[Comprehensive] Correct usage of framed hero

"I guess those rats should be in this area." Use a red pen to circle the places where the corpses were found on the map, and then connect them into a line. Ito said, pointing to the area formed by the concentrated intersection of the red lines.

"Of course," Ito added in the spirit of seriousness and rigor: "It's just speculation, and it must be confirmed by on-site inspection."

"It's too random to demarcate the area based on this alone," Munakata stood up, walked to Ito to look at the area he had drawn, and his long coat tails broke neat arcs in the air, "and, since the last time I found Dead body, a month has passed, and the clues at the scene have long been wiped out."

"The general way of thinking is like this." Without any impatience for Munakata's questioning, Ito lowered his head and began to look through the information for the third time. At the same time, he asked a question that seemed very irrelevant: "But you think, people, yes, How are individuals judged?"

"Huh?" Zongxiang was startled, and then quickly realized, "You mean..."

"Yes, from birth, everyone receives roughly the same moral education and knowledge training, and most human thinking is regulated within a reasonable range called civilization," Ito looked up at Munakata: "Then , what exactly makes one person different from another?"

"Thoughts," Munakata took his words without hesitation, "different thoughts form different choices, and the accumulation of choices is the mark and mark that no one can get rid of forever, the terrible thing called habit .”

He already understood what Ito wanted to say, that is, no matter how much he tried to conceal it, the choices of a person or even an organization could be traced after all.

and so--

"Where there is contact, there must be traces." At this point, the two couldn't help but look at each other, jumping in unison and meaningfully speaking the first essence of criminal investigation, Roca's law of exchange.

Even after communicating in writing for a long time, this is the first time that Reiji Munakata and Ito have a face-to-face conversation about these things in real time. This kind of communication is so smooth that it seems that thoughts flow naturally from one brain to another, which makes Munakata who always walks alone , Can't help but slightly feel a little happy and satisfied.

"And it doesn't matter even if all the clues at the scene are cut off, we don't need evidence," Ito said calmly and methodically as before, saying what can be called arrogant and arrogant for modern detective science, "As long as you understand the four The most basic elements are enough—motivation, ability, means, and expressive demands.”

"Who has the motivation to do these things?"

"Who is capable of doing these things?"

"What methods and means did he use?"

"What did the scene or the body of the victim say about him?"

"After understanding this, the target has been locked." In an instant, it simply and rudely transformed the complicated undocumented question into a conditional multiple choice question that an idiot would do. Yang Yan erased his own fingerprints, "Obviously, according to logic, ordinary people don't know the existence of supernatural beings at all, even if they know the existence of supernatural beings, they are basically unable to conduct such large-scale research. Since they have the ability to conduct research, Naturally, they also have the ability to silently destroy corpses and wipe out traces, but they didn't do that at all..."

"Judging from the arrangement of the corpses, it seems that there is a complex feeling of hatred and fear for the group of supernatural beings." Munakata interjected while looking directly at Ito—although it would make people feel very simple after saying it, but , the ability to think clearly at the first time and simplify the complexities into such an ability, it can only be said that he is Makoto Ito.

"So now we just need to check the monitoring at that time to see which organizations have passed by the incident with high frequency, and then compare the location of these organizations, and whether anyone in the high-level has ever had a dispute with the supernatural being..."

"The truth is out." Putting the information at hand aside, Ito came to a conclusion in a calm tone, "It can also be added that after the incident, which organizations were involved in the re-planning and construction around the scene of the case, this should be able to quickly a little."

After the analysis of the matter, the next step is a completely untechnical investigation work, just like a sliced ​​cake waiting for people to eat, it is as unchallenging and lacking in fun.

However, both of them have common advantages-unimaginable endurance and tenacity that never slackens.

They had been busy all night, and when it was almost dawn, the target had already been locked on to the king of gold, Matsushita, who was in charge of the military power.

"So it's because the only son died in the Kagutsu incident." Munakata's lens reflected the blue light of the screen, even if he was doing boring work all the time, his face was not tired, but after confirming it, Added a sentence: "So you gave up your previous oath? Human feelings are really fragile."

Ito didn't answer. He stood up and loosened the muscles and bones that hadn't been moved for several hours. There was a "crackling" sound in the air. He asked noncommittally, "Do you have anything to eat here? I'm hungry."

