Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 139 Mr. FBI Agent
It was a young male.

A young man with long hair, hanging down to his elbows, wearing a knitted hat.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked up, revealing some sharp green eyes.

The green eyes are somewhat narrow and long, with the brows pressed down. The eyebrows and the rhombus-shaped lines are a bit black, and the lower eyelids are thickened, which makes his eyes more obvious and sharp. .

It stands to reason that long hair will moderately weaken soft aggression, so Ichigo Mirai doesn't like long hair, but young men are very aggressive.

A smell hits my face.

It is a mixture of high-spiritedness and firm belief that is often seen in new police officers, which is the police character.

Unlucky.

A future repeated sigh: true, bad, bad luck.

From this strong smell, he was certain that the young man in the apartment lobby was definitely a police officer.

There is a high probability that he still has excellent grades in the police academy. He is No. 1 and No. 2 in the same period and is a police officer with extremely firm beliefs.

... I have just gone through the frustration period of one or two months before entering the police station, and am in the settling period of three or four months.

So it has both high-spirited aggression and calmness.

The blond Inuo was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

He was not a skilled criminal and did not detect the distinctive odor coming from police personnel.

The man in the apartment lobby was not wearing a police uniform and was most likely not a police officer, but an FBI agent.

For the guy who doesn't have a keen sense of smell, Mirai Ichichi has a bit of pity for a fool who doesn't know whether to live or die, "It's nothing, just lead the way."

He nodded to the FBI agent without changing his expression and glanced at the other man's lower back.

The FBI agent was also sizing up a future. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked casually as they passed by, "Excuse me, are you two residents of the apartment?"

This sentence is asking about the blond dog tail, but it is looking at a future.

In the state of being held hostage, the blond Inuo was a little impatient to talk to other people. He didn't look at Mr. FBI agent seriously, and didn't think much about it. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

He nodded perfunctorily, hurriedly pressed the elevator button, and turned around with a flattering smile, "I live on the third floor."

The elevator opens.

Mirai Ichijo walked in and nodded politely to the FBI agent.

As the elevator door slowly closed, he saw the FBI agent nodded slowly and returned politely.

"What's posted in the lobby?" Mirai Ichijo asked, "I saw a photo on it."

The blond dogtail reacted, "Hall?"

He reacted, "Oh oh oh, the photo above is that of the head of the household."

"It seems that there are some outstanding household heads, those who are caring or have contributed to the apartment, or are very easy to talk to. The apartment will select loving household heads at the end of the year and then post them."

"It seems." The blond dog tail was a little unsure, "It seems that the family who died in our apartment was rated as a caring householder this year."

"I'm not sure. How about I ask?"

The blond dogtail will not participate in this kind of activity.

He has to work hard at work, and after get off work he needs free time to satisfy his hobbies and has no time to participate in activities.

Mirai Ichijo: "No need."

The FBI is here, asking questions.

There is a limit to his mercy for the fool, only three times.

I didn't recognize the FBI once in the lobby, and I said I wanted to ask for details in the elevator.Soon, the third time comes: the room.

The blond Inu'ao's room was a bit messy, with all kinds of worn or unworn clothes randomly placed on the sofa and other places, and there was even a pair of pants on the dining table.

It would be fine if it was just personal clothes, but among the randomly refreshed scattered clothes are children's clothes.

A palm-sized children's shoe was lying underneath the sofa, and there were children's clothes among the piles of clothes piled on top of the sofa.

There is still a sour smell mixed with tobacco, alcohol and alcohol that lingers throughout the room since the windows have not been opened for a long time.

"Well, I've been working overtime recently and haven't had time to clean up the house." The blond dog tail was a little scared, and he looked carefully at the future, fearing that he would be killed because the house was too dirty, "I'll clean it up right now!"

A future: "."

He pressed his eyebrows and said simply: "No need to deal with it."

As soon as an hour or as late as a day, the FBI agent who noticed them will definitely come.

It's better not to deal with it, and add a little help to Mr. FBI's promotion path.

"Where is the bathroom? I'm going to take a shower," Ichichi Mirai said. "You should understand the consequences of escaping. Search for information about the case before I come out. I want to see it."

There were six serial murders in total.

Because the police were not aware that this was a serial murder case in the early stages and did not protect the case information very much, the first four cases had almost been leaked.

The first incident was three months ago. The incident happened at night and on the roadside.

The deceased was a middle-aged man in his 40s. The fatal injury came from the head. He was shot from behind against the side of the forehead.

There was no surveillance on the road where the crime occurred. The police adjusted the surveillance on nearby roads. However, the crime occurred in a busy urban area with a large flow of people. As long as the murderer stayed until morning, he could sneak into the crowd and escape without finding any clues.

It was raining lightly that day.

It wasn't until the next morning when someone passed by on his way to work that he noticed gunshot wounds on the car window and a stiff person sitting in the driver's seat, so he called the police.

The second incident, also three months ago, occurred at night in a residential area.

The deceased was a young woman in her 20s who was shot to death with a gun to her head while taking a bath.

There was not much water left on the ground at the scene. The police judged that she was fatally hit without even reacting when someone sneaked in.

The people who called the police were the maintenance worker and the apartment manager.

The time to call the police was at noon the next day. It is said that the deceased had made an appointment with a maintenance man to repair the bathroom floor drain the day before. However, when he knocked on the door, there was no answer for a long time. When he left, he heard someone talking and there were gunshots last night. He noticed something subtle and informed The person in charge of the apartment was contacted, and together they opened the door and called the police.

The third case was also on the roadside late at night, but it was in a different area from the first case and was handled by two teams of police.

The police officer who realized that this was a huge serial murder case was originally checking the two cases and found that the murderer might be one person, and also found that the murderer might have committed more than one case.

The fourth incident was in the changing room of the mall.

The victim, a young male, was also shot in the head.

Unfortunately, the surveillance system was damaged a few days ago, and the murder occurred before the maintenance staff could repair it.

Because in the shopping mall, this case was the quickest to call the police. Someone called the police almost a minute or two after the gunfire rang out.

The fifth case was an apartment case.

It was also late at night, and it took several days before anyone discovered it.

These cases...

Mirai Ichijo flipped through the information and raised his eyebrows, "It's interesting."

(End of this chapter)