Chapter 151: The Legend of Urban Ghost Fire

"Okay, that's not the point, the point is why are you two here, and each of you has a big-headed doll on top of it?"

Mochizuki silently praised Shiratori in his heart, his bureaucratic background is not covered, this good subordinate of hers is born with a talent for dealing with this kind of thing, and it seems that he will have to rely on him more in the future.

It's best to find a way to get paid without going to work, so that you don't have to be chased by the leader so miserably when you desert and do extra money in the future.

"This, of course, is evidence at the fire scene!"

Miheko held her cheeks and sat on the leather sofa that Mochizuki had purchased for herself, and said nonchalantly.

In the past few days, there have been frequent fires in various cities in Tokyo, and yesterday a body was found at the scene of the fire, and the case was transferred to the search section.

Due to the fact that there were too many locations and numbers of fires, Officer Twilight was still contacting the criminal police in other jurisdictions, and the two of them had nothing to do, so they had to go to sort out the evidence left at the crime scene first, and these dolls were one of them.

The location of the accident was an abandoned temple, and the ignition point was located in the main hall, and the dolls were found in the warehouse of the temple, and there was almost no intersection with the crime scene, and they were thrown out after being confirmed by colleagues in the laboratory department.

There are many people in the search class, and the place is small, so Miheko took Takagi, a free laborer, to move all the things that were not suspicious to the supernatural incident processing department where Mochizuki was, and before the case was solved, it could be regarded as temporary storage!

As for being scary, Mochizuki just happened to be the right time, and Miheko's real target was actually Miss Masami Hirota, who went out to buy supper.

This beautiful police officer is usually interested in those things that are chattering, and her reaction is the most fun.

"Fire?"

Mochizuki leaned back in the chair and turned her neck a little uncomfortably, she has been lowering her head to play with her mobile phone a little often recently, I'm afraid she is not far from suffering from cervical spondylosis.

But if she remembers correctly, the whole of Tokyo was facing the transit of a typhoon a few days ago, and there was still a fire in this weather, and you don't have to think about it to know that it was arson.

Forget it, this kind of ordinary case has nothing to do with her, Mochizuki shook his head, took out a pillow from the drawer and put it around his neck, intending to sleep and recuperate, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the Hirota criminal police breaking in in a hurry.

Not to mention the supper in his hand, there is not even a single yarn, and not only that, but the whole person is shaking like a dice.

"Hirota, are you okay?"

Chiba stood up in some surprise, Hirota Criminal Police was fine when he went out, how could a kung fu person be like this after a while.

"Police, it's great that you're here!"

Masami Hirota looked at Mochizuki nestled in the chair, and the whole person suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, the organization didn't know what was crazy in the past few days, and suddenly began to investigate the insiders, and several peripheral members had been secretly executed two days ago.

Dajun has not contacted her for several days, which makes her whole person uneasy, and she does not have the permission to enter the organization's intranet, and she has been asking Zhibao to help her pay attention to this news in the past few days.

Of course, the death of a few people is actually not an important thing for her, there are people dying every day in the organization, and over time, death is just a symbol in Masami Hirota's heart.

As long as the Maharaja is fine, Masami's heart is actually very small, and she can only pretend to be her sister and boyfriend, and she can't control the rest and has no position to care.

But just now, she suddenly received a text message from her sister on her mobile phone, and the three whiskeys who joined the organization at the same time as the Maharaja were confirmed to be undercover agents of the public security.

Masami Hirota's heart was cold, she had already discovered that there was a problem with the identity of the Maharaja, but she had always been lucky in her heart.

What if she was mistaken, and the Maharaja didn't really have any problems?

Masami Hirota bit her lip and held back her tears to keep her tears from falling, in fact, what she should think about most now is the safety of herself and Shiho, the organization's tolerance for traitors is very small, and if it is discovered, there is only one end in death.

People who are involved in traitors will not be let go, but she is now full of Dajun, and when she reacts, she has rushed back to the Metropolitan Police Department, and she somehow returned here in a mess along the way.

