"Report to the counselor, the matter has been investigated clearly, yes... yes..."

I don’t know how long it took, but a police officer came to report to Yakushiji Ryoko. He saw two beauties with excellent temperament and appearance standing next to Yakushiji Ryoko. One of them was the new goddess of the Metropolitan Police Department. What happened next was momentary.

There are some things that are difficult to express.

The content of the investigation results was so explosive that he felt that if he spoke it out without any modification, the chapter might be banned, making the police officers afraid to speak in front of these two incredibly beautiful women for fear of saying it himself.

Later, he will be labeled as "pervert" by the two goddesses in front of him.

Yakushiji Ryoko could tell at a glance what the police officer was struggling with, and in order not to contaminate those two pure "little flowers", she very considerately moved to the corner and said to the police officer: "Come here and talk."

After the police officer was granted amnesty, he felt for the first time that the legendary "Exorcist Queen" was not so difficult to get along with, and was actually kind enough to prevent him from dying in front of two super beauties.

Of course, although Yakushiji Ryoko is also a super beauty, most of the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department have suffered from her more than once and have long since dared not treat her as a member of the opposite sex. Therefore, those who are ashamed to speak in front of women

In front of Yakushiji Ryoko, the police officer could speak out without hesitation.

Although she had a premonition early on that what happened would be bizarre, after listening to the police officer's statement about the investigation results, Yakushiji Ryoko couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette to calm down, and then she quickly remembered that she didn't even

Don't smoke...

This is too embarrassing!

Yakushiji Ryoko, who couldn't even smoke to calm down, laughed angrily.

"Ryoko, what do you think about this case? As for the fatal injury, it should be on the back of the head. There are no obvious injuries found in other places." Kujo Sakurako touched her flat belly and thought about what to do after it was done.

Should we find another place to eat something?

By the way, you should turn off your cell phone before eating, otherwise you won’t even be able to eat safely. The job of a police officer is really annoying. I am not a police officer, so why am I so busy...

"Ah, I forgot to mention it just now!" Although Kujo Sakurako was already thinking about where to go to eat, she still did not forget about her job. Ryoko Shishijiji added a piece of information, "I just found a regular polygon on the deceased.

The marks of strangulation should be

It was left behind by a tight rope, and it was caused by the rope directly strangling the surface of the skin when the body was naked. The technique was very special... Was the deceased ever kidnapped before? It just happened in the last day or two, but

There should be no direct connection with his death."

Yakushiji Ryoko raised her eyebrows. With her rich theoretical knowledge, she immediately understood the information in Kujo Sakurako's words, and she had a more certain judgment on one of her previous guesses.

Sure enough, for a politician who doesn’t have any sexy news, it’s just that his sexual fetish is quite special, so it’s hard for others to discover it!

Yakushiji Ryoko had already guessed the origin of the tying marks, but she couldn't explain this to Kujo Sakurako. She could only cough tactically, and then said: "I haven't heard that Representative Yasuda was kidnapped during his lifetime. Maybe he did it accidentally.

It’s hurt, but it’s not important anyway.”

"It's really not important?"

Kujo Sakurako said suspiciously.

As pure as she is, of course she doesn’t know that there are some special hobbies and special people in this world. She only takes this as a clue, but she doesn’t understand why the pharmacist told her before that no matter how small anomalies are at the crime scene, they are extremely important clues.

Will Ryoko Tera tell her that those marks of strangulation are not important?

"Those strangulation marks you mentioned..." Esdeath suddenly said after listening to Kujo Sakurako's words, "Isn't it just 'Turtle Shell', a popular entertainment program in Japan, which has nothing to do with kidnapping?

You made a fuss."

Wait, you don’t even know that, why do you know about “turtle shell bondage”? Moreover, what is a popular entertainment program in Japan? Is “turtle shell bondage” popular in Japan? Why don’t I know, what you are talking about is Japan and

Is the Japan I know the same country?

You obviously don’t even know that, so why do you have such a high rank in a strange place? Who are these people!

Even though Yakushiji Ryoko had experienced a lot of strange and weird things, she couldn't help but feel a little dizzy at this time.

"'Turtle Shell Binding'? Is it a popular activity in Tokyo? I've never heard of it in Hokkaido before..."

Kujo Sakurako began to think deeply. It is indeed a big city, but the things to play in are different from those in remote areas like Hokkaido. Let’s ask Shotaro later. He is a young man and may be familiar with these things...

Don't think about this seriously!

Yakushiji Ryoko wanted to stop it, but didn't know how to explain it.

"So, was that thing you refused to name someone deliberately thrown in, or was it really just an accident?"

Esdeath asked, she was starting to feel bored and wanted to leave quickly.

"The origin of the thing is clear. It was not thrown by humans. It was really just a 'small' accident."

Yakushiji Ryoko replied, and at the same time added in his mind, it is correct to call an "accident" caused by a certain part becoming "small" a "small accident"? Although this "small accident" is a bit nonsense.

"Can you tell me more specifically?"

Esdeath asked, she wanted to know if the drop of this thing had anything to do with her owner.

"Well, that's okay too."

