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"Then, I'll trouble you for a moment."

"where."

The streets seemed endless, and the two walked in silence, their footsteps the only sound in the alley. The woman's pace was slow, and Yamen followed suit, moving slowly forward through the alley.

"Miss Xiaochun!"

After emerging from the dark alley, someone called out to the woman, revealing her name to be Xiaochun. Her name seemed to suggest that the two were not mother and daughter, but rather from other dry cleaning businesses.

"Aunt Yinfeng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," Xiaochun said gently to the woman named Chunfeng.

“No, it’s alright, but who is this…” The older woman called Chunfeng looked Yamen up and down, then glanced at Xiaochun and asked.

“I suddenly felt dizzy when I stood up just now, and this gentleman was worried about me, so he accompanied me here. I don’t know if you remember him, but he is the person we met this morning.”

Although Xiaochun had explained everything clearly, Yinfeng still looked worried and suspiciously eyed Amon. She was very wary; after all, someone who suddenly appeared was indeed suspicious. Amon also felt something was wrong, but the problem lay with Xiaochun, as her conversation with the man was highly suspicious; she must have encountered some difficulty.

"Although I don't know exactly what happened, if it's related to a crime, it's better to report it to the relevant law enforcement officers."

After considering it for a moment, Yamen decided to speak up. After all, if he didn't remind Xiaochun, he would feel guilty if something irreversible happened later.

"This situation is not something that can be resolved by simply enduring it on your own. Because sometimes it not only affects you personally, but also innocent people around you."

Amon's words were logical and well-founded, and he genuinely cared for Koharu; his intentions were sincere. Koharu seemed to sense Amon's feelings, so she considered it for a moment, then nodded as if she understood, and said to Amon.

"It affects others. Yes, you're right, that's true." Xiaochun looked at Yamen gratefully, nodded, and said earnestly, "You're so kind."

A gentle smile appeared on Xiaochun's face, just like when they first met. Her eyes became clear again, and her face flushed.

Yamen said somewhat shyly.

"Nothing like that."

"May I ask your name?"

"My name? My name is Amon Kotaro."

"Mr. Kotaro. What a wonderful name. I hope I can offer you some kind of thank-you gift."

"Please don't mind, this is a return gift from this morning."

"You are so kind. Thank you so much." Xiaochun bowed gratefully, then left with Yinfeng, their figures gradually disappearing into the distance.

Yamen sighed with some emotion.

"I've only just arrived and I'm already running into exhausting things." Having accomplished nothing all day, he was truly physically and mentally drained and decided it was time to go back. So he began his journey home. Amon had been on duty in District 8 for a week. He had been constantly busy, working tirelessly every day, neglecting sleep and meals, investigating the case of the missing high school girl.

At this moment, Shoufeng was right beside him; he had been there all along.

"On the day the girl went missing, two people did not have alibis. It seems necessary to investigate these two people further."

"I believe all of these people are innocent. Hurry up and stamp this case as unrelated to 'ghouls' and hand it back to us."

"Could you please stop interfering with my investigations all the time? And why are you so sure? The hairpin has 'ghoul' bodily fluids on it? This matter must have some kind of connection to 'ghouls'."

"This case may be related to 'ghouls,' but the murderer is definitely not among the 'ghoul' suspects."

"What exactly is your basis?"

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"The basis for this is that the hairpin wasn't sent to the [CCG], but was left next to the police station." Amon was really unwilling to admit it. Although Amon didn't have much of an opinion on Shoufeng's involvement, every time they had a new disagreement, Shoufeng's unfounded speculations made Amon very unhappy.

Shoufeng's attitude made Yamen feel like he couldn't get used to it.

"If you're going to obstruct the search, then please go back. You must have other work to do, right?"

"I'm sorry, but I'll be accompanying you until the investigation is over." Was Shoufeng really looking for trouble? Was he trying to make Amen give up on the case? Amen frowned slightly at this thought. If that were the case, then he had really miscalculated.

No matter what, Amen will not give up.

Amen decided to pursue this case to the end.

"I will not transfer the case back to the relevant law enforcement personnel until I have solid evidence proving that the killer is not a 'ghoul'."

