It has been a month since I came back from New York.
A plan to investigate Vermouth, a member of the organization with three faces, is also being planned. Fujiwara Yu does not think that Yinsen Hondou can easily complete this investigation task alone, so he can focus his attention elsewhere.
For example, the FBI's movements.
He was basically certain that Shuichi Akai and Judy Stein were responsible for investigating Vermouth, and they should have more useful information.
It is definitely unrealistic to obtain this information through legitimate means, so the only way is to wait and see, and obtain relevant and useful information by tracking and investigating these two FBI investigators.
Isn't this a good result?
In just one month, Yinsen Bentang brought back some good news about Judy Stelling. Her father was also an FBI investigator, but he died in a common fire accident 19 years ago.
From the photos sent by Yinsen Bentang, it is not difficult to see that the old black-framed glasses Judy is wearing now are the same as those of the man in the photo, which means... the glasses Judy is wearing are her father's relics.
Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu have clearly stated that given their position in the organization, it is impossible for them to come into contact with anyone higher up than the action team leader Gin.
Therefore, as someone from the same class as Akai Shuichi, he probably had no contact with Vermouth when he was Rye Whiskey. So the only thing he could say about Vermouth's identity was... it could only be the FBI's internal intelligence.
If Judy's father's death is seen as a carefully planned murder, it can explain why the FBI knows Vermouth so well - Judy's father did not die in an accident, it was Vermouth who did it, and Judy was the eyewitness who survived by chance.
Did he choose not to enter the witness protection program and resolutely follow the same path as his father?
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of this. He was the same. It seemed that he had a good connection with Miss Judy, but whenever he thought of her, something unspeakable would always come up, as well as the plate of creamy carbonara pasta that didn't taste good to him.
He shook his head to put the terrible content behind him, and looked up at the computer in front of him. The case he solved yesterday had not yet been written into a written report, so he had to write it quickly.
Dongdong.
There was a knock on the door, and most of the people knocking were police officers from other departments.
After rearranging the workstations, Yuji Hashimoto, who was sitting closest to the door, put down his work, stood up and walked to the locked office door. After opening it, he found a very familiar-looking police officer.
But he has poor social skills and can't even remember the names of a few colleagues in the same department.
Chiba Kazunobu came to Takashi Sosuke with a stack of envelopes. He put the things down with a smile and reminded him:
"Inspector Takashi, when I was helping Inspector Megure get something, I saw that your mailbox was full, so I took the opportunity to get it for you."
Mashiba Kenzo, who was biting the ballpoint pen, caught a glimpse of the thick stack of envelopes and his eyes widened:
"Inspector, aren't these all letters from people who admire you? This is too much. Didn't we tell them not to send this kind of stuff to the Metropolitan Police Department?"
"If order could be maintained with just a few words, there would be no criminals in the world." Tsuda Usho sighed. He stood up and walked to Takashi Sosuke's side, smiling and asked, "Inspector, do you need me to help you look?"
Fujiwara Yuu looked at the envelopes in front of him with a headache. There were at least fifty or sixty of them, which was already twice as many as before. He picked up a letter with a cold face and said in a deep voice:
"Well, sift through the letters. If they're asking for help, keep them. If not, throw them away."
"Yes, police department!"
Fujiwara Yu opened the letter in his hand and saw the sentence asking about the marriage status at a casual glance. Without even guessing the rest of the content, he crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
This kind of meaningless question is really boring.
After reading several letters one after another, he felt that he had wasted five precious minutes of his life.
Just as Fujiwara Yuu was opening the document to edit the report, Takagi Wataru, somewhat puzzled, picked up the letter in his hand and handed it to Takagi Sosuke, asking:
"Inspector, isn't this letter a bit strange? I have no idea what this person is trying to convey."
Fujiwara Yu lowered his head to look at the contents of the letter. At first glance, he really couldn't understand what the person wanted to express, but as long as he removed some repeated katakana, he could see the hidden content of the letter.
He picked up the ballpoint pen and erased all the extra katakana. The contents on the letter paper made him stunned. Takagi Wataru, who was standing nearby, also read out the contents word by word:
"Please, save me. Someone wants to kill me... Hey? Inspector?"
"Hashimoto, open the database and screen for women named Matsuoka Chie who lives in Fuchu City. Be quick!" Fujiwara Yu noticed the name at the signature and the stamp with the words Fuchu City printed on it, and immediately gave the order.
"yes."
The sound of keyboard clacking came from Hashimoto Yuji. Within a few minutes, all the girls named Matsuoka Chie in Fuchu City were screened out. Fortunately, there were not many people with the same name and surname, and the range was relatively small.
Fujiwara Yu originally planned to use the dumbest method, which was to ask his subordinates to visit the homes of these people with the same name, but when he saw the photo of one of the girls, he always felt that she looked very familiar... He seemed to have seen her before?
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