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Chapter 143: Turbidity is the norm, clearness is the heresy

May 24, outside Kyoto Station.

Yosuke Miyaji parked the police station car in the parking lot.

He stood guard at the station exit, waiting for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

People haven't shown up yet.

Miyaji Yosuke took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, held it in his mouth, lit it with a cheap lighter, and took a deep breath.

"Huh," smoke came out of his mouth.

As a long-time smoker, Yosuke Miyaji never inhales cigarettes into his lungs, but spits them out in his mouth.

Smoking was a habit of his thinking.

He was thinking about the murder that occurred in Kamogawa Park last night, in which four people died at once.

But the Kyoto Police Department seems to have no intention of launching an investigation.

At least in the eyes of Miyaji Yosuke, the director and others were not very interested in investigating the case at all. They only inferred a conclusion and then wrote the conclusion into a file. They did not even conduct a symbolic visit and directly put the case in the file room. It was obvious that A touch of weirdness.

In Miyaji Yosuke's view, such a result was either due to pressure from someone above.

Either there is pressure from above, and the police department will only choose to turn a blind eye to the case when it comes to cases that cannot be afforded.

Miyaji Yosuke blew out a puff of smoke again, but the depression in his heart did not dissipate with the smoke.

He forgot how many years he had been doing this.

I only remember that when I first joined the police station, I was very ambitious and joined the police station with the mentality of wanting to defeat evil.

Now, the childhood dream is long gone.

The reason why he is still persisting is not because of his dream, but simply because he is used to it. He is used to the life of trying to solve crimes desperately, so he is unwilling to make changes.

Even if life is unsatisfactory.

No wonder he is called a big idiot.

Miyaji Yosuke felt a little helpless, knowing that his colleagues at the police station privately said that he was stupid.

You have to work harder and work harder than others, but your salary is not as high as those who are just dawdling, or even not as high as those who are dawdling.

How stupid he is.

"Senior Miyaji, look, what a beautiful woman!"

The young junior poked his waist with his elbow and sounded very excited.

Miyaji Yosuke didn't look up, he just smoked quietly.

When he goes out, he remembers what his wife told him not to look at beautiful women on the roadside casually.

Apart from being obedient, Miyaji Yosuke had no other thoughts about marrying his wife.

After all, he had been doing a small patrol for so many years, which really wronged his wife who was a school beauty in the past.

He cannot give his wife material enjoyment, but at least he must satisfy her spiritually.

Dedicatedness definitely comes first.

"Hey, Miyaji-senpai, she seems to be coming towards us!"

The junior's voice became more and more excited.

"An Yuan, don't forget, you are a policeman."

Miyaji Yosuke scolded.

As a police officer, how could he make such a disrespectful sound?

An Yuan ignored the senior's words and just stared blankly at the approaching beauty, feeling a little panicked.

This was the first time he saw such a beautiful woman. Compared with the women he had seen in magazines and movies in the past, they were completely different from the woman in front of him.

Her skin was as white as a jade, making her eyebrows and hair look extra black.

Tall.

She was wearing a large blue and white striped T-shirt with light blue jeans underneath.

There were two holes in the knee, but the skin inside was not exposed. Instead, the two holes were covered with white lines.

Her hair is as long as a waterfall.

She walked towards here.

An Yuan suddenly became very guilty and inferior. He didn't even dare to look at her, his palms were so nervous that they were sweating, and delusions flashed through his mind for a moment.

Isn't this person interested in me?

This idea made him a little excited, but he knew it was not realistic.

Before the beauty even got close, the faint fragrance was already filling the air, corroding the smell of second-hand smoke that filled the air.

Only at this moment did Miyaji Yosuke recover his mind and subconsciously looked at the woman's waist.

With his years of experience, he immediately noticed a slight bulge in the opponent's waist.

Outsiders might not be able to see anything, but Miyaji Yosuke could find that it should be the outline of a gun.

"Are you the Morimoto Police Department?"

"That's right, my name is Chiyo Morimoto. Mr. Miyaji is indeed an old-timer. He has good eyesight."

There was a hint of surprise on Morimoto Chiyo's face.

She deliberately wore an oversized T-shirt to cover it up. It would be difficult for ordinary people to identify the gun she wore around her waist.

"It's just a professional habit."

Yosuke Miyaji replied and introduced: "This is Hiroyuki Yasuhara, my partner."

"You, 伱, okay."

Yoshihiro Yasuhara stood up straight, seemed to stutter a bit when speaking, and his cheeks were obviously flushed like a little girl.

Chiyo Morimoto smiled and said, "Well, Mr. Miyaji, let's talk about the case."

Just looking at Yasuhara Hiroshi's performance, we can tell that this is the kind of young man with no ability and no need to communicate too much.

If she wanted to solve the case, she would naturally find an experienced inspector like Miyaji Yosuke to discuss the case.

