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Of course, the Metropolitan Police Department knows the level of its own police elites.

I also don't trust those police officers who are dedicated to getting things done.

They believe that such high-IQ crimes cannot be solved by people with low education.

In order to ensure that the case is solved, the Metropolitan Police Department spent a large amount of money to hire a well-known detective from outside and sent a police inspector to assist in the investigation, forming the current trio.

Emily is an internationally renowned detective. In the eyes of ordinary people, she has no reputation. When she walks on the street, she is at most considered a girl who just came back from a comic convention.

Who made her look like a 15 or 16-year-old girl even though she was in her twenties?

Anyone who sees her will think she is a girl who just entered high school.

As for the bulging chests, today's high school students usually have excessive nutrition.

Big, no surprise.

Emily folded up her small sunshade and walked forward with powerful soldier-like steps. Her sky-blue eyes swept across the second floor of Xiaoxi Financial Company.

The internal division of labor is clear.

There are different offices for debt collection, debt collection, and lending.

Emily walked along the corridor and saw a fruit knife thrown in the corner in front of the reception room door.

She showed a hint of surprise and said, "That woman is really not smart at all. She actually ignored such an obvious murder weapon."

Okayama Taketa shrugged and said, "You can't expect too much from ordinary people."

"Even among ordinary people, that woman's intelligence level is low."

Emily, with her usual sharp tongue, continued walking forward and turned left.

She smelled a strong smell of blood, squatted down, and touched the blood on the ground with her fingers. It was cold.

Looking at the dead again, most of them had blue lips, dehydrated cheeks, and skin that was a creepy grayish-white.

No one closed their eyes; all of them stared at people with their pupils wide open.

Emily was used to seeing dead people.

Even though there were more people this time, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she stepped forward, lifted their clothes, and checked their wounds. Without exception, the fatal wounds were below the chest.

The fruit knife stabbed accurately into the heart along the gap between the ribs.

Emily scanned the scene, closed her eyes, and began to play out the scenario in her mind.

Just like a computer can calculate the trajectory of a bullet and determine where to shoot based on the position of the bullet.

Anyone who has an understanding of human kinesiology can judge a person's posture before he falls by the way he falls.

Emily is one of the few people who can do this. Based on the postures of the deceased at the scene, she reconstructs in her mind their movements before they fell to the ground.

They beat each other, and then at a certain period of time, they all suddenly fell down.

The murderer stabbed these people to death at the same time, and no one resisted.

Its criminal methods are exactly the same as those of Ishida Financial Company.

There is no time difference.

How did the murderer do this?

It's impossible with a lot of people. It's easy to hide alone, but with a group of people... those around you are not blind or deaf.

Emily frowned. It was easy to explain why these people were fighting each other. Using gas or drugs could cause mental disorders.

It makes people suddenly go crazy and then become rigid.

But at the same time, death made it impossible for her to figure it out.

Secondly, in order to pierce the heart with a fruit knife without any hindrance, one needs to understand the structure of the human body.

The murderer is a medical student?

Emily fell into deep thought. She felt that this was a possibility, but she couldn't completely conclude that he was a medical student.

As long as one spends money, it is not difficult for one to get a diagram of the human body structure.

However, it is difficult to prepare gases or drugs that can make people crazy and stiff.

More importantly, no traces were left afterwards, and the autopsy results of Ishida Financial's bodies showed that there were no strange chemicals left inside the body.

This means that the gases or drugs that cause people to go crazy will dissipate in a very short period of time.

Either he is a scientific genius beyond common sense, or there is a huge and well-organized criminal organization behind him.

No matter which one it is, they are the opponent that Emily wants to catch.

She stood up and glanced into the office.

There was a broken computer on the table, bullets dropped on the ground, and the man lying on the ground had a knife wound on his chest and the inside of his thigh.

It's strange, if it was drugs, why didn't the two people inside have any scars from fighting each other?

Judging from their expressions, they seemed to be staring at someone.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Does Xiaoxi Financial Company have any rivals?"

"Konishi Kazuto has always acted in a domineering manner. He has conflicts with Hayakawa Financial Company. The two sides have been fighting over who is the largest loan company in Ikebukuro."

Okayama Taketa answered truthfully that he was sent by the Metropolitan Police Department and one of his duties was to clarify these relationships.

The Metropolitan Police Department has always been aware of those loan sharking companies, but no one has ever chosen to take action. Loan sharks are also companies that pay taxes.

As long as taxes are paid, everything becomes legal.

“What a thoughtful explanation.”

Okayama Taketa shrugged and said, "I told you long ago that we have our own national conditions here."

"Is this why you reminded that woman?"

"The lack of education makes a person stupid, ignorant and stubborn. There is nothing that can be done about it."

