This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"There are too many case files in Bashan City in the past ten years. I can't show you all of them. I can only call out some specific cases."

Okano Ryoko returned to her usual vigorous and resolute appearance, and she turned to Beichuan Temple with her shining beautiful eyes:

"So, boy of the Beichuan family, if you don't have any clues about your own investigation, then you'll forget all those nice words before, and go home obediently to accompany your sister."

There are a lot of big and small incidents in the past ten years, and it is not just the ten years in Bashan City. If it is really counted, the cases in its surrounding areas should also be included in the investigation scope of Beichuan Temple.

This huge project was by no means completed in a day, and even Ryoko Okano's colleagues had a headache when they handled these cases.

After cooling down her blood, she didn't think that Beichuan Temple had an accurate direction of investigation.

Okano Yoshiko was sitting by the computer, wanting to see Kitagawa Temple's jokes.

But what she didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple said without any hesitation:

"First find out which school Kaito Ishikawa attended."

He spoke quickly and decisively, not at all like coming over without preparation.

Seeing Beichuan Temple's decent appearance, Okano Yoshiko was a little dazed, but his subordinates didn't stop, and quickly called up Ishikawa Kaito's information.

The ID photo of Ishikawa Kaito on the screen is still ten years ago.

It was a young man with short and medium hair and a round head and round face.

Beichuan Temple didn't care what the other person looked like, and his eyes were locked on the bottom line of information.

Studied at Sucha Private High School.

"How is it? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Ignoring Yoshiko Okano's ridicule, Kitagawa Temple was silent for a while and then said:

"Search for the keywords Xucha Private High School and Fire."

"Hmph." Seeing that Beichuan Temple didn't give up at all, Okano Yoshiko snorted and moved his fingers again.

But at the same time, Okano Yoshiko was also a little surprised.

There was indeed a fire at Sucha Private High School, but it was reported ten years ago, ten years ago.

It is impossible for people staying in Tokyo to know if they haven't made a special investigation.

Could it be that this kid really has a clue?

Okano Yoshiko called up the file again.

This time, she looked away without recalling the information, and began to carefully examine the results that appeared on the computer.

"Ten years ago, a huge fire broke out in Xucha High School. Among the dozens of victims, only one girl escaped. At that time, many traces of deliberate arson were found in the school, and the prisoner has not been caught until today. After the incident, Xucha Tea High School was also forced to abolish the school due to this incident and the storm of 'Ishikawa Kaito Murderer'."

Only one girl escaped from birth?

Some spirits came from Beichuan Temple.

"What's the name of the only girl who survived?"

"Hmm..." Yoshiko Okano clicked with the mouse, then frowned and said, "It seems to be at the request of the girl's parents, I hope this matter will not affect the girl. According to the Minor Protection Law, just No record was kept in the file, and the newspapers at the same time did not report it, but only used the pronoun student A."

Beichuan Temple was not in a hurry, he said quickly:

"Then can you add the key word 'Youxi' after the fire? It should still be recorded."

"Youxi?" Okano Ryoko did not rush to search this time, she looked at Beichuan Temple with some surprise: "Where did you get this information?"

Could it be that there are traitors in our police station? Is this kid so powerful?

"Search first." Beichuan Temple did not answer Okano Ryoko's question, but just looked at the computer with burning eyes, as if the answer was all there.

Yoshiko Okano finally made a move.

Under her mobilization, a few search terms with the keywords 'Youxi' and 'Xucha Private High School Fire' popped up.

"...This girl...has passed away."

"Let me take a look."

Without saying a word, Beichuan Temple pushed Okano Yoshiko aside, and calmly scanned the items on the form.

Sakura Yuki (deceased), female, born on May 1, 1994, a sophomore in Sucha private high school, blood type...

In the photo, Sakura Yuki looks very cute, with short straight hair, and grinning grinningly towards the camera.

