The beige sedan was parked in front of an ordinary apartment.

The location is in the 4-chome of Rice Flower Town, a very ordinary civilian area.

Makoto opened the car door, a little surprised by Akemi Miyano's residence.

He also thought that Akemi Miyano would live in a more luxurious apartment, or at least one with gated security.

But after thinking about it, how could Gin and the others let her live in such an apartment that is easy to leave evidence?

Ordinary apartments can come and go at will, but luxury apartments cannot.

If the organization wants to have full control over Akemi Miyano, it is impossible for her to live in a luxury apartment.

In the night, the street lamps sizzle and the cold wind blows.

Sakaki has the illusion of entering the script of a ghost story.

Fortunately, the Miyano sisters next to them provided vitality.

Miss Miyano rubbed her shoulders and sneezed, urging Makoto to quickly take things down.

There were four large bags in the trunk, one in each hand, and just about to pick up the last two....

Two white hands reached out in front of him, one left and one right.

At some point, the Miyano sisters had already come to the front.

Sakaki hesitated slightly, picked two lighter ones and handed them over.

After closing the trunk, Akemi Miyano led the way ahead, and the three of them walked towards the stairs.

Although it is just a normal apartment, it is equipped with an elevator.

Akemi Miyano pressed the button on the 5th floor, and the elevator door slowly closed.

At the moment when the door was about to close, Makoto Sakaki saw Miss Miyano's driver again.

He stood in the doorway of the apartment and pulled out his cigarette case.

The other party tracked all the way here, obviously not planning to let Miyano Shiho act alone.

"Leave him alone."

Miss Miyano-sama is very calm.

"He's not leaving."

"You're going to let him follow you like that?"

Sakaki asked.

"No way, Gin won't let me escape."

Miss Miyano-sama yawned, as if she had long been accustomed to this.

Ding dong....

The elevator door opened, and the three of them came to the door of room 503.

Akemi Miyano took out a key from under the flower pot at the door and turned the lock.

The house was clean and tidy, and there was a faint scent of jasmine in the air.

Appliances are readily available, there is no dust on the ground, but ....

The breath of life in this room is very weak.

Sakaki Makoto glanced at Akemi Miyano and said:

"You shouldn't come here very often."

Akemi Miyano looked back with some surprise:

"How do you know?"

"My real place of residence is in another apartment."

"It's just a trick."

Really.

Although the room was clean, there was an icy chill in the room, which would not be the case in an inhabited house.

What's more....

"I'll profile."

Sakaki entered the entrance and took the door with him.

"The so-called profiling is...."

"It's to restore the prisoner's character and habits through the traces left at the scene, so as to infer what he will do and what he has experienced, right?"

As she spoke, Miss Miyano took off her shoes, revealing her white socks, and took out a pair of guest slippers from the shoe cabinet by the way.

"If you don't have you, you can wear this pair."

Sakaki certainly has no opinion.

Although guest slippers are universal, not many people have been in this room, so there is no need to worry about the slippers being unclean.

After changing into shoes, Akemi Miyano carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

Miyano-sama sat down on the couch, her knees curled up in front of her chest, and she pulled the canned coffee and sandwich out of her bag and turned on the TV.

behaved very casually, and didn't mind Sakaki Cheng as an "outsider" at all.

As soon as Sakaki sat down, a sandwich was thrown over.

"Eat this now?"

Makoto Sakaki frowned, he also thought that Shiho Miyano bought sandwiches for breakfast.

I didn't expect to eat it tonight.

"Tomorrow won't taste good."

Miss Miyano said lightly, tore open the bag of the sandwich, took a small bite, and opened the coffee.

The evening news was playing on TV, showing the scene of an IT company fire, with firefighters using water cannons to extinguish the fire.

The glass windows were filled with fire, and the walls were blackened.

"At 7:15 p.m. today, a company in Nerima District suddenly caught fire for no reason, and according to the preliminary inference of the police, the cause of the fire was a gas leak....."

"Liar."

Miss Miyano said suddenly.

"Well, deceitful."

Sakaki nodded.

The company that caught fire was a computer program company located in Nerima Ward, Tokyo.

A company in this location is fully equipped with facilities in all aspects.

The gas in the company is equipped with a leakage prevention device, and if the temperature sensor does not respond, the gas is turned on and automatically turned off in about a minute.

Even without a temperature sensor, a simple gas explosion would not be like this.

For windows like this one, the glass is sealed with plastic.

Once broken, the plastic seal will be stained with many glass shards.

The windows on the TV, on the other hand, are open.

With the windows open, it is not so simple to detonate the gas with air convection.

Unintentional......

It's as difficult as being struck by lightning on a rainy day, and gaining superpowers.

If it was really a gas explosion, then someone must have deliberately ignited the fire.

An ambulance also appears in the picture, and as the fire decreases, several firefighters rush in and carry out a body.

Looking at the corpse curled up in a ball, with its mouth open like charcoal, Sakaki covered his head and let out a groan of pain.

"Hey!"

Miss Miyano jumped up, rushed to Sakaki's side, and looked at him worriedly:

"What's wrong with you?"

"No... It's okay..."

Sakaki's face was covered with cold sweat, a few bruises erupted on his forehead, and his face was slightly distorted.

After taking a few breaths, he said:

"When I use profiling, I empathize with the person involved..."

Just now, the corpse of the burned body suddenly appeared on the screen.

Because it was too abrupt, Sakaki didn't have time to stop profiling, causing him to substitute for the deceased.

Together they entered the scene of the fire at the time of death.

Miss Miyano poured a glass of water and stuffed it into Sakakikoto's hand.

"When did you learn profiling?"

"This technique is dangerous, and you'd better use it sparingly."

"As far as I know, people who use profiling a lot end up going crazy."

Miss Miyano-sama studied in the beautiful landscape, and of course she was exposed to the so-called profile.

She understands the aftermath of profiling.

The crime profiler is like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife, beautiful and graceful.

But beneath their feet is an endless abyss.

Seeing that Miss Miyano's face was worried, Sakaki smiled and said:

"I'm fine."

"It's a homicide."

"The deceased was tied to a chair and could not move."

"That's why the death is so miserable."

The flame will annihilate everything, including the evidence.

The other party is obviously a veteran, and the methods used are also extremely cruel.

Or simply and neatly, directly cutting off the clues of the trace.

If nothing else, this is another "unsolved case".

"They made it with gin."

Miss Miyano-sama said suddenly.

"It's their usual method."

"We're also looking for top programmers within the organization."

Hearing the name of gin, Sakaki Makoto was not surprised.

He glanced at Miss Miyano-sama in front of him......

Suddenly grabbed her soft hand, and asked with burning eyes:

"What exactly are you studying?"