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The day after learning that the FBI and ICPO appeared in Japan, Fuyuma received a notice from the Metropolitan Police Department to attend a group meeting organized by ICPO.

Of course, the ICPO’s headquarters is not in Japan, so after completing the special visa within an hour, Fuyuma took Miwako and the head of the search section called Soichiro Yoshin.

“Night God Chief, do you know what topic is to be discussed this time?” On the plane, the bored Dongma asked casually.

“I think it should be an international response discussion about Kira.” The head of the night god replied with a serious face, and at a glance, he knew that this was a Japanese man of the Showa era with a strong sense of justice and at the same time very old-fashioned.

However, Fuyuma is more interested in the so-called Kira, because he received yesterday the classified information that may now only be accessible to Minister Oda Kirito and above, and the FBI has already mobilized for this.

So as soon as she arrived in Paris, Fuyuma asked Miwako to open her notebook and search the web.

“Police, don’t we have to go to the venue first?” Night God asked with a frown.

“No, I think we need to get to know our next opponent first, know ourselves and the other side, so that we can survive a hundred battles… Otherwise, like against the Shangri-La Crusaders, you will be led by the nose until now, but you will die a very ugly death. Dongma said indifferently.

Of course, the most important reason is that he doesn’t want to go to that kind of dull meeting, so it is better to delay it for a while.

Soon, Fuyuma found what he was looking for.

“Another prisoner has died of cardiac paralysis!”

“That’s awesome! One by one, the wicked died! ”

“Although I was a little scared, it was too happy!”

“But in this way, isn’t it impossible to do bad things…?”

“Sure enough, did the police do it?”

“Are you stupid? If the police did it, could it be so obvious? ”

“Don’t you know yet? It’s Kira, Kira! ”

“Who will be killed next…!”

“Kira, kill everyone!”

……

“Not only the forum, but even the homepage website…” Fuyuma looked at this website with a very Japanese atmosphere, and the background was all kinds of scary atmosphere, and the corners of his mouth hooked a big one

“The legend of the Savior Kira… Bastard,” the night god said furiously.

“Judging from this guy’s recent style of doing things, this Kira who took the suicide hand should not be liked by him very much… However, there are more than 50,000 search links, and people near you like such characters. Fuyuma said with a smile.

“But we’ve only reported a few violent killings of prisoners?” The night god was a little puzzled.

“But people are not fools, they have realized that something is changing. The so-called human beings are such creatures… Although on the surface everyone will say something ‘it’s wrong to kill bad guys’, in fact, everyone with a clear conscience will privately think that bad guys deserve to be killed! ”

“Positive vigilance!” The night god shouted dissatisfiedly, but was then frightened back by Fuyuma’s cold smile, and he remembered that this god was not a good man and a woman.

“Well, although the ICPO meeting must be boring, but since this time it is to discuss Kira’s affairs, let’s go over and see, maybe something interesting will happen…” Fuyuma said, and then arrived at the Interpol headquarters with Miwako, who had no fluctuations, and the night god who was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

At this time, the moderator of the meeting had already begun to make his opening remarks.

“In this week alone, the death toll has reached 52, and all of them are palsy. The victims are all criminals who are in pursuit and serving their sentences, and even criminals whose whereabouts are unknown…”

“Isn’t there at least 100 or more people?” The police representative on the American side said.

“But the dead are all deserving guys, isn’t it okay not to care…” said the British police representative.

“Nonsense, isn’t killing criminals murderous ?!”

“It’s not yet a murder!”

“Is it a coincidence that more than a hundred people have been paralyzed in such a short period of time?!”

So, Fuyuma watched the police representatives of several European and American countries begin to tear up, apparently these people were more concerned about who could dominate Interpol than who the prisoners were.

“What ugly guys…,” Fuyuma said sarcastically, then hid in the back row, lying on Miwako’s lap and squinting and enjoying it.

“In this way, we can only ask L to solve it!” The representative of the American side suddenly said at this time.

Suddenly, the entire conference hall fell into an eerie silence.

“L?” Fuyuma wondered.

“Sorry, I forgot that the police was the first time I attended… The so-called L, his name, appearance, and address are all unknown, but no matter what kind of difficult incident, he can solve it. If police is the trump card of our Japanese police, then this is the hole card of Interpol. ”

“Then he’s a detective too…” Fuyuma nodded nonchalantly.

And at this time, a figure wrapped in a black trench coat suddenly came from the background, interrupting everyone’s argument.

“L has already started working on this case…”

“Who is this guy?” Fuyuma asked, he only felt an old man, obviously it couldn’t be L.

“He is the negotiator ‘Du’, the person responsible for external communication in place of L.” The night god replied.

At this time, Wataru spoke again, “Please keep quiet and listen to L’s opinion on this incident.” ”

Saying that, he opened the notebook and revealed a wonderful L icon.

At the same time, a voice was transmitted through multimedia, a voice that could not distinguish between men and women, old and young, and had undergone special processing.

“Guys at ICPO, I’m L…”

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