Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

There are about a dozen files in the file bag on the table, Riya offered to ask for half of the number, and began to look through it carefully.

Converging and diverging thoughts, she began to really put herself into work. She focused on flipping the pages quickly, looking for clues and traces of possible connections.

For Liya, who is already good at this kind of work, it is not too complicated to just efficiently distinguish effective information, compare and connect.

Throwing away less than half of the unsolved and unsolved mysterious cases with insufficient information, the workload is even smaller than expected.

Half an hour later, after closing the last case file, Riya frowned and meditated.

I don't know if it's because the base is too small. After analyzing it for half an hour, she only had one thought: Is the arms smuggling in Tokyo too rampant...

Not to mention those high-performance bombs that are obviously of suspicious origin, but there are still a large number of self-taught and crudely produced works of newcomers.

Common standard bombs are fine, they are much the same, and the explosives team is trained according to the seized blueprints, so it is relatively easy to deal with them; but new criminals who don’t know much about it, even if they can barely piece together the materials into something that can detonate, they will often put the bombs together. Turn it into a real dangerous product that you can't control.

In short, the causes of these cases are different, the tactics are very different, and there is almost no similarity.

What she didn't understand was that the curly colleague spent so long on something that can be seen without any analysis... Could it be to maintain familiarity with the explosive device?

Thinking of this, Li Ya was taken aback suddenly.

Speaking of which, it's been a while since he heard the sound from his side.

She subconsciously turned her head to look, and just about to speak in doubt, she suddenly fell silent.

The young police officer with black curly hair, although he was still holding a few pages of paper in his right hand, with his head slightly lowered, his eyes slightly closed, and his breathing calm and even, he was clearly in a deep sleep.

So the handsome and flamboyant face rarely showed a defenseless demeanor at this moment.

And Riya looked at his slightly frowning eyebrows in his sleep, and the slightly dark eyes, and suddenly realized something.

Curly-haired colleague, I am afraid that she has already discovered the problem like her.

It is almost impossible to find the perpetrator of the bombing four years ago, but Matsuda Jinpei still spends his free time during the rotations buried in the numerous and messy case files... This is not stupid.

Maybe it's just because, only when the spare time is filled with busyness and the heart burnt by hatred can one find some peace in fatigue.

This guy must be too harsh on himself.

Sighing silently, Riya leaned over, reached out and grabbed the few pieces of paper with a slight force.

... didn't pull it out.

On the contrary, as if awakened from sleep by her movements, the curly-haired youth opened his eyes in confusion and looked over.

She opened her mouth and explained softly: "I..."

There was only time to utter a single syllable, as if re-wrapped by sleepiness, Matsuda Jinhei tilted his head and blinked slowly, then closed his eyes drowsily.

Then following the force of being pulled just now, he leaned towards this side very naturally.

Riya was silent for a moment.

The curly black hair that suddenly approached rubbed against the side of her neck a little itchy, feeling the pressure on her shoulders, she raised her hand and pushed him a little uncomfortable: "Matsuda-kun..."

Her only response was shallow breathing.

……never mind.

Trying to ignore the other person's heat, Riya tried to stabilize his shoulders, and brought the half-seen documents to his side.

Casually picking up a new file and opening it, her thoughts were unconsciously scattered a little.

Before you know it, the sky is gradually getting dark. What should we eat tonight?

Speaking of it, I haven't had time to beat the jet lag, but I'm not very tired.

It's so hot when two people are leaning against each other. After reading another page, move the curly-haired colleague away...

The side of her body was suddenly empty, although she was supported in time, the short-lived feeling of suspension caused Riya to suddenly open her eyes, and subconsciously sat up straight.

Matsuda Zhenping withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you wake up?"

"Am I asleep?"

This question does not seem to need an answer.

Taking the unfamiliar interior decoration into his eyes, Riya quickly remembered what happened before, feeling a little helpless: "Sorry Matsuda-kun, I was rude today."

She lowered her head, not noticing the flashing unhappy expression of the other party.

There was still some residual sluggishness in the brain, Riya rubbed his temples, took out his mobile phone and checked the time, feeling a little stunned by his unplanned sleep duration.

Moreover, at the moment when she unexpectedly fell asleep, Hiroki sent a new email.

It's about the unusually blank content in the mailbox from earlier.

"...It's so late," Liya hurriedly stood up and said goodbye to her curly-haired colleague without having time to think about it, "Then, I'll go back first."

"Hmm." The other party seemed to be in a low mood, and just responded briefly.

But after she went out, she looked back unintentionally, and found that the other party was lazily leaning against the door frame, as if watching her off.

Catching her gaze suddenly, the curly-haired youth froze, and looked back slowly after a few seconds.

"……Good night?"

"Good night." She unconsciously smiled and responded briskly.

After closing the door, Riya casually tucked herself into the sofa, and opened the email she just received with a solemn expression.

Before hearing her mention that there might be a large gap in the program operation record because of a virus in the email, Hiroki seemed to be interested immediately.

But at the coffee shop at that time, there was no place to surf the Internet nearby, so he simply installed a small virus scanning plug-in for Riya.

According to Hongshu, as long as you are connected to a stable network, this plug-in will compare the data with the virus database to confirm the culprit.

And even if the real name of the virus cannot be determined, the scan results will be sent to his computer by itself, and he will manually trace the traces of the virus and trace back to the source.

Riya had no doubts about his professionalism on computers and the reliability of his personal character.

But judging from this email, things don't seem to be as simple as first thought.

