Chapter 386 Akai, You Can't Be a Scumbag (2 in 1 Chapter)
After asking a few basic questions, Matsuda Jinpei and Sato Miwako left the ward.
He glanced at Kudo Yusaku and several people from the publishing house behind him. The world-famous mystery novelist who used to face cases calmly and calmly in the Metropolitan Police Department had lost all his grace under the attack of these people and was breaking out in a cold sweat.
non-stop.
...That’s it, Kudo Yusaku, he has a good mind, why should other guys bother to handle the case?
With an unhappy look on his face, Matsuda Jinpei reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette, but was slapped on the back of his hand by Miwako Sato who was next to him.
"No smoking in the hospital!" she shouted in a low voice.
"I know." Matsuda Jinpei had no choice but to take out one and hold it in his mouth without lighting it. "I just want to calm down."
He put his hands in his coat pockets, suddenly raised his head as if he remembered something, and looked around with a serious face.
"What are you looking at?"
Sato Miwako noticed Matsuda Jinpei's appearance and thought that he had found some suspicious person.
"The little one who was in the clinic before..."
Before a "kid" could say anything, Matsuda Jinpei felt a look in his eyes, so he quickly changed his words.
"——The innocent boy who was affected by the bombing before, and the tall man in black next to him, they are both missing."
Sato Miwako looked around: "Maybe he left. The doctor said that the man was not seriously injured and did not need to be hospitalized."
After hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei fell silent.
An adult and a minor came to see a doctor. Most of the time it was the adult who accompanied the minor. But for this pair, it was the other way around. It was obviously the younger Gray Crow who was accompanying the man named Morohoshi.
Behind him, Kudo Yusaku and several publishing house staff were also discussing.
"Mr. Akagawa likes to write in hotel rooms, saying it is quieter there than at home. But yesterday I went there to inquire, and the front desk said I haven't seen Mr. Akagawa in the past few days."
"We visited his home and happened to meet a book fan he was dating who was escorted by her parents to find him. After hearing that he was missing, she gave us his diary and was later taken away by her parents."
After hearing this important information, Matsuda Jinpei and Sato Miwako turned around together.
I saw the publishing staff member who just spoke holding a very beautifully packaged notebook in his hand.
"Why didn't such important evidence come out earlier?!" Matsuda Jinpei felt the veins on his forehead jumping.
The man was so frightened that he trembled: "I didn't expect it..."
Sato Miwako has been in the Search Division longer than Matsuda Jinpei, and she has seen many guys who are even more uncooperative or lacking in brains. She ignored her anger and took the diary from the other person's hand.
Kudo Yusaku knew that he was just a helper, not a regular policeman. He did not disturb the two real investigators from examining the evidence. He paid attention to a key word in the other party's words.
"A book fan who dated him?"
"Yes... Mr. Akagawa seems to be dating an underage book fan who is still studying. She came to visit Mr. Akagawa a few days ago and took away his diary... The girl's parents were very angry, and we
It took a long time to appease them."
The man sighed after finishing speaking.
Matsuda Jinpei paused while flipping through the diary and looked at them with disbelief: "Underage?!"
The missing Akakawa is a best-selling novelist. There is certainly no shortage of women for such a successful person, but there is no limit to what he can do to minors, right?!
When he was replaced by his own relatives, Matsuda Jinpei felt his fist harden instantly.
"Matsuda! Come and see this!!"
Sato Miwako's words made Matsuda Jinpei ignore the issue of the missing person's style and lowered his head to read the contents of the notebook.
[On March 15, I should have broken up with her two years ago, but she was still unwilling to accept this fact. 】
[On August 10, she threatened me to separate from Youmei, saying that she had told Youmei’s parents about our relationship. If we didn’t break up, she would kill me first and then commit suicide. I had no choice but to stabilize her first...]
