It has been a month since I returned from New York. A plan to investigate Belmode, a member of the organization with three faces, is also being planned. Fujiwara Yu does not feel that Yinsen Hondo can easily complete this investigation task with his own strength.
So you can focus your attention elsewhere.
For example, the trend of Facebook. He was basically sure that Akai Shuichi and Judy Stelling were responsible for investigating Belmode, and they should have more useful information in their hands.
It is definitely unrealistic to obtain this information through legitimate channels, so we can only wait and wait and follow up on the two FB investigators to obtain relevant and useful information.
Isn't this? The effect is quite good. In just one month, Yin Sen Bentang brought back a good piece of news about Judy Stelling.
Her father was also an FBI investigator during his lifetime, but he died in an ordinary fire accident 19 years ago.
From the photos sent by Yin Sen Bentang, it is not difficult to see that the old black-rimmed glasses Judy is wearing are consistent with the men in the photos. In other words...the glasses Judy is wearing are the relics of her father.
Rei Fukutani and Kagemitsu Morofuku have made it clear that based on their status in the organization, it is impossible for them to come into contact with higher-level figures other than Gin, the leader of the action team.
Therefore, Akai Shuichi, who is in the same class, probably had no contact with Belmod when he was a rye whiskey maker.
Then he can insist on the identity of Belmode...it can only be the internal information of FB.
If the death of Judy's father is regarded as a well-planned murder, it can explain why FB knows Belmod so well - Judy's father did not die in an accident, it was Belmod who did it, and Judy was lucky to survive.
Eyewitnesses coming down.
Didn't he accept the witness protection plan and resolutely embark on the same path as his father? Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but raise his lips when he thought of this. He was like this. It seemed that he and Miss Judy were quite destined, but as long as he thought of it,
There was always something indescribable about her, and that plate of spaghetti with bacon and cream that was not delicious to him.
He shook his head and threw the terrible content behind him, and looked up at the computer in front of him. He had not yet written a written report on the case he solved yesterday, so he had to write it out quickly.
Dongdong. There was a knock on the door. Most of the people who knocked on the door were police officers from other departments. After rearranging their workstations, Hashimoto Yuji, who was sitting closest to the door, put down what he was doing, got up and walked to the locked office door.
When I pulled it open, I found a very familiar police officer.
But his social skills are very poor. Except for a few colleagues in the same department, he cannot name them.
Chiba Kazunobu came to Takashi Sousuke with a stack of envelopes. He put the things down with a smile and reminded him: "Takaji Police Department, when I was helping Megure Police Department to get things, I saw your mailbox.
It was full, so I brought it over for you." Kenzo Mashiba, who was chewing on the ballpoint pen holder, glanced at the thick stack of envelopes, and his eyes widened: "Police department, these are not sent by people who admire you.
A letter, right? This is too exaggerated. Didn’t you tell them not to send this kind of thing to the Metropolitan Police?"
"If order could be managed by just saying a word, then there would be no criminals in the world." Usho Tsuda sighed. He stood up and came to Sosuke Takaji and asked with a smile: "The police department needs me.
Can I help you read it together?" Fujiwara Yu looked at the envelopes in front of him with a headache. There were fifty or sixty of them anyway, which was twice the previous number.
He picked up a letter with a cold face and said solemnly: "Well, screen the letters. If it is a letter asking for help, keep it. If not, throw it away."
"Yes, police department!" Fujiwara Yu opened the letter in his hand and saw the sentence asking about his marriage status at a casual glance. He didn't even need to guess the rest of the content. He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
This kind of non-nutritious question is really boring. After reading several letters one after another, he felt that five precious minutes of his life were wasted.
Just when Fujiwara Yu opened the document and prepared to edit the report, Takagi Wataru picked up the letter in his hand with some confusion and handed it to Takaji Sosuke, and asked aloud: "Police department, isn't this letter a bit strange? I
I can’t understand what this person wants to convey at all.” Fujiwara Yu lowered his head and looked at the content of the letter. At first glance, he really couldn’t understand what this person wanted to express, but as long as he removed some repeated katakana, he could see this
The hidden content of the letter.
He picked up the ballpoint pen in his hand and erased all the redundant katakana. He was stunned by the content that appeared on the letter paper.
Takagi Wataru, who was standing next to him, also read out the content word for word: "Please, save, save, I have someone who wants to kill me... eh? The police department?"
"Hashimoto, open the information database and screen for women whose names are Matsuoka Chie and who live in Fuchu City, so be quick!" Fujiwara Yuu noticed the name at the signature and the stamp with Fuchu City printed on it, and immediately gave the command.
"Yes." The crackling sound of the keyboard came from Hashimoto Yuji. Within a few minutes, all the girls named Matsuoka Chie in Fuchu City were screened out. Fortunately, there were not many people with the same name and the same surname.
Still relatively small.
Fujiwara Yu originally planned to use the stupidest method to ask his subordinates to visit the homes of these people with the same name, but when he saw a photo of one of the girls, he always felt that she looked familiar... He seemed to have seen her before?
Where did you see it? Fuchu City, I have only been there six years ago when I was attending the police academy, so I saw it while I was at the police academy?
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"An independent building in the north." A voice suddenly came to Yu Fujiwara's mind. Only then did he remember the first incident he had ever encountered. At that time, he believed a girl's words and went to the racecourse to investigate.
That girl is very similar to the 23-year-old girl named Chie Matsuoka in the photo. She has three triangular moles on her right cheek. Even though there is a slight change in appearance, the moles can determine that the two are the same person.
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"Takaji, what's wrong with you?" Yin Dahang noticed something was wrong with Fujiwara Yu's expression and couldn't help but asked with concern.
Fujiwara Yu shook his head to show that he was fine. He picked up his suit jacket and walked out with a serious look, and dropped a sentence that surprised everyone except Yin Dahang: "Hashimoto, go to the stall to call the six
Regarding all the incidents that happened in Fuchu City years ago, Brother Hang, come with me, and everyone else is on standby." Miwako Sato couldn't help but pause when she picked up the cup, and she looked at Kenzo Mashiba next to her with some confusion.
: "Senior Mashiba, don't you think the police department is a little strange? How did he know the appearance of the person who wrote the letter?"
"I don't know if you ask me, but the police department rarely shows such expressions. I'm afraid we all have to work overtime today." Kenzo Mashiba shrugged his shoulders. He got up and made himself a cup of coffee, having already prepared for staying up late.
Prepare.
While he was making coffee, his eyes fell on Hashimoto Yuji's computer screen. He vaguely felt that there were key clues in the files that the police asked Yuji to retrieve.
What could it be? How could it involve a case that had been resolved six years ago?