However, Hinata Hajime was still late.

At the door of the police station, Hinata Hajime saw the policemen with frowns on their brows. It seemed that something had happened inside, so everyone was running inside.

Hinata Hajime was stopped outside. Something went wrong inside the police station, and the police would not let him in for any reason. Even though he had a police ID, since he was not a police officer in this area, he should not get involved in such things. No one knew what would happen.

Fortunately, Inspector Megure, who rushed over, saw Hinata Hajime who was blocked. After understanding the situation a little, he took Hinata Hajime inside.

In Megure Jusan's opinion, Hinata Hajime is not an untrustworthy person.

So, Hinata Hajime saw the bloody scene in the police station.

"A body has been found!"

A familiar voice sounded, and Hinata Sou pressed his temples, feeling a pain in his head.

This is the police station. Surrounded by several policemen, the remaining painters were frightened and kept screaming. The man lying on the ground was already dead. His eyes were open, without any struggle on his face. He lay on the ground quietly, as if this was his choice.

"What's going on?" Inspector Megure looked at Wrinkle with an unpleasant expression, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him? How come he's still dead?"

"I'm sorry!" The policeman next to him apologized quickly, "It's not that we didn't watch carefully. He suddenly stood up and started to commit suicide. We were all shocked. Before we could hold him down, he used the scissors on the table to cut his own trachea. We couldn't save him no matter how hard we tried."

Inspector Megure looked at his pale face and the bloodstains on his police uniform, and realized that he could not be lying.

"You go and check the surveillance." Inspector Megure directed the people around him, and then the forensic doctor came in and began to examine the body. The rest of the people collected evidence, and someone else comforted the remaining painter.

However, watching a person commit suicide on the spot is definitely a horrifying thing.

Hinata Hajime looked around. There were too many screens in the police station, and he didn't know where the man was at the beginning. Therefore, if he wanted to make sure to kill only this man, there must be a screen that he was facing alone. On that screen was the image of the black and white bear.

I think we'll understand after a while when Megure Jusan checks out the surveillance footage.

"What on earth is going on?" Megure Jusan murmured softly, "Why would someone commit suicide for no reason?"

In this science-first world, no one knows why.

During the search and evidence collection, the police investigating the surveillance came back, and Megure Jusan invited Hinata Hajime to watch together.

Of course, they couldn't tell anything serious during the surveillance, as they were all very normal scenes. The most abnormal thing was that he suddenly stopped, turned around, picked up a pair of scissors and pierced his neck with great accuracy. As painters, each of them had matching art props, so having a pair of scissors was not a surprise.

Hinata Hajime looked at the surveillance screen calmly. In the camera, Hinata Hajime determined the direction the deceased was looking at, and then found a screen in the corner.

There was a tablet computer, which was the stolen property found by the police after they caught the thief.

No one would think that this artist committed suicide because of this tablet.

"I'd better not disturb you all here." Hinata Hajime said, his voice full of apology, "Can I go and see those painters?"

"Of course." Officer Megure nodded quickly, "Don't worry, Mr. Hinata. As long as it can help solve the case, we welcome any clues from anyone."

After politely saying goodbye to Inspector Megure, Hinata Hajime quickly came to where the painters gathered.

Because of the previous accident, the police arranged them to a safer location in order to ensure their lives and mental health. When Hinata Hajime passed by, he happened to see one of them questioning the police.

"How could that man commit suicide? What on earth are we facing?" the man kept shouting, "Ten minutes ago, he was still discussing his paintings with me. He confidently told me that this time his inspiration was bursting."

"Even if he dies, he will record this inspiration. I am a painter, I know better than you!"

The police were also very helpless. They didn't know what was going on, let alone why someone would commit suicide in front of them. "Sir, calm down first. Our captain will come and explain the details to you in a moment."

"Really?" Another man squatting in the corner raised his head. He was covered in unwashed paint and looked a little sloppy. Even his glasses were stained with black ink. "I remember there were twelve people participating in the competition, but there are less than seven of them here now. Don't tell me that the rest of them committed suicide like this."

"I don't want to die." Akagi Eito burst into tears, "I don't want to die at all, help me."

