Outskirts, Shikoku Island special class.
Bai Shihui was sitting in a small room at this time. Apart from the chairs, there was only the largest table in front of him.
He tried and wrong before and didn't die.
Bookmark naturally kept his word, agreed to his request, and let him participate in this matter.
Or rather, bookmarks are happy to see this.
Because the special class has clearly stipulated before, people outside the special class are not allowed to take the initiative to investigate strange events.
Otherwise, during the investigation, there are some mentally unstable supervisors, and it is easy to give birth to the behavior of coercing ordinary people to try and make mistakes.
So what's the difference between this behavior and a murderer
and…
If things go on like this, let alone investigating strange events in special classes, it's easy to give birth to the feeling that ordinary people are ants.
Although, it is.
But the special class is to be the umbrella of human beings, not to be the villain.
Bai Shihui sat on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows. He picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, looked at the clock next to him, it was already two midnight.
Thinking, he turned his eyes back to the table.
The table is full of files. These files are all about people who have been killed by ghost calls in the last few hours.
The files are densely piled together, from left to right, directly filled.
Before, Bai Shihui would count, but now he is numb.
A few hours ago, seeing so many files, his heart was full of panic. Even after being in the police department for so many years, I have personally seen gangsters kill people in front of me.
Can…
When human life became a file, stacked together, his heart trembled.
So many people have died, and society is still at peace. Even ordinary people don't know what's going on.
This gave him his first glimpse of the energy and power of special classes.
dong dong dong —
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
"Hello, Shiraishi Police Department..." A little girl came in with a smile, holding a stack of files in her hand and placing it on the table, "This is the number of new deaths in the last half hour, I'll give you this already."
Seeing the little girl's smile, Bai Shihui silently did not speak.
He had questioned the other party before, why so many people still laughed when they died, but the little girl just glanced at him coldly.
Now he won't ask.
If every weird event would kill so many people. Those who work in special classes are already numb.
Now…
When human life becomes a number, isn't he already a little numb
However, Bai Shihui still stopped the little girl in front of him and asked silently, "How many people have died so far?"
"The known death toll, one thousand three hundred and sixty-two." The little girl looked at the pale, haggard Bai Shihui, "Is there any problem?"
"there is none left."
The door was closed, and Shiraishi Hui picked up a file again and began to check it.
According to Master Bookmark, this monster only kills certain people who conform to the rules, which means that among these dead people, there must be some similarities.
Shiraishi didn't doubt it, because this is the special class's experience of investigating weirdness for so many years.
It's just that he has gone through the files for a few hours until now, but he has not found any similarities.
Not to mention, those who died were of all ages. From their experience, it is also mostly different.
Is it by gender? Shouldn't all mankind die
Bai Shihui knew that there must be some similarities, but he didn't find it.
certainly…
As a police officer with a keen sense of smell, Shiraishi also discovered strange places.
He arrived at the special class at about eight o'clock last night. It's been six hours now, and he's almost read hundreds of files.
Shiraishi found that people in their 50s and above accounted for more than 50 percent of the deaths.
In addition, teenagers between the ages of 12 and 17 accounted for about 20%.
The remaining 30 percent are from other age groups.
perhaps…
Can we start from the age aspect, first find out the files of the old people and find their similarity
After all, it is very difficult to find similarities from more than a thousand files, like finding a needle in a haystack.
In addition, a lot of information is useless, but you have to read it, which leads to a lot of unused information in your mind.
Even, he didn't know what was useful and what was not.
Because he is also the first time to participate in this extraordinary event, there is no accumulation of experience at all, and he is no different from the newcomer.
Thinking, Shiraishi Hui began to act.
seven in the morning.
Shiraishihui's eyes were red and bloodshot. He subconsciously wanted to take a sip of coffee and picked up the cup, only to realize that the coffee had already been drunk.
He couldn't help yawning, which was the first yawn I don't know.
dong dong dong —
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
This time, it was not a little girl who came in, but a middle-aged man in casual clothes.
"You are?"
"Hello, it's the Shiroishi Police Department of Kochi City." Akimura smiled slightly after receiving Shiraishi's response, "I'm Akimura from Nankoku City, and I have the same position as you."
"Qiucun?" Shihui looked at Qiucun's face, feeling a little familiar, and suddenly remembered something, "Akimura?"
"you know me?"
"Of course, the story of your heroic rescue of the hostages from the kidnappers of the Akimura Police Department has been circulating in the headquarters." Shi Hui was slightly surprised, "I'm sorry, I'm confused when I read the information, and it took me a long time to recognize it was you. You But my senior, I didn't expect you to come to the special class too."
Shiraishi Hui and Akimura Hang, although they didn't know each other before, only heard about each other's deeds. But both of them were transferred to special classes, and naturally they had a feeling of companionship.
The two didn't chat for too long, and both knew that the matter was urgent.
And Akimura Hang was transferred to replace Shiraishi Hui. After all, it was impossible for Shiraishi Hui to sit here 24 hours a day and read documents, and he had to rest.
From the port of Qiucun, Shiraishi also understood clearly.
In addition to them, several police departments also came to the special class, all of them are juniors and seniors with rich experience and keen sense of smell.
After handing over the work and passing the ideas that he wrote down in the notebook to Akimura Hang, Shiraishi said goodbye to the other party.
Special classes have a place to eat and a place to rest.
So he couldn't leave without investigating this weird incident.
After Shiraishi had breakfast in the cafeteria, he didn't take a break for the first time, and his mind was full of yesterday's files.
It's just that even after one night, he didn't find anything similar.
"Baishi Police Department."
Hearing the familiar voice, Bai Shihui looked up and saw that it was the little girl who was in charge of handing over the files last night.
Before he could speak, the little girl handed over the things in her hand directly to him.
Under Shiraishihui's puzzled eyes, the little girl said bluntly, "This is a relic that your wife gave to the special class last night and belongs to your father-in-law and mother-in-law."
"Thank you." Bai Shihui took the things, and when the little girl left, he opened the wrapped silk cloth and found a post-it note with his wife's handwriting.
"My dear, yesterday the people from the headquarters and I went back to my hometown and took away everything from my parents. I stayed at my hometown for one night. When I woke up in the morning to clean the room, I found a diary my father had embedded in the wall. It will help you solve the case. Come on! (?'ω`?)"
Seeing Yan's expression, Shiraishi Hui smiled warmly. He put away the post-it note and looked at the diary in his hand.
The diary in front of me is old and rough, full of age.
Thinking about it, Bai Shihui didn't open it immediately, but returned to his lounge.