[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

A slender figure was reflected in the mirror, and Jeanna looked at herself in the mirror with little makeup left. She was wrapped in a gray shawl in a blue dress, and her half-rolled black hair set off the pearl earrings. She raised the corners of her mouth to herself in the mirror, Tiredness around the eyes, muscle stiffness.

She turned sideways, and the man's shadow also appeared in the mirror, with pale fingers holding the pen against the notepad, like a ghost.

"You really mean it."

It was dawn, and she asked Fu Chou to come yesterday afternoon, and she went to the banquet hosted by the D01 ambassador to King Quan World by herself, and she just came back at this time.He has been waiting outside the door.

"Don't call the police when Renzu is missing, and you don't look for it in private?"

"After the incident a while ago, I thought he was avoiding it, so I didn't look for him seriously."

"what's up?"

"If you're so inquisitive, who are you who died?"

"His death has something to do with me."

"It turns out that the purpose of checking here and there is just to make my own peace of mind." She sneered, "Are you praying in your dreams that 'the murderer has nothing to do with me, it's none of my business'?"

"I want to know what went wrong, making things completely the opposite of the ideal." Fuchao calmly crossed out the question, "I still need a truth, even if there are only fragments of the truth."

"Truth, Messenger of Justice."

"From the 20th to the 22nd of last month, what happened to Renzu?"

She was silent for a moment, sighed, and said: "I answered a call on the 21st, and I didn't understand the content. After that, he didn't seem to sleep all night, talking to himself in his room, and went to an appointment early the next morning, and never came back. .”

"Okay, now can you tell me what he avoided?"

"It was a commercial dispute, but what bothered him had nothing to do with business..." She withdrew from the mirror and faced Fu Zou, "In the end, it didn't go to court, but it was useless for him to clarify with the 'victim' and he couldn't explain it, so Find a quiet place for yourself."

"victim?"

"A teenage boy claimed he was molested."

"You think he's innocent?"

"It's not that he's a decent person, but that he looks interesting in the social arena, but he's extremely boring in private."

"That's not enough of a reason."

"He can't."

“How come you see?”

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't have told you. Since that world, I have always been roommates with him on the surface. He has never touched me, and he won't do anything if he doesn't have to be responsible."

"Why did you still say it?"

"I don't think you can do it either, I have pity on you."

"It won't work if it doesn't bite you, I admit it."

"Don't you even worry about the dignity of men?"

"Male dignity is such a sensitive and fragile thing, why should it be respected? Don't worry about it."

She paused for a moment while picking off the earrings, and turned her head to observe the person who was concentrating on writing in the mirror. Apart from the unexplained melancholy, he also had a coldness of being out of things, which probably came from his firm self.

"Actually, you will be the kind of person I want to be." Her voice was so low that it was almost a whisper.

Fuchou was thinking about the relationship between the traces pointed by the numbers and the case: "What did you just say?"

"I said you, can you accompany me to the hospital tomorrow."

"doing what?"

"Regular physical examination, will you accompany me?"

"Do not."

The results of the handwriting identification report confirmed Fufu's conjecture—the number of days for the ink to dry was shorter than the time it took for Renzu to disappear.

"Can you call up Ninzuzu's call log?"

Behind the desk, Munakata avoided Fushou's eyes and sorted out the files.

"You must know that your position in this case is not so convenient."

Fu Chou heard the implication of his words: "So?"

"I can give you investigation authority."

Munakata gestured to the people waiting beside him.

"Of course, there is no way to make it public."

The man handed over the Asahina case file he had sorted out and the authorization certificate to Fuzuo.

"His name is Fushimi, and he will assist you in understanding the situation and handling the case."

The handsome young man in front of him let Fuchou scrutinize him indifferently. Although Fuchou didn't speak, he obviously accepted Munakata's proposal.

Fushimi greeted the oncoming Awashima, and led Fuzuo to the communication department to check the phone records.

At a glance, Awashima understood what Munakata meant, and the conflict with the Nianli World left Munakata with no time to preside over the Asahina case, which was really helpless.

She didn't doubt Munakata's decision and Fufu's ability, although it didn't comply with the regulations, she just said: "I saw it in the reception room the other day, and I guess it could be someone else except Fuzuo, you should know his enthusiasm for this case, once Give him a chance-"

"Not only will he do his duty, but he will also work overtime for it."

"I'm afraid his physical condition will not last." Awashima was a little worried.

"Then he is benevolent. After leaving your parents, you can no longer expect others to consider your body."

What he and Fuchou had tacitly understood was that people from other worlds were responsible for the dead who were not from this world. If there was a dispute between the two worlds, it would be more convenient to push Fuchou out as a shield.

In fact, there is not much contradiction between covering you with a blanket during the day and pushing you to block a knife at night.

Fufu found out that the call received the day before the disappearance of No. 21 Renzu was a cross-border communication, from the D01 world, and the number belonged to an unknown person. The only thing that can be determined is that the person who can make this kind of communication is not an ordinary person.

