The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"No, it's just that my nose is itchy." Kaito Kuroba, who was still guessing what color Mori Aoko's underwear was today, shook his head.

[I always feel that there is a bad premonition... 】

Chapter 47 Game [-], start

The arrival of the White Horse Detective undoubtedly implied that the chief of the police circle, the White Horse Police Chief, paid attention to this case.

Mu Mu Thirteen naturally did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

After considering the high school detective's ability, he directly opened all the records of this case to him.

One more smart person thinking is always more power.

Moreover, under the influence of his old acquaintance Kudo Shinichi, Meguro Shisan is particularly sensitive to the title "High School Student Detective".

And the white horse detective quickly asked Mu Mu Shisan a sigh of relief with a series of extremely professional questions——

Sure enough, today's Japanese high school students are amazing, much better than the high school students of his time.

"Speaking of which, Officer Yamashita."

"I remember that when you were still in training three months ago, you were transferred to the secret investigation team by the manager of the first search section, Matsumoto Kiyonaga, right?"

Metropolitan Police Department, Search Section [-] Forcible criminals searched the office area of ​​Section [-].

After reading all the materials, the white horse leaned up from the chair and cast sharp eyes on Atsuto Yamashita, who was sitting in his seat and writing and drawing with a pen.

After sending Xiazhiqiu Shiyu to the safe house, he sat on the seat all the time.

"I have only been involved in the dismemberment case of Yongxiong Zhijiazi for a few days. However, if you feel that the relationship diagram of the relevant personnel in these two cases given by the secret investigation team is not enough for you—"

Toshito Yamashita stopped writing, got up and put a simple tree-like relationship diagram full of words and symbols in front of Baima Tan, saying, "Then this one should work."

From the first dismemberment case of the proprietress of the Niskawa convenience store seven months ago, to the dismemberment case of the steel tycoon’s daughter Tomokako Nagao three months ago.

Combining the two cases, the relationship of all relevant personnel with each other and the relationship with the deceased is on this tree diagram that almost makes people dizzy.

At the very least, Mu Mu Shisan was sweating profusely when he saw it: "Brother Yamashita, why does your relationship map have so many more people than the one sent by the investigation team?"

The densely packed names and comments made his eyes hurt.

[This policeman... wrote it now? 】

As a detective, Baima Tan's focus is completely different from that of Mu Mu Shisan.

"I checked it privately, and old man Matsumoto should know it too."

"In fact, someone sneaked into my apartment not long ago."

"I think it's probably the criminal."

Other than the prisoner, Toshito Yamashita could not think of anyone who would be so bold as to sneak into the place where the police lived.

He originally wanted to investigate this matter secretly by himself, but now the insane prisoner took the initiative to find the door.

"Oh, right."

"On the character relationship table, the names of the people I circled have been ruled out as suspects. Of course, if you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Looking at Detective Baima who was carefully looking at the relationship diagram, Toshito Yamashita wanted to say something, but found that his mobile phone, which he returned from the special passage in the afternoon, rang.

The incoming call is displayed as: Ma Shengshi.

"Sorry police department, I'm going out to answer a call."

Mu Mushisan, who was studying the relationship diagram with Baima Tan, waved without looking back.

"How's it going, Chengshi?"

"Unfortunately, there are too many people." The honest answer given by Aso on the other end of the phone disappointed Atsuto Yamashita.

"However, I have printed out all the lists, and you can come and get them anytime if you want."

"Also, I need to remind you a little bit."

"The list I gave you is actually not complete."

"There are indeed many such transactions in the underground market, but most of them are special lovers of fun, and some people will not be found at all."

"What about the person who bought the making tools?" Atsuto Yamashita, who didn't know much about dressing up as a man, asked, frowning.

"Don't even think about it. The tools are multi-purpose, and this direction will not work at all."

"Is that so... I see, thanks."

"The people I know at the bottom of the mountain will not be so polite to me."

After hanging up the phone, Ma Sheng, who was leaning against the window, looked at the crescent moon in the starry sky, smiled and shook his head.

【Come on, Yamashita. 】

At the same time, at the gate of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, another rickety remote control plane crashed in front of the police officers on duty...

"The police department! The police department!"

"It's something sent by the prisoner again!"

The police officer who ran all the way to find Mu Shisan was out of breath.