When Gin loses the nether filter

The speed of the Japanese police is still acceptable. After Amuro walked through the terrain for a few blocks and had lunch, Kazami Yu also contacted him.

"Mr. Furuya? This is Kazami!"

Toru Amuro sat in the coffee shop holding his mobile phone, looking down at the magazines on the table, with a slight smile on his face.

The noon sun shines on the young man through the window glass, and coats the soft golden hair with a thin layer of brilliant shimmer.

He had a warm temperament and a good smile. It happened to be a weekend, and there were many young students in the coffee shop, and many girls were quietly looking at him.

"report."

He ordered lightly.

"Yes! Mr. Jiang Gu."

On the other side of the phone, Kazami Yuya was respectful, and he didn't look down on this boss who was much younger than himself, and said solemnly: "The target person you asked us to investigate is named Okabe Naka, 35 years old, and both parents died , grew up in an orphanage since he was a child. He has no fixed occupation. The appearance of this person is characterized by a large tattoo on his left arm. There is a gay man in his interpersonal relationship. The two have been dating for a long time..."

As he said that, the man hesitated: "However, Mr. Furuya, what do you want to do with this Okabe-kun?"

Toru Amuro said calmly: "You don't need to worry about the organization task, just keep talking, where is this person now."

Kazami Yuya paused, and his tone became awkward: "Uh, Nakabe Okabe was arrested by the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department as a murderer in a murder case in the morning...now, he is currently being detained by the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department."

Amuro was stunned for a moment, thinking for a moment that there was something wrong with his ears.

"This morning?"

He couldn't help frowning and repeated.

"Cough, yes, Mr. Jiang Gu."

This is too coincidental...but really unlucky.

The blond young man sighed, raised his hand and pressed his brow, and said in a low voice: "Well, you should contact the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department now and transfer this Okabe Naka to the police."

"Roger that!"

Toru Amuro paused for a moment, as if hesitating for something, and finally said: "Kazemi, help me check the matter again."

After all, he still couldn't restrain his desire to "meddle in his own business": "A case happened in an alley near Wuxinzhai. The person involved should be a child. Help me find out what's going on."

Kazami Yuya opened his eyes wide, and said in astonishment: "Haven't you heard about this matter—Mr. Fugu?"

Toru Amuro: "...what?"

"Uh, the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department was severely criticized by the higher-ups recently because of this incident. It is the case of the disappearance of children in the Sunshine Orphanage in Osaka. It is said that it started many years ago. It was not until this year that the body of the missing child was discovered. Take it seriously..."

The man muttered: "I thought Mr. Furuya also had this reason for your sudden trip to Osaka."

Sunshine Orphanage... missing children?

Toru Amuro squinted his eyes, and just about to say something, he heard his talkative subordinate mutter again: "Speaking of which, Mr. Furuya, the Okabe Nakata you asked me to check also grew up in the Sunshine Orphanage, okay? Coincidentally... hey, his homosexuals are also, young and tame..."

Hearing the words, the blond young man's eyes gradually became sharper.

The disappearance of children happened in Osaka, and the target of the task released by the organization happened to be grown up in an orphanage, and the homestay where they temporarily lived was very close to the scene of the crime.

Amuro Toru looked down and saw the map in his hand.

On the map, the alley at the scene of the crime, the Wuxinzhai where people live, and the Sunshine Orphanage are on the same road. If you want to go to the alley from the Sunshine Orphanage, you must pass through Wuxinzhai.

Will there be so many coincidences?

The young man was thoughtful, so he said in a deep voice, "Fengjian, please send me a complete copy of the Sunshine Orphanage Incident."

"Also, give me a copy of Okabe's homosexual information, including where this lover is now."

"Got it! Mr. Jiang Gu!"

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Osaka Metropolitan Police Department.

"The son of the Minister of Service has been sitting there for a long time..."

"I remember his name is Heiji, right? I heard that this kid solved the case by the river this morning."

"Don't you have a nickname, Kansai Little Detective hahaha..."

"He has been looking at those materials for a long time. What is he doing? Hey, Shibazaki, just now he asked you what materials you want?"

"Ah...it's nothing, it's the case five years ago."

"...that matter? Oh my god, Shibazaki, you really gave it to him, you're not afraid that Officer Hattori will get angry..."

"Officer Hattori won't allow his son to participate in this case..."

"..."

Hattori Heiji didn't know that the police over there were talking about him quietly, he just stared at the document in his hand, the more he looked at it, the faster his heart beat.

