【Fantasy Pass】-Psycho Pass Banquet

The last work watched the self-supporting machine and several policemen enter and leave the student dormitory of his best friend from a distance.

The girl's room was clean and tidy, with posters on the walls and dolls on the bed, full of the youthful atmosphere that should be at this age, without any gloomy tone, which makes people unable to think of the serial couple in the notebook. The killer's twisted frenzy was hers.

Motoharu Tsuchimikado, who was kneeling on one knee and inspecting something, raised his head and gestured to Kamijou Touma without finding anything.

"Is it really okay to continue class like this?" Kamijou Touma asked the girl beside her who had stopped crying.

The last work shook his head and said, "That's fine. If I'm allowed to suspend school and stay at home, I'll be thinking wildly, and my parents will be worried."

Kamijou Touma looked at the self-supporting machine busy back and forth on the ground for a moment, and asked, "Does your sister know about this?"

"I don't know." The Last Work lowered her eyes: "My sister hasn't come home for many days. She didn't say anything, whether it was the murder case or the past. I didn't say anything until today. I understand why. It would be better for everyone to share it clearly, but..."

The last work fell silent, as if trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

You don't even need to look, just by imagining Kamijou Touma, you can guess the sad expression on the face of the girl who is drooping her head. He secretly hates himself for being powerless. Asked that sentence:

"I know it might be rude to ask. But I still have to know what happened four years ago, before your other sister was killed."

Hearing the last work, he suddenly raised his head, as if he had just met the man in front of him, his eyes filled with astonishment: "Didn't you say that the person who captured Yang Ji was a copycat? What does this have to do with Sister Meihui?"

"I must know why she died." Kamijou Toma let out a long breath, and said in a forceful voice as if he was about to make some kind of decision: "Because I don't intend to let the one who killed her go." fierce."

There is no killing intent for no reason in this world.

What is the reason for making that only girl a ray of wronged soul.

What is the reason for the serial killer who destroyed 48 people to disappear after that.

It's time for this four-year-long mistake to end.

"I don't know." The Last Work looked at the small window in Takase Yangji's room, looking at the sky with a few clouds floating outside: "The two sisters had a quarrel that day, and only sister Mikoto came back. At night Sister Meihui didn’t come back, and no one answered her cell phone. It was the same on the second day, and the third day too. Then on the fourth night, you found her body.”

Kamijou Touma didn't speak.

"At that time, I was still in the first grade of middle school. I only knew that my sister was dead and killed by someone. But no one would tell me who killed such a kind and gentle sister. Killed her Where is the murderer. Isn't the Sibyl system watching people? But why is this happening?"

The last work speaks quietly, as if stating something completely unrelated to himself:

"I always have a nightmare. In the dream, a black shadow catches me and takes me to a place where no one can find me. It's dark, cold and scary. I can't see the face of that person, so I shouted desperately, but no one came to save me. My sister probably felt the same sadness at the end of her life."

"Later, sister Meiqin was admitted to university and became a surveillance officer. I always thought that nightmare was about to end. Mr. surveillance officer, can you imagine that feeling? The first thing that comes to mind every day when you wake up and before going to bed is not to welcome the new One day, but looking forward to the arrest of the murderer who caused us so much pain. We are praying every day."

"I really want to see the murderer. What does he look like? Does he have a pair of eyes and a mouth like ordinary people? Does he breathe and walk like ordinary people? Because it's so strange, how can people kill people? Sister I have never done anything to attract people's resentment and envy, so why should I receive such unfair treatment?"

"The same goes for Yang Ji. He obviously didn't do anything to cause resentment, but suddenly disappeared from me. If even the so-called clear laws of heaven and unhappy retribution are lies, is there any need for this society to exist? Then Everybody steal! Go rob! Go kill! Go—"

Gently, Kamijou Touma's right hand rested on the shoulder of the girl beside him, and the last work shook violently, and stopped the uncontrollable shouting: "...I'm sorry."

"Maybe I'm the one to say I'm sorry."

"Nothing like that."

After saying that, the girl tugged Kamijou Touma's sleeve lightly, raised her head and asked, "Will you end this?"

"It will." Kamijou Touma said, "I assure you."

but--

Maybe he'll be the last person you want to admit to having made such a blunder.

But Kamijou Touma didn't say that but.

"Ma'am! It will be hard for us if you do this! Ma'am—!"

Anxious and panicked footsteps came from far and near, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair broke free from the struggling faculty and staff and broke into the student dormitory. The moment she saw Kamijou Touma, she felt like a drowning person grasping at straws He pulled his arm hard: "Yang Ji—are you the policeman who dealt with Yang Ji's disappearance?"

Kamijou Touma only had time to nod his head, and saw the woman in front of her knelt down with her knees on the ground:

"I beg you to save Yang Ji, she is still so young, so young—! She still has a long future to go! We can't lose this child—!"

The woman was crying, holding the five fingers of Kamijou Touma's wrist so hard that they sank deep into the skin, no matter how he and the last work around him supported, the woman knelt on the spot as if she would not give up until she got an answer, repeating the same sentence:

Save Yang Ji.

