I just want to be a regular writer

That night.

The woman with black hair and blue eyes watched Kira Yoshikage walk into the house carrying a bag with a thoughtful look.

Under the street lamp, her jet-black hair is like a fine black silk, exuding a healthy and attractive luster.

"Another person disappeared."

"Who?"

"Sato Ka." The woman with black hair and blue eyes whispered: "After contacting Yoshikage Kira. Maybe... Yoshikage Kira is also our goal."

"You have no evidence."

"You didn't find any evidence. The monitoring of the aisle on the third floor of the publishing house was broken. The damn maintenance staff only worked on weekdays."

"So you should go home."

"No, the conclusion is the same, why should we waste time?" The woman with black hair and blue eyes took out a delicate dagger that looked like a work of art from her pocket.

"...Ah...I said that we only act after we have the evidence and techniques."

"the same."

"No, it's not the same. I think the most pressing issue now is your'education'."

Under the street lamp, the woman's pupils suddenly enlarged: "You want to think again!..."

"you guessed right."

As if involuntarily, the black-haired and blue-eyed woman raised a dagger and cut her throat.

Blood spurted out suddenly, because she was standing upside down into the air intake pipe-she fell to the ground without making a whimper.

"Ding--"

The artwork-like dagger fell on the asphalt.

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The last chapter is late, so I want to post it together after the code of this chapter (?ω?)

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Chapter 019

"Ah...Kill me!"

Misaki Kirihara wailed on his desk.

Maki Sato’s disappearance has no clue so far, Sato Ka is missing again-when the private detective hired by the Sato family came with this news, Misaki Kirihara only felt that his eyes were dark.

She thought she must have been entangled by some kind of evil spirit recently.

-Frequent homicides, disappearances without warning, and proper monitoring failures.

"Be sure to ask for an amulet during the Chinese New Year..."-Misaki Kirihara hit the table with his forehead, thinking of self-defeating.

"Ah! No! You have to cheer up!"

With a sound of "pop!" Misaki Kirihara patted his cheek with both hands and went back to work.

Recently there was another serial murder case in the city-this is a case that is not difficult to solve.

The murderer's goal is clear and clear, which evolved from a private enmity.

——The first case is just the most common passionate murder.

But the murderer had no fear in the face of the dead, but was even more excited.So he continued to target the family-until... he was found in the form of a corpse by the police-just two days ago.

Many stab wounds on the corpse, the precise cut of the thigh artery, and the fear of struggling and begging for mercy during his lifetime were recorded by the camera-those photos spilled all over the floor.

It's like... what he did to the victim's family.

The only difference from the past scene is that there is a line of blood words on the scene——.(An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth)

The serial murderer... was killed by his own methods. Is this... some kind of sanction?

--absurd!

Misaki Kirihara took a deep breath and walked out of the office with the file.

She found one thing.

There is a strange excitement in the Metropolitan Police Department-it is a quiet excitement composed of countless sights and whispers.

"what happened?"

Misaki Kirihara took the dossier and patted Tanaka Akito, who was hiding in the front of the front office of the Police Department, and patted his head.

"Ah, Team Leader Kirihara."

Tanaka Qiuren was dumbfounded for a while, clutching the back of his head and laughing awkwardly.

Afterwards, he pointed to the office with a mysterious face, and said softly: "Two strange people have arrived."

As soon as the voice fell, the door to the front office opened.

The first to come out from the inside is a pair of young teenage girls.

Their faces have obvious Western characteristics, and the similarities in the details of the facial features are incredible.

They were looking up at Misaki Kirihara—to be precise, looking at the file in Misaki Kirihara's hands.

"It's'finish'."

"First do handwriting identification." The girl among them took out the case file from Kirihara Misaki and said to herself: "Although imitation is not ruled out, I hope it is him."

The boy nodded: "I hope this line is worthy of our 15-hour flight. I still feel airsick."

"Going back to sleep, solving the case requires a clear brain."

"It makes sense."

After speaking, the young girl walked towards the front door without anyone holding hands.

When did the Metropolitan Police Department begin to receive children playing detective games?!