He felt that he had stumbled upon the tail of the case.

Since five years ago, the Sunshine Orphanage has experienced child disappearances every year.

According to the records of the dean when he reported the case and the investigation report of the police at that time, the children disappeared without a trace, as if they had run away by themselves.

It is indeed a difficult task to be able to take away several children without being discovered by anyone, but if we think about it from another angle - what if these children did run away by themselves?

In other words, these children made an agreement with someone to leave the orphanage by themselves.

Hattori Heiji spent half a day carefully reading all the materials, and finally deduced a possibility.

He thought from the perspective of a prisoner, regardless of the motives for taking these children away, just from the modus operandi.

The premise of coaxing the children away is to establish a good relationship with these children, and the Sunshine Orphanage has the habit of recruiting volunteers to accompany the children. Many of these volunteers are kindergarten teachers. Coincidentally, this morning, the The deceased, named Xiao Canglian, was a kindergarten teacher by profession.

Every year when children go missing, it's during the holidays.

And this time period, in the list of volunteers recorded in the data, this Xiao Canglian is always among them.

But it's not enough just to coax children, you also need to be able to take so many children.

How to take them away without anyone noticing, Hattori Heiji assumes that the prisoner needs a vehicle that can hold these children, then a truck is perfect.

A full-time truck driver would go out to carry goods every day, and go back and forth between the port and the city. The most frequently passed route included the road to the Sunshine Orphanage. Who would know what was loaded in his truck.

But an ordinary kindergarten teacher and a truck driver definitely have no way to "handle" these abducted children.

So there needs to be a contact person with a black background.

Ogura Ren, Heimiyama, Okabe Naka.

The occupations of these three people are too coincidental, and they all happen to match up.

Of course, what made Hattori Heiji most suspicious was the common red paint on the clothes of Ogura Ren and Heimiyama—this reminded him of the red diamond pattern between the eyebrows of the child who died in the alley.

Maybe these ideas are too wild and unconstrained, but these are just conjectures after all.

Reasoning is first of all to put forward conjectures. Countless unexpected but reasonable coincidences are piled up to form a whole case. Under the premise of conjectures, the next step for the detective is to find evidence to prove the conjecture.

He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually lit up, and the exhaustion of his brain was overwhelmed by the excitement of finding the clue.

Hattori Heiji jumped off his seat, ran to his father's assistant, Shibazaki Cheng, raised his head, and said seriously: "Uncle Shibazaki, I found a clue about the Sunshine Orphanage incident, I want to see the case this morning." The murderer, that Okabe Naka."

Shibazaki was stunned.

He looked down at the serious look of the child, hesitating in his heart.

How should I put it, he doesn't really believe it, even though Heiji did help the Metropolitan Police Department handle a lot of cases in normal times, but this time it can be regarded as an old case. In the process of suspect investigation, it can be said that there has been little progress.

Such a 13-year-old kid just learned about this case today, how could he find clues?

But he still squatted down, looked at the boy at the same level, and said with a smile, "Heiji, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that Okabe-kun was transferred away by the police just half an hour ago."

"Now he is no longer in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"—"

Hattori Heiji was dumbfounded.

He opened his eyes wide: "But, but I really found a clue! As long as I confront that uncle, I will be able to figure out something! Maybe the case will be solved quickly!"

Shibasaki smiled helplessly: "Heiji, are you saying that Okabe Naka is the murderer of the case? Impossible, Minister Hattori said, the murderer of this case is not one person, but a collective, Okabe Zhong is just a street gangster, how can he be so capable."

Hattori Heiji rubbed his hair, stomped his feet irritably, and said angrily: "Forget it, I won't explain to you, I'll go first!"

Anyway, even if Ogura Ren is dead and Okabe Naka is asked to leave by the police, there is still one person——

Regardless of Shibasaki Cheng's persuasion, the boy ran out of the police station.

"And...the Pinggong room!"

He clenched his fists.

"There must be clues on that guy!"

Moreover, maybe, if there is time, he can prevent those "goods" from leaving!

------

At night, the twilight is thick, and the neon lights shine from one end of the street to the other end of the street.

Gin and Belmode walked side by side on the road.

These two, one of mixed race and one foreigner, were much taller than most of the passers-by, not to mention that the two walked with a sassy look, and the hem of the black windbreaker swayed between their steps.

The windbreaker jackets of the two are similar in style, both of which are tied with tight belts, showing a narrow waist. At first glance, they look like couples' styles.

