This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"There are too many case files in Bashan City in the past ten years. I can't show you all of them. I can only adjust some specific cases."

Okano Ryoko returned to her usual vigorous and resolute manner again, and she turned to Beichuan Temple with her beautiful eyes shining brightly:

"So the Beichuan family boy, if you don't have any clues about investigating yourself, then you have forgotten all the beautiful words before, and go home with your sister.

In the past ten years, there have been numerous events, large and small, and it is not just the ten years in Bashan City. If it is really to be counted, the cases in its surrounding areas also need to be included in the scope of Beichuan Temple's investigation.

This vast project was definitely not completed in a day's function, even if Yoshiko Okano's colleagues dealt with these cases, it would be a headache.

After her blood had cooled down, she did not think that Beichuan Temple had an accurate investigation direction.

Ryoko Okano was sitting at the computer, wanting to see the jokes at Beichuan Temple.

But what she didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple spoke without hesitation:

"First find out which school Ishikawa Kuato is studying in."

He spoke quickly and decisively, completely unlike the appearance of coming over without preparation.

Seeing the appearance of Kitagawa Temple, Yoshiko Okano was slightly stunned, but his subordinates did not stop, and quickly called out Ishikawa Kuaito's information.

The ID photo of Ishikawa Kuato on the screen is still ten years ago.

It was a young man with short and medium hair, a round head and a round face.

Beichuan Temple didn't care what the other party looked like, his eyes were locked on the bottom line of information.

Studying at Xucha Private High School.

"How? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Ignoring Ryoko Okano's ridicule, Beichuan Temple was silent for a while and then said:

"Search for the two keywords of Xucha Private High School and Fire."

"Humph." Seeing that Beichuan Temple didn't give up at all, Okano Ryoko snorted and moved his fingers again.

But at the same time, Okano Ryoko was also a little surprised.

There was indeed a fire in Suka Private High School, but it was all reported ten years ago, and the long-term news ten years ago.

It is impossible for people in Tokyo to know if they have not specifically investigated.

Is it possible that this kid really has a clue?

Ryoko Okano called up the dossier again.

This time, she looked away without bringing up the information, and began to look closely at the results that appeared on the computer.

"Ten years ago, there was a huge fire at Xucha High School. Dozens of victims were killed. There was only one **** the day of escape. At that time, many signs of deliberate arson were found in the school. The prisoner has not been captured until today. Cha High School was also forced to abandon the school under the turmoil of this incident and the'Ishikawa Quick Fight Murder Demon'."

Is there only one girl who escaped from birth?

Some spirits came from Beichuan Temple.

"What's the name of the only girl who survived?"

"Well" Yoshiko Okano clicked with the mouse, and then frowned, "It seems to be at the request of the girl's parent, I hope this matter will not affect the girl. According to the minor protection law, it is not in the file. There was a record in it, and there was no report in the newspaper during the same period, but the pronoun student a was used."

Beichuan Temple was not in a hurry, he said quickly:

"Can you add the keyword'youxi' after the fire? It should still be a record."

"Is it hopeful?" Ryoko Okano didn't rush to search this time. She looked at Beichuan Temple in surprise, "Where did you get this information?"

Could it be that our police station has a traitor? Is this kid so magical?

"Search and see first." Beichuan Temple did not answer Okano's question, but looked at the computer scorchingly, as if the answer was just there.

Ryoko Okano finally started.

Under her mobilization, a few search terms with keywords of ‘Youxi’ and ‘Xucha Private High School Fire’ popped up.

"This girl has passed away."

"I'll take a look."

Without saying anything, Beichuan Temple pushed Okano Ryoko aside, his expression calmly scanning the items on the form.

Sakura Yuki (deceased), female gender, born on May 1, 1994, studying in the second year of Suka Private High School, blood type

Sakura Yuki in the photo is very cute, with short straight hair, grinning at the camera.

Looking at the blurry color photo and the dead note after the name, Beichuan Temple fell silent.

Sakura Yuki is dead.

This is the result obtained from the dossier.

Since it has been recorded in the book, it means that this person has actually died no matter from a social or a realistic perspective.

"How is it? Did you get what you want?" Okano Ryoko asked after seeing Beichuan Temple seriously thinking.

She has no hope of this.

Sakura Yuki was only a dead person ten years ago, and it is impossible for a dead person to come back to commit crimes after being resurrected.

Look at the complexion of Beichuan Temple.

The truth of the case is still hidden behind the fog

Ryoko Okano didn't expect that Beichuan Temple actually raised his head calmly, his voice unchanged:

"I have some clues for the time being, but I have to ask Ryoko for your help to check some things."

"??? Boy, don't deceive yourself." Okano Ryoko grinned, "I know you may be a little excited if the clue is broken, but it's not a good thing to deceive yourself."

Beichuan Temple did not show the excitement of the young man because of the contempt of Yoshiko Okano's words.

There is no benefit to fighting with Ryoko Okano, and if you make trouble, you will have the name of assaulting the police.

He just looked at each other silently.

And Yoshiko Okano, who felt Beichuan Temple's gaze, couldn't stop twitching the corners of his mouth, and finally started to search helplessly.

Kitagawa Temple turned his attention to Sakura Yuki’s photos again, as if he wanted to see the truth of the incident from the girl’s innocent face through ten years of history.

In winter, the night is fast, and the sky is shining with sparse stars.

Beichuan Temple finally figured it out.

Kamiya, who has been sitting on the bench for several hours for no reason, will naturally complain to the calm Beichuan Temple in the future.

But after seeing Ryoko Okano who was following him, he immediately closed his small mouth aggrievedly.

She obviously wanted to complain about how awful the coffee in the police station was and how hard the bench was!

But with Yoshiko Okano, her careful thoughts could not be realized.

She was helpless and could only look at Yoshiko Okano with a faint look.

Who said Ryoko Okano had to sit there by himself!

"It's a bit late now. I'll drive you and Beichuan back. You can wait here first." Ryoko Okano ignored Kamiya Miku's bitter gaze, took out the car key from his pocket, and walked to the parking lot next to the police station.

Once Yoshiko Okano left, Kamiya Miku ran over with an expression uncontrollable:

"Really! Sister Liangzi and you do some interesting things without taking me! I obviously want to know what you are doing!"

"It's not a funny thing, and it's useless to tell you." Beichuan Temple shook his head.

Bringing Kamiya in the future, maybe this girl will talk about the diary.

Beichuan Temple also has selfish intentions, although the system mission did not emphasize that it was the police who caught the prisoner or he personally caught the prisoner. But for reward, Beichuan Temple did not want to add any extra factors to cause the mission to fail.

Kamiya didn't have as many thoughts as Beichuan Temple in the future, she continued with enthusiasm:

"You don't know how difficult coffee is in the police station"

At this time, Beichuan Temple suddenly interrupted her with a calm voice:

"Do you think I don't know how bad the coffee is in the police station? Don't you know how difficult the bench is to sit on?"

"???" Kamiya Miku's eyes widened.

Could it be that Beichuan Temple really has mind-reading skills? Why do you know everything you want to say?

She still wanted to speak, but was interrupted mercilessly by Okano Ryoko who drove over:

"Hey, the Beichuan guy is almost treating the police station as his own, and he has done more than three cases in a single record. Of course he knows how good the coffee in the station is."

"" Kamiya Miku's little mouth couldn't stop moving, but in the end there was no sound.

She looked at Yoshiko Okano with a black line on her face, and then at Beichuan Temple, which was silent.

Treat the police station as your own home

Beichuan Temple is as good as always

(From now on, the actor's name will be directly designated as Beichuan Temple, and the previous name has also been revised!)