Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

I sent a message, but she didn't reply.

Ken Kamikawa's patience was gradually worn down.

"Excuse me, could you please keep your voice down?"

Just as Ken Kamikawa was starting to get impatient, the door to the next room opened.

A woman came out from behind the door and asked somewhat uneasily.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to have troubled you."

Suppressing his frustration, Ken Kamikawa bowed and apologized.

This is indeed his problem.

He must apologize, both for his own sake and for the sake of the school's image.

"It's alright. Are you here to see Mr. Yamabuki?"

After seeing Ken Kamikawa apologize, the woman felt somewhat relieved.

He doesn't seem to be the kind of person who is very difficult to approach.

So she turned her head and began to question Ken Kamikawa.

"Yes, I am his colleague. He didn't come to work yesterday. Do you know what happened?"

"I think I saw Mr. Yamabuki bring a girl home the night before last."

"Girls?"

Ken Kamikawa had a bad feeling.

Those who can be called girls are usually not very old.

Damn it, that idiot Yamabuki.

At least go to a hotel!

He wouldn't bring it home.

nausea!

"Yes, they look like high school students."

Taking a deep breath, Ken Kamikawa suppressed the urge to give Masao Yamabuki a good beating and said to the woman:

"Thank you very much, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"nothing."

After the woman closed the door, Ken Kamikawa's expression turned angry.

He thought something had happened.

This is the result?

A high school teacher brought a high school girl home.

Did he feel his life was too mundane?

If this gets exposed, this guy's life is over.

"Don't blame me for this."

Ken Kamikawa vaguely remembered that Masao Yamabuki had said that he had put a spare key in the bonsai tree by the door.

After searching for a while, Ken Kamikawa used the muddy key to open the door to Masao Yamabuki's house.

"Hey! What are you doing—"

As soon as the door opened, Ken Kamikawa started shouting loudly.

The scene before him made him swallow back all the words he was about to say.

What kind of scene is this?

he does not know.

The intense impact caused his brain to temporarily stop functioning.

The area around my vision seemed somewhat dark.

Bloodstains were on the walls and floor.

In the very center of the living room, a corpse surrounded by mosquitoes lay quietly.

"Hmph, ahhhhhh!!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Famous Detective? Go Away From Here

Police responded immediately after receiving the call and cordoned off Masao Yamabuki's house.

"It's really bloody."

Naruhira Akito, dressed in a uniform, adjusted his hat.

Although I've been in this line of work for many years, I still feel very uncomfortable every time I see these scenes.

"Your name is Ken Kamikawa, right?"

After leaving the room, Akito Naruhira began questioning Ken Kamikawa, the first witness, as was his usual practice.

The scene has been cordoned off, and forensic experts are examining Masao Yamabuki's body.

During this period, no one is allowed to enter the crime scene without authorization; this is the rule.

No matter how many brilliant ideas you have, you still have to follow the procedures.

Although it may sound a bit rigid, this process ensures that over 95% of cases can be solved in an orderly manner.

"Yes."

With a pale face, Ken Kamikawa held a cup of tea in his hand and spoke.

He still hasn't recovered from the shock.

For an ordinary teacher, such a murder scene is still too shocking.

Sprayed blood, rotting corpses.

All of this was testing Ken Kamikawa's nerves.

"You and Masao Yamabuki are colleagues and friends, right?"

"Yes."

Why did you come to see him?

As a member of the Criminal Investigation Department, Akito Naruhira's superiors had long ago discovered that Akito Naruhira possessed a very special talent in interrogation.

He could always glean important information from a few simple words and use that as a breakthrough to break down the prisoner's mental defenses.

"Because he didn't come to work yesterday, and we can't contact him."

Ken Kamikawa said somewhat vaguely.

It wasn't that he wanted to hide anything; he just hadn't quite grasped the situation yet.

As he listened, Akito Narihira took notes in his notebook.

Currently, Ken Kamikawa is a minor suspect, but it cannot be ruled out at this time.

"Ah, Brother Baigui."

At that moment, a man in a blue suit walked over.

Upon seeing this, Akito Narihira raised his hand in greeting.

Hyakki Funetaro and Naruhira Akito are a close partner and friend.

The two can talk about anything when it comes to work.

"how's it going?"

When Hyakki Funetaro, who was on vacation, heard about what had happened, he immediately rushed out of his house.

He hasn't even had much time for his girlfriend.

"This is a very big problem."

Scratching his head in slight distress, Akito Naruhira didn't know how to evaluate this episode of the annihilation incident.

I learned from the neighbors that Masao Yamabuki brought a high school girl home the night before the incident.

But how did a high school girl kill a high school physical education teacher?

He can't be a muscle fanatic, can he?

and.....

"Brother Baigui, the test results are in."

The forensic pathologist in charge of the autopsy came out of the room and handed a handwritten report to Hyakki Funetaro.

This crime scene was a huge challenge to all the knowledge he had learned in the past.

The wounds were incomprehensible, clearly indicating the presence of multiple people.

The unidentified object that was swept away, and the girl whose whereabouts are unknown.

Moreover, the surveillance footage that was just retrieved shows that although only one girl went in, three girls came out.

They have the exact same appearance and physique, and extremely similar behavioral patterns.

"You guys cordon off the area, I'm going out to make a phone call."

After reading the entire report with his lips pursed, Hyakki Funetaro had some guesses in his mind.

After giving a few instructions, he left the room and started making phone calls.

"It is I, Bai Gui."

"Yes, I'm already at the crime scene."

"Things have gone beyond our control and are beyond our ability to handle."

"Yes, I mean, we should transfer this case over."

"Okay, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Hyakki Funetaro breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was unaware of the existence of the research institute, he knew that such an organization existed.

Whenever they encounter something incomprehensible or even something with supernatural signs, they choose to hand it over to someone else.

This is not a sign of retreat or cowardice.

On the contrary, it would be foolish to continue down that path.

"Let me in! I'm a detective!"

"What right do you have to stop me!"

At that moment, a commotion arose outside the blockade line.

A dark-skinned teenager who claimed to be a detective insisted on entering the crime scene, saying he wanted to solve the case.

Hyakki Funetaro frowned.

What's wrong with students these days?

Is this something you can joke about?

"What are you doing?!"

Walking over, Hyakki Funetaro questioned him with a serious expression.

The young detective's momentum faltered.

Back in my hometown, the police would always be anxious to find me and ask me to solve their cases.

He was momentarily speechless when suddenly questioned like this.

"I...."