Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The murderer was caught so quickly?

Sanbu was really surprised this time, and I don't know if it is the effect of illusion that makes solving the case so easy, or the wet poison police are so efficient.

He turned to look at the three old men who were detained by the police. Their faces and hands were covered with cracks, which were the result of years of exposure to the wind and sun and physical labor. Their small actions were filled with promises. Such people would be murderers. murderer?

"You guys killed the person?" Sanbu didn't know how Muke would react when he experienced this incident, but it should be similar to himself.

Because no matter how you look at these three people, they don't look like murderers, and it seems appropriate to use a word specially used to describe domestic animals - docile.

Docile as an ox working in the field.

"...No, it's not..."

"yes……"

"us……"

The three of them stuttered and stumbled, their opinions were not unified at all, and it seemed that even they themselves couldn't figure out what happened.

"Sir, these three are the fathers of the deceased. Some villagers provided evidence that these girls were killed by them." The leading policeman was tall and straight, with a firm tone, as if the key to solving the case had been hidden in his pocket. In his heart, "Last night they killed the victim and moved the body to the entrance of the village, and then cut off the head."

Just listening to the three burials, I felt the ferocity. The three old people looked terrified, and did not make any excuses for what the police said.

"The three old guys can't even speak well." The fat policeman waved at the policemen behind him, and quickly brought the three old people into the police car.

There is also a difference between a police car and a police car. There are obvious differences between the vehicles of several ordinary policemen and the vehicles of Mu Ke, from the appearance to the degree of oldness.

"The two of you stay and protect the scene."

"yes."

As for the four corpses at the entrance of the village, we have to wait for the special vehicles to take them away. After all, this faction looks beheaded, and it would be too scary to transport the corpses to the police car. If they are really transported to the police station or hospital, The police car is no longer in use.

"Sir, let's go back." The fat policeman ran back to the side of the third funeral, with a smile on his face, "I can assure you, this is definitely an honor killing, the father murdered his daughter, it must be because of their disorderly behavior .”

"Amitabha."

Seeing the four beheaded corpses chanting the Buddha's name sadly, the fat policeman frowned, as if he was thinking about what the officer was talking about. Could it be the way Breton used to comfort the dead.

Sanbu looked at the impatient fat policeman and asked suspiciously, "Have you ever been a tour guide?"

He brought himself to the village with a flash of light, and announced the truth of the case with a flash of light. If the cases in the world were so simple, there would be no more unjust cases.

"Tour guide? Uh, no, I have been working as a policeman since I graduated from middle school. You know, this small place doesn't have any tourist resources at all."

"Hmm." San Zan didn't say anything more, this place is just an illusion after all, "Tell me what you think."

But even if it is an illusion, Sanbu feels a little uncomfortable, because it is very likely that this has happened and what Muck has experienced. In other words, in reality, four girls were indeed beheaded, and four lives were alive.

The fat policeman sitting on the police car was clearly embarrassing the manufacturer who made it, and the frame of the car was creaking and creaking after he sat on it.

"The case is very clear. The father's killing of his daughter can only be an honor killing. I guess that these four women committed adultery with others, or something else that violated morals. They did this in order to protect their own honor. Things, our police station has dealt with this kind of thing before."

"Untouchables..." When saying this word, San Zan was still not used to it, "Do they also have honor?"

"Of course there are." The fat policeman stammered, "After all, we..."

San Zan wanted to continue asking, but the world in front of him suddenly went dark, and there was a gust of wind blowing by his ears, and the whistling sound was very much like a speeding convertible sports car.

The fat policeman's face became distorted, and his voice became intermittent until it disappeared completely.

The monk has never been in a sports car, but he has a wealth of experience in subsonic flight with his body.

At this moment, it is like being in a dark tunnel. It is indeed a tunnel, but it is just a time tunnel.

The blackness faded, and San Zan's eyes saw light again, but now the surrounding environment was no longer in a car, but in a police station.

It is still the office I saw at the beginning, with the wet poison national flag and police badge hanging on the wall. If wet poison patriots see these two things, they will feel proud from the heart.

But Sanbu lacked this kind of self-awareness, he just took a glance to digest what he saw in the village just now.

Four corpses, the victim who was taken away, even if it was an honor killing, there was no reason to protest like this after the killing. Could such a cruel thing really be done by three gentle old men?

"The first scene is for me to see the beheaded girl, and the second scene is in today's police station..."

"This is the illusion of Muke Shantanu, what he experienced."

"Every scene has important information that I want to see. The first scene is a strange honor killing, and the second scene, what is in the current office?"

The third funeral showed extraordinary qualities, and he quickly accepted the wonderful experience in front of him. To be able to do good deeds in the 23rd district of Tokyo for so many years requires more than just a firm belief in Buddhism.

Moreover, he is also a little interested in what Muck wants to tell him about the three burials. This matter must be settled quickly, not to mention that there are terrifying evil gods in the outside world, and he cannot spend too much time in the illusion. .

It was just a former national civil servant, why did he become a bastard who summoned the evil god? San Zan believed that the answer must lie in the things he experienced in this scene.

"Autopsy report?"

A stack of official papers on the desktop attracted San Zan’s attention. His English level was not high enough to understand the entire document, but everything was possible in the illusion. He flipped through the autopsy report to browse the possible information on it. .

Naturally, there is no particularly skilled forensic doctor in a small backward place, and the autopsy that can be done is very simple, just a simple analysis of the fracture, whether there are any injuries on the body...

"Huh?" San Zan's gaze stayed on one of the pages of the autopsy report, "There is a quiet night in the lower body..."

This is the case in all four bodies.

According to the honor killing statement given by the fat policeman, could it be that the father did something unacceptable before the murder?

That would be too weird, San Zan twitched the corner of his mouth, and the office landline suddenly rang.

"Hi, hello." Picking up the phone, San Zan's polite tone surprised the other end.

After a pause, a voice came out of the microphone: "Shanta Crossbow, it has been analyzed, there are thirteen different quiet nights in the four bodies."