"Yo!" Li Su pulled a stool and sat down, and greeted the stall owner as usual.

"What to eat today? Go on? Uesugi glanced up at him and continued to chop vegetables, the heavy kitchen knife rising and falling, with some beauty in the hands of this old man who had been selling ramen for decades.

"Go on. Today is ...... Pork bone barbecued pork ramen. Li Su looked at a row of wooden chips and pushed them back.

"Okay, wait a minute." Uesugi puts the dough in the pot and stirs it with a pair of oddly long chopsticks, and the dough spreads out into a beautiful shape in the pot under the combined action of the chopsticks and the tumbling soup base.

Uesugi lowered his head and was busy, and Li Su sat in a daze with his hands on his chest. Time seemed to stand still, until more than one police car drove past the alley with a long siren. Students who fled the campus due to the explosion tried to return to the school but were stopped by the police at various gates, who said that they did not know whether the bombers had planted other bombs, and asked the students to wait patiently until they could find out.

Uesugi Yue scooped up the noodles and put them in the bowl with the pork bone broth, and sighed heavily: "It's really not unfounded that my juniors want you. ”

Li Su had already taken out a pair of chopsticks and waited aside. "First, if you really want to count the smuggling of nuclear fuel, you are the eight snakes, and we are at most accomplices; Second, we did not target civilian facilities and did not cause civilian casualties, so it cannot be regarded as a terrorist attack. Finally, "Li Su took the soup bowl from Uesugi Yue's hand. "I'm not so mad about young girls."

"Okay, okay, no." Uesugi continued to bury his head in chopping vegetables. "Just remember to pay after eating."

The alley was quiet again, except for the sound of boiling pots.

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Kuzuka leaned back in the car and smoked, he looked impatient, or rather his mind was not here at all. A young man walked up from the corner of the street, wrote a few strokes in a black leather notebook printed with golden cherry blossoms, put it in his pocket, and straightened the long collar of the western decoration. "Senior, the people around have already asked, and there are indeed people who have witnessed their mother and daughter going out during the time period when Kanno Kuai'er disappeared, which is consistent with the station's surveillance records."

"Okay, according to the process, let's go and ask the parties." Kuzuka extinguishes his cigarette on the trash can and walks into the somewhat old building in front of him.

"Hello." Kuzuka rang the doorbell and stood in place waiting. His posture is very regular and polite, but his feet unconsciously beat the beat. In comparison, the weave behind him was much more formal, with a wary look in his eyes.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The door was open, but the burglar chain on the door was secured. A girl looked out through the crack in the door, her face wary.

She was a pretty girl, but decades of police career made Kuzuka no longer pay so much attention to the other party's appearance. He leaned over to the same height as the girl, took out his ID from his arms and opened it: "Hello, I'm a policeman Kuzuka, I have something to do with Mr. Nagamine, can I open the door?" ”

"Please wait a minute." Seeing the police officer's ID, the alertness on the girl's face disappeared. "Please wait a minute" and she closed the door again. When the door opened again, the anti-theft chain had been removed, two pairs of soft cotton slippers were placed on the floor of the entrance, and the girl was trotting into the room, shouting as she ran: "Daddy! There are two cops who say to come for you! ”

"Excuse me." Kuzuka changed into slippers and walked into the room. The head of the family was working in the living room, and when he heard his daughter's voice, he tilted his head to this side, and the thin-rimmed eyes on his face reflected the light of the screen. He glanced at the screen, and as in the information, Changfeng was engaged in chip design.

"Hello, Mr. Police, is there anything you want me to do?" He held out a hand as he spoke. This is a somewhat reserved man, and Kuzuka gave his judgment at first sight.

"It's not a police department yet." Kuzuka said with a smile, as if he wanted to liven up the atmosphere. He reached out and shook Nagamine's hand. "Hello, I'm here for a guy named Kanno Kuai'er, here's his picture, have you seen it?" Kuzuka took out a photo from the police brochure and handed it over.

“...... No. Changfeng put the photo in front of him and looked at it carefully for a while, handed it back, and shook his head.

He wasn't lying. Kuzuka thought.

"Sorry for wasting your time." Kuzuka nodded. "Let's go."

"Wait a minute!" Oribe hurriedly spoke: "Your daughter's previous disappearance may have something to do with him!" There is also a testimony that you went out with your daughter once during the time when Kanno was missing! And with your shotgun! Can you explain......"

