After a rainstorm, the footsteps of autumn have quietly arrived in Iwabuchi, but after another rainstorm, the autumn has not had time to hover at the fingertips, and the figure of winter is already hovering on the street corner, and the cold wind predicts that this year's winter will be very hard.

In addition to shirts, vests and blazers, you need to put on a heavy coat again, and rely on hats and scarves to escape the cold, even hiding in closed indoor spaces can feel the biting cold everywhere, expensive indoor heating is not a luxury that everyone can afford, and in the end you can only sit around the stove and rely on the most primitive way to bring warmth.

When Horden arrived at the security team of the eighth jurisdiction, the number of figures coming and going in the lobby could be seen significantly increasing, the poor people in ragged clothes curled up in a ball, their thin bodies seemed to have not been able to completely get rid of the entanglement of the cold winter, constantly rubbing their hands, even their feet were folded together, and their slightly trembling shoulders gradually calmed down because of the warmth and heat of the room—

The security team's heating system has started to work normally, even if it's just for a short period of time, and it's a happy time to stay in the lobby for a while.

Before Hodden could walk in, he could see Parcia walking with heavy footsteps.

The haggard face became more and more serious because of the dark circles under the eyes, and the dry lips seemed to have completely forgotten the moisturizing feeling, although the expression did not have too many special emotions, but the frowning eyebrows left deep traces of the years carving, and the whole person was much calmer.

"Pasia. Horden took the initiative to say hello, and Patsia, who was immersed in his thoughts, noticed Horden's figure, raised his tired eyes, gently chin at Horden, pulled the corners of his mouth, and outlined an arc, but there was no trace of a smile in his expression and eyes.

"It's coming. Parcia said hello.

"Going out?" Hodden asked, the first time they had seen each other since Isa's funeral.

"Hmm. Pacia nodded, "The day before yesterday, the temperature dropped suddenly, and there were many homeless people who were frozen to death in the jurisdiction, and we have been dealing with the situation for the past two days." Then, Pascia paused, "Before, were you and the squadron leader investigating the disappearance of the homeless man, did you have an eyebrow?"

Hodden shook his head, "None of them are traceable, and now it feels like we're looking for an embroidery needle in the Stro Trench, and we don't have a clue." ”

Pasia's words paused again, and he looked at Hodden quietly, "Howlen, I know the squadron leader's goal, she hopes to find the truth and justice, I will follow in her footsteps and continue to persevere." If you need my help, feel free to let me know. ”

With a parting, Pacia seems to have grown up overnight.

Holden didn't say yes but didn't refuse, "Then the first thing you need to do is take care of yourself, your beard needs to be trimmed." ”

Parcia touched his chin and disorganized beard, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of helplessness, as if remembering how Issa would complain, but then the smile became bitter again, and he straightened his waist hard, trying to cheer himself up, although it was not easy.

"I still have things to deal with today, most of the cases that the squadron leader is working on have been transferred to me, I will sort out a clue first, if you need help, I will look for you. Parcia quickly turned to Holden, "I'll follow up on the homeless man's case." ”

"One step at a time, we all need time. Hodden said speciously, without answering directly.

Pacia could feel the solemnity in Horden's eyes, although Horden hid it well, he could still feel the sadness in Horden's heart, which made Persia a little embarrassed, and his eyes were slightly hot, but before the emotions surged, Patsia successfully controlled herself.

After gesturing with Horden's jaw again, Pascia walked briskly outside.

Hodden stood still, staring at Pasia's back, pausing for a moment before turning and walking towards the vigilante's office.

The vigilante came today because of the summons of Captain Casca, which surprised Hoden a little.

After Isa's death, the Third Precinct Security Team never took the initiative to contact Holden, even at Issa's funeral, they did not communicate with each other, and things seemed to be back on the track of their original intentions, the title of "advisor" was just a decoration and a gimmick, and their case did not need Holden's help.

Perhaps, from beginning to end, there is only one Issa who is really willing to believe in Horden's abilities, and at most one Pasia.

In this way, Horden was "enshrined" in the position of an advisor, borrowing the connection between Horden and His Royal Highness the Third Prince, but refusing Horden to participate in any work, which is the most conventional and realistic "cooperation plan" -

After all, a detective under the age of eighteen actually made all the sheriffs and sheriffs lose face, and the case they couldn't solve became a piece of cake in the hands of Hodden, which was definitely not a situation that the vigilantes wanted to see. Neither their self-esteem nor their pride allowed such a thing.

Issa is the only outlier.

In this regard, Holden was not surprised, his cooperation with the security team was originally based on Isa, but today's call of Captain Casca surprised Horden even more, and he had no clue for a while, unable to determine the reason for this captain.

Walking into the office area inside the security team, Hordon could really feel the heaviness and sadness inside Pacia -

Not because of the condolences of colleagues, but because of the calmness of colleagues.

The security team was calm inside, and did not feel nervous because of Isa's accidental death and the murderer's direct crime within the security team of the third jurisdiction, although there was no giggling and laughing, but he felt a trace of comfort in the silence and calmness, and he was not angry because of Isa's death, nor was he afraid because the authority of the security team was challenged.

Nothing.

It's so calm, it's sad, because it's as if nothing has happened, it's like ...... Issa's existence was simply erased.

This also made those who still remember it have to carry a heavier burden - Pascia is carrying such a burden alone, and he is so overwhelmed that when he saw Horden just now, the grief and pain can be shared, and he can't help but secretly relax a little.

Of course, the deceased is gone, they should not indulge in the grief of the passing, life should go on after all, this truth Holden also understands, but looking at the scene in front of him that has not set off any waves and left no traces, his footsteps still can't help but pause slightly.

Just look at the desk that once belonged to Isa.