"You are safe now." The police had to comfort them. "Don't worry, there will be police patrolling here 24 hours a day, there will be absolutely no problems."

"But there were a lot of police officers around when that person died!"

Hinata Hajime stood outside the door with a slightly frowned brow.

Did he die after discussing his paintings with others? If there was a reason for his death, it was because he found inspiration for the competition. He even discussed it enthusiastically with people around him and might have said that he would definitely win the prize.

So he died.

It seems that in this desperate incident, it is more likely that the contestants were responsible.

At this moment, a man stood up, looked at the policeman with a little light in his eyes, and said, "Can you provide paper and a drawing board?"

"Huh?" The policeman was stunned for a moment, "Paper and drawing board?"

"Yes, and there are paints." The man murmured, "No need for a pen, just give me the paints. Seeing that man die, I got an inspiration. I think I can draw the theme of the competition now. Please give me paper and paints immediately!"

The policeman frowned and turned on the intercom. He asked for instructions from the other end, and then he nodded to the painter.

"Please wait a moment. Your order will be delivered shortly."

"Okay, okay!" The man walked around the room excitedly, muttering to himself, as if he was continuing his inspiration.

After seeing other people die, he still had the mind to paint. His expression made the surrounding painters look very complicated. Some people even almost wrote "pervert" on his face just by looking at his expression. At this moment, Hinata Hajime frowned slightly.

Because he was in a very remote position, he could just see Akagi Eito's expression.

He stared at the painter with a ferocious look in his eyes.

As if she wanted to eat him whole.

At that moment, Hinata Hajime suddenly understood why the deceased Nakayama Riku was so jealous of him.

Because he is indeed worthy of envy.

…

"But I didn't see anything wrong." Nanami Chiaki said after learning the situation, "I have been monitoring Akagi Eito, and so far, he has always given me the impression of being a coward and afraid of death. He was the first to scream when that person committed suicide."

Hinata nodded, "Did he touch the tablet computer next to the table?"

“No.”

"Where's your cell phone?"

"Yes, but everyone was using their cell phones at the time," said Nanami Chiaki. "Because the police brought them here urgently for their safety, they were using their cell phones to explain the situation to their families after they arrived here."

Hinata thought for a moment, "Can you come in now?"

"No." Nanami Chiaki shook her head. "The police officers are not sure what caused their deaths, so their cell phones were taken away. The only thing I can hack into now is the surveillance system. However, if that person puts the image of Monokuma on the surveillance screen, it will undoubtedly be a self-exposure."

"If he really wanted to win the championship and kill someone, he wouldn't do that."

"Sorry for the trouble, Nanami."

Nanami Chiaki shook her head, then she looked at Hinata Hajime, "Hinata-kun, what are you going to do next?"

"Stop that man from killing any more people."

"Hey?" Nanami Chiaki was stunned for a moment, "What should I do?"

"Deal with the source." Hinata Hajime smiled, "Don't worry, leave everything to me."

Watching Hinata Hajime leave, Nanami Chiaki sighed slightly, then she cheered herself up and told herself to keep working hard, so she went back to surveillance and tried to observe everyone. If the murderer was really inside, he would reveal himself eventually.

On the other side, Hinata Hajime quickened his pace and walked towards the art museum. Since he had been there once before, police officers came to the door one after another. After seeing Hinata Hajime, the secretary immediately took Hinata Hajime to the office.

In order to deal with this incident, the museum director postponed all his outbound work and stayed in the museum to cooperate with the police investigation.

When he saw Hinata Hajime, the museum director smiled bitterly, "Mr. Policeman, nice to see you again. You came here in such a short time. Do you want to tell me good news or bad news?"

Hinata Hajime shook his head, "No, I just came to ask the director for a favor."

"Help?" The old man looked at Hinata Hajime with some surprise. After a moment, he frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Can I help you catch the murderer?"

"Can."

"Okay." The old man nodded seriously. "As long as we can catch the person who wantonly hurt those children, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do my best to achieve it."

"It's not a big deal, but it's something only you can do." Hinata Hajime said, "Please announce a message to all the participants, telling them that this competition is cancelled."

The old man looked at Hinata Hajime in surprise, "Is that all?"