The handwriting check was in progress from the day when the rich reward was proposed, to the end of the day when he was appointed at [-] o'clock, and the handwriting of the recent immigrants did not match the string of numbers.Based on Ninzu's itinerary, Fuzuo called up monitoring from various places, compared Ukyo's activity trajectory, and found no suspicious things about Ninzu and the intersection of him and Ukyo in the time calculation.

The suspicion of Ren Zu was basically ruled out, and the clues to find the real murderer were also broken.

Already missed lunch, Fushimi was quite overwhelmed after only half a day of work under Fushou, that man is simply a machine that can only move towards the set goal, he keeps running, and drives all the surrounding gears to stop. rest.

"There was a gap of three hours before Youjing's death. According to the logic of acquaintances committing crimes, he should have met at this time..."

"You look like you haven't slept in your life." Fushimi couldn't help interrupting him, "You need to rest."

The phone rang, and Fuju looked down to check the text message: "Go and eat."

Reluctantly, Rangna sent Fuchou the location of the hospital. Fuchou read it and found that it was the one that Youjing sent him to.

Maybe you can ask Ukyo why he left his original world and stayed here. He also wanted to prescribe some painkillers and heart medicine.

Meet Jeanna, she is wearing a bright yellow skirt, Fuchou has never seen her wear pants or wear the same dress twice, it is hard to imagine how satisfied she is with her gender.

Jeanne insists that Fuchao wait outside her doctor's room.

"I'll be lonely with no one waiting out there with a heart."

But she acted like she felt it gratified her vanity.

Fu Chi was too lazy to argue with her, so he paced the corridor thinking about the case.

The person who left the book with Ninzu left handwriting, and the person who left the handwriting took the book from Ukyo, and Ninzu called the number in the D01 world. The handwriting of the regular immigrant did not match, and the regular entry...

Just when he felt that he had caught something, there was a quarrel in the ward next to him.

"I don't want to renege on the bills, these bills are not mine, so why should I pay them!"

"You signed it."

"I just came back from the D01 world on business on this date. I remember it clearly. I have never been treated in this hospital. Are you making a mistake?"

……

The quarrel became louder and louder. Rangna, who loves to join in the fun, came out with the medicine prescribed by the doctor and asked what happened. Seeing that Fuchao was not interested, she came over by herself.

Fu Chou glimpsed the medicine in her bag, and couldn't see it clearly, the label seemed to be torn off.

After a while, she ran over and held up a credit card bill to Fuchou.

"Look, isn't the way this gesture is written a bit familiar?"

Fuchao was stunned by the above signature.

found it.

The person who left handwriting on Meihui's book pretended to be someone else's identity and medical insurance.

On the other side of the interrogation room wall, Fu Zou watched the interrogation process through the monitor.

The suspect, Ryosuke Watanabe, whose mother's surname is Watanabe and father's surname is Nishimoto, is a person who smuggled into this world for the D01 world.

"Is it my delusion, the interrogators seem to be always focusing on where they are going." Fushimi, who was also watching the monitor, said.

Fushou only thought about it, probably Atobe didn't care so much about Ninzu.

The interrogator put the pen obtained from Ninzu's house in front of Watanabe, but he didn't even look at it.

"Renzu is probably still alive now, but I can't guarantee it after another two days." He directly pleaded guilty to kidnapping, "Tell me where he is, and I will tell where Ninzu is."

"Who's where?"

"My father."

"Your father disappeared in world D01, this is the world of kingship. Who do you want to tell you about his whereabouts?"

"Keigo Atobe." Watanabe said affirmatively, "After the scandal broke out in the lawsuit, Atobe didn't fire my father. We said goodbye to him for the last time. He went to work in the publishing house. I can't think of any other than Atobe. Who are you looking for?"

"It doesn't make sense at all, you can report it to the police in your world."

"I was eight years old when he disappeared, and I have been reporting it for eight years!"

After the world rift was created, the time flow rate converged, and the time flow rate in the previous D01 world was faster than other worlds.

"Even if it's not Atobe, no one enjoys the freedom like them, they have the ability to find anyone!" Watanabe gradually lost control, "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see dead bodies when I die! Where is he? Where is he! "

Fuzuo rubbed his temples, which ached from his roar.

Seeing Nishimoto's son, he finally realized that although he was sad, deep down he neither regretted nor really cared.

Maybe he just told Watanabe Nishimoto to die, but: "It's not just him."

"Huh?" Fushimi didn't know why.

"There is an accomplice."

Fuzuo walked out and appeared in the interrogation room a moment later. Fushimi saw him pull off the pen cap from the monitor to reveal the gold tip. Watanabe leaned back, and he twisted Watanabe's chin and brought it to his eyes , Watanabe closed his eyes tightly, trembling with uncontrollable fear.

The unrecognized bill in the hospital was assigned to the psychology department, and Fuchou observed Watanabe's behavior towards the pen at the beginning. He had a phobia of sharp objects, and the writing on this pen would not be his.His crime costs and economic situation are also not matched.

Fuchou dropped the pen and slammed the door of the interrogation room, Fushimi chased him out.

"Where?"

"Find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Atobe Keigo."