【Fantasy Pass】Psycho Pass Banquet

Become a character who has lost his way and longed for the light, in fact?He gave you so many chances to speak out in person, but you didn't say a word because you would lose everything you got.Maybe you do have a little bit of kindness, but in the end, compared with your own future, those who died are not worth mentioning at all. "

"So I said, that's enough. Since you don't care about other people's life or death, just be that heartless and emotionless monster. As long as you sacrifice as many people as you want to achieve your goal, it doesn't matter how many tragedies happen for revenge. Accepted by others, don’t want to be liked by anyone. Just be like that and you’ll be fine.”

"In the end, neither side belongs to you, and you can't go back anywhere."

"This is retribution."

Facing the woman's bloody accusations, Accelerator smiled indifferently:

"Then this retribution is too light."

That's right, that's the expression.

Sitting in a dim room surrounded by countless huge screens, Yoshikawa Kikyo thought while looking at the man smiling indifferently at the camera.

That expression that hides everything and seems unmoved by anything.

To prevent Fang Tongxing from going down the road of self-destruction, the only way is to tear off that mask from his face.

"The person who can do this really shouldn't be me." Fangchuan Kikyo muttered to himself, and reopened the communication: "The preparations for escape are all done."

"I thought you would lock me up here and report to He Sheng Zongzong directly." Yifang Accelerator said sarcastically.

"Who knows. Maybe it would be better for me to betray you to her, but I still hate her more than you." Fang Chuan Kikyo tapped the keyboard with his fingertips: "The surveillance probe blacked me out 10 minutes ago. When I lost the route, I kept looping the same video from four hours ago. If you don’t compare it carefully, you can’t see any flaws. As for your portable terminal, I wrote a set of programs that can cut off the monitoring signal for 10 minutes without triggering an alarm. , after taking it off, no one will be able to find your whereabouts again."

"You prepared so many things in the 10 minutes of chatting?"

Fangchuan Kikyo did not answer this question: "Then, I also asked that doctor to bring you a small gift."

"what?"

"All the files of the "Banquet" that have been sealed. "

Accelerator's face was like a mirror with cracks, and there was a twisted looseness:

"What the hell are you trying to do? I'm warning you, Fang Chuan, stop involving irrelevant people."

"Irrelevant? The trainee policeman who appeared at the scene as one of the victims four years ago and witnessed the murderer's true face can't be said to be irrelevant. No matter how hard you try to stop him, even if everyone gives up, the one who wants to find out the truth People will never give up. Instead of letting him touch something he shouldn't touch unprepared, it's better to take the initiative to give him what he needs—"

"If you dare to do that, I will kill you!"

"Oh, what a terrible speech." Fangchuan Kikyo turned off the monitoring screen in front of him, leaving only the broadcasting line to continue running: "It should be impossible to hack into the place with the highest protection level of the Security Bureau without leaving traces. No matter how stupid those guys in Ke are, they will probably be able to find a loophole in the system, and we don't have a long time to chat. But I remember I said that this 'gift' is for you."

Now even if you don’t see it with your own eyes, you can still imagine the murderous look on the face of Accelerator. Fangchuan Kikyo feels a little bit of the joy of successful revenge for this:

"It's up to you how you want to use it. It's up to you to burn it, throw it on the side of the road, or give it to someone else. It's your choice. I've been a happy killing partner for so long, I still can't understand you, maybe you think you have It doesn't matter if you kill so many people and take a few more lives, but I still think that since I'm ready to die, I still want to go on the road clean."

There were footsteps coming from far and near outside the comprehensive analysis room. Fangchuan Kikyo took a deep breath and said with a smile before completely unplugging the power cord of the analysis equipment:

"If you want to start over, how about trying to destroy your past self first?"

At the moment when the door of the comprehensive analysis room was violently opened by the self-supporting machine, Yoshikawa Kikyo unplugged all the power cords that kept the equipment running. Open your eyes to see the person standing outside the door:

"I really miss this feeling. It's like going back to the past."

-

This is what happened before everything started.