"Yes, of course it doesn't matter whether you cancel the match or not, just let them know that the match has been cancelled. It would be best if you could say it's tragic enough, like there won't be another match like this in a few years." Hinata Sou said seriously, "Please."

The old man was silent for a moment, then he lowered his head, and in that instant he seemed to have aged a lot.

He said, "Mr. Policeman."

"Are you telling me that the people who wantonly hurt those children were among those involved?"

“I won’t miss any possibility.”

"Really?" The old man smiled reluctantly. "I have built this art museum for so many years, and have held competitions of all sizes for so long. I never thought that this would happen. My original intention was just to provide young children with a way out."

Hinata Hajime looked at him and said, "When this becomes the last way, those who want to use it to go up will do terrible things."

"It's not your fault, nor is it the fault of this game. It's just the human heart that's wrong."

The old man looked at Hinata Hajime, and after a moment he smiled, "Young man, have you ever thought about coming over to paint?"

"Oh? No way." Hinata Hajime quickly refused, "I can't draw. I tried before and all I could do was mix all the colors together."

"If you mix those colors together, you will only get black." The old man said, "But it is also a good idea to want to mix all the colors. It is because of desire that there will be progress. If you mix only black at the beginning, then the next time, it will not be just black."

Hinata Hajime smiled and said, "Thank you."

"I will ask my secretary to send the message to the police station and tell them personally that the game has ended." The old man smiled and said, "No, I will ask my secretary to go back with you, Mr. Policeman. After all, if the murder was caused by the game, the murderer would take it very seriously."

"I think the police officer wants to observe everyone."

"Thank you very much." Hinata Hajime said, "Don't worry, we will definitely catch him."

The old man got busy. He first called his secretary to come in. Finally, he thought about it and replaced the female secretary with another man who was always with the old man. This not only increased the credibility, but also prevented the female secretary from being injured due to physical problems.

After learning about his mission, the man was a little surprised, but he still nodded and said that he would deliver the message seriously.

On the way to the police station, the man was constantly thinking about how he should notify, and then he looked at Hinata Hajime who was standing quietly beside him. As someone close to the old man, he knew that Hinata Hajime had been here twice and was very concerned about this case, but it was not until another group of police officers came that he realized that Hinata Hajime was not the police officer in this area.

He once doubted Hinata Hajime's intentions, but the museum director trusted him very much.

"I could see the courage in his eyes to end it all."

At that time, the museum director said this.

The man pursed his lips, but finally he spoke.

He said, "Mr. Policeman, does this really solve the problem? It just means giving up the game."

"Are you surprised? Actually, I am a little surprised too." Hinata Hajime said, "But sometimes things are just like this. Some things that seem to be no problem at all to others are the last hope in the eyes of others."

"hope?"

"Have you ever thought about this?" Hinata Hajime said, "One day, you lost your job and no one would accept you. Finally, you found a store that didn't care about others and insisted on taking you in. But just when you were ready to work seriously, the store was burned to ashes by a fire."

The man was stunned for a moment, "Ah? Am I so miserable?"

"Of course I'm not saying you're that miserable, I'm just using this as an analogy." Hinata Hajime laughed, "For the murderer, this competition is the only store that can take him in. It's his only hope, so he has to kill other people to get this chance."

"But, Mr. Policeman, if you ask the director to cancel this competition, is that the same as burning down the store?"

Hinata Sou nodded, "Yes, that's it."

"That's right, everything we do is meaningless."

"It's meaningless." Hinata Hajime was smiling, but there was no warmth in his smile. It even seemed to contain countless ice. His double-colored eyes carried emotions that were impossible to detect. He said, "I think since he did such a thing, he is ready to get nothing."

"Please don't worry about it, you just need to do your job. It is my and other police officers' job to catch the murderer."

The man was a little frightened. He quietly took a step to the side and continued to recite his lines.

But, but…

If they are willing to do something like that even if it means killing someone, it means that they are not prepared to fail.

No one makes a decision to fail.

This will only make that person more desperate.

At this time, Hinata Hajime decided to push this man into the abyss of despair.

Actions taken to avoid despair only lead to greater despair.