Chapter 71 Twenty-two Shotas

Of course not.

If Chi Jiang Na Yue were here at this moment, he would definitely answer Scotland's question in this way.

That teacher was indeed involved in a case twenty years ago, but that case was not committed by Granti, who actually did not exist. The reason it became an unsolved case was that the real murderer fell into the sea shortly after committing the crime, and now it is estimated that not even a bone is left.

If [Shu] hadn't told him personally, Chijiang Nayue would never have thought that there would be such an unlucky murderer.

However, the murderer's misfortune just facilitated his actions. In a sense, he really needs to thank this guy who was lucky enough not to have any features left, but also unlucky enough to be left lying on the bottom of the sea.

Thinking of this, Akae Nazuki, who had just been released from the Nagano Police Headquarters, opened his eyes again at the end of a deep alley.

This time, he asked [Shu] to place his new body near Lei, who was still exploring outside.

Chijiang Nayue walked out of the alley, looked up at the residential buildings beside her, and then raised her eyebrows with interest.

The target's temporary residence was found so quickly. It seems that the FBI also attaches great importance to this mission? Or, it is very important for Lei to reveal his identity to his two partners? Who cares? As long as it does not affect his plan, Chi Jiang Na Yue can be considerate and pretend not to see it.

This world is not his world, so just let Bourbon deal with the FBI!

In the hotel, as the book said, Bourbon should be held back for an hour. What Akjiang Nayue needed to do during this hour was to get out of everyone's sight, set up the necessary scenes outside, and supplement the script details that would be distributed to everyone.

For example, his first stop was the Nagano Prefecture Police Headquarters, where he found case data from twenty years ago that was inconsistent with the script. He quickly overwrote it with the replacement version he had prepared earlier, and at the same time provided a one-stop service of hypnosis to implant small pieces of false memories in all the relevant personnel who knew more about the case as pointed out in the book.

Thanks to the killer's almost non-existent presence, Chijiang Nayue hardly had to put in any effort the whole time.

This is the second step in perfecting your interpretation.

first step?

Although Chi Jiang Na Yue said before that Master Scotland should not be kept waiting for too long... in fact, all the preparations on Scotland's side had been completed when he and [Shu] left the time gate four years ago.

If he hadn't been worried that jumping through the time gate again after hypnosis would weaken the hypnosis effect, Chi Jiang Nayue would have originally planned to complete the preparations for the police headquarters at the time gate four years ago. In that case, he wouldn't have to rush around and deploy himself everywhere.

...sounds weird.

"Please give me one of the new weekend products in the store." Chijiang Nayue walked into the cake shop opposite the residential building and said to the clerk at the counter. Even though she didn't have any expression, her tone was lively and cheerful, "Thank you, sister."

The clerk had an expression very similar to that of the front desk lady in Hakata, and quickly packed the cake for him.

Chijiang Nayue adjusted the hood of his newly created sweater to ensure that the clerk could see his appearance clearly. After paying, he pretended to have just remembered and asked, "Can I borrow the bathroom door?"

As expected, he got an affirmative answer.

After closing the empty bathroom door, Chijiang Nayue rubbed her face and her expression softened.

Really, he has been looking like a silly little boy all this time, and his face is so stiff.

"Okay, now it's time to use my supernatural powers." After sorting out his emotions, the savior slowly walked to the door of the innermost compartment, clasped his hands happily, and said so.

…

When Lei came out of the house, he was still thinking.

He did not find the target himself in the door of the mission target's room. In order not to make any surprises, he had to leave first and make plans later.

Thinking of this, Lei's eyes swept across the sign of the cake shop opposite.

By the way, I think I found a receipt from this store on the door of the room just now?

He walked towards the shop opposite without stopping.

“Welcome to visit us next time!”

When Lei pushed open the glass door, someone walked out. He glanced at him casually and saw some fine black hair sticking out from under his hood.

The target is red hair.

He strode to the counter thoughtfully and asked the clerk politely, "Excuse me, I would like to ask if this person has been to your store recently?"

As he spoke, Lei showed the target photo on the screen of his cell phone to the clerk.

The clerk's welcome words got stuck in his throat, and he looked surprised and puzzled: "Excuse me, who are you?"

Lei pondered.

"I'm a detective from Tokyo," the door of the cake shop opened again, and the man who came in from outside heard the long-haired young man say this in a light voice at the first moment, "This is the person I commissioned to investigate."

As if that wasn't enough, the young man added, "The female client asked me to investigate an extramarital affair."

The new man slipped and almost laughed out loud.

What a detective from Tokyo, what an investigator of an extramarital affair...Pfft, does Bourbon know you're saying that, Ry?

Apparently, what Lei added later was very necessary. The female clerk immediately relaxed her expression and began to think seriously.

"I have indeed seen this person before." After recalling for a moment and confirming the details, the clerk said firmly, "I remember this customer came very early today. Because there were not many people buying cakes in the morning, I have a deep impression of him."

Lai carefully observed the clerk's expression and felt relieved when he was sure that she was not lying.

It seems that the person who just left was not the target... Strange, then why did he feel that person was familiar?

After asking the question, Lei turned around and prepared to leave the cake shop and go to another place to continue the investigation.

