When it was dark, the mountain detective yawned and sat up from the passenger seat and took off the newspaper covering his face.

　　 In order to prevent things from being transferred in the karaoke room, Shiratori and Takayama were on the scene yesterday.

　　 It was the first time to deal with a case sleeping in a car like this, according to the Shiratori Interpol, after the climax of the student movement.

　　 The Gaoshan Interpol has only joined the Metropolitan Police Department for a few years, so naturally he has never experienced that time.

　　 This is a very unforgettable experience for him.

　　 Because he had a stiff neck, his neck hurts as soon as he sits up like it will break off in the next second.

　　 He endured the severe pain, turned his neck and finally found a not so painful angle, so he opened the door and got off the car.

　　The Shiratori detective took off his coat and was doing stretching exercises by the car. When he saw Gaoshan getting off the car like this, he laughed: "I'm stiffened? The first time I did this, it was the only way to go."

　　 "Honda actually said that their seats are comfortable enough to sleep on!" Takayama complained.

　　 "Satisfaction, we didn't even have a flat chair back then. We all sat and fell asleep. We didn't get enough sleep at all. When we fell asleep, we hit the car window with our heads, woke up again, and continued to sleep in a daze.

　　The Shiratori detective recalled that Yoshiaki Shimakata came over with a pineapple bun that he didn’t know where he bought: “Come on, you guys have some. This morning may be very busy. It’s important to replenish energy in advance.”

　　 Shiratori unceremoniously took the pineapple buns, and watched the "highlight" karaoke room while eating.

　　 This is an old warehouse converted facility. The warehouse has been built for many years. It is the only reinforced concrete building in the whole street. It is mixed with old wooden buildings, and it is not very conspicuous.

　　 Maybe it’s because of the messy billboards on the side facing the street?

　　 These billboards, like a layer of "camouflage", hide the old warehouse.

　　 Shiratori Akira detective always felt that someone was looking at him from the old warehouse.

　　 No matter what, the mystery of this old warehouse can be revealed this morning.

Yoshiaki Shimakata continued to divide the pineapple buns in his hands. After securing one man, he returned to Shiratori and looked at today’s "hunting ground" together and said: "I always feel that the key evidence we are looking forward to has been destroyed or transferred. ."

　　 "Didn't the surrounding residents say that they didn't see any suspicious large objects entering or leaving this warehouse?" Shiratori Akira asked back.

　　 Shima Fang Yoshiaki shrugged.

At this time, the voices of other people got into Shiratori's ears: "It is entirely possible that it was transferred from the underground waterway. You two should be people who have experienced the student movement era. The students transported Molotov through the underground waterway. Cocktail, forgot?"

Yoshiaki Shimakata glanced at the speaker and replied: "Of course I did not forget, but we can only arrange checkpoints according to the underground waterway blueprint of the district archives. If they have any secret passages, we can't help it. After all, no one can do it. In terms of hole-punching experience, it's better than'mouse'."

　　 Shiratori Akira nodded to the speaker: "Morning, Aranaki. Who is next to you?"

　　Arajuan: "I'm about to introduce. This is a newcomer promoted from data analysts in my department, called Gusado Saburo. I think his talents are very useful for detecting the case at hand."

　　 "Well." Shiratori didn't seem to believe that this gongan, who had long curly hair and looked like a rock youth, could be of any benefit to the detection of the case, but he reached out his hand.

　　 Gusado Saburo held his hand: "Senior Shiratori."

　　 "Do you also play rock and roll?" Shiratori asked.

　　 "No. My long hair is just because I always forget to get a haircut." Tasaburo said, "What's the situation now?"

　　 "Waiting for a search warrant, we suspect that the warehouse across the street is hiding evidence vital to the detection of a serial homicide."

　　 "What kind of evidence is it?" Tasaburo continued to ask, but Shiratori shrugged, "I don't know. I have to see what was found."

　　 Huang Juan suddenly said: "If you have items related to welfare technology, please take it away as evidence."

