Early the next morning, Zong Takuya landed on the American island with Amuro and a large number of public security officers.

As the mermaid festival approaches, so does the number of tourists on the American island.

The annual mermaid festival is the busiest time for the villagers on the American island.

As a village that has transformed from the fishing industry to tourism, it can be said that most of the people in the village have relied on this period of time to enrich their wallets.

A small part of the whole village inherits the ancestral business and makes a living from fishing, and a larger part is doing supporting work for the mermaid festival.

For example, there are hotels everywhere on the island and restaurants with mermaid elements everywhere.

The food is still the same as the one that can be found everywhere in Tokyo, but with the addition of a mermaid element, the price can be sold a little more expensive.

Anyway, the American island is just a small island in Wakasa Bay, and as long as the price on the island is uniform, these tourists can only pinch their noses and admit it.

In addition to Zong Takuya and Toru Amuro, the rest of the Metropolitan Police Department public security was broken into pieces as soon as they landed on the island and integrated into those tourists.

The approach of the mermaid festival has increased the number of faces on the island again, and the addition of these public security police is not unexpected.

Of course, they came on the Metropolitan Police Department's own boat.

Otherwise, a group of people in suits and leather shoes who look very bad suddenly gather on a ship, and everyone will feel that something is not right.

This noodle is as grassy as a boatload of small flat-headed fishermen with a Sichuan accent.

"So we're going to go to the Mermaid Shrine first?"

"No, let's go to the village office here first." Zong Takuya rejected Amuro's proposal, looked at the map of the American island that he had just bought, and said:

"I'm a little concerned about the mermaid skeleton that I found on this island three years ago.

I think the village chief here will be able to help me out. ”

When Takuya Somo and Toru Amuro came to the village office, the staff inside were all busy.

The approach of the mermaid festival and the increase in tourists on the island have made these usually laid-back staff members busy.

These people are busy, but they don't complain.

Everyone is a native of the American Island, and the busier they are, the better life will be for their families on the island.

So although everyone basically doesn't touch the ground, they are all happy.

"Village Chief, these two are tourists from Tokyo, and I would like to see you."

Under the leadership of the staff, Takuya Somo and Toru Amuro met with the village chief of American Island smoothly.

The head of the American island village looks like he is about 60 years old, and he is about to reach retirement age.

Although he looks quite old, the village chief looks very energetic.

"It turned out to be two guests from afar, welcome to you." The village chief welcomed the arrival of Zong Takuya and the others, and immediately asked the two about their intentions.

"We want to know what happened to that mermaid skeleton from three years ago, can you help us solve our puzzles, village chief?" After Zong Takuya unceremoniously said his intentions, the atmosphere in the village office and the village chief's office was visibly frozen.

The head of the American island village originally had a kind and kind smile, but after hearing Zong Takuya's question, he immediately put a smile on his face and responded to Zong Takuya with a calm face:

"That's just a myth, there are no mermaid bones at all, if you just want to find out about the legend of the mermaid, then you're in the wrong place.

I think the villagers on the island would prefer to talk to you about these things.

I still have a job, so if you don't have any other problems, you two can do it yourself. ”

After saying it suddenly, the village chief took a posture of closing the door to send off the guests, and the staff who had been waiting for the village chief's orders at the door were ready to come in and invite Zong Takuya and Amuro out.

Just as the staff was about to make a move, Amuro took a step forward and forced the staff at the door to retreat.

And Zong Takuya took out his ID and threw it in front of the head of the American island village.

"I'm not interested in asking the villagers to listen to the urban legends that have been refined over the years, and it is very likely that the events of three years ago are related to the case I am investigating now.

Village Chief, I hope you will be more serious. ”

Seeing Zong Takuya's police officer card being thrown in front of Zong Takuya, Murakashi subconsciously picked it up and looked at it, and then was shocked.

The village chief, who has worked as a grassroots civil servant on the island of the United States all his life, could not have imagined that Zong Takuya in front of him was so young, but he was already a police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Replaced in the government system, Zong Takuya can also be called a high-ranking official for him, the village head.

Soon, however, the head of the American Island village calmed down.

Due to the proliferation of rice murders and detectives in the world of Kexue, the people and grassroots civil servants such as the mayor of the American island naturally lack reverence for the criminal police.

As the saying goes, a sense of distance produces awe, but the criminal police of the Metropolitan Police Department were beaten by detectives for three days, how can this make people awe-inspired?

With Zong Takuya's current age, although his position is intimidating, the head of the American island is also a person who is about to retire.

As long as the fifth doesn't want to mention the deputy department, I am the head of the unit, and this sentence is just right for the village chief.

to the extent that the village chief has no desires. The documents that Zong Takuya threw over really didn't scare the village chief who was about to retire.

"Zong Policeman is really joking, didn't the incident from three years ago be investigated by people from your Metropolitan Police Department?"

The head of the American island village pushed the documents back in front of Zong Takuya and said disapprerovantly: "If you really have any doubts, you can go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to retrieve the original file yourself."

I'm just an old man who is about to retire, and my memory is getting worse and worse as I get older.

I'm sorry, but I can't help you with anything. ”

The head of the American island village has thorns everywhere in his words, and he is simply an outstanding representative of the hidden needle.

Facing the village chief in front of him, who was about to mess up, Zong Takuya smiled contemptuously - hehe, no one can be so easy to mess up in front of him.

"Of course I've accessed the Metropolitan Police Department's files.

After forensic examination, the skeleton belonged to a middle-aged woman, and the police at the time judged that the tourists who did not get the dugong arrows from outside had a grudge and sneaked into the warehouse late at night.

As a result, a fire was accidentally caused, causing the warehouse girder to burn out, and he was trapped in the warehouse and unable to escape."

After hearing this, the village chief nodded again and again, saying that there was nothing wrong with what Zong Takuya said, and this was the conclusion of the police investigation at that time.

"But don't you think it's strange, village chief?"

"What?"

"The number of homicides in Fukui Prefecture may not be large, but it is not particularly unusual to look at Japan in general, and in Rice Flower Town, Tokyo, in particular."

"If it's not unusual, why did the media suddenly start making a big splash?"

Zong Takuya sat on the chair opposite the village chief, leaned on the back of the chair behind him relaxedly, and said playfully to the American island village chief in front of him: "Maybe the media reporting on mermaids in the back are following suit."

But I'd love to know the first media to report this accident in the first place."

"Did they think differently about the mermaid legend on their own, or did someone deliberately influence them to influence the direction of their reporting?"

"Village Chief, once this matter is revealed, I don't think you want to see the tourism industry on the American Island suffer a major blow and the village will return to its former state, right?"

(End of chapter)