The identity of the notebook is a bit peculiar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Its pages are slightly yellowed, and it can be seen that it is aged; the font on the top of the page is clear and graceful, and if you are careful, you can also see that it is a girl's handwriting; if you connect with the slightly sensational content in it, people who are familiar with his interpersonal relationships can use their brains to think of the truth.

This notebook was given to him by Wu Wenjing when he was still in the United States, so that he could better understand the American language when he had just arrived in the United States.

At that time, her main task was to try the suspects, and after the trial, most of the torture rooms were only corpses, and it was a pity to throw them away, so they were sent to the organization's laboratory for secondary use.

In order to make Kurosawa Silver more interested in reading this notebook and learning from it...... With Wu Wenjing's personality, it is expected that a lot of her work content is written in the notebook, so the word "human organs" appears in many places in this notebook.

The content does sound dangerous, especially if it's still there.

It's no wonder that Kawaguchi just read it in less than two sentences before he closed the notebook in fright, and the faces of the other policemen around him changed at the same time.

Hehe, I guess he thinks he killed people to get human organs, and he will check it later.

No one else has ever killed him, so naturally he will not be greedy for any organ to make money...... However, the person who designed this case will definitely contribute to making this "motive" a fact and making the case seem more reasonable.

People have worked hard.

This notebook...... To be honest, Kurosawa Silver himself didn't know where he threw it, but it was a shame that the murderer was able to find it and deliberately put it in the shelf compartment for Sato to find out for the first time.

Some people may think that there is a possibility that "the notebook is in the shelf compartment from the beginning"?

The odds are pitiful.

Didn't you see that his house was about to be emptied......

Well, this is Belmode's hands and feet, she doesn't know what she's busy with lately, she disappeared for a while, and before leaving, she was probably afraid that some important things in his house would be turned over and over by some dishonest sneakers, so she transported all the things in the villa to other places in advance, leaving only some large furniture that could not be moved.

Few people in the organization would dare to stop Belmode's actions, not even spy on each other.

Until Belmode disappeared with so many things...... Only then did someone report to the above, and then someone was sent over to supervise it.

Far from it.

All in all, since Belmode had moved and most of the books on the shelves had been taken away, it was impossible for her to ignore the notebook.

This notebook should have been put up afterwards.

Moreover, the contents of the notebook have also been tampered with.

The color of the mouth of the book is different, and the layers are also a little uneven, perhaps someone has pulled out some of the pages and replaced them with new white paper to make the book more confusing.

As for who it was......

He was going to put the monitor backwards in a moment.

"Are you leaving?"

The lenses in the daylight continued to glow white, and it was difficult to see Kurosawa's expression.

He glanced at the policemen who hurried out without discussing a few words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his tone seemed to have a sneer.

"Didn't you say you had to take it for an hour? It hasn't been ten minutes now, has it?"

Kurosawa slowed the car down, stopped at the intersection, and glanced at the crowd on the screen who had hurriedly left with their notebooks.

His glasses reflect the sunlight refracted by the car windows.

He pushed his glasses, then touched the screen with his fingertips, and the full screen was canceled, and the monitor image automatically became smaller, condensed into only one-third the size of the screen, and there was a row of English symbols underneath.

Kurosawa's finger stayed on an English symbol, paused for a while, but instead of pressing it, he moved to the side of the phone, blacking out the phone.

Never mind.

It was hard to find that kind of thing from the monitor, he had to pay most of his attention to it, unlike when he just observed the police, he could sift through the information by listening to the voices.

Let's concentrate on driving.

After this intersection and another intersection he was at his destination, and he had to pay attention to the road so as not to make a mistake, which would waste too much time......

Kurosawa looked through the window at the lights above that turned from red to green, stepped on the accelerator and continued to move on.

At the same time, he also rarely put his hand on a place that he would never normally use, and turned on the in-car announcement.

A magnetic female voice is narrating the news and information with emotion.

Kurosawa Silver squinted and seemed to listen with pleasure, and the car drove a short distance on the road before coming to a stop on the edge of a river.

He got out of the car, half of the door open, half of his body leaning on the car, his fingers rhythmically tapping the watch cover on his wrist.

The sound of ticking is slight, but it can be heard clearly on the edge of this silent river.

I don't know how long it has been...... The hour and minute hands, which make up exactly one o'clock in the end.

“…… The police have confirmed that reporter Kurosawa Silver is a suspect, and he is currently absconding, his whereabouts are unknown, and he may be haunted in ...... I hope you ...... from all of you."

The corners of Kurosawa's lips rose completely.

He straightened up, closed the door with his backhand, and walked towards the river.

The phone vibrated suddenly, at the same high frequency, but he ignored it.

Five seconds later, he stopped at the edge of the river, glanced at his phone's screen, a faint smile on his face, and then reached out and threw his object out.

The icy hard object popped through the surface of the river and sank to the bottom.

"It's good to be ...... like this."

"I'm finally getting a little excited about this development. ”

"But it's a bit of a shame. ”

"After waiting so long, the pressure you put on me is not as good as those guys' design......"

"Can you get serious?"

He muttered something that only he could understand.

In the middle of speaking, his eyes seemed to be a little broken, but as the last sentence fell, his expression returned to its original calm.

His obstacle-like gesture no longer existed, as if it had never existed......

Today, Kurosawa is just looking at the map displayed by the navigation system of his glasses, and constantly comparing the route of a helicopter in his mind with this map, and walking briskly along the river.

……

At the same time, on the other side, Kudo Shinichi clenched his lips and teeth tightly, with a terrifying expression.

He had no idea why things had come to this point.

He just went to eat a bento with Xiaolan Yuanzi, and when he came back, Xiaolan and the others went upstairs to continue their studies, while he sat under the tree and prepared to squint for a while, in turn to make sure that he was in good spirits soon.

He slept for about ten minutes, then woke up ready to watch the news and mobilize his brain cells......

"Wanted: Reporter Kurosawa Silver is suspected of serial homicide and is currently on the run, I hope all citizens will ......"

Well, Kudo Shinichi's brain cells not only didn't get active, but he was almost stimulated to death by the news!

What the hell is that guy!

How did you become a murderer in less than an hour after going out?

Still Wanted?

Kudo's face became stunned for a moment, and the next second he held the phone almost reflexively, and the shortcut key dialed Kurosawa Gin's phone.

But there are only blind tones.

"Abominable ......"

Kudo let out an annoyed roar, and the phone was cracked by his pinch.

His fingertips were cut by the tip of the crack, and a drop of blood flowed out, and he was so excited by the pain of the moment that he tightened his brows, but his emotions ...... But it's much better than the restlessness just now.

"Calm, calm, rushing can't solve anything......"

He took a few breaths, barely calmed his mind, then looked at the phone that showed no answers, exhaled, hung up the phone that had been broadcast, switched to the URL page, and went deep into the "Wanted" message.

He wanted to see the contents of this wanted warrant, especially ...... Photo.