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Unknown means that there is a problem, and the biggest problem now is the winery. The cases where unknown fingerprints have appeared are all related to the winery.

It's just that he still said that, maybe he can't win alone, but he will never lose in the end.There has never been a thing in the world where darkness can overwhelm light for a long time. As long as you walk with a torch, sooner or later, the sky will dawn.

Thinking of this, Hirashima Yang settled down, and pinched the greeting card stuck on his face amidst the bloody smell.

A string of English and Katana characters are written on the greeting card.

[agift.]

[A present. ]

[I wish you a happy birth. ]

The greeting card this time is not like the collage word puzzle of Saki Sakai before. The strokes on it are written by people. They are crooked and scribbled. The unskilled hand.

Hirashima Yang stared at the handwriting.

——I wish you a happy birth.

--Happy birthday to you.

There is not much difference between these two sentences.

It's just that no one would feel happy to receive such a gift on their birthday, right?

The birthday present is a bloody corpse. If you change it to a weak one, it might already be screaming.

But after thinking this way, Hirashima Yoshi realized that today is not Atoda Ichiro's birthday, nor Akashi Seijuro's birthday, nor Akashi Seishomi's birthday.

A Daotian Ichiro, from Hokkaido, is 36 years old and his birthday is July [-]th.

Akashi Seijuro, from Tokyo, is 14 years old, and his birthday is December [-]th.

Masayoshi Akashi, from Tokyo, is 42 years old and his birthday is March [-]th.

And today is June [-]th.

Pinching the bright yellow ribbon on the card, Hirashima Yang fell into deep thought.

But it wasn't his birthday either.

He is the only one among the police who has acted abnormally recently. He ran past so many cafes and bars abnormally. If this is not a provocation or warning from the winery, then who is this greeting card for?

Are there any other police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department?

After contemplating for a while, Ping Daoyang squatted in front of the corpse and dialed Mu Musan without a clue.

The second time the bell rang, the phone was connected by the other side in seconds.

"You still know how to call here." Mu Mu Shisan's tone was not very good, obviously still angry with Ping Daoyang's reckless behavior.

Hirashima Yangquan thought that he was selectively deaf and could not hear, and asked straight to the point: "Boss, among the people who participated in the survey today, is there anyone whose birthday is June No. 20?"

"Ah...?" Mu Mu Shisan on the opposite side didn't expect Ping Daoyang to ask such a question, and was a little stuck for a while, "Wait, I have to ask this."

The jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Police Department covers the whole of Tokyo, and it is the largest police organization in Japan. Even if there is a single investigation department, there are only a hundred or so people, not to mention the addition of a countermeasure department. At the end of two hundred, even if Police Officer Mu Mu is full of brains, it is impossible to remember the birthdays of so many people, so he can only ask one by one.

15 minutes later, the call came back.

"We searched Section 6 and the Countermeasures Department, and there were no police officers whose birthday was June 20th, but there were two officers from Section [-] whose birthday was June [-]th, and the Ministry of Public Security also had one."

But the No. [-] Search Section and the Ministry of Public Security have nothing to do with this case.

Hirashima Yang pressed his forehead.

This is a headache.

It has nothing to do with any policeman. Whose birth is this ambiguous birth happiness referring to?

"Why are you checking this?" Mu Mu Shisan asked at the other end.

"That card said I wish you a happy birth." Ping Daoyang said weakly, "The policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department whose birthday is on June [-] are not involved in this case, and the clues are broken."

The murderer was very cautious, leaving no other traces in the whole house, except for the greeting card, which was like a silent mockery of the police.

This group of criminals was simply insane.

Hirashima Yang suddenly clenched the hand holding the phone.

"Hang up the boss first," he said coldly. "I'll look elsewhere on the scene."

There are still a few households in the Nagasawa apartment that have not moved out, and one of them is at 308 on the far right of the third floor.

Hirashima Yang hung up the phone, got up, and walked out of the gate of 302.

The corridor was narrow, old, and cramped, and the heels of Hirashima's leather shoes stepped on the concrete floor, making a "creaking" sound.

Finally, the creaking sound stopped in front of the door of Room 308.

But the performance of the 308 residents is very strange.

After hearing the sound of footsteps, the resident of 308 not only locked the door, but Ping Daoyang listened to it. It seemed that the people inside were dragging large furniture such as tables and chairs to block the door.

Hirashima Yang: "..."

Hirashima Yang: "?"

Is your family in debt or what?

As a last resort, Ping Daoyang had no choice but to shout: "The one inside, I am a policeman!"

"I don't care if you're a policeman or not!" The shout from the other side of the door became more intense, "Get out of here!"

After being scolded inexplicably, Hirashima Yang blinked.

——This guy overreacted, maybe he really saw something.

So he slowed down his tone: "Sir, did you see something? I can show my police card."

The voice inside the door suddenly raised its voice again, "No, I didn't see anything! You tax thieves get out of here quickly!"

Then a white envelope protruded from the gap under the door, "Take it and get out!"

Hirashima Yang picked up the envelope, "Thank you."

He went downstairs, stood at the dead end of the stairs on the first floor, and opened the envelope.

Inside are three photos.