[…That's not a virus, it would be more appropriate to call it a "scavenger".It will search and delete specific files in the network, but this must require strong computing power support...]

[It's written in an unusual way, almost running counter to the mainstream...]

Swiping through the detailed explanation sentence by sentence, while thinking in his mind, Riya quickly came to the end of the email.

[...Remembering where this sense of familiarity comes from, sure enough, after recreating part of the content based on memory, the answer could not be clearer. ]

[The algorithmic idea of ​​this program seems to be exactly the same as the artificial intelligence project of Syndora Group that I have seen before, and there should be a definite connection between them.Sister Ania, please resend that email, this time I should be able to trace back to a deeper place. ]

The green pupils couldn't help but shrink violently for a moment.

Without hesitation, Liya quickly typed: [It's enough to stop here, it's too dangerous to pursue it any further...]

Her twitching fingers stopped suddenly.

I also know that if the fruitful tracking work is suddenly stopped, Hiroki will definitely ask why.And the statement "too dangerous" will definitely have the opposite effect on the proud and confident young genius.

Fortunately, this mysterious "scavenger" program seems to be triggered only by specific objects.Then, as long as she no longer actively sends emails, Hiroki will not be able to continue to track her...

Looking at the deep night outside the window, Riya pondered for a while, and chose to dial the call directly.

Late at night in Tokyo, corresponding to the daytime in Boston at the moment, the other party quickly picked up: "Sister Anya, did you see the email?"

"I just saw that Hiroki is indeed a once-in-a-hundred-year genius who can do this to this extent..." She smiled, not stingy with compliments.

While considering the words to persuade the young man, she thought to herself that maybe she would give Hiroki's father Mr. Kenmura another warning later.

The current Syndora is likely to be taken over by an organization, involving such a huge criminal empire, if it is pursued further, it will definitely endanger itself.

That was too dangerous for Hiroki who had just left Sindora, and this matter was not so important.

Friday morning.

In the meeting room, Riya meets her long-lost boss.

Flipping through a few pages casually, and closing this not-so-short mission report, Saburo Nomiya raised his head with a smile: "You did a good job, Asai, Furuya and the others are full of praise for you."

"The two seniors took good care of me."

"But I didn't expect that either," the boss said thoughtfully, pointing to the mission report, his expression unclear whether he was surprised or more pleased, "You can adapt to the public security mission so quickly, which is remarkable in itself."

"How about it, do you have any special feelings?"

Li Ya blinked and thought for a moment: "...It's really a terrible organization, it's not easy for the two seniors to lurk."

Isn't that right, the elite investigators of the Japanese police and FBI have been assembled, but the progress is still sluggish, which shows how unimaginably dark the organization is lurking.

"Involving the political, business, and scientific research circles, with strong financial strength, spanning all over the world...it is simply a criminal empire." Nomiya Saburo's expression darkened, and he sighed sadly.

"But I still find it unbelievable." Riya revealed a bit of doubt just right, frowned and thought deeply, "They seem to have invested a lot of manpower and financial resources in chasing after the scientific research community. Could it be that they are sincerely pursuing immortality? target?"

"Feel ridiculous?"

Seeing her nodding, Saburo Nomiya smiled instead: "Your reaction is normal."

"That's a group of lunatics. The reason why they believe it is because they talk too much and deceive themselves into it."

"However, isn't it our responsibility to combat such crimes?"

Leaning back on the back of the chair, Saburo Nomiya chuckled teasingly, his expression unpredictable: "Asai, don't lose confidence easily."

"I won't." Riya nodded calmly.

Taking a closer look at her expression, Nomiya Saburo stroked his chin in satisfaction and nodded secretly.

Isn't this a very good mental state, where as Jiang Gu said, the pressure is too high and the mentality is tense.

Of course, it is not a bad thing to do some psychological counseling.

Thinking of this, the caring and good boss waved, and when Li approached him without knowing why, he was stuffed with a brand new business card.

"Kyosuke Fudo... a psychotherapist?" Riya was taken aback.

"It's quite well received in the Metropolitan Police Department, so don't worry about privacy issues."

Seeing her hesitation, Nomiya Saburo patiently explained: "It's the first time you've entered the Ministry of Public Security and faced such a long task. Maybe you don't realize it yourself, but the accumulation of pressure is subtle, and it's easy to ease early."

"Okay," Riya casually put away his business card and asked casually, "When should I contact the doctor?"

"Just within the next two weeks, wait until the process is completely completed and the doctor's notification is over, and then you can resume work." Although the tone was gentle, the boss was obviously very concerned about this.

Really can't even delay.

Liya sighed helplessly, and nodded in response: "I will finish it as soon as possible."

Saburo Nomiya waved his hand indifferently, signaling the end of the report.

Walking out of the Metropolitan Police Department, after thinking for a while, Riya directly dialed the number on the business card.

The phone was connected, and the voice on the other side was unexpectedly young: "Hi, this is Feng Hu from the Department of Psychotherapy. What's the matter?"

"Well, I'm Riya Asai from the first investigation section, may I ask the doctor..."

Maybe the police had greeted him before. After hearing Liya's name, the doctor told him in a good manner that he could set aside time this afternoon.

So with the idea of ​​ending early, she had a preliminary conversation, and she directly made an appointment with Dr. Fenghu for an afternoon meeting, and then ended the phone call which was much easier than she imagined.

It sounds like you have a good personality, I hope it can end smoothly and early.

Riya thought happily.