Looking at the somewhat blurred color photo and the note of death behind the name, Beichuan Temple fell silent.

Sakura Yuki is dead.

This is the result obtained from the dossier.

Since it has been recorded in the book, it means that this person has actually died no matter from the perspective of society or reality.

"How is it? Did you get what you wanted?" Okano Ryoko asked again seeing Beichuan Temple thinking seriously.

She didn't hold out hope for that.

Sakura Yuki was just a dead person ten years ago, and it is impossible for a dead person to come back to commit crimes again.

I knew it from Beichuan Temple's expression.

The truth of the case is still shrouded in fog——

Okano Ryoko never expected that Beichuan Temple raised his head calmly again, and said in the same voice:

"I have some clues for the time being, but I still need to ask Liangzi to help you look up some things."

"???? Kid, don't deceive yourself." Yoshiko Okano grinned, "I know you may be a little excited when the clue is broken, but it is not a good thing to deceive yourself."

Beichuan Temple did not show the excitement of the young man just because of the contempt in Okano Yoshiko's words.

There is no benefit in fighting with Yoshiko Okano, and if there is trouble, he will be called a police assaulter.

He just looked at each other quietly.

And Yoshiko Okano couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when she felt Kitagawaji's gaze, and finally started to search helplessly.

Bei Chuanji turned his attention to Sakura Yuki's photo again, as if he wanted to see the truth of the incident from the girl's innocent face through ten years of history.

 …

In winter, the night falls quickly, and the sky is full of sparse stars.

Beichuan Temple finally came out.

Kamiya, who had been sitting on the bench for several hours for no reason, would naturally complain to the calm Beichuan Temple in the future.

But when he saw Yoshiko Okano following behind him, he immediately closed his mouth aggrieved.

She obviously wanted to complain about how bad the coffee at the police station was and how hard the bench was!

But with Yoshiko Okano, her small ideas cannot be realized.

Helpless, she could only look at Yoshiko Okano with resentful eyes.

Who told Okano Yoshiko to sit there by herself!

"It's getting late now, I'll drive you and Beichuan back, you guys wait here first." Okano Ryoko ignored Mirai Kamiya's resentful gaze, took out the car keys from his pocket, and walked to the parking lot next to the police station.

As soon as Okano Yoshiko left, Kamiya Mirai couldn't hold back his expression and ran over:

"Really! You and Sister Liangzi don't bring me along when you do some interesting things! I obviously want to know what you are doing!"

"It's not something interesting, and it's useless to tell you." Beichuan Temple shook his head.

Bringing Shengu to the future, maybe this girl will tell about the diary.

Beichuan Temple is also selfish. Although the system tasks did not emphasize that it was the police who caught the prisoner or he caught the prisoner himself. But for the reward, Beichuan Temple didn't want any extra factors to cause the mission to fail.

Kamiya didn't have as many thoughts as Beichuan Temple in the future, she continued angrily:

"You don't know how hard coffee is in the police station—"

At this time, Beichuan Temple suddenly interrupted her with a calm voice:

"You think I don't know how bad the coffee in the police station is? I don't know how bad the bench is?"

"???" Kamiya Mirai widened his eyes.

Could it be that Beichuan Temple really has the ability to read minds? How come you know everything you want to say?

She still wanted to speak, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Okano Yoshiko who drove over:

"Hey, the boy from the Beichuan family almost regarded the police station as his own home, and made more than three cases of transcripts alone. Of course he knows whether the coffee in the station is good or not."

"..." Shengu Future's small mouth couldn't stop moving, but in the end he still didn't make a sound.

She looked at Yoshiko Okano with a black line on her face, and then at Beichuan Temple who said nothing.

Treat the police station as your own home...

Beichuan Temple is still excellent as always——

(From now on, the male protagonist's name will be directly named Beichuan Temple, and the previous names have all been revised!)

(Thanks to book friend 160726002449676 for the reward)