Net King Whale Fall

Chapter 683 Kitada Yuna
When Sanada Rin left that suspended edge, not only Sanada Genichiro, but the two of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

I understand the reasoning, but even though I understand it, the visual impact is still quite stimulating. Of course, it would be better to leave that dangerous place.

Perhaps because they lingered at the scene for too long, on their way back they found the police station surrounded by reporters carrying long guns and short lenses, their flashes glaringly bright in the darkening night.

Ah Da swerved the car to avoid the crowd. "What's going on?"

The accompanying police officer's expression gradually darkened after recognizing the group of people, and his tone became unpleasant, "It's those reporters again." Completely shameless.

Sanada Rei looked out the car window and asked, "Which company released the victims' photos?"

“After the Enxing Newspaper reported the case, the group of reporters happened to be having a team-building activity nearby and arrived at the scene of the crime at the same time as us.”

The police officer became increasingly angry as he spoke, "We only managed to stop them from disturbing the scene, who knew they were secretly taking pictures behind our backs."

"Later, our leaders also talked to them, saying they would give them the latest news, but the news content had to be reviewed by the police. As a result, they acted without authorization."

God knows how desperate the police were when they saw the news. They knew nothing, yet they dared to broadcast the victim's information directly. What if it provoked the murderer? What if the victim's family found out? These people didn't even use their brains. They were stupid, incredibly stupid.

The police were so angry that they would yell at them even when they woke up in the middle of the night, calling them a bunch of inhuman bastards.

After he finished cursing, he had to face reality. He didn't dare to just give up on Miss Alice like that, or he would be devoured alive. So he suggested, "Well, I think it's getting late. How about we go back to the hotel to rest? Those reporters won't be leaving anytime soon."

Sanada Rei had no objection; she wasn't interested in reporters.

Indeed, there are some journalists who are willing to sacrifice themselves for social justice and seek justice, but most of them are just going with the flow, and the rest are driven by self-interest, which is quite a few, and they are the ones that Sanada Rin finds most annoying.

After returning to the hotel, we had a quick meal and then went to our respective rooms. It was indeed getting late; solving the case was important, but our own health was also crucial.

Sanada Rei wasn't sleepy at the moment. There were already two victims, and she needed to calmly sort out her thoughts.

Dididi

Sanada Rin looked up and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I almost forgot!"

Atobe Keigo didn't make the call for any other reason than to notice that the frequency of their conversations had decreased sharply and the time he was replying to messages was getting later and later. It was a long-distance relationship, and Atobe Keigo didn't want to think too much about it, but he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Ling, are you getting ready to rest?"

Sanada Rin said, "I'm not sleepy yet. I have things to do today." Atobe Keigo frowned slightly, looking at the background behind Sanada Rin. It didn't seem to be at home; it looked like a hotel. "Where are you right now?"

Sanada Rei turned the monitor on her phone around and filmed a circle, then turned it back. "I'm at the hotel."

“They asked me for help when they were out of town; it was about a series of murders.”

This straightforward answer genuinely surprised Atobe Keigo for a moment. "Is it dangerous?"

Sanada Rei: "Not at the moment, don't worry. Ada is right here, and the local police are here too. Oh, and my brother is graduating soon, so he's coming along too. Consider it an internship."

Having explained most of it, Sanada Rin said earnestly, "Keigo, I'll leave my phone here on. I need to check some information, so is it okay if I can't chat with you for now? I have a power bank, so it won't shut down when the power goes out."

Atobe Keigo's eyes darkened slightly; he had thought Sanada Rin would hang up immediately. "Okay."

How could it be bad? Ever since he learned about Sanada Rin's situation, Atobe Keigo has never asked for much; all he wants is the right to know.

Sanada Rin is now willing to explain to him and is willing to keep the video call on; there's nothing better than that.

It's daytime for Atobe Keigo. He originally planned to chat for a bit and then go to work, but now he can just leave it on the table. He has several phones, so it won't be a problem.

Relieved upon hearing the word "good," Sanada Rin immediately buried herself in the documents, occasionally writing things on A4 paper that others couldn't understand.

Eyes, child.

The young brown-haired women were all college graduates who had just entered society when they were kidnapped and imprisoned for several years.

What they have in common is that they come from ordinary families, a microcosm of countless ordinary families; they study hard at school and are good children in the eyes of their teachers; and their eyes carry an innocent and naive look that has not been worn down by society.

Kitada Yuna was the victim whose body was dumped in an unfinished building. She was 25 years old and her family reported her missing three years ago.

Before disappearing, the child had an argument with his family and ran away. His family was angry and thought that the child was just growing up and running away from home, so they ignored it. After two days, the child obediently came back and apologized.

So by the time the family realized something was wrong, it was too late.

If she was kidnapped on the day she left home, and her family only reported the crime half a month later, given the perpetrator's abilities, he would definitely not leave the police with a single clue.