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The technicians don’t know how they found the target, and the Henggou Police Department doesn’t know it. But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, as a criminal policeman, all he needs is the result.

So soon, a police car took off its sirens and set out quietly towards the commercial street.

...

"It took about a few minutes before and after that, I could see Eiri, the murderer, and before that, many policemen, and Curacao, walked in the same direction."

Vodka looked at several surveillance monitors like a scholar, staring at them and pondered: "So what happened in these few minutes?"

He took a sip of coffee, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to show off his fuss, based on his understanding of Uzzo... However, at this moment, his cell phone was buzzing and an email came in.

The sudden vibration shocked Vodka, who was staring at the screen, was shocked. He came back to his senses and tweeted: "Who! I'm looking for me in the middle of the night, I really have no eyes..."

Having said that, as an innocent cadre on a business trip near Uzzo, he dared not miss any information delivered to his hand.

"Can't that guy found me nearby and sent me an email to say hello."

When I was taking out my phone, this idea flashed through his mind for a short time, but it was quickly shaken by vodka: "No, no, no, I always keep such a long distance. If he can find out in this way, then why should I stare at it? - I booked a ticket on the spot and ran back to Tokyo, stuck to my elder brother and never left again!"

While muttering, he illuminated the screen.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

——Fortunately, the thing I feared the most did not happen. It was not Uzzo who sent the email, but Curacao.

"Wait, it's wrong. Curacao is right next to Uzo. What good things can she have when she looks for me now?" After a few seconds of relaxation, he suddenly realized that although this was not the worst, it was obviously not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Vodka suspiciously sent an email.

The next moment, two short lines of words spread out before his eyes:

[10 small wu coins, do you want to buy important information about your life?]

There is an animation attached below, and the countdown jumps down from 60 seconds, the numbers jump, and blood-red light flashes.

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"It's about my life..." Vodka stood up suddenly, as if facing a great enemy, "Wuzo discovered me?! It's impossible, he's clearly at the scene of the crime!"

While thinking, Vodka had already strode to the window. He pressed against the wall tightly, took out the observation mirror he carried with him, and quietly handed it out of the gap in the curtains, observing the situation outside.

This is the most prosperous business district nearby. Even in the middle of the night, there are still bustling downstairs, full of laughter and joy among tourists.

However, under this calm and harmonious appearance, Vodka's eyes narrowed and he suddenly discovered several cars parked on the street and a group of people who were fishing out of the car.

“…”

Why did the police come here? Who did they come for? Couldn't it be...

Suddenly, Vodka realized something, turned around suddenly, and looked at the faint computer that emitted fluorescent light, with his eyes as if he was looking at a ghost.

He ran over and quickly typing a string of buttons. The computer screen suddenly refreshed into black and white. The characters kept scrolling, deleting all traces in the machine.

While staring at it, vodka swept his used cups, chopsticks, toiletries into his backpack and threw his luggage in.

When the computer was cleared out at a speed that even the elite logistics staff could not meet, the computer was quiet. Vodka grabbed it and stuffed it into his bag. Then he came to the wardrobe with a half-sized backpack on his back, opened the door, and an employee passage was suddenly exposed behind the door.

"Fortunately, I am vigilant enough. From site selection to action, I never relax for a moment. I keep my work and rest as long as Uzzo doesn't sleep. I stayed up for two hours after Uzzo slept... Otherwise, I'd probably be shot on the way to the police station tonight."

Listening to the knocking sound from behind, Vodka was sweating and covered his heartbeat, running away in a panic while his mind was filled with question marks.

——What exactly happened?

Why did the police suddenly come to the door?

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I turned into the "detective assistant Mr. Yamada"...

...

Not long after, a fake assistant walked through the rooftop with bitterness, jumped up the next floor, and then slipped out of the fire passage that had been long known, and quietly got into the crowd.

"Fortunately, I chose to live in a business district. If I lived in a private house, it would be quiet in the middle of the night, and I would only run away with my bag... Isn't that going to be done!"

Although the original intention of choosing a site was to think that murders that were more likely to occur in private houses every day, no matter what, this countermeasure to prevent Uzo was actually useful.

After running away nervously, Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and concentrate on reviewing.

"Although after all, this must be Uzzo's work, Uzzo's script must have logic... What's going on?"

"First of all, as an open and just detective, he would definitely not let the police arrest me for no reason. So there must be another reason, a reason why I connect with the other side and let Uzzo openly mobilize the police..."

Following this idea, Vodka understood something in an instant: "That candid camera device installed at the crime scene!"

"It's not difficult for the police to find it - as long as Uzzo knows its existence and just mentions it casually."

"What's wrong is that the group of sticks followed it and found me who was watching the live broadcast?... At my level, I didn't notice it at all. Izu's technical police were actually hiding such a person?"

Thinking about the stupid police in Tokyo, and thinking about the thrilling scene just now, the cold sweat that vodka had just wiped out appeared again: It's really difficult to operate away. From this perspective, leaving Tokyo is sometimes not a good thing.

"In addition, the most worthy of reflection was the choice I made at that time." Vodka slapped himself regretfully:
Chapter completed!