[On December 26, a nightmare happened. Because of a traffic accident, I was admitted to her hospital... Why was she transferred to Mihua? I didn’t know how to face her. During these days in the hospital, she checked every day
She came to my ward for some reason. She didn’t make any noise or fuss, she just looked at me silently and told the nurse to take good care of me. This kind of pressure is suffocating. I want to call the police, but I don’t want to let the past things ruin my reputation...]
Transferred to Mihua Hospital...
Check on patients every day, and be qualified to tell nurses to do things...
Matsuda Jinpei reacted, and he rushed to the door of the consulting room and opened it.
In the clinic, the beautiful female doctor was not surprised by his intrusion, or in other words, she didn't even look at the other people at the door.
The windows were not closed properly, and the cold wind blew the white curtains up and down. A doctor, also dressed in white, stood next to his desk.
In front of her was the lifelike and complete human skeleton. She raised her hand, as if caressing her beloved lover, sliding her fingers from the sphenoid bone to the mandible, with gentle movements and extremely affectionate eyes.
Everyone stood at the door, watching her movements.
It is obviously a gruesome picture, but it makes people feel a strange and indescribable beauty.
The doctor finally turned around and faced the scrutinizing gazes of the intruders. She showed the same angelic smile in white as before.
"What's the matter, Mr. Police?"
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Jing Baiye put on a pair of black gloves and took down a book from the shelf.
He himself does not understand medicine, but he learned from Shirley, who is proficient in medicine, that those who have studied medicine will have several times more textbooks than students in other majors from the moment they enter school. Dr. Takahashi, who treats Morohoshi, is a first-class orthopedic surgeon.
There are so many professional books that I can only describe them as overwhelming.
What he was holding was a file. When he opened it, he saw sheets of glass containing thin slices of human skin.
Zhu Xingda stood behind him. When he saw the glass pieces clearly, his expression remained unchanged: "How do you know?"
"Many research laboratories have surveillance cameras hidden in dark places. The person responsible for monitoring saw her using a microtome to process the body, and then notified me."
Kyosuke Futo didn't come close. He glanced at the door to make sure no one was there before continuing.
"She worked hard for three days to finish it. Her body and internal organs are all here. I don't know where the remaining bones went."
Jing Baiye didn't care what Kyousuke Futo was talking about. Looking at the slices of human flesh, he thought of the way he died in his previous life.
If Jing Baiye could only use one word to describe that execution, it would be - pain.
He had read in a book in the past that a successful execution had to strictly control the amount of blood loss. The victim must be cut for a certain number of times before dying. They must not be allowed to bleed to death before then.
First he cut his chest, then his thighs, then his buttocks and arms. When his internal organs lost support and fell out, the last 444th knife was stabbed into his heart.
Each piece was as thin as a cicada, neatly placed in front of him, and Monokuma asked him to count the number of cuts he made.
【Host……】
The worried voice of the system sounded in his head.
Jing Baiye came back to his senses and realized that he had been distracted just now.
Anyone who commits a murder must always kill him. If he commits the crime, he will either not be caught. If he is caught, he will have to accept the punishment honestly.
——He knows and accepts this rule very well.
"I'm fine." Jing Baiye consoled him, "Those things have passed long ago."
He remembered how helpful the system had been to him at that time. He quietly stretched out his finger and secretly poked at the system map floating around him - he had been using the map to observe the movements of the two policemen downstairs - and found that Morohoshi Dai and Fudo Kyosuke were not there.
After paying attention to his movements, he stroked it gently again.
The system has always cared more about this matter than he did, which he himself had long since given up on.
If it were to happen again, Jing Baiye would definitely continue to do that. After all, those four hundred people were all...
【……】
What are all those people?
Jing Baiye felt that a very important place in his brain seemed to be blocked by a thick fog that could not be broken away, and the relevant memory was blank.
What did they do?
Why was he so determined to kill them, even though he suffered such torture, he had no regrets in his heart?
Why can't he remember?
He could remember each of their names, so why couldn't he remember the reason why he wanted to kill them?
What the hell is going on?
