The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"what?!"

Mu Mu Shisan, who was still studying the relationship diagram, suddenly widened his eyes, and then his eyes fell on the damaged remote control aircraft and the memory card in the transparent box in the hands of the policeman.

"Send the remote-controlled plane and this box for testing!"

Mu Mushisan, who put on gloves, took out the memory card, ordered in a deep voice, and the face of Atsuto Yamashita, who had just returned from the phone call, also became serious.

"Hello, everyone in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Oh, that's right. The point is you, Officer Atsuto Yamashita, good evening."

After reading the stored content, there is only a video of 30 minute and [-] seconds in it.And the beginning of the video is Baiya Hayasaka's seemingly harmless face.

A light brown suit and an artist-like ponytail.

In the video, he is sitting on a chair, talking freely in a room where there are no windows or doors, not even a blank, with the sun shining on his shoulders.

And behind him, there was Matsumoto Kiyonaga who was tied to the wooden table!

【This guy…………】

The face of Atsuto Yamashita who was named was suddenly gloomy.

"First of all, congratulations on passing my test and rescuing Sayuri Matsumoto."

"So, next we should start the second game, Officer Yamashita."

"This time, the bet for the game is - Matsumoto Kiyonaga."

Hayasaka Baiya smiled and pointed to Matsumoto Kiyonaga who was in a coma behind him.

"The plot of the game is simple: find me."

"Because Matsumoto Kiyonaga is where I live."

"In terms of game time, it's uncertain."

"But I have to remind you, it's better to hurry up. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who doesn't eat or drink, can last for a few days."

"If you can't find me as soon as possible, then maybe the last thing you find is Matsumoto Kiyonaga's body."

At this point, the video is over.

The provocative smile frozen on the computer screen made the eyes tremble with anger.

"check!!!"

"Check it out for me!!!"

"Check this face for me!!!"

"immediately!!!"

Mu Mu Thirteen's roar full of anger made the chandeliers in the entire office area tremble.

I've seen arrogant ones, but I've never seen such arrogant ones.

Showing his face openly and clamoring for the police to find him quickly?

"In the suburbs."

With a cold face, Atsuto Yamashita called up the relevant map of Mihua Town's suburbs.

Although the deliberately exposed road in the background of the video is relatively blurred, it still cannot be hidden from his eyes.

"Looking at the level of light, the video should have been shot at noon. And there should be buildings of the same height around the abandoned building where the prisoner is located. Look at the degree of distortion of the shadow on the floor of the room."

Tan Baima, who was caught up with the second game as soon as he arrived, frowned, reached out and took out his pocket watch, and checked the current time.

20:27:43 in the evening.

There are not many abandoned buildings in the suburbs of Mihua Town.

"This bastard is leading us over."

Atsuto Yamashita dropped the keyboard in his hand, turned around and left.Mu Mu Shisan, who hurriedly followed, waved his hand: "Everyone! Let's go! Carpet search!!"

Baima Tan also followed, sitting in the same car with Mu Mu while thinking.

Thinking about why this murderer is so confident?

Such an arrogant criminal is quite rare.

Kidd had never been so arrogant.

At least until now.

The video sent to the police is completely revealing his location. Even if the video was taken in the afternoon and the person has already left, why does the prisoner show his face?

Can't you wear a mask and a hood?

No matter how hard Kidd wears a hat and a monocle, it can be considered that he has tried hard to pretend.

【However, if the exposed face is a disguise......】

The street lamps under the moonlight illuminated the sharp-edged cheeks of Toruto Yamashita, and the accelerator pedal of the black and white 86 was stepped on to the maximum.

An answer gradually appeared in his mind.