Yamen should have been frank and open with the matter at hand. This would have saved the two of them from wasting energy and time on mutual suspicion.

Shoufeng complained.

"So stubborn."

“What’s wrong with being stubborn? I don’t want to compromise on the matter of the search.”

"You're really stubborn and inexperienced."

"Are you looking down on me?"

“I didn’t mean that—but if you only look ahead, you won’t see your surroundings?” Amon strode forward, not intending to give up the investigation, but Shoufeng had no choice but to follow, his face showing reluctance.

Ultimately, they were both stubborn people, clinging to their own ideas, making them quite similar, yet unable to understand each other. Amon regretted his decision; he shouldn't have investigated with Shoufeng. He wanted to investigate the high school girl's disappearance at his own pace and in his own way, and Shoufeng's presence wouldn't help; instead, it would disrupt his plans and create more trouble.

Yamen observed the surrounding streets and environment.

"Hmm?" Not far away, there seemed to be a familiar-looking person, a woman. Amen looked at the seemingly familiar woman in the distance with a puzzled expression.

Shoufeng noticed the change in Yamen's eyes and asked a question.

"What, your friend?"

"No." Yamen actually remembered, after all, he had just met her not long ago. It was Xiaochun with Chunfeng, right across the street. However, she didn't notice Yamen, and the two of them were walking on the road with their heads down.

“That’s strange, I know that lady too.”

When Shoufeng said this, Yamen was somewhat surprised.

Is it really such a coincidence?

Is she your friend?

"I wouldn't call them friends. I spoke to her once when I was inquiring about the case. She was a beautiful woman, and she had a maid with her. She also looked inexplicably surprised when she saw the relevant law enforcement personnel manual, so I remember her."

"Relevant law enforcement personnel handbook?"

"Yes, it's just an ordinary handbook for law enforcement personnel."

"I always felt that young lady looked like she had a tragic fate."

"Beauty is often short-lived?"

"No, think about it. Good-looking people are easily flattered by those around them, right? They naturally have confidence in their appearance and walk with their heads held high as if they have a breeze. But that young lady walks as if she's trying to avoid being seen. Don't you think she exudes a sense of misery?"

"Mr. Shoufeng, has the police station received any reports of threats or similar incidents this week?"

"I'm busy with things here right now, so I'm not entirely sure about the situation at the police station, but I haven't heard anything about it. Was that lady threatened?"

"No, actually I'm not really sure either."

Amon recounted what had happened that day, but Mori's reaction was somewhat subtle. He watched Koharu's retreating figure as she entered the hospital. The following day, Amon returned to the 8th Precinct again, having gained nothing. After reviewing the reports left by Ichiyanagi and Tojo, he left the precinct once more.

In just one week, Amen had become quite familiar with the area. However, Amen hadn't been back to District 20 for a long time and didn't know how everyone was doing.

Second-class investigator Takizawa Seidou greatly admired Amon, as he had once told him.

If anything happens, I'll contact you immediately. So there's nothing to worry about, since sometimes no news is the best news.

There was no follow-up to the "rabbit" incident.

"Rabbit" refers to the ghoul Amon is in charge of, a highly skilled one. Kusaba, a young investigator, and Mado, whom Amon admired, both fell victim to Rabbit's wrath. Bringing Rabbit to justice would surely bring solace to their spirits.

Of course, Amon had to arrest the rabbit. Ha had one reason: he believed that the eyepatch and the rabbit must have some connection, as well as the man who appeared in the Battle of the Bronze Tree. There must be some intricate connection between the three, although it was just speculation and there was no concrete evidence yet.

Thinking about it, Amen muttered to himself.

“That’s right, I can’t keep standing still.” Now that he had figured it out, the knot in Amen’s heart was untied. He strode forward, but bumped into something. Then he heard a woman’s scream. It seemed that he had knocked down a lady.

Yamen quickly apologized, but when he saw the face of the person he had bumped into, he looked puzzled.

"I'm sorry, are you alright? You are..." What a small world, what a coincidence! It was Xiaochun, but the maid wasn't with her; Xiaochun was all alone.

