【Fantasy Pass】-Psycho Pass Banquet

"Why are there so many incomprehensible bad cases when we are on the night shift?" Jie Biao Danxi sat in the escort armored car with only two cold light lights on the wall, sighed and nodded with her fingertips. He pointed at his blue eyes, then pointed at the other colleagues in the carriage and said, "Actually, it could be that one of you has the unlucky physique that triggers a series of cases wherever you go."

"For example, in the lottery of a store, you can only get the kind of cat who is grateful for participating?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu asked pointedly.

"Wow, there are really such unfortunate guys in this era?!"

Kamijou Touma could only smile helplessly when he heard the surprised voice of the female executive officer in the radio communication, and then said to another person who was also connected to the communication at this time: "Miss Yoshikawa? Are you still there?"

"Yes, yes. The best hacker in the Security Bureau, Kikyo Yoshikawa, is at your service."

The woman's bragging about herself sounds almost blind, but as Fangchuan Kikyo, who once troubled the security bureau and had no choice but to take it under her command, she did have the capital to praise herself in this way.

"Please briefly describe the case."

"No problem." Fangchuan Kikyo seemed to tap the keyboard a few times, and then said: "Seven minutes ago, that is, at 7:1 midnight, the Security Bureau received an alarm call from Yanzhong Cemetery in Taitung District. The staff of the cemetery found that the barbed wire fence on the outside to prevent the homeless people from entering had been artificially cut out to allow adults to enter and exit, so they went in to check, but found the corpse abandoned here inside. This is roughly the case Condition."

"Is there no more detailed information? For example, have you witnessed any suspicious persons, and what does the body look like?" Kamijou Touma asked.

"Let me tell you, supervisor." Fangchuan Kikyo seemed to sigh helplessly: "Not everyone in the world has the same psychological quality as you. Isn't it a bit difficult for others? Anyway, I asked this and let It's the best I can do for him to try not to flip around so as not to damage the scene. How to extract the information next is the job of you group of 'experts'."

"Being such an 'expert' doesn't sound like much fun."

"Oh, there is one thing I should remind you about the corpse. Judging from the degree of shock we witnesses, the picture at the scene must not be good."

In the middle of the night, Tokyo is getting more and more remote, and the vehicles on the roads are becoming less and less. Unlike the inner city, which is full of traffic and lights shining everywhere at any time, the sparse street lights on the road to Yanaka Cemetery are almost completely covered by the gloomy night. Engulfed, the two-way four-lane wide street only occasionally has a car passing by for a long time.

After nearly an hour's drive, the vehicles belonging to the Security Bureau finally arrived at the entrance of the Yanzhong Cemetery. The temporary dormitory on the side for the staff to rest almost kept the lights on in every room. In the dark night, it was like A bright lighthouse is generally eye-catching.

Motoharu Tsuchimikado, who came out of the van, couldn't help whistling frivolously when he saw the light from the window: "What a big battle."

"I saw a terrible corpse in the cemetery in the middle of the night, and it is a great psychological quality to think of calling the police at this time." Mitsuki Haiyuan tried to defend the innocent victim.

Putting on the blue jacket of the Security Bureau that showed his identity during the on-site inspection and stuffing the Dominator into the holster, Kamijou Touma rang the doorbell of the apartment, and the man's terrified voice came from the intercom: "Yes, who is it? !"

"Hello, Criminal Division, Security Bureau, Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare. We are here after receiving a report. Please open the door."

Kamijou Tomajong's own ID was projected on the recognition device outside the door, and within a moment, there was the sound of the door lock being unlocked, and the security door slowly popped out due to the retraction of the bolt, while the other person on the inside Behind the door on the first floor stood a trembling man holding a fruit knife.

"Mr. Mizuhara, it doesn't matter anymore." Kamijou Touma slowed down his voice, spread his hands and made a non-threatening gesture to appease the opponent's emotions.

Finally having a sense of security to rely on and deep fear, Suwon dropped the knife in his hand, and sat down on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, and then shed tears:

"There was a girl who died inside..."

Kamijou Touma didn't immediately ask about the details of the case, but beckoned to several executive officers outside the door, and Tomodo Motoharu helped the man whose knees kept shaking and couldn't walk independently to the living room.

At this time, Jiebiao Danxi found the kitchen and poured two cups of hot water according to his instructions, while Accelerator and Mitsuki Haiyuan took the opportunity to simply check the other rooms of the apartment—the criminal pretended to be the first person after murdering. It is not uncommon for an eyewitness to get rid of suspicion and even be protected by the police. This is just to be prepared.

So far, all the rooms in this apartment building look like a temporary residence for ordinary male staff.