Okayama Taketa was born into a police family, received a high-level elite education, and also read left-wing books privately. He knew very well that a person's ignorance is often related to the surrounding environment.

He was sure that Hibiki Mio only had a high school education.

With Japan's happy education, Hibiki Mio has no idea how the loan shark company sucks her blood. She just thinks that the interest rate is high, but it is only natural to pay back the debt.

This is a simple value.

Those who exploit this value to make money are the ones who deserve contempt.

The Metropolitan Police Department and the government who turned a blind eye to all this are equally disgusting.

Okayama Taketa knew all this but could not change it because his parents, brothers and sisters were all high-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Emily didn't respond to his words, and murmured to herself: "The murderer is definitely related to the Ishida Financial Company case. These people died at the same time."

Okayama Taketa clapped his hands and said, "There is only one truth, the murderer stopped time and killed them!"

Emily said unhappily: "Don't talk about your boring movie plot, time can't be stopped at all!"

From a scientific point of view, it is impossible for time to stop. It is just that when the speed reaches a certain level, time will appear to be stopped, but in fact it is still flowing.

Just very slowly.

Putting aside that absurd possibility, Emily suddenly had an idea and said, "Yes, drugs that make people crazy and stiff, combined with a multifunctional retractable robotic arm, can kill them all at the same time!

Let’s check whether Hayakawa Financial Corporation cooperates with companies related to this type of technology.”

"Row."

Okayama Taketa did not refuse, as this possibility was more consistent with the truth of the case than the one he proposed.

PS: The next chapter will be at 10pm. It’s about to leave the new book list, and I want to give it a try.

Chapter 54 Girls also have illusions

The Shinjuku Ishida Incident Task Force launches an investigation.

On the other side, Qingze was thinking about what to eat for lunch?

He doesn't want to eat.

Maybe it was because he often ate ramen, bread and other foods at school at noon, so he was not used to eating at noon.

Pizza, burgers, teppanyaki, ramen...

Qingze strolled along the commercial street of Ikebukuro and finally stopped in front of a maid cafe.

He planned to have a cup of coffee and then have dessert for lunch today.

Qingze raised his hand and pushed open the door of the maid cafe.

Ding-ling, as soon as the door was pushed open, a crisp bell rang.

The young waitress guarding the door bowed and said, "Welcome, Master. Is there anything we can do for you?"

The sweet voice, the sweet smile, and the black and white maid outfit fully demonstrate the professionalism of this maid cafe.

Qingze nodded silently in his heart and asked, "What's there to eat?"

The waitress turned around and shouted, "Li Zi, please entertain this host."

"Hi~" a soft voice sounded. The maid with long black hair turned around and saw her "master" at the door. Her heart skipped a beat and the smile on her face almost froze.

Why can I run into my classmates in Ikebukuro?

The girl screamed in her heart, swallowed, and comforted herself not to worry.

Her current image is completely different from that in school. Her pigtails are undone and her black-framed glasses have been replaced with contact lenses.

With such a distinct change, I believe no one can recognize that she is the rustic squad leader.

It doesn’t matter, she comforted herself again.

Qingze looked at the maid who was walking over. She was dressed like the other store clerks, in a black and white maid outfit.

She had picturesque features, shoulder-length hair, and a bust that was much more spectacular than the other maids.

It is definitely the top of the list of maid cafes.

"Master, please sit here."

Qingze frowned and asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"

"Master~ This kind of flirting is not popular nowadays~"

The monitor waved his right hand casually, with three parts of casualness, four parts of teasing, two parts of politeness, and one part of slight alienation on his face, trying to hide his true identity.

She didn't want the fact that she worked part-time in a maid cafe to be exposed, because then, her classmates would definitely talk about it.

No matter what, the monitor looks like a good girl on the surface, but secretly her part-time job is calling the opposite sex "master" everywhere.

What a shameless bitch!

The image of a literary girl she created in the class will collapse.

"You're right, I'm a little behind the times."

Qingze shrugged and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

He likes to drink coffee by the window.

Looking at the pedestrians on the street who seem to be busy with endless things, while I have the leisure time to drink coffee here, I feel particularly happy.

Although this idea is not very good, it really makes him happy.

It also made his life goals clearer.

In order to be this lazy in the future, I must definitely get into the University of Tokyo and become a tax thief.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

When the monitor saw Qingze looking out the window, he had to remind him.

She felt very uncomfortable because she had called many people "master" in the maid cafe, but had never called a classmate "master".

This is the first time.

The squad leader felt ashamed as if he had just entered the industry.

When she was looking for a part-time job last year, she didn't want to work here, thinking that calling an unfamiliar person of the opposite sex "master" was not a serious job.