"Excuse me, please excuse me."

The police car finally reached the side of the road at a speed of five kilometers per hour, and because of Old Jack's hard performance, many anchors focused their cameras on him. It's just that when Kyle and him got out of the car, the anchors and reporters who were just having fun turned to Kyle and slapped him in the face.

Which one should be chosen between the middle-aged greasy uncle and the young handsome police officer to be on camera, this is not necessary to think about it at all, and within a second of getting out of the car, those who wanted to interview Old Jack surrounded Kyle, pulling him such a small patrol officer to let him say a few words.

Kyle, who was unaware of the social atmosphere and the various regulations, remained silent, his face still expressionless, but he just squeezed through the crowd in front of him and walked to the body that had fallen from the building.

"Boy, use police tape."

Old Jack's tone had a certain sour feeling in his tone, and he continued to gnash his teeth, but because of Sheriff William and his passage through the wind, the old dog could only grin on the side, not daring to move Kyle at all.

Kyle only uses patrolling as a temporary job, and he will definitely quit until he understands the logic of this world. After all, if he stayed in this position, it was likely to expose the fact that he was not the real Kylewayne.

Judging from the information I found yesterday, although the technology of this world is more advanced than the world of the previous life, things like abilities or magic can only be used by the imprisoned. So if Kyle's secret is revealed, he'll be arrested as a confiner.

"Boy, boy! Kyle! ”

"Huh? Can I help you? ”

Kyle goes into a daze after corricading the scene with police tape, and only reacts when he hears someone calling him several times.

"What are you still doing here!? Those reporters and streamers are about to shoot you in the face! Hurry up and go up to the top floor to block it, and there is a preliminary investigation of who the deceased is. ”

In front of so many people, Kyle can't just squirt old Jack, this old guy obviously thinks of him as an errand boy, but the rookie police officer here is indeed similar to an errand boy.

So Kyle narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Old Jack, then cautiously stepped over the blood splatters and walked into the financial building, which was more than fifty stories high.

When taking the elevator to the top floor, the corpse that smashed headfirst to the ground gradually turned into a small black dot, and he fell from such a high place, his bloody body could not confirm his appearance at all, and even if he was carrying a mobile phone, he was probably smashed into a cake.

After reaching the top floor, there were also many good people standing behind the railing, and the mobile phone was stretched against the selfie stick, but one woman looked a little nervous, she clung to the railing, and her expression gradually became solemn after seeing so many people surrounded downstairs.

Kyle took out his phone and filmed the group of people on the top floor, before slowly letting them leave, locking the door to the top floor with the key he got from the security guard.

"Uh-Mr. Officer, I haven't left yet?"

"I know, I just wanted to ask you some questions, just a little bit."

The person who was left behind by Kyle was naturally the suspicious-looking woman. Kyle looked at the woman carefully, she had short red hair, light makeup and a pair of flat glasses, as if to hide her beauty, dressed like the workers.

"So, miss, can you introduce yourself first?"

"Huh? Me? ”

"Yes, that's right. Rest assured, this is just a routine inquiry. ”

“...... My name is Macchiato, and I work in the office building below, and I'm a relationship manager at Metro Bank. ”

Kyle was no less shocked than hearing someone on a quiet street say 'Captain, car is ready' next to a luxury car.

The originally handsome facial paralyzed police officer in front of him suddenly changed his momentum, his eyes suddenly became hot, and the sensitive Macchiato was startled, thinking that what he did after work should not be exposed to the General Administration of Public Security. However, Kyle only suddenly remembered another bad woman.

"Ahem, I'm sorry I lost my temper, it's just that your name and appearance are very similar to someone I know. Without further ado, does Miss Macchiato know the man who fell? ”

"Yes, she's a securities trader, and she's called herself a banker all day long, called Lucrezia Borgia, and her office is in this financial building, three floors above our bank."

The corpse, which had been shattered beyond human shape, could not even be gendered, and it wasn't until the Lady Macchiato had explained it to him that Kyle realized that the hapless man below was a woman.

"Are you friends with Lady Pochia, then?"

It's just that Macchiato, who has a similar name and appearance, has no bad woman's momentum at all, although she works in this financial building, but there are several younger siblings in the family, and the burden on her shoulders is very heavy, so heavy that she does not want to conflict with the patrol officers of the Public Security Bureau.

"Yes, she and I are friends."

"I'm sorry. Did she tell you anything before that? Or was it something she had been through? ”

Macchiato naturally knew why, but she couldn't say it, so she could only whisper that she didn't know.

Kyle didn't force her when he saw this, after all, he was just here to understand the preliminary situation, and it was the detective's job to really solve the case, not to mention that Old Jack also said that forcing the question might lead to an increase in the M value, so he didn't ask more, just took out a business card and planned to hand it to Macchiato.

"If you think of anything, or if you're in trouble, you can call this number."

Of course, after dialing it, whether you want to help or not is another matter.

This Macchiato, who doesn't look like a bad woman at all, but looks a lot like a bad woman, when she takes the business card, her index finger accidentally touches Kyle's index finger, like a collision of electric light, and the red phantom flashes across the hands of the two. Both of them, who had not expected this development at all, were taken aback, and involuntarily took two steps back, looking at each other in disbelief.

Bang!

Just as Kyle was about to say something, the door to the top floor was opened again, and a fat man in a suit and leather shoes wiped his greasy forehead with a handkerchief, and after panting for a while, he said to Kyle what the low-level villains would say.

For example, "What qualifications do you have as a little patrol officer to question our employees", "The financial building is millions of dollars a minute", "Is it difficult for a male patrol officer to harass our female employees?"

However, Kyle is completely correct about this, and now he is only investigating a falling case, and it is not his turn to characterize the case, so he directly answers, "As Patrol Dess, the law gives me the power to make inquiries", "The Financial Mansion will not suspend work because Miss Macchiato is alone", "As an open-minded Diss, how can you assume my gender".

After the combination punch was returned, the fat man, who claimed to be Macchiato's boss, was speechless. However, for Kyle, what exactly is the red phantage that has just appeared between him and Macchiato is more important. It's a pity that I was interrupted by this irrelevant fat man.

Kyle, who was a little more impatient, quickly calmed down, because Macchiato, who was in a state of panic, also seemed to have no idea what was going on, and it seemed that he had to create an opportunity to communicate.

The radio sounded at this point, and Old Jack told him that the detectives in charge of the case had arrived and that they would be going to retrieve the building's surveillance and investigate the whereabouts of the deceased.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I still have official duties to do, so let's go first. Miss Macchiato, if I may, I'd like to invite you to a drink after work, and as for you, sir, you'......"

Kyle said no more and turned to leave the top floor.

After looking at the patrolman who was much more handsome than him, and seeing that Macchiato, who he couldn't ask for, also paid attention to him, the fat man seemed to find out that his goddess was someone else's tengu, and the resentment and jealousy in his heart made his face extremely distorted, but when he walked in front of Macchiato and saw her disdainful look, he felt a strange pleasure again.

Perhaps the M value really has the meaning of measuring the degree of M.