Chapter 9 [Exhibits] and [Scrap]
New Tokyo Metropolis.
2-chome, Kasumigaseki, Chiyoda-ku.
This place is the gathering place of important departments of Wano country. The other street to the east is the Ministry of Justice, the south of the Ministry of Justice is the High Court, the west is the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, the south is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and a little further south is the Ministry of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries. To the north is the Sakurada Gate of the Wano Kingdom Palace.
As for the building with the cherry blossom badge in the middle, it is the Metropolitan Police Department's main store that once appeared in Wano country morning dramas and various comics and films.
The third floor of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Search the Office of the Head of Class One.
"You mean that since September this year, that is, two months ago, there have been dozens of cases of missing teenagers in the city?" A tall and thin young man was wearing a navy blue windbreaker uniform that was different from ordinary police uniforms. The eyes under the silver-rimmed glasses are vaguely unpleasant.
Sitting in front of him was Masato Ishikawa, the head of the first investigation section, a 39-year-old middle-aged police inspector, but his rank was the same as that of the young and promising captain of the 13th Division of the Third Investigation Team, Shihei Sugita.
In the face of Sugitaji's aggressive questioning, Masato Ishikawa calmly picked up the work mug and took a sip, and after putting it down, he looked into the other person's eyes and said, "Inaccurately speaking, it was the beginning of September, and it has been three months now. ."
"In three months, so many missing cases, none of them have been closed?" Sugita lowered his head slightly, "I understand your pressure, but isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"
Masato Ishikawa shook his head and didn't look at Sugita, "I don't think it's an exaggeration, you should know that in our business, there are tens of millions of people missing in the world every year, and dozens of people only occupy the first ten million points. one."
"Those are not data." Sugita's tone was slightly cold.
"Those can only be data." Masato Ishikawa raised his head.
He silently stared at the guard who was ten years younger than him, and suddenly sighed and said, "Captain Sugita, you should know what the order and stability of Wano Kingdom are based on, there are many things that cannot be investigated. It's not that the case can't be investigated, it's that it can't be investigated, the water is too deep here."
"I am clear."
Sugita nodded to interrupt him, then shook his head again, and said bluntly, "But it doesn't mean that I accept it. All the following disappearance cases are sent to me, and the 13th Division will be responsible for thorough investigation."
Ishikawa Masato was stunned when he heard the words.
After the air was silent for a moment, he suddenly looked up at Sugitaji and asked, "What about the people above you? Did Team Leader Tokugawa know you did this?"
Tokugawa chestnut tiger.
The leader of the third investigation team.
Occupation Chief Inspector.
There are nine levels of abilities in this world, the lower three are ordinary abilities, the middle three are power users, and the Tokugawa Lihu is an absolute ability at the seventh and fourth stages!
At the same time, he is also the ability controller of talent serial number 25 [King Kong].
It can be said that the third investigation team has established the position of the third investigation team in the Metropolitan Police Department by virtue of its own strong personal strength, even in front of the highest police chief of the Metropolitan Police Department. In the big mountain of the Metropolitan Police Department, Masato Ishikawa, who was investigating the first lesson, will definitely not say anything more.
However, Sugita shook his head.
"Team Tokugawa doesn't know."
Tokugawa Lihu is a person he respects, and his character also determines that he is not a person who can use others as a shield.
After a moment of silence, Sugita said, "However, what I have done is officially to implement the belief of the leader of Tokugawa - the sword of justice, there is absolutely no haze."
Justice?
Masato Ishikawa stared at the promising young captain in front of him, and suddenly laughed, "Captain Sugita really looks like a friend of mine back then, alas, it's a pity that he has retired from the police now, but if there is a chance to introduce you to him, I think you will have a great time talking."
dong dong dong-!
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the office.
"Please come in."
Masato Ishikawa said casually.
The door was pushed open, and a policeman trotted in with the file in his hand. After standing at attention and salute, he glanced at Sugita Si who was sitting beside him. After receiving permission from Masato Ishikawa, he reported:
"Senior, there was another case of disappearance in Ogawa Town, Edogawa District yesterday. The person who reported the case was a single father. The missing girl was at school at the age of six."
"A six-year-old girl."
After listening to the report, Masato Ishikawa subconsciously glanced at the photo frame placed on the office work-in the photo, he was wearing a military police uniform, and next to him was a five- or six-year-old girl with a bright smile who had divorced his wife three years ago. Now he is also a single father.
