The city’s super-powered detective

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“It doesn’t seem like something is quite right to say that…” said Segawa nodding understandingly.

“But in the end, it’s just a little wrong, the specific situation, it is necessary to further confirm…” Fuyuma said and put Xiao Wei down, and then put on the newly purchased coat under the service of the Shimokasa sisters.

“Confirm?” Looking at Fuyuma, who seemed to be going out, Segawa asked suspiciously.

“That’s right, because in a moment, Kusuda’s parents will come to confirm the body, and we will stop by to see how they are doing…” said Fuyuma.

Immediately afterwards, everyone came to the morgue and saw a couple in their fifties, and Takagi, who was responsible for receiving the two.

“Are you sure it’s your son?” Takagi asked.

“That’s right, it’s Fangshu.” The tall, skinny man with half-white hair replied.

Sven’s dress, as well as his special temperament, makes him look like a bank worker, when in fact he is indeed the vice president of a bank branch.

The middle-aged woman next to him cried even more, and Mr. Kusuda hugged his wife tightly, silently comforting.

“Wealthy families, deputy governors of banks … Interesting unfolding. Fuyuma whispered, while hooking the corners of his mouth, revealing an interesting expression.

And this also made the hot-blooded policewoman Segawa who saw this scene frown…

After sending off the sad-looking Kusuda couple to leave, Segawa immediately asked impatiently: “Policeman, with all due respect, what you just did was really rude!” On that serious occasion, your smile is really out of place! ”

However, no one paid attention to her, only Takagi smiled bitterly.

It seems that this newcomer does not know much about the police style, but forget it, she will adapt soon. ’

And Miwako ignored Segawa and asked Fuyuma directly: “Policeman, how is the situation?” ”

“That couple, the situation is getting more and more suspicious,” Fuyuma said.

“The expressions of the parents when they faced their son’s body were really interesting, so I couldn’t help but laugh at that time.” Fuyuma turned around and explained a little.

“What’s so interesting about sad expressions?” Segawa asked.

“No, it’s not just the sad expression, I see more, but the tension that comes from motivating something to hide…” said Fuyuma, holding his chin.

“Nervousness? But what do parents need to hide when they see their son’s body? That said, it was actually just that Segawa didn’t really believe Fuyuma’s statement, otherwise she would have understood what Fuyuma was trying to say.

Although Fuyuma is a vigilante and a god who purifies the devil, it seems that it is the same for Uesegawa.

“That’s where you’re flirting next…” Fuyuma didn’t care.

The next day, however, Miwako received new news.

“So, there is actually a connection between our three victims?” Fuyuma half-leaned back in the boss’s chair and enjoyed Masashiro’s shoulder pressing.

“It is the clue provided by the second class of search, and these people are companions of the same fraud-fraud gang.” Miwako reported respectfully.

“Fraud gangs … It does look a lot like these three punks. Mixed things to do. ”

The photo shows three victims and several others gathered in a small office, each in a different posture on the phone, apparently a telephone fraud that is common in Japan.

“No wonder you can’t find out the connection between them…” said Sekawa.

“So newcomer, what did you gain?” Fuyuma then asked.

“Oh…!” Segawa hurriedly pulled out the police manual and read it.

“According to several people often enter. According to the testimony of the bartender who came out, they had a fierce altercation over sharing the loot, and their boss threatened to kill them. Segawa said in a panic, looking at him with an expression of expectant praise.

“Well done,” Fuyuma said as she wished, and as expected, she smiled that she tried to hide but unconsciously revealed.

“So Miwako, who is that guy like the leader?”

“Kenichi Yoshioka, 30 years old, is the guy with dyed yellow hair in the center of the photo.” Miwako replied.

“Then inform Twilight that they are arresting…” Fuyuma ordered casually.

“Yes!”

“Vigilant, so… Is it done? Segawa asked seemingly reluctantly.

“How, do you have any ideas?” Fuyuma asked with a smile.

“I thought, can I go to the front line…” said Segawa and lowered his head to Xiong’s mouth, immediately letting Fuyuma see the murderous part that was about to overflow.

“Don’t you think it’s like a police job?” Fuyuma did not respond directly to her request, but asked so.

“Nope!” Segawa loudly denied, but the dodging look still revealed her heart.

“What an honest woman…,” Fuyuma said with a smile, and Segawa was instantly at a loss.

At this time, Dongma didn’t seem to see her increasingly panicked expression and movements, so he stood up and walked in front of her, and sorted out the suit collar for her that seemed to have not had time to tidy up because she stayed up late yesterday.

Intentionally or unintentionally, I gently touched the elastic soft-soft.

“Vigilante Sho-sama,” Segawa said softly.

Immediately afterwards, he was interrupted by Dongma, “You can say anything you want, and I will try my best to let every subordinate exert her maximum strength and charm.” Although human beings have always been fragile and helpless, there will always be a few guys who amaze me, right? ”

“Hah…,” Segawa replied in confusion.

“Then work hard,” Fuyuma said as he walked towards the door.

“Work? What should I do? Segawa asked at a loss, as she had no idea what she was here for.

Fuyuma said without looking back, “Didn’t Miwako tell you?” “_

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