Gin is in charge of dealing with traitors in the organization, and as long as the members are stationed in Japan, they must participate unconditionally, and it is even more difficult to save someone in such a situation than to ascend to the sky.

Moreover, the Maharaja's hiding place is said to have been discovered by a member of the perimeter, and now he has been cornered and forced into an abandoned building.

Now, even if she runs to the desk of the White Horse Police Director and blows up her identity, I am afraid that there will be no time to save people.

Masami Hirota clutched her phone tightly, putting all her hopes on the person in front of her, except for the Mochizuki Police Department, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could save Dajun.

"Hirota, sit down and talk slowly."

Miheko helped the person to the sofa, took the coffee from Takagi's hand and handed it to Masami Hirota, who was already avoided.

"Miss Hirota, you can't believe the legend that Officer Sato told you and be scared like this!"

Wataru Takagi neatly placed the three dolls in the corner and squeezed out a few words dryly.

Although he and Chiba both agreed to trick Hirota's criminal police, they hadn't implemented it after all, and Miss Hirota had no reason to look like a hell.

By the way, that urban ghost fire legend, Masami Hirota suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and the whole person rushed to Mochizuki's side, and without saying a word, she rushed outside, she finally thought of a perfect reason.

In a short period of time, she had no way to explain the situation to the Mochizuki Police Department, and she couldn't explain it clearly, so she simply asked her to pretend to be the legendary heron fire once, and set a fire that came out of thin air to prevent the organization from chasing and killing the Maharaja.

It is enough to set a fire, anyway, there are fires everywhere in Tokyo these days, and even if Officer Mochizuki is suspicious, she has a reason to prevaricate.

"Hey!"

Mochizuki was almost dragged to a dog to chew, and his wrists were also pinched and bruised, and the whole person had a strange feeling of being affected by an unwarranted disaster.

Can we have something to say, this level can be regarded as an attack on the police.

"Police, I encountered a supernatural event on the way back to the police station, please be sure to come with me."

Masami Hirota ignored Mochizuki's struggles, forcefully pressed the person into the car, slammed on the accelerator under her feet, and sped straight towards the road, leaving three confused little heads and a mobile phone that kept vibrating.

A research institute under Shirakła Pharmaceuticals

Shiho Miyano took a cup of coffee tiredly, and looked at the ceiling with some blank eyes.

The organization is currently working on a drug, and it is said that her parents were involved in the past, and she is the natural leader of the project, who inherited the genes of her parents' scientific research.

Although the whole project seemed unbelievable to her, it was what she was currently doing.

No one can disobey the orders of the organization, and she also has a reason not to disobey, the research has been stalled for a long time, and it is said that the boss is very dissatisfied, and it seems that there is no way to postpone human experiments.

Sighing slightly, Shiho Miyano picked up his mobile phone and called his sister.

She had just forgotten to send the code name of the traitor, not rye whisky but Scotch whisky, a result that disappointed her for a long time, and of course she was relieved.

She really didn't like her sister's boyfriend very much, but she didn't want this to happen, if that star was an undercover agent, her sister would definitely be implicated, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen then.

The result was contrary to her expectations, and after this time, she was afraid that there was no reason to stop the two of them from coming together.

Miyano Shiho lowered his head in frustration, the phone was dialed several times, but no one answered, and I didn't know what my sister was doing, there was no problem with the communication, obviously I was in a hurry just now, why didn't I respond at this time.

Shouldn't it be that I can't wait to contact that star in person, Gin's cleaning operation didn't find out this person's problem, it stands to reason that she should be relieved, but there is always a thought in her heart, that is, to see that the other party is not pleasing to the eye, and I don't know if it's her own problem or what's going on.

Thinking of this, Miyano Shiho snorted coldly, and threw down his phone arrogantly, damn gin, it must be that he didn't investigate properly, there is definitely something wrong with that star, maybe Scotland is the one who was wronged, this chase operation, just a few Bourbon and rye positive, these two people are not a good thing.

(End of chapter)