Perhaps it was because there was someone by his side, the man who was holding the glass firmly had calmed down a little at this moment. Although his body was still trembling slightly, it was much better than the state of shock when he just opened the door.

"The ambulance from the nearby treatment facility will arrive in about 10 minutes. Before that, I want to confirm something with you."

Su Yuan looked at the unsmiling surveillance officer in front of him in embarrassment, and nodded despite his reluctance: "Yes."

"I just looked at the inspection schedule of the Valley Cemetery. It seems that the inspection time is one o'clock tonight? Is it like this every night?"

Mizuhara affirmed his question: "Because...occasionally there will be vagrants who have abandoned the district, jump over the iron net and steal the tribute in front of the tombstone, so... there will be inspections every night."

"Is this timetable difficult for outsiders to obtain?"

Suwon frowned and thought for a moment: "The time of day...is fixed. If I really want to know, it's probably not difficult."

Recalling this incident, Suwon couldn't help but tremble all over - if he had arrived there a little earlier today, he might have met the murderer who left the body head-on.

Jiebiao Danxi put the laptop displaying the holographic map of Yanzhong Cemetery in front of Suyuan: "Please point out the approximate location where the body was found."

It seemed that he vaguely recalled the tragedy of the corpse, the man seemed a little panicked, his eyes moved back and forth for a long time before he finally reached out and pointed to a certain place on the map: "I only remember that the barbed wire here was cut... ...Go further inside, about 5 minutes, and you will see..."

Kamijou Touma took a look at the direction of the man's finger—it was a remote area bordering Taito District and Arakawa District, several railways passed through here, and the loud noise from the transport roads that turned around day and night, presumably was for no matter who came Everyone who does business here provides a lot of convenience.

After escorting the man to the ambulance that arrived, the road inside the cemetery was too narrow, and the van loaded with a large number of analytical instruments could not pass smoothly. Kamijou Touma and his party had to drive around to him from the outside. refers to the area.

As far as the eye can see, the network wall extending to infinity along the railway, due to the long time, most of the bright green paint on it has fallen off, and under the reflection of the flashlight, the scene of overgrown grass inside the cemetery looks very special. gloomy.

On the other hand, the barbed wire was artificially cut to allow an adult to come in and out, and the barbed wire was forcefully rolled outward, turning outward ferociously, like a wound that was inflamed and swollen due to neglect.

Kamijou Touma took a flashlight to carefully peek inside the cemetery, observed the gap in the iron net, and finally stood up and called out:

"Tuyumen."

Tsuchimikado Motoharu, whose name was called, patted the self-supporting machine with four robotic arms beside him: "I am here. I am here. Do you want to use the self-supporting machine to dismantle this place?"

"No. You and I turned over the barbed wire next to it." Kamijou Touma grabbed the hole in the net wall with one hand, and then gave an order to Mitsuki Unabara: "Unihara throws the forensic instrument from above, If we don't find any useful clues, let the self-supporting machine remove this piece of iron net and enter."

"Understood." Mitsuki Kaihara replied, and after his boss and colleagues climbed over the net wall, he threw the forensic instrument in the suitcase over it, and the suitcase with impact-resistant material inside fell into the grass There was a muffled sound.

In terms of forensics, in fact, the information read by self-standing forensics machines the size of an adult’s palm is more accurate, but they are deliberately made light in order to prevent damage to the scene, but they are easy to find in such overgrown weeds and soft ground. where the footsteps were stumbled.

The two people who took out the instrument and buried their heads on the ground were busy for a while, but finally returned without success——

The grass and soft ground that may have left footprints were trampled in a mess, but it is not known whether the perpetrator did it on purpose before leaving or Suwon panicked and destroyed the scene when he fled.

The ultrasonic cutting gun equipped with a grinding wheel blade was aimed at the small piece of mesh wall, and the two blades started working at the same time. The huge noise was swallowed by the speeding train, and several people stood a little farther away to avoid being caught. Burned by the scattered sparks, it was cut out of a square iron net and fell slowly. Before landing, it was caught by the other two mechanical arms of the self-supporting machine and moved into the carriage.

The three people who were still outside the network wall walked into the Yanzhong Cemetery one by one after the self-supporting machine passed.

"Every two people are separated by five meters, start searching and pay attention to safety."

After Kamijou Touma arranged the forward search formation, he raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the portable terminal—it was around three o'clock in the morning.

The cemetery in the autumn night reveals a gloomy atmosphere. The half-withered weeds are slightly yellowed, and the leaves blown by the wind fall from the sky from time to time. The light of the flashlight reveals a gloomy atmosphere in the darkness. In white, the tombstones and stone roads that were suddenly illuminated looked like ghosts floating around.

