Red and black camp simulation game

Since the first victim was found to be a believer who came to worship at dawn, the case was not suppressed. On the contrary, with the appearance of the second and third victims, public opinion completely pushed the Boston police away. On the cusp of the storm, various media said angrily, "I didn't expect BPD (Boston Police Department) to be as useless as Scotland Yard in the [-]th century!" ’, dragging the London police into the scolding battle.

That month, while collecting information on the mobile phone, I watched with relish the people of the two countries disgusting and cursing each other on the Internet.

"Stupid, but it's still a good show." He commented pertinently, "The people behind are making second-hand preparations. If the FBI still can't catch the murderer before the fourth victim appears, BPD A scapegoat would be introduced, and all the idlers would turn the blame away."

"Don't you think about solving the case at this time?" The little detective followed him with heavy steps, and his eyes widened upon hearing this.

"The impact of this case is too bad. If the public opinion is not handled well, the pressure on the police will only increase." That month, he didn't break the matter up and tell the little detective, but just brought it up lightly, "You just need to solve the case with peace of mind. It's fine, don't worry about those things."

They came out of the hotel an hour ago and went straight to Trinity Church in Boston, but because the victim was still alive, and the scene could be investigated by the FBI, there was nothing left when the two came. They could only turn around and go to the second crime scene.

That month, of course, he knew that the trip to the church would be in vain, but this time he left the investigation to the little detective. He sat in the back and concentrated on investigating various cases. The city center is not far away.

"The surveillance system in the area where Trinity Church is located was under maintenance at the beginning of the month, so the murderer's appearance was not captured. The surveillance system facing the statue in Copley Square was also damaged the day before the incident for unknown reasons," said the young detective that month. When talking about this, they just arrived at Boston Common. "As for the second park, there is no surveillance system installed near the bronze fountain where the body was found, but the suspect's back was still photographed at the entrance of the park."

"Although it was deleted and replaced by someone, I can restore it."

Nayue operated on the phone twice, and lit the screen in front of Kudo Shinichi: "What did you find?"

The boy squinted his eyes and looked carefully: "Wearing a mask and sunglasses, the brim of the hat is pressed very low, and the clothes on his body are not clearly styled but the decoration looks complicated. It seems that he has been avoiding his face being photographed by the surveillance, and he has a strong sense of vigilance. "

"He came like this," Nayue adjusted forward, and a figure wrapped in a pitch-black cloak appeared on the screen, "After committing the crime, he left the cloak on the dead man."

It is simply a deliberate imitation of Jack the Ripper who also left his cloak next to a certain female corpse more than 100 years ago.

"The suspect is a male with a height of over 180, about 50 years old, with a thin build and a strict personality." The two talked and sat on the empty bench by the lake, Kudo Shinichi touched Chin analysis, "The hair leaking out of the hat is all white. This color is very rare in nature, and it is easy to find out if it is dyed the day after tomorrow. Although he tried his best to conceal his figure, he still has a slightly hunched back. Judging that the hair can only turn gray naturally due to aging."

They have all read the report on the deceased's body in the materials, so they naturally know that the murderer is right-handed (with a small probability that both hands are used), the technique of dissecting the abdomen is unfamiliar, and he lacks surgical knowledge. The murderer had undoubtedly made all the plans and investigations in advance, and then picked a place that would not be monitored to attack the deceased who had a habit of drinking.

Even with these clues, it is not enough to find the murderer.

Shinichi habitually wanted to turn around and ask for Nayue's opinion. In the past, when encountering such an important case that he could not solve it quickly, the police officer would point out the most critical clues to him or remind him of the missing details, but this times did not.

The black-haired young man sat there smiling at him, and shook his head lightly: "This time you have to rely on yourself, little detective."

Kudo Shinichi suddenly realized that he was already too dependent on this person, and because of his admiration, he had the feeling of "Na Yuege is omnipotent". He actually subconsciously wanted to seek help from the other party when he encountered difficulties in the case.

Normal for a child, but a terrible state of mind for a detective.

The little detective took a deep breath, nodded his head solemnly, and began to look through the documents carefully.

Looking at the young man trying to deduce the murderer's information that month, he didn't realize how gentle his red pupils were. He just suddenly understood the mentality of Mr. Dazai and Mr. Ranpo when they were guiding (watching) his reasoning and solving the case.

Such a serious boy is so cute.Players sigh.

"Huh?" With sharp eyes, he saw a thin and small figure standing by the fountain not far away at some point, with a familiar black cloak on his shoulders, standing stiffly like that without being surrounded by fences. On the edge of the crime scene.

That month, he took another look at Xinyi, who was immersed in reasoning, and chose to get up and go over to have a look.

He kept his footsteps light but audible, and slowly walked behind the small figure, only then did he see clearly.

It was a child with a green and immature face, and it happened to be the one I saw in the hotel newspaper more than an hour ago that month.

"Hiroki-kun," he chose to speak in Japanese, "do you need help?"