A middle-aged man also walked into the dormitory that only women were allowed to enter. He helped the crying woman from the side, and tried to show a smile that could not be called a smile: "I'm sorry, her mother is too anxious." We thought that the child would not mess around after seeing the announcement from the Security Bureau. But...but please, save her."

The parents who begged the stranger with tears made Kamijou Touma feel the pain of his heart being clenched. This is the first time he has experienced such feelings, struggling between rationality and sensibility, and being in a dilemma between morality and personal affection. , but the answer he can give is still:

"We'll do our best."

Until he left the private Tokiwadai Girls’ School and returned to the Security Bureau, Kamijou Touma still felt the stagnation in his chest. Even though it may be too late now, it was the first time he truly felt "killing someone" It's something that should never be forgiven.

This is a road of no return no matter how you try to atone for your sins.

Because it destroys not only one's life, one's hope, sorrow begets new sorrow, hatred begets new hatred, and darkness swallows all, and then falls endlessly downward.

"Strange..."

The whispering sound called Kamijou Touma back from his own world, he raised his head, and saw Motoharu Tsuchimikado and Danki Yutsubi seemed to be arguing endlessly over something.

"So you must have missed it! Otherwise, how could you not find it, meow."

"Why don't you find the reason from yourself? I have carefully opened every interview record of that girl's visit! There is no home page of a bloody serial killer at all!"

"That's why I've read everything carefully! There's no problem at all!"

"Then you think the girl who reported the crime is lying?"

The voices arguing with each other became louder, and Kamijou Touma separated the two people one from the left and one from the right before the verbal attack broke out into a physical conflict: "What are you arguing about? Didn't you say that you want to check Takase Yangji's interview records?" ? Why did you two end up arguing?"

"That's the problem, ah!" Tsuchimikado Motoharu sat down on the chair in a posture like riding a horse, and said, "Jiebiao and I have repeatedly checked the girl's interview records many times. I don't know what went wrong. Not even a trace of a serial killer."

"So it's because someone was distracted while working and didn't find out." Jie Biao Danxi sarcastically said.

"Hey! Are you spreading the flames of war everywhere without Accelerator?!"

Before the fight further escalated, Kamijou Touma interjected in time and said, "Then, why don't you two exchange the contents of the inspection? If you can check it out, it means that the other party is at fault."

"Ah-sama's suggestion is good to me." Tsuchimikado Motoharu nodded in praise.

But Jiebiao Danxi kicked hard to the edge of the table, let the chair she was sitting on slide away from the desk, and complained like a child: "I don't want it! I watched it for two hours and now I'm still asking me to watch it! Why? It will be so troublesome!"

The procedure does stipulate that the potential prisoners in custody can work as executive officers after meeting the standards, but there is no express requirement that they must be willing to devote their enthusiasm and energy to this dirty job, so Kamijou Touma has no position to refute the conclusion of the bid Dan-hee's sudden strike.

The case fell into a situation where there seemed to be thousands of clues but none of them were feasible. Kamijou Touma sighed and sat on his office chair. He fumbled in several pockets of his clothes, but suddenly Remembering that I had already thrown cigarettes into the trash can in front of someone.

So the pain invaded his mind more slowly.

"Surveillance Officer—" At this moment, a faint call suddenly came from outside the sliding automatic door, and the owner of the voice paused halfway as if he was frightened by the silent and decadent atmosphere in the room: "Wow ...What's going on here? Everyone's energy value seems to have become a negative number."

Kamijou Touma slowly moved his legs and turned the chair to the side facing the door.

Risho Uiharu, a tech support girl wearing a wreath, looks at him worriedly.

Kamijou Touma thought about the indecent sitting posture of himself slumped on the chair in a big character shape. After all, he straightened his back in order to save a little bit of face as a senior. Then he turned his head, and as expected, he saw that his two colleagues also Invariably, they fell to their positions like discouraged balls. This situation makes people wonder whether the first series is only one step away from disbanding.

"Ahem, I encountered a little difficulty." Kamijou Touma hurriedly stood up to block Uiharu Shiri's sight: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, it's something the inspector entrusted to me." Hatsuharu Shiri put a paper folded in two into Kamijou Touma's hand, and said with a smile, "This kind of communication is a bit like a spy story."

"Thank you." Kamijou Touma gratefully put away the things the girl gave him.

Just as Uiharu Shiri bowed to say goodbye and was about to leave, Kamijou Touma suddenly remembered something and said:

"Wait a moment--"

"Huh?" The girl turned her head to look at him strangely.

Kamijou Touma weighed his words, and said slowly: "It may be strange to ask... I was wondering, is there a website that won't leave traces of the user's previous visits after logging in?"

"Probably something like the so-called traceless browsing in the past? Companies that do have apps will focus on gimmicks such as 'no trace' and 'absolute privacy' to attract consumers, but for institutions with higher power , such as the police and the procuratorate, this level of privacy is basically deception. In other words, there is no such thing as using police privileges but not being able to find out.”

