Lunch break, new out of the clinic.

"Huh?" Belmode took the two medicine bottles in his hand and looked at Qian Yu with some surprise. "You mean, let me get in touch...... Gin？ ”

"Well, you should still be in touch, right?" Qian Yu nodded. "There are some things I might need to confirm with him."

"I thought Gregory had called you to me just to get a flu shot, but I didn't expect you to be in charge of the questioning." Belmode pursed his lips and grumbled.

Yes, Gregory asked Chiba and Gray Yuan to come to Belmode to get the flu vaccine - winter and spring are the peak seasons for the flu, and Gregory's workstation is set up at the Rice Flower Central Hospital. In such a large hospital, which could be filled with flu patients in two or three months, Gregory, of course, arranged for each of his assistants to be vaccinated against the flu. One shot in September, followed by a booster shot during the flu period, can minimize the risk of influenza.

"Anyway, can you give us his new call?"

"Yes, I will give it to you after the injection!"

……

At the same time.

"Your text," Fujiwara walked into the bathroom as Hotaru brushed her teeth and prepared to go out with Fujiwara to learn to play golf in the afternoon. "It's the fly."

"Technically, it should be called an attacker, right?" Spit out the water in her mouth, Hotaru asked as she took her phone. "What did that guy say?"

The text message came from a colleague of Hotaru's forensic team, a young man in his twenties. Hotaru doesn't show much intimacy with Fujiwara when he's in the working group, and that guy thinks he has a chance, so he gets close to Hotaru from time to time. Of course, Fujiwara was also fully aware of this, and Hotaru naturally believed that Fujiwara must have read the contents of the text messages before taking the phone to him.

"I ask if you're sick," Fujiwara snorted. "I don't know why he suddenly remembered to ask about this."

"Ask him." Hotaru began to apply the facial cleanser, talking nonchalantly.

"Hmm." Fujiwara directly knocked a reply letter back in Hotaru's tone, asking why the other party would ask such a question. "Hmm...... The text reply was pretty fast, he said...... Well? ”

Fujiwara's eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong?" Hotaru asked, applying the cleanser to her face. "What did he say stupid?"

"He was on duty today, and then he was driven home by Gregory. He thought that the two of us were doing a secret dissection with Gregory like before, and wanted to go to the place where he got the equipment to find you, but he saw the two little cubs go to get the protective equipment. ”

"You mean those two kids?" Stopping the movement of rubbing her hands, Hotaru was surprised. "Why...... Call them not us? ”

"I don't know," Fujiwara said, placing his phone on the table next to the bath. "Shall I take a look?"

……

"So you're saying he doesn't remember who he lent the gun to?" Grigory said as he looked at the note that Chiba had given him.

"No, he vehemently denied lending the gun." Qian Yu said this and sighed. "I think it's really hard to get any worse"

They went to call Gin because Gregory had come up with an idea about how to create a way in Nami's body that would remind Fujiwara of Gin's gunshot marks.

As we all know, the organization is not a pure land without spies - the last leak of public security intelligence allowed them to catch many, many online ghosts.

And if someone took the opportunity to get a pistol with gin......

But Gin himself denied the possibility.

Of course, if it hadn't been verified in advance that the bullet was indeed from Gin, it would have been a bit hasty to assume that Gin's gun was the weapon used to shoot Miss Nami, so before Chiba went to Belmode to contact Gin, he had already asked Kaede Hoshino for a test shot trace map of the new rifle that the new gunsmith had replaced Gin with.

Although there is some wear, there is no doubt that the marks on this bullet do match some of the internal marks of the new chamber - because the gin has not been shot too many times, the rifle marks are still relatively complete and comparable.

In other words, it was indeed Gin's pistol that shot Miss Nami, and it seems that Gin did not lend the pistol to outsiders.

"By the way, could it be the gunsmith?" Gregory suddenly thought of something. "If he had ...... before he handed it to Gin"

"That change of gun was before the decisive battle," Chiba denied. "And Miss Nami's killing is a recent thing, and Gin had already gotten the gun when she died, and he didn't have a chance. But in other words, could it be that the new gunsmith is an inner ghost who has given us fake ballistic traces? ”

"Don't shoot him until you have evidence, I've had enough of the guilt." Gregory didn't think that Thousand Feathers was whimsical, but rather made sense. But he was reluctant to put the energy into thinking about it, after all, whenever he thought that there were so many ghosts in the organization, he would feel a little nervous about laundering money in front of the agents of the tax office.

"But if we don't think about that, what else can we think about?" Thousand feathers spread their hands. "The bullet on Miss Nami's body matches Gin's pistol, Gin's pistol is not loaned, and although he denies it, this logical closed loop can still prove that Gin shot ......"

"Huh?" Gray Plains let out an alarmed voice. "Wait a minute, this logic doesn't close the loop, right?"

Yes, when they were re-sorted out by Chiba in this way, they realized that something was wrong.

[The bullet on Miss Nami's body matches Gin's pistol + Gin does not have a borrowed pistol] = [The bullet on Miss Nami's body is shot by Gin]

And [Miss Nami's bullet was fired by Gin] does not mean that [Miss Nami died from the bullet fired by Gin]

There is a key assumption that is tacitly acquiesced

1. [Gin's bullet caused Miss Nami's death]

If anything, it's just that someone shoved the bullet that Gin had used into it after shooting Miss Nami...... At least Gregory: They didn't think to check whether the wounds on the broken organs were caused by large-caliber bullets.

Just as they were thinking about this, Gregory's cell phone suddenly rang - a desktop from the forensic studio.

“！？” Gregory's brow tightened: he and Chiba and Gray Plains were working today, and now all three of them were here......

Chiba also looked up with a rather surprised gaze, as he also realized that it meant that someone had broken into the forensic work area.

But who is it?

Gregory answered the phone - whoever it was, since they had already contacted him, there was no reason to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"I said, even if you really want to hide information from me, you need to figure out something very important first, right?" Hotaru's rather dissatisfied voice came from the other side of the phone that was answered. "At least find out who the body below the neck that was attached to Nami's skull belonged to - it didn't belong to Nami anyway."

Hotaru's voice seemed to sound far away from the earpiece, because in fact it was Fujiwara who was holding the earpiece, and Hotaru herself was standing in the middle of the "Nami's corpse" on the workbench, groping for something inside Nami's private parts with her gloved hands.

"Are you sure?" