Tokyo Police

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"Sorry, the call you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

"Bastard, why don't you answer the phone at this time? Is there something wrong? No, we can't wait any longer. By tomorrow, the forensics class will conduct a technical appraisal on the metal charcoal basin left on the scene. What if Asuda's fingerprints are left on it?"

"Did you ruin this business card in your hand? I'm afraid it won't do. This business card was sent from the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo. The Metropolitan Police Department must have extracted the fingerprints on the business card in advance and wiped off the business card. His fingerprints won't play any role at all. What to do, it seems that the only way to go back to the police headquarters is to risk and destroy all the traces left on the charcoal basin."

Takashi Imai, who was in a state of anxiety, sat in pain on the head of his bed and kept pulling at his hair. Since knowing that the Metropolitan Police Department has begun to suspect Naoto Asuda, Takashi Imai's heart has been raised in his throat. Yes, as a policeman, he did commit an unforgivable crime. Using the knowledge he learned from his criminal investigation work, he designed two seamless murder cases. All the victims were disguised as suicides. And at the beginning, the police really fell into the trap he said, but all of this began to develop in an uncontrollable direction because of Lin Xiuyi's arrival.

"What should I do? At such an important moment, I can't contact Naoto Asuda, the accomplice who killed Eiji Noguchi. Therefore, Takashi Imai can't be 100% sure about the charcoal basin that was taken away by the forensics class at the crime scene. Whether the fingerprints of Naoto Asuda are really preserved on it. Once the fingerprints of Naoto Asuda are really found on the charcoal basin, then the fact that he killed Professor Noguchi will be exposed to the police. It won't take long for him to be traced, and if that's the case, he'll be playing for the rest of his life."

Therefore, without being able to contact Naoto Asuda, Takahashi Imai didn't dare to gamble with the rest of his life. Because once the bet is lost, the consequences are absolutely unbearable for Imai Takahashi.

Imai Takashi glanced at the time displayed on his watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning. At nine in the morning, the colleagues in the forensics class began to try to extract the fingerprints left on the charcoal basin.

According to Kanai Takazhi's original understanding, these fingerprints could not have been extracted. Because he is very familiar with the means of extracting fingerprints in forensics classes under normal circumstances. But the people in the forensics class today mentioned a new extraction method, which is to use ethyl cyanoacrylate fumigation to extract fingerprints attached to the surface of the once-burned utensils. Takahiro Imai had never heard of this method before, so he specially searched for this fingerprint extraction method on the Internet, and the results confirmed that this method was once applied to an explosion in a US military base in the 1970s. middle. This is a special extraction method for fingerprints left over from fire and explosion sites.

There is not much time left for Takahashi Imai, and if he thinks about it like this, his chances will become increasingly slim. After much thought in Imai's heart, he finally decided to take one last risk. He wanted to secretly return to the Metropolitan Police Department and find a way to clean up the charcoal basin stored in the evidence room. At the very least, the fingerprints that exist on it cannot be extracted by those in the forensics class.

Having finally made up his mind, Takashi Imai took a deep breath and then stood up from the bed. He picked up the coat hanging on the wall, and then stuffed the business card on the desk as evidence into himself. clothes pocket.

"Fight, if you don't do it, you might end up in jail!"

Imai Takashi, who had already made up his mind in his heart, no longer hesitated, he walked to the door and put on his shoes. Then he opened the door and strode towards the Hokkaido Police Headquarters.

Imai Takashi doesn't have his own house, and the apartment he lives in is not far from the prefectural police headquarters, so he didn't spend much time trotting all the way to the place where he worked during the day.

He took a very covert detour to the underground garage exit on the side of the county police headquarters building. As a criminal policeman, he understood the orientation and arrangement of the cameras here. So he carefully dodged where the camera could shine, and then entered the interior of the building along the freight stairs in the underground parking lot.

Although the offices of Search Section 1 and Forensics Section are on different floors, the evidence collected from the crime scene is usually placed in the evidence storage room on the same floor as Search Section 1. Takashi Kanai knows the situation there very well. Because the police are all around on weekdays, except for a camera facing the door, there are no other cameras that can capture the situation inside.

The work area at night has turned off all lights by this time. Takashi Imai, who was curled up, jumped into the office area from a window near the passage, and then continued to lower his body and walked towards the evidence storage room. Although it was pitch-dark all around, as a member of the search class, he knew the place like the back of his hand and knew how to avoid the camera to reach his final destination with his eyes closed.

Finally came to the evidence storage room. Imai Takashi vigilantly looked around the corridor, but it was still silent. Takashi Imai, who was hanging with a heart, looked at the position of the camera. The orientation of the camera is fixed, and there is only one. So Takashi Imai just needs to slowly lean over from the base of the wall and try to block the camera.

Takashi Imai, who had put his heart in his throat, finally launched his last action. He swiftly moved from where he was to the four corners of the camera. Then, little by little, he went behind the camera, and then he twisted the position of the camera to the opposite direction~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then turned to the door.

The door of the evidence storage room is equipped with a combination lock, and the password here is an open secret during the search. After Takashi Imai skillfully entered the password, the door immediately popped open a small crack.

Imai Takashi didn't dare to turn on the light. He took out a mini flashlight. After turning it on, the light of the flashlight illuminated the text marked on the evidence stand, and quickly found what he wanted.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Imai Takazhi was very determined. He quickly found the charcoal pot at the scene, and then he took the charcoal pot and rubbed it frantically with gloves, trying to erase the last bit of evidence in this case. .

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the room became like daytime. Imai Takashi's eyes couldn't stand the sudden change in the light, so he covered his eyes and cried out in horror.

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