If one day his daughter goes missing, there's no doubt that he'll be mad enough to dig three feet into the ground in New Tokyo, searching every corner.
"I think I understand Captain Sugita's determination."
Immediately, Masato Ishikawa spoke to the reporting subordinate Nunuzui in a joking tone, and said with a smile, "Start with this case in your hands now, and I will decompress it for everyone in the future. All cases concerning the disappearance of young people in the city will be handed over to ten. Three teams take over."
"Ah? Yes!" The subordinate was taken aback for a moment, but he still obeyed the order and handed the file to Sugita.
Sugita took over the dossier and glanced at the bald middle-aged man sitting behind the desk with a thermos cup in his hand. I remembered that this guy was a famous old fried dough stick in several search sections of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Jin, in recent years in the internal struggle of the Metropolitan Police Department has not touched a leaf.
Before walking into this office, he was ready to return without success, but he did not expect that the final development of things was unexpected.
"thanks."
Sugita nodded.
The goal has been achieved, and he turned decisively and was about to leave.
"no need to thank me."
However, Masato Ishikawa shook his head, and when Sugita went out, he gave a sentence, "You should have guessed who is obstructing the detection of the case, and you can prepare for pressure in the future."
Heaven and Human World Government?
Sugita thought silently in his heart, his eyes became cold, his footsteps did not stop, and he had already walked out of the office.
After a minute.
The building of the Metropolitan Police Department in Chiyoda Ward.
All members of the 13th Division of the 3rd Investigation Group from top to bottom were like a delicate and compact machine when the start button was pressed.
At the same time, a black stretched car drove into the gate of a villa in Minato Ward, New Tokyo.
This is a single-family villa on the coast. There are no other houses around. It should be very desolate, but in fact, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the villa, the two landmark buildings of New Tokyo, Tokyo Tower and Rainbow, can be seen at one time. The bridge came into view together.
At night, when the lights are bright, the lights of the Rainbow Bridge and Tokyo Tower are extraordinarily beautiful and charming, and the fine waves in the ears are quietly lapping the coast of Odaiba.
The atmosphere is quiet and peaceful,
Beauty can heal the heart.
But without warning,
There was a sudden burst of crying from a girl in the villa.
Villa basement door.
A girl who looked like a high school student with a dark golden collar at the bottom of her neck was about to enter the basement elevator with the dull-faced girl walking in front.
The moment the elevator door opened, she suddenly turned around, her snot and tears covered her face, and her body trembled as she knelt on the ground and begged a sturdy man behind her, "Please! I don't want power anymore, let me go. Go back! Please. I want to go home!"
The flat nose on the man's face has a distinct black stripe on each side, extending from the corner of the eye to the edge of the mouth, and a pair of light brown cheetah-like ears on the head.
He looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground with a hideous smile on her face, and a tough whip appeared in his hand at some point.
Snapped!
The whip burst in the air!
In an instant, the clothes on the girl's body were torn apart instantly, revealing a shocking blood mark, and her whole body was directly paralyzed to the ground.
"I told you to shut up! Poor idiot, you took the initiative to find me back then." The man said contemptuously, seeing the girl lying still on the ground, he raised his whip and wanted to continue beating.
Suddenly, a hoarse and magnetic voice came from behind him, "Dick, have you forgotten the punishment the president gave you yesterday? These are our precious [exhibits]."
The Leopard man named Dick turned his head suddenly, and a thin figure in a white lab coat, hat and mask jumped into his eyes, and the glasses refracted by the light blocked the other's eyes.
Dick's face sank, then he shrugged indifferently, and threw away the whip in his hand, "Doctor, you know I just want to give these inferior races a long memory, that's all."
The man known as the "doctor" didn't look at him, he just stared at the girl who was slumped on the ground.
One second, five seconds, ten seconds.
At a certain moment, the body of the girl on the ground suddenly twitched violently, and immediately turned over suddenly, and the collar on the neck began to flash wildly.
"Have you started yet?"
Dick's eyes flashed with excitement.
Unexpectedly, the 'doctor' who was watching all this calmly shook his head, turned around indifferently and said, "No, it's over."
As soon as the words fell, the girl on the ground kicked her legs a few times, the pupils in her eyes dilated and suddenly became quiet.
Everything is silent.
The collar on his neck also stopped flickering.
