On July 3, 1:13:24 p.m., Pavo was killed by Dio in Shinjuku, Kabukicho 1-chome Fukuhara Apartment 302.

Entering this piece of data into the AI detective, Dickey did not feel a trace of sadness for Pavao's death, but seemed excited.

As long as he continues to input the cases done by Dio into the detective, then the detective will be able to check whether there are similar cases and find traces of Dio according to these cases.

Unlike those politicians, including Ponte, in Dickey's eyes, he thinks that the so-called otherworldly and Griffith things are probably the same thing.

He was more inclined to the speculation of the early task force, believing that Dio would refresh a superpower every week, and that week, Dior's superpower was to build a different world.

Such superpowers undoubtedly feel exaggerated.

But if you think about it, which superpower does Dior have that is not exaggerated to the point of transcending common sense?

As for what is the benefit of Dior bothering to deceive everyone, he guesses that it is pleasure.

Although most crimes in this world are based on various interests, there are a very small number of people who commit crimes for pleasure.

The pursuit of pleasure is their motivation.

Those chaebols and politicians can't understand that kind of people.

Dickey could understand that he had something in common with those who liked to sin for pleasure, and it could not be said that they had something in common, only similarities.

Those pleasure offenders can do anything to make themselves happy.

In his words, for the hegemony of US imperialism in the world, he can also do anything, and he does not pursue money, material pleasures at all.

The only thing I care about is probably fame.

The fame of a scholar is important.

He doesn't care if this fame attracts good intentions or bad intentions, as long as he is famous.

This is why he is not liked by those big capitals, but he can still rely on his own ability to win the corresponding awards many times, and he has not been blown a black whistle by them.

Because those people know that dirty water can be splashed casually, but if they really want to operate secretly and get rid of the awards that belong to him, it will really anger him.

The capitalists will not do that kind of thing in order to be able to use him one day.

……

The gloomy sky gradually turned a little whiter, and the rain became so light that people went out and didn't need to use umbrellas at all.

The task force's car was parked on the side of the road.

The door of the back seat opened, and the gray-haired Dickey was the first to step down, and he looked up at the six-story apartment in front of him, and quickly walked to the door.

Chiyo Morimoto unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the passenger seat with a lazy expression that couldn't lift his spirits.

Chasing Dior should have been something to be a matter of concern.

But at this moment, Chiyo Morimoto lost his usual excitement, probably because the little little guy who was always full of fighting spirit was transferred away.

She also likes the human touch, and hates this fanatical, pure imperialist minions.

"Morimoto, cheer up."

Okayama Taketa reminded him next to him that he didn't want to look at Chiyo Morimoto's expression because of this fishing, and then he was also kicked out of the task force.

Don't look at Ponte's appearance, he seems to be very talkative, but in his bones he is actually very ruthless, and he is a capital machine that pays attention to high efficiency.

"Don't be so nervous, Dio can't stay here anyway, and if you probe, you won't find anything."

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged his shoulders, whispered back, and stepped into the apartment with long legs.

This apartment is an old-fashioned apartment, there is no elevator, and the place of the crime is 302.

When the two of them entered the apartment, they did not speak again, but only made eye contact, so that the voice would not be heard by Dickey above.

The old man took the place of Emily and is the current de facto leader of the task force.

Dickey's way of doing things is very different from Emily's, but one thing is the same, and that is that he is very motivated by Dior's affairs.

At his age, he walked faster than most young people now, and he climbed to the third floor without breathing.

At the door of 302 stood a woman with a panicked face, dressed in a manner full of customs.

A leather black top and hip-hugging skirt, a leather whip rolled around the waist, black fishnet stockings, and a pair of boots on her feet look like a special service within a special service.

"Hello, we're from the Metropolitan Police Department, Miss Soma, please tell us what happened."

Dickey pulled out his ID.

Soma Xinzi looked at the gray-haired old man in front of her, her face was a little shocked, she knew that the aging in the country was very serious, but she didn't expect that even this kind of weird murder case needed a white-haired old man to play.

This country really wants to play.

Soma Shinko complained in her heart and began to tell her experience, she did not hide the matter of home massage, which is legal in Japanese law.

As long as Shinko Soma herself is not stupid enough to say that she wants to get a guest on home plate, then it is not illegal.

Japanese law clearly stipulates that as long as you don't go in, you don't have a prostitute.

“…… As soon as I entered, he forced me to a chair, undressed me, tied me up, and wanted to stream me live.

