Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"Just find a place to sit," Nagase walked into the office, looked at Jean who stood up half a head taller than him, and clicked unhappily, "Tsk, racial advantage."

"Police department, it's also a form of racial discrimination to put height on race." Kurokawa complained, and followed into the office.

Jean dusted off the dust on his body, and scanned the office of the serious crime team.

[kp: make reconnaissance 401D100=20 difficult success]

The office has been tidied up carefully, the floor is as clean as new, but there are few desks and chairs, several pieces of glass in the window are broken, and the wind blows in from there, it is desolate and bleak.

"It's Nagase's bad habit to make excuses when he sees people taller than himself. He has no malice." Kurokawa dragged two plastic stools from the corner of the poor office with a good temper, "Sorry, the office was smashed before , there are no extra chairs."

Nagase Daigui let out an uncomfortable gasp from his nose.

Ellis took it politely and asked, "'Been smashed' means..."

"It's a citizen," Kurokawa's young face was a little gloomy, "The police's failure to handle the case made the citizens very anxious, and the tragic situation of the victim is also quite frightening. The citizens are also extremely frightened."

"However, I think your situation should not be so urgent now." Reminiscent of the undamaged work stations on the first floor, "Is there any progress in solving the case?"

Kurokawa's face became embarrassing: "No, actually, the superiors announced the closure of the case..."

"Where's the prisoner?" Jean asked.

Heichuan was so embarrassed that his head almost fell to his chest: "I didn't catch it..."

Jean looked at Nagase, who had been unhappy all the time, with a sympathetic look: "You really don't want credibility?" The extraordinarily serious criminal case couldn't even catch a single prisoner, and the case was forcibly closed—in case the criminal commits another crime, the government will even take the lead. If you can't pass the seven, you will be disbanded directly.

The expression on Nagase Oki's delicate face was distorted: "Who doesn't want it!"

"This statement was not issued by the serious crime team at all!" Nagase Dagui slammed the desktop of his subordinates, "The higher-ups didn't even say hello to me, and directly announced the end of the case across the police station, and even destroyed it All electronic records!"

"Even if the culprit is not caught, the case is closed!!!" Nagase Dagui's beard was trembling with anger.

[kp: let the real 901D100=44 difficulty succeed]

To be honest, words are not even enough to express one-tenth of Nagase's true inner anger.

Jean sat on a plastic stool, raised his face and asked, "Does Officer Nagase have any objections to being so overbearing? Can the citizens accept it?"

"Of course there is," Kurokawa said tiredly, "Brother Nagase went to the Ministry of Health and Welfare to protest, but the killings have indeed stopped, and the citizens have not continued to make noise, and the officials and senior officials have crushed people to death, especially the other party's aliens. able--"

"Kurokawa!" Nagase shouted, "Be careful what you say—"

"Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Jean's words successfully interrupted Nagase's yelling, and attracted Nagase's attention to himself, he shrugged, "I still have some insight in terms of supernatural powers. "

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Nagase Oki frowned: "Are you also a person with supernatural abilities?"

"Yes," Jean said without concealing it, "The ability to see through lies, are you afraid?"

[kp: Nagase Daigui psychology? ? ]

Nagase Oki's expression changed between the disbelief of "You are also a person with supernatural powers" and the envy of "You actually have such cool superpowers", and finally made up his mind, and sincerely suggested to Jean: "Should you consider emigrating?" Japan, come to Yokohama to be a policeman, the place has the highest degree of acceptance of people with supernatural powers, it would be too wasteful if your supernatural powers are not used to solve the case.”

[kp: let real 901D100=82 success]

[kp: Ellis Psychology 401D100=? ? ]

This guy is serious.

[let:……]

[Alice: Is this the legendary poaching! ]

"Thank you for your kindness, I will consider it." Let Momo put on his sunglasses to block Nagase's burning gaze.

Ellis asked Kurokawa: "The electronic records have been destroyed, so you are here to find paper materials?"

Kurokawa nodded: "Brother Nagase and I have the same idea. If the murderer is not caught, the case will be closed. Neither the survivors nor our police can accept it."

"So is there any progress now?" Jean asked.