Belmode finally stopped in front of a bar. Wearing sunglasses, she tilted her head towards the gin and drew her lips: "Gin, this is here, go in and have a look?"

Her eyes watching the excitement were all hidden under the sunglasses, and she was smiling.

Qin Jiu nodded and stepped in first.

The waiter at the entrance of the bar looked at the "couple" in astonishment, hesitating to speak.

It's just that there was no sound reminder in the end.

The atmosphere in the bar is no different from the bars I usually go to. The only strange thing is that there are not many girls at a glance.

Qin Jiu never cared about others, he just glanced casually, then walked to the vacant booth and sat down.

The air conditioner was turned on in the bar, and the temperature was slightly higher.

The man unhurriedly pulled off his belt, took off his windbreaker, and hung it on the back of the sofa.

Then he slowly unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and rolled up the sleeves a little, revealing his pale and smooth forearms.

The blue light sweeping around in the bar inadvertently hit his hands, white and blue mixed, echoing the slightly protruding blue veins on the back of his hands, like a dream.

Belmode sat opposite the gin, and she raised her legs shyly, looking at the gin, and smiled mysteriously.

She was wearing a close-fitting skirt under the windbreaker, and stiletto heels under her feet. She was a charming beauty.

But the other men around rarely paid attention to such a beautiful woman, on the contrary, there were more people secretly peeping at the gin.

Belmode looked at the gin and ordered a glass of whiskey before he said slowly, "Gin, are you hot?"

She raised her hand and ticked the position of the man's neckline: "Would you like to take the tie?"

The woman leaned lazily on the sofa: "Speaking of...Gin, when did you get used to wearing shirts? I wanted to ask before. I remember you used to wear high collars."

She can't wait to cover it tightly so that no skin is exposed outside. She used to think that the skin color of Gin Jiu could be covered.

Gin shook the spherical ice cubes in the glass, raised his eyes, and snorted, "None of your business."

"It's alright."

Belmode spread his hands innocently: "I just think you look extra attractive in a shirt—"

"Gin, don't you really want to try martini with me?"

The woman smiled and stretched out a finger to press her lips, and blinked her left eye at Gin.

"……laugh."

Gin lazily withdrew his eyes: "Bermod, put your mind away, I don't have time to play with you."

His tone was mocking, and Belmode didn't tease him.

But it was precisely this indifference that made the masculinity more abstinent, and Belmode's eyes were almost glued to Gin.

Alas, she had long given up hope.

When Gin was just adopted by the boss when he was a child, Belmode was very interested in this cold, silver-haired kid—of course not the current interest.

At that time, she also tried to apply to the boss to take care of Gin, but unfortunately the boss refused.

After Gin became an adult, Belmode looked at the face that was extremely appetizing to her and the overhanging figure of the man, and I don’t know how many years he was greedy——ah, yes, she is a face-controlling person, who she has seen and touched There are countless men.

For Belmode, men are like clothes, and the outside is always more fragrant than the inside of the closet, and gin, which is like a high-end expensive royal dress, is so attractive to Belmode.

She used to dream of abducting this man into bed.

It's a pity that Gin Jiu's frigid attitude is really frustrating. It doesn't look frigid from the outside, it looks like he's very good at it.

But after seeing Zhu Fu Jingguang, Belmode understood.

It really wasn't her problem, it turned out to be the wrong gender.

However, Belmode's bad taste came up because of this.

The Chinese cabbage she had been thinking about for so many years suddenly turned into a mosquito coil. It really made people wonder where to ask for an explanation. Does the boss know about this?

Belmode couldn't imagine Gin's emotional appearance, she scratched her heart and lungs with curiosity, so she planned such a night and brought Gin to this place.

Hmm... She's the wrong gender, so she can't hook up with gin, so if it's a gay bar in this bar, there must be someone who can taste gin, right?

Bermoder suddenly saw something interesting, held back a smile and motioned to Gin to see it: "Gin, look over there."

Gin casually looked over and saw the back of a bunny girl.

Belmode smiled angrily: "Do you think that child is sexy?"

Qin Jiu only glanced at it, then retracted his gaze, and said lightly, "It's okay."

There was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he said casually: "You are better than her."

Belmode: "——!!!"

The blond beauty's usually calm expression cracked for an instant, her eyes widened slightly, and she stared blankly at the gin.

Oh... God.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, almost unable to hold back a laugh.

Why does her gin always tease her so suddenly, it's really uncontrollable.