Someone at the scene of the explosion called the police, but because the situation was unclear, police from the nearby security hall came, made a statement and evacuated the crowd.
"The bullets along the way have been cleaned up. There are only bullet marks on the wall. There was not enough time to cover them up."
Jiang Chengdahe carefully took photos at several corners to collect evidence, "Looking at the bullet marks, it should be a 9mm caliber pistol. There is no way to accurately determine the model. In addition, I have already collected the blood at the scene, or should I test it?"
"Yes." Kuroki Jin held the envelope in his hand. The envelope had been opened. He was reading the letter inside repeatedly, "Let Amuro check it."
Jiang Chengdahe paused, "Did you tell him?"
"I can't hide it." Kuroki Ren handed him the letter, "What's more, we need to find the person as quickly as possible, and we must mobilize all available resources."
"At least when it comes to Xiaohuang's matter, Amuro is with us."
Jiang Chengdahe glanced at the letter, with a cold murderous intent on his face: "How arrogant."
In the letter, Wrath briefly introduced himself and mentioned the mercenary battle abroad many years ago. At the end, he asked him if he liked his gift.
"The surveillance was sorted out, and sure enough, he was carrying a signal jammer with him and nothing was captured."
Kuroki Ren handed over the phone, and Jiang Chengdahe looked at the surveillance video, and there was a news notification right at the top.
"Amuro." He returned the phone. Kuroki Jin read the message and sighed: "The blood belongs to Koko."
The atmosphere between the two was a bit heavy. Kuroki was turning his cell phone unconsciously in his hand. He was anxious, but he had no solution to the current situation.
"Anyway, you've asked the An room to check the surveillance. Let's take a walk around here." Jiang Chengdahe straightened his somewhat messy clothes, "Maybe we can find some clues."
Kuroki Ren did not object. The two of them carefully checked the area and found nothing except a few traces of escape.
"It's probably been cleared up." Kuroki Jin recalled the details of the previous battle with the Seven Deadly Sins in his mind, "Wrath is very good at seizing opportunities, so there are almost no mistakes in details."
Even though he left in a hurry, he didn't leave any key traces or clues.
The two met at the scene of the crime and were stopped before they could discuss it further.
"...Megure Police Department?" Kuroki Ren frowned slightly, not understanding why he saw him here.
"Ahem," Megure Thirteen put his fist to his mouth and coughed, "I received a report that a case occurred here. Is Mr. Kuroki...?"
Kuroki Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. When they first arrived, they saw police collecting samples and evidence. The police had already left before he and Jiang Chengdahe separated, so it shouldn't have been the onlookers who called the police.
So the answer is actually very obvious.
Facing the somewhat guilty look of the Megure Police Department, Kuroki Jin's expression remained unchanged: "Kudo's phone number?"
He ran away in such a hurry in front of him, even if Haibara Ai would protect him, Edogawa Conan would still be suspicious when he should be.
But how did he confirm that the crime occurred here?
Kuroki's expression froze. He reached into his right pocket and carefully touched it, and found a round object in the corner of the pocket.
Very good, Edogawa Conan finally succeeded in placing a transmitter on him.
Megure was still hiding his embarrassment, Kuroki Ren slowly exhaled and put on a relaxed smile.
"It's nothing important. Brother Dahe and I are just looking for something."
"Have you found it?" Takagi Wataru asked subconsciously.
Before Kuroki Jin finished weighing whether he needed to borrow the power of the Metropolitan Police Department to search for it, Jiangcheng Dahe said: "No need to bother, we have already found it."
Kuroki Ren looked back and saw that Jiangcheng Dahe rejected the police as expected. It was not so much his prejudice against the police as it was his complete lack of trust.
So he echoed: "Yeah, I found it."
Kuromu Ren pinched off the transmitter in his pocket and followed Jiang Chengdahe away, whispering in code: "You go home first, I will go back to organize a trip."
"I'm going somewhere else." Jiang Cheng Dahe's eyes did not leave the letter, "I have an impression of this letter paper and saw it in a nearby store."
After hearing this, Heimuren looked at the letter paper again. He had no impression, but he did not stop Jiang Chengdahe, but repeatedly told him to contact him if he had anything to do.
He first went home and got the gun, then drove to O011, the headquarters of the Supervision Department. On the way, Gin called him but he didn't answer.
"...Potter?"
After swiping the key card, the person on duty at the door called out Kuroki Jin's code name in surprise.
"Where's Pisk?" Kuromu Ren glanced at him, and the man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
He laughed twice: "Pisk is not here...Potter, Potter!"
Heimuren raised his feet and walked inside. He was so full of murderous aura that no one dared to stop him.
The headquarters of the Inspection Department does not occupy a large area. It is a dispute mediation office to the outside world. It is located in a remote place and is not visited all year round. This also makes it convenient for the Inspection Department to occasionally hold meetings here.
This is obviously not the time now, so Kuroki Jin opens the door of the conference room, and there is only one person in the room.
"Hey, Potter." Pisk smiled unbridled, "You know I'm here so quickly. It seems like the Inspectorate is on a level footing for you."
This is a heart-breaking thing to say. If someone who is interested finds out and reports it to the BOSS, they will definitely be afraid of Kuroki Jin.
But he couldn't care less.
Kuroki Jin drew his gun so fast that Pisk didn't even react. He felt a sharp pain in his body and leaned back in his chair.
The second bullet hit the overturned chair back, and the third bullet hit the conference room table.
Kuroki Ren did not fire again, because all the people who stayed behind in the inspection department rushed in and surrounded him with guns.
He threw away the gun and raised his hands above his head, indicating that he would not resist.
Pisk's suppressed, crazy laughter came from under the table. He covered his right shoulder with one hand and crawled out from under the table. He looked at Kuroki Ren, who was surrounded by guns, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
"Potter..." He greedily imprinted the figure of Kuroki Ren in his mind, as if he wanted to mark today's shame forever.
Kuroki's back was leaning against the wall near the door, while Pisk was sitting on a chair relatively far away. The injury on his shoulder had stopped bleeding, but it was not bandaged.
Gin saw such a scene as soon as he entered the door. His vision went dark and he wanted to kick Potter out.
Pisk is going mad, but he is still restrained on Gin's territory, otherwise he wouldn't have done nothing to Jin Kuroki after crawling out from under the table.
He knew deeply that the gun aimed at Kuroki would not be fired at Kuroki, but if he made any irritating move, the final direction of the gun would definitely be him, Pisk.
Gin waved his hand, and the other members in the room exited, leaving only the three of them.
"Can anyone give me an explanation?" Gin glanced at Kuroki, then looked at Pisk, and said coldly.
The corner of Pisk's mouth twitched, and he wanted to ask if Gin was blind. Do you still need to ask when it was so obvious that he was the victim?
But he still has some self-awareness. Ginjiu is a relative and will not help or help. If he rushes to find trouble, his head will really blossom.
On this point, Gin is much more decisive than Kuroki Jin.