He Ma was about to chat more with the two detectives from the Odaiba Police Station, when there was a piercing sound of brakes behind him.
He looked back, and saw Detective Iita and his partner from the Metropolitan Police Department's First Search Division getting out of the car.
He also heard the detective Sang from Odaiba say: "The big shot from the Sakurada Gate is here, this matter is none of our business."
He Ma turned to meet him, and stretched out his hand to Ju Tian: "Long time no see, Ju Tian Detective."
Detective Iita held Kazuma's hand, said politely and got straight to the point: "What's going on?"
"I found a police department wearing a gold watch, called Kitamachi Kenichi, do you have any impression?"
"No, he definitely didn't come from Yisou." Detective Iida immediately said, "I know all the gold watch police departments in Yisou. In fact, I suspect that there is no police department called Kitamachi in the entire criminal department. It should be from the police department." Bar?"
He Ma: "Ah, from the police department..."
Detective Iita complained: "The badge system of the Japanese police should have been changed a long time ago, at least people have to see who they belong to."
"The police badge system in the United States is also like this. The police badge of the FBI accident can only show that he is the FBI." Asano interjected, "Everything in Japan is in line with the United States, so don't think about it."
Detective Iita nodded, walked around Kazuma and Asano to the corpse, took out gloves from his pocket and put them on, and murmured to himself: "Let me see what Police Department-san looks like..."
He knelt down next to the corpse and straightened the corpse's face with his hands.
"I really don't have any impression at all." Detective Iita muttered in a low voice, "I thought I could think of something when I saw the face. Do you have any impression?"
This sentence is for Iida's partner.
But the partner shook his head.
Kazuma came to Iita Detective and said, "The forensics department in Odaiba found the suicide note."
"If you have a suicide note, you should have said it earlier." Ju Tian Detective turned his gaze to the forensic examiner, "Take the suicide note and have a look."
The forensic officer immediately handed over the suicide note, which had been flattened and protected in a plastic bag, to Detective Iida.
Detective Iida read the suicide note carefully, and sighed: "It seems that this should be treated as a suicide, and it has nothing to do with us."
Hema was startled: "Just because of the suicide note?"
"That's right." Detective Iida looked helpless, "If it was a suicide, the higher-ups wouldn't let us investigate further. As long as they are government employees, they will usually be treated as suicide if they find the suicide note."
He Ma: "Why... Did I suddenly see the dark side of the Japanese government?"
"That's right." Jutian Detective stood up and took off the gloves he just put on, "I don't know what kind of insider trading this guy is related to. Seeing him wearing expensive designer suits, he should have made a lot of money himself." Less."
Kazuma was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Detective Juda would say this directly.
It seems this kind of thing is very common.
He Ma has also heard about the suicide of many Japanese officials in his life, such as the accountant of the Olympic Games who suddenly jumped off the railroad tracks and committed suicide. At that time, the Internet was full of conspiracy theories. So the chief accountant can only die.
But He Ma thinks these are accidental things that happen occasionally.
It doesn't look like that.
He Mazhen was shocked, and Jutian detective turned his head to look at him: "You are a member of the mobile team. If you want to continue the investigation, no one can stop you. After all, the mobile team also has law enforcement power. But I don't know if you continue to investigate, you will offend To whom."
Kazuma saw that the criminal police officer Iida was actually not willing to stop the investigation like this, but he was under the supervision of the higher authorities, and he had no choice but to close the case with suicide if he was not allowed to, so he pinned his hopes on Kazuma.
After all, He Ma has offended most of the Metropolitan Police Department, and now he has become the hero of the Metropolitan Police Department because he prevented the robbers from killing indiscriminately.
He can continue to investigate.
He Ma: "I suspect that there is something wrong with this suicide note. You can see that it has been soaked in water for so long that the paper is almost broken, but the text is still clear, as if written with a waterproof ballpoint pen."
Detective Iida shook his head: "This cannot be regarded as a suspicious point, because many of the ballpoint pens carried by the police are made of waterproof oil paint."
"Is that so?" Hema raised his eyebrows.
"That's right, because no one knows if they will investigate in the rain. When the police manual is wet and the words written on it can't be read clearly, it may be a mistake. You don't know how to use an ordinary ballpoint pen, do you? "
Hema touched his pocket, his expression said it all.