"..." There was an unbearable silence in the office.

After a long time, Heichuan said with difficulty: "I didn't mean to excuse us, but with only me and my eldest brother, we only found a few..."

Nagase Oki said: "If it wasn't like this, I would have thrown you out just now."

Jean: "Insufficient manpower?"

"Obviously," Nagase Oki stroked his hair irritably, "In the past three days, we only went to 15 scenes, with a total of 66 victims—"

"Wait," Jean interrupted him suddenly, "how many victims did you say?"

Nagase Oki: "66, there is only one 6 left to summon demons."

Not caring about Nagase's cold joke, Ellis also reacted: "Francis gave 67 victims."

"Either the client made a mistake, or someone deliberately mixed the water," Jean stood up from the plastic chair, and said to Nagase Oki, "Officer, can you let me see the victim's photo, it's not a live photo, ordinary Just a photo with a clear face."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Nagase Oki tightened his jacket tightly, without blinking his eyes: "Then we have to go to the archives room on the sixth floor, Kurokawa, lead the way."

Kurokawa: "Okay!"

Archives room on the 6th floor.

In the information age, the existence of paper is still irreplaceable, especially for police files, paper backup is a must.

The red-painted steel frames are staggered, and the cold metal shelves are full of various files.

Kurokawa opened the door with trembling hands: "Brother, if Brother Kondo asks you, you must protect me!"

Nagase pushed him away indifferently: "It's just a matter of opening the door, what are you afraid of?"

Kurokawa: QAQ.

At this moment, Jean couldn't help feeling a little pity for Heichuan: changing to a harsh superior, there is a possibility of direct dismissal.

Nagase pressed the key to open the door, and the file room instantly lit up with white light, shining on the inhuman dead thing, without any extra warmth.

The dust spread the Tyndall effect in the air, and Jean waved the air uncomfortably, and walked in patiently to find the dossier information about the Yokohama indiscriminate homicide case.

The moment Alice entered the door, he sneezed softly.

[kp: let library 201d100=59 failed]

[kp: Nagase Daiki Library 201D100=78 failed]

[kp: Kurokawa library 301D100=34 failed]

[kp: Ellis Library 401D100=5 extremely difficult to succeed]

Although the public classifies the files very well, Jean has never been a person who likes to spend time in the library. Nagase and Kurokawa are also police officers who love field work, so the first person who finds the files they need is Ellie who often reads Nor is it surprising.

Almost by divine help, Ellis found the files they wanted in 5 minutes, along with other related incident files. Before they could breathe the dusty air, they returned to the serious crime unit with clean windows. office.

Ellis sneezed and spread the file.

Jean extracted information from the "Indiscriminate Murder Files", in which the name, age, identity, and place of death of each victim were written in detail.

"Fujiki Yoshikawa, 39 years old, the son of the manager of a fishing tackle shop next to the Tsurumi River in Yokohama, died on the bank of the Tsurumi River."

"Yasuda Tsuki, 17 years old, a third-year student at Yokohama Middle School, died at the school's sports warehouse."

"Oda Sakunosuke, 23 years old, writer, died at the seaside."

……

"Ranpo Edogawa, 26 years old, detective, died at the Armed Detective Agency"

Let your eyes stay on the information in your hand for a long time.

Detective Die at Armed Detective Agency has a subtle antic to it.

Seeing that he didn't turn the page, Nagase came over to glance at the information he was looking at, and sighed, "Well, because the situation in Yokohama is complicated, our police are also powerless in some homicide cases, so we often ask this person for help. Those third-rate detectives who sell dog meat are different, this one is a real detective, he reasoned quickly, never made mistakes, never thought that one day he would be included in the file as a victim."

"What is the relationship between Ranpo Edogawa and the Armed Detective Agency?"

"What else can it be related to? It's the relationship between the detective and the detective agency," Nagase explained in a low-interest manner, "The consulting detective of the Armed Detective Agency is Mr. Edogawa."

Even though the person is dead, Nagase still calls the other party "Sir".

Jean put the materials of Edogawa Ranpo in his hand, saw the repeated names, counted the pages, and thought: "Edogawa Ranpo, is he the last victim?!"