The overclocked computer mainframe under liquid nitrogen cooling makes humming noises. In the room without even a single light, there are only faint fluorescent lights from scattered display screens, and an overly bright and inappropriate light source from outside the door.

The short-haired woman who lost her image and curled up on the computer chair was typing on the keyboard in a dizzying manner, while ordering the person who leaked the beam of light into the room:

"You're getting in the way of my work. Either come in with the door shut, or get out with the door behind you."

"KIKYO." The white-haired young man standing at the door with a cold face like a dead man said only one word, and the crackling typing stopped.

The young man did not close the door, but kicked away the coffee cans scattered on the ground like strolling in the courtyard and walked in:

"Yoshikawa Kikyo, 28 years old, graduated from the Electronic Information Engineering Department of the University of Tokyo. He gave up the Ministry of Defense technician job assigned by Sibyl and settled in Shinjuku after falsifying his identity and information. He has broken into the security system of the Ministry of Health and Welfare three times. The code name is KIKYO. Your battle is over. It's down, doesn't it matter if you lose?"

"Compared to this." The woman named Fangchuan Kikyo typed a few times on the keyboard at hand, and the data stream that was eating each other on the computer screen disappeared, replaced by a personal message: "I know you. Are you Yifang Accelerator. On February 2rd, he escaped from the isolation facility after causing one death and four injuries in the Sakurada Treatment Center. The 3 Baishan Road Suidoqiao incident was also your work. This time, three policemen died. But it must be traced back to your Whereabouts, it should be the Xiyuan High School armed wounding case in September last year. I'm right."

Using interrogative sentences without any doubt about his intelligence, Yoshikawa Kikyo sat leisurely with his knees hugged, as if he had no idea what kind of dangerous person was standing in front of him.

"Why are you so interested in me?" Puzzled by the woman's strange behavior, Accelerator tilted his head slightly like a child.

"Of course I'm curious. I really want to know what method was used to beat two people to serious injuries but still maintain a clear hue and go back to school as usual. The cunning rabbit still has three caves. If one day The catastrophe is approaching, I must find a way to save my own life. In addition to that, you were locked up in the Sakurada Treatment Center for six months. During that time, I hacked into their security system twice, but nothing Any document shows that you were transferred to this medical institution, and then I tried to search all the surveillance data by setting your face as a priority identification object. Guess what?"

Fangchuan Kikyo smiled slightly:

"There, no camera has ever captured you."

Accelerator still had that almost unwavering expression: "Should I applaud your cleverness?"

"That's not necessary. I don't want to go into the question of where you were for those six months. What I really don't understand is another thing-the street video first captured you on February 2, which means You did escape from somewhere on that day, and then on May 3, the Baishan Road Waterway Bridge was the first time you killed someone after you regained your freedom. This time you provoked the entire security bureau. You left two messages , one is a witness who saw you, and the other is 'Why'."

Accelerator waited silently for Fangchuan Kikyo's next words.

"Then I also want to ask you, why? In the past three months, what are you waiting for when you are tired of fleeing? People like you, if you get bored with someone, you will take revenge immediately, but facing yourself Barking hound, you chose to escape, so why did you give up your persistence that day?"

"Because Tokyo is too big."

Half of the young man's face was bathed in the light outside the door. It was as pale as an uncolored sculpture, without any vitality. The other half of his face blended into the thick darkness in the room, only the red eye Reflecting the faint blue light of the display screen, black and white, light and dark, so contradictory and harmonious intertwined in front of Fangchuan Kikyo.

"If you keep running, there will never be an end in sight. Nowhere belongs to me, and I can't go back anywhere."

Fang Chuan Kikyo tidied up her wrinkled home clothes, and stood up from the chair: "I still hate kids like you."

"I'm 20 years old, not a kid."

"Then when will you be able to change this eccentric personality? It's tiring to be rigid and tiring, and you'll be more or less conscious of being abandoned by society, and you can just pass by?"

Accelerator stared at the woman in front of him for a while, and suddenly showed his first smile since meeting him. He was arrogant and extremely vile, and he stretched out his hand:

"Then, as a hopeless partner in murder, let's start a casual revenge."

