I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 278 Colonel
The atmosphere in the Sakuradamon, the "head office" of the Metropolitan Police Department, which has a very Japanese-style courtyard, is particularly solemn at this time.

Cherry blossoms are falling in the spacious and elegant courtyard, and a group of uniformed police officers are lined up in an orderly manner.

Today is the case progress meeting chaired by the director, Superintendent General Suzuki Yamakawa.

Not only the heads of each section, but also the heads of all police stations in the Tokyo area were present.

Standing in front of the queue was a burly old man with white hair and beard and a fierce look on his face.

He frowned, opened the newspaper in his hand and handed it to the secretary on his left. The secretary took it and immediately read it aloud:
Yomiuri Shimbun: A horrifying murder and dismemberment case occurred in Shinjuku Gyoen-gu, and the identity of the victim is unknown.

The Metropolitan Police Department deployed a large number of police forces, but there were still no clues until the reporter reported the case.

Police said the murderer's method was brutal. The body parts were neatly cut, the blood was drained, and the fingerprints were cleaned. This was the third case of body dumping in a Tokyo park this month.

Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden is the most popular spot for cherry blossom viewing and photography. Not only are there wild animals and shrines in the park, but it is also just a stone's throw away from the Imperial Palace.

The fact that such a case could happen so close to the Imperial Palace shows the police's negligence and laxity.

The Yomiuri Shimbun reporter conducted an in-depth investigation and learned that in the early morning of the 23rd, the park cleaner was cleaning the trash cans as usual. When she cleaned the first trash can, she saw a lot of flesh-pink things vaguely exposed in a black trash bag. The kind-hearted aunt thought it was raw meat, so she planned to collect it and feed it to the cat.

But when she opened the second trash can, she found a black plastic bag with something similar inside. She opened the bag out of curiosity and saw a scene she would never forget. Then a large number of police cars swarmed in, cordoned off the park, and checked the trash cans.

The police found several such black plastic bags in seven trash cans in the park, and inside were 20 pieces of meat about 27 centimeters long. These body parts were taken back to the police station, and after being pieced together, it was found that 1/3 of the body was still missing. After forensic examination, it was found that each of these body parts was very neat and almost the same size, and the size was exactly the same as the size of the entrance to the park's trash can.

Another point worth noting is that all the blood on the body had been drained, there was not a single drop of blood in the plastic bag, and there were no fingerprints left on the surface, everything was cleaned up. The fingerprints on the victim's hands and feet were scraped off, and even the palm prints were melted by an unknown liquid, which shows that the murderer's method of committing the crime was extremely perverted.

Originally, because there was no blood or fingerprints, it was difficult for the police to determine who the victim was.

But the only detail that can be magnified is that first of all, dismembering the body and draining the blood completely is a very difficult task. On the one hand, it requires a large enough space, and on the other hand, it requires a lot of water.

According to the clues given by the forensic doctor, the police immediately investigated the place where the water consumption suddenly increased during this period. Unfortunately, the police found nothing after searching all the nearby qualified places, including water plants, food plants, and aquatic products plants, and there was no abnormal water consumption in the nearby residential buildings.

The most helpless point for the police is that such a complete cut by the murderer would definitely make a huge noise, so the police inferred that the murderer would not have chosen to commit the crime at night.

The reporter has gathered information from various sources. Although the police have deployed a large number of manpower, there has been no progress at present. According to sources, the police have even privately sent people to country H to seek support.

In response, our commentator expressed his incomprehension and questioned the Metropolitan Police Department's ability and professionalism.

Will the Metropolitan Police Department have the motivation to solve the case, rather than traveling across the ocean to seek illusory assistance, until the murderer enters an important national facility and provokes the royal family or parliament, a Yomiuri Shimbun reporter reported.

The secretary was a young man wearing black-framed glasses, with his hair neatly groomed and speaking in a very formal manner. The old man asked him to read, and he actually read the entire news.

The yard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath.

No one dares to offend the minister at this time.

The Metropolitan Police Department has become famous this time. The photo on the front page of the Yomiuri Shimbun actually used body parts found at the crime scene. It was the original photo without any mosaics.

Although the body parts were cut neatly, they looked like whole cuts of pork.

But when people think of a human body being cut into pieces, they will inevitably feel physically uncomfortable.

It goes without saying that the public outcry would explode, and what's worse is that the Emperor's breakfast every morning is accompanied by this Yomiuri Shimbun.

It is hard to imagine what the nearly 90-year-old Emperor would feel when he sees this photo.

I'm afraid the director is going to commit suicide~~~~~
“Baga! Who is it?! Who on earth is it!?”

"Which bastard passed the news to the reporter? There are even photos! Didn't you bring the body bag back to the forensics department at the scene? Why are there such clear photos?!"

