Two black cars were speeding on the road.
The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, and the temperature rose, so the leg joints of the female high school students walking along the road were no longer so stiff.
"Captain, this is the list of people who have taken the drug."
Makoto Sakaki sat in the front driver's seat, flipping through the review list handed to him by Kento Naoi.
There are three names on the list:
Takeshi Yoshio.
Masaharu Nomoto.
Kudo Shinichi.
Among the three names, Sakaki Makoto only knew Kudo Shinichi. The other two were extremely unfamiliar to him and he had never even heard of them.
"Our mission today is to go to the homes of these three people and conduct investigations."
Kento Naoi, who works as a driver and a sidekick, said:
"Whose house shall we go to first?"
"Whose house is closest?"
Sakaki Makoto asked back.
"Um..."
Naoi Kento thought about it:
"Takeishi Yoshio lives in Ichi-no-no-kenchu, 14-chome, Beika-cho. It's the closest to us, only 20 minutes away."
"Nomoto Masaharu lives in a rental apartment at 1-chome-5, Beika-cho. It's the farthest away from us."
"As for Kudo Shinichi, he lives in a villa at 2-21, Beika-cho. It's a residential area with many people and eyes, so it's inconvenient for us to move."
The investigation must be conducted in secret, and Sakaki Makoto doesn't think Gin would agree to them breaking into someone else's house in broad daylight.
The neighbors will call the police.
"Then let's go to Takeishi Ryoo's house, which is the nearest one."
Sakaki closed the folder.
"yes."
At 3:30 p.m., the car stopped next to a two-story detached building.
This Japanese-style two-story building, with its own courtyard, is called a single-family building. It is suitable for a family of three. It is usually far away from the city, surrounded by a quiet area, and people have to take the tram to travel.
It is also the most desirable residence for Japanese workers.
Single-family buildings like this are naturally not cheap. A 200-square-meter single-family house costs tens of millions of yen.
If you are in the city, the price will be several times higher.
After looking at the nameplate on the door and confirming that it was undoubtedly Takeishi Ryoo's home, Naoi Kento and Kimura Ryohei walked forward and pushed open the iron gate.
Standing in front of the door, Ryohei Kimura took out the lock-picking toolbox.
Kento Naoi stretched his neck to keep watch, while Makoto Sakaki and the other two were responsible for eye contact and played by the way. The division of labor was clear.
Click!
“It’s open!”
In less than a few minutes, the door lock was pried open. The speed was so fast that Sakaki Makoto couldn't help but wonder if Kimura Ryohei was a professional locksmith.
There are talents everywhere in the organization...
Five people entered a house, took out shoe covers and gloves, and stepped onto the dusty entrance floor.
There were visible flocs floating in the air, and she could clearly feel a blockage when she took a breath. Makise Kurisu sneezed.
"Put it on."
Miyano Shiho took out a mask from her pocket and gave them to Sakaki Makoto and Makise Kurisu.
Ryohei Kimura and Kento Naoi had already opened the door and entered each room to start searching.
Sakaki Makoto now understood what was going on. What investigation...
It sounds nice, but in fact it is just to see whether the person dies after taking the medicine.
But...
Looking at the dusty, deserted house, Sakaki Makoto immediately guessed what had happened to Takeishi Ryoo.
He obviously doesn't have Kudo Shinichi's luck.
No one has been to this house for a long time.
20 minutes passed in a flash.
Kimura Ryohei and Naoi Kento came back after searching the house thoroughly and shook their heads at Sakaki Makoto.
"Identification documents, clothing, furniture, food, shoes, everything remains the same."
“There is no trace of life.”
"Confirmed dead."
Sakaki Makoto turned around expressionlessly:
"Walk."
He didn't want to waste any more time talking to Kento Naoi and Ryohei Kimura.
The task assigned by Gin was simple, so simple that he suspected it was just a formality.
Because for those who take the tissue drugs, the only outcome is death.
Except for the known special case of Kudo Shinichi.
However, Gin and the others did not know about this. With multiple previous cases as evidence, further investigation was only conducted to be on the safe side.
See if there are any fish that slip through the net.
If a person does not die after taking the drug, the first thing he will do is to return to his home or seek help from others, take the money and flee Japan.
As long as the property, clothes and passport in the house have not been touched, the person is most likely dead.
As for getting smaller...
In broad daylight, in the open air, they are doing these weird things...
Who would have thought of this?
The car drove towards Beika-cho 1-chome.
The route has been planned.
First go to Takeishi Yoshio's house, then go to Nomoto Masaharu's house which is the farthest away, then turn around and go back. After checking on Kudo Shin's family along the way, you can return to the research institute.
The distance between 1-chome and 4-chome is quite far, and it takes about an hour and a half to get there if you don't take a direct train.
During this period, Sakaki Makoto did not talk to Miyano Shiho, and at most they just exchanged a few glances.
On the contrary, Makise Kurisu, who was sitting next to her, stared at Sakaki Makoto from beginning to end. Her calm gaze made Sakaki Makoto feel a little uncomfortable.
It feels like...
The cats all have the same wary look when they see outsiders.
Nomoto Masaharu's home is in a similar situation to Takeishi Ryoo's. The dusty floors and walls make it obvious that no one has lived here for a long time.
All the food in the refrigerator is expired, and the mailbox outside the door is filled with bills for payment.
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