Perhaps finding some resonance in this person, Yoshikawa Kikyo held that hand without the slightest hesitation.

Maybe there used to be a destination waiting for us somewhere, but now, nowhere belongs to us, and we can't go back anywhere.

"make a deal."

-

"If you want to start over, how about trying to destroy your past self first?"

Yifang Accelerator stood blankly in front of the main entrance of the Security Bureau, holding the memory card that Fangchuan Platycodon was handed over to him by the hands of Netherland Chasing Soul.

Unlike those narrow and dark treatment facilities - wide streets, flowing crowds and speeding vehicles, the greenery on the side of the street exudes high-spirited vitality and is full of noisy noises, like a dense large The net tightly wraps around the heart, and the city, which is filled with a peaceful atmosphere under the warm sunlight, expands into the distance without bounds.

Facing such an ordinary scene, Accelerator took a step back.

The chest pain that was simply treated with the fixation belt was dull, as if being pressed by a heavy object, it was suffocating, and the heart seemed to be about to stall. Maybe it was because of the body that was not suitable for activities. His hands and feet were trembling constantly, the desire to vomit appeared in his stomach, cold sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and the feeling of dying that everything was no longer under his control made him want to yell, but he didn't know what to do in his throat. It was blocked for a while, and only a faint breath sound was emitted.

After standing blankly by the side of the road for a long time, the man who suddenly bent down in cold sweat like an emergency attack quickly attracted the attention of passers-by, and a slightly bolder woman stepped forward and tried to help:

"Sir? Are you all right?"

Reflexively wanting to push away the people around him with his injured left arm, Accelerator felt a sharp pain that went straight to his brain, and more than half of his sanity lost in confusion instantly returned.

"It's okay...it's okay." Accelerator hugged his left shoulder to avoid the woman's touch, and stopped a taxi casually.

"Where are you going?" the driver asked, looking at the pale man through the rearview mirror.

where to go?

Is there any place here where I can rest?

The feeling of fear that he was about to die just now returned, and Accelerator held down his chest that was palpitating due to panic attacks, and gave an address to the driver with difficulty.

"10-6, Kojimachi [-]-chome, right? Please fasten your seat belts." Surprised that the man in the back seat with gloomy eyes and looking sick actually lives in a high-end residential area, the driver started the car while expressing his heart.

Accelerator leaned against a corner of the back seat, trying to relieve the panic caused by the acute anxiety attack. The narrow space did indeed play a role in soothing the nerves. Only then did he realize that his palms had been unconsciously clenched since just now. a memory card.

"I just said where I was going." Fang Accelerator suddenly asked the driver who was concentrating on the road conditions.

"Huh? 10-6, Koji-cho [-]-chome, Chiyoda-ku? Did I remember wrongly? Or are you going somewhere else?"

Subconsciously said there, does it mean that I still have nostalgia for the past?

The man in the back seat was silent for a few seconds:

"No, just go there."

Perhaps as you said, Yoshikawa.

Nowhere belongs to me.

So there is not even a way out.

32

"So... this is...?"

Kamijou Touma held the paper bag with light pink floral prints in his hand, not knowing what to do with this gift exuding a light creamy sweet fragrance.

"It's a visiting gift!" Chuchun Zhuli touched the wreath on his head shyly: "Although you have already returned..."

"Yes, I mean... what's in it?"

"Cream biscuits from Rokkatei! Sweets make you happy! Cheer up, Supervisor!"

What the girl said made Kamijou Touma feel a throbbing pain in his heart.

"What? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Seeing that the smile on Kamijou Touma's face disappeared, Uiharu Shiri couldn't help becoming nervous.

"No. I just remembered something. The sweets are very good. I happily accepted them." Kamijou placed the mahjong paper bag on the desk and smiled slightly at the girl in front of him.

This gentle smile like a warm spring breeze made Chuchun Shili a little confused, but she still quickly remembered the ultimate purpose of this trip: "Surveillance officer, the matter you asked me to investigate yesterday has come to fruition."

