Chapter 373: A cry for help hidden in a letter

It's been a month since I got back from New York. The plan to investigate Belmode, a member of the organization code name with three faces, is also in the works, and Fujiwara Yu doesn't think that this investigation task can be easily completed with the strength of Yoon Sen Hondo alone, so he can look elsewhere.

For example, the movement of the FBI. He was almost certain that Shuichi Akai and Judy Sterling were tasked with investigating Belmode, and that they should have more useful information in their hands.

It is certainly unrealistic to obtain this information through proper means, so the only way to obtain relevant and useful information can only be obtained by following up and investigating the two FBI investigators.

This is not? The effect is not bad. In just one month, Yin Sen Hondo brought back a nice piece of news about Judy Stelyn.

Her father was also an FBI investigator during his lifetime, but died in an ordinary fire accident 19 years ago.

From the photo sent by Yoon Sen Hondo, it is not difficult to see that Judy is now wearing the same old black-rimmed glasses as the man in the photo, that is...... The glasses Judy wears are a relic of her father.

Zero and Zhu Fu Jingguang have made it clear that with their position in the organization, it is impossible to contact a high-level big man other than the action team leader Gin.

So as Shuichi Akai of the same class, when he was a rye whisky, he probably didn't come into contact with Belmode.

So can he be sure of Belmode's identity...... It can only be the internal intelligence of the FBI.

If you look at Judy's father's death as an elaborate murder, it would explain why the FBI knew Belmode so well — Judy's father didn't die in an accident, it was Belmode's doing, and Judy was an eyewitness who survived.

Didn't you accept the witness protection plan and resolutely follow the same path as your father? Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth when he thought of this, how could he not be like this, it seems that he has a lot of fate with that Miss Judy, but as long as he thinks of her, something indescribable can always come up, and that plate of creamy bacon pasta that is not good for him.

He shook his head and threw the terrible content behind him, and looked up at the computer in front of him, the paper that he had solved yesterday had not yet been written, and he had to write it out quickly.

Dongdong. There was a knock at the door, and most of the people who would knock on the door were police officers from other departments. After rearranging his desk, Yuji Hashimoto, who was sitting closest to the door, put down what he was doing, got up and walked to the locked office door, and when he opened it, he found that it was a very familiar police officer.

But his social skills are very poor, and he can't name them except for a few colleagues in the same department.

Chiba and Shin came to Sousuke Takashi with a stack of envelopes, and after he put down his things with a smile, he reminded loudly: "Takashi Police Department, when I helped the Twilight Police Department get something, I saw that your mailbox was full, so I took it for you." Kenzo Machai, who was biting the barrel of a ballpoint pen, caught a glimpse of the thick stack of envelopes, and his eyes widened: "Police Department, these can't all be letters from people who love you, right?" This is too exaggerated, didn't they already ask them not to send this kind of thing to the Metropolitan Police Department before? ”

"If a word can manage order, then there will be no criminals in the world." Tsuda Usho sighed, he got up and came to Takaji Sousuke's side, and asked with a smile, "Police Department, do you need me to help you see it together?" Fujiwara looked at the envelopes in front of him with a headache, there were fifty or sixty letters, which was twice as many as before.

He picked up a letter with a cold face and said in a deep voice: "Well, sift through the letters, if it is a letter for help, keep it, or if it is not all thrown away." ”

"Yes, Police!" Fujiwara Yu opened the letter in his hand, and at a casual glance, he saw the words asking about the marriage, and he didn't have to guess the rest of the contents, he directly crumpled the letter and threw it into the trash.

This kind of non-nutritious problem is boring. After reading several letters one after another, he felt that he had wasted five precious minutes of his life.

Just as Fujiwara Yu opened the document and prepared to edit the report, Wataru Takagi picked up the letter in his hand with some confusion and handed it to Sosuke Takaji, and asked out loud, "Police, isn't this letter a little strange?" I couldn't understand what this man was trying to convey. Fujiwara Yu looked down at the contents of the letter, and at first glance it was really impossible to understand what the person was trying to say, but as long as he removed some repetitive katakana, he could see the hidden content of the letter.

He picked up the ballpoint pen in his hand and erased all the excess katakana, and the content presented on the letter paper made him stunned.

Wataru Takagi, who was next to him, also read out the content word by word: "Please, save, save, I, have, people, want, kill, I...... Ay? Police Department this? ”

"Hashimoto, open the information base to screen women whose name is Chie Matsuoka, who lives in Fuchu City, and the speed should be fast!" Fujiwara noticed the name of the cashier and the stamp with the word Fuchu City printed on it, and immediately gave the command.

"Yes." The sound of crackling keyboards came from Yuji Hashimoto, and within a few minutes, all the girls in Fuchu City with the name of Matsuoka Chie were screened out, but fortunately, there are not many people with the same name and surname, and the scope is still relatively small.

Fujiwara Yu had planned to use the most stupid method to let his subordinates visit the homes of these people with the same name and surname, but when he saw the photo of one of the girls, he always felt familiar...... I think I've seen her?

Where have you seen it? Fuzhong City, I only went to the police academy six years ago, so I saw it when I was in the police academy?

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"A separate building to the north." Fujiwara suddenly remembered a voice in his mind, and he remembered the first case he had encountered, when he had listened to a girl's words, so he went to the racecourse to investigate.

The girl was very similar to the 23-year-old girl named Chie Matsuoka in the photo, and there were three triangular black moles on the right cheek, and even if there was a slight change in appearance, the two could be identified as the same person by virtue of the black moles.

"Takashi, what's wrong with you?" Yin Dahang noticed that something was wrong with Fujiwara Yoo's expression, and couldn't help but care.

Fujiwara Yoo shook his head to indicate that he was fine, he picked up his suit jacket with a serious expression and walked outside, and dropped a sentence that surprised everyone except Yin Dahang: "Hashimoto, you go to the file room to retrieve all the eucalyptus pieces that happened in Fuzhong City six years ago, Brother Hang, you come with me, and the rest of the people are on standby." Miwako Zuoto couldn't help but pause as she picked up the cup, and she looked at Kenzo Mashiba beside her with some confusion: "Senior Machai, don't you think the police department is a little strange?" How did he know what the letter writer looked like? ”

"I don't know if you ask me, but the police department rarely shows such expressions, I'm afraid we all have to work overtime today." Kenzo Mashiba shrugged his shoulders, he got up and made himself a cup of coffee, already preparing for staying up late in advance.

While he was making coffee, his eyes fell on Yuji Hashimoto's computer screen, and he vaguely felt that there were key clues in the file that Yuji had been asked by the police department to retrieve.

What could it be? How can it involve a case that has been resolved six years ago?