Morita Taku, who was wearing plain clothes and sunglasses and holding a stack of files and video tapes in his arms, glanced at the reporters surrounding the main entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department. He sighed and cursed the unscrupulous teacher in his heart, turned around and quietly touched the side door.
Want to slip out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, several reporters squatting on the marble steps eating breakfast next to him swooped up and stopped him like wild dogs seeing bones.
"Mr. Police..." A man came up holding a microphone.
"I'm not a policeman..." Morita Taku was frightened and quickly covered his face with his hands.
When the reporter heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "You are really good at joking. You look like a policeman."
"Huh?" Morita Taku was stunned.
Another reporter from the side came up and interrupted, "Hey, you are not a shady policeman. Who can wear sunglasses so tightly when going out in this weather?"
"..." Morita Taku.
This makes so much sense!
"Okay, what's your problem?"
"What approach will the Metropolitan Police Department take to handle this case of missing persons and human trafficking?"
"This... I'm not sure yet, but I think it will definitely satisfy the people."
"Really? If people are still dissatisfied with the protests, will the Metropolitan Police continue to take them seriously?"
Morita Taku thought how do I know the thoughts of the people above him, but he laughed dryly, "New Tokyo's happiness index is among the best in the world, and public security has always been good. This...isn't it..."
Before he finished speaking, he realized that at some point the reporters at the door were no longer looking at him. Instead, they all turned their heads, their glowing eyes seeming to see some fresh bones.
Morita Taku followed his gaze and suddenly took a breath of air.
Under the dark sky, the streets to the west of the Metropolitan Police Department no longer had the noise of vehicle engines and honking horns, and were replaced by densely packed heavy footsteps.
Countless people holding signs and banners such as "Severely punish the murderers behind the scenes of the gods", "Human life is important", "We are also interested in justice" and other signs and banners came from behind the street corner and approached the Metropolitan Police Department in the blink of an eye.
In front of the headquarters building.
Morita Taku recovered from the shock, and when a few people were not paying attention, he quickly ran to the street with the files and video tapes in his arms, and got into a gray silver van.
...
"A-Tuo! Master really did not misjudge you!"
As soon as I got in the car and sat on the passenger seat, I heard that annoying sound that made my teeth hurt.
"The last time! I said it! The last time!" Morita Taku stared warily at the unshaven Aragaki Satoru with a pipe in his mouth. He took out the files and video tapes from his arms and covered them tightly.
"Of course! Next time I will definitely... uh no! I mean I won't bother you next time." Aragaki Satoru promised with a smile and raised his hand, and the latter handed the file to the other party in a helpless manner.
But when he turned around, Morita Taku was shocked to see that there were two people sitting in the back seat of the van.
In addition to the high school boy whom Aragaki Satoru called "one of his" whom he met once last week, there was also a strange girl with short silver hair wearing a hoodie!
Sorry!
Was this special sighting promised to be carried out secretly?!
Aragaki Satoru glanced at the file twice and realized something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he quickly explained, "Don't worry! Charlie-chan is one of us too, a new employee of the detective agency."
"New employee?" Morita Taku was stunned.
How can your detective agency still recruit people? He glanced at the girl with short silver hair in the back seat, and Charlie showed him a cute and honest smile in a very familiar manner.
Don't say,
Quite beautiful.
He doesn't look blind either...
Higashinohara in the back seat glanced at the people demonstrating in front of the Metropolitan Police Department. Today was originally a holiday. When he went upstairs after exercising early in the morning, he was attracted by Aragaki Satoru's part-time offer - to accompany him to handle this commission.
Half a month's rent is reduced again.
That means that including last week's extramarital affair investigation, Higashinohara won't have to pay rent at the end of next month. The money saved may be able to go to a cold weapon store to pick up two handy Kodachi swords.
Moreover, Shikame Ryoka was very firm and convinced that her mother did not commit suicide, which also made Higashinohara a little curious, so he followed her after resting today.
In the front seat, Aragaki Satoru mocked the Metropolitan Police Department for actually hiding in the building in the face of the parade. He had already put the surveillance tape of that intersection into the car video recorder and played it.
Morita Taku next to him shook his head and said:
"This case is almost over. If you want to make money, I advise you not to waste any time. I have read the files. The railway and tram intersection in Kurebetsu Town is a famous accident-prone place in recent years. There are one or two accidents every year.
Regarding suicide cases, I have also brought the videos from previous years for you to take a look at."
"You are not aware of the suicide siphon effect in our country. It may become a suicide resort in a few years. The municipal department is even preparing to re-plan the railway in that area."
Listening to Morita Taku's nagging, Higashinohara also turned his gaze away from the window and stared at the car video recorder in front of him.
In the unclear picture, a woman carrying a vegetable basket was waiting at the intersection. She suddenly looked straight ahead and crossed the life-and-death guardrail with a relieved smile on her face.
Dang, Dang, Dang—!
The next moment, the tram roared past, and there were horrified shouts all around.
No matter how you look at it, this is the most common case among the more than 300 suicide cases in New Tokyo every year, although it does not occur during the "peak period".
Every spring break, winter break, and summer vacation in Wano, many students worry that they will be excluded and bullied at school, which will become the "suicide peak period." Another "peak period" is when Tokyo enters the rainy season in May, with continuous drizzle and heavy rain.
High-intensity work pressure increases the possibility of office workers jumping off track.
Aragaki Satoru didn't find anything wrong. He pressed down and scrolled down. The video tape quickly played the suicide video at the railroad intersection in Kubetsu Town in recent years.
Suicides occur in the morning, noon, and night. People who commit suicide include the elderly, young people, office workers, and housewives. Some are smiling when they commit suicide, some are sad, and some look crazy...
All in all, it is consistent with big data suicide statistics and has nothing in common.
...
"This is a little tricky."
Ten minutes later, Aragaki Satoru couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand to turn off the car video recorder.
"Please wait a moment."
Suddenly, Higashinohara who was in the back seat of the van spoke.
Aragaki Satoru and co-driver Morita Taku turned to look at him at the same time. A faint light flashed in Higashinohara's pupils. He leaned forward slightly and pointed to the car video recorder next to the rearview mirror in front of him. He was waiting at the intersection where the suicide occurred.
Two pedestrians with blurred faces.
"Those two people,
In the suicide videos last year and the year before last,
Appeared too."
...
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
