The person who died was really Shuichi...
Judy Stelling felt like her breathing was stagnant, and intense sadness surged into her heart, which for a moment actually made her feel like escaping.
Katcha.
Due to his trance, the sound of the door opening seemed a bit ethereal in his ears.
Mu Mu Shisan came out of the interrogation room and happened to pass by the office.
After understanding the situation and learning that Judy Stelling came specially to provide clues about the mysterious dead body in Yeshan, I naturally expressed my gratitude again.
However, he also expressed the hope that Judy Stelling could temporarily hand over the mobile phone to the police for safekeeping, and they would also find one of the same model in exchange for it.
"By the way, Teacher Judy..."
Next to him, Ye Gengyi handed over a knife at the right moment, "Can you describe now what the man who was burned beyond recognition looked like?"
"Let me, think about it..."
Hearing this, Judy Stelling lowered her head slightly and was silent for a long time. She whispered painfully: "It seems that she is wearing a set of dark clothes. As for the rest... I'm sorry, I can't remember."
"Well, that's true. From the fragments of clothing left on the body, it can indeed be seen that the clothes he wore during his lifetime were dark."
After Ye Gengyi confirmed it with certainty, he continued to hit without hesitation: "Then do you still remember the content of the chat when you two met for the last time?"
The last, last moment...
The image of Akai Shuichi telling himself that he had a bad premonition today flashed in his mind.
Judy Stelling felt her heart twitch, and her face suddenly became abnormally pale.
This reaction does not seem to be fake... which means that she is not an insider... Ye Gengyi quickly made a judgment and added another sentence just to be on the safe side:
"The deceased was directly shot in the head with a gun. The perpetrator should have vented his anger afterwards and resorted to burning the body to vent his emotions... Mr. Judy, did you see any suspicious people in Laiye Mountain at that time? ? Speaking of this, Officer Takagi..."
He looked sideways at Takagi Wataru, as if seeking advice, and asked: "I remember the news report mentioned that in the incident that happened at Aipido Central Hospital a few days ago, a car of terrorists was killed in a car. Is there any connection between the two incidents in the van?"
"Um……"
Takagi Wataru held his chin with one hand and muttered: "This possibility cannot be ruled out, but more careful investigation is needed."
"you……"
This behavior, which was like rubbing salt into her own wounds, almost made Judy Stelling lose control of her emotions.
Fortunately, she kept convincing herself that this was the Metropolitan Police Department and they were just discussing the case, so she forced herself to endure it again and said:
"You guys chat, it's getting late, I...I'll go back first."
"Right."
Ye Gengyi symbolically took out his cell phone, looked at it, and followed the topic and said, "Then Memu Police Department and Officer Takagi, I also have to say goodbye."
"Teacher Ye, are you leaving too?" Judy Stelling froze on the spot.
The bloody problems from before were still fresh in his mind, but he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to run away. Was this person still prepared to follow him to find out what happened?
Although he probably just wanted to break the case, it was too cruel... Suddenly, Judy Stelling regretted coming to the Metropolitan Police Department at this time.
Ye Gengyi naturally ignored the other party's feelings and spoke irritating words, "Well, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, except for the charred corpse that was blown out of shape, there are no other clues at all. We can only While investigating, we are waiting for the forensic autopsy report."
Interpretation and anatomy? !
In my mind, I picture Akai Shuichi lying on the dissecting table...
Judy Stelling felt a tightness in her chest, and suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth, retching and coughing.
"Eh? Teacher Judy, what's wrong with you?" Takagi Sheba asked with concern.
"No, it's okay..."
Judy Stelling's tone was full of exhaustion and sadness, and she made an excuse: "Maybe she caught a cold."
"Would you like to rest here for a while?" Takagi Sheba persuaded him to stay.
"No."
Judy Stelling decisively refused...she was worried that if she continued to stay in the Metropolitan Police Department, she would faint directly.
Because Mu Mu Thirteen is still busy asking about the transcripts.
Takagi Wataru, who was worried about Judy's physical condition, sent the two of them out of the building.
"See you."
Ye Geng said goodbye, turned around and walked towards the parking lot.
"Mr. Ye, goodbye."
After Takagi Wataru finished speaking, he turned to look at an FBI agent and hesitated slightly, "Teacher Judy, are you really okay? Your face looks very bad..."
"Do not worry."
Judy pointed to a BMW parked across the road, "My friend happens to be nearby."
"That's good."
Takagi Sheba breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect you to feel unwell, so you came all the way here."
"Where," Judy Stelling cheered up, shook her head slightly and said, "I can't help much."
"No. After all, there are still many doubts in this case..."
Takagi Wataru said without comment: "If you think of any clues, please contact us."
"must."
Judy Stelling's voice was slightly trembling either from the cold or from crying. She waved her hand behind her without looking back, "Officer Takagi, you can go back too."
"See you."
Watching the other party get into the BMW, Takagi Wataru also turned around and returned to the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Judy... Judging from your expression, that body is indeed Akai's, right?"
In the car, James only used one sentence to successfully make Judy Stelling unable to control her emotions anymore and burst into tears.
At this time, a motorcycle passed by.
Belmod turned his head and observed the scene, and made a basic judgment on the cause of Akai Shuichi's death.
Without hesitation, she sped away from the area.
In the night.
Behind the crossroads.
A car suddenly roared and sped up.
Belmode was startled, and then he looked through the rearview mirror and saw the pursuer.
At the same moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
She was still thinking.
As a result, the car behind him suddenly turned away at the next intersection.
It's scary, right... Belmod had no choice but to slow down first and take out his mobile phone to confirm the number.
Then, he picked up: "Hello? Bourbon..."
"How's the investigation going?" A clear voice came from the speaker.
"It should be true." Belmode said.
"Should?" Bourbon wondered.
Although he is a public security officer, he cannot directly mobilize personnel to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to take over the case from Yeshan without any preparation. Otherwise, if the organization or other forces who are also paying attention here find out, it will be no different from self-explosion. .
"I was in such a hurry that I couldn't go into the Metropolitan Police Department," Bermod said: "But I saw the FBI crying. You should probably ask Gin and IE for the specific situation..."
"That's right." Bourbon responded without comment.
"What's wrong? Bourbon..." Belmode asked with a smile: "It sounds like you don't want Shuichi Akai to die."
She came to Rice Flower Town today mainly because she learned that her cool guy, together with the FBI and peripheral members of the organization, was involved in a certain case.
During this sensitive period, I had concerns, so I came over to confirm the situation under the guise of selling bourbon as a favor.
"That's right." Bourbon agreed.
"What?" Belmode was startled.
"I don't think that man can die so easily." Bourbon said, "Unless he dies in front of me."
"Hmph...that's a strange statement."
Belmode didn't care too much about this, and said in a very good mood: "Then I will go to the morgue and help you take some photos of him when I have a chance."
"Just taking photos of a disfigured corpse has no investigative value."
Bourbon ignored the ridicule of a certain Thousand Faced Witch and continued: "If I need your help in other aspects, I won't be polite..."
