When Matsuda was puzzled, he arrived at the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot where the incident happened. After getting off the car, Matsuda walked around first and looked at the surrounding environment.

This kind of high-risk explosives must be stored far away from the residential area. It is located in remote areas and has few people. Apart from the staff here, it may be difficult to find witnesses.

Well, the eyes were focused on Matsuda, who was on the corner of the wall, scratched his cheek. There must be many surveillance facilities in such places, and there should be clues left behind.

"What!?" As soon as Matsuda walked into the office of the gunpowder warehouse manager, he heard Meguri's tenor: "The monitoring system is under maintenance these days? So it is not operating normally?"

Hum? Does maintenance still affect normal operation? Matsuda feels it is even harder to deal with now. There are too few clues to be found.

"It's bad now." Memu's face darkened: "If you can't find the stolen ** quickly, then once it is detonated, I don't know how many people will..."

"Yes, it's really tricky." Matsuda walked to Meguri and took his words: "It's also a troublesome and dangerous job to make bombs. We should have one to three days of buffering."

One to three days, find a batch of ** from more than 2,000 square kilometers. Is this possible? A sense of powerlessness arose in Megu's heart. Don't explode... That's not a life or two.

"We still have a lot to do now, and we can't waste it on this meaningless daze." Matsuda snapped his fingers and changed his mind to Memu Piaofei, "The first thing now is to mobilize a large number of people, at least the ones who are on vacation in the class or those who can delay the work must be transferred back."

"Even if you increase the manpower, it's impossible to do it." Megu still lacks confidence.

"If you don't check, you will definitely not be able to do it." Matsuda pointed to the camera on the roof that was not operating: "Although no images are left, no matter how you enter the gunpowder depot, there should be records. The personnel must first draw out three batches, and a group will specifically investigate all the incoming and outgoing records in the past few days; a group of people interrogated all those who entered and out of the gunpowder depot in the past few days, whether they were staff or idle people, they could not be spared; the last group of people went along the road entering and leaving the gunpowder depot to see if there were any witnesses, hoping to find out the means of transportation used by the prisoners."

"Also, police department, you need to contact the traffic department to find the nearest road with a camera here, and call up videos of that time period. As long as you can install that batch of ** vehicles, you must investigate." Matsuda pondered for a moment, confirmed that there were no other tricks, and finally told him: "The movement must be fast. We are racing against death now, so we must not let that bastard take the lead."

"Oh? Oh~~" Megu looked at Matsuda blankly, then went to arrange work.

Wow~~~ Is this Officer Matsuda? Takagi looked at Matsuda in an inconspicuous corner and drove the Megumi Police Department in an orderly manner, with admiration and admiration flowing in his eyes. I must learn from Officer Matsuda and then learn from him in the future.

While pulling out all the people I could think of, Memu also wondered. Why is this happening? Am I panicked? I can't even think of such a stupid method? I have been struggling in criminal investigation for most of my life, but why was that bastard instructed like this?

Hehe, as if I felt Memu's heart, Matsuda laughed secretly. I don't understand, who made you not be born in the land of China? In that ancient country, there are sacred existences like the Radio and Television Bureau, which raises the great river crab god. There are many upright, brave, intelligent, and experienced policemen. They are no longer numerous. They are like you, those of you who are swaying abroad. The eternal supporting role template, the city is often destroyed, the police station is bombed every three times, and they live a life of stagnation.

This kind of avenue that gathers everyone's strength to contribute to one person and one thing is something you guys who are blessed by a superhero cannot feel. Matsuda's sour heart contempts Megu's life of being useless and disregarding his job. In your most life experience, except for "Really? Brother Kudo" and "So that's how it is! Brother Maori"? Ah~~ One day I will become the police station and I must find a superhero, and let him take whatever happens!

Next, I was in a state of waiting. Megu mobilized people to arrange work. This search lesson began to get busy, and basically everyone was spinning around information, data, images, and various people who were constantly changing.

Matsuda was arranged by Meguro to contact the Ministry of Transportation, and the Ministry of Transportation sent the inspector Yumi Miyamoto, who led the team to cooperate with the search class.

"Yes, work hard, cooperate." Matsuda leaned back and leaned against the chair, rubbing his eyes while biting these very critical words.

"Yes, that's it." Yumi sat on the sofa, gently stirring the coffee in the cup with a small spoon in her hand, and cheering Matsuda very inspiringly: "You must work hard, Matsuda Jun."

"Ah haha~~~ It's so happy that you can still care about me at this time." Matsuda turned his head and glared at Yumi like an angry bird.