"So soon?"

"Actually, it was completed last night, but you didn't respond to me when I informed you." Chuchun Zhuli pointed to the computer on the desktop with some hesitation: "For the convenience of explanation, can I borrow this for a while?"

Kamijou Touma hastily stepped back a few steps to make room for the girl to work: "Please go ahead."

After connecting his portable terminal with the computer host, Hatsuhari opened several files on the screen: "Then I'll start?"

Kamijou Touma nodded in agreement.

"First of all, according to what you said, supervisor, I searched the database for treatments related to maintaining hue, and after filtering out duplicate results, there are still more than 640384 items. After removing all treatments except 'instruments' as required, the remaining The result is 173985 entries. Then exclude the conditions that are too large, too popular, need to be used in a specific environment, and widely known. The final result is this number - 3531."

"This is not a small sum..." Kamijou Touma murmured to himself in a slightly troubled voice.

"It's really not a small amount, but it's not over yet." Hatsuharu Shiri continued: "The monitoring officer said that the function of this instrument is to 'keep the hue clear no matter what'. This statement is actually very interesting. No matter what kind of treatment method, equipment or medicine, most manufacturers dare not write '100% can cure the disease' on the instructions, even if they really want to brag, they will say '90.00% cure rate' to prevent the real In that one percent case, you will be sued to the Bureau of Medical Affairs or the Bureau of Medicine and Food. Just like the cold medicine you usually take, the fatality rate will be written clearly."

"It seems so."

"So according to this condition to exclude, these are the last things left." Chuchun Zhuli adjusted a table to the front of all windows.

The number of items is 7, and several of them have been crossed out.

"Among them, there are two types that have been found to cause a huge burden on the human body in the short term and have been discontinued. There are three types that have received complaints because they did not achieve the desired effect after listing. The production was terminated because the company went bankrupt before the news was released. There is one. The last low-frequency neck massager was produced by a company named Zein 11 years ago, and the product was immediately recalled within three hours of its launch, and the company was dissolved for unknown reasons a week later.”

The neck low-frequency massager mentioned by Chuchun Shili looks like a widened and lengthened physiotherapy electrode patch. Its size seems to cover the entire back of the neck, and a wire extends from the bottom to connect to the battery and other devices. Inside the black box of the line.On the description, there are high-sounding words like 'promoting blood circulation and relieving nervous tension by massaging acupuncture points close to the brain'.

Speaking of which, Kamijou Touma seemed to have had a similar conversation in the past when he asked about the strangely shaped collar on Accelerator's neck. Although it was just an unintentional topic, the answer given by Accelerator is indeed a bit weird:

"What the hell is the collar on your neck? It shouldn't be an ornament, I see the light on it flickering occasionally."

"This? What do you think?"

"Don't throw the question I asked you back on myself!"

"You have so many questions. Could it be that the treatment equipment is not working?"

"Therapeutic equipment?"

"Yeah, as a person with a personality defect, you must have some means to ease your emotions, otherwise, when you are with an idiot like you, you will really be so angry that your blood vessels will burst one day."

"Your temper isn't much milder even after using the treatment equipment..."

Although accepting such a plausible answer, Kamijou Touma subconsciously never believed that it was really so simple. Accelerator is definitely not the kind of person who likes to hide his emotions. Even if he wants to disturb the whole world, he will put himself Not to mention actively looking for ways to correct an overly angular personality, the rhetoric of 'in order to ease emotions' is more like an impromptu lie.

Seeing Kamijou Touma lost in thought, Uiharu Shuri took the initiative to stop explaining: "Shall I continue?"

"Sorry, please continue."

"Such an unexplained recall is too strange, and when I searched the information, I found that although the Medical Affairs Bureau proposed the recall, it was the Security Bureau that formally supervised all recall processes."

Even if it belongs to the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, it is too abnormal for the criminal department to intervene in medical affairs, and the only reasonable explanation can only be——

"Is the production of this instrument involved in a criminal case?"

