The headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Taku Morita was wearing plain clothes, wearing sunglasses, holding a stack of files and videotapes in his arms, and looked at the reporters who were surrounded by the main entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, sighed and cursed in his heart that unscrupulous master, turned around and quietly touched the side door and wanted to slip out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, several reporters who were squatting on the marble steps eating breakfast next to him flew up and stopped him like wild dogs that saw bones.

"Mr. Police—" came up with a microphone.

"I'm not a policeman..."Morita Taku was frightened, and quickly waved his hand to cover his face.

When the reporter heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "You can really joke, you look like a police officer like this." ”

"Huh?" Morita Taku was stunned.

Another reporter next to him came up and interjected, "Hey, it's not a bad policeman, who wears sunglasses when they go out in this weather and wraps them so tightly." ”

"......" Taku Morita.

That makes sense!

"Well, what's wrong with you."

"What will the Metropolitan Police Department do to deal with this case of missing persons and human trafficking K's crimes against celestial beings?"

"This... I don't know yet, but I think it's going to be satisfying. ”

"Really? If the public is still not satisfied with the protests, will the Metropolitan Police Department continue to pay attention to them? ”

Morita Taku thought to himself how I knew what the people above thought, but he laughed dryly, "The happiness index of New Tokyo is among the best in the world, and public security has always been good. Not really..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that the eyes of several reporters at the door were no longer on him, but they turned their heads one after another, and their glowing eyes seemed to see some fresh bones.

Taku Morita glanced at the line of sight, and suddenly couldn't help but gasp.

Under the dark and gloomy sky, the streets on the west side of the Metropolitan Police Department were no longer filled with the noise of vehicle engines and horns, and were replaced by a dense crowd of heavy footsteps.

Countless people poured in from behind the street corners with signs and banners such as "Severely punish the murderers behind the scenes," "Human life is important," and "We are also interested in justice," and in the blink of an eye, they approached the door of the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters building.

Taku Morita recovered from the shock, and while a few of them were not paying attention, he quickly trotted to the side of the street with the file and videotape, and got into a gray silver van.

......

"Ato! The master really didn't misread you! ”

As soon as I got into the car and sat in the co-pilot, I heard the sound that made people have a toothache.

"For the last time! I did! For the last time! Taku Morita stared warily at Satoru Aragaki with a scruffy beard and pipe in his mouth, and clutched it tightly as he pulled out the file and tape from his arms.

"Of course! Next time, by all means... Ugh no! I mean, I won't bother you next time. Satoru Aragaki smiled and raised his hand in reassurance, and the latter handed over the file to the other party in a frustrated manner.

But when he turned his head, Morita Taku was startled, there were still two people sitting in the back seat of the van.

In addition to the high school boy who met Satoru Aragaki once last week and called "his own person", there is actually a strange girl with short silver hair wearing a hoodie!

I'm Gan!

This special purpose is a good secret to carry out?!

Satoru Aragaki glanced at the file twice, and realized that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly explained, "Don't worry! Xia Li-chan is also her own person, a new employee of the detective agency. ”

"New hires?" Taku Morita was stunned.

Can you still recruit people from your detective agency? He glanced at the short-haired silver girl in the back seat, and Xia Li smiled at him very familiarly.

Stop

It's pretty good.

I don't look blind...

Higashinohara, who was in the back seat, looked at the crowd of demonstrators at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, and when he went upstairs after exercising early in the morning, he was attracted by the part-time conditions offered by Satoru Aragaki - to accompany him to deal with this commission and reduce the rent for half a month again.

Then it means that counting last week's extramarital affair investigation, Higashinohara will not have to pay rent at the end of next month, and the money saved may be able to go to the cold weapon store to pick up two small knives.

And Kame Ryoka is very sure that her mother is not committing suicide, which also makes Higashinohara a little curious, so he will follow today's rest.

In the front seat, Satoru Aragaki taunted that the Metropolitan Police Department was hiding in the building in the face of the parade, and the surveillance video tape of the intersection had been put into the car video recorder in his hand.

Taku Morita next to him shook his head and said:

"This case is almost closed, if you want to make money, I advise you not to work hard, I've seen the file, the railroad and tram intersection in Dubetsu Town is a famous accident in recent years, there are one or two suicide cases every year, and I have brought the videos from previous years for you to see."

"You don't know about the suicide siphon effect in our country, it may become a suicide resort in a few years, and the municipal department is now even ready to replan that part of the railway."

Listening to Takushi Morita's nagging, Higashinohara also withdrew his gaze from the window and stared at the car video recorder in front of him.

In the not very clear picture, a woman carrying a vegetable basket was waiting at the intersection when she suddenly looked straight ahead and crossed the life and death fence with a relieved smile on her face.

Bang Bang!

In the next moment, the tram whizzed by, and there were shouts of terror all around.

No matter how you look at it, this is the most common case of suicide among the more than 300 suicides in New Tokyo every year, although it does not occur during the "peak period".

Every year around the spring, winter, and summer vacations of Wano Country, many students worry that they will be excluded and bullied at school and become a "peak period for suicide", and another "peak period" is the beginning of the rainy season in New Tokyo in May, and the continuous drizzle and high-intensity work pressure increase the possibility of office workers jumping off the rails.

Satoru Aragaki didn't notice anything wrong, he pressed down and flipped down, and the tape soon showed a series of suicide videos of the railroad crossing in Twibetsu Town in recent years.

The suicide time is in the morning, noon and evening, and the suicide crowd includes the elderly, young people, office workers and housewives, some of them are smiling, some are sad, and some look like crazy...

All in all, it is very consistent with big data suicide statistics, and there is nothing in common.

......

"That's a little tricky."

Ten minutes later, Satoru Aragaki couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand to turn off the car video camera.

"Please wait a minute."

Suddenly, Higashinohara, who was in the back seat of the van, spoke.

Satoru Aragaki and Taku Morita in the co-pilot turned their heads to look at him at the same time, and the slight glow in Higashinohara's pupils flashed, and he leaned over slightly, pointing to the car video camera next to the front rearview mirror, and two pedestrians with blurred faces were waiting at the intersection at the time of the suicide incident.

"Those two people,

In the suicide videos of last year and the year before that,

It also appeared. ”

......