Chapter 1 The burden of maintaining world peace is entrusted to you
"The people in the Metropolitan Police Department are a bunch of rubbish, and the criminals of seven years ago have only been caught today. Smirno sat in a cafΓ© and said to Kujo opposite, "Every time I see such a humiliating thing on the news and boast about it every day, I don't have any trust in the Metropolitan Police Department." β
"Don't say that. Kujo is a public servant on the same front as the Metropolitan Police Department, and he helped them justify: "Tokyo is so big, it is impossible for the Metropolitan Police Department to stop all crimes. β
"It's impossible to stop all crimes, but when the criminals are exposed, the Metropolitan Police Department, which has the entire law enforcement resources in Tokyo, can't catch the criminals, and that's the problem. Smirno said disdainfully: "Seven years ago, if it wasn't for the police's actions being too wasteful, how could they have allowed criminals to die on the run." β
"Didn't you catch it now?" Kujo couldn't say anything.
"It's the guy who it. Smirno spit out the name of the guy word by word: "Matsu ~ Tian ~ Jin ~ Ping, it seems that there is only one person in the entire Metropolitan Police Department." I've heard that he's become a police officer, and it's not a good thing when all the power to enforce the law is concentrated in one person. I was even more disappointed by the Metropolitan Police Department, and as a lawyer, I felt that I had an obligation to make some contribution to the fairness and justice of the law. β
When Kujo asked him what he wanted to do, Smirno just smiled and didn't speak.
In the future, I will be the Fa. The incompetent Metropolitan Police Department will definitely be replaced by me.
"Big brother, it seems that the software that Tequila is responsible for receiving is scheduled for tomorrow, right?" Vodka looked at the piano driving next to him, and asked cautiously: "The boss arranged for me to take over." β
"Hmm. Jean didn't take this matter to heart, and said casually: "Go by yourself, the people in Tokyo are all detained by Smirno, and they won't help you." β
"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary person, and he has a heart attack. Vodka replied with a smile.
Well, 28 years old. Matsuda thought about his age for a moment, then filled in 28 on the file, and then sighed in his heart that this 28 years old is really long and endless.
I don't know how many months it will take to completely complete my 28-year-old. At least Matsuda's increasingly blurred memories told him that it would take at least ten years of the previous life to take place in the Common Era.
On the bright side, this must be the highest-paying year in the detective world, and if you save money, you can buy your own house by the age of 29.
The premise is that Xiao Mourn gives up consumption. The little girl takes the money out every month to buy raw materials to study her APTX4689, uh, it's 4869, and every month she sees bad money, and she doesn't see any results.
It's really a dead eye, how good it is to make more of this ** and then dilute it with water and sell it as a beauty oral liquid, and I am sure that I can earn the money of women all over the world.
Just when Matsuda YY was more than enough, Chiba next to him leaned up: "What did Officer Matsuda write?
"Oh. Matsuda leaned back and dodged the table: "The file enthronement table for promotion, there are a lot of troubles, and I have just filled out the form recently, which is really bureaucratic and kills." β
"We don't have a chance yet. Chiba said enviously: "And many reporters have come to interview you in the past few days, which makes people jealous." β
"Huh? Those reporters are annoying, too. Matsuda added cheaply: "If Shui Wuren comes to interview me, I can agree." β
Chiba shook her head and really wanted to go up and smoke this slut. That's a news anchor, if it weren't for a big shot, he wouldn't have come to the door to interview. That's the most beautiful female anchor on the daily sale TV station, killing the offspring of countless otaku.
Of course, the package does not include Chiba herself, and Chiba would never have said it.
"Chiba, you'll help me get this watch to the police department later. Matsuda unceremoniously handed over the watch, and then rubbed his shoulder: "I'm really tired." β
"Officer Matsuda, the police department has arrived. Chiba patted Matsuda on the shoulder.
Matsuda looked in the direction of the door. Twilight walked over with a calm face, followed by Sato, and his face was not very good-looking.
What's wrong? I haven't been in trouble lately, have I? You won't have to off before you do anything? Officer Matsuda, who has good conduct, first reacted to a self-examination.
"Matsuda, I just received a report that there was a murder at the New Rice Hotel. Twilight said with a solemn expression.
Whew, you came to beg me. Matsuda relaxed: "Now, damn it, it's almost time to get off work." Looking at his watch, Matsuda complained, but he didn't hesitate: "Then let's go, police department." β
"No, I'm not going this time. Twilight shook her head, "Shiratori hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet, and now that everything is on my head, I can't let your three deputies relax." I've decided that you'll be in charge of Matsuda this time, and Sato will be there to assist you in scheduling. β
Twilight's earnest entrustment was not moved by Matsuda, but what came to his mind was the obscene old man in the Japanese manga who went to let loose after saying "I will leave the responsibility of maintaining world peace to you".
