Shimao Akimura is a detective at the Ginza Police Station.

Today was his unlucky day. Not only did he have to work hard to lead the police force in the middle of the night, but he also had to stand in the cold wind early in the morning and be scolded by the police chief.

The key is that someone under his command leaked the information, which attracted several groups of paparazzi from gossip magazines in the middle of the night, and made headlines overnight before the Metropolitan Police revealed it.

After bowing countless times, cursing and vowing to solve the case, I finally sent the police chief away.

I was planning to investigate the case quickly, but the people at the bank kept making trouble.

"Mr. Shimao," bank employees are not as polite to ordinary criminal police officers as they are to Director Sano. "The top priority now is for us to contact blasting and drilling experts to open the vault."

"However, if it is exploded, it will cause serious damage to the scene, which is very important for solving the case..."

"Haven't you been collecting evidence for most of the day? The clues that should be discovered should have been discovered long ago. Besides, don't you want to see what is inside the vault now? There may be important clues."

Although they are not as anxious as Inuya to get into the ambulance, the other staff are very anxious now.

After viewing the surveillance video, it was determined that the thief was only carrying a backpack when he left the vault, and the backpack did not appear to be heavy.

Therefore, the perpetrator should not have taken away too much cash or gold. The most likely possibility is that he took away the valuables stored in the customer's safe in the vault.

As a reputable and powerful bank, they must find out which customer the stolen items belong to as soon as possible and make a proper accounting.

After some negotiations, the police gave in and agreed to let several experts enter the scene to "clear the passage." Since it involved a sensitive place like a vault, the bank president even came to visit in person.

While the experts were working, the police temporarily withdrew from the underground passage. Some police officers returned to the police station to carry out follow-up work.

Shimao led several police officers to stay at the scene and maintain order outside the hall.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shimao walked to a deserted corner and lit a cigarette. While smoking, he recalled the results of the on-site investigation.

According to colleagues in the forensics department, the scene was “too clean”.

Not even a useful fingerprint or a useful hair can be found.

Some fabric fibers found on the bodies of the two bank employees who were attacked are already the biggest harvest.

But this kind of thing is actually very limited in helping to identify the murderer.

As for the stone in the vault, it's incredible.

It can be seen from the surveillance that it only takes a few minutes for the other party to enter the vault and come out. Is that stone portable and inflatable?

It's a pity that the cameras inside the vault were completely destroyed.

He really wanted to know how the prisoner did it. Not just as a criminal policeman, but as an ordinary person, he also wanted to know the secret of this "magic".

"Sorry, you can't go in now." Halfway through the cigarette, Shimao heard the voice of his colleague and quickly pinched off the cigarette butt.

"What happened?" Shimao asked.

"Shimao-senpai, these two people just broke into our blockade." Oda Kazuichi pointed at the man and woman in front of him.

"It's so rude," said the woman in a brown suit. "We just walked in normally. It doesn't count as an intrusion."

"Generally speaking, if you walk into an area blocked by the police, it is considered as an 'intrusion.'" Shimao responded in a nonchalant manner, "I'm sorry, ma'am, but please cooperate with the police and leave as soon as possible."

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"Didn't those few people also go in just now? They also brought a bunch of machines with them. Are they not the police?" the woman said dissatisfiedly.

"That's the expert we invited. He will be of some help to the on-site investigation. Anyway, please leave as soon as possible." Shimao was a little impatient. Dealing with these ordinary people watching the excitement is also one of the compulsory courses for criminal police. But almost all night

Encountering this kind of thing after not taking any rest still made his mood fluctuate a bit violently.

At this time, the man next to the woman spoke.

"Officer, please allow me to introduce myself." The man touched the brim of his hat. He was wearing a Sherlock Holmes-style deerstalker hat.

"I, Yusaku Kudo, am a detective. This is my assistant, Ms. Yamagishi. We are really curious about this case, and we also want to do our best to provide some help to the police."

"Investigating extramarital affairs is your profession, don't cause trouble." Hearing that the other party was a detective, Shimao lost all his patience and waved his hand to drive him away.

"Don't be so unkind." Zhuge Ping put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat and took out...an apple.

