Four police cars finally arrived at the scene and parked on the side of the road.

The policemen quickly got out of the car and took action.

Someone dispersed the onlookers and resumed traffic.

Someone opened the yellow and black cordon.

Someone was holding a camera and shooting the scene.

The yellow and black cordons opened, the crowd was evacuated, and the blocked traffic began to recover.

Morishita policeman looked at the corpse pressed against the stone, and couldn't hide his irritability, "What's going on recently? Homicide cases have occurred frequently. It was Shinjuku a while ago, but now there is Ikebukuro again."

Those bastards can't hide if they kill people.

The noise was so big, I was afraid no one knew that people were dead here, right?

The gun field property case in the morning was the same.

Recently, young people really don’t know what they think in their heads.

He kept complaining in his heart, and suddenly he smelled a faint smell of woman on his nose.

Morishita police officer turned around and saw a very sexy woman standing behind her, her expression turned soft, and said, "Miss, there is a murder case here. You should not get too close to avoid having nightmares at night."

Daoyugen Awula took out his ID from his bag and said coldly: "I am the chief of the special department, Daoyugen Awula, from now on, I will be in charge of this case. You must follow my orders."

"Teko?"

As soon as he heard the name of this department, Morishita's police department became serious and he was about to enter the backbone management of the Metropolitan Police Department.

There is a vague rumor about the jurisdiction of the Special Corps.

"I understand, I firmly obey the section chief's order."

"Okay, go around and make a detailed record, hand it over to me, and then take the body away."

Daoyugen Awula gave a few simple orders, turned around, and planned to drive his car over.

"Hi." Morishita's police department replied in full spirit. He was only 30 years old, unmarried, and had a little handsome appearance.

Maybe I can take this opportunity to have a soft meal.

Jump directly to the senior management of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Just thinking about it, a sense of motivation surged from his body.

Kuroki glanced at the man who was trapped in fantasy, shook his head, raised his heels, and asked, "Who did you guess that killed Okamoto Kuchiji?"

Daoyugen Awula's head side, her long blue and black hair sprinkled on her shoulders, and her eyes were silent: "Do you suspect that I informed my companion to kill?"

"Haha, how is that possible?" Kuroki shook his head and said seriously: "I believe in you, just want to ask a professional like you to see who can do it."

"It's too little intelligence, so it's hard for me to make inferences."

Daoyugen Awula shook her head and walked back to the side of the car. When she touched the door with her hand, it was a little hot.

Black Wood's eyes narrowed slightly.

Rukia patted his waist and signaled him not to stare at someone else's butt.

Kuroki glared at me, what did the little girl know? He was thinking about serious issues.

Just now I came here, but the person there died.

Saying it is a coincidence? It is a bit too coincidental.

Daoyugen Awula may not be bad, and Takayashihida, who is hidden behind her, is definitely a bad embryo.

She followed Tsunaya Yoshida again, so it became normal for her to do bad things.

Kuroki scratched his head, there was too little information and he couldn't make up for it. He was not the kind of person who used intelligence as his selling point.

Faced with this chaotic situation, I really don’t know what to do.

"It's so hot outside, don't you get in the car?"

Daoyugen Awula asked.

"Previous." Kuroki put aside those worries and smiled, and could only take one step at a time.

There were no pedestrians on the road, so he opened the car door casually and sat in.

Rukia followed her up, closed her hand, raised the window with her hand, and said proudly: "Senior, look, I will shake it too."

Kuroki reached out and rubbed her head, "You are so smart."

"Don't touch my head!" She patted Heimu's hand away, her eyes widening.

"Okay, I was wrong."

Kuroki admitted his mistake casually.

The car slowly moved forward and stopped outside the cordon.

After waiting for a while, Morishita's police department walked out of the apartment with sweat.

She waved down the car window and waved, "Have the transcript been completed?"

"Section Chief, it's all here."

Morishita police department took out a small notebook for recording and wanted to tell the story of his own case handling.

Daoyugen Awula took the small notebook and rolled up the car window, completely ignoring her intention.

She never talks about human nature, she only knows whether she needs to pay attention to it.

Kuroki stood up from the back seat, leaned forward, and followed her to read the transcript.

Open the book, and the first page records the Q&A between Morishita's police and his neighbor Takahashi.

Neighbor Takahashi said that he was going to watch a funny show at 3:30 at that time. Hearing a rumbling outside, someone shouted that he was killing someone.

He ran out and saw the door opposite him breaking open, the house was also messy, and most of the walls collapsed towards the road, and a black shadow suddenly disappeared.

My neighbor Mitsui said that it was too hot, so she went to buy ice cream for her son. When she came back, she saw a strange silver-haired man.

The reason why she is strange is that she has lived in this apartment for two years and has never seen a silver-haired tenant.

The silver-haired man was going up the stairs very quickly. As soon as the aunt walked to the entrance of the stairs, she heard a rumbling sound and the person flew out.

She shouted, killing people.

Neighbor Matsuma said...

"These people's words are the most useful things that the aunt said. The silver-haired man is wearing a vest, work pants, black boots and strong body.

Is there any fighting player in the Fighting League that meets this criteria?”

Kuroki asked, and the strong hot breath blew on her face, a little itchy.

"There are three silver-haired fighters, but intelligence shows that none of them are involved in the event."

"Is it possible that someone is smuggling over?"

"The possibility is very low." Daoyugen Awula replied.

Kuroki sat down and said distressedly: "Does there be any silver hair in Japan, a very powerful guy?"

Daoyugen Awula pondered for a little while, thought of someone, and asked, "Do you know the underground arena?"

Kuroki nodded and said, "Didn't it meant that the 1964 Olympic Games have not been held again after the accident."

"How could such a competition involving huge interests stop for an accident?

Only by letting those bad guys lose money 100% can they stop hosting underground arenas.”

Daoyugen Awula paused and said, "A man swept the newly established underground arena, leaving the competition without any suspense, and the organizer lost all his money.

He also threatened that whoever set up an underground arena would definitely participate, so that others would give up the idea of ​​holding it."

Kuroki urged, "Stop Moji, who is that man?"

"Liuche Quanxi, it is said that he has silver hair and a burly body. He likes to wear vests and work pants.

He is not a member of the Fighting Alliance, and his whereabouts are very mysterious. Tekko once wanted to track it, but he was easily dumped."

"..." Hei Mu's face was a little complicated.

Daoyugen Awula turned around and said, "Do you know him?"

"If you don't know me, I just think this guy's name is so domineering."
Chapter completed!