Bastard, you were born in Japan. Matsuda didn't react until he got into the police car, cursing in his heart for being the shopkeeper. If a person like you were in a Chinese martial arts novel, he would definitely die a miserable death. Where will the outdated predecessors in Chinese martial arts or the teacher who teaches the protagonist to get started, like in Japanese comics, when you are old, you can also harmoniously go to pick up girls and be old and not serious.
Soon drove to the new Rice Hotel, the hotel manager was waiting in the lobby, and when he saw Matsuda and Sato getting out of the police car, he hurriedly ran forward to report the situation.
The deceased's name was Taku Itakura, a guest at their hotel, who lived in room 2045, and was found dead in his room today.
Entering the elevator, the hotel manager couldn't say anything useful. Over and over again, this guest has a very strange temper and never lets the waiter go into his room to clean and change the sheets.
If it weren't for someone looking for him today, he might not have been found dead.
Listening to the hotel manager's constant chirping, as soon as the elevator reached the 20th floor, Matsuda took the lead and walked out: "Where is it?" and pointed his finger to the left and right.
"This way, this way. The manager led the way with a quick pace.
"Leave two people to watch here, and then two people to find the staircase to guard. From now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave. "It's the first time Matsuda has been the leading brother of the police, and he really has a style when he comes out.
When he arrived at room 2045, when he saw the familiar family of three inside, Matsuda felt a faint sadness.
"All the people inside came out. Matsuda's eyes swept over the family of three, and then said to the three strangers behind them, "I'm a police officer, please cooperate with our work." Then he whispered to Takagi next to him, "You and Chiba come to ask for the transcript." β
"Oh~~Ah?" Takagi was the first time he saw such a resolute Matsuda, and his reaction was a little dumbfounded.
"I'll ask you to ask the three of them who they are, who they died, and what their relationship is! and then find someone to watch them!" Matsuda looked at Takagi's stupid appearance and was very angry. He didn't think about how disobedient he was to him before.
"Yes!" Takagi was so frightened by Matsuda that he reflexively saluted and agreed, just like the perennial Jiwei of the Twilight Police Department.
In fact, Takagi is not so incompetent, but he still doesn't believe that this energetic guy will be Matsuda, and it will be that Matsuda Jinpei.
When the three strangers went out, Matsuda looked at them one by one at the door. According to my years of experience in watching detectives, the murderer did not run away from these three people.
Then when Mori came out with his daughter and son-in-law, Matsuda first greeted the officers: "Let the forensic class go in first." Then he asked them weakly: "I said, didn't you go to Shizuoka to film?"
"I'm back. Maori smiled and tried to open up the awkward atmosphere: "Congratulations on your appointment to the police department, Officer Matsuda." β
"It's only been a few days since you're back. Matsuda looked at the ceiling with both eyes: "There is no one dead over there?"
"Uh, dead. Maori spat out these two words uncomfortably.
"Death. Matsuda grumbled, then turned and went into the room.
The body collapsed on the floor in front of a desk with a computer and a bottle of medicine poured next to it. The pale green blanket on the bed was not folded, it was just messy, and between the bed and the corpse there was a game of Go on which chess pieces were played.
After looking around, Matsuda returned to the door, pushed open the door of the bathroom, and didn't see anything unusual: "Now, let's talk about it, have you moved anything since you entered the house?"
"No, I don't. "MΔori uncertain memories.
"Didn't you?" Mori's tone that he couldn't even believe himself made Matsuda even more incredulous: "What about the corpse?
"Corpses. Maori finally remembered: "When we came in, he was sitting in a chair with his head on the table. β
"What? Why didn't you say it earlier!" Matsuda turned and walked over to the corpse and crouched down. He took a closer look, then glanced at the clean table.
"Can the cause of death be investigated?" Matsuda asked the forensic doctor who was crouching across from him.
"It's hard to say, there are no obvious external injuries. The young medical examiner said, "But judging from the fact that he was taking coronary artery dilators, he should have died of a heart attack." And the time of death was more than 48 hours. β
Did you die two days ago? Matsuda looked up and saw Sato, who was wandering around the room, not knowing where to look, and shook his head: "Sato, you go and see how Takagi's transcript is." By the way, ask what this guy does and if you can contact his doctor. β
"Ah, okay. Sato hurriedly agreed.
After a while, Kung Fu Sato and Chiba came in, and Chiba said: "The deceased's name is Takura Itakura, 45 years old, the system engineer of the game, and we have also contacted his attending physician, it is said that his heart condition has deteriorated, and he was scheduled to prepare for surgery after this work is over." β
"What about the three people? What are they doing?" Matsuda looked up and saw the three suspects gathered at the door and squeezed their heads to look in, and his face suddenly darkened: "I said that I arranged for someone to watch them." β
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