"Really..." The glimmer of hope that had been ignited was suddenly extinguished, and Kamijou Touma's shoulders slightly slumped a few centimeters.

"It's impossible to erase the records, but it's still possible to forge the records." Immediately afterwards, Hatsuharu said.

Kamijou Touma's heart moved when he heard the words: "What does that mean?"

Li Shi, played by Chuchun, explained: "I encountered this situation when I was doing technical support work in other departments. I also heard about it during the initial training. The predecessors called it Deep Web (Deep Web), and it is specifically related to the Internet of the previous generation. I don’t know the difference in terminology. To put it simply, this kind of website will use harmless web pages, such as shopping websites and exchange forums, as the superficial building, and build authentic private browsing information underneath. When checking, the first thing you see is a seemingly harmless disguise, or as long as you imagine it as a gangster trading house under a 24-hour convenience store, it is easy to understand. Most of the dark web is used for visual drugs and the like. The transaction of contraband is troublesome to investigate, and it is still in a gray area that cannot be effectively managed.”

"That's it!" Kamijou Touma couldn't help but fisted with his right hand and smashed into the palm of his left hand.

Jie Biao Danxi shrugged: "But even if you know this is the case, should you hand over the missing tens of thousands of browsing records to her alone?"

Facing the eyes focused on him, Chuchun Shili's expression was also a little difficult for a while: "This... If I want to identify the nature of the websites one by one, even if I mobilize all the members of the forensic team to check, I'm afraid I can't do it in a short time. fully resolved in time."

"Don't be so troublesome." Kamijou stood in front of the projection screen in the office with his hands folded around his chest, and gave an order to Uiharu Shiri behind him: "Project the content on the screen. Next, let me tell you. Let's do it. Can you?"

"Yes!" Chuchun Shili immediately sat down in front of the computer and began to operate it.

"Now call up all the browsing records from Takase Yoki's disappearance one month forward."

"One month? Isn't that wider than the area we searched before?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu stood up in surprise.

Kamijou Touma, who made the request, and Uiharu Shiri, who was the operator, had no time to take this issue into consideration.

"Now change the page backwards at five-second intervals." Kamijou Touma continued to order after reading the entire page from top to bottom.

"But..." Is five seconds too short?Uiharu Shiri, who was thinking of raising doubts like this, was interrupted by his boss before he could finish speaking:

"Do as I say."

"Yes."

The content on the screen changed again and again, and the onlookers Motoharu Tsuchimikado and Danxi Yubiao did not understand what was happening at the moment, they could only hear the non-stop sound of keyboards in the room, and one after another brief Order:

"All pages two to seven are excluded."

"Item 13 to No.[-] on page [-] are all excluded."

"All pages No.16 to No.20 are excluded."

……

The content of the browsing records continued to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally when there was less than a quarter left, Kamijou Touma's instruction changed: "Stop here."

He reported several records on different pages, and asked Uiharu Shiri to open them one by one for him to check, and then changed the order:

"Now find the browsing records of the 24-hour period from [-]:[-] p.m. on the day Takase Yangji disappeared to [-]:[-] the day before and show me."

"Wait a minute." The content on the screen changed in just the time Chuchun Shili said.

After reading a few pages in silence, Kamijou Touma closed his eyes as if recalling something, then walked to the projection screen and pointed to one of the records:

"it is this."

"This?" Chuchun Zhuli heard the words with a look of surprise in her eyes and clicked on the seemingly ordinary browsing record. The pop-up window showed that this was an online store specializing in fashion clothing, but she did not forget that she was at this time. He lowered his head and began to operate seriously: "I'll check right away."

"How did you do it?" Jie Biao Danxi also looked puzzled at this time: "It looks... just an ordinary shopping website?"

Kamijou Touma, who seemed to be feeling a little tired, sat down on the nearby chair, rubbed his forehead and explained, "Although it's all just speculation, what do ordinary people do first when they open a shopping website?"

Jiebiao Danxi counted one by one with her fingers: "Browse products? Buy? Pay?"

"It's about browsing products." Kamijou Touma said: "I read Takase Yoki's browsing records for three-quarters of a month. That is to say, Takase Yoki’s browsing history only stays on the homepage of the website, and he never searches or opens the detailed page of any product. He opened the website for shopping but doesn’t look at anything. This is a high school girl. That's weird enough."

"It does make sense." Tsuchimikado Motoharu nodded.

Kamijou Touma immediately said: "In addition, the last work said that Takase Yangji should have disappeared two days ago, because the murderer temporarily changed the itinerary and postponed it to yesterday, so the change happened at this agreed time. During the process, the murderer and Takase Yangji must have contacted in some way. That is to say, within these 24 hours, Takase Yangji has a high probability of landing on this website again. Comparing the two, the final conclusion is that it .”

Kamijou Touma looked up at the huge white screen.

"Come out! This is it!"

With Uiharu Shiri's surprise cry, the projection screen was dyed a suffocating black.