In the dark night, the brightly lit Budokan is located.

The man came in the moonlight, and the weeds outside the door struggled to survive under his leather shoes.

A figure dressed in a kendo uniform stood in the middle of the kendo hall's courtyard, with his back to the visitor, his face blurred in the shadows.

In the next second, the ethereal kendo uniform changed into the uniform of the police academy in an instant, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the sharp long knife in his hand.

"From now on, we will cut ourselves in two, self-denial."

The sharp light of the knife cut off the revolver held tightly in the hands of the person outside the door in an instant-

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In the apartment, Katsumi Uehara, whose breathing was getting heavier and heavier, opened his eyes reluctantly, staring at the ceiling in the bedroom, which was very Scandinavian.

After a while, the dull gasp sounded with the rustle of the quilt sliding off his body, and the man with messy hair sat on the edge of the window, his five fingers of his right hand sunk into the lush hair, closed his eyes and took several deep breaths......

"It's really miserable, you, there is no one to collect the corpse in a foreign land......

When his breathing had stabilized, Katsumi Uehara opened his eyes and turned to look at the small clock on the brown wood-colored bedside table, the time on the dial that made him murmur at some point.

Wiping the sweat that oozed from his sideburns and glancing at the temperature displayed by the air conditioner, Katsumi Uehara moved his tongue, stirred his mouth around, and sat on the edge of the bed in silence.

After a few minutes, the man came to his senses, recycled his scattered thoughts, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

The icy water kept lapping on his face, and before even the droplets could be completely wiped dry, Katsumi Uehara paced to the living room, pulled out a few random pieces of clothes from the pile of clothes thrown on the sofa, and changed clothes on the spot, even tying his tie extremely casually, highlighting a good job.

"Second master, it seems useless to worship you, I won't worship next time. I'll help you find a good person who believes in this business, and rest assured, I will definitely help you sell it for a good price."

Before leaving, when he turned around, he saw the statue of Guan Erye placed on the wine cabinet in the far corner of the living room, Katsumi Uehara sighed deeply, closed the door and locked it, and completed it in one go.

Metropolitan Police Department.

When Katsumi Uehara, who was carrying coffee bread, opened the door of the three series office area early, there were only a few figures at the workstation.

"Yo, Uehara, morning."

"Morning, Zuo Zuomu, how was the situation on duty last night."

"It's calm, nothing happens." The yawning officer was clearly in a good mood: "Anyway, why did you come so early today?"

"I can't sleep, I have insomnia, I can only come to work."

Katsumi Uehara, who pulled a blank blackboard in front of his workstation, smiled and raised his eyebrows, "You know, work is one of the most sleepy things to induce, second only to class."

"How do I feel a little ironic about this coming out of your mouth? You're a pro." Happily swinging his fist, the police officer who stretched his waist ended his duty life and walked to the cafeteria to have breakfast together.

The corners of Katsumi Uehara's mouth rose without looking back, and then he flipped the blackboard in front of him, so that its pitch-black side was facing him-

While recalling all the experiences of this eucalyptus, he wrote his name and corresponding events on the blackboard with a pen. From the initial billion-dollar robbery, to the appearance of Miyano Shi's fidelity last night and he was sent to Rice Flower Central Hospital. ….

"Huh? Uehara? Why are you here so early today?"

When Miwako Sato said goodbye to her best friend Yumi Miyamoto, who was talking and laughing with her, stepped out of the elevator and walked across the corridor, and pushed open the glass door of the three-series office area at the end, the first thing that caught her eye was a back that seemed extremely abrupt at this time period-

Holding a cup of black coffee in his left hand and a few pieces of toast in his right hand, his mouth was chewing carefully, but his eyes were always on the blackboard full of words, and his footsteps never moved.

[To tell the truth, I've been using @

"It's ...... What did you do?"

"Well, there were some things I couldn't figure out, so I wrote down all the things I've been through so far and saw if I had overlooked." Katsumi Uehara, who took a sip of coffee, couldn't help but perk up, and his lips pressed towards the blackboard in front of him.

"And then, did you find the answer?"

"Nope."

Katsumi Uehara shook his head, pinched his right index finger on his toast and pointed to the first event log on the blackboard: "There may be a blind spot in my perspective, Zuo Fuji, now you play the role of a passerby who knows a little about this.

"Then, tell me, what do you want to ask me when you see this?"

Akemi Miyano was caught red-handed in the billion-dollar robbery, and was then persuaded by Toshiro Oda to join the witness protection program using Professor Hirota's family as an example, which was the beginning of a series of events.

Miwako Sato looked at the concise summary code words on the blackboard about the billion-dollar robbery, and after thinking for a while, her eyes immediately fell on the lines derived from it-

A straight white line, and the first name to fork out on this line is...... Kidd's secret codename?

"The distillery first used the name of Kidd the Monster Thief to bring the big star Chris Binyard to our eyes."

Katsumi Uehara, who noticed his partner's line of sight, leaned against the front of the station barrier and explained, "Do you remember what Mizuno said when she had a showdown with us, they and Kidd should be two parallel characters at all."

"So, why did the distillery take advantage of Kidd's reputation in the first place?" Miwako Sato, who quickly assumed the role after getting used to it, looked into the man's eyes and asked.

"Because the first operation of our Metropolitan Police Department to eliminate the ghosts was started because of the strange thief Kidd." Katsumi Uehara, who had put down his bread and coffee, picked up his pen and paced forward, drawing a circle on the blackboard on the Kidd code, and then punching an arrow outward, pointing to a new name he had written on it—Metropolitan Police Department Cleaning.

"In other words, there is a good chance that the distillery at the time would suspect that Kidd was essentially related to the Metropolitan Police Department. That's why they thought of acting in Kidd's name, because it would determine whether the exposure caused by Kidd was accidental or inevitable.

"If Kidd is the Metropolitan Police Department's eye in the dark world, then the police will not bother so much when they receive the news that Kidd is going to do something to the big star Chris Binyard, but will turn their guns on them who dare to take advantage of Kidd's reputation."

Miwako Sato rubbed her chin with her index finger and said thoughtfully, "No, it's not. I remember that after that, Kidd appeared in the parking lot of the Mitsubishi Bank again, he was disguised as a white bird, and there were traces of a shootout in the parking lot—"

Thinking of this, Miwako's tone froze, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Wait a minute, I understand, that's why Kidd appeared in the parking lot of Mitsubishi Bank at that time!"

"Given Kidd's personality, he'd definitely want to see who was using him, and Shiratori, who was about his size, was the perfect disguise. Because you and I were in Chris Binyard's villa at the time, Takagi Chiba was not at the level enough, and the Twilight Police Department was too big.

"That's why the brewery thought of this, and that's why they brought Shiratori, who was investigating this eucalyptus, to the Mitsubishi Bank, just to determine if he was Kidd.

"If Kidd is involved with the police to investigate the case, it is enough to show that he and the police are not in the same group.

"That's why they didn't target Kidd or use Kidd's reputation anymore, because they had ruled out Kidd's hostility in this way, so naturally there was no need to waste time on a thief who didn't see the head of the dragon."

Sleepless dreams