Time: 17:25. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Location: The elevator of the building where Uta Shinagawa lives.

Kurosawa Silver feels that he is not ordinarily related to the game called Times-era today, and he has been busy all day from morning to night when he encounters people and things related to games, and now he can meet a game fan by taking an elevator to Shinagawa Uta's house.

And this fan of the game is the FBI investigator he met not long ago - Judy.

The empty elevator with only two people was going up, and Kurosawa Silver had a paralyzed face and didn't squint, trying to pretend that he didn't see Judy.

But I don't know if the Americans themselves have a kind of activity, Kurosawa Silver didn't speak, but Judy leaned over and greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, sir. Her words were as awkward as ever in American Japanese, which made traditional Japanese people feel awkward.

Kurosawa Silver is not Japanese, but an American who is good at Japanese, so sometimes he is not used to Judy's four-like tone, but in order to maintain politeness, he still nodded at Judy, and then turned his head sideways, not squinting.

But even so, Judy still didn't let go of Kurosawa Silver, but came up with even more interest: "Is Mr. a Japanese criminal policeman?"

"......" Kurosawa Silver didn't want to pay attention to Judy, but when he heard her words, he squinted slightly and looked sideways at Judy, "How do you know?"

“A-secret-makes-a-woman-woman.” Judy chuckled and put her finger on her lips.

"......" Kurosawa Silver resisted the urge to shoot the woman who spoke Belmode's famous words in the head with a bullet, removed his hand from his waist, and glanced up at her coldly, "I hate women who pretend to be ghosts the most. ”

"Well...... Sir's attitude was really guessed by me. Judy didn't care about Kurosawa's attitude, but instead hooked the corners of her lips, and her smile was even brighter.

In fact, it is not difficult to see that the gentleman in front of him is a police officer.

Not long ago, there was a fatal case, and now the police are still searching back and forth in the room of the high-rise Shinagawa Uta, even after rummaging through all the furniture there, but still not leaving, and because of the police's stern practices, it is inevitable that some of the residents here are panicked, and most of them are waiting for it, even if they go out, their faces are serious.

But Kurosawa Gin's body did not show such signs at all. The calmness revealed by his body was clearly displayed in his calm and waveless eyes, with white leather gloves, and his clothes were clean and neat, revealing a kind of shrewdness and ability.

If that wasn't enough to convince her of his true identity, then the next thing she accosted him made his muscles tense, and the momentary sharpness in his eyes was a look she knew all too well as a federal police officer, how could she miss it.

It's just to pretend to be mysterious that he would say that kind of thing, and it seems to work pretty well.

Judy thought to herself.

The corners of Kurosawa's silver mouth on the side twitched slightly.

He hadn't dealt with the FBI once or twice, and he had a certain amount of knowledge of the other party's level, and to be honest, Judy thought he was desperate for that.

What upset him was just her attitude.

Hate that someone is an imposter for Belmode.

Kurosawa Silver turned his head away, dodging Judy's sight, just at this time the elevator door was opened again, he just exhaled a breath, and without saying a word, he took the opportunity to stride out, and before leaving, he deliberately slapped the button to close the door, and the meaning of not wanting to go with Judy was obvious.

"Hey, Mr. Officer, I'm on this floor too!" Judy suddenly turned black when she saw Kurosawa's movements, but saw that the door in front of her was about to close in the blink of an eye, she let out a low cry, reached out and put her hand on the elevator door, pushed outward, and the whole person was flexibly drawn out of the crack, stood still and took three steps and hurriedly caught up with Kurosawa Silver.

Kurosawa Gin's footsteps froze, turned around and squinted at Judy who had caught up, and squinted slightly when the other party stopped in front of him panting: "What are you doing here......?"

"That's, that's not. Judy put the back of her hand on the cheek and wiped it, "I—I have friends who live in ......."

Before she finished her sentence, a cold scolding voice suddenly exploded in the ears of the two, directly interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Hey, what the hell are you two doing! This place has been cordoned off, and idlers are not allowed to enter!"

It was a middle-aged man, and he spoke loudly.

Kurosawa Silver and Judy looked sideways at the source of the sound.

Officer Twilight, who was dressed in a brown Sherlock Holmes suit, was walking towards this side with a serious face, and after just a few seconds, he stood in front of the two with a displeased expression: "The police are handling the case......

"I know, you're Officer Twilight, right, you're the one in charge of this murder?" Kurosawa Silver glanced up at Officer Twilight, his expression as calm as ever.

“...... Huh?" Officer Twilight was stunned when he heard Kurosawa's words, and his head short-circuited, "You know me?"

"I'm looking for you. Let me introduce myself, I am Yuki Miyamoto, a police officer from Kanagawa Prefecture, and I would like to intervene in this search. Kurosawa Silver pulled the police manual from his bosom and showed the first page to Officer Twilight, giving a brief introduction to himself.

“...... The police in Kanagawa Prefecture?" Officer Twilight was slightly stunned, "What are you doing here? This place doesn't seem to be in your jurisdiction, right?"

"No, but I think you've heard that someone is committing a crime against Kurosawa Gin, and this Shinagawa Uta is the victim of the murderer's use to deal with Kurosawa Gin?" Kurosawa Gin, calmly stating the facts in an attitude of detachment.

“...... So what?" a police officer came over and wanted to say something, but Officer Twilight raised his hand to stop him, and he raised his chin and motioned for Kurosawa Silver to continue.

"My prefect, Miss Ubuni, is Kurosawa's aunt, and I can't get away for the time being, so I want me to deal with it and cooperate with you, and give her the most perfect result. ”

"Miss Wabun?" Officer Mu, who had heard a little about this big man in the police world, but he quickly frowned, "Doesn't she trust our police in Tokyo?"

"It's not that you don't trust, it's that you are investigating without knowing the real murderer and the real victim's situation, and no matter how complete the clues are, you can't solve the case. Kurosawa Silver took back the police manual and put it back in his arms, his expression calm, "Officer Twilight, if you give me a word, can you accept my request?"

“...... Of course. Officer Twilight bowed slightly, then shifted his gaze to Judy next to Kurosawa Gin, "Then Mr. Miyamoto, this is also the policeman sent by Miss Wabun to assist?"

"No, I don't know this woman, you can kick her out. Kurosawa simply vetoed all possibilities.

"Is that so......"

"No, Mr. Officer, I said I was here to find a friend who lives on this floor!" Judy, who was silent on the side, was still digesting the content of the name Kurosawa Silver in her head, and when she heard Kurosawa Silver and Twilight Thirteen singing and pairing, she was really afraid that these two would kick her out, so she quickly explained again.

"Friend?" Twilight looked a little surprised.

"Well, it's Miyamoto Suke...... Another Mr. Miyamoto who lives in this building. Judy replied.

"Miyamoto Suke?" Twilight was slightly stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously turned her head, "You're talking about the one who lives next door to Shinagawa Uta?"

Judy followed his gaze, her eyes lit up, and she nodded hurriedly: "That's right, I'm just here to find him......"

Kurosawa Silver looked at "Miyamoto Suke" with a cold face.

He remained paralyzed.

It's just that if you used to pretend to be facial paralysis to conform to the role, this is a real facial muscle spasm.

Hey, just kidding......

Don't tell him that the man leaning against the door frame and talking to the Chiba police officer without a word is Judy's Miyamoto Suke.

The knitted hat that has not been changed for 800 years, the short black hair with a slight curl, the butterfly folds formed at the ends of the eyes on the handsome face, and the pure black color......

It's definitely Shuichi Akai!