next victim?

Oh, this reminder, really, don't remind if you don't know it.

If this role-playing game is really a game, Tsuruze must change the number to give a bad review, and write an [-]-word essay to blame it! !hateful!Gaming experience sucks! ! !

"He hates the police very much. This kind of hatred cannot be eliminated by killing a policeman, but he hasn't done anything for 15 years, but he did it this time..." Aoki's brows had a kind of publicity inexplicably, "He For 15 years, perhaps, there is no way to move freely, so our investigation direction is temporarily set in mental hospitals or prisons—"

——The system prompt [-] disappeared, and another one popped up.

· Mental illness?I'm not mentally ill, I'm cleaning the world of its sins.

It seems that he guessed right... Ah, maybe this shouldn't be called guessing, it's called reasoning, or profiling the suspect's behavior.

People who have studied in the police academy, these things are basic, right?

Aoki persuaded Mr. Odagiri, but after the meeting ended, the self-confidence between Aoki's brows disappeared little by little.

"I guess his next target will be me." He was so certain in his heart, after all, he betrayed the profession of the police and became the puppet of the night's hawks and dogs. Since then, his soul has been restless.

All of a sudden, he felt as if a cold gray shadow was falling behind him.

Perhaps, after all this is over, it is impossible for him to become a free soul in this world.

"What was your inference just now?" Jing Guang walked a little slower, following behind Aoki, "You are good at criminal psychology."

Aoki raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Ha, I'm number one, you're still far behind—"

"I'm number one, you're still far behind."

"Hey, the tail is up." It was this voice again, with a strangely familiar feeling, but unfortunately, Aoki couldn't remember anything except the voice.

His head suddenly seemed to be drilled by an electric drill.

Mumu hurts.

As keen as Zhu Fu Jingguang, he didn't notice anything at this time. He watched the other party raise his eyebrows wantonly, and his memory suddenly penetrated the cold years, and ran to the time when young people were wanton.

Time passed by, and for some reason, he suddenly had such a feeling—everyone is still here, this is the best thing, as long as this remains the same, any difficulties can be overcome together.

Aoki endured the discomfort, and focused on the third prompt——

The next victim, so before catching criminals, we need to investigate first, who are the garbage, rat moths in the police force... Oh, he means, except for the undercover of the black organization, after all, this case is definitely not organized Humans did it, uh, not necessarily.Only the bad things that the victim did were found out, and he was not found to have any relationship with the black organization.

"What are you thinking about?"

"This case, how likely is it that the organization's actions...?"

Aoki suddenly asked a question.

It shouldn't be, Patus has been plucking weeds on Gin's head recently, and he hasn't seen any assassination attempts by the bosses of the operation team.Having said that, is it really necessary for the guy who was killed to let Mr. Bourbon take action?

"Why do you think so?" Jing Guang suddenly became unsure, and Aoki must have his reasons for asking this question. Following this line of thought, he also began to diverge his own thinking.

Gin...wouldn't be so free, would it?

Aoki shook his head.

Because I can't tell you, in Aoki's file, the mother who was killed by his father... is probably a traitor who was wiped out by the organization.

The two guys with as many identities as garlic cloves and rings like onions seriously thought about who the suspicious person in the Metropolitan Police Department was, and they didn't worry about their own safety at all.