Chapter 3: Tokyo Hell (3)
After the deceased's brother identified him, the body was quickly removed from the scene.
Due to the impact of the earthquake, the traffic of the hotel was somewhat inconvenient, and the investigators who participated in the on-site investigation left one after another, and only Wu Hao and Akutagawa were left in the entire No. 7 room.
"Go back to the Metropolitan Police Department first, and then there will be a meeting in class." Akutagawa said.
Wu Hao followed Akutagawa back to the Metropolitan Police Department's office.
As the investigation got bogged down, the atmosphere in the office became extremely oppressive. Wu Hao was not affected in the slightest, he shrunk into his small desk and looked through the documents on the table.
At the top is a newspaper, dated June 28 β yesterday's Daily News.
Wu Hao picked it up with great interest and flipped through it, the headline of the newspaper was an article called "Tokyo Hell", and Wu Hao was stunned to find that this article was actually written by Izumi Hayakawa.
That's kind of interesting. Wu Hao thought.
The content of the article is about the recent serial murder cases caused by [witch doctors], and the female reporter made a penetrating analysis of the two murder cases of 521 and 610.
She believes that the earthquake is God's punishment for such a heinous crime in the neon territory, and that the Tokyo government and the Metropolitan Police Department are accomplices in pushing Tokyo into hell.
Regardless of the content, some of the material used by the female reporter is very interesting: the day after May 21, and on June 10, there were successive earthquakes in Tokyo. Although the magnitude of the earthquake was small and there were few casualties, it made people panic in Tokyo.
Plus today's earthquake......
Wu Hao held the newspaper and fell into deep thought.
Three earthquakes, three homicides. If you want to say that there is no cat in it, Wu Hao doesn't believe it, what is intriguing is the connection between the two, is it as Hayakawa said, the earthquake is God's punishment, or is it that the murderer is to cause the earthquake?
There is also the idea that the murderer has the ability to cause an earthquake, but the conditions for use may be harsh.
The premise is that the witch doctor must kill people in a secret room, bleed to death by the victim, leave a pentagram mark on the scene, and remain undetectable β no matter what the murderer is, there will always be a trace, and the earthquake destroyed it all.
Just thinking about it, Akutagawa walked into the office and saw Wu Hao reading the newspaper, his face was displeased, he snatched it over, read the subtitle hastily and threw the newspaper into the garbage basket, "Tokyo Hell - Tokyo City Government and Metropolitan Police Department are to blame?" Look at this kind of thing, you're still a criminal policeman! β
Wu Hao didn't lose his temper, in fact, he was indeed not a policeman.
"We need to be clear about the danger of politics at the moment," Akutagawa said, walking to the side of the whiteboard and speaking sternly, "public opinion is one-sided, saying that we take the taxes paid by the people and do nothing." β
"The boss is also disappointed, saying that if we can't solve the case again, the case will be transferred to the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department, and even ask for help from the Celestial Empire and the Nut Country - at that point, our Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department will not have the slightest credibility at all!"
Wu Hao thought it was funny when he heard it, and he remembered that he heard someone at the Gray Nest Hotel that he was going to hire a lawyer to sue the police. That's rare!
"Get motivated!" Akutagawa waved his fist at it, "Catch the murderer as soon as possible and give it some color!" β
"Oh!" (Wu Hao is silent)
"Louder!"
"Oh!" (Wu Hao is silent)
Akutagawa kept looking around the office, and he was very satisfied with the reaction of his subordinates, and said, "Now let's analyze today's case, Shiratori, you tell you about the basic situation." β
The policeman who was named stood up a little stiffly, his tone was dry, and what Wu Hao learned from the professor was what he said.
Wu Hao didn't listen carefully, but he noticed the small movements of the police, his lips kept pursing, and his eyes flashed unconsciously.
It's one thing to be nervous, could he be hiding something?
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After another period of busyness, Wu Hao finished reading all the case files on the table, and took advantage of the rest time to pull the policeman named Bainiao to the toilet.
"Uh," Shiratori was a little nervous, "what are you looking for me?" β
Looking at his performance, Wu Hao became more and more sure that he was hiding something.
He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just asking." What did you hide when you first introduced the case, did you have any troubles? β
Shiratori's face panicked, and he turned to leave, shouting in his mouth, "Really not! β
"Don't do that, I said don't do it." Wu Hao hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes and said, "You were threatened, right?" β
Shiratori was stunned, and didn't react for a while.
Wu Hao looked at his police rank, and he was Akutagawa's direct subordinate like himself.
Could it be that he is the one who threatens him?
There was some Fukuzawa Yuji in his trouser pocket, Wu Hao didn't count it, he thought about it, took it all out and stuffed it into Bainiao's hand, and whispered: "Don't worry, my mouth is the tightest, and I will never say it." β
Shiratori looked at him suspiciously, weighed the thickness of Fukuzawa Yukichi in his hand, and told again: "Don't say it." β
"Never."
"You know my usual job is to check the camera surveillance records, and at the scene of the crime I saw a girl repeatedly appearing at the scene, on May 21, June 10, and today. Very suspicious ......"