　　 Shiratori frowned: "It's okay to take it away, after all, the search warrant is about to come down. But after the investigation is taken away, if there is insufficient evidence to prove that it is an important exhibit, it must be returned to others."

"Don't worry. At that time, Gongan will use independent investigation authority to remove it from the evidence department of Sakurada Gate." Aramaki said as he took the cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth. "If someone comes to ask, just let him. Come to gongan class 9 to get it."

　　The Shiratori detective raised his eyebrows: "It's nice that the agents don't care about the law."

　　 After he finished speaking, he took out a match, slashed to Huangjuan and put the cigarette on.

After 　　, he ate up the pineapple buns in his hand in two bites, and took out the cigarettes, leaned in front of Huang Juan, and lit them with the cigarette butts.

　　 Shiratori Akira: "What is the origin of this welfare technology? KGB opened it?"

　　 "No, at least I can't see it now. They look like an ordinary company that sells physiotherapy equipment. At most, they sell physiotherapy equipment a little bit... They call direct sales. Have you seen their direct sales meeting?"

　　 Shiratori shook his head: "No."

　　 "You'd better ask your parents. Welfare Technology's direct sales meetings are often targeted at the elderly. Some elderly people have to bring four or five physiotherapy devices to a direct sales meeting, and then recommend them to friends and relatives."

The Shiratori detective frowned: "What you said... My dad really seems to be using a new type of physiotherapy recently. My eldest son who was in college also quarreled with my dad for this. Originally, their grandparents and grandchildren had a good relationship. Now."

　　 Huang Juan vomited a smoke ring: "Then you'd better check it carefully when you go home."

　　 "Is this... a terrible physiotherapy device?" Shimakata Yoshiaki asked next to him, "I seem to have heard my wife say that I have seen an advertisement on the circulation board that I don't know who posted it."

　　 Japan’s grassroots communities are dominated by various self-government associations, and then there is a circulation board system for housewives.

　　 The vast majority of Japanese women in this era don’t go out to work. After doing housework, they spend their time on TV at lunchtime and community activities.

　　 The circulation board is a notepad used to inform the community about various activities. The housewives of one family come to the next door to pass the board after reading it, which is a chance for the housewives to get to know each other and socialize.

　　Huang Juan is stunned: "Starting to post advertisements on the circulation board? Welfare Technology's penetration in grassroots communities is deeper than expected. But just buying a physiotherapy device is not a big problem.

　　 "We have disassembled and checked the three types of physiotherapy equipment operated by Welfare Technology, which are devices that use heat, vibration and microwave to reduce muscle fatigue. If you go home at night, if your muscles are sore, you can even use it yourself."

"Then I don't understand. You are spies, counterintelligence, and counterterrorism. Why are you paying so much attention to a company that sells physical therapy equipment? Even if they have problems with their sales methods, it is a matter of investigation, right?" Shiratori asked .

　　Arakan pondered it, and glanced at Tasaburo, who turned his head and looked away, which meant "I don't know what you said".

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Huang Juan said: "We suspect that welfare technology is an emerging religion. The sale of physical therapy equipment is their cover."

　　 "Is this religion a terrible one?" the detective Shiratori asked.

　　 Huang Juan: "I don't know, but if this serial killing is related to Welfare Technology, then you can be sure that they are a very bad one.

　　 "I was also looking through the dossier, and suddenly I found some previous cases, which seemed to be a bit involved with them, and then I began to doubt.

　　 "But I have no real evidence."

　　 At this time, the mountain detective who was still fighting with the stiff neck suddenly said: "I thought gongan doesn't need evidence."

　　 "If it's something like the stolen missiles from a US military base, we really don't need evidence to take action." Aramaki said in a self-deprecating tone, "but there is nothing about the US military this time."

　　 At this time, a car rushed toward them along the road at a very high speed, and then braked sharply.

　　 The tires rubbed up the smoke and dust on the old road surface, and the harsh braking sound almost pierced Shiratori’s tympanic membrane.