"I didn't bring any other gifts, so I had to make do. Anyway, I wish you a happy birthday. It's really hard to work at this time."

"How do you know?" Shimao looked a little confused. "Did you tell him?" he asked his colleagues.

Colleagues all shook their heads.

"Don't be surprised, it's just a detective's trick." Zhuge Ping said, "After all, in novels, if you can't see through personal privacy at a glance and embarrass the person involved by telling it in person, then you can't be called a detective, right?"

"Perhaps you are really capable," Shimao said more politely, perhaps because he was stunned by the tricks of "Yusaku Kudo" in front of him, "but according to the regulations, we cannot let you enter the scene, so please come back.

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"At least accept the apples. Don't worry, I won't poison the apples."

Shimao hesitated for a moment, took the apple, and took a bite. Maybe he was really hungry after a busy night, and he felt that this apple was particularly sweet. "If it is really a poisonous apple, I can take a rest from get off work." He said. Said "Then wait for the passing princess to kiss me awake, preferably one that looks like Sophie Marceau."

Zhuge Ping turned around and made a gesture of leaving, but quickly turned back.

"I'd like to ask," he said, "have you not figured out the meaning of 'Jacob Frye' yet?"

"What do you mean?" Shimao frowned.

"That's not a random pseudonym. If you can know the deeds of Jacob in history, it might be helpful in solving the case." Zhuge Ping said. "Yamagishi, leave your business card for the detective.

Sir."

Shimao hesitated for a moment, then took the business card, "Dolphin Hotel?" he asked.

"I will use this hotel as my office for the time being. If you contact Ms. Yamagishi, you can find me." Zhuge Ping said.

The two left slowly. After reaching the corner of the street, Yamagishi breathed a sigh of relief. "I was scared to death. You never told me that you were going to do this before. I almost exposed the secret." She said a little coquettishly.

Complaining.

"But aren't you coping well? Assistant lady."

"So, what is Mr. Detective's plan?"

"Don't you want to go see the scene? If everything goes well, it won't be long before the detective will come to invite us."

"But the scene should have been cleaned up by then."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy. It's estimated that the scene will have to be preserved for many days."

"How do you know?"

"A detective's little trick." Zhuge Ping said.

"By the way, how do you know his birthday? I mean the detective."

"It's Mr. Shimao. Actually, I just guessed and tested it. It doesn't matter if the test fails, but I succeeded by luck. The suit he wore today is of good quality and should not be cheap, but the matching shirt, shoes and tie are very good.

It’s cheap, and it can be seen that he is not financially well-off. Why would such a person wear an expensive suit and go to the police?”

"Because I didn't have time to change?" Ms. Yamagishi responded quickly.

"So, what scene was he in before he went to the police? It must have been an important occasion, and he put on a suit that he made for the occasion. I noticed that there were a small amount of fine sequins on the surface of his suit and in his hair. It was that

Something common in hand-pulled firecrackers. It can be seen that it was a celebratory occasion. There were yellow stains splattered on his collar, which looked very much like the traces of dried butter. So, what kind of celebratory occasion is important to him and he will make it his own

How about enjoying the fun of cream cake batter on your face?"

"It's a birthday party!" Yamagishi said excitedly.

"It's very possible, so I tried it out." What Zhuge Ping didn't say was that he was able to accurately identify those clues in just a few minutes, all due to his "keen senses" and "detective intuition" skills.

Credit.

Yamagishi looked at Zhuge Ping and then said, "It's really impressive. Mr. Kudo is not really a detective, right? Detective Cowherd sounds like a very handsome character."

"It's nonsense, how can he be so handsome? And I've already done the detective work, so why do I still have to be a cowherd?" Zhuge Ping tried to complain.

"What a rant, I think we can form a comic group."

"You should go home and sleep now."

"I'm not going back. I'll go back to the hotel to rest. There are always so many empty rooms anyway. I have to wait for the police officer to contact me at the office. After all, I am your assistant now." Yamagishi said while shaking a picture.

The business card was given to them by Akimura Shimao.

In this way, the two of them returned to the Dolphin Hotel and rested separately.

In the evening, Sato, who was working the day shift at the hotel front desk, knocked on the door of Naomi Yamagishi's temporary resting room.
Chapter completed!