Interrogation Room 3.

Behind one-way glass.

Looking at the blonde who kept scolding the policeman, Ayakoji simply took off the headphones and let his subordinates continue to stare ~ .

And he took the case materials that had just been delivered to him and entered the 4th interrogation room next door.

“Ah, Officer Ayakoji.”

The police officer who stayed behind the one-way glass heard the door open, looked at the door, and saw that it was his boss and said hello.

“Give me a headset.”

Fumiki Ayakoji said, pulling over a chair and sitting down next to the officer.

4 In the interrogation room sat a man wearing glasses, with a thin figure, who looked very weak at first glance.

Fumiki Ayakoji came here because the man with glasses also mentioned the strange game of “human observation”.

But compared to the blonde who is like a shrew and can’t ask anything for half a day, this man with glasses seems to be very cooperative with the work of the police.

While listening to the conversation inside, Fumiki Ayakoji flipped through the printed interrogation questions.

“You call Yamaguchi Luxuriki, right?”

“Yes.”

“What is the purpose of this shinkansen ride?”

“Because I signed up for a game called Human Observation last week, the organizers asked me to buy a ticket for this Tokyo-Kyoto 12:909 train.”

“Can you elaborate on this game?”

“Yes, this has to start last Sunday, I usually like to visit forums, the screen name is [Paper Towel Brothers]…”

“Around noon last Sunday, I swiped the post on the spoof forum to sign up for the game, saying that participation is 10,000 yen…”

“I didn’t believe it at first, but a netizen named [Little Tail] went to test the water and really got the money, so I tried it…”

“After giving the organizer the bank card number, 10,000 yen was credited to the account in less than a few seconds.”

“How did you know the money arrived?”

“Ah, I happened to be in an Internet café in Tokyo, and there was an ATM in the convenience store next to it, so I took a chance.”

“Did the money really come out?”

“Yes, really.”

“So who did you just say about the organizer?”

“I remember that the organizer’s screen name was [1234567], I chatted with her privately, and she sent me the rules of the game after transferring money.”

“She? How can you be sure she’s a woman? (He and she are pronounced differently in Japanese)”

“Uh… The text she typed when she chatted didn’t look like a man, there were a lot of tone words, what oh yo and so on, so she thought it was a woman. ”

“Okay, please go on.”

“She said the game was called Changing Black Boxes, and that two terrorists dressed in black entered the Shinkansen with bombs…”

“And I need to play the agent who has received instructions from my superiors to change the black box in the opponent’s hand between 12:40 and 13:00.”

“Did the rules of the game mention the appearance of the two terrorists dressed in black?”

“Ah, mentioned, that’s right, one is a man wearing sunglasses, and the other is a man with long silver hair, which is easy to identify.”

“Is there anything else written in the rules of the game?”

“It’s quite detailed, I can’t remember all of them, but some things still have an impression.”

“Okay, please.”

“She asked me to buy a Fushi brand black box first, and the sizes and models were all sent…”

“Then ask me to write three capital letters N vertically with a marker on the inner wall of the box…”

Seeing this, Ayakoji Bunki’s brows furrowed, and he took out a pen from his suit pocket and drew two lines under this sentence.

The three uppercase English letters “N” written vertically, then looking horizontally, isn’t it “ZZZ”?

Could it be related to “Zzz”, which recently created two consecutive cases in Tokyo?

Once a maple leaf gold coin, once a suicide replay, not only the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but also the police all over Japan are paying attention to this matter.

In the early hours of Tuesday morning, “Zzz” posted on the forum: “Do you want to see the fireworks display?” After these words, the Kyoto area called a meeting of all police officers.

The superior emphasized that since it happened in Tokyo, it was likely to happen in Kyoto. [ Read more novels by visiting our website: t.ly/d_BHZ ]

This is something to be prevented.

I just didn’t expect it…

Just less than a week later, it was actually online with “Zzz”.

The train exploded…

Is it the “fireworks show” that “Zzz” wants to express?

Fumiki Ayakoji glanced at the bespectacled man in the interrogation room, and then looked down to read the printed interrogation dialogue.

“Anything else?”

“Also, put 10.57kg of things into it at random, saying that the bomb carried by the man in black is so heavy, so that the same weight will not let the other party detect it immediately.”

“What are you pretending?”

“Ahhh… I was loaded with old books and a large pile of yellowed waste paper. ”

Reading this, Fumiki Ayakoji immediately took off his headphones and got up, left the interrogation room, and quickly walked to the Physical Evidence Management Section.

He carefully looked at the black box he brought back from the scene, and there were indeed three “N” marks inside.

He then removed the black boxes packed in bags of evidence and the scattered papers and returned them to the interrogation room.

Pulling open the door, he motioned for one of the officers to go out first, sit in his chair and speak directly to the man with glasses.

“Is this box yours?”

Fumihiro Ayakoji exposes the inner wall of the black box to Yamaguchi several times, revealing the English letters marked with a marker inside.

“I’ll see, yes, it’s my box.”

“What about these books and paper?” Ayakoji Fumiki raised the bag of evidence in his hand.

“Yes, it’s mine, these are the textbooks I didn’t use in college.”

Yamaguchi said.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Ayakoji Bunki’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, he put down the evidence bag and read the transcript again.

“Your seat is in the seventh carriage?”

“That’s right.”

“Did you leave the carriage halfway?”

“No, I have been waiting for the two men in black, so I sat in my seat and did not move.”

“You successfully switched the black box?”

“Yes, I took advantage of him to quietly stretch out my legs and trip the long-haired actor in black…”

“He was about to fall, and the black box flew out, so I switched the box and gave him my own black box.”

“What time was it exchanged, remember?”

“At 13:58, I remember this very well, because the game was over in two minutes.”

Ayakoji Wenji nodded slightly and asked, “The black box that was successfully exchanged, where did you put it?” ”

“In that… On the shelf of the saddle, there was an explosion, and you didn’t let me carry my luggage, so I didn’t touch the black box again. ”

After hearing this, Fumiki Ayakoji made a gesture to the one-way glass and signaled his subordinates to contact the police officers at the scene and find the black box.

However, hearing Yamaguchi’s repeated confessions, Ayakoji Fumiki had an inference in his heart.

The black box that was kicked by Conan contained books and paper, indicating that this man was the last to change, and there must have been someone else who had also changed the black box before.

After pondering for two seconds, Fumiki Ayakoji continued to ask, “Do you know how many people participated in the game in total?” ”

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