Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Junichi Watanabe took a sip of coffee and began to speak slowly.

"I still remember the victim in that case, her name was Momotani Eri."

"I lived in the neighborhood not far from home the year he killed Eri Momotani. I had just become a journalist. That case completely changed my perception of the world."

Junichi Watanabe seemed lost in memories, recalling them with a sentimental and complex tone.

“This case has also given you a certain degree of fame.” An Zeliang had also done some research.

“Child, I would rather not have this kind of fame.” Junichi Watanabe sighed, his face full of sorrow.

He paused for a moment, then continued, "After that incident, I guess I matured. Since then, I've been dedicated to helping the victims' families."

"I still visit Eri Momotani's family."

"Just like helping Xiaoxing, I hope they can live healthily in this beautiful world. As long as they live, there is hope for everything."

Upon hearing this, An Zeliang felt that Mr. Junichi Watanabe was indeed a good person.

Moreover, according to the information he investigated, Junichi Watanabe frequently donated money to the impoverished families of victims; his help was not just lip service, but something he put into action.

Junichi Watanabe sighed and said, "They want to find the killer, and I want to end this nightmare. Ever since I saw the scene back then, I've been trapped in the same nightmare."

“Besides, it’s only right to help them. Reporting on these cases has also brought me business. I just feel that the compensation I receive should perhaps belong to the families of the victims.”

Junichi Watanabe gave a bitter smile.

"To help the victims' families and find the killer, I also created a website to give voice to the victims' families."

"Now many people are paying attention, but we still haven't been able to find any trace of the murderer."

Hearing this, An Zeliang pondered for a moment and continued to ask, "Mr. Watanabe, how well do you know the murderer?"

“I could say I know him very well, or I could say I know nothing about him. Child, what we say we know is just information he’s happy to share with us.”

Junichi Watanabe sighed, as if expressing his helplessness towards the mysterious killer.

Do you think the police will be able to catch him?

An Zeliang frowned slightly.

"If I were on camera, I might tell everyone that the police will definitely bring him to justice, just like I said when I was on a show before."

“However, in fact…” Junichi Watanabe fell silent.

"He's too smart, isn't he?"

An Zeliang also rubbed his temples.

"Yes."

Junichi Watanabe answered, then looked at Ryo Anzawa and said, "Kid, it's good that you're so eager to help Sachi. Perhaps it's because of feelings between a boy and a girl? If you really want to investigate, you might find more details by starting with the first case."

"After all, even the smartest person will make mistakes the first time."

After saying this, Junichi Watanabe took a document out of his bag and placed it on the table.

"That's all I know."

"It's getting late, and I still have some things to take care of at home."

"Good luck, child."

After saying this, Junichi Watanabe prepared to leave.

An Zeliang watched the old man's departing figure until he disappeared through the doorway.

He looked down at the documents on the table.

I'll post one first; the other might be later as I need to go out for a bit. I'll post it as soon as I get back. Both are long chapters of five or six thousand words each. A minimum of ten thousand words is guaranteed, with additional words depending on when I return.

Chapter 77, Section 75: Wife: I want to take this boy as my sugar daddy.

Holding the information left behind by Junichi Watanabe, An Zeliang walked home, pondering all the information he had recently obtained about the serial killer and the things Junichi Watanabe had said.

However, I can't think of much information in a short time. I'll study it slowly when I get home.

I shook my head, deciding to put those thoughts aside for the time being.

As he happened to pass by a convenience store, An Zeliang stopped, thinking of buying some drinks or something.

The drinks we bought during the day were all consumed by Chizuru and her friends, and of course, Anze Liang himself, so we need to restock.

Entering the convenience store, there weren't many people because it was quite late.

An Zeliang took a few bottles of sugar-free cola and came over to pay the bill.

"Anze-kun, are you out shopping so late?" Matsui Rena asked with a smile as she took the drink and packaged it.

"It's only a little past nine o'clock, Rena-chan, you're still not off work."

"I have to work overtime today. By the time I get off work, it will be past 11 o'clock."

"It's really hard work."

"Mmm! It was so much better back in school..."

Reina responded, her gaze falling on the file folder that Anze Liang had placed on the table. Several large characters were clearly written on the front of the folder, which were very eye-catching.

