The scene of the crime was clean.

Probably because it's early in the morning in the middle of winter, there are hardly any people at the end of this dead end. Motohisa Kataoka, whom he had only seen in the database ten minutes ago, was sitting in the corner with his eyes closed, his stiff expression being the same as the file on it.

If it weren't for the fact that Ghana's wine corpse hadn't cooled down, he would have to wonder if the organization's ID photos were all killed first and then taken.

Toru Asada swept his gaze around the field, and there were large dripping blood stains on the ground not far from the body, leaving trails on the dirt, and Kataoka Motohisa himself blurred a large blood stain behind him, winding all the way down the wall behind him to the ground below, staining the entire yellow hay under him red.

In the sheltered corner to the left of the body stood the mother and daughter, who were the first discoverers, the mother was in her early thirties, wearing a half-worn gray coat and looking warily at them from beginning to end.

The little girl behind her was no more than six years old, her face was a little thin, her big eyes were smart, and she even waved her hand in a friendly way when she saw him coming, and if no one held her, she would probably rush over on the spot.

On the other hand, Urahara Kusuke, who was standing aside, was dragging Kazami Yuya beside him with a wry smile, and the colleague who was being held by him was now writing "I want to beat people" all over his face, and his murderous sharp eyes seemed to want to devour the brown-haired young man who was casually braided alive.

No, really not, he just saw a half-new vest on the ground, patted the soil and picked it up.

At most, it is to exchange vests as a sign of respect, what a big deal.

......

Toru Asada was not surprised that the police would appear here posing as a search lesson.

The public security has always been cautious and cautious, and the police have always been in the open and in the dark, which has caused the public security to suffer a lot in the confrontation with the organization. In particular, the timeliness of the organization's intelligence is inherently short, and a little wind and grass may turn their hard-earned things into a piece of waste paper.

Is it intelligence warfare - it is nothing more than a fireproof, anti-theft and anti-dark line.

It is no secret that the organization has a wide range of eyeliner in the major intelligence agencies, from business to cooking, peripheral members put together to take a family photo to draw a Qingming chart, a group of industry models who do a line of love and love walk on the street, and maybe anyone can use a 2,000-word report on their whereabouts on the spot to make up today's performance.

There is nothing more reasonable than a few detectives appearing next to a dead man, and a fool would not do anything to startle a snake.

- So it makes sense that he is here.

Toru Asada had thought of a rhetoric since he found the police at the intersection - the search lesson was natural to investigate the murder, and when he was really asked, he could still fool the past with the reason of "suspecting that the previous few people were pretending to be policemen".

Even if you meet a police officer you know at the scene of the crime, it's the same.

He has never concealed his dislike for the public security since the police academy, and now he has been robbed of the case for some reason, and it is also a basic exercise for him to jump out and block the opposite side, and the police department can't blame him for suddenly dedicating himself to his post and loving his career.

Even if he only needs to make some big moves with the identity of the public security now, even if the police know that the news of the police investigation of Ghana alcohol has leaked out, they will only suspect that his move to pretend to be a public security officer has attracted the attention of the organization, not that an undercover agent has been mixed in among them.

Of course, these are small things.

The most important thing is that it's really cool.

It's really cool to see that they are so angry that they don't dare to refute.

That's why he didn't hesitate to throw his old boss into the blacklist when the phone rang just now.

The Twilight Police Department, where he received his first phone call, had just gotten up, and the two calls were only about ten minutes apart. Rather than having a new clue in such a short period of time, he was more inclined to have the little girl on the phone and was seen by the police, and the other side specially notified the Twilight Police Department to call him back.

It's rare to have a reasonable excuse to get in, and if you really get called back with a phone call, you will lose a lot.

Toru Asada politely showed a provocative smile to the two public security officers next to him, and walked slowly to the body, Yuya Kazami, who was standing in front of him, had a blue face, raised his hand to straighten his appearance, and glanced at the innocent passers-by who were involved next to him, and then turned his attention back to the brown-haired young man opposite.

"This case will be officially handed over to the public security later," Kazami Yu was also afraid of attracting the attention of the mother and daughter next to him, so he lowered his voice very low, and only opened his mouth when the two of them were wrong, "Don't get in the way." ”

The brown-haired young man ignored Kazami Yuya's warning, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, leaned over to examine the wounds on the corpse, and nodded to the two of them in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Yes, the case was handed over to the police, so what's the matter with the two friends who are searching for a lesson?"

"You ——?!"

"Don't get involved in official affairs for personal grievances! Didn't your instructors teach?! ”

The young policeman, who had been repeatedly provoked, barely suppressed his anger, so that the sound of the dispute did not reach the other end. Toru Asada ignored the dissatisfied looks of the two police officers, and only after some inspection did he straighten up and clap his hands.

This is really unfortunate, his biggest official duty is to add obstruction to the public security.

"That's it, you two can get off work."

The brown-haired young man hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.

"By the way, if you are too idle, why don't you go outside and direct the traffic - it is very immoral to block the entire road during the morning rush hour, and if any office worker is late, you don't care about the compensation bonus."

The atmosphere between the two of them was on the tip of the needle for a while, Toru Asada looked like he didn't want to go without oil and salt, and Yuya Kazami only felt that his temples suddenly hurt because of anger, and when he wanted to have a seizure, he was stopped by Urahara Kusuke raising his hand.

The public security officer, who has always been very popular, appeased his angry colleagues in a few words, turned his head and smiled at the brown-haired young man with a slight bow, skipping the topic of the public security involvement, and naturally led the topic to the discussion of the case.

It is normal for the search section and the police to have disputes from time to time over the settlement of the case, and the other side is obviously determined not to leave a single step before the official document is issued, and at this time, whether it is to continue the dispute or to suddenly transfer the police officer who has just appeared here will only be more noticeable, it is better to take advantage of the convenience of the opposite search lesson to cover up.

The worst outcome, even if the involvement of the public security is really exposed to the organization, can be misled by Mr. Shibuyani and Mr. Zhufu, who are undercover, as if someone else appeared at the scene in the name of the public security.

As long as it is done properly, it is not a protection for the identities of the two undercover agents.

"So this ...... Mr. Gongan," Kusuke Urahara curled his eyebrows good-naturedly, "have you come up with any conclusions from your investigation?" ”