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Akai Shuichi's mood was far from as calm as his expression showed.
In Dr. Takahashi's clinic, he could tell at a glance that the skeleton behind her was a real human skeleton.
When he was investigating a case with the FBI, he came into contact with the remains of victims who had only a pile of bones left, and most of the normal human skeleton models were 45 cm, 85 cm and 170 cm, so there would be no embarrassing fractions.
The skeleton was about 1.73 meters tall. Judging from the difference in male and female pelvic bones, it was the remains of a male.
Shuichi Akai glanced at the small microtome next to him. Thinking about the huge workload, his mood became more complicated.
He thought he had encountered enough heavy-handed cases at the FBI, but the murderer's brutality this time was still beyond his imagination. Should it be said that Japan has more perverts...
Cut a person into thousands of pieces and leave a skeleton to admire in the office. How much hatred would it take to do this?
Akai Shuichi is curious, but as an adult, he knows very well when to satisfy his curiosity and when to pretend that he has no interest and ignore it.
This is a hospital under the name of an organization. Although the doctor who committed the crime is not a member of the organization, there are two members of the organization watching him.
Akai Shuichi was about to look away when he suddenly felt that the surroundings were a little too quiet.
He looked down and saw that Angstra was holding the file containing part of the victim's body, standing motionless, with a pale face and a dazed expression.
"...Angstra?" he shouted.
Angstra's body trembled, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Akai Shuichi.
Akai Shuichi tried to take the file out of his hand, closed it, wiped off his fingerprints and put it back in its place. He noticed that the right eye, which used to be as red as blood, was empty.
"What's wrong with you?" Akai Shuichi frowned.
Angstra shook her head: "Nothing."
"..."
Akai Shuichi was still staring at him. Angstra was not a good liar. He might be able to hide something on the phone, but he could really see it through face-to-face communication.
He saw the bandage on his left eye, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.
Angstra wore so many bandages on his body to cover his wounds, and when he was traveling in the hot springs, he had the opportunity to see the densely crisscrossed and hideous scars on his body.
Shuichi Akai has never sliced a person into pieces with his own hands, but his rich experience allows him to judge what kind of scars it will cause on the other person if he wants to slice someone into pieces.
In order to facilitate storage in these files, each piece of human flesh is cut very thin, and the cuts will inevitably be very dense.
——Like fish scales or spider webs.
Could it be that those things on Angstra...
Angstra noticed Akai Shuichi's frown, and he repeated: "I'm really fine."
When his junior boss refused to talk, Shuichi Akai couldn't force him.
The last time at the hot spring hotel was obviously a good opportunity. If Bourbon hadn't been there, he could have taken a good look at Angstra's body... It was all Bourbon's fault.
Akai Shuichi despised a certain golden retriever in his heart, and then looked at Futo Kyousuke who was standing next to him: "What kind of hatred did that doctor have with the deceased?"
"I heard Dr. Takahashi talk about this a little bit. They used to be lovers."
Futo Kyousuke raised his hand and touched his chin, falling into memories.
"When Mr. Akagawa was not famous yet, his income from royalties was very low. Dr. Takahashi, who had a higher income, basically supported him. It can be said that she helped him through the most difficult moments. But after he became a best-selling romance novel
After writing the novel, he immediately abandoned her and found a new love."
Akai Shuichi nodded silently.
It turns out that it was revenge caused by emotional disputes. Love killings account for a large proportion of homicides, so that’s quite fair...
No, it's not normal at all. Cutting a person into thousands of pieces is really terrifying.
Akai Shuichi sighed at this cruel technique, and Angstra on the side suddenly stretched out his finger and poked his forearm.
He turned around and saw Angstra staring at him seriously.
"It's too much to casually abandon a girlfriend who has devoted so much to you. Being such a scumbag will easily lead to retribution - Zhuxing, you'd better not do such a thing in the future."
"...?"
Akai Shuichi was silent.
Does he look like a scumbag who would abandon his girlfriend?