"Doctor" picked up a tablet on the workbench next to it. The homepage of the tablet was the words [Sigmund International Trading Company], and the company logo was a sphere surrounded by two interactive arrows.
After he printed his fingerprint to unlock it, he swiped down a few times, and calmly tapped an "X" next to the avatar of a smiling girl - choosing to delete all relevant data and observation data.
After deleting, he returned to the tablet home page and pressed call.
After a while, two Celestial men in black suits walked in without a word from outside the villa, put the girl on the ground into a body bag with ease, zipped up the zipper and moved out.
Her final destination will be in the dark and quiet deep sea under Tokyo Bay, from precious [exhibits] to insignificant waste.
Just for a moment.
"Tsk tsk human
What a very weak race. "
Dick licked his lips, glanced in the direction of the basement storage room of the villa with contempt, and asked the 'doctor' next to him, "This time. Less than twenty, right?"
"Well, it's just a matter of probability."
The 'doctor' said this lightly, but his eyes fell on the smooth and plump oranges placed in the transparent glass cabinet of the experimental bench, and his expression sincerely praised:
"But they are also a very smart race. They can actually develop this kind of ability fruit that competes with the 'God' for innate authority. It really shocks me every time I see it."
Dick sneered when he heard it.
"What's the use of that? Fruits are developed, but few humans can successfully transform after eating them. Otherwise, it would not have taken us so long to prepare for this year's [exhibition]."
Speaking of the "exhibition", the "doctor" also frowned slightly, because the guests of the "exhibition" came from all over the world.
Some are not so easy to talk about.
"Is it Friday today?"
The doctor lowered his head and seemed to say to himself, "It seems to be speeding up, do you want to inform Wu Lai to shorten the observation period?"
Wu Lai is a celestial being of the Skyhawk clan, who awakened the [Eye of True Sight] of the talent Sequence 38. He is one of several "specialists" of the Sigmund International Trading Company in New Tokyo.
"Heh, that guy must be getting what he wants."
Dick sneered when he heard it, "Last time he actually lost a mixed-race woman from the Tianhu tribe, so the president had to use the above connections to put pressure on him to get him out of the Metropolitan Police Department. This time I'm afraid it won't be so easy to make mistakes again."
Just as the two were talking, the elevator had reached the third underground floor. The fluorescent lamps on the ceiling above made it bright like daylight, but the scene inside was shocking.
A cage is a cage.
Eighteen and nineteen-year-old young men and women are standing, squatting or lying, and their faces are either numb or fearful and trapped in steel cages. They wear dark gold collars around their necks, and an electronic sign is fixed on their ankles. Age, race, talent, and growth potential were assessed.
Although the people in the villa call them precious [exhibits], at first glance they look like "two-legged animals" waiting for others to choose at will in the chaotic wet market.
In the corner, a five- or six-year-old girl curled up on the ground and hugged the bear in her arms tightly. Her breathing was a little chaotic and her face looked very pale.
However, although she was locked in a cage, she had to say that this was the first time she grew up and lived in. No, it was the first time she saw such a spacious and bright house.
If only this was "home"
little girl thought.
afternoon.
It's half past three,
Takehara South Private Academy.
Today is Friday. After the actual combat training session, Higashinohara packed up and prepared to go home.
Speaking of which, today's atmosphere is a bit weird after the scene of yesterday afternoon's actual combat class - many people in the class secretly discussed Higashinohara's training methods, and discussed whether to go to the playground every day from now on. a few laps.
As for Sagi Hikaru, who was taught a lesson yesterday, he was definitely not convinced.
But the power of the powerhouse academy is supreme.
He was easily broken through by Dongyeyuan even after the second-order technique was unfolded yesterday. Even if he was unhappy, he didn't have the confidence to find Dongyeyuan for a fight to regain his face, so he could only hold back for now.
There is ample time.
After all, everyone is only in first grade.
In addition, I heard that there are "good people" in the class. After seeing Higashinohara's performance yesterday, they made a bet and bet on whether Higashinohara, a famous first-year veteran of the Third World War, could pass the assessment next year. Enter second grade.
The bets accepted by the dealers were not too big, and many people joined in the fun.
At this time, Yuta Aida in the back row of Higashinohara stabbed him and asked, "Higashino, do you have any plans for the weekend?"
Oh, by the way, this guy is the one who opened the market.
"work to earn a living"
Higashinohara didn't look back.