“I’m fine. I’m sorry, I didn’t know when to speak.” Xiaochun was a little flustered, and the things in her hands fell to the ground. She hurriedly picked them up. “You seem to work for the CCG, so I thought I could wait around here and see you. I wanted to thank you for what happened earlier, but… I haven’t done anything that required a gift. No, I’m really happy. You were so kind to me, a complete stranger. But, I can’t possibly give you what I dropped.”

Those were small cakes, some of which were already deformed from being dropped.

Yamen, however, took one without a second thought and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, unable to bear seeing Xiaochun's disappointed expression.

"Ah!" Xiaochun was shocked by Amon's actions. She didn't expect Amon to eat the small cake that had fallen on the ground without hesitation, and she was a little flustered.

However, since it had already been swallowed, it was too late to stop it, Xiaochun asked somewhat anxiously.

"Is the taste alright?"

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"It's delicious." Yamen gave his approval, although the taste was indeed a little lacking. After all, Yamen really liked desserts and was considered a semi-expert in the field of dessert appreciation.

However, sometimes taste is secondary; the key is the sentiment.

When the thought is there, the taste becomes less important.

“That’s great. I’ve reduced the sweetness a bit because you’re a man.”

"I think it would be even better if it were a little sweeter. By the way, did you report what happened that night to the police?"

"I'm still hesitating about that matter."

"hesitate?"

"There are still many things I can't make up my mind about."

"I think you'll feel more at ease if you tell the truth." Since he had already given enough advice, Amen didn't explain any further. As for what choice to make, it was entirely up to the person involved. If the person hadn't thought it through, then saying more would be pointless.

During this period, Yamen was at the branch office the whole time, working day and night.

Everything was done in order to find clues about the missing high school girl case as soon as possible, so that we could solve the case quickly and have peace of mind.

"Yamen, you've been spending all your nights at the station lately, are you alright?"

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the office, and as Yi Liu pushed open the door, she saw Ya Men already at work. Data and documents were laid out on his desk, and he was intently organizing them.

Did you not sleep at all all night?

Upon realizing this, Ichiryu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

In any case, this is going too far.

"Good morning. I usually work out, so this level is no problem." Amen is really dedicated. In order to find clues in the case of the missing high school girl, he works day and night. He can be said to be the most dedicated person without exception.

"I can only say you are truly admirable. Tojo should really learn from you. So, have you found any clues?"

Yamen handed Yiliu something; it was a missing person poster.

"What? 'If you see this girl, please contact me.' Is this a flyer you made? But the paper looks old, and the name is different. 'Seta Haruka.' Who is this girl?"

The high school girl in the missing girl case was named Hirano Mai.

However, this missing person poster uses a different name: Seta Haruka. Having weathered the elements, the poster has faded considerably and is now somewhat blurry.

"Hmm? The date is eighteen years ago."

"Yes, Mr. Liu. A similar case occurred in District 8 eighteen years ago." The missing person poster featured a sweet-smiling girl with a cute and charming appearance.

Such a sweet-looking girl disappeared without a trace, without any warning.

It caused quite a stir at the time, but with very few leads, it was eventually dropped and became a cold case. Some of the staff involved had even retired, and others had left the profession altogether.

Things have changed, people are gone, and everything is over.

Changes in the sea.

Time has erased too many traces.

“Not only that, fifteen years ago, the newspapers also published news about a high school girl going missing in the 8th ward.” Amon handed another photocopy of the newspaper to Ichiyanagi and said to him, “If the case has nothing to do with ‘ghouls,’ the information might not have been transferred to the CCG. Maybe if you keep looking, more cases will come up.”

"Yes, this incident may be more complex than we imagined."

"Shoufeng should know about these things, right?"

“I haven’t heard him mention this.”

"Really? Logically speaking, he should have told you if he knew. But it would be too strange if he didn't know. After all, this kind of data should be kept by the police. Amen, you can check with Shoufeng. He should be here today, right?"

Speaking of Shoufeng, he should have appeared around this time. Yamen stood up at just the right moment, walked to the doorway where a lush green area was in front of him, and Shoufeng was squatting there smoking. However, he immediately became alert to Yamen's approach, put out his cigarette, and stood up.

"Why are you here earlier than usual today?"