"Yes." Miyaji Yosuke nodded, a little surprised that the police officer's work style was very clean and neat, which made him fond of him.

Only such a person is convincing when serving as a police officer. He is worthy of being an elite of the Metropolitan Police Department, but he is one level better than the local police department.

He began to describe what he knew.

Next to him, Hiroyuki Yasuhara was a little ashamed. Although he wanted to express himself, he didn't have the ability at all.

He had no intention of paying attention to the case at all, and felt very regretful. He should have known more about it from his seniors.

……

"That's probably what the case is."

Yosuke Miyaji got in the car, started the car and said, "Do you need to go to the scene to investigate?"

Chiyo Morimoto sat in the passenger seat, shook her head and said: "No, Mr. Miyaji's report is very detailed.

I trust your experience will not allow intelligence to be missed in the field.

You say, how do we find witnesses? "

Chiyo Morimoto fastened her seat belt.

Miyaji Yosuke thought for a while and said: "We have collected fingerprints and urine now, but if we want to find witnesses, we can only ask the residents around Kamogawa Park to see if they have seen any unknown women alone. Walking down the street.”

"Is there no surveillance around?"

"There is no surveillance around Kamogawa Park."

"Okay, then the only option is to adopt this stupid method."

Chiyo Morimoto sighed softly, it was inconvenient without monitoring.

If there is surveillance, you can call it at any time and check the witnesses and the scene.

As for fingerprints, the police station only records the fingerprints of prisoners with criminal records.

Without a criminal record, even if fingerprints are left at the scene, it is not easy to find the person.

Although we have entered the 21st century, we still need to visit each house and interview witnesses. This method of investigating crimes makes her feel very backward.

"Where do you want to go first?"

"I don't know much about Kyoto. It's up to Mr. Miyaji. I believe in your professional ability."

"it is good."

Miyaji Yosuke nodded. He likes smart people who know who they are. He is most afraid of people who think they are very powerful even if they only know a little bit about it.

……

In Japan, conducting interviews and surveys is not an easy task.

If they didn't come to ask questions, residents would honestly answer all kinds of questions.

In this era when everyone despises tax thieves, a domestic job survey found that the profession least recognized by the people is the police.

Second, legally, residents have the right not to answer their questions.

As long as the suspect is not listed as a suspect, the police station cannot require the other party to cooperate with its work.

To name a person as a suspect, you must have conclusive evidence.

With their simple door-to-door inquiry method, residents who say they don't know already have a good attitude.

Some aunts even picked up brooms and shouted, "Go away, you tax thieves!"
This kind of exclusion also makes it easier for people in the police station to choose to mess up.

After all, you have to work hard to investigate the case. On the one hand, you have to rack your brains to think about how to solve the case, and on the other hand, you have to endure the difficulties and insults from those who do not cooperate.

With such a meager salary, it is really difficult for people to work hard without complaining. Most police officers simply fail.

Anyway, the crime detection rate is not related to promotion. It doesn't matter whether the case is solved or not.

Miyaji Yosuke has long been accustomed to the attitudes of those people.

He walked out of the residential building and looked at the sky. It was already noon.

Miyaji Yosuke wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Let's find a place to eat."

"That's all."

Chiyo Morimoto nodded. The visit and investigation were more tiring than expected. It is not that the beautiful police department has special privileges in this regard.

Rather, if it is too beautiful, it is easy for those men to choose to end the topic quickly.

Because of their low self-esteem, they are unwilling to have contact with beauties like Morimoto Chiyo.

Women will be jealous of her again.

"Mr. Miyaji, what can you do about this lack of cooperation?"

"I am a classmate of the owner of a restaurant. He is quite famous in the neighborhood. During the meal, we will see if he has any information for us."

Miyaji Yosuke's words made Morimoto Chiyo a little speechless and said: "Since there is an acquaintance, why didn't you ask earlier?"

Miyaji Yosuke answered truthfully: "He also needs time to ask people. While he is collecting information, we will also continue to collect information. A two-pronged approach will be efficient."

Chiyo Morimoto suddenly understood why such a capable person as Miyaji Yosuke was still an inspector, not even the inspection director.

The reason is probably this inability to adapt.

If Chiyo Morimoto thought she had an acquaintance, she would give priority to waiting for news from the acquaintance instead of visiting around.

The weather is so hot now. I can't stop sweating if I keep walking outside.

Chiyo Morimoto stretched out her hand and wiped her forehead.

Upon seeing this, Hiroshi Yasuhara quickly gave him a bottle of iced drink and said: "Morimoto Police Department, drink some orange juice."

"Thanks, but I'm not thirsty."

Chiyo Morimoto smiled and politely declined the drink.

It’s not that he despises the drinks in vending machines, it’s just that he despises Yasuhara Hiroki.

Although she likes to tease people, she doesn't want to tease everyone, she only teases those who are interested.

For example, the cute blogger who doesn't show his face, and Qingze.

(End of this chapter)