"What's wrong? What's the matter?" With a slight smell of the sea that had not yet dissipated, Mizumatsu rushed into the conference room.

I pulled open an empty chair, but in fact there was only one empty chair left in the entire conference room, obviously I was waiting for Mizumatsu alone.

"This." The person next to him handed a piece of paper.

Mizumatsu thanked him, picked it up and looked at it attentively.

This is a photocopy with a newspaper collage, which is the simplest type of anonymous letter.

It reads: "I am a strong player among major league players, and the playoffs have begun! The signal of the game is that it is noon tomorrow and the end is three o'clock in the afternoon. Even if you prepare high-quality brakes, is it useful to me in the end? If you want to stop the game, come to me. I am waiting for your police to climb to the bloody pitching area in the steel strike zone. I am the round table warrior. I reserved the 72nd space to wait for the big trip."

"Is this explosion intimidation?" Mizumatsu repeatedly observed it and could not feel anything special about this letter, because the police department received several messages every year, most of which were pranks. Generally speaking, there is no need to disturb the explosive disposal team. They first send two patrols, or contact nearby exchanges to the location on the letter to go around. Usually, they can't find anything. Sometimes they can catch a naughty child who hides and laughs secretly and beat them up. Even if the case is closed, they can actually find a bomb. Generally, there is not necessarily one in ten times. Remember the last time the bomb was actually dealt with by Diji Moriya.

Apart from the strange tone of speaking, it seems that there is a riddle hidden inside, it is almost no different from those threatening letters from naughty children. Mizumatsu couldn't see the value of the police department holding a major meeting, which made him hurriedly run back after the previous case. Could it be that because the riddle cannot be solved, a group of people were called to meet to solve the riddle?

"Did you forget? The explosion four years ago." The person around him reminded.

Only then did Mizumatsu notice that it was Mikako Sato sitting next to him.

Mikako, four years ago, the explosion case... was the case of Matsuda Mitsuhira's death! Mizumatsu suddenly remembered it, but she wanted to slap herself, and actually forgot such an important thing.

Four years ago, the sudden series of explosions was also the first time Mizumatsu tried his best to force himself to recall the plot.

The plot change was too slow and it could not be considered a way to save Matsuda Mitsuhira, who would have sacrificed, but it only made him turn from death to a vegetative person who has been lying on the hospital bed and gradually deteriorating.

"It turned out to be that case. It seems that the man jumped out to revenge us." A smile appeared on the corner of Mizumaki's mouth. The explosion happened eight years ago. Mizumaki and others had not started working. At that time, there were two murderers. In fact, they had already persuaded them to surrender through negotiations. Later, some accidents happened. One of them was foolishly hit and killed by a car. His companions thought it was a conspiracy set up by the police and immediately hid and planned the subsequent bomb operation. This led to the series of bomb cases in the Ferris wheel and hospital and the serious injuries of Matsuda Geohei four years ago. Has this person been caught so far?

Mizumatsu held the threatening letter in his hand hard into a ball. He felt uncomfortable now when he was ruined by the destruction four years ago. This time he must pull him out and let out a sigh of anger.

"I won't let him be free for four years. Today is the day when he is brought to justice." Sato Mikako also said to herself.

Mizumazuki glanced at Mikako Sato and wanted to remind her not to set flags randomly, but she didn't know what to say. He didn't want to be kicked out of the response team because of his disgrace in his speech.

"Okay, since the waterma has arrived, we will officially start the meeting." The second seat in the upper head was Prosecutor Shimizu Matsumoto, and the first person was Joe Toshiro Oda, the Minister of the Criminal Department.

"This afternoon, I found the note in front of you in a police officer's car, and then the police car exploded. Fortunately, because of the quick reaction, the police officer was only slightly injured." Matsumoto Shimizu said: "Everyone here has basically participated in or experienced the incident eight or four years ago. I won't say much. According to the information on the note, the murderer appeared again."

"Are you sure it's that person?" Mizumaki's fighting spirit was too strong, and he interrupted the management officer Matsumoto with some shamelessness. He asked straightforwardly. He didn't want to pounce over with full momentum, and finally caught a little brat who set off fireworks at the wrong time.

"It's not wrong. We only opened the first half of the trailer four years ago to the public. The prank cannot imitate such a tone." Meguru police department glared at his beloved general, but explained.

Oda Keito Toshiro glanced at the young man and remembered that he must have seen him in some cases before.

Then he remembered that Matsumoto had told him that this young man seemed to be close to some people in the police, so he lost interest in him.

The style of the trailer... Mizumatsu remembered that this trailer actually did not mention words related to explosions. The reason why I regarded it as an explosion threatening letter after reading it was because I subconsciously linked it with the letter from the past.

"No more, the murderer sent a trailer with riddles just like in the past. Now the people sitting here are the strongest wisdom of the Metropolitan Police Department. Let us start solving the puzzle of the trailer immediately." said Shimizu Matsumoto.

Although I could understand the meaning of the Matsumoto Management Officer, Mizumaki felt that his words were not only a little secondary, but also placed the senior executive who did not attend the meeting with insufficient IQ. This was the most embarrassing thing, let alone...

"I don't want to sit here to discuss." Mizumatsu suddenly stood up and said in surprise eyes: "I already have some ideas about the location of the bomb, but I don't want to waste my time on the discussion. I will take some people to Tokyo Tower and Didan High School. If there are any incidents that need to be transferred nearby, you can contact me." After that, he turned around and left.

"I'll go and have a look, too." Mikako Sato watched Mizumatsu disappear at the door of the conference room, suddenly called out a clever one, stood up and chased after him.

"Young people are a little impetuous now." He looked at the two of them leaving the conference room one after another and searching for the third class to comment.

"After all, they were people who went through the case four years ago, and the person injured in that case seemed to be their friends, so it is understandable to be more impulsive." If you don't want the atmosphere to be too stiff, Matsumoto Shimizu said nice things.

"Impulsive? Is it understandable?" The head of the third class did not buy it: "We are police officers, not members of the community. We can't solve any problems with impulse and passion, and it will even worsen the matter!" The head of the third class was young because of impulse loss in a task, so he didn't like the behavior of Mizumatsu.

"Sorry, I hope you can understand my subordinates more. After all, he just returned from an uninhabited island on the back of Tokyo and his condition must be not very good." The police department of Meguri is always very protective of his son. Although he is polite, his tone is not the case at all.

"Hmph, I doubt even more whether he is really a murderer. Who knows if he has found a reason to hide and be lazy, and the female police officer, is there any relationship between them?" The chief of the section chief seemed to be planning to fight against the scholars today, and his words became increasingly rude.

"Haha, I'm very familiar with the two of them. They are both excellent young people, much better than some old men who sit in the office and drink coffee all day long." Although they are not in a match with the Megumi Police Department, Officer Nakamori couldn't help but say a few words at this time, but one sentence caused many old guys to glar at him.

Oda Keitotoro's fingers gently tapped the table three times, and the entire conference room suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Oda Keitotoro who was sitting on the top and waited for him to speak.

Oda Ketotoro just pointed to the table in front of Mizumatsu. Everyone's eyes moved with his fingers, and only saw the wrinkled copy of Mizumatsu rubbed Mizumatsu on the table.

No, if you look closely, you can also see tiny particles sprinkling on the table. It was unknown when Shui Jianyue subconsciously fiddled with her hair, the sea sand fell on the table. Shui Jianyue had just rushed back from the sea and ran over without even tidying her hair.
Chapter completed!