At the critical moment, the blonde man appeared, and then the stand and the phone suddenly shattered. ”

Dickey listened to the woman's words, crouched down, and reached out to pick up the debris from the ground.

From the material, you can vaguely see that this is a stand and a mobile phone, and a little bit of broken glass from the mobile phone screen is like gold falling into the sand, shining brightly.

The man frantically threw down the stick with the iron nail and lunged forward.

Before he touched the blonde man, there was a thudding sound, and a colored diamond-shaped light flashed in the air, and the man's hands were directly useless.

In the next second, I saw the blonde man raise his hand and shake it, and he held the big black man like this. ”

Soma Hinko pointed to the mixture of flesh and blood on the ground, and the bones, internal organs, and yellow and white things were all piled up in the puddle of flesh and blood.

Chiyo Morimoto watched this scene, smelling the unpleasant smell of blood mixed with the stench in the air.

She frowned and said, "A diamond-shaped colored light shield? ”

"Yes, you have to believe me!

What I just said is true, and that man's death has nothing to do with me! ”

Thinking that she didn't believe her words, Shinko Soma's expression became agitated, and she loudly cleared up her relationship with this matter.

She wanted to call the police, but she didn't want to involve herself in this weird murder case.

"By the way, I remember him calling himself Dior, which is the name in that spoof video!"

Chiyo Morimoto patted her on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't get excited, we will investigate the specific situation."

You should not leave Tokyo recently, wait for our phone call to inform you of the details of the case, and do not talk nonsense until the truth is known, so as not to interfere with our investigation. ”

"Hmm."

Soma Xinzi nodded hurriedly, knowing that this kind of thing was too outrageous, and if it really spread, he would probably be regarded as mentally ill by everyone.

"Okayama, you send her back."

"Hmm."

Taketa Okayama sends Soma Shinko back home.

……

Seeing the two leave, Chiyo Morimoto swept the liquid remaining on the chair, turned his gaze to the old man in the room, and asked, "Dr. Dicki, what should I do next?" ”

Dickie retracted his gaze at the mass of flesh and blood, and said calmly: "Enter the newly added superpowers into the detective." ”

"New addition...... Didn't you read the report on exploring the Atlas? ”

"Of course I've seen it, but I don't think that the other world is the real one that exists, and any messiah, Satan, is nonsense.

I believe in your task force's early investigations. ”

"Anyone who has been to another world will not have the false suspicion that it is a false one, and that the people, the air, and the creatures living there are so real."

Chiyo Morimoto recounted what she had seen in the other world, and every doubt that popped up in her mind would be dispelled by what she had seen there.

If that's false, I'm afraid this reality is also false.

"There are many people who have that kind of thought, and there is no more than me, and there is no less than me."

Diqi was not persuaded by Chiyo Morimoto, he still insisted on his own concept, and said with a calm face: "Whether it is true or false, you only need to wait for the detective to get the result."

If Dio was an apostle, then before that, he should have acted.

If Dio is not, but a person who suddenly awakens to superpowers, then according to your previous speculation, he adds one superpower every week.

Then the first awakening of superpowers is his biggest flaw.

As long as his case is recorded, the detective will be able to find the similarities. ”

After a pause, Dickey breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then we can find out where Dio committed the crime in the first place, and then based on the time of the crime, the detective will deduce what profession he is engaged in." ”

"Do you even deny that Dio is going to heaven?"

Chiyo Morimoto was a little surprised.

The task force's previous investigation plan was to make Dior's going to heaven a top priority, and both capital and politicians believed that statement.

Dickie sneered: "I have never believed in the existence of heaven, and those who believe in heaven only want eternal happiness after death. ”

Dickey was a staunch atheist and materialist who believed only in what already existed.

He treats things that don't exist, and things that don't have evidence to exist, as if they don't exist.

Some of the information provided by the task force was accepted by him, while others were rejected by him.

"You don't believe in heaven either, do you?"

"Then you're wrong, I actually still believe that heaven exists."

"yes, it's a pity, I thought that a smart person like you wouldn't believe in that kind of ethereal thing."

Dickie glanced at her, turned to the door and said, "Don't worry, time will tell which of us is right and who is wrong." ”

Chiyo Morimoto caught up, his expression did not change at all, and his heart was already shaken.

"Do I need to write the report to Superintendent Ponte?"

"No, I'm not that lazy Russian, report I write."

Dickey shook his head, he didn't approve of Ponte's plan in his heart, but he wouldn't bother, and everyone did their own thing.

(End of chapter)