"Yes." Chuchun Shili nodded, and turned to another document: "This is an undisclosed follow-up investigation report on Zein Company."

Just reading a few pages of Kamijou Touma roughly understands why this matter eventually turned into a criminal case.

The neck low-frequency massager was originally a smoke bomb released by Zein. The part that really plays a role in massage therapy is less than one-fifth of the total volume of the product, and the other four-fifths are used for things that have nothing to do with treatment. field.

"Isn't this a hue metering device?" Kamijou Touma said looking at the circuit diagram inserted in the document.

"It is indeed a hue measurement device." Hatsuharu explained: "Theoretically, Japanese citizens have the right to know the hue of others, so it is not illegal to use a measurement device to scan the body of others. You should know, supervisor, the Sibyl system The work done is actually not a 'direct determination' of the psychological index, but an 'data analysis'."

"Yes."

The 'hue' and 'criminal coefficient' that are often confused by the general public are actually two completely different concepts for civil servants of the security bureau - 'hue' is usually just the mental structure and pressure of the street ultrasound scanner A set of simple data obtained by the judgment of tendency is more like a test paper with completed answers, such as the score of somatization factor is 2.75, and the score of psychopathy is 2.4, so the hue scan is usually instant; The final conclusion drawn after sorting out the data presented in the first test paper is the 'crime coefficient', but because the Sibyl system has multiple tasks of functional diagnosis and health management, there is usually a certain delay in this final conclusion.

"Zein designed their product to take advantage of the fact that 'hue detection is done by the biometric scanner rather than the Sibyl system'."

The following documents began to contain difficult English nouns. Kamijou Touma, who knew nothing about it, could only quietly listen to the explanations given by his juniors, and secretly said in his heart that he should learn English well.

"To put it simply, the hue measurement device in this instrument will scan the body of people within a radius of ten meters, and select the person with the clearest hue to copy the data, and finally convert this set of data into a signal through the wearer's neck. The sender feeds back into the street scanner. In this way, no matter what the user’s own hue is, what the scanner finally reads and sends to the Sibyl system for analysis is the data copied from others—it cannot fool Sibyl system, it will fool the simpler street scanners. This is probably the original intention of the designer.”

If such an instrument is really known by some people with ulterior motives, the disaster it will eventually bring can be imagined. It is no wonder that the Medical Administration Bureau will transfer the leading power to the Security Bureau. It is not difficult to quickly recall the product and dissolve the company. understand.

"Wait a minute." Kamijou Touma raised his hand to indicate that it would take a while to collect his thoughts.

In the "Salome" incident a month ago, Kamijou Touma was the only one who noticed the anomaly——

Accelerator's crime coefficient has dropped from 496.9 to 184.3.

If explained in this way, everything makes sense.

As long as the setting of 'select the clearest hue copy' is changed to 'select the turbidest hue copy', you can turn the uncontrolled exoneration constitution person into a personality defect person.

The reason why the crime index dropped suddenly was probably because the criminal with the highest crime index died on the spot that day.If one could compare the time of Fujiwara Akatsuki's brain death that day with the time when one party's crime index changed, the two might reach an astonishing agreement.

But after solving this mystery, Kamijou Touma felt more and more doubts in his mind——

Why did Accelerator wear such a collar?

As long as you untie it, you can regain your freedom, as long as you take it off, you can reintegrate into society. Is there any reason why he must be bound?

"Did the supervisor find anything?"

"Ah, just something irrelevant, you can go on."

Hatsuharu who was instructed continued to speak: "The person in charge of the Zein company did not intend to make a long-term profit from the beginning, but just to make a high profit for a period of time through this gimmick, and then leave Japan by smuggling. Before the cargo ship left the port area, it was purged by the rulers because it resisted arrest. At that time, the criminal department was responsible for the arrest, and the intelligence department was responsible for recalling the goods for final processing."

"Are there any products that have not been recalled and left in the hands of ordinary people?"

"No." Chuchun Shili shook his head: "The security bureau's intelligence control is in place, and there is no case of refusal to return if there is no relevant news. There are 105 sold products and 4895 unsold products. It was recovered under the supervision of the intelligence department, numbered and disposed of, and the high-level personnel involved in the design and planning were also arrested by the criminal department."

