Gin's investigation into the FBI lasted for three days, and Mune Takuya also cooperated very well during the three days.
In addition to commuting to and from get off work every day, Sotakuya occasionally goes out to do errands.
When he goes out, he naturally drives his beloved 570 and leaves the police station.
Every time Zong Takuya leaves the police station, the FBI will follow him as scheduled and record in detail his daily schedule.
It’s even accurate to the exact person Sotakuza meets every day.
Of course, Zong Takuya would still go home and stay every day, but his exercise time with Yujie every night was suspended by Zong Takuya.
Although he needs to use himself as bait to fish out the FBI people, So Takuya does not want a bunch of Americans listening through the monitor while he is doing things.
Just when Sotakuya felt that the time was about right and Gin could start cleaning up the FBI flies, a rapid ringing of the phone woke Sotakuya from his sleep.
"Hi, I'm Sotakuya."
"A shooting occurred near the Metropolitan Police Department?"
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Sotakuya immediately rolled out of bed, then picked up the underwear casually thrown on the bedside and started to put it on.
"What's wrong, Takuya?" On the bed, Qiuting Reiko sleepily turned on the lamp on the bedside table. The ringtone of her cell phone also woke up Sister Yu.
"It's nothing. I have a case and I need to go there."
Soon, Zou Takuya, who was fully dressed, walked to Yu Jie, turned off the bedside lamp and kissed Yu Jie on the forehead.
Immediately afterwards, he took his gun and car keys and left the house.
In less than ten minutes, 5 minutes and 47 seconds to be exact, So Takuya arrived at the scene of the crime.
When Sotakuya arrived, the scene was already cordoned off by detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department.
After two uniformed policemen set up a cordon to let Zong Takuya in, Zong Takuya quickly walked into a building, and what he saw was a dead body holding a gun and still lying in silence.
"Director."
Megure Thirteen immediately appeared next to Sotakuya.
"What's going on?" Zong Takuya looked at the foreigners with obvious European and American looks on the ground and understood, but he still pretended not to understand the situation and asked Mumu Shisan.
"Not long ago, nearby neighbors called the police and reported that there seemed to be a gunfight next door. By the time we arrived, the gunman had left, leaving only five bodies in the room."
"There are 5 victims?"
"Yes, and it is very likely that they are five foreigners."
Zong Takuya clicked his tongue twice. Under normal circumstances, if five foreigners died, it would be a proper foreign-related incident. But in the current situation, would the US Embassy really recognize these people as Americans?
"What are the identities of these victims?"
"There's no way to confirm." Mumu Shisan shook his head: "There are no ID cards for them in the room, and that's the only thing."
Mumu Shisan gestured to the pistol in the corpse's hand: "These deceased people all had firearms in their hands, and there were also traces of shooting in the room."
"But unfortunately we have not found any clues belonging to the shooter for the time being."
Mumu Shisan said faintly: "The dead here seem to have experienced a crushing battle. It can be said to be a clean and neat massacre."
"Officer Megure, and the director are also here." Gunda Ikumi walked down the stairs and happened to see Megure Jusan and Sotakuya talking, so she greeted them:
"I thought you guys should come over and take a look at this."
Under the leadership of Gunida Ikumi, the two walked out of a building and climbed up the steep stairs to the third floor. Above was a small attic half a person's height.
As soon as Zong Takuya put his upper body into the attic, he saw the equipment running in the attic. After a little thought, he determined that this equipment was used to monitor him.
"What are these?" Mumu Shisan couldn't help but ask when he saw this kind of equipment for the first time.
"These are probably devices used for monitoring. We just don't know who the other party's monitoring target is." Ikumi Gunada guessed after thinking for a moment.
So Takuya bent over and came to the device, looked at the button instructions on it and started tinkering.
Soon a voice sounded in the device:
"Hi, I'm Sotakuya."
"A shooting occurred near the Metropolitan Police Department?"
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hearing these words, Gunada Ikumi and Megure Shisan immediately looked at Sotakuya. They heard that the voice inside was clearly Sotakuya himself.
Sotakuya's expression became completely serious, and he immediately said to Megure Thirteen and Gunda Ikumi: "Let people search this room thoroughly."
"We have to dig deep to find out the identities of these people."
"besides."
So Takuya glanced at the monitoring equipment in the attic: "Contact the people from the Metropolitan Police Department's Public Security Department and ask them to take over this equipment, and then arrange for people to search my house."
Megure Thirteen and Gunda Ikumi even vaguely heard Sotakuya gnashing his teeth viciously: "Find someone to find out the owner of this house, and then ask him how these foreigners came to live here!"
"Hai!"
As a police director of the National Police Agency was being monitored by unknown foreigners, all the criminal police and forensic police present worked hard to inspect the entire house.
The hard work paid off, and a driver's license of one of the deceased was actually found behind the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall.
This is a US driver's license.
The appearance of the driver's license gave a new breakthrough in the identity of the deceased at the scene. The five deceased who monitored So Takuya were probably all Americans.
"What should the director do now?" The discovery of the driver's license made Mumu Shisan feel troubled, and he instinctively began to seek the advice of his superiors.
"Contact the U.S. Embassy and ask them about the situation. Don't forget to tell the embassy that these people are monitoring me."
Zong Takuya's eyes rolled and his thoughts came to mind.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the U.S. Embassy to send a reply. The U.S. Embassy did not recognize the identities of these people, and the driver's license found at the scene was also determined by the Embassy to be a fake certificate.
What Sotakuya wants is their disapproval.
Zong Takuya has long understood the gangster tactics of the Yankees, and this time he predicted the embassy's prediction.
After receiving a definite reply from the U.S. Embassy, Sotakuya immediately asked people to take photos of the deceased, and then issued a reward from the Metropolitan Police Department.
Anyone who can provide clues to the identity of the five deceased people can use the clues to claim the reward at the Metropolitan Police Department. Soon this report was reported by all major media.
Even major newspapers are full of miserable photos of these five people.
"James, I think you need to see this!" Judy came to the FBI's temporary base early in the morning with a few newspapers. When she walked into the base, the TV was playing news from the Metropolitan Police Department.
"I saw it, Judy." James' eyes were red, staring at the miserable scene of his subordinate's death on the TV: "Who can tell me what happened in the monitoring base last night?!"
