Tokyo Detective

Chapter 172 Who Knows It Was Me

[Ding, condense 5-star sin]

"Save someone quickly."

"Call an ambulance."

There were constant screams and the people from the Special Investigation Department were busy running around. In the wreckage of the vehicle were countless pieces of torn and burnt flesh. One could imagine how terrible the explosion just now was.

A moment later, the first to arrive at the scene was not the ambulance, but the police from Daejeon General Police Station. All the traffic and criminal police who could be mobilized arrived.

Among them was the Superintendent of Police who was just about to leave. When he saw the number of deaths reported by his subordinates, he felt cold all over.

The section chief of the Special Investigation Department was blown to death in broad daylight on the street. This is so crazy that even the death of the former head of the Criminal Department cannot be compared to it.

A total of 4 people died and 4 were injured. This is the number of casualties in the street explosion, which caused serious traffic jams. After all, this road is a busy intersection in Tokyo.

Except for the murderer who was black, the rest of the dead and injured were prosecutors, including 3 prosecutors and 3 deputy prosecutors. This was the first time in Neon's decades of history that so many prosecutors died together.

"Black man, are you sure?"

Naoki Hanyu is the head of the Criminal Division's First Department and is in charge of the case. He looks at the autopsy report and raises questions, but outsiders in disguise cannot see any problems at all.

Senbon Natsumi saluted solemnly, because behind Hanyu Naoki there were three senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department waiting for the inspection report.

"It is indeed a black man. Although the murderer's body was blown to pieces, it was indeed found to be a black man. The body parts have now been sent for autopsy. I believe DNA testing will be carried out soon. If he has a criminal record, the results will be available soon."

There are not many black people in Neon, and the crime rate is very high, so there is a high possibility that DNA will be recorded.

At this moment, Shiraishi Ryosuke came over with the confessions of the people around him.

"Captain, witnesses from the Special Investigation Department said the prisoner had dark skin and was suspected to be black. Many people also heard a sentence in English coming from the Honda, which was probably played through a loudspeaker, "You CIA lackeys deserve to die."

"CIA?"

Naoki Hanyu looked at the three big guys behind him with surprise. The other two might not understand much, but Doki Hide's slightly twitching expression could not be ignored. It was obvious that the top policeman had thought of something.

Regarding the hidden matters involving Neon and America, Doki Hideo no longer intends to involve ordinary police officers.

"Hanyu, you guys sort out the information and hand the case over to the Public Security Section of the Security Department, is that ok?"

"No problem, but why not hand it over to the Public Security Division of the National Police Agency? If it involves the CIA, they would be more knowledgeable, right?"

Tang Muxiu said lightly.

"You are very clear about the reason, aren't you? You were involved in the entire case of Osawa Tatsuya."

Naoki Hanyu nodded to show that he understood. The National Police Agency's Security Bureau's Security Division was also in constant trouble and had no energy to deal with other cases.

Half of the elite officers of the Public Security Section 10 were killed or wounded. There were only a few hundred people in the Public Security Section, and nearly one-tenth of them were implicated in the case of Osawa Tatsuya. The rest of the public security officers who could be mobilized were in the special task force.

If we were to say who in the entire special task force wants to solve the case the most, it would be the police officers from the Public Security Division. Unfortunately, their superiors don't want to solve the case, so they have no chance of complete revenge.

Naoki Hanyu then handled the entire process in a businesslike manner. It took him an hour to clean up the bodies, organize the clues, and clear the obstacles to clear the road as soon as possible.

Ordinary people would think he was a good policeman who worked hard. No one knew that he controlled his clone to do this. As for the so-called black body, it was senior agent Bill. Hanyu Naoki controlled his clone to disguise himself as a black man and drove the car, then drove the unconscious black man Bill into the car.

Because Bill had committed a crime in Japan and it was recorded in the Japanese DNA database, he would definitely be exposed if he checked. A senior CIA agent used suicide to attack the top officials of the Special Investigation Department. This is really going to be a drama.

However, he was just watching the show and would not accompany us for what happened next. When the people from the Public Security Department arrived, they took over the work very smoothly and left.

In just half a day, he created two major cases that shocked Japan, and then passed them on to other people through his hands, while he himself was happy to have some peace and quiet.

On the streets of Ginza, CIA Deputy Chief of Staff William Roosevelt was shopping with his Japanese female companion. Suddenly, a phone call came and his face turned black. He took his hand out of the arms of his female companion.

The caller was Smith, the chief agent of the Neon Division, because the director of the Special Investigation Department called him to question him. The tone of his voice was worse than ever before, and it was almost a rebellious questioning.

In Neon, the Special Investigation Department knew that some high-ranking personnel of the CIA branch were on record, and even some senior agents were on record, and Bill was an agent who had been recorded.

Seeing that her new customer was in a bad mood, the Ginza socialite decided to warm him up by embracing her broad heart.

"Don't be sad."

"roll."

Before the woman could finish her words, William Roosevelt pushed her away and prepared to leave alone.

It's out of control. The CIA's branch in Neon is completely out of control. In a corner that he doesn't know about, there are definitely some variables within the CIA.

Or maybe there is a traitor who collaborates with the enemy and sells out the country, or even is infiltrated by a hidden organization, the KGB, or some big Eastern country?
Otherwise, two senior agents wouldn't have disappeared silently in succession, and one of them would have committed suicide by bombing himself to kill the dog he had taken in.

What a psycho! One of their own killed one of their own. They had no idea who the enemy was or how to deal with it. This would be a fatal mistake in any spy organization.

Originally he didn't want to make a big deal, but now it seems he has to use the identity of an embassy diplomat to contact the Neon government, at least to find out the enemies against the CIA.

Just as William Roosevelt was about to get into the car, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a woman. Even though she was despised, the woman still had the professional manners of an actor.

"William, I'm sorry I can't help you."

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William Roosevelt couldn't bear it anymore and took off his watch and threw it to the other party. Now he had no intention of playing around at all, and all the socialites in Ginza were veteran actors.

Two days later, a gentle autumn rain covered Tokyo, and the weather began to cool, but the cold wind and rain could not blow away the haze in the hearts of the CIA people. They received a notice from their superiors that the evacuation plan had to be carried out in advance, more thoroughly, and faster.

That's right, William Roosevelt did not find any problems within the CIA after two days of investigation, which he believed was the biggest problem.

After all, a serious accident has already happened and you haven't discovered the problem yet. The implications are really chilling.

William Roosevelt had only one thought in his mind: the entire CIA's Neon branch was rotten to the core, and there might be problems from the chief agent to the ordinary agent.

So he didn't dare to take the risk and planned to transfer all the people back and recruit some new people to reorganize the Neon branch, even if it would waste a lot of money.

William Roosevelt was on the upper floor of Tokyo Broadcasting Corporation, watching the cars downstairs heading to the airport. This was the third batch of agents to evacuate. Now, apart from the employees of Tokyo Broadcasting Corporation, there were less than 10 agents left in the building.

Suddenly, a figure in the night rain caught his attention.

(End of this chapter)