There are a total of 66 people, and everyone is recorded in the book, sorted by time, until Edogawa Ranpo.

"Well," Nagase nodded at him, "Mr. Edogawa is the last one, and there will be no more casualties after him."

Kurokawa added from the side: "Some people also doubt whether Mr. Edogawa deduced that the prisoner and the other party died together."

"Impossible," Nagase, who admired Edogawa Ranpo, said, "Equally famous for Mr. Edogawa's inconceivable wisdom is his fragile self-preservation ability, a prisoner who can treat people like that, Competing on the same stage, it is impossible for Mr. Edogawa to cause effective damage to him."

A question mark popped up on Alice's forehead, and he asked cautiously: "But the situation has indeed stopped, hasn't it?"

"This is what we don't understand," Nagase said calmly, "The Armed Detective Agency is also tracking down criminals like us. When the news of Mr. Edogawa's death came, our database was invaded by a wave of hackers. From the route, it should be them."

[Jean: I don't plan to pursue it if I don't report it. This guy has a high degree of affection for the detective agency. ]

"But the situation of the Armed Detective Agency is even more difficult than ours recently," Kurokawa bent his knees sadly, "The group of people in the Supernatural Secret Service Section turned a blind eye to our investigation, and the Armed Detective Agency It's not so relaxed anymore..."

According to the note, Liu Ke found an old red brick building.

There is an "open" sign at the entrance of the Vortex Cafe on the first floor.

"Great, it's still open, I'm really lucky~" Ruke pushed open the door, and walked into the store amidst the ringing of the doorbell, "Danna, bring me a curry, the spicier the better."

[kp: too lucky. ]

[Ru Ke: Good guy, is this the rhythm of watching the face of the dice every meal! ? ]

[kp: I hope you know this is a coffee shop. ]

[Ru Ke: Heh, how do you think the last bar turned into a coffee shop? ]

[kp: ...that's Shiraishi Haruto's poor management! ! ! ]

[kp: Sulker lucky 801D100=1 big success]

The reopened cafe didn't refuse the first customer's order, even if the request was outrageous.

The black-haired, round-faced girl who described being slightly haggard smiled at him and nodded: "Okay, come right away."

Then the girl turned to the back kitchen, and an elderly man poured him a cup of warm lemonade.

[kp: Sulker reconnaissance 701D100=23 difficult success]

The gray hair brought by the years has made his face a little hoarfrost, and his eye sockets are sunken. It seems that he has just passed a period of unpleasant days, and now he is working hard to make a living.

"Boss, I want to ask you something." Maybe it was because of the consumption in the store, and Liu Ke was justified when he asked the question.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The man in the uniform of the waiter nodded hesitantly to Rick: "Of course."

"Then do you know about the Armed Detective Agency?"

Liu Ke intentionally named vaguely, hoping to get as much useful information as possible.

"Which one are you referring to?" The older man didn't have the extra patience to go around in circles with Rick, but said bluntly, "If you want to inquire about human life, the case has already been closed. If you want to inquire about where the detective agency moved, I don't know anything, even though we're neighbours, we're not that close."

After finishing speaking, the store manager turned and walked away, not even giving Rick a chance to argue.

The hot curry rice was placed in front of Liu Ke, it was hard to tell whether it was perfunctory or sincere, a lot of red powder was sprinkled on it, and the pungent spicy aroma piled up into a hill.

[Liu Ke: Sure enough, the location has been changed. ]

To be honest, Ruk really didn't get any useful information from the man who claimed to be Osamu Dazai.

It's hard to tell whether what Osamu Dazai said is true or not. Even if the situation of the detective agency is bad, Osamu Dazai deliberately exposed it. The verification method is very simple-he just needs to come over in person.

Rick sighed deeply.

How can there be such a person in the world, who knows that he wants to investigate the detective agency, and knows that the detective agency is being watched by many parties, but still wants him to pack himself up and deliver it to his door, can't he be kind to others?

The culprit, Ky, was puzzled and stuffed curry into his mouth spoon by spoon. The spicy taste stimulated the tip of his tongue, but it didn't change his expression much.

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