His sister prepared all his things, how could Chiyoko ask him to bring a waterproof pen if he was so picky, he must have bought the cheapest pen at the stationery store and it was over.
Detective Iida: "Is there any doubt?"
He Ma: "The other thing is that the witness knew it was a letter before he took it out."
"That's probably because I've seen this kind of thing a lot. If I touch something that seems to be a letter, I'll just confirm it. This is normal." Iida detective spread his hands, "Is there any doubt? I'll just tell you what you might get I will tell you all the responses. It is useless for you to find these doubts."
It turned out that Jutian Interpol was helping He Ma to confirm whether the doubts were useful.
Kazuma then said a few more points, all of which were directly dismissed by Iita Criminal Police.
"It's useless. If this continues, the case can only be closed by suicide." Ju Tian sighed, "I'll go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to report. If you want to investigate and continue to investigate, just call me if you have anything to do."
Hema: "OK."
Then Iida detective led his partner away.
He Ma squatted down next to the corpse again, looking at the face of the deceased who had begun to swell.
—I just received an olive branch from the gold watch group yesterday, and today a member of the gold watch group committed suicide.
—Is there still a quota limit for the gold watch group, kill one and give me an empty spot
While thinking about this, Kazuma took off the gold watch from the corpse's wrist.
The logo on the dial indicated that this watch was the same as the one Hema received yesterday.
However, this watch looks different from the style He Ma received yesterday, maybe it was a Rolex style a few years ago.
The one He Ma received should be the latest model in the past two years.
Although the watch was soaked in water, and when it was picked up by the horse, it was still dripping water from the cracks in the case, but it was still moving.
The sound of machinery running inside the watch can be heard.
He Ma: "How can this watch still go after soaking in water?"
"The police department said that mechanical watches are not afraid of soaking in water." Asano said, "After all, they are all mechanical structures inside, and they rely on clockwork to move around."
Hema: "Clockwork?"
As a poor ghost who has never brought a high-end mechanical watch, He Ma has never seen a watch without a battery.
"You don't know? This part of the watch is wound." Asano knelt down and pointed to a certain part of the watch.
He Ma was speechless: "Sorry, this is the first time I have seen a watch that needs to be wound."
"After all, the police department made you wear a digital watch." Asano shrugged.
He Ma put the watch close to his ear and listened carefully to the mechanical sound inside.
One of the two forensics said, "Can you give us that after checking it? This is the key evidence, and it needs to be registered."
Kazuma reached out and stuffed the watch into the witness's hand.
He checked the body again, and then stood up: "Leave the rest to the forensics department, let's go visit the family of this Kitachi Police Department."
"Okay! But I suggest we take the Waterway boat to the other side first, and then transfer to the subway. Driving to visit now will drive you to death."
He Ma: "Then what about our car? Just throw it in this parking lot?"
"Throw it away, now that you are so famous, everyone knows that the car was repaired by the Hero Police Department, and no one will steal it. Maybe someone will come to take a photo." Asano joked.
He Ma scratched his head.
**
After running around, Kazuma came to the house of the dead Kitamachi Police Department.
This is a single-family building that looks very new, and it looks quite large.
Asano muttered in front of the door: "Why do I feel that the Kitamachi Police Department has made a lot of money?"
He Ma: "Don't think that the people who live there are rich when you see a big house, look at me!"
Asano immediately let out an "Ah" voice: "Indeed, the police department paid you to live in such a big dojo, and it turned out that it couldn't even install the air conditioner."
"It's still affordable to install, but the electricity bill can't bear it. After all, my old house leaks everywhere."
"The police department is repairing your house. What about winter? Won't it freeze to death?"
"There is a kotatsu in winter." Kazuma shrugged, "My sister and I like to sleep in the kotatsu, so we often catch colds."
Mano laughed.
At this time, the door of the house in front of him opened suddenly.
The woman who opened the door was startled: "Huh?"
Kazuma took out the police badge with skillful movements.
Female: "Ah, it's my husband's colleague, what's the matter?"
Kazuma couldn't help but exchanged glances with Asano.