"Oribe!!" Kuzuka drank harshly to stop his colleagues.

"Senior...... This ......"

"I said it! Let's go! ”

"It doesn't matter." Changfeng waved his hand. "Since Mr. Policeman has any doubts, let's explain them clearly, and if we are suspected because of these problems, we will also be very troubled." Nagamine rubbed his temples and squinted his eyes to recall, it seemed that his memory was deteriorating very much: "The little girl Ema was abandoned halfway by the gangster who kidnapped her because she was in a hurry to escape, and we have already gone to the police station to testify to this." ”

"Hmm." Hiuzuka nodded. "We've seen the dossier."

"I took my little girl out that day because I wanted to take her hunting in the mountains and let her see the hobby she had been doing since she was young. Unfortunately, the body is not as good as before, and no animals have been found. If there is a hunting permit, do you need to look at it? ”

"No need. Once the doubts are solved, let's go, Oribe. He still wasn't lying. Kuzuka thought as he turned around.

"Okay, senpai." Oribe didn't say anything and followed him away.

"Where's next?" Kuzuka started the car and lit another cigarette, and white smoke drifted out of the car through the open window.

"Senior, I ....."

"Still suspicious?" Kuzuka propped up the car door with his cigarette-holding hand and looked at Oribe with a funny look in his eyes.

"Yes, senior! A person who has been at a desk all year round suddenly wants to hunt? No kidding! And ......"

"Have you seen the tape?" Kuzuka took a drag on his cigarette and interrupted Oribe's generous statement.

“... Seen. Oribe said, his voice lowered.

The other day, the Metropolitan Police Department received an anonymous phone call from someone who said that a body had been found in an apartment building and that it had been listed with a list of addresses. Although the operator suspected that it was a prank call as usual, he notified the local police station in accordance with the regulations. As a result, the police station really found a body intact, with no internal or external injuries after the autopsy, just like ...... Death took his life directly.

Next to the body was a neatly stacked videotape, which the police officer took back to the Metropolitan Police Department along with the body. Occasionally, when I talk to a colleague who is talking to me, the little policeman still has a sense of color in his words. Why are there so many videotapes in the apartment of a single teenager? If you think about it with your feet, you can imagine that it will be a sex tape rented from a video store.

As a result, none of the investigators who watched the video did not feel sick to their stomachs, and the vast majority of them could not continue to watch it for more than 30 minutes.

What's even weirder is that the faces of each woman in the tape are coded. The dead themselves would certainly not have done such a thing, and to do such a thing in such a short period of time is not at all like a human being can do it. They later searched the location of the anonymous phone, which was a public phone booth with no cameras.

"That's not the reason for his death!" Oribe was still a little excited. "The only thing that can really judge people is the law!"

"Do you really believe the law can judge him?" Kuzuka tapped on the steering wheel, not knowing what it meant.

Oribe stopped talking.

"You and I both know that the law can only judge those who still have good and evil in their hearts." Kuzuka started the car.

"But the evildoers will surely be punished!" Oribe suddenly said again.

"Retribution?" Hiuzuka laughed so hard that he bent down and pounded the steering wheel, and suddenly he stopped laughing.

"Retribution, hell, curse, or something, what a good thing." Oribe pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and exhaled slowly. "When you are tortured to the point that you can't get by, just think about the retribution that the person who hurt you will suffer or the person who pierces the other person's straw man, and the unhappiness in your heart will be relieved. But the domineering remains domineering, and the humble remains humble. Man does not die for doing evil, but only because he is killed. ”

"But ......"

"I know what you're trying to say." Oribe pressed the accelerator lightly, and the car moved. "Even if Nagamine has something to do with Kanno's death, the relationship is very limited. The people who really control it...... It's a person we can't reach. Do you know? Oribe. Usually I hate people when I know they go beyond the boundaries of the law, but this time it made me feel a little lighter, even pleasant. ”

There was silence for a long time, "Senior...... This sentence...... Don't be heard by your colleagues in the hall. Oribe whispered.

"Whatever is fine. I have submitted my resignation and this case should be accepted when it is completed. ”

"For ...... What the? Roughly able to guess the answer, Oribe couldn't help but ask.

"I want to find out, what justice is."

Oribe felt that his seniors were suddenly far away from him.