Spring turned to winter and came again. Mochizuki sat in the office with a small notebook and carefully recorded the weather changes during this period.
In just one month, she has experienced several springs, summers, autumns and winters. Those who didn't know it thought that several years had passed.
The weather in Tokyo has become more and more unpredictable recently, which doesn't matter to her, but the kid living next to her and the little daughter of the Mori family are in trouble these days.
I don’t know if they infected each other or something, but they caught a cold almost every day.
Looking at Mochizuki, she felt a little sad for them. The weirdest thing was that brat Kudou Shinichi, who was wandering around in a pair of shorts even though the temperature was already several degrees below zero. She was simply shocked when she saw it.
"Qianye, do you feel that something is wrong around you?"
After Mochizuki finished recording, he began to focus on the two new colleagues working seriously in the office, the young lady selected by Mochizuki and the partner selected by Shiratori.
"Nothing unusual, police department. Are there any strange cases recently?"
Chiba held a rice ball in his hand and ate it a little carelessly. Mochizuki silently swallowed the words on his lips.
This guy is simply a stickler. He ate lunch for so many days without even asking who brought it to him. He really believed her random nonsense.
It was just pitiful for her little sister. The lunch she had worked so hard to prepare for so many days ended up in this bottomless pit, and she didn't even eat a bite.
The miserable Miike Naeko ran all over Tokyo just to find her first love, but she went to the Metropolitan Police to report it, but she couldn't come back. What a pity!
There have been no major incidents in the Metropolitan Police Department recently, and the atmosphere has been quite lively. The Supernatural Incident Processing Department has also gathered four people, so when there is nothing wrong, they can finally gather at a table to play mahjong.
"Mochizuki Police Department, a lot of people on the Internet have said recently that they are being followed, and something is indeed wrong."
Hirota Masami was much more reliable. She used her mobile phone to circle all the gossip circulating on the Internet, and even wrote it down in a notebook.
"Then please pay attention to safety when you get off work. If there is any abnormal situation, protect yourself first."
Mochizuki took the book recorded by Hirota and flipped through it. There were indeed many people in it who said they had been attacked, but no one described the appearance of the prisoner, and no victim went to the police station to report the crime.
There is nothing the police can do about this kind of case. The only ones that can be dispatched at this time are reporters who are catching rumors and detectives who are good at snooping into people's privacy, so no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with them.
"Okay, you two will be on duty tomorrow, arrange your own time, and don't call me if you have nothing to do."
Mochizuki picked up her cell phone and rushed outside. Her big benefactor finally sent her a text message. She thought their cooperation was ruined!
"Officer Mochizuki, it's only noon now, and there might be a police conference in the afternoon."
Shiratiao walked in with several documents. Since the cases handled by their department were not convenient to be disclosed to the outside world, a special archives room was set up for their department in the department.
During this period, the four of them were reconstructing the cases they had handled before and completing the files. Of course, he was the only one with the main manpower.
"Just say I'm out on the field, and Administrator Matsumoto will understand me."
Mochizuki patted Shiratori on the shoulder and quickly left the office under the sympathetic eyes of the other two people.
"How can you three stand together?"
Mochizuki's eyes almost dropped when she looked at the three people who appeared carelessly in the park.
She had just been called out by Midorikawa Hikaru's text message, and he had agreed to have a big fight with her, and this was the result.
"There's no one else here, and besides, it's not like you don't know our identities."
Toru Amuro, who wore swaggering blond hair, didn't care at all that their identities would be exposed.
Midorikawa Hikaru also had the same expression, but Kazami Yuya on the side became obviously nervous after hearing Mochizuki's words.
"The two of us have a valid reason for being here, and so does he. No one will suspect it."
Midorikawa Hikaru patted Yuya Kazami on the shoulder, and the latter reacted immediately, quickly took out a document from his handbag and handed it to Mochizuki, and then quietly slipped away from a hidden corner.
"Is this a serial murder case that took several years?"
Mochizuki flipped through a thick stack of photos, with an expression on her face that seemed a little speechless. With so many dead people, how long did it take to do this? What's even more strange is that she didn't get any news at all. You know, the Metropolitan Police Department Most police officers are on annual leave these days.
"It is indeed a serial murder case, but it did not take several years. It should only be about two years from the incident to now."
Toru Amuro took the photo from Mochizuki, his tone full of annoyance. There were dozens of dead people in the photo, and there were all kinds of death methods. It didn't attract the attention of the police at all before, but this time if it hadn't been for the organization involved, members, it is estimated that no one will find out.
"These dead people were pretty good-looking."
Mochizuki looked at the information about the deceased that Kazami Yuya had found, and felt quite a bit. Could it be that this murderer was also a person who controlled appearance, and ugly people were not his targets.
"You can't pay attention to the useful points. In fact, these people are all famous people, and they are all worth a lot of money."
Midorikawa Hikaru pointed to the clothes and jewelry of the deceased in the photo and said, in fact, this was also the biggest reason why they discovered something was wrong.
The biggest suspect at present is the spouses of the deceased, because without exception, these deceased have no other relatives, and all their properties after their death were obtained by their spouses.
"You're going to kill someone by defrauding money. Since you already have a clear target, let's control the person. Why are you still looking for me?"
Mochizuki was a little confused, so let it go without being a detective from the Metropolitan Police Department. After all, where she belonged, it was reasonable to ask her for help if there was anything she needed to do. However, the style of the police seemed to be different, and they were usually very arrogant.
"There are dozens of them, both men and women. Their spouses can't all be murderers. I think someone must be controlling them. Maybe it's a criminal group!"
Midorikawa Hikaru was a little embarrassed. This was just their guess. Even the police couldn't arrest so many people in this situation.
What's more, some people here have climbed to a higher class through the deceased's money and status. If one of them is not done well, it will cause great panic among the people.
"Actually, we have other reasons for coming to you. We just want to see if there is any interference from extraordinary powers in this incident."
Toru Amuro still remembers the bathroom case that Mochizuki solved. The murderer confessed on the spot and was caught, but what happened later was a bit strange. After the prisoner was transferred to the prosecutor's office, he couldn't remember anything. This was also the first time they noticed Mochizuki. .
"Having said that, I suddenly felt that it was very possible. Are the bodies of these deceased still there? I need to go and take a look."
Mochizuki has not forgotten the attack half a year ago. Even she can't block the black mist, let alone ordinary people.
"Except for the one lying in the building, there are only ashes left. Is it still useful?"
(End of chapter)
