"Isn't he an architect?"

"It's true that it's the architect, but it's clear that the Metropolitan Police Department building is also an architect."

“…… I want all the details about him. ”

"When are you coming back?"

"Around eight o'clock in the evening."

"That shouldn't be a problem."

After hanging up the phone, Primia got up from the sofa and raised her hand to greet the short-haired woman sitting at the bar of the restaurant typing on the keyboard: "I should go back, and by the way, go to my fiancé's to check out this Moriya Teiji." ”

"Oh? Didn't your police fiancé notice something was wrong with you? ”

Hearing this, Nanyuan Mona turned to the side and raised her eyebrows playfully: "These policemen are really rubbish as always." ”

"You may have misunderstood me, Minamihara Mona."

Without looking back, Pramia put on her coat and paced towards the door of the villa: "My dear fiancé is not qualified to see through my disguise. ”

Nanyuan Mona, who watched the woman go away, tapped the five fingers of her right hand on the keyboard several times, and a file immediately appeared on the main page:

[Nu Muraaka, male, 41 years old. The first police officer of the Investigation Division of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department retired due to injuries three years ago ......]

The middle-aged man with a wide chin in the photo had a serious expression, and a little disdain appeared in Nanhara Mona's eyes.

She had also heard the legend about this village Nu, who was called "Devil Village" because he couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he had caught many criminals during his tenure, and he belonged to the elite soldiers of the Metropolitan Police Department.

As a result, this devil village is now going to marry a murderer who is full of evil, tsk.

Minamihara had no doubt that when Primia completed her revenge, this village Nu would be kicked by her mercilessly.

Thinking about it, Minamihara Mona tapped the keyboard a few more times, and several more files jumped into her eyes-

[Miwako Sato, female, 28 years old, Police Department Police Department Investigation Section 1, Boyfriend Katsumi Uehara ......]

Except for the current one that is related to Miwako Sato, the files of the other four people were all collected after she saw the names of Katsumi Uehara who was investigating through surveillance.

50-year-old university professor Hidero Saruto; Shuji Shikano, a 49-year-old restaurant owner.

50-year-old successful entrepreneur Mitsuo Inamata; 49-year-old housewife Butterfly Bird.

Judging from the surveillance footage, these four people are the suspects targeted by Katsumi Uehara.

"They are all friends of Miwako Sato's father, and they have a close relationship with the Sato family. However, Miwako Sato's father died in a car accident during a chase eighteen years ago, and the murderer has not been found so far......"

Muttering along the train of thought in her mind, Minamihara Mona gradually clenched her left fist.

For the sake of Katsumi Uehara, she once cut off her waist-length hair. But obviously they all have short hair, and this woman is even older than her.

Whether it is looks or figure, she is confident that she used to be not bad, at least not worse than this dog man's previous girlfriends.

But why......

"Kamihara, self-denial."

………………………………………………………………

"Ah, here."

Rice flower town, inside the AZZURRO restaurant.

Katsumi Uehara, who heard someone calling his name, suddenly put down the mobile phone in his hand, raised his hand and greeted him in the direction where the voice came from, and a slightly thin figure immediately came into his eyes-

He wears a lilac shirt and gray trousers, and has a large back. The face is wide and the chin is sunken with age.

I have to say that this old man's appearance is indeed very distinctive. It's a bit like the tengu mask in Katsumi Uehara's impression, especially the long nose.

"First time we met, Mr. Shuji Kano, I'm Katsumi Uehara."

Facing the puzzled old man, Katsumi Uehara, who took the initiative to get up and stretch out his hand to him, smiled kindly, "I asked the waiter in the store to inform you." ”

"Oh, that's right. Hello Mr. Uehara, is there anything you can do with me? ”

After carefully searching the memories in his mind, he found that no one could sit directly across from him with Shuji Shikano, who was the number one opposite the man in front of him, and wondered.

"That's right, I know that Mr. Kano has just returned from Italy, so some things may not be clear yet."

Katsumi Uehara personally poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of the old man, and said with a smile: "I'm Miwako Sato's boyfriend." ”

“？”

The old man's pupils moved slightly when he heard the name Miwako Sato: "You're Miwako's boyfriend?" ”

"Yes. At the same time, I'm also a police officer. He is currently working in the Investigation Division 1 of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, with the rank of Police Department. ”

As he spoke, Katsumi Uehara took out his ID card from his bosom with his right hand and lit it up in front of the old man.

The old man's eyelid jumped imperceptibly, and then he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness that suddenly appeared in his heart: "Do you have anything to do with me, Officer Uehara?" ”

"For Miwako's father."

Katsumi Uehara, whose attention has always remained focused, caught every micro-expression on the face of the old man in front of him, and said directly to the meaning: "The death day of Miwako's father is coming soon, and I want to catch the prisoner who killed him before this." ”

"Did you kill the righteous criminal...... Is there anything I can do to help? Truth be told, over the years, I've also wanted that prisoner to be caught in order to console his heavenly soul with justice. ”

Shuji Shikano, who did not show the slightest fluctuation in his emotions, subconsciously wrinkled his nose, and his tone was extremely sincere: "As long as I can do it, I will definitely help." ”

"Thank you."

Katsumi Uehara smiled politely, lowered his head and took a sip of wine: "Mr. Shikano, can I take the liberty of asking you a question?" ”

"What's the problem?"

"You've been in Italy for three years, right? Three years ago, you went to Milan alone and stayed there for three years before coming back recently. ”

“…… What do you mean? ”

After perceiving Katsumi Uehara's undisguised suspicion of himself, Shuji Shikano's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked rhetorically, "Are you suspicious of me, Uehara Police Department?" ”

“KAN O。”

Instead of answering the question head-on, Katsumi Uehara pulled a photo from his pale green blazer and shoved it in front of him.

The thing in the photo is an open police manual with the letters "KAN O" written on it.

"Miwako once told me the details of the case of his father's death. She said that the reason why the police have not been able to find the culprit for so many years is because after the death of Masayoshi Sato, all the clues that can point to the murderer have been broken.

"The only things that can help the police confirm the identity of the prisoner are the [sorrowful shiro] that Masayoshi Sato kept saying before he died, the image left by the prisoner during the initial robbery in the bank video, and-

"These four letters were written by Masayoshi Sato on the police handbook."

Katsumi Uehara, who was always paying attention to his expression, did not speak quickly, but his tone was extraordinarily heavy: "Obviously, the police officer in charge of this case has never been able to figure out what these four letters mean. I wonder if Mr. Kano, can you help me with an answer? ”

PS: Yangma!

Set the bowl~