He put his hand on the door handle and heard the clerk's voice behind him: "Oh, it's this gentleman."

Lei turned his head sharply and found that the clerk was pointing in the direction of the bathroom door.

"The new guest seems to be the one who came this morning." She said in surprise, "He went straight to the bathroom door..."

Oops!

Lei rushed over in two steps and pushed open the closed door of the bathroom.

A strong smell of blood suddenly came out.

The clerk who came over from behind the counter to see the excitement covered his mouth and screamed, "Someone's dead!!"

The corpse lying on the ground at the end of the bathroom door was exactly the target Lei was looking for!

At this moment, Lei thought of the mysterious black-haired man wearing a hat who passed by him. Even though he knew that the mysterious man left before the deceased, his intuition still drove him to the door of the cake shop.

However, the streets were empty, with no one in sight.

—

Bourbon was still downstairs in the hotel when he received the call from Ley.

He had come downstairs to move some luggage, but the hotel suddenly lost power and the backup generator was under repair. The elevator could not be used, so he had to take the stairs. But when he reached the emergency exit, he found that it was locked by someone, so he had to go back and ask the hotel staff to find the key to open the door. While waiting for the key, the hotel lobby was very busy. Specifically, Bourbon encountered three pickpockets, two robbers and a kidnapping attempt.

He pushed the criminal who tried to kidnap a little girl in front of him to the ground, his mind full of questions.

Isn't this Nagano? Why is it more crowded than rice? Where did all these criminals come from? Did he mess up some criminal den today?

When Lei called, Bourbon was saved by the hotel staff who had begun to look at him with admiration. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was still in a good mood before walking aside to answer the phone, and was ready to speak to Lei in a slightly nicer tone.

Then he heard clearly what Lei said.

"You mean, the target of the mission died in front of you, so you are considered a suspect, and the target hid a dart board with my photo on it in his residence, so I am also a suspect?"

Bourbon said sarcastically, "Didn't someone say he could do it? I didn't expect that he actually accomplished the mission objective. If I had known you were so anxious to take action, Scotland and I could have stayed in Niigata and continued our travels."

After all, Bourbon knew that it couldn't have been Ley who did it. This guy was a little annoying, but he wasn't so weak as to be caught by the police.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, then walked out of the hotel and said on the phone, "Forget it, I'll be there soon."

The target was dead, but it wasn't them who did it...

Bourbon frowned, sensing a sinister aura.

After thinking it over, he sent an email to Scotland who was still investigating outside.

Logically, this case would be handed over to the Nagano Police Headquarters, and Bourbon remembered that Scotland's brother, Morobu Takaaki, worked at the police headquarters.

Although we have already laid our cards on the table with Ley, we must not allow Scotland and the other highly skilled police officers to run into each other unless it is absolutely necessary.

On the other hand, Scotland also understood Bourbon's meaning after receiving the email.

It is true that he and his brother do not look very similar when viewed individually, but when put together, it is obvious that they are related by blood, and that would most likely be exposed to other people's eyes.

Besides, he also has an investigation that he cannot leave for the time being.

Scotland made a quick decision, replied to Bourbon with a "received" message, and put his phone away again.

The old lady in the grocery store only knew about the murder case, but didn't know more information about the case. In order not to arouse suspicion from others, Scotland could only leave with the questionnaire filled out by the old lady.

Just before receiving the message from the friend, the elite undercover policeman happened to have climbed over the wall and now, he was standing in front of the door of his house. His figure could not be seen from the outside, so he was not worried about being discovered breaking into his own "house".

Scotland looked at the lock on the door with a subtle expression.

My mother-in-law told me that my brother would come back occasionally to visit, but after he and Zero caught the criminal who killed my parents four years ago, he came back less and less often.

Therefore, this combination lock was probably changed by my brother himself.

He closed his eyes, reached out and pressed four numbers without hesitation, and a few seconds later, the door opened in front of him.

Scotland stared at the numbers on the display, and the sour feeling from before came back to him.

The password is his birthday. My brother set this password so that he can log in when he comes back to visit one day, right?

Scotland came back here with a clear purpose: he wanted to look for clues in his parents' former bedroom.

If Dad had really met Granty in the past and witnessed the murder scene, it is impossible that he would have left nothing behind. I just don't know if my brother would have discovered it in advance and taken it away.

He pushed open the tightly closed bedroom door, and the mask helped block the dust that was raised. After the air calmed down, he slowed down his pace and walked inside.

Scotland has no memory of his parents' bedroom. He only remembers that his father, an elementary school teacher, had the habit of taking notes during his lessons, and he would often take notes directly on the desk in the bedroom, so if there were any clues, they would probably be there.

He walked to the table and flipped through it. He soon found an inconspicuous blue notebook from a pile of textbooks. He opened it and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar name of Scotland written neatly on the cover.

The handwriting he hadn't seen for a long time almost made his nose sore, but fortunately he quickly suppressed his fluctuating emotions and patiently turned the pages of the notebook one by one.

A piece of paper floated out from the middle door of the notebook and landed on the dusty desk.

Scotland took a closer look and was shocked.

This is actually a... diary?