Although these things are considered information that cannot be disclosed to the outside world, Yakushiji Ryoko is determined to win Esdeath and has regarded her as her own, so she doesn't mind revealing it to her.

Yakushiji Ryoko coughed, and said to the two "little flowers" in words that could pass the inspection: "This... thing is used, no, to be more precise, it should be in use. After all, if

It has been used, and even after the weight has increased, it cannot be blown to such a distance by the wind."

Esdeath and Kujo Sakurako nodded in unison.

Although the two of them didn't understand the difference between "used" and "in use" when Yakushiji Ryoko said it, and why the weight would increase after use, they didn't understand it at all, but this didn't stop them from pretending.

I understand myself.

Yakushiji Ryoko guessed that the two people must not have understood. She was amused but did not expose it. Instead, she continued: "This thing that was being used was blown here by the wind. I guessed that the user must have had an emergency, so

I sent people to several nearby hotels to inquire about the situation, paying special attention to the situation of high-level customers."

As for what the situation was, Yakushiji Ryoko didn't say anything.

"Soon, someone found a full-body cunt on the edge of the fifteenth-floor balcony of a nearby hotel... Anyway, a man in relatively cool clothes was calling for help. He was holding on to the edge of the balcony with both hands. Fortunately, someone ran to investigate at that time, and then

He might not be able to support it after a while, and that thing was what he was wearing at the time, but it was blown away by the wind."

It should be considered worn on the body, even though it is on the lower body.

Yakushiji Ryoko secretly applauded her precise choice of words and felt quite proud of herself.

"Why don't you just say it fell from someone's body!"

Esdeath felt that Yakushiji Ryoko's explanation was too long-winded, and what on earth was that thing? Is it worn on the body? Where can such a thing be worn? She traced her body and couldn't figure it out!

When the finger cot is too big, when the stockings are too small, there is no suitable place at all!

"Well, you can understand it this way."

Yakushiji Ryoko closed her eyes and spread her hands.

She could only explain it so far. As for the specifics, for example, a man and a woman went to check out a room, but when they were halfway through their passion, the woman's fiancé came to catch her. The man didn't even have time to lift his pants and hid directly on the balcony. And because

In order to search for her fiancé, the woman had no choice but to risk jumping to the balcony of the next room but failed. She could only hang on the edge of the opposite balcony in a dangerous way. After the woman's fiancé left, she shouted for help. Finally, she was rescued by a group of policemen with flashlights.

Come on, don't contaminate the ears of "little white flowers" with such dirty stories.

By the way, the man and woman who checked into the hotel room were actually guests at Suzuki Jiroji's banquet. They looked at each other during the banquet, and took advantage of the excitement. After the banquet, they went to the hotel in Ginza to watch the night view together. But there was someone there.

Without being moral, he actually sent a photo of the two embracing each other entering the hotel to the woman's fiancé, which led to this farce.

Well, the loop is closed! This is it!

However, at this stage of the investigation, Yakushiji Ryoko is basically sure that this is really just an accident. After all, no suspicious props other than that thing were found at the scene, let alone some small murder mechanisms that Japanese criminals like to create.

, fearing that the idiot police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department would not search carefully and make mistakes, Yakushiji Ryoko even condescended to search it herself, but also did not find any suspicious items. It can be said that the murder scene was really beyond imagination. "

"Clean", nothing suspicious at all, well, except for that thing.

But now, even the existence of that thing has been completely proven to be just an accident, and it could not have been deliberately arranged. The deceased died of an accident, which seems to have become a conclusion.

But what is this sense of disobedience that always lingers in my heart?

Ryoko Yakushiji stood at the window with her arms folded, feeling the strong and weak wind from the high-rise building. She slowly took a few steps back and soon touched the toes of the corpse lying on the ground.

"This distance is quite appropriate, but did he really fall because he didn't stand firm? There was nothing on the ground that could knock him down, so could he really have fallen that hard?"

Yakushiji Ryoko murmured.

At this time, Esdeath spoke: "It's normal to fall if you lose your balance, right? My neighbor, I often see her fall on the ground."

To be more precise, he probably fell more than ten times a day. According to Yan Kai, this was because the center of gravity was too far forward and it was difficult to maintain balance. In comparison, her younger sister did not have this "distress" at all.

"Yeah?"

Ryoko Yakushidera asked. She could walk fast in high heels, run, jump, and chase gangsters. She really didn't understand people who could fall down even on flat ground.

"It's normal. Sometimes I can't stand still. It's not a big deal."

Kujo Sakurako waved her hands.

Yakushiji Ryoko rudely complained about her only best friend: "Your dizziness is caused by anemia, okay? I told you not to be picky about food!"

Kujo Sakurako pouted unhappily after being scolded.

Why are you picky eaters? I used to not allow picky eaters when I was in Hokkaido, but now I don’t allow picky eaters when I come to Tokyo. Then I came to Tokyo in vain! It’s better to go back to Hokkaido. At least there are less things to do in Hokkaido, and I don’t have to be so busy to eat.

No time!

Yakushiji Ryoko was interrupted by the two of them, and she couldn't help but feel less inconsistent in her heart.
To be continued...