　　 Before the car was completely stopped, Keishi Kota opened the door from the co-pilot's position and held up the document in his hand: "The search warrant is here! There is also an arrest warrant for the organizer of the gang fight last night!"

"Oh! It's early this time! Did those guys at the desk take the wrong medicine today?" Shimakata Yoshiaki said, throwing the pineapple buns that he had not eaten into his car without wiping his mouth, clapping his hands and shouting. "Work started! Everyone wakes up!"

　　The Shiratori detective stepped forward and took the search warrant. After careful confirmation, he took it and walked to the warehouse across the road.

　　The mountain detective hurried to follow, but his neck continued to tilt to one side due to the pain of the stiff neck, looking like a ghost that would appear in an urban strange talk.

　　 The person across from the warehouse seemed to be ready, and opened the door without waiting for Shiratori to knock on the door.

The lead singer of 　　URB walked out with a look of twilight, staring at the Shiratori detective like a walking dead.

　　 Shiratori Criminal Police: "You have been arrested, you have the right to choose to be silent, but every word you say will become a testimony in court."

　　 The URB lead singer didn't say a word, just stretched out his hands and quietly waited for the detective to put himself in handcuffs.

　　**

　　 Kazuma wakes up, refreshed.

　　 He got dressed, he couldn't wait to leave the room, ran to the dojo, opened the door to the courtyard, and looked at the cherry blossom trees outside.

　　 "Strange, why...the same as usual?"

　　 He scratched his head and muttered to himself.

　　 came the voice of Jinguji Tamamo, "What are you expecting?"

　　 "This... Generally speaking, after experiencing last night, I should see a whole new world today!"

"You mean, the newly built Federation starship in the distant sky is slowly lifting off?" Tamamo came to Kazuma and looked at the cherry trees outside with Kazuma, jokingly. .

"No, although I look at this scene, but the technology is obviously not enough now. I mean, you see, I can be considered a person who knows the existence of the mysterious side. I shouldn't see some ordinary people who can't see it. Something?

　　 "For example, the little chinchillas playing in the yard, the dust monsters hiding in the corners like briquettes, and the cat bus that can run on telephone poles..."

　　 "Little monsters basically don't exist anymore. As I said yesterday, the mystery is now a residue that is not even needed for deliberate burial. It is hard to imagine that there will be a special battle force to protect Tokyo in the Taisho era."

　　 Kazuma glanced at Tamamo, "Is that combat unit called the Huajian regiment?"

　　 "No. Why do you look disappointed?"

"No, that's all about your illusion." Kazuma stretched his waist as he said, looked at the scenery in front of him as usual, without the slightest mystery, and sighed heavily, "There is no magical color, but I am looking forward to it. ."

　　 "Kazuma, look at me." Tamamo said softly.

　　 Kazuma turned to look at her, and found that she had put out the fox ears again, and both hands pinched the gesture representing the fox. When she met her eyes, she uttered the Japanese fox cry: "Empty!"

　　 Kazuma feels his heart rate has suddenly increased, but his mouth expresses his last stubbornness in a disgusting tone:

　　 "What cute old ladies sell."

　　 Yuzao pursed his lips and put down his hands, but suddenly thought of something, and asked with a grin, "Don't you touch it, ears."

　　 Kazuma stared at the flexible fox ears, and finally reached out his hand.

　　 Under the furry touch, there is the unique touch of thin and brittle bone...

　　 Kazuma becomes more addictive as you touch it.

　　 Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car engine, it should be Honami coming.

　　 Kazuma quickly let go.

　　 The moment he let go, his ears turned into hair and fell apart.

　　 After a while, when Honami stepped on the falling cherry blossoms that were near the end of the flowering period, she appeared in her sight, Kazuma and Tamamooka looked like they were in a normal chat.

　　Namijo Honami was about to say hello, but suddenly his eyes stopped on Tamamo's clothes.

　　 "This is... pajamas?" Honami said to herself, "Did you...sleep here yesterday?"

　　 "Stay for one night." Yuzao used short words to highlight the main points.

