Second class of the Metropolitan Police Department search.

In the office, a group of people were searching for portraits of Kidd, a monster thief drawn by Ginzo Nakamori, in the national database with thick dark circles.

"Finished!" A policeman staring at the computer shouted, and the excited expression on his face attracted the attention of the entire office.

“Where?”

"What's the name?"

"I'll take a look!"

The office was quiet for a moment, and then a bunch of people rushed up and squeezed into the computer.

"Let me see!" Nakamori Ginzo pressed his huge dark circles and pulled away the person in front of him and squeezed into the computer.

Since the monster thief Kid showed his face, they have been working overtime for several days in order to find his information in the database!

"Naoya Kurosawa?"

Looking at the photo of this person on the computer screen, Ginzo Nakamori always felt something was wrong.

"Yes, yes, it's him!"

"At 33, I can't match my age! I have been chasing him since I was in my 20s. He is only thirty-three, how is it possible!"

The excited people were thrown into cold water for a moment, and they couldn't answer.

After a moment of silence, a young police officer asked in a low voice, "Is it possible that Kidd, the thief, has been replaced?"

"How is that possible!" Ginzo Nakamori refused to admit that this is very likely to be the correct guess. He has been pursuing the monster thief Kid for more than 20 years. As an opponent in more than 20 years, he was unwilling to believe that the monster thief Kid appeared again eight years later and had changed people.

Or he was unwilling to think deeply about whether something happened to his old opponent, whether it was... he was no longer in the world...

If you don’t think deeply about it, then Kidd is Kidd now!

"Give me the details of this person." He returned to his desk, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Everyone looked at Officer Memu, whose expression suddenly ended, and looked at each other and wondered what was wrong with the team leader.

Officer Memu passed by the office of the second class search and glanced in. As soon as he walked a few steps, he immediately retreated and walked in.

Looking at the group of people with joy, he asked curiously: "Have you found someone?"

"Yes!" A police officer was in a happy mood and handed it to Ginzo Nakamori.

I found someone and I can finally rest!

"Let's take a look." Officer Meguru leaned over to Ginzo Nakamori, looked at the photos on the information, and touched his chin, "This person looks so familiar!"

"Do you know him?"

Officer Meguchi recalled, "I have seen this person near the crime scene. Guekawa told me to be wary of this person, and I don't know why he said that."

Why beware of it? Could it be...

Officer Nakamori frowned slightly, took out the portrait from the table, and carefully compared it with the person in the photo.

At first glance, the two people look quite similar, but when you look closely, there is a lot of incongruity. Various subtle differences make the two people look different.

Especially the eyes, the person in the photo squinted his eyes, which is very different from the Kidd temperament he saw that day.

Officer Nakamori looked through the detailed information behind. His parents passed away, lived alone, and had been living in Hokkaido. He has only recently come to Tokyo?

"Give me a copy of this information." Police Officer Megu asked for a copy of the information in a strange way.

After Officer Megumi left, Officer Nakamori stared at the photo and stared blankly.

Regardless of whether this guy is Kidd or not, it's safer to test it.

......

In an apartment in Mikacho, Officer Nakamori stood in front of a room door and reached out to press the doorbell.

He looked a little annoyed at this time. This was the fourth residence registered by Kurosawa Naoya in the house rental company. These residences were distributed in various towns in Tokyo, and it took them a whole morning just to hurry up.

Why does this guy rent so many houses and not live in it?

If he didn't blame the Thief Kid, who was that person? Why was Megumi reminded to be wary of him? Why did the Thief Kid look so similar to him?

By connecting these doubts, it seemed that the Gin San of Nakamori was hit by something.

Could it be that Kidd deliberately let him see the face just because he wanted him to check this person?

With Kidd's style, it is very likely!

After figuring it out, Ginzo Nakamori quickly cheered up and looked at the several police officers behind him who were a little listless.

"You can rest when you find someone! Get up!"

Not only did I ask someone from the database for several consecutive days, but I had to continue looking for someone after I found it. The three of them pinched themselves, forced themselves to cheer up, and responded to "Yes".

Kurosawa Naoya stood by the window and looked at the police car parked downstairs. He heard the doorbell ringing, and had no intention of opening the door.

His eyes narrowed into a line. What did the police come to him for? Did he find something?

The doorbell kept ringing, making people impatient.

Kurosawa Naoya walked over and opened the door, squinted his eyes and looked at the people in front of the door.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Officer Nakamori stared at him for a while. The person in front of him was very different from the person he saw that night, whether he was tall, temperament, or his face. Moreover, his eyes were strange to him, and it was the first time he had seen him.

"I am Ginzo Nakamori from the Second Division of the Metropolitan Police Search. There is an incident that requires you to cooperate with the investigation."

Nakamori Ginzo retracted his thoughts and took out the police certificate to show him.

Kurosawa Naoya opened his eyes and looked at it. It was indeed a real policeman's certificate. He looked at them with some confusion, "What's the incident?"

"This involves confidentiality." Nakamori looked serious and looked at the room behind him, "Will we go in?"

Kurosawa Naoya's eyes flashed, and he opened the door and let them in, "Please come in."

After entering the house, Officer Nakamori looked at the entire room. The interior decoration was very ordinary and ordinary, with few traces of life, unlike a place where you live for a long time.

Kurosawa Naoya narrowed his eyes and looked at the backs of several policemen who entered the room. After closing the door, he poured them a glass of water.

Looking at the steaming water, Ginzo Nakamori did not move. He stopped the few people who wanted to drink water with his eyes.

"Mr. Kurosawa came to Tokyo a month ago, right?"

"Yes. I've been in Hokkaido before, and because my employer moved to Tokyo, I've come here together."

"Employer? What does Mr. Kurosawa do?"

"To be honest, I am a private psychologist."

"Psychologist?" Officer Nakamori wrote down the information with his small notebook. "Mr. Kurosawa seems to have rented a lot of houses. This is the fourth address we have come to."

"Because the work is basically home visiting clinics, Tokyo is quite large, so I rented a lot of houses as a place to rest."

It sounds nothing wrong with this, but his intuition tells him that things are not just like that. Nakamori Ginzo pondered for a while and looked at him, "I don't know who Mr. Kurosawa's employer is?"
Chapter completed!