Tokyo serial rapist and murderer

Matsui Rena looked at the file folder and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Yasuzawa-kun, what's this?"

An Zeliang didn't hide anything, but said with a slightly joking tone, "This is a file on a serial killer. I've been quite interested in investigating serial killers lately, like scumbag killers or serial killers."

“I investigated a lot of information about these murderers… I feel that I could become a police officer or a detective, which would satisfy my interests.”

Matsui Rena laughed when she heard this, and then chimed in, "Yasuzawa-kun is still very young, he has plenty of options for the future."

"That's true."

An Zeliang nodded seriously.

He wasn't just joking; before he transmigrated, he had dreamed of becoming a detective and a policeman, so he was actually quite motivated to conduct investigations now.

In particular, the skills he gained from the simulation that could be used to assist in reconnaissance motivated him even more.

"The Tokyo serial rapist and murderer... It's a very old case. I heard about him when I was a child. He was a very cruel and vicious murderer."

"At that time, one of my neighbors was killed by this serial killer..."

Matsui Rena is a very outgoing and talkative person. She told Yasuzawa Ryo in detail about her childhood experiences.

An Zeliang listened carefully, occasionally asking a question or two, but didn't get any particularly useful information.

"Speaking of which, Anze-kun, aren't you afraid that if you investigate these terrifying guys, they'll come knocking on your door?" Matsui Rena blinked and asked curiously.

An Zeliang smiled. "I need to help a friend, and... didn't you remind me before to be careful of being targeted by 'scumbag killers'? So, I need to learn more about these guys, just to be on the safe side."

His tone carried a hint of joking.

Matsui Rena laughed as well, "Yasuzawa-kun is so handsome, it's easy for him to be targeted by a scumbag killer. After all, my mother once said that handsome men are all womanizers."

“Your mother is right, but I’m an exception.”

Yasuzawa Ryo's humble expression amused Matsui Rena.

After a moment's pause, Rena sincerely praised, "Even if it's just to pick up girls, Anze-kun, you're very brave."

It is indeed very brave of him to investigate a ruthless serial killer in order to help a friend.

After exchanging a few more words and settling the bill, Matsui Rena suddenly said, "Yasuzawa-kun, I've read a lot of detective novels and watched a lot of detective movies before."

As she spoke, she peeled a lollipop and put it in her mouth, pretending to smoke a pipe. Then, stroking her chin and striking a Sherlock Holmes pose, she solemnly advised An Zeliang, "To catch criminals, perhaps you need to put yourself in their shoes and think like one!"

Her expression was very serious.

next to.

A young otaku, who was holding snacks and waiting to pay, couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene.

"It's easy to say. If you really want to be able to identify with a criminal, you probably have to be a criminal yourself. At the very least, you have to have the demeanor of a criminal. Otherwise, who can have the mindset of a murderer?"

"That's what the novel says."

Matsui Rena answered shyly, agreeing that what the otaku said made sense.

then.

After saying goodbye, An Zeliang left thoughtfully, carrying a can of cola.

Behind them, they heard Reina and Otaku talking.

"Rena-chan, I want to buy a lollipop. Could you sell me the lollipop you're holding? I'm willing to pay ten times the price!"

"Young man, you should go back and watch some adult films to sober up."

"Rena-chan, please!"

"Dameyo~"

"..."

"Imagining myself as a criminal doesn't seem to be a difficult thing for me."

As An Zeliang walked home, his mind flashed through his simulated experiences with his bizarre personalities.

in this world.

Is there anyone who knows more about crime than me?

Ok.

Perhaps if I had the chance to simulate doing whatever I wanted, I would understand crime better? And then use that to deduce the identity of a serial killer or something similar.

It seems like it's not impossible.

As he pondered this, he suddenly stopped at the intersection outside his residential compound.

An Zeliang looked straight ahead and saw his wife, wearing sharkskin pants, and Nakano Aoi struggling to unload a large box from the car in front of her house. It looked very heavy, and it was difficult just to carry it down.

Then, the two women stood in front of the large box, seemingly discussing how to get it inside.

"Madam, Nakano-kun."