　　 Honami immediately carefully observed the expression in Kazuma.

　　 Yuzao: "You also come to stay one night tonight. I didn't sneak away."

　　 Kazuma pretends to look at the scenery.

　　 Honami was obviously very interested in Tamamo’s suggestion, and she thought about it for a few seconds, but then she remembered something more important and hurriedly asked:

　　 "You caused a big commotion yesterday, right?"

　　Although the transmission of information is very slow in this era, Kazuma was taken out of the police station yesterday by the Nanjo family's lawyer Kenji Komei. Of course Honami knew about it.

　　 The strange thing about Kazuma is how she didn't know until this morning. According to the idea of ​​Kazuma, Honami should have rushed over with Kenji Komei yesterday.

　　 Honami: "Last night, I joined the consortium’s social gathering and couldn’t go away. But I inquired about some weird statements. Someone suggested that I stay away from people who play music."

　　 Kazuma raised eyebrows: "Isn't this just suggesting that you leave me."

　　 "I thought the same at the beginning, but the one who reminded me was a lawyer named Shiba Yutahisa. I checked the guest registration and invitation release records, and this one came in with a friend, not on our invitation list.

　　 "I remember that the Jun Nishida you caught in the previous Kazuma was from Shibata Ikubo."

　　 Kazuma looks serious.

　　 Honami continued: "So I think this is not reminding me to keep my distance from you, but reminding me not to get involved too much in the Kandagawa refrigerator corpse serial murder case."

　　 "It is possible." Kazuma agreed, "It is even possible, through you, to warn me not to get involved too deeply."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Tamazo took over: "Moreover, they may still hint that if you intervene too deeply in Kazuma, Honami is in danger."

　　 Honami was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? Me? This, how do you think Chiyoko is more dangerous? It was her who was **** last time. Also, if I'm dangerous, won't you be as dangerous as eggs?"

　　 Yuzao smiled slightly: "If I just protect myself, I should be fine."

　　 Kazuma suddenly became a little curious about how strong Yuzao can protect himself now, and asked: "Can you still carry a 46cm cannon now?"

　　 "What are you talking about, I couldn't hold it in the first place, and I couldn't hold it from the moment it was created. Now, it can probably withstand Zaku's machine gun?"

　　 got it, Kazuma got it, in the future, if you encounter a rain of bullets, you can tie Yuzao to a wooden board as a shield.

　　 Wait, what she just said was Rizagu's machine gun. How many millimeters of caliber is Zaku's machine gun? 80?

　　 Honami has a question mark on her face: "What are you talking about? The 46cm cannon?"

　　 She glanced down.

　　 "Then what," Kazuma hurriedly explained, "I'm not talking about length, but caliber."

　　 Honami was shocked: "Caliber?"

　　 Then she suddenly realized that she was thinking of something wrong, her face flushed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "This...Isn't this the caliber of Yamato's main gun? Why did Yamato's main gun appear? What the **** is Zaku's machine gun?"

　　 "Of course I'm joking." Tamamo smiled.

　　 Honami looked at Kazuma suspiciously.

　　 "I always feel...you two are closer than before," she throws a straight ball. "In the past, the egg only existed for granted, occupying the position next to Kazuma, but now..."

　　 "I'm still an apprentice of Kazuma, just like you." Tamamo said.

　　 Kazuma changed the topic: "In short, Honami, you have to be careful these days. It's best to stay with the Suzuki butler. After you explain the situation to your grandpa, he should agree."

　　 Honami nodded: "Understood. I will go back and persuade Grandpa to let Butler Suzuki be with me until you solve the matter."

　　 Kazuma originally thought that Honami would use Suzuki butler's company affairs and other reasons to excuse it, but she did not expect that she simply agreed.

　　 It seems that the words of my master are more useful than I thought.

　　 At this time, Chiyoko's voice came from the room: "It's going to start! Is Honami here too? Let's eat together!"

　　 Honami replied, "I see."

　　 Then she glanced at Kazuma, bent down and took off her shoes to the edge.