Then, without waiting for Munakata to answer, he looked at the huge office bathed in the twilight light of the rising sun, and added to himself: "It seems that there is not."

"Then, as a reward for a hard night's work, I'll treat you to breakfast." There was no embarrassment about the desolation and barrenness of his residence, perhaps because he thought of the glass of water provided by Ito before, Munakata smiled in a good mood .

Ito didn't refuse, and they casually had breakfast not far from S4.

It was a small shop with only two or three tables, but Ito chose the corner farthest from the window without hesitation.

"You really..." Munakata wanted to mock his overly cautious behavior, "With such a short distance, the difference in time is negligible." ——If an abnormal situation breaks in through the window.

"Any bit of time is worth fighting for." Ito picked up his chopsticks unmoved.

He looks very good-looking when he eats, his back is straight but his shoulders are not tense, and he holds the chopsticks in a correct posture, just like when he is reasoning casually.

Zongxiang glanced at him, and swallowed back the words he was going to refute, but he still wanted to say something instinctively, not because of any problem, but because he simply wanted to see this person raise his head and look at him as he spoke.

Realizing this, Munakata himself felt quite subtle - he has always been a lone traveler.

"You..." The meaningless conversation was brewing here, and Munakata stopped, and Ito also raised his head at the same time, first glanced at Munakata, and then looked at the Pillar Tower.

The colorless king Sanlun fell with a single word.

Although no specific notification has been received, this is the understanding that has arisen in the hearts of all the kings at the same time.

"It's really unpleasant." After a while, Munakata spoke first.

Ito nodded.

"I hate uncontrolled jokers." Munakata continued, but there was no expression of disgust on his face, just a pure comment tone.

"A ghost card is also a card." Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, Ito replied calmly, as if what he said was not so arrogant in content.

"It seems that we need to confirm the cause of Mr. Miwa's death first."

"Well, you can decide this kind of thing." Ito stood up, "There is only one suggestion, don't go today, you can't go to the battlefield without enough rest."

"If possible, please wait until tomorrow, and I will be with you." With this sentence as his farewell, Munakata looked at Ito and turned away without looking back.

The man's back was straight and slender, and he walked firmly and steadily. Munakata stood there watching for a while before walking in another direction.

Just like what Ito had warned, Munakata decided to settle the matter alone today.

——Originally, it wasn't for asking for help, it was just to prevent accidents on Ito's side, and hunting down the suspect itself was only the responsibility of Scepter4.

Although the current Scepter4 is only himself, this is not a reason to slack off.

Of course, no matter how confident a person is, he also needs to be cautious. Munakata first went back to the office to take a nap, and then reorganized the materials. He even put together a jigsaw puzzle slowly for a while, and ate lunch normally—it was not the first time for a normal person at all. The tension and excitement on the eve of a dangerous mission.

Like the hands walking on the dial in strict order, this event is more like a routine of eating and drinking for the new king.

Things are out there, he needs to fulfill his duty to deal with him in a timely manner, that's all.

When we arrived at Matsushita's residence, it was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon. Munakata stood at the magnificent door of the other building and looked at his watch.

After repeated discussions and inferences at dawn, the place to study the "King Killer" should be this very normal-looking military building.

Unintentionally lamenting that the supernatural beings have really made many enemies. Of course, in fact, in Ito's words, it is an unavoidable fact that people with powerful power are destined to be feared.

And the more mortals are afraid, the more they will work hard to eliminate these heresies, not to mention the deep hatred between the two that cannot be concealed.

Zongxiang subconsciously touched the sword hanging on his waist, and calmly walked in when the watchman asked "what are you doing" angrily.

"I'm here to visit Mr. Matsushita." Even though the guard who reacted immediately pointed a gun at him, Munakata's tone was still calm.

He was even carefully observing the opponent's weapons—the appearance looked the same as ordinary guns, so the problem should be the bullets. Of course, it was also possible that these people were not yet at the level that allowed them to use special weapons.

Just a short stop, the sound of neat and detailed military boots stomping on the ground came from all around.

Munakata Reisi was surrounded by layers in the middle of the hall on the first floor.