"Apart from working?" Aida Yuta asked.
"Of course I'm still working."
Tonohara was angry.
"Hey, Dongye, do you want to fight like that?"
Aida Yuta couldn't help complaining.
"Didn't Mr. Nakazaki in the actual combat class this afternoon say that your level of strength should have reached the second level and the second level? As long as you work hard to improve one level and enter the second year next year, you will be able to restore the accommodation subsidy and free lunch at that time. Now I am working hard. What are you doing to earn so much money?"
"Ha ha."
Higashinohara laughed and turned to ask, "How much is the house price in New Tokyo now?"
Aida Yuta's parents are both real estate agents. Hearing this, he said without hesitation, "The average price is about 850,000 yen per square meter, right? There are cheaper places in some places, what's wrong?"
"Then think about it, if I stay in Tokyo after graduation and want to buy a second-hand apartment of 50 square meters, I will need 42.5 million yen. Based on the average annual salary after graduation, it will probably take 12 years without food or drink."
"On the basis of my current salary of 1,000 yen per hour for part-time work, I need to work continuously for more than 40,000 hours in one place to do the same thing before I can buy a second-hand small apartment."
After finishing speaking, Higashinohara smiled and looked at Aida Yuta, "Why are you still asking me 'making so much money' now?"
Aida Yuta was stunned for a moment.
He has lived in New Tokyo for so many years since he was a child. Although he occasionally works part-time, he only spends some pocket money to buy his favorite mountain bikes or game consoles. He has never thought about this issue.
Higashinohara smiled, feeling helpless and at the same time complaining that since he had already crossed over, why didn't he wear a new Tokyo native, at least he didn't have to worry about being able to stay here in the future.
Shaking his head and saying goodbye to Yuta Aida for a while, Higashinohara took the train home first.
Although part-time work is the guarantee of life, he also knows what his foothold in this world is, and his daily exercise will definitely not fall behind.
Back at the apartment, Higashinohara kept thinking about the missing Nishimaru Miri today, so he couldn't help but went to the third floor to find Aragaki Satoru of the detective office to inquire about today's progress.
The result is that there is no news.
Perhaps because he was a little disappointed to see Higashinohara, Satoru Aragaki patted Higashinohara on the shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry, the Metropolitan Police Department has already paid attention to these disappearance cases, and the files have been transferred from the smiling tiger in the search class to the third investigation. Team 13, my daughter said that the captain of Team 13 is a reliable guy, and I believe I can find it soon."
The third investigation team?
Higashinohara remembered the neat and tidy arrest at the station that night, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The people in the third investigation team were indeed much more reliable than the police from the Metropolitan Police Department.
But thinking of the oranges that Shunsuke Nisamaru mentioned, Higashinohara's brows furrowed again, and he always felt that the disappearance of Nishimaru Miri was not as simple as it seemed.
But now he wants to investigate and there is no way to start.
Twenty-three administrative districts in New Tokyo, with a population of tens of millions, just relying on him to find someone out is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and he can only wait for further news from the third investigation team.
Carrying a handbag and returning to the fifth floor to rent a room by himself, Higashino made himself a cup of ramen to solve the dinner.
While eating the noodles, he checked the bank account he had left with the Metropolitan Police Department on his mobile phone—the wanted bounty had not arrived yet, and it was estimated that he would have to wait seven working days.
Really.
So can I keep some money and earn interest?
Higashinohara complained in his heart, and after eating the noodles, he seemed to log in to a part-time APP that he often used to swipe, looking for suitable part-time jobs on Saturdays, Sundays, and two days.
He swiped a few times on the screen, and the recruitment information of a [exhibition waiter] with a payday the day after tomorrow jumped into his eyes.
Working hours: Sunday.
Working location: Private villa in Odaiba, Minato.
Job content: Greeting guests, serving dinner, and leaving by themselves before the exhibition starts.
Job requirements: Excellent figure and facial features are preferred, good image and good temperament are preferred, and ability is preferred.
Is this a waiter or a male PR?
When Higashinohara saw Article 4, even though he knew he was talking about himself, he couldn't help but complain.
But he vomited halfway and choked back.
Because he saw Article 5.
Work Salary:
10,000 yen per hour,
Tipping is extra.
It's ten times his normal hourly wage!
Seedlings of new books, asking for rewards, asking for recommendations, asking for monthly tickets