Chapter 805 Black Shadow
Feeling the murderer's silent madness from the air, Hoshikawa Teru shook his head sympathetically, but he couldn't help but be curious: "What letter did you ask Mr. Matsuda to leave? A notice letter? But it’s not good to think of ways to change his mind now..."
However, whether they or the organization, the fundamental purpose of the operation is to investigate the list of crucial personnel in the hands of the murderer, including Kihara Kawazuki. The role played by such people in this matter is not that important, they are just incidental goals that need to be solved.
Sending a warning letter to the murderer now will certainly have the opportunity to correct his distorted and paranoid thinking, but at the same time, it is also likely to alert the snake. If the murderer later figures out and surrenders, it may even trigger the organization's bomb. To more people...
According to his understanding of the organization, the problems caused by this list falling into the hands of the police will only become greater.
"Of course it can't be a warning letter." Karasawa waved his hand casually, "Of course it's impossible for the murderer to deviate from the route at this time, something specious."
Leading Ireland to the East Capital Tower, inducing This is a very important part of Gin's encirclement and suppression of him, and it is also an opportunity to find the memory card more accurately. Karasawa will naturally not let it go astray.
The purpose of saving Shindo Sumire was to reduce the casualties of innocent people as much as possible. Kazuki Motojo, who had already killed six people out of anger, could no longer look back. Why use another life to inflict his sin? Keep adding more money.
"There was only one sentence in that letter, 'I will complete what I should do.' As for what he thinks, I can't control it." Tang Ze shrugged.
"Oh, you want him to misunderstand that this is Mizutani Kosuke's masterpiece." Hoshikawa Teru suddenly realized.
Karasawa showed a childish smile, raised his finger and pointed at Kazuki Honami on the screen holding the letter and striding away: "Sumi Shindo is now being taken away by us. Whether she lives or dies is of course up to us. It’s not difficult at all to deceive him.”
If it was really blood revenge, and the dead victim was indeed responsible for the death of Nanako Moto, Karasawa might not be so targeted. The most he could do was use some tricks to make Kazuki Motojo's assassination attempt fail.
Whether he is angry at all the survivors because of his sister's death, or he hates Kosuke Mizutani for causing his sister to run away from home and travel to Kyoto, these can still be understood as the angry actions of an irrational brother. It was an extreme act, but he tried to completely erase his presence in the matter and was preparing to blame the entire murder case on Mizutani Kosuke, which seemed a bit worldly and shrewd.
There is nothing wrong with this kind of shrewdness. Self-preservation is human nature.
But in the context of blood revenge, this shrewdness was somewhat out of place, so much so that it subtly offended Tang Ze.
Thinking of this, Xingchuan Hui completely understood.
Hoshikawa Hui, who understood what kind of fun Tang Ze wanted to watch, looked away, looked at his mobile phone speechlessly, and took a picture of Tang Ze: "Don't look at me, boss, the police and their cars are coming."< br>
"Huh? Well, let's drive on the bridge. Did you throw the nail down?"
"Throw it down."
Tangze nodded and motioned for him to press it. The car window gave way and the muzzle of the gun was placed on the edge of the car window.
At the other end of the road, several high-beam headlights were lit in the distance, and two cars were approaching at high speed from the direction of downtown Tokyo.
"How have you been with your sniper training recently?" Tang Ze asked softly while adjusting the direction of the scope. The gun in his hand did not tremble at all and had quickly entered a resting state.
"...it's not bad." Xingchuan Hui touched the gun body in his hand and answered uncertainly, "Senior Jingguang said I'm still far behind."
Tang Ze Smiled.
Close-quarters marksmanship and sniping are two different things. With a full schedule, a newcomer who has only been involved in sniping for a few months, for a veteran like Zhu Fu Jingguang who has seen what a real top sniper is like, it is very different. It's normal to be far away.
If it doesn't get any worse reviews, then it's considered passable.
"Then give it a try. You are responsible for the left side." Tang Ze said casually without any pressure.
Anyway, it is the tire that is being hit, not the person. Even if one side is missed, the goal of delaying the police action as long as the punctured half is achieved.
"Okay..."
In the vehicles below, the police officers from the search section who had not yet known that an accident was coming were still discussing the newly obtained information.
