Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth: Numabuchi Jiichiro?
In order to avoid public panic caused by the disclosure of the information, and to prevent the murderer from getting the information and escaping, only two police officers in the expressway service area are aware of the situation.
The serial murderer is here and they are panicking.
The younger police officer whispered: "Senior, tell me...does he have a gun?"
The old police officer didn't look sideways, only staring over there with his peripheral vision: "I don't know."
"Don't show any flaws and get noticed."
He just hoped that reinforcements would come over quickly before the murderer's car broke down. Otherwise, if the other party committed murder, the two of them would have to get in.
As for whether there was a gun or not, that was too difficult to say. He only knew that if there was a gun, the two of them would be dead if they went up rashly.
Neither of them were armed.
In a small county like this, the only people who are qualified to carry guns are the elites in the police station, and his biggest wish is just to retire, and retirement... he can only retire at the age of 65.
The old police officer couldn't help but feel sad for his humble and difficult wish.
Fortunately, what they were told to do was to keep a close eye on the target, pay attention to the other party's movements, and report any changes in a timely manner.
Also, if ordinary people are approaching a dangerous target, they must find a way to keep them away from the target to ensure safety as much as possible...
The young police officer kept looking there, and suddenly asked the old police officer, "Isn't that sports car parked a little close to the murderer?"
"There are only a few remote parking spaces left in the service area."
It is normal for a serial murderer to choose to park there. It is a remote place where it is not easy to attract attention, which is fine, but the pink sports car parked there simply because there was no other place to park.
But the pink sports car didn't seem to have looked for another parking space and just parked there.
The old police officer frowned. At that distance, if the murderer suddenly attacked, they would not have time to help.
"Take another look, if it's..."
The old police officer fell silent as he spoke. The two people who got out of the sports car, a woman and a child, were in the category that needed protection the most.
The young police officer quickly said: "Go over?"
The veteran police officer who just wanted to retire after decades looked at him silently, are you really not afraid of a murderer shooting you?
We need to find a way to keep the girl and child away from the murderer, and we need to avoid alerting him.
The two police officers here had headaches. Noriko Amamiya got out of the car to take a breath of fresh air, and Xiao Ai got out of the car and yawned.
He looked like he had no energy and didn't wake up from sleep.
Xiao Ai clearly sobered up when he said that the man in the van might be a member of the organization, but he lost interest when he found out that it was not the case.
Amamiya Noriko looked at Xiao Ai yawning, blinked and said: "Sure enough, will it still affect the child's body? He prefers to sleep and so on."
"Um?"
Xiao Ai raised his head. In fact, it was the same even though he had not become smaller. It was not that he could not muster his energy, but that it was often easier for him, such as doing science.
I feel that based on what I know, Noriko should have a similar feeling.
Hui Yuan Ai nodded calmly and said, "It's the same when Noriko becomes smaller. Little Noriko is even cuter."
"ha..."
Amamiya Noriko tilted her head. The blessing of her smaller attribute points was still there, but her physical fitness base had become smaller. As for cuteness, maybe, she was naturally more cute when she was a child, and petite things are cuter.
By the way, Xiao Ai still misses the days when she regarded herself as her sister. Who is her sister now?
Feeling the gaze, Haiyuan Ai raised her head and looked at Noriko's eyes in confusion. She looked innocent, but she understood.
Now I am a younger sister.
Haibara Ai stood aside with a stern face, while Amamiya Noriko bent down to open the Koenigsegg's trunk, slightly blocking the view, and took out a handbag from inside.
Hui Yuan Ai looked at it and asked curiously: "What is this?"
She guessed it was definitely not as simple as an ordinary handbag.
Noriko Amamiya blinked: "It's a petite and cute pistol that Xiao Ai can also use."
Haiyuan Ai was startled, then nodded: "I see, can it be used even if Noriko becomes smaller?"
"..."
Noriko Amamiya thought about it and realized that she was right, although when she was preparing the gun, she had not thought that she would become smaller, because being small was easier to hide and carry around.
Yeah, I thought Xiao Ai wouldn't fight back against me, wouldn't anyone let go of her unforgiving words?
Amamiya Noriko raised her lips, interesting woman.
Haiyuan Ai reached out and brushed his tea hair, raised his head and looked at Noriko with ice-blue eyes. He had become a lot more naughty in the past few years.
She still remembers that when her sister first introduced Noriko to her, she felt that he was a person of the same age who was smart enough to talk to her and would not be too childish. He also had a very well-behaved personality and was very popular.
Haihara Ai looked in another direction with a slight smile, "I'm sorry, Noriko, I'm still your sister Shiho."
But she was suddenly startled when she looked at it, and patted Noriko: "The two patrolmen over there are here."
"...You didn't come looking for me. The guy next to you is obviously more suspicious."
Noriko Amamiya took Xiao Ai's hand away and said, "Where are you going to take the picture? There is a treasure in my skirt that I can take pictures of for you."
Haihara Ai had already taken the photo. She looked at her little hand. The hard shape should be some kind of throwing type...
As she spoke, Amamiya Noriko glanced at the van not far away. The man panicked. He panicked and lowered the brim of his baseball cap to cover his face.