"Hey, this is important information to solve the case," Wu Hao said with a smile, "What you found can also be rewarded for meritorious deeds, why don't you tell everyone?" β
White Bird looked around in a panic, stared at Wu Hao angrily, and closed his mouth.
"Gotta got," Wu Hao raised his hand, "I won't ask, you continue." β
"That's all," said Shiratori, "there is no more." β
"You must at least tell me what kind of girl she is, right?"
"The camera quality is very poor and it's hard for me to see it, and I can't tell if she's a woman if it's not for her body. Wear a gray raincoat, I read that right. β
"Gray raincoat?"
"It's the kind of women's raincoat that you sell at supermarkets for 600 yen a piece, and it's the one with a hood."
"Oh, that's it."
The conversation between the two ended here, but Wu Hao's mind became lively. He was already willful, so he decided to leave his job at the Metropolitan Police Department and go to find the girl.
Finding her is the key to unlocking the truth.
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June 28, 9 p.m., Ginza, Tokyo.
Although a series of earthquakes have made Tokyo a place of panic, there are always places that are as lively as usual, such as bars and board games.
Strange to say, with such a high land price in Ginza, it is impossible for a general board game bar to operate here, but this board game bar has taken root here, and the prices of drinks and cards are very affordable.
Teenagers come here to play cards. Yu-Gi-Oh, VG, buddyfight...... Compared to the palatial shops outside, this place is an anomalous sight. The teenagers and the store manager don't care so much, they happily play cards here and have a lot of fun.
Despite today's earthquake, the board game bar is still open as usual due to the small impact (compared to the previous two earthquakes), but with a lot fewer people. Looking from the corner of the street, I saw only a young man and the store manager playing against each other.
"Conduct the effects of the dinosaur! Deals you 1000 damage! I'll win this game! β
"Ah, lost again!" The boy pulled his hands down, looking dejected. He is a complete novice in dueling, but out of his love for Yu-Gi-Oh, he has been defeated repeatedly.
"It's okay, more duels, sooner or later you will win." The store manager smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder, "But before you win, give me your animatron." β
The boy's face drooped like a cucumber. The Cyber Wizard was the only Lea card in his deck, but he had to deliver it.
He had a bet with the store manager: the loser gave the winner a card, which was an agreement and must be observed.
The boy reached for the lower right corner of the table where he had placed the deck, but he missed it.
At some point, a young man stood next to him, looking at his cards one by one.
The young man was dressed in a dusty white shirt and trousers, crumpled and his face was gray, as if he had just rushed out of the scene of the fire; The black bangs blocked the young man's eyebrows, and the smile was a little vicious.
Who is he? A homeless man on the street?
The store manager, who had just dueled with the young man, stood up and blocked the young man behind him like a hen guarding a calf, and looked at the unknown young man in front of him with a wary expression.
The boy was also a little scared, but still pretended to be calm: "Who are you?" What are you doing with my deck? β
"Yes, yes, it's just that your opponent isn't easy to deal with." But the young man did not look at him, but spoke to himself.
"Hmm......" The young man's vigilance was slightly relaxed, but his heart was even more confused: what did he want to say?
After the young man finished reading the deck, he didn't return it to the young man right away. He smiled and looked in the direction of the shopkeeper, "How about letting me use your deck to duel him?" I'll help you win the animatron back, and I'll take out the bet if you lose. β
The store manager wanted to refuse, but an impulse suddenly surged from his heart, and the long-lost duelist enthusiasm began to burn again.
"Good! A duel is a duel! β
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The wall clock of the board game bar, the minute hand has gone half a circle.
The young man looked at the store manager and the man in the black trench coat who were concentrating on each other, took a deep breath, and decided to buy a few drinks to calm his excitement by the way.
Is this really my deck?
The quality of his deck is clear by himself, that is, he just draws the bag and draws it casually.
There are not a few extra monsters, and the rarity of cards is not high. It's such a simple deck, but the man is like a storyteller, and he plays tricks that a boy has never seen before.
How did he do it?
The boy felt that he had to ask the man for advice.
"Magic Tube, give you back the damage. I won this game. β
The young man in the white shirt, that is, Wu Hao put away the borrowed card deck, and he came to this board game bar to play cards, not because there were clues about serial murders or earthquakes in this board game bar, but just to follow the instructions of the system.
Win a duel with the manager of the board game bar, which is something that the system sets up in this scenario similar to a level reward, and if you win, you can listen to any script.
Wu Hao looked at the store manager opposite and put down the card deck in his hand, his eyes became hollow, and the expression on his face froze.
The moment Wu Hao won the game, the system took over his body. At the same time, a cold female voice sounded in Wu Hao's ears: "You have cleared the script reward, you can ask for information related to a script." β
She also said what information she couldn't ask, but luckily, the information of the girl in the gray raincoat was not on the list.
The store manager stood up slowly, he sent the young man who bought the drink home, and said to Wu Hao:
"If there's anything you want to ask, just ask, I'll tell you anything I know."