Shinjuku, Okubo 2-chome.

Chiyo Morimoto stood in front of a six-story building and glanced at the address sent by the director.

Hisamatsu Apartment 201.

This is the office of the Dior Countermeasures Task Force.

Instead of being inside the police station, I chose to rent a room outside.

3 bedrooms and 1 living room.

It's really hypocritical, just divide an office directly in the police station.

Chiyo Morimoto complained in his heart about the actions of the task force.

She did not wear the uniform of the police department, but was dressed in civilian clothes at the request of the task force.

White shirt with black slacks and long shoes.

Long jet-black hair was draped over the shoulders.

With her bag in her right hand, she strode into Hisamatsu's apartment.

This is an apartment with low rent requirements for tenants.

Don't think about the security guard or anything, just a caretaker who fishes and reads the newspaper.

The ears are a little deaf.

Chiyo Morimoto strode here, and the old man still looked down at the newspaper and didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

She glanced at the apartment and found that there was no elevator in the apartment.

Luckily, the floor is not high.

Chiyo Morimoto breathed a sigh of relief.

Follow the stairs up to the second floor.

She rang the doorbell for 201.

Ding-dong, the door opened quickly.

A familiar face appeared in Chiyo Morimoto's eyes.

The man has a black hair, handsome facial features, and a bit of a sunny and cheerful boyish temperament.

"Okayama, are you also in this task force?"

Chiyo Morimoto showed a hint of surprise on her face, she knew the man in front of her, Taketa Okayama.

An alumnus of the University of Tokyo, the second oldest of the 10,000 years who was ranked below her all the year round when she was a student, is one of the few friends in the school who makes her look at her.

"Morimoto, it's been a long time."

Taketa Okayama was pleased.

Since graduating from the University of Tokyo, the two have basically met at the class reunion, and have not been in touch for the rest of the time.

This is normal.

He stayed at the Metropolitan Police Department to work, and Chiyo Morimoto was assigned to the Ayase Police Station, and there was no contact at work, so there was nothing to say in private.

Okayama Taketa didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to work with Chiyo Morimoto to solve the case.

Regarding the selection of personnel for the task force, Emily didn't tell him, but said that it would be clear when people came, so he didn't clean up his clothes properly.

"Don't gossip at the door, come in quickly."

Emily's voice wafted from the living room.

Okayama Taketa could only hold back the mood of wanting to reminisce, and said sideways: "Morimoto, let me introduce to you, this is the head of the task force, Emily.

It was Katarina.

The rest of the task force hasn't arrived yet, and you're the first to get here. ”

Chiyo Morimoto walked into the house, a little surprised by the two foreigners leading the task force, but he didn't show an expression of disgust, and said with a smile: "Please ask the two of you for more advice in the future." ”

Chiyo Morimoto didn't want to have any contact with the people in the task force, but with an acquaintance, she was not too cold.

Emily looked at the woman in front of her and said, "Everyone is a task force, so naturally we have to help each other."

Okayama, you and Morimoto tell us about Dior. ”

If she needed Emily's introduction, she would definitely choose to wait until everyone was ready to explain Dior's affairs.

But if Okayama Taketa said it, Emily didn't mind asking him to give an introduction.

"Okay," Taketa Okayama didn't refuse, and began to introduce Chiyo Morimoto to the prisoner Dio that the task force was going to deal with.

……

After the kidnapping incident, Emily's understanding of Dio deepened.

A highly intelligent prisoner with a high-tech weapon.

The height is tentatively set at 1m9 or more.

His appearance and nationality are tentatively white European and American, and his hair has two states: blonde and pink.

Crimes are usually committed at night, and occasionally during the day, all on weekends when white-collar clerks work.

She speculated that it was possible for the other party to work an eight-hour day with weekends.

Or maybe it's a deliberate attempt to confuse the task force like that.

Extremely extreme personality, self-proclaimed messenger of justice.

The people killed were all gangsters.

"There are ...... related cases"

Okayama Taketa introduced them one by one.

Chiyo Morimoto showed a hint of surprise and said, "Is it necessary to arrest such a prisoner?" ”

In the eyes of Chiyo Morimoto, those scum don't care if they die.

Okayama Taketa touched his nose, when he felt unnatural, he liked to cover up his inner embarrassment by touching his nose, "Morimoto, I know what you think in your heart.

But as law enforcers, we cannot allow Dior's actions to spread around the world, so as to prevent anyone from blindly learning from him and disrupting the world order. ”

Emily on the couch shook her head.

The same rhetoric that works for one person may not work for another.

There is no one-size-fits-all good rhetoric in this world.

Like Dior's crime, which triggered a wave of imitation crimes, is just the reason Emily said for Okayama Taketa's character, and it can't fool the woman in front of her.

Emily can see clearly that Chiyo Morimoto and Taketa Okayama are completely two personalities.

Okayama Taketa used such a rhetoric that even if he said it for a year, it was impossible to change Morimoto Chiyo's mind.

The three views of adults are never simple words that can be changed.

Emily got up and said, "Okayama, go buy water for me outside." ”

Okayama Taketa was slightly stunned, guessing that this person wanted to persuade Chiyo Morimoto in person, so he didn't say anything and left the house.

As soon as the door closed, Emily spread out her hands and said, "Okay, we are all smart people, so let's not talk about justice or not, talk about the benefits you can get." ”

"I'm interested in this topic."

Chiyo Morimoto's eyes lit up.

……

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Sewer entrance to a small park.

Qing Ze came out and quickly ran into the grass, and the weeds seemed to turn into soft trees.

He ran to the phone that was covered by the grass, quickly changed from a mouse to a sparrow, and flew up to look around.

No outsiders are guaranteed to be on site.

He quickly descended, turned back to his original form, and ended his expedition to the sewers.

When he turned into a rat, Qing Ze couldn't smell the unpleasant smell of the sewers, and only felt that the air was normal.

Even that filthy sewage has been turned into drinkable clean water.

Of course, no matter how tasteless it is, Qingze will not try to drink the sewage from the sewer.

He picked up his phone, unlocked it, and found that Chiyo Morimoto and Mihime of Phoenix Temple had sent messages.

Aosawa prioritizes the news of Chiyo Morimoto.

"I'm busy, you eat out at night."

The news came at eleven-forty.

"No problem."

Aosawa replied, feeling a little strange in his heart, what important case happened in Adachi District that deserves so much attention from Chiyo Morimoto?

Unable to figure it out, he clicked on the message from Mei Ji of Phoenix Courtyard and walked outside.

"It's lunch today."

Paired with a lot of dishes that Qingze can't name, but I think it's beautiful.

"I can see that I'm hungry."

Qing Ze replied, thinking what should I eat later?