The patrolman had better go over and check on her now to see if she is a criminal. She seems to be in a panic and speeding on the highway.
"Ahem, little girl, please show me your ID, driver's license or medical insurance card."
In order not to alert the murderer, the two police officers slowly walked in front of Amamiya Noriko and Haibara Ai. Looking at the little girl driving in front of them, the old police officer coughed dryly and said calmly.
"...ah?"
Noriko Amamiya opened her mouth in shock: "Um...do I look suspicious?"
If you don't interrogate the man next to you, what are you doing to me?
How simple and innocent I am.
The old police officer also updated the question, but then continued: "I'm sorry...it's suspicious! You don't look like you are over the age of driving. Are you of age? Do you have it? If it's convenient, take out your driver's license and let me check it.
one time."
Noriko Amamiya thought that her face was already disguised as that of an adult girl. Why do you still think you are underage?
She turned back to the car and took out her driver's license. Of course, she was fully prepared. There was a stack of driver's licenses in her car, with photos, one for each face, and there was no doubt about their authenticity. For her, driving with photos was better.
Easy to do.
The old police officer pretended to confirm the authenticity of the driver's license. The young police officer was very vigilant next to him. He was far from being able to remain calm and composed even if the murderer was right next to him. He looked at Haihara Ai, this little girl... her eyes
So fierce? Feeling despised?
Haiyuan Ai just gave him a normal look. This man's acting skills were too poor. He looked like he was clearly guarding the man in the van next to him.
"Sorry, there is something wrong with your driver's license. Could you please come with us?"
"I..."
Amamiya Noriko was surprised, there are still problems with my driver's license? My driving school took the test!
She looked thoughtfully at the expression of the police officer in front of her. He held his chest out and raised his head, standing upright with an upright look that would not tolerate favoritism. However, the right eye that could not be seen from the van was twitching and blinking.
Blinking.
Noriko Amamiya suddenly realized it and took out the hand that was put in her handbag to touch the banknotes: "Oh! Cooperate with law enforcement and cooperate with law enforcement!"
The two police officers took Amamiya Noriko and Haibara Ai to the guard room next to the lobby of the service area. The young police officers were guarding outside, while the old police officers asked the girl to sit down first.
Then he quickly explained the situation to them.
Regarding the situation of the serial murderer, and the fact that the police are encircling them to ensure that the other party cannot escape, I hope she will cooperate and sit in the guard room for a while, not walking around, and not spreading the news.
Considering that it would be difficult to reassure them without telling them the reason for the situation, the old police officer confessed and made it clear.
There's no problem with the driver's license, it's just to keep them away from the murderer.
"Okay, thank you very much."
Noriko Amamiya expressed her understanding and said politely.
The veteran police officer was relieved to see them being so cooperative. After all, it was common for people to be unreasonable, incomprehensible, and unexplainable to sabotage cases.
After thanking them for their cooperation, the old police officer went out and continued to watch over there.
Noriko Amamiya looked inside the guard room. There was no surveillance, and there should be no recordings.
Haiyuan Ai pondered: "Is that van driver a serial murderer?"
Amamiya Noriko looked thoughtful. The police officer only said that the other party was a serial murderer. They happened to meet Hirota Masami on the day when he was killed. Judging from the direction the van came from, there was a high probability that it came from Shizuoka Prefecture.
If Gin hadn't ended up personally this time, that person might have been the murderer of Hirota Masami.
But when talking about serial murderers related to the organization, she had to think of one person immediately.
Noriko Amamiya looked at Xiao Ai.
Kiichiro Numabuchi.
He has excellent physical fitness, sharp movements, and explosive power like a beast. The organization tried to train him as a killer. In theory, he had hope of getting a code name. However, because he was really useless, he was prepared to be used as a test subject by Miyano Shiho.
That was before he escaped.
After escaping from the organization, he was too vigilant and accidentally killed several innocent people who he thought were members of the organization's pursuit. He became a serial murderer and was wanted by the police.
And there was a murder committed against him before he joined the organization, so he is a complete danger.
But she saw the other person's face in the parking lot of the service area, and it was not that of Numabuchi Kiichiro.
Amamiya Noriko looked at Xiao Ai: "Speaking of which, I've seen it on TV before. There seems to be a serial murderer named Numabuchi Kiichiro. I don't know if it's him."
"Numabuchi Kiichiro?" Xiao Ai was startled. After a brief thought, her face immediately darkened and she frowned. It was obvious that she still had an impression.
Haibara Ai met someone from the organization again. She was a little confused, but she wasn't too panicked. Just like Amamiya Noriko, she was a little uncertain: "Because she was escaped before she became my experimental subject.
So I haven’t actually met him, but I have read his information, and the van driver should not be Numagachi Kiichiro.”
"Is it?"
Noriko Amamiya pondered, accomplice? Or is it someone else?
Haibara Ai saw her brooding and planning something, and quickly said: "If it is really Numabuchi Kiichiro, he is very dangerous. I am not sure whether he has a gun, and I have seen the data on his physical fitness. For ordinary people,
There is nothing comparable to being able to be selected and trained by an organization to become a killer."