Then he asked the woman: "You...you don't know what happened to your husband?"
The woman looked puzzled: "My husband called back last night and said that he wanted to drink with his friends. After drinking, he went back to the police station to sleep. What's wrong?"
He Ma: "He...you listen to me calmly, your husband committed suicide."
The woman's eyes widened, she swayed and leaned against the door frame, and then sat down along the door frame.
Hema squatted down and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
The woman looked at Hema blankly: "What?"
"Are you okay?" He repeated the question with the horse.
Asano next to him murmured, "How could it be good? Doesn't it look good at this point?"
Kazuma: "My condolences have changed. We came here to ask, is there anything unusual in the Kitamachi Police Department recently?"
Woman: "No."
"Did he mention anything about work?" He Ma asked again.
"No. He never mentions work at home."
"Then has he been drinking recently?" He Ma continued.
"No, my husband only drinks when socializing, and my husband drinks very well."
Hema raised his eyebrows, then glanced at Asano again.
Asano asked: "Recall your husband's recent actions carefully. Suicide cannot be completely without warning. Especially suicide with a suicide note."
Mrs. Kitamachi immediately frowned and began to think.
After a while, she suddenly said: "Ah, by the way, my husband suddenly told me very seriously a few days ago that if something serious happened, he should open the safe in his study and take out the contents. He also said I'll know what to do when I see it."
He Ma's first reaction was: Good guy, you still have a safe.
This is something that Hema's family has never had, because Hema's family has nothing worth putting in a safe.
What's more, no thieves dared to patronize He Ma's house. After all, thieves were inextricably related to Yakuza, and they all knew that Kiryu Dojo was the residence of a fierce man who tore down two groups.
Asano: "It's now, please open the safe and take out the contents!"
"Okay." Mrs. Kitamachi nodded, then struggled to stand up, and staggered into the room.
He and the horse followed in, and found that the entrance was beautifully decorated, and the floor was very clean, so it must be waxed frequently.
Despite the unfortunate death of her husband, Mrs. Kitamachi still performed her duties as a hostess and brought her partner slippers for guests.
Kazuma originally planned to step on the ground with his socks on after taking off his shoes.
While they changed their shoes, the hostess stumbled down the hallway to the stairs.
Hema hurriedly followed, supporting the hostess by the side.
"No, thank you." Mrs. Kitamachi waved her hand, "I can do it. And the stairs in my house are very narrow, two people can't go up."
Hema looked at the staircase that was much wider than the staircase in his dojo, but didn't speak.
Mrs. Kitamachi went upstairs, followed by Ma.
Asano walked last, and whispered to Kazuma, "This one-household building doesn't look cheap."
and horse nod.
This one-family building is a cement brick structure, and the interior decoration is very modern, which looks similar to a high-end apartment.
It's safe to say this home didn't skimp on the money.
After going up to the second floor, Kazuma saw a small sign of "One husband's room" hanging on the door on the left.
He Ma: "Yifu is your son?"
"Yes, but since he went to university, he ran to rent a house near Kanda River." Mrs. Kitamachi said.
As soon as He Ma heard it, he opened the door and looked inside.
Asano asked, "What university did Kazuo go to?"
"He didn't do very well in the exam and went to a third-rate private university." Mrs. Kitamachi said, "This is my husband's study, and the safe is here."
After that, she went into the room opposite to the husband's room, and immediately followed in with the horse.
The study doesn't look like a police room, but like the study of some cultured person.
Kazuma didn't even see the safe at first glance.
Mrs. Kitamachi went behind the desk and squatted down.
And Ma heard the sound of her twisting the rotor of the safe.
He stepped forward and found the safe under the desk.
Mrs. Kitamachi quickly opened the safe and screamed.
He Ma hurriedly lowered his head to check, only to find that the safe was empty.
He turned to look at Asano.
Asano gasped, "It looks like there is a high possibility that the Kitamachi police station committed suicide. It should be that the person who killed him stole the trump card he had prepared."
He Ma nodded: "Indeed."
At this time, Mrs. Kitamachi asked, "What do you mean, my husband was killed?"
He Ma: "It should be like this. Please carefully recall what he said to you recently. There may be some clues."