"Give way, please give way."
The police car finally arrived at the roadside at a speed of five kilometers per hour. Because of Old Jack's hard performance, many anchors focused their cameras on him. But when Kyle got out of the car with him, the anchors and reporters, who were just having fun, turned to Kyle and slapped him in the face.
There was no need to think too much about who should be chosen between the middle-aged greasy uncle and the handsome young police officer. Within a second of getting out of the car, all the people who wanted to interview Old Jack surrounded Kyle and pulled him. Such a little patrolman wanted him to say a few words.
Kyle, who was not clear about the social atmosphere and various regulations, remained silent and his face remained expressionless. He just pushed through the crowd blocking him and walked to the body that fell from the building.
"Use police tape, kid."
There was a certain sourness in Old Jack's tone, and he continued to gnash his teeth, but because of Sheriff William and the wind that passed him, the old dog could only grin on one side and did not dare to touch Kyle at all.
And Kyle only regarded patrolling as a temporary job. He would definitely resign until he understood the operating logic of the world. After all, if he stays in this position, it is likely to expose the fact that he is not the real Kyle Wayne.
Judging from the information found yesterday, although the technology in this world is more advanced than the world in the previous life, things like supernatural powers or magic can only be used by those in confinement. So if Kyle's secret is exposed, he will definitely be arrested as an incarcerated person.
"Boy, boy! Kyle!"
"Huh? What's the matter?"
After Kyle surrounded the scene with police tape, he became dazed and didn't react until he heard someone calling him several times.
"Why are you still standing here!? Those reporters and anchors are about to put their cameras on your face! Hurry up and seal the top floor, and preliminary find out who the deceased is."
In front of so many people, Kyle couldn't just slap old Jack. This old guy obviously regarded him as an errand boy. However, the new police officer here was indeed similar to an errand boy.
So Kyle narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Old Jack, then carefully stepped over the blood spattered everywhere and walked into this financial building that was over fifty stories tall.
When taking the elevator up to the top floor, the body that hit the ground with its head turned gradually turned into a small black dot. He fell from such a high place, and his bloody body could not be identified at all. Even if he was carrying The mobile phone was probably smashed into pieces.
After reaching the top floor, there were also many good people standing behind the railings, holding their mobile phones against the selfie sticks. However, one woman looked a little nervous. She held on to the railing tightly and saw people gathered downstairs. After so many people, her expression gradually became serious.
Kyle took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the group of people on the top floor. After that, he slowly let them leave and locked the door to the top floor with the key he got from the security guard. .
"Uh--Mr. Police Officer, I haven't left yet?"
"I know, I just want to ask you some questions. I'll be fine in a minute."
The person left behind by Kyle was naturally the woman who looked a little suspicious. Kyle looked at this woman carefully. She had short red hair, put on light makeup and wore a pair of flat glasses, as if to hide her beauty. She was dressed just like those workers.
"So, miss, could you introduce yourself first?"
"Eh? Me?"
"Yes, that's right. Don't worry, this is just a routine inquiry."
"...My name is Macchiato. I work in the office building below. I am the account manager of Xincheng Bank."
After hearing the red-haired woman's self-introduction, Kyle was as shocked as when he suddenly heard someone say, 'Captain, the car is ready' next to a luxury car on a quiet street.
The handsome police officer with facial paralysis in front of him suddenly changed his aura, and his eyes suddenly became hot. The sensitive Macchiato was startled, thinking that what he did after work should not be exposed to the General Security Bureau. However, Kyle just suddenly remembered another bad woman.
"Ahem, I'm sorry for being rude, but your name and appearance are very similar to someone I know. Let's get back to the topic, does Miss Macchiato know the person who fell?"
"I know her. She is a securities trader. She calls herself a banker all day long. Her name is Lucrezia Borgia. Her office is also in this financial building, just three floors above our bank."
The gender of the body that had been smashed beyond recognition could not even be determined. It was not until the Macchiato lady made it clear to him that Kyle realized that the unlucky guy below was a woman.
"So you and Ms. Borgia are friends?"
It's just that Macchiato, who has a similar name and appearance, doesn't have the aura of a bad woman at all. Although she works in this financial building, she has several younger brothers and sisters at home. The burden on her shoulders is very heavy, and she is unwilling to do so. There was a conflict with the patrol officers of the Public Security Bureau.
"Yes, she and I are friends."
"Sorry. Did she say anything to you before? Or has she ever experienced anything?"
Macchiato naturally knew the reason, but she couldn't tell it, so she could only whisper that she didn't know.
Kyle didn't force her when he saw this. After all, he was just here to understand the preliminary situation. It was the detective's job to really solve the case. What's more, Old Jack also said that questioning might lead to an increase in the M value, so he didn't After asking more, he just took out a business card and planned to hand it to Macchiato.
"If you remember anything or encounter any trouble, you can call this number."
Of course, after dialing the number, whether you want help or not is another matter.
This Macchiato, who didn't look like a bad woman at all, but looked like a bad woman, when she took the business card, her index finger accidentally touched Kyle's index finger, like a collision of lightning. Suddenly, a red shadow flashed across the hands of the two people. Both of them, who had not expected this development at all, were startled. They took two steps back involuntarily and looked at each other in surprise and uncertainty.
boom!
Just when Kyle was about to say something, the door to the top floor was opened again. A fat man in a suit wiped his greasy forehead with a handkerchief. After panting for a while, he arrogantly said to Kyle What those low-level villains would say.
For example, 'What qualifications do you, a small patrol officer, have to question our employees?', 'The financial building costs millions of Dice a minute', 'As a male patrol officer, is it possible that he wants to harass our female employees?'
However, Kyle was completely honest about this. Now he was only investigating a falling case, and it was not his turn to characterize the case, so he directly answered, "As Patrolman Dis, the law gives me the right to conduct inquiries." ', 'The Financial Building will not suspend work just because of Miss Macchiato', 'As an open-minded Disian, how can you assume my gender'.
After this combination of punches, the fat man who claimed to be Macchiato's boss was left speechless. But for Kyle, what is the red shadow that just happened between him and Macchiato is more important. It's a pity that he was interrupted by this irrelevant fat man.
Kyle, who was a little more impatient in his heart, quickly calmed down, because Macchiato, who was still confused, seemed to have no idea what was going on, and it seemed that he had to create an opportunity for communication.
The radio rang at this time, and Old Jack told him that the police detectives responsible for the case had arrived, and they would then go to obtain the building surveillance and investigate the whereabouts of the deceased.
"Everyone, I still have official duties to attend to, so I'll go ahead. Miss Macchiato, if I can, I'd like to buy you a drink after get off work. As for you, sir..."
Kyle said no more, turned and left the top floor.
After looking at the patrolman who was much more handsome than him, and seeing that the macchiato he wanted was also paying attention to him, the fat man seemed to have discovered that his goddess turned out to be someone else's tengu. Likewise, the resentment and jealousy in his heart made his face extremely distorted, but when he walked in front of Macchiato and saw her look of contempt, he felt a strange pleasure again.
Maybe the M value really means measuring the degree of M.