[Photo 1 - taken through the bottom door slit, showing male leather shoes and a furry dog's paw, with a reflective puddle of saliva on the ground. ]

[Photo 2——The photo taken from the bottom door crack is a close-up zoom-in of a dog's mouth full of saliva and sharp fangs. ]

[Photo 3 - photo taken through the bottom door slit, showing the small half of the distorted dog's face. ]

Hirashimayo closes the photo.

No wonder the residents of 308 dare not open the door for him.

Imagine hearing voices coming from outside the door in such a crowded place. You dare not go out, so you choose to shoot from under the door, but you see a person leading a dog, and then the dog grows its mouth and faces the door. Show your fangs...

That is a genuine separation from death, a real fear on the front line of life and death.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Ping Daoyang walked out of the cordon.

The media gathered around here with great energy, taking pictures of Hirashimayo who came out.

Hirashima Yang squinted his eyes looking for a way out, but the difference here was that there was another police car not far from his police motorcycle, which was signaling him to go by with double flashing lights.

Hirashima Yang pushed away the media and walked over.

As he walked in, the window of the police car rolled down, and Date appeared.

"You're driving the motorcycle too fast!" Itahang got his head out of the window of the driver's seat, his face livid. "You're so damn good, your partner can just throw it away."

He took advantage of the nightfall and started racing when there were few cars on the road, but he arrived 10 minutes later than Ping Daoyang.

Thinking about the scene in front of the police station again, Itahang's face turned from livid to dark in an instant.

You know the pursuit of stability in your car, but why don’t you know the pursuit of stability when you switch to a motorcycle?

He was going to apply for a space in a police car, and Hirashima Yang's motorcycle had already left the front wheel, ejected and rushed out at a speed of at least 180 mph.

If it weren't for the speed limit of the police motorcycle, he doubted that Hirashima Yang could fly directly on the motorcycle!

"Still riding a motorcycle down the alley, do you know how hard it is for me to chase you!" Even a good-tempered Itahang is now furious with anger. "No matter how fucking fast you run, don't you have to wait for us colleagues to come?"

"But it's very dangerous here." Ping Daoyang retorted him.

"I didn't say it's not dangerous here, I just said that you run faster than anyone else." Itahang slammed the steering wheel violently, "I can see that you seem to be chasing some dangerous organization, and you don't want to involve us .”

"—But I'm not the kind of person who pretends to be ignorant in the face of unknown dangers. I can't really let you investigate the truth by yourself."

While talking, Itahang gradually calmed down, and looked directly at Hirashima Yang's shining golden eyes, "Perhaps you will think that what I did was not flattering, but I think that people should do what they think I'm happy with what's right, not what others think is right."

In Japan, a country that engraves "don't cause trouble to others" into its DNA, Date's remarks can also be regarded as a maverick.

And Datehang continued to promote his maverick quality, saying: "At least if I'm here, at worst I can help you collect the corpse."

Ping Daoyang lowered his head, a little guilty.

Seeing Hirashima Yang's performance, Itahang paused, and said again: "Do you want to think about the long-term partner? If you agree, I will go and file an application report with Police Officer Megure."

——These words are somewhat familiar.

Hirashima Yang was in a trance for a moment.

'Xiaoping Island, would you consider partnering with me? '

'It's so tiring to investigate the case alone, look, isn't it perfect for the two of us to cooperate. '

Words that spanned time and space sounded in Hirashima Yang's ears again, and behind the clear voice, he seemed to see a short-haired young man with a cigarette in his mouth.

That was his former partner in Kamihama, Tokikawa Toya.

Hirashima Yang watched the hallucination for a few seconds, then blinked to let the hallucination dissipate.

Datehang is Datehang, Tokikawa is Tokikawa, they are similar but different, they are different individuals, and they have completely different lives, he clearly distinguishes them.

So Hirashima Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "Please give me your advice."

On the rooftop a thousand meters away, Weique put down the telescope in his hand, let it hang on his neck, then smiled and stroked the large dog under his palm.

***

At two o'clock in the morning, the Metropolitan Police Department was brightly lit.

A wave of unsolved cases caused all the policemen present to wear the same black eye of Hirashima Yang, holding a cup and drinking coffee to continue their lives.

Akashi Seijuro has now been sent back to Akashi House to reunite with Akashi Seishi, Sakai Saya was also rescued by the wind and went home with her father, and the rest is the unknown deceased in Akashi House, and the death of Atoda Ichiro.

"We moved the person back, but the specific identity of the deceased needs to be carefully investigated in the database to confirm whether the deceased is a criminal."

Aso, who came back from Akashi's house, pushed his glasses, his eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that he spent a lot of energy investigating the deceased.

"Japan has a total population of 1.27 million people. It will take at least two days to call out the dead."

In this way, the deceased in Akashi's house can only be shelved for the time being, and A Daotian's death finally ends with an unsolved case.

But this is also impossible.

There are only the dead, no witnesses, no monitoring, no clues, and Akashi Seijuro passed out too quickly and didn't see the people who came in. With the few photos provided by room 308, they couldn't even issue a wanted warrant, because at night There are many people who take their dogs out for a walk.

Mu Mu Shisan looked at the messy clues on the table that couldn't be put together, and at the end, he also took a sharp breath.

There is an end to manpower, and there is nothing they can do for such a case at present.

Mu Mu Shisan lit a cigarette, and said wearily: "Okay, everyone, go back and rest first."

The police left one after another.

Hirashima Yang also got up silently.

He walked out of the police station and looked up at the darkness of the night.