The case reached a deadlock. The police had no evidence, so they had to let the group go first, and then began to investigate the deceased's interpersonal relationship. They also sent people to inquire around the house to see if anyone saw anyone who behaved suspiciously that night.
This investigation was incredible. The police gradually discovered more and more secrets about Ichiro Funamoto. After several days of investigation and evidence collection and analysis, they roughly guessed the identity of Ichiro Funamoto, and turned their attention to a steel ball with a bright face. The store is actually an underground gambling house.
The two detectives who came in disguise were called Date Hang and Takagi Wataru. Since their names were both pronounced [Wataru], they called themselves the Watara brothers. In fact, Datehang is Takagi Wataru's senior, responsible for helping Takagi adapt quickly as a newcomer.
Although Datehang was only twenty-eight years old, he looked mature. On the contrary, Takagi Wataru was much younger. Once the two of them got together, they dressed up as old gamblers and led the newcomers to open their eyes, and entered the underground gambling house together.
"What do you two want to play?" A waiter stood at the door. After a quick look, he came forward and said, "This is a formal entertainment venue. Mahjong, Pai Gow, and small steel balls can all be played here."
Datehang glanced at the attendant's hand behind his back, and said calmly: "I brought my brother here to have a look after being recommended by someone. Don't bring out this kind of unqualified game."
"Who is the recommender?"
"Mr. Takeru Hatta."
"It turns out to be Mr. Yata's friend. I'm sorry. Please come with me." The attendant immediately put on a smile and made a gesture to lead them in.
Datehang pulled Takagi inside and glanced vaguely at both sides - the door was ajar, and there were people here just now who were staring at the attendant's gestures, and they were afraid that if he made a mistake, they would take advantage of him.
Ken Yata was a suspect secretly arrested by the police last night. They were all arrested in less than one night, so this gambling house was exposed. In order to break into this place, the police concealed the news of Hatta Ken's arrest, and quickly sent two of them in to collect intelligence.
Datehang looks old, with a beard and a toothpick in his mouth. Judging from his appearance, he is not an easy person to get along with, so he plays the role of a gambler without any sense of incompatibility. Takagi, on the other hand, is much more restrained. He looks like a good person, not just for fun.
Although the attendant was still a little confused about their identities, he did not open his mouth to test them again. He led the two of them to the front desk, explained the situation to the front desk staff, then turned around and walked down the stairs.
Date and Takagi followed. As soon as the door opened, all kinds of noises could be heard. The curses, cheers, cries and laughter were mixed together, making people frown.
"Although it's your first time here to play, our request here, Mr. Yata, should have said, five million chips, please."
Although he had known about it for a long time, Datehang still felt heartbroken for the money of these gamblers. It was not good to do anything with the money, but he used it for gambling, which ended up harming the whole family.
"This... is so much, brother, why don't we stop playing." Takagi's voice was stumbling, as if he was frightened by such a large number.
"Boy, where are you? Come on, take it." He said and threw out five stacks of 10,000 yuan bills.
The attendant didn't need to count. He only needed to place a cushion to know that nothing was missing. His smile suddenly became three points warmer: "Okay, here are the chips for the two of you. I wish you have a good time."
Datehang took some of the chips and threw them to Takagi. He dragged him inside and said as he walked: "Boy, we each have half of the money. You have a good time today. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, it's all mine." It’s yours.”
"Really? Thank you, thank you, brother."
The attendant smiled and walked out of the room with the money. As soon as he went out, a man in black clothes was already waiting here.
"how?"
"No problem, check the smaller one, it should be better controlled."
The man in black nodded to acknowledge receipt and quickly turned around to leave. The attendant had long been used to it and walked to the front desk to throw the money to the person inside, "Check the source of the money."
"Don't worry, Brother Hangping."
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"Why haven't you come out yet?"
"Just wait a little longer, maybe we'll find something."
"Wait another half hour. If you still don't come out, we'll go in."
"Memu Police Department."
Megure Thirteen of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Criminal Investigation Section, Division Three, turned around to look at the person who came, and found that it was none other than Shinichi Kudo, a young detective who had dealt with him before.
"Kudo-kun, why are you here?" Megure's face softened. Kudo Shinichi helped the police a lot. Although the cost was that the police's reputation was reduced, it is always good if the case is solved and the murderer is brought to justice, so He was quite friendly to Kudo.
"I went to watch a game with Xiaolan." Kudo simply explained, "It's the police department, do you have any case?"
"Ah, this" Mumu was interrupted before he could explain, "Police department, they are out."
"Let's talk about it another time, Kudo-kun, I still have something to do." Megure immediately dropped Kudo Shinichi, pressed his hat, and pretended to be a passerby walking by.
Watching Megure Police Department leave, Kudo Shinichi showed a disappointed expression, but he also knew that now was not the time to chase after him and ask questions. It was obvious that the police were standing guard just now. It would be bad if he chased after him and exposed the police.
He wrote this down and planned to ask again later. He turned back to Mao Lilan, who had been waiting for him for a long time and said, "Let's go, Lan."
Datehang and Takagi came out after they had spent all their chips. Datehang was okay, he could hold his own after seeing many big scenes, but Takagi, who was new to the game, felt that his legs were weak.
What did he just do? Five million, that’s it! Just two tables gone? ! You can use this money to buy a car!
Although it's not his money.
They passed through an alley, and after confirming that no one was following them, they met Megure. Under Megure's inquiry, Datehang quickly organized his language to explain what he saw.
They walked around each table, observed everyone's expressions and luck, and basically selected a few who had been winning. These were probably the casino's own people.
"We came out after spending the money. We originally wanted to go somewhere else to have a look, but there were people watching at the door. After seeing us finishing playing, they took us out directly without giving us a chance."
Datehang touched the cigarette and took a puff of it skillfully before continuing: "The first floor is full of the smell of smoke, and there are more people playing, but it is relatively quiet. On the contrary, there is no smell of smoke underground, and the gambling house is very noisy. It looked like he was in the mood. But no one was smoking, but there were bottles and cans of wine, which was a bit strange."
"Then do we still want to arrest now?" someone asked.
"My suggestion is no." Datehang glanced at Mumu, "Let's stay here for a few more days, I think something will happen."
"Just listen to you."