"And who on earth was it that leaked the news that Mingde and Xiaolin went to Country H? Are you crazy about money? You dare to do such a thing just for a little information fee from the newspaper? Stand up, I will send you to see Amaterasu now!"

The director is a giant man of 1.8 meters, and his roar is like thunder, which makes people's eardrums hurt.

Everyone now has only one thought in their mind.

Stand up? Stand up! With this director's personality, anyone who is caught will definitely die once and for all.

All everyone can do now is to lower their heads again and again, and even try to reduce their breathing as much as possible.

No matter how angry the director is, he can't pull out a machine gun and shoot indiscriminately.

As for that bastard Mingde and the fact that Inspector Kobayashi went to Country H, everyone knows about it.

Now, as long as the case can be solved, everyone will accept it even if they find an alien, let alone a Chinese.

If this director continues to run wild like this, someone will get into trouble sooner or later.

Since Inspector Kobayashi is not here, no one can take care of him.

"You don't have to talk now, that's good!"

The director naturally knew that the law could not hold everyone responsible, and the person who sold the information was right below, but he had no way of knowing who it was, and the people at the Yomiuri Shimbun could not give the person away. The reason why the person was able to establish Japan's largest newspaper was because of his credibility and reliability.

In that case, he didn't want to waste any more time as there were more important things to do right now.

The burly man's aura was condensed at this moment, as if there was a bomb in his chest that was ready to explode at any time.

He didn't know what the Emperor would be like when he saw the newspaper. What if the ninety-year-old Emperor was frightened to death?

It is not an exaggeration at all. As the head of the Metropolitan Police Department, I must commit suicide to apologize. This has nothing to do with any laws or regulations.

If he didn't die, the bigwigs in the cabinet would have to petition him to die. He would rather end his life in a dignified way than commit suicide and ruin his reputation in his later years.

"Kobayashi Tadamichi! You must solve the case! My life and property are in your hands!"

At this moment, the director only has Kobayashi Tadamichi in his mind.

This fox of the Metropolitan Police Department is not only the think tank of the headquarters, but also Suzuki's external brain.

It would be more accurate to say that Kobayashi is in charge of the Metropolitan Police Department rather than him.

Such a big thing as the corpse dumping case in the Imperial Garden has happened. If it were someone else, the old man would never let him find a prophet.

The reason I agreed to Kobayashi's plan was entirely out of my unconditional trust in him.

His suggestion was to go to America for help, as he knew more than one great North American detective.

But Xiaolin actually wants to go to country H to find some prophet.

The night before yesterday, he stayed up late to finish reading the information about the "prophet", and he had to admit that there was something to it.

But at this age, in early twenties, isn’t she too young? Or is she just a packaged internet celebrity or an actor, or does she really have the ability?
He was never sure.

But now is not the time to think about these issues.

If the next case happens at the Imperial Palace
"Guard Section, you are responsible for the protection of the imperial family. The security around the Imperial Palace and the Togu Palace is the responsibility of the Imperial Palace Police Headquarters. The security inside the Imperial Palace and the Togu Palace and the protection of the imperial family are the responsibility of the Imperial Palace Police Headquarters."

"Hu~~"

The director glanced at his phone, took a deep breath, and his expression eased a little. "Good news, Inspector Kobayashi has arrived at Narita Airport. With him leading the investigation department, it will only be a matter of time before the case is solved. In addition, Mr. Kobayashi has invited a police prophet from Hxia. I heard that this person has the power of ghosts and gods, so I think it will also help solve the case."

The external brain has returned, and the director feels relieved.

The crowd below also became agitated. Now that their leader had returned, everyone at least no longer had to worry about taking the blame.

Mr. Kobayashi has a big head. With him protecting you, there is nothing to be afraid of.

+ + +
Outside the airport, the Metropolitan Police Department was eager to return home.

But the people from Mold were present and insisted on talking to them. Kobayashi saw the shoulder strap of the leading officer, which turned out to be a silver eagle.

Just kidding, the highest commander of the Fungus stationed in Liben is just a lieutenant general.

Now a colonel has emerged, and an officer of this rank has already stepped one foot into the ranks of brigadier general.

In the local area, he is basically walking sideways.

Kobayashi Tadamichi never thought of offending such a person.

Several people stopped by the car door. The Hummer opened its door and several soldiers who looked like officers got out one after another.

The leader was the colonel that Xiaolin had seen just now. He was a white man with a strong build and was not very old, perhaps only about 40 years old. This man got out of the car but did not speak. Instead, a short, yellow-skinned soldier came out to speak.

Xiaolin took a look and saw the golden oak leaf, which showed that he was a major.

He was about 1.70 meters tall, around 40 years old, neatly dressed, and had a very friendly expression.

Kobayashi only took one look and knew that this person was of Japanese descent, and might even be a Japanese from Liben.

