"Stop!"

"Didn't see the cordon?!"

"No one is allowed to enter!"

Wearing a mask and sunglasses, Makoto Sakaki covered himself tightly as soon as he arrived at Seba's house, located at 3-chome in Rice Flower Town, was stopped by the police on duty outside.

There were a lot of reporters outside the cordon, holding up their cameras, trying to cross the cordon.

The arrival of Sakakikoto.

Caught their attention.

The group of reporters suddenly stretched their necks like hens seeing food.

"Ahem, I'm here to help solve the case..."

Sakaki lowered his voice and whispered.

He understood Gin's low-key statement to mean that he should no longer be in the media and not be a public figure.

Wearing masks and sunglasses is also because of these.

If he didn't hide his face, he would be instantly recognized.

I heard that this is a popular tram maniac.avi.....

He didn't want to be rubbed with oil.

As a result,

People won't recognize you, and the police won't recognize you!

"Help solve the case?"

The little police officer guarding the door looked at Sakaki Cheng suspiciously, and sneered:

"These days, everyone really wants to ride on the head of the Metropolitan Police Department!"

"You think you're that bastard of Sakakikoto?"

"Go, go, stay put!"

Sakaki Makoto was speechless.

It seems that his reputation has deteriorated to a certain extent....

Is it wrong to tell the truth yourself?

That's right!

The wrong one must be the daily sales TV station!

Right! Blame them!

The little police officer stepped forward to drive him away, but Sakaki Makoto really had no choice but to take off his mask and sunglasses.

"I'm the bastard you said I was."

"Makoto."

A bright black and thick object suddenly reached out in front of him.

The atmosphere became scorching.

Camera.

It turned out that journalists, who were naturally sensitive to gossip, had long been prepared.

Just waiting for Sakaki Cheng to blow up his identity.

"Mr. Sakaki!"

"You actually came to the scene of the murder today, did the police invite you because they couldn't solve the case?"

"Your comment on the Metropolitan Police Department a few days ago was sensational, can you say a few more words here?"

"Mr. Sakaki? Mr. Sakaki, don't run! ”

"Say a few words!"

At the moment when he saw that the person hiding under the mask and sunglasses was Makoto Sakaki, the mood of the little police officer was broken.

To be honest, he didn't want to put Sakaki in it at all.

But reporters have already poured in.

He's scared.

I'm afraid that Sakaki will say something "incorrect" again.

So even if the police officers hate Sakaki so much that they have itchy teeth, they have to rush to stop the mad dog reporter for him.....

Cover him into the courtyard.

Before he came in, Sakaki Makoto thought that this family was surprisingly big.

Now that I came in, I found that this could not be called "home" at all, nor could it be called a villa.

It's a palace.

The three-storey classical-European-style building, like some luxury hotels, and its wooded courtyard made Maki wonder if this was still Tokyo.

3-chome is a wealthy area in Rice Flower Town.

The houses in the neighborhood are all detached "palaces".

Far away from each other, they are lined with green trees.

The yard was full of police cars, and the officers of the forensic division were talking in pairs.

At this time, a young criminal policeman with short mental hair walked out of the main entrance.

"Oh!"

"Mr. Sakaki!"

"You're finally here!"

This person, Sakaki Makoto hadn't seen before.

Seeing that he is dark-skinned, he must often go out on duty.

The costume is also different from other people, and it should not be an ordinary police officer.

The most important thing is .... I laughed so innocently when I ran over...

At first glance, there is no scheming.

"You are?" Sakaki asked.

The young detective stood upright, folded his legs, and said as if facing the instructor's students:

"The head of the inspection department of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Department Investigation Section 1 forcibly searched the third department, Takagi Watabu!"

After a brief self-introduction, Wataru Takagi smiled a little shyly:

"Oh, I've heard of Mr. Sakaki's name for a long time...."

"We were on a business trip a few days ago and couldn't meet Mr. Sakaki, but this time we finally did!"

As he spoke, Takagi Shibu saw that there was no one around, and secretly took it out of his arms....

A small book.

"Sign no...."

Sakaki Cheng was suddenly shocked.

This Officer Takagi is simply a mudslide inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

Not playing cards according to the routine at all.

"Takagi !!"

Twilight's roar came over the radio on Takagi's waist:

"What are you doing!"

"I actually opened a public channel to ask for an autograph during my duty?!"

"Hurry up and bring someone to me!"

"It's... Be! ”

Takagi Shibu didn't know who to salute, and he didn't dare to ask for an autograph, so he hurriedly entered the main gate with Sakaki Makoto.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Sakaki came to a brightly lit living room.

"Are you all done?!"

Suddenly there was a shouting sound in the living room, and Sakaki stopped.

"I don't have time to accompany you on such a fruitless search!"

At this moment, Twilight Thirteen's voice came:

"Alright, alright, don't say that."

"This is a task that the police must complete!"

Wataru Takagi showed a confused expression:

"It's Mr. Sewa..."

"He's driving us away again...."

Mr. Sewa?

Makoto remembered the name on the door.

It seems to be the owner of this house....

What is he doing in such a hurry?

There is a homicide in the family, how many normal people will be busy driving away the police?

Unless....

There are ghosts in my heart.

Sakaki pushed open the door.

There were a lot of people standing on the new red carpet, five or six of them, all dressed as celebrities.

The owner, Sontoku Seba, has white hair and is in a wheelchair with a thick plaster on his right foot.

Behind him stood his wife, his family, and his beautiful maid.

The pie is very large, and at first glance it looks like the behavior of a rich family.

Maids must not be over 35 years old.

At the door, Twilight Thirteen, dressed in a beige suit, had his hands behind his back and his face was solemn.

Seeing Sakaki Cheng, Twilight Thirteen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"Brother Sakakikoto, you've arrived."

"Originally, I called Kudo too, but he's in Setana Ward, so I'm afraid it won't be until night if I come over."

Sakaki nodded:

"Since I'm here."

"Then you don't have to bother Brother Kudo."

Twilight Thirteen nodded as well, turned to Sewa Sontoku in a wheelchair and said:

"Mr. Seba, this is..."

"I know who he is."

Sewa Sontoku stared at Sakakikoto's face carefully, and said with a sneer:

"He's the mysterious guy who made the Metropolitan Police lose face on TV."

"I didn't expect you to be able to pull down your face and beg him!"

Twilight Thirteen is a little embarrassed:

"It's... It was the order of our Superintendent of Police..."

"Mr. Sakaki, this is Mr. Sewa Sontoku."

"He's the owner of this villa."

Sakaki looked.

I saw that Sewa Zunde was an old man with white hair and beard, and he was at least sixty years old.

The oily scalp on the top and the Mediterranean hairstyle show that this person is a strong man... Oh no.

He is a severe patient with BASP.

But well....

Sakaki shook his head and sighed.

Sewa Sontoku has a complete loss of hair on the forehead as well as hair on the top, and a severely receding hairline, which in BASP is known as F3UV3 severe unsaved alopecia.

The numbers represent the level of hair loss, with grade 1 being the lightest (reduced hair density and visible to the naked eye) and grade 3 being the heaviest (very rare or absent).

F refers to the forehead, V refers to the top of the head, and U represents the shape.

The cause is androgenetic alopecia, which is mainly related to genetics and androgens.

Like hair loss, the earlier the treatment, the better.

It's time for Sewa Sontoku ....

It's hopeless.

There was not even a need for rescue, because ....

The last of his strength has fallen!