"What a terrible look." Yumi smiled and twisted her body, as if she was avoiding the gaze of a vulgar pervert. Then she pulled out the delicate spoon and pointed at the void: "A small truck just passed by, it is probably the one you are looking for."

Hearing Yumi say this, Matsuda, who originally wanted to have an attack, just glared at Yumi hatefully, and turned his body helplessly and sadly, and adjusted the video forward.

I opened my eyelids and tried hard to record the truck model, color and license plate number in the image, and then handed it to the patrol girl who was waiting next to me.

After the information of the owner of the car was transferred out and handed over to Matsuda, Matsuda held the intercom and started calling Shiraki. After reporting all the information to Shiraki, Shiraki arranged people to check one by one to see if there were any clues.

Although it is very simple, it is boring and boring. Matsuda has been staring at the black and white picture on the monitor for several hours. This is the camera at the nearest intersection of the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot. After calculating the speed and traffic, it will take twenty minutes if it is fast. Starting from the estimated time of the crime, push the car from the direction of the gunpowder Depot for twenty minutes, and check all the cars heading to the direction of the gunpowder Depot for twenty minutes.

With such a huge workload, Matsuda originally expected to be lazy and handed it all over to the people of the Ministry of Transportation. Unexpectedly, Yumi came, which made Matsuda embarrassed to harm the innocent little patrol sisters. Matsuda, who was irritated in her heart, reached out and took it into her pocket, remembered something, reached out and focused on the display screen. Disaster, is there no LCD screen in the world of famous detectives yet?

Yumi looked at Matsuda's pocket-cutting action and smiled knowingly. Of course, she knew that Matsuda wanted to smoke, and was bored and guarded the monitor for several hours, and the only ones who could accompany her were coffee and cigarettes.

Matsuda is not addicted, but Yumi knows that he has something in his mind and will often be with cigarettes. In the past few hours, Matsuda has done this for the sixth time, suppressing Matsuda's smoking slap because he never smokes next to the elderly, children and women, let alone in such a relatively closed house.

It is Matsuda like this that makes me like to stay with him. Yumi stood up and prepared to take over so that Matsuda could go out to play the gods. Before she could walk over, Matsuda's cell phone rang.

At this time? Who will it be? Matsuda opened the cover of his phone and glanced at Meguro Police Department? What's wrong with him when he was so late? Did he find those **?

"Hey, Brother Matsuda?" A feeling of fatigue came out of Memu's voice. Although it was the first day, the mobilization of a large number of personnel and the pressure in his heart made him exhausted. He didn't dare to close his eyes at night. He was afraid that any movement would be blown up by gunpowder.

"It's me, is there anything wrong with the police department?" Matsuda knew that it wouldn't be a good thing when he heard the voice.

"You are with the Ministry of Transportation, right?" Meguro said: "Put down what you have at hand first and go to Kotoichicho. I will let Sato go for you for your business."

"Kumdomachi?" Matsuda was surprised: "Have you found anything there?"

"It has nothing to do with theft. You went to find the arsonist to search the police department of the group of Chief Bow." Megu said: "He has something to ask you."

Hey, when is it now? I still have the intention to talk about something else. Wait? Why did the arsonist search the group for me? When Matsuda heard that this and what he was going to involve himself, he felt a suffocating feeling. While rubbing his forehead, he said weakly: "Police Department, let me reveal what happened. If it is not very important, I won't go."

"Didn't a hospital director be killed two days ago?" Meguru was so angry: "It was the Kurokawa Doctor. The Kurokawa sabre we had been to suddenly caught fire today. The police department of the Gongshou who rushed to the scene suspected that someone was setting fire. So we were asked to provide information about the murder case. Isn't you responsible for that case?"

"Fire? Arson?" Matsuda Ichi covered his forehead: "What do you care about? God, please kill me."

No matter how much he said, no matter how he complained, Matsuda still got up and rushed to Kuroichicho. But on the way, I remembered what Memu said to transfer Sato over, so that Matsuda would unswervingly want to end the Kurokawa sect quickly, so that he could rush back as quickly as possible to provide a happy life with Sato Komika... Ah, no, it was with Officer Sato to eliminate violence and maintain peace in the world.

ps: Huhu, it's finally over. The maximum record is 15 days on duty at the unit and is not allowed to go home. The 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China lasted for a week, and we did it for two or three months. After that, I will have two days to rest for two days, but I should have three days to ensure the update. The arrangement will be every four days to ensure the third update and strive for the fourth update. Thank you for your support. I feel sorry for everyone, so I won't confess that I have played the game for one day during the day.
Chapter completed!