"Sumi Shindo is an up-and-coming painter who lives in Hachioji City and is from Tokyo." Rensaburo Shiratori, who was sitting in the back row, supported the back of the seat in the front row and stubbornly stuck himself between Sato Miwako and Takagi Wataru, " Before departure, I briefly screened her interpersonal situation in the system, but I still couldn't determine her relationship with other victims."
"Officer Zhufu suggested that we check the recent receipts of the victims. "What's the result of the mail package and express delivery?" Miwako Sato asked seriously.
"No results. Although I also support his suggestion that 'Mahjong may have been sent to the victim before his death,' they may not have received it through the same channel." Takagi Wataru shook his head , "No special letters or packages were found."
"How cunning..." Miwako Sato looked at the asphalt road ahead illuminated by the headlights, frowning.
The scene of the first crime is far away from the scene where the victim was kidnapped. There are almost no flaws. All the clues are full of mysterious rituals...
This kind of serial killer may be what those detectives who engage in psychological profiling like to propose as "psychopaths with typical mental traits such as obsessive-compulsive disorder."
“The top priority is still to find the commonalities among the victims.” Wataru Takagi answered distractedly while driving, “Actually, although Minoru Fukase was not the murderer, he gave me some inspiration. A group of Could it be a place like Dorobica Park where almost completely random strangers make contact? An entertainment venue or a commercial place..."
"It's possible, so... Officer Fu and Officer Ogino are screening the victims’ travel expenses in recent years, etc. Be careful!" Miwako Sato was halfway through her answer when she suddenly caught a dark shadow on the road out of the corner of her eye. Her heart skipped a beat and she shouted loudly. road.
Her reminder was timely enough, but the expressway at this speed did not allow much reaction time. Before Takagi stepped on the brakes when he was involved, he felt the car body turn suddenly, as if he had lost his mind. Got control.
"It's a flat tire!" Shiratori Rensaburo shook violently and immediately grasped the side handle, "Don't slam on the brakes, slowly pull over!"
Takagi Wataru nodded, tightened his grip on the steering wheel nervously, and began to slow down. Realizing something, Rensaburo Shiratori raised his head and looked through the rear window at the second car following them.
In the blink of an eye, the second car obviously followed in their footsteps and started snaking on the road.
The two cars parked in the emergency lane on the side one after the other. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on this road at night, so no accidents were caused.
As soon as the vehicle stopped, Sato Miwako quickly got out of the car and checked the wheels on both sides.
The front tires of both vehicles were obviously damaged, and the entire bodies were tilted forward.
She frowned and bent down to confirm, then turned to look at the dark shadow she had glimpsed.
A small express box only as big as a palm fell in the middle of the road. It was crushed twice, and the scattered steel nails rolled all over the ground.
"Did the steel nails puncture the tires?" Wataru Takagi, who ran directly to the road to check and place warning signs, quickly came back holding something.
"It seems so." Shiratori Rensaburo patted the dust on his hands and stood up, "There are obvious holes in the tires."
"Really, who is driving fast at night? Throwing steel nails on the road is too unethical.”
"Maybe it wasn't thrown down, maybe it was lost by a passing truck."
"Tsk, let's take photos to collect evidence first, and then notify the traffic police. We don't have time to waste time, put on the spare tire, we have to hurry up It's time to arrive at Hachioji City. "It's just this time... It's like God is helping the murderer."
"Don't talk nonsense, Chiba..."
The two police officers in the car behind rushed over to meet them. They quickly assigned their respective tasks and got busy while complaining.
Miwako Sato, who held the steel nail and examined it carefully for a while, looked at the car with broken front wheels on both sides and one side, then raised her head and looked at the bridge above the road.
Is it really such a coincidence that a foreign object was thrown on the ground where there is a road bridge...
There is no streetlight on the empty bridge, and in the night, There was only darkness.
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“Too late.” Standing in Shindo Sumire’s studio, Gin said coldly, looking at the messy room.
"Where's Kumel?" Vodka asked, looking around the empty room.
This is asking whether the person was taken away by the murderer or the police. Gin glanced at the new message on his phone: "We got it."
In fact, this kind of confirmation is really unnecessary.
If Kumail, who is extremely talented as a sniper, could not hit two cars on a five- to six-meter-high highway bridge, he would have died in the training camp long ago.
"This murderer is really lucky..." Vodka was speechless.
In other words, in less than an hour after they received the news and rushed over, the murderer found the target, quickly succeeded and left.