Occasionally, the sound of birds flapping their wings can be heard on the branches, and the disturbed mice run away from the field of vision at a speed that is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"That..." Jiebiao Danxi stopped suddenly, pointing her trembling fingers at something in the distance: "Is that it?"

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing at, and then inhaled in unison:

Under the dark night, on the branches of the sycamore tree with withered and yellow leaves constantly falling, hangs something that looks like an old cloth bag or a plastic doll. It has long black hair fluttering in the autumn wind and wears a dirty uniform shirt. , and the gray skirt that kept rustling.

The girl who resembled a human being but couldn't feel the human breath was wrapped around her neck by a rope and hung on a fragile branch. Losing her own limbs, the clotted blood dried on the cuffs of her summer uniform and the dirty skirt, black as ink.

She seemed to be standing there quietly, gently swaying her body with non-existent hands and feet.

Jiebiao Danxi took a small step back, but she seemed to trip over something and almost fell to the ground. After she stabilized her body, she found a dark blue student satchel lying at her feet, and a small gap was opened from it. The girl's blood-stained fingers protruded from the zipper.

Danxi Jiebiao, whose eyes were glued to that finger, suddenly felt his stomach churning, not because of how horrible or disgusting the scene before him was, but because of the greatest malice that human beings can show to others. Shocking.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu put away his frivolous and dishonest demeanor for a rare moment, stared at the poor girl with mutilated body, and let out a heavy and sad sigh.

Kamijou Touma's five fingers holding the flashlight were so hard that they were about to break, unknown anger was churning in his chest, but he continued to assign tasks in a calm voice as much as possible:

"Tsuchimikado and Jiebiao Danxi set up self-supporting machines and cordoned off the scene to protect the scene. Haiyuan and Yifang Accelerator followed me to investigate the corpse."

There are paths paved with stone slabs in this area, so the forensics self-supporting machine finally has a chance to show its talents. The small robot, like a busy worker bee in a hive, started working seriously immediately after being activated, but the corpse suspended in mid-air Still need to rely on human inspection.

Although he did show surprise at the moment he saw the corpse, Mitsuki Unabara didn't have any special feelings, and he didn't have any obvious resistance to approaching the corpse. When he held up the flashlight to look at the girl's cheek, he A single syllable came out of the mouth: "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Accelerator, who was looking at the rope with a flashlight, was attracted.

"This girl's eyes...are they open?" Mitsuki Kaihara gave up an empty seat in doubt and motioned for him to come and watch.

"It's not unusual for a hanged person to protrude his eyes and stick out his tongue..." Accelerator stopped suddenly in the middle of his words. He stretched out his hand, touched the girl's already stiff eye muscles, and said:

"Her eyelids were cut off."

"Wait a minute." Jiebiao Danxi, who was standing on the peripheral machine, inadvertently turned around and saw something that had been ignored before. She pointed at the feet of Accelerator and Mitsuki Haiyuan: "You two, stepped on the ground. what."

Fang Accelerator lowered his head upon hearing this, and aimed the flashlight at the ground.

There is indeed something on the ground that has been ignored as a shadow because of the dangling flashlight light. At first glance, it looks like a rope as thick as an adult's palm, but it doesn't have the volume that a rope should have. Instead, it looks like a painting on the ground. line.

Mitsuki Unabara and Accelerator took five steps back almost at the same time. As the distance increased, the thing on the ground also changed from a meaningless straight line to a patchwork of patterns or symbols.

The first is a strange sign that looks like a Greek letter 'λ', followed by a 'y' that looks like an English handwriting or an elongated 'u' at the end, and the last one is obviously an 'M'.

The girl whose cervical spine was broken due to the rope around her neck hangs her head unnaturally, and the eyes that can only be opened wide due to the loss of eyelids happened to be looking at the strange pattern on the ground.

This symbol...

A strange chill suddenly climbed up Accelerator's back, causing him to shake as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"what happened?"

Accelerator waved stiffly away Kamijou Touma who came to inquire, walked towards the girl's body step by step, stood under the branch where she was suspended and turned around. At this moment, his eyes reflected The pattern that the girl had been staring at, or rather, the question appeared——

h, y.

"Why?"

He saw that the lips of the girl who couldn't close her eyes were stitched together by white thread.

Accelerator laughed, showing a distorted smile almost insanely. Under everyone's surprised eyes, he stretched out his hand to hold the girl's chin, tore off the suture thread, put two fingers into the mouth of the dead body, and took out A piece of waterproof treated paper was printed on it with a very familiar letter: A in red ink.

The finger was pulled out by the extremely slender silk thread, and the blood dripped down the red 'A' along the fingertip, but Accelerator couldn't feel it, he just stood there silently without any reaction.

His nightmares are back.

Or should I say, the dream that has been warm and illusory all this time is finally about to wake up.