Speaking of which, Issa also realized the absurdity:

A member of a professional vigilante seeks the help of an underage juvenile?

From any point of view, this seems ridiculous and even reveals a hint of despair. Not to mention the others, even Issa herself wavered until the last moment of speaking, not sure if she should do it.

But that's where the problem arises:

Despair.

She was desperate.

With no clues, no clues, and no direction, the entire investigation is at a dead end.

The superiors put on a perfunctory posture, and the colleagues put on a passive and slacking appearance, as if no one cared about the family that was tragically destroyed-

But that's the cruel reality.

Death is still a common occurrence in this era, with a cold and cough ending a life, a broken bone in a fall that can be completely disabled, and murders are countless. The primary task of the vigilantes remains to keep communities safe, and those homicides are often stalled by inadequate investigative tools.

It's not that they don't work, they do work very hard to investigate cases, but they get very, very little and they lose motivation over time.

In the case of Isa's eighth precinct, the murder squad has a detection rate of less than 10 percent, which is still among the top three of the twelve jurisdictions in Iwabuchi, and the unsolvable cases are piling up—the literal kind of hill that they can't do anything about, while homicides continue to occur.

People are getting used to it.

"But we shouldn't take it for granted. ”

This is Issa's belief.

Issa knew it was ridiculous to ask for Holden's help, and she knew that the captain, captain, and other colleagues probably wouldn't support her. But there was no way she could turn around:

In this tragedy, not only did the two husbands and wives die, but also two children under the age of 10 were brutally killed.

Issa really couldn't just turn around and leave, and in desperation, she grabbed Hedon as a life-saving straw, and despite the contradictions in her heart, even though she knew that her request was too reckless, she still spoke.

But as soon as the words came out, Issa's mouth softened, "...... sorry, thanks, or something else?" Issa didn't know how to face Holden, and the words evolved into words, "I know it's a little unusual, but I'll pay it, it's like a job......"

"Three Kies. "The two kis, who were originally on his lips, were unhappy because he thought of the tragic situation at the murder scene, and temporarily added another kis.

"It's not a lot of money, and it certainly can't compare to that bag of crowe just now, but I really hope you can help. This is Issa's own salary and private expenses, concealed from the security team, and she also hopes to be able to throw it out one by one, but the salary is limited, and there is no way after all.

Holden, who never spoke, breathed a sigh of relief deep in his heart.

He was thinking about how to hook up with Issa, and use the resources of the vigilante to expand the investigation and cover his whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, the sleepiness sent a pillow, which couldn't be better.

And he can also harvest extra money to help Nair solve the pressure of living expenses.

Perfect!

But on the surface, Holden remained silent, quietly waiting for Issa to finish, making a contemplative gesture, and then "reluctantly" replied, "As a law-abiding citizen, I am more than happy to help, and I hope to eradicate those crimes." But I'm not sure if my little trick will work. ”

"Absolutely!" said Issa, in a quick voice, "we don't have any clues right now, but you can always find clues that no one else can detect, and as soon as the clues surface, we can continue to investigate." Our murder squad still has some capabilities. ”

The eager look, as if worried about Holden's refusal.

Hoden pondered again for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll do my best." ”

Isa's eyes lit up suddenly, and he stood up directly, "Let's go, let's go now." ”

"Wait, lunch is coming to the table, we can wait until it's over. Holden stopped Issa, "In order to do a better job, we must first fill our stomachs." You should know that you can help others by taking care of yourself. ”

Issa was stunned, didn't hold back her smile, and shook her head helplessly, "At a young age, the truth is a set. But he sat down again, "You're growing up, so eat more." ”

......

Horgan was still finishing up, and Issa left early to settle the bill at the bar under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Although Hodden said he got the prize money and that he was the one to treat him, Issa kept his promise.

Silently calculating her income and expenses, she deeply felt that she might start nibbling bread in the second half of the month, but as long as she could successfully solve the case and arrest the murderer, then everything would be worth it.

"Let's go, we need to go north. Sensing Howlen's figure out of the corner of her eye, Issa gathered up her thoughts and took the initiative to leave the bar.

Hodden temporarily deposited his belongings at Guzmin, including the bag of Crow, and then followed Issa unhurriedly, he could clearly perceive that Isa's back was full of determination, and that indomitable belief was shining.

But then, Issa stopped and turned, "Uh, which direction should we go." ”

"Isn't it a light rail?" asked Howlen.

"No, we've got a carriage in the team, and I have my own car, so I can go to every corner of the city. Issa explained simply, "But I don't remember where the carriage stopped now." ”

"Squadron Leader Isa, do you need a little help?"

"No, no. My carriage, of course I know where, don't worry. ”

"Okay. ”

Five minutes later.

“...... Do you know where the Axe Butcher's shop is? My carriage is parked in the alley next to him. ”

"Yes, I'll lead the way. ”

After going around and around, it was Horden who finally led Issa to the carriage.

Luckily, the carriage had a coachman, and Issa didn't need to drive it herself, otherwise Hoden strongly suspected that he wouldn't be able to reach his destination when the sun went down.

I have seen horse-drawn carriages from centuries ago in movies and television, and I always feel that it is full of retro flavor, and that kind of classical temperament is not possessed by modern machinery, but only after really experiencing it can I understand that in fact, the convenience and comfort of classical objects are really not satisfactory.

The carriage was a narrow rectangular shape, and even though Hoden and Issa were both thin types, they still stuffed their seats to the brim after sitting side by side, and they would fall into each other's arms with a slight shake, and most of the time they had to hold their breath, because the breathing was a little harder, and the skin of the person next to them could feel the hot touch.

Honestly, it really wasn't a great experience.

Not to mention, the pungent smell of horse manure always surrounds under the wings of the nose.