Kobayashi thought he had an absolutely sharp eye and he did not doubt his own judgment.

The white colonel is not the focus, but the short "compatriot" is.

White x and black x mold are not scary. At most, their language may be unfriendly and their attitude may be a little contemptuous, but they don’t have many bad intentions.

But the Japanese are different.

Due to their fanaticism as converts, these people are the most ruthless when it comes to betraying their compatriots. Sometimes, in order to show their loyalty to their master, they can do anything, which is very disgusting.

Xiaolin still remembers that last year, a Japanese destroyer captain of the Seventh Fleet actually ordered the use of fire control radar to illuminate the H country warship in the N sea.

Such a crazy move directly led to a confrontation between the two armies and almost caused an irreparable disaster.

This bastard named Yichuan even refused to answer the call from the headquarters and ordered to open fire.

At the last moment, he was dealt with by his subordinates.

We are not fools. The destroyer of country H is called a destroyer, but with a tonnage of 12,500 tons, it is basically a cruiser. It has comprehensive weapons and more than 100 vertical launch units.

I am just an old destroyer weighing several thousand tons.

If a real fight breaks out, I wonder if my missiles can penetrate the enemy's shield ship air defense network? I'll be killed by them at the first sight. Damn, what's the point of risking my life with a salary of several thousand dollars a month?

So the subordinates decisively took action, shut down the fire control radar and communicated with the other party, while imprisoning the captain.

The result was that the white first mate who had rebelled against his superiors was promoted to captain, and the original captain was dismissed.

This "compatriot" in front of him was so enthusiastic that Kobayashi didn't believe that this guy had any good intentions.

"Hello, Mr. Kobayashi. I am Ichiro Yamazaki, a major officer in the service department of Yokota Air Base. This is Colonel White of the base's flight squadron."

The short officer was polite. He took off his hat and greeted everyone as soon as he came up and introduced their identities to each other.

"Good! Mr. Xiaolin, Mr. Mingde, and Mr. Jiang from country H, it's really better to meet them in person than to hear about them."

Before he finished speaking, the burly white man behind Yamazaki actually greeted them in fluent Mandarin.

His eyes also looked specifically at Jiang Hanwen who was standing behind.

"We are here this time as mold observers to help investigate the Imperial Garden corpse dumping case. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation!"

The white man also took off his hat, revealing a big, shiny bald head, looking even more ferocious.

"Mr. White, Mr. Yamazaki, do you have any misunderstandings? The corpse dumping case is a case in our country and has nothing to do with mold. The Metropolitan Police Department should be solely responsible for investigating it. Why do you mold send out observers?"

Mingde Qiushui had been enduring for a long time. He disliked mildew, but he could tolerate it. However, once he met a "compatriot" like Yamazaki who wore mildewed military uniforms and acted as a guide for the white master, he would get angry.

What does the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation have to do with your mold?

You have to monitor the legislation of the Congress, the signing of executive orders by the Prime Minister's Office, and now you also have to monitor the work of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Will I have to install surveillance cameras every time I go to the toilet in the future, and report the data to the government?

It's simply too much of a lie.

"No no no! Mr. Mingde, you are a smart man, how could you say such a thing? The murderer in this case actually set his sights on the royal family and caused chaos around the Imperial Palace. As friends of the royal family, how can we sit idly by? General Bolton specially sent me to assist the Metropolitan Police Department in handling the case this time."

"Don't worry, we will provide the Metropolitan Police Department with all the technical support we can."

"Moreover, the Metropolitan Police Department went to a faraway place to hire a detective from Country H to handle the case. I am personally very curious about the magical power of this famous prophet."

White pushed aside Yamazaki and Kobayashi and walked in front of Jiang Hanwen.

Jiang Hanwen is 1.82 meters tall and very strong. Colonel White is at least 1.9 meters tall and has an even more muscular build.

It almost felt like a wall standing in front of me.

"Mr. Jiang, I have a piece of advice for you. Go to the lobby to buy a ticket now and return the same way. The mold will guarantee your safety."

The white colonel's tone was particularly arrogant and there was a cold light in his eyes.

He was a soldier who had been to the battlefield and seen blood. He simply did not believe that a young man in his twenties from Country H would dare to look him in the eye.

But he regretted it the next moment.

The young man in front of him slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes as black as ink.

White suddenly felt that the world was turning upside down, and everything around him disappeared. Then he heard the wailing of countless women and children.

He couldn't help but want to step back, but he couldn't move at all.

Then a mocking voice was heard from the darkness.

"Have you seen blood? That's true, but you're just a piece of trash who cheated military merit by slaughtering women and children."

"Oh, I forgot, using a game controller to control a plane and drop bombs to kill people doesn't count as seeing blood!"

(End of this chapter)