　　 Honami bent over and picked up the shoes she had taken off, and said to Kazuma, "I will put this in the hallway."

　　 After speaking, she took the lead to walk into the house.

　　 Kazuma pulled Tamamo, who was about to enter the house, and asked in a low voice, "How much do you have now? I have a good idea."

　　 "When the mystery is not involved, I am an ordinary female high school student-I mean, a female college student." Tamasa paused and added, "It's just harder to die.

　　 "However, for a Juggernaut-level guy like Soichiro Uesugi, with a famous sword in hand, even in its heyday, I can only use magical skills. Now most of the spells have become tasteless, and I basically can only run."

　　 Kazuma nodded.

　　 Yuzao: "Don't think about using me as a shield. I'll die, let you see it."

　　 Kazuma rubbed her head roughly: "I know, I know, if you don't say that, I won't throw my heart to block the gun. I mean all of you."

　　 After all, I Kiryuu Kazuma is a hero, so I should take care of everything myself.

　　 Kazuma thought so.

　　**

　　URB band practice room.

　　Although the search is still going on, I have already seen the police departments in every room of the entire karaoke room gather together-a more careful search is not up to their turn to conduct specific operations.

　　 "Isn't this something that is completely prohibited." Shimakata Yoshiaki complained, "There is no corpse, no anesthetic, and the little blood found looks like a nosebleed..."

　　 Shiratori frowned and asked, "Huangjuan is still searching? Let gongan participate in our search blatantly, will there be opinions on it?"

Shimakata Yoshiaki shrugged: "I think the above is also eager to find a breakthrough. After all, this search has completely fallen into a dead end. The good news is that the media is a little tired. After a while, the search will probably turn to a normalized search? "

　　 On the Japanese side, there are some unsettled cases with huge influence, and its search headquarters will exist until the case exceeds the retrospective period.

However, in general, the search headquarters of these cases will not deploy too much force. The search is also a so-called "normalized search." In simple terms, it means "we are doing this but there is no guarantee that there will be a result." Work hard to solve the case" attitude.

　　 If the criminal police responsible for this kind of search accidentally made some breakthrough and found clues to solve the case before the retrospective period of the case expired, then of course the Japanese police would appear to be very powerful.

　　 But in most cases of this kind, the retrospective period passed silently in the end, and the search headquarters was quietly disbanded.

　　No one will be dealt with-I have searched for so long~lightnovelpub.net~You still have to deal with me, are you honest?

　　 This case will probably turn into this state after the heat of the media has passed.

　　 Whether Shiratori or Island, it's all old oil, this time I already had such a mental preparation.

　　 Because of this, there is a tacit atmosphere between the two.

　　Shima Fang Yoshizhao sighed: "The price of becoming a policeman is the gradual disappearance of the heart of justice. It's ironic to think about it carefully."

　　 "Suddenly become philosophical? I don't remember that you are a professional group from college." Shiratori teased.

　　 "Wow, I also read books, Roman Roland or something."

After 　　 Shima Fang Yoshiaki finished speaking, he saw Huang Juan walking out of the preparation room of the karaoke room with the evidence bag.

　　 "Why, did you find it?" he asked.

　　 Aramaki raised the evidence bag so that Yoshiaki Shiragata and Akira Shiratori could see the contents clearly.

　　 Inside is a physical therapy device.

　　 Huang Juan opened the mouth and said: "One of the physiotherapy devices sold by Welfare Technology. Ask the URB band members. They will probably say that it was bought to treat myosinephritis."

　　 "Then you still collect?" Shiratori asked.

　　 "Maybe we can find strange fingerprints or hair on it? Also, if my hunch is correct, the lawyer is coming."

　　 "Which lawyer?" Shimakata Yoshiaki looked inexplicable.

　　 At this time, his partner Keishi Yukada hurriedly walked over and said in a low voice, "A lawyer came outside, and his name was Shiba Idahisa."

　　Shimakata Yoshiaki and Shiratori Akira look at Aranaki together.

　　 "I'm talking about him." Aramaki said.