Name: Hiroki Sawada

Age: 10 years old

Faction: Red side

Identity: MIT graduate student, adopted son of the chairman of Syndora Group / Poor bird without freedom

Evaluation: A well-deserved genius boy, his talent in IT is enough to make many people ashamed. His greatest achievement is the DNA tracking system invented in the first half of the year. He is still studying the "greatest invention in human history", artificial intelligence Noah's Ark. ps. But he's just a bad kid right now

That month thought, now he finally knows what the 'Noah's Ark' in the mission prompt is.

Hiroki was not as mature as he looked in the photo, and even looked a little haggard. He visibly trembled when he heard a strange voice calling his name in his native language, and his light purple eyes looked anxiously.

"I'm a detective from the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department," said Yue Yue, who had always been so nice to children, and rolled his eyes out of his ID card, "I guess you'll have something to say to me, right?"

After hearing his self-introduction, the young man who had obviously escaped from the bodyguards almost instantly lost his strength, and his eyes became moist.

"I have... clues to provide," he bit his lower lip, still paying attention to his surroundings with some doubts. "About the recent Jack the Ripper..."

Just as the black-haired boy was about to speak, his body froze, and he subconsciously grabbed onto Nayue's clothes. At the same time, Nayue also noticed someone approaching behind him. Before he turned his head, that person slowed down his speech. I spoke.

"Hiroki, what are you doing?" The serious and deep male voice said in English, "Come back with me."

Standard superior command tone.

The smile on Nayue's face receded like a tide, he turned his head calmly, and sure enough, he saw the person he expected. According to the information found on the way, Chairman Sindora adopted Hiroki's mother after his mother passed away.

A tall, thin-looking, serious gentleman with gray hair.

There were a few tall and strong bodyguards standing behind Syndora, who obviously came prepared, he didn't pay attention to that month at all, and only looked at his 'adopted son' with a cold tone: "You Something is wrong today, why did you throw away the bodyguards and come to this kind of place... Forget it, come back with me right away."

The little detective on the bench realized something was wrong at this moment, and quickly ran over holding the documents, and stood beside Na Yue vigilantly.

"What happened..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly sullenly tried not to let his emotions leak on his face, his brows were furrowed.

Nayue knew that he must have found something was wrong - all the characteristics of the chairman of Syndola were very consistent with the image of the suspect that the little detective deduced earlier.

When handling a case, the FBI will most likely choose to investigate from the interpersonal relationship of the victims. The faster monitoring and investigation cannot be used in this case, and even the behavioral analysis team cannot infer the murderer's motive.

He didn't even have anger, fear or pleasure when he committed the crime, as if he was just doing something natural and insignificant like eating and drinking, which is chilling.

No one would put the leader of the IT industry, the chairman of the Syndora Group, in the position of a suspect, but they don't know that the little detective in the American circle of people doesn't have these messy concerns. For him, it is the best to confirm the suspect based on reasoning. It's nothing more than normal.

So now, he began to suspect that Thomas Syndola was the murderer who appeared in the surveillance, but this reasoning needed more evidence to support or overthrow it, and the little detective's eyes drifted to that moon's back again.

The police officer happened to reach out his hand, blocking Xindora's movement to grab Hiroki's shoulder.

In an instant, the gray-haired old gentleman narrowed his light green eyes, and a fierce light shot out. The bodyguards behind him rushed up without saying a word.

That month happened to be boring and suffocating, and now someone came to the door for a beating, how could he refuse, he kept holding the arm of Chairman Xindora with one hand, and released the three big man bodyguards in a few seconds fall down.

"It turns out that your muscles are all inflated. I'm so sorry. If I missed it, I won't pay for it." The young man stood there very calmly, with pity in his eyes, "However, you are really pitiful and funny, Syndora .”

The man's face changed again and again, but Nayue didn't continue talking, but threw him to the ground, and held Hiroki's trembling hand instead.

"You can't take this kid back. He is an important witness in the 'Jack the Ripper' case." Mr. police officer looked down at Thomas Syndora, bending his red pupils, "Hey, no self-introduction, I am a Japanese criminal police."

"With the special approval of the FBI, the right to investigate the case."

So go to the FBI, it has nothing to do with him anyway.Nayue threw the pot away in a happy mood, staring at her back like a knife, and took a child by the hand and left the park.

After they successfully boarded the taxi, Hiroki showed a shocked expression belatedly, and looked at his hand that was held a few minutes ago: "I, shall we just leave like this?"

"That's right, I won't go to the third crime scene, now take Hongshu-kun back to the hotel with us," Nayue said calmly, "It's safer to talk about some things there."

This safety is only for the two young boys, that month does not matter the location, but for the little detective to listen to the clues he needs to reason with peace of mind, it really needs a normal and safe environment.

There is also Hiroki, this genius boy who keeps silent after getting in the car and looks like an autistic child. He sat in the co-pilot that month, and through the rearview mirror, the figure of this child overlapped with that of the little detective Kudo five years ago. A second, and quickly separated.

...Little detective lives so easily, it seems that there are not many similarities between them.