Gin deleted Kumel's reply without comment and sent a brief message to Ireland.
"Let's go, it's not a good time to stay here." He said lightly and walked out of the room nonchalantly.
Originally, he just wanted to seize the time to intercept the beard, but it was not his problem if he couldn't.
He has done his best anyway. Let Ireland have its own troubles.
Half an hour later, the policemen who walked into Shindo Sumire's house sighed much the same as him.
"It's too late." Picking up the photo on the table and looking at Shindo Sumire holding a large stuffed bear in the frame and smiling brightly, Shiratori Rensaburo sighed sadly, "I even went to see her art exhibition."
It's hard to say whether others are pretentious or not, but Rensaburo Shiratori is a genuine art lover.
Is it that Tokyo artists tend to get into trouble, or is it that as a criminal police officer, he really has some special ability to pay attention? Why does he feel that his gaze on the art world is so unlucky...
"According to past cases, if the murderer took away Sumire Shindo, there will probably be news tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Takagi Wataru hammered the wall hard, "It was just a little bit..."
If the car didn't have a flat tire on the road, could they actually have saved people or even intercepted the murderer?
"Don't touch things randomly, it will affect the on-site investigation." Sato Miwako stopped them, squatted down and touched the dried paint traces on the ground, "It was too late. I guess she didn't do it after calling the police. It didn't take long for the murderer to find her. "
Looking at the state of the paint, when the intruder entered the room, they had just set off in formation at the Metropolitan Police Department.
"It would be nice if she could say a few more words, or even provide some clues." Takagi Wataru sighed sadly as he thought about the possibility of facing another death.
The lack of a big fanfare to mobilize the police here to cooperate with the blockade and protection is related to the fact that Shindo Sumire’s news cannot be verified to be true for the time being, and the application cannot be approved at all.
Now, looking at the situation in her family, what she said must be true, but it was too late.
Miwako Sato pressed the paint that had completely solidified again, looked at the faint shoe print on it, and frowned.
Something is wrong, something is really wrong...
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“Do you think there are other forces interfering behind this case?” Wataru Takagi heard what Miwako Sato said. , couldn't help but raise the volume.
"Shh, keep your voice down!" Miwako Sato slapped him in the face and glanced in the direction of the conference room with a serious and dignified expression. "Don't you think this case is weird from beginning to end?"
It’s not surprising that a serial killer spanning many places appears, but the investigation process of the entire case...
The killer has been around for so long, and it wasn’t until the sixth victim appeared that someone suddenly organized a coalition investigation.
The task force was finally put together, but the form was very strange. The inexplicable addition of the detective added many variables to the entire case handling process.
While rushing to the location of the reporter, the vehicle suddenly had a flat tire... There were signs of suspected third-party intruders in the victim's home...
"It's a little bit." Takagi Wataru touched his chin, "Especially Adachi Toru. It feels like, like..."
Adachi Toru doesn't look like a detective who is here to assist at all, compared to Mouri Kogoro , he was like a spy who came to check on the progress and give feedback to someone over their shoulder.
It's not that he has never seen this feeling before. Generally speaking, it means that the murderer or the deceased has some secrets related to important people or serious issues, so that the investigation process of the case becomes tortuous and bizarre, and the secret is kept secret.
"It's like deliberately placing an observer who can't get along with everyone." Sato Miwako curled her lips.
If you don't get along with everyone, you won't have a tendency, and you won't be involved with the existing case investigators. From this perspective, the superiors really made the right choice.
"When you say that, it's a bit..." Takagi Wataru thought of their targeted "pranks" and smiled awkwardly.
Before Sato Miwako could say anything else, Megure Thirteen hurriedly approached from the other end of the corridor. The two immediately stopped talking and followed him into the conference room.
"News from Officer Henggou." Megure Thirteen raised the fax information in his hand, "In a park in Ayase City, someone called the police and reported that a large amount of blood was found. After the local police station dispatched the police , a mahjong tile was found at the scene."
Taking a deep breath, Mumu Shisan knew that announcing the news might be an inappropriate thing, but he still accurately conveyed the information he received. .
"There is a very large amount of blood stains. The forensic department has not yet issued a report, but it can be determined that it is basically the same blood. Officer Henggou believes that Shindo Sumire is probably dead."
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(End of this chapter)