The difference between the actual result and the previous guess is too large, and Kamijou Touma couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's strange... If it wasn't like this, how did the murderer avoid the camera inspection? Isn't there any data leakage?"

"Wouldn't the world be in chaos if the data for making this kind of props leaked out? What's more, whether you want to make a machine that can hide the hue or secretly hide the machine so that one day it can be used in illegal ways, while thinking like this, that person's Hue is hopeless, how can we wait until he really does it."

"That's right. I'm probably just overthinking it." Kamijou Toma shrugged with a wry smile, "But thank you anyway. It's very lucky to have such an excellent comprehensive analysis officer transferred to the first department."

"How dare you do that! I'm just doing my duty." Chuchun Shili, who was praised, felt a little hot on her face, and she hurriedly cupped her cheeks with both hands: "Then, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Let me show you off. I just happen to have something other than work I want to ask."

"It's not for work...?" Chuchun Shili said as he walked towards the door.

"It's a little bit of my own problem."

"How is it?"

The automatic door slid open quietly in front of the two of them, Uiharu Shiri walked out of the office first, and Kamijou Touma, who was a little slower, was about to speak out his question, but he heard a shower of frantic footsteps approaching from a distance in the corridor , and the girl's energetic cry——

"Early—spring—"

No one could clearly see what happened, Kamijou Touma felt as if an afterimage flashed in front of his eyes, and then the skirt of the flower wreath girl who was facing him turned up from bottom to top.

"Pfft..." Kamijou Touma hastily covered his mouth and turned his head to the other side before seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

"Wow, today is a water blue pattern with lace --!"

Before seeing it, it was described vividly.

It felt like being forced to be a pervert for a while, not knowing what to do, Kamijou Touma silently took two steps back.

"Saten-san—how could you...why did you do this in front of someone's boss—!" Uiharu Shiri, who was about to cry, blushed, and kept hitting the smiling girl beside him with his fists.

"Oh—it's a surveillance officer other than Misaka-senpai—!" The girl with beautiful straight black hair and an extremely lively look looked at Kamijou Touma, her two bright eyes were full of envy: " It’s great, to be able to fight on the spot with the Dominator handsomely.”

"Hey! Don't move! I really know how to shoot—" The girl who pointed out the pistol with two fingers and read the lines of the TV series suddenly sighed: "That's great, it's because I want to be a policeman so much, obviously In the end, they were all assigned to the Security Bureau, but the judgment I got was not from the Criminal Division but from the Intelligence Division."

With the sudden appearance of the mysterious girl and the ensuing peachy incident, Kamijou Touma, who feels that the amount of information is really huge, reveals his sense of existence in a low voice: "That..."

"Saten-san! Introduce yourself!" Chuchun Shili reminded anxiously from the side.

"Oh——" The girl who finally remembered the basic manners immediately saluted Kamijou Touma: "It's the first time we meet, I'm Saten Ruiko, Team B of the Intelligence Division, please give me your advice."

33

Information Division is indeed not an unfamiliar term to Kamijou Touma.

This department, which is equivalent to a huge information hub, has a very high status in the Security Bureau. It is responsible for receiving the data transmitted from all over Japan, sorting it out and then screening out the information needed by each department. The "information assistance" it plays 'The role is as important to the criminal department as the 'technical assistance' provided by the comprehensive analysis room.

But thanks to the fully digital information exchange channels of the 22nd century, this is the first time Kamijou Touma has had face-to-face communication with members of this department.

"Hello. Thank you for taking care of me all this time."

Kamijou Touma shook hands politely with the girl named Saten Ruiko.

Seeing Kamijou Touma's eyes lingering on her body, Saten Saten looked down at the clothes she was wearing in a strange way: "Is there something wrong with my clothes?"

"That's not what I mean." Kamijou Touma shook his head: "It's just that the recent newcomers are a bit maverick, and now there are people vying to enter the criminal department that everyone avoided before. Is it true that the times have changed?"

