Himuro Reiji: "..." What other purpose could there be?
Following this direction, he suddenly remembered the news he had just seen.
"Wait, you, are you the unlucky passerby who was almost hit by someone who fell from a building?!" Himuro Reiji felt a flash of lightning flash through his mind, and he suddenly understood the current situation.
——Recalling the descriptions in the news, although there is only a vague description of "tall" for the unlucky passerby. But here, it is not too much that can immediately make people think of "tall" people.
And the guy in front of me is obviously one.
Himuro Reiji suddenly felt that he had grasped the key: "I really didn't want to kill you. The only one I wanted to kill from the beginning to the end was that Numao guy! ...Ahem, of course, I also wanted to kill the former policeman,
But I can’t find a way to kill him and clear the relationship for the time being, so I have to put it on hold. Hitting your car was just an accident!"
Ireland: "...Idiot." Being controlled by Uzo without knowing it - the timing of the fall was so "coincident", and the photo of his car was taken later... This is by no means a simple "accident"
", it can even be said that it has nothing to do with accidents.
Thinking of Uzo, Ireland took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it and put it in front of Reiji Himuro, and asked: "Have you seen these two people?"
Himuro Reiji was in a daze for a moment: "..." Regardless of the actions of breaking in and beating people, just listening to these words, the guy in front of him looked like a policeman. Could it be that he was also a retired detective.
He cursed, lowered his head to look at the painting, and then his face became slightly distorted.
——This seems to have been drawn by the blond man himself. The characters on it are very abstract and his painting skills are average, almost like a child's simple drawing.
…But Himuro Reiji didn’t dare to tell, so he could only try to identify it.
It can be seen that there are probably two people in the picture. One of them has a bunch of curled black lines drawn on the top of his head. The artist probably wants to describe a "black roll". In addition, this person has sunglasses on his face and is wearing a black suit.
But his facial features were unrecognizable at all.
The other one was even less distinctive and looked like an ordinary man.
After what he had just experienced, Himuro Reiji no longer dared to make up nonsense: "I haven't seen it before."
Ireland glanced at him and took out a tube of potion: "I'm really uncooperative."
Himuro Reiji stared at the tube of potion without any mark, his face changed, and he intuitively felt that this was not a good thing. At the same time, he also felt that the person opposite was being unreasonable: "I'm not uncooperative, take a look at what you drew.
...By the way, photos, show me their photos, maybe I can recognize them!"
This time it was Ireland's turn to change his face slightly: If he could get the photos, would he come to a little guy like this to ask for clues about Uzo?
He snorted coldly, pressed Himuro Reiji's hand, and injected the injection.
"Whether you were lying, being perfunctory, or really didn't know, it doesn't matter." He put away the syringe again, "This interrogation drug is still in the clinical trial period and has a high fatality rate, so its use is not recommended.
But fortunately, it works well - I hope you can survive for a while."
…
Sure enough, those people at the institute did not get so much money in vain. While enjoying top-notch treatment, the results they gave were indeed reliable.
Himuro Reiji started asking and answering questions.
But Ireland listened carefully to his various answers, but was unable to analyze any clues related to Uzo.
Ireland: "..." If it weren't for the malicious phrase "be careful on the road" and the intense interest on the face of the man in sunglasses and black clothes at that time, he would never have been able to compare this incident with "there are other behind-the-scenes hands"
connect together.
But now, it turns out that even if he knew that someone else was behind the scenes, he couldn't find any clues.
Thinking that he was fighting against such an opponent, Ireland suddenly felt a little anxious, and simply had no idea what to do.
But after calming down for a moment, he forced himself to transform his anxiety and nervousness into the excitement of meeting a powerful enemy: "...Sending such a person to hell to confess to Mr. Pisco is a worthy challenge."
And, on the other hand, it is regrettable that Mr. Pisco was defeated by such a person, but it is not too humiliating.
——Because it’s not that he is weak, but that the other party is too strong, like a natural disaster that cannot be traced.
…
Although he was still a little reluctant, Ireland soon received another message from the ghost in the police station.
——When he first came to Himuro's house, the other party conveyed the information that "the police and detectives are still looking for mobile phones in the building and will not leave for the time being." Ireland dared to stay here for a long time.
But this time, the situation has obviously become different.
According to the informant, a detective has found conclusive evidence that Reiji Himuro committed the crime. After the evidence is played, they will probably go to Himuro's house to arrest him.
"..." I really can't stay here any longer.
Ireland put away his cell phone, looked down at Reiji Himuro, who knew too much, and found that he didn't seem to be the lucky person who could survive the effects of the medicine, so he didn't even have to go through the silence step.
But the body can't be left here - that's fine if it's just the police, but I heard there are two detectives accompanying him.
In this case, if the murderer died inexplicably at home, the detectives would never consider it a "suicide", and Ireland, a passerby who was almost hit by a corpse, could easily come back into their sight. This is undoubtedly
It's a troublesome thing.
Ireland: "..." If in normal times, he would still have the confidence to take a preemptive strike and secretly deal with the two troublesome detectives before he was found out, and also kill the little patrolman who casually photographed them.
But now, the boss is urging him to leave, and there is still an Uzo hiding in the shadows who is eyeing him. If he continues to delay, the situation will only become more and more unfavorable.
"I lost this time, because I was not prepared." He thought of Uzo, and his heart was filled with rage, "But I will definitely come back, and when the time comes, I will send you all to accompany Mr. Pisco.
"
While Ireland was planning the future in her mind, she looked around Reiji Himuro's house and quickly found a suitcase.
This suitcase is much larger than the common ones - Reiji Himuro seems to be planning to return to his old business, and has prepared many things at home to facilitate the transportation of items.
Now it was easier for him to transport himself.
Ireland folded the body and stuffed it inside. After thinking about it, he threw the valuables from Rei Himuro's house into the box together. The drawer was opened and the sundries were scattered around, creating a chaotic scene.
Finally, he wiped away the traces left by Reiji Himuro when he bumped on the ground, threw the rag into the suitcase, sealed the suitcase, and stood up.
