I just want to be a regular writer

"...I think too." Alwen scratched his hair, showing a distressed expression: "There are too many coincidences, I can hardly not doubt him, but there is no evidence that points to him."

Alway put down the game console and suddenly changed the subject: "In the comics I read the day before yesterday, the protagonist can use his laptop to kill! Well... just write a name in the laptop."

"what do you want to say?"

"Surreal event?"

"Wake up!" Alwyn stared at Elway with a look of disbelief: "If it is a surreal event, wouldn't we have nothing to do?!"

"This is the most reasonable explanation under the premise of insisting on'Kiraji Ying is guilty'."

"I think you are stupid!"

Chapter 008 Black Swan (3/4)

Sendai Metropolitan Police Department

Misaki Kirihara split recently.

——One thing she can't figure out!

Can't say that.

To be more precise, it would be-it's hard for her not to think about it!

—— Hideki Yamashita is dead.

That was a disgusting man, his words and deeds, his eyes, even the lingering gloom on his face... all disgusting!

But should the sin cause death?

It seems to be impossible-of course, the premise is that he has to regret it.

Unfortunately, he did not regret it.

He pursued an excellent but innocent female high school student like a morbid paranoia, and finally died in an absurd accident.

When Kirihara Misaki received the news, he reacted for almost two minutes.

——Kiliang-kun is present again.

"I must be annoying to death now..."

Misaki Kirihara hugged his head and wailed.

She could already foresee the exact appearance of the twins.

Misaki Kirihara lay on his desk, thinking a little arrogantly--'Forget it, this time is very idle anyway, it can be used to kill those two little ghosts...

The office door was knocked.

Misaki Kirihara didn't look up, but said, "In."

Tanaka Qiuren looked at her and shook his head funny.

The ridiculousness only stayed on his face for a moment, and was replaced by a solemn look: "Vicious serial murder."

"Ok?!"

Misaki Kirihara sat up abruptly and took the case file from Tanaka Akita.

While she was reading the case file, Tian Zhongqiu was not idle.

"In the 4 cases, the victims were 8-year-old, 9-year-old, and two 12-year-old girls. All disappeared after school. The time when each girl was found was no more than 10 days away from the disappearance, and the body was without exception. Missing right thumb."

Tanaka Qiuren paused for a while, curled his lips and continued: "The last victim was found last night, in the trash can in the basement of the nearby supermarket chain. It took only 5 days from missing to being found."

"The interval has been shortened?" Misaki Kirihara asked in a deep voice.

She just flipped through the files for a while, then closed it in disgust and threw it aside.

——The most disgusting crime, the sick love and possession of young children.

"Yes, according to the autopsy result, the victim died two days ago."

"What about the characteristics?"

"All have studied ballet, have played the black swan in "Swan Lake" in school or shopping street performances, team competitions."

"Zeng?" Misaki Kirihara grasped the point.

Tanaka Qiuren nodded difficultly: "Because two of the victims have left the class for a long time, and the residence, school, and even the place where the body was thrown are different, it is difficult to find the overlap. Until last night these cases were transferred to us After that, we checked the life history of the victims overnight and pulled out a list that was detailed to the approximate monthly itinerary, and then..."

Misaki Kirihara had a headache when he heard it, and he pressed his temples and patted the table: "What do those guys in the branch do?!"

"..."

Tian Zhongqiu didn't reply, just bowed his head and clenched his palms-'Beast!'——This is for the prisoner who has never been masked.

Sunny days, weekends-totally your own leisure time.

Jiliang Jiying sat on a chair in the garden, leaning back and reading a professional book.

——He has been slack recently and needs to make up.

Bathed in the sun, Kiraji Ying is undoubtedly pleasant.

The more peaceful life is, the closer he is to "happiness".

He took a sip of the water on the low table on the side and turned the page unhurriedly.

Then he placed his hand on a small car with the size of a palm.

Moved back and forth against the top of the car with his finger, Kira Yoshikage seemed to have found the feeling of playing with a toy car in his childhood.

——Unfortunately, since he was a child, he had no interest in those remote-controlled toy cars that were very expensive at the time. Most of the time, he was just to be happy with his parents.

Today, he doesn't need to be perfunctory anymore, but once again fiddles with the "toy car".

Well, toy cars.

The car is a blue semicircle, with a white skull inlaid on the front of the car-as a toy, it might cause some psychological shadows to the children.

But Kira Yoshikage is quite pleasing, after all, it will be very convenient when the time is right.

After reading the content in front of her, Kira Yoshikage closed her eyes and let her eyes relax a little, then turned her head.

This is indeed a lazy afternoon.