"Like an old man..."

Saten Reiko, who subconsciously said this, was bumped several times by Uiharu with her elbow.

"Because it looks like..." Saten Ruiko whispered while touching her nose.

"It's like I can't say it."

It's still like that.

Kamijou Touma had no choice but to remain silent.

Chuchun Shili turned away from the topic that couldn't be continued: "That's right. What happened when the surveillance officer said that he had a question to ask?"

Kamijou Touma was about to blurt out his answer when someone called his name from behind——

"Ah Shang!"

It's Tsuchimikado Motonharu.

"Just received a call to the police that a female student is missing from a high school in Bunkyo District."

Kamijou Touma's heart sank when he heard this.

Even though Accelerator had already escaped from the security bureau, the students were still missing one after another. It has to be said that the situation was heading for the worst.

Kamijou Touma's gaze wandered for a moment between Uiharu Shiri and Tsuchimikado Motoharu who were waiting for his response at the same time, then glanced at the ubiquitous cameras in the corridor, and finally said to the two girls in front of him: "Please first Wait here."

Kamijou Touma, who returned to the office with Tsuchimikado Motoharu, found a pen and paper, and after making sure that his body could block the view of the surveillance probe behind him, he hurriedly wrote a few lines on it, folded it, and walked out of the room quickly Handed over to Uiharu Shiri.

"This is...?" Although he felt that the series of behaviors of his boss were extremely strange, Hatsuharu Shiri still accepted the note seriously.

"All I want to ask is in it." Kamijou Touma smiled bitterly: "As for the detailed situation, I can't explain it yet."

After tilting his head and thinking for a while, Uiharu Shiri smiled at Kamijou Touma: "It can't be a bad thing anyway, right?"

"you can say it this way."

"Then if I can help, I will reply to the surveillance officer before I get off work."

"Thank you very much." Kamijou Touma sent the two girls away arm in arm, and immediately returned to the office, asking, "Which school did you call the police?"

"It's... the private Tokiwadai Girls' School."

At first, Kamijou Touma just felt that such a special school name seemed to have been heard somewhere, but after recalling where the subtle sense of familiarity came from, his movements stopped for a moment: "That's not... "

"That's right." Yusuke Tanki said, "It's the last person who died at the hands of the serial killer "A"—the high school that Misaka Mie attended in the past. "

It's like a vulgar and nasty joke.

Even if the reactions of these bystanders are like this, it is conceivable what kind of expression Misaka Mikoto, who is a family member of the former victim, will show.

"What about the details?" Kamijou Touma grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and walked out.

"Now I only know that it is a girl named Takase Yangji. She is currently in the second grade of high school. It is said that she did not return home overnight and did not go to class the next day, which attracted the attention of the school. The mobile phone was also in a state of being disconnected. The person in charge was the student in charge. Teachers who are living and attending, in order to prevent contamination of the site, the student’s dormitory room has been prohibited from entering the dormitory room.” Tsuchimikado Motoharu followed up and reported.

"I hope it's just a false alarm." Kamijou Touma comforted himself despite the growing premonition of uneasiness in his heart.

On the way to Bunkyo District, the three of them kept an oppressive silence. After two members left one after another, the team seemed to have been pressed a static switch, and the usual relaxed atmosphere disappeared.

About an hour later, the self-driving vehicle stopped in front of the main gate of Tokiwadai Girls' School. Contrary to the Yuwenkan High School they had set foot in, the main gate of Tokiwadai Girls' School is very wide, and the wrought iron gates on both sides have long been It was opened to the inside, and more than a dozen school personnel were here to welcome it.

When Kamijou Toma got out of the car, an elderly man shook hands with him immediately:

"The first time we met, I am the principal of this school."

"Hello." Kamijou Touma nodded lightly: "There's no need to exchange pleasantries. Who was the first to find out that the student was missing?"

"It's another student." A woman wearing thin-rimmed glasses and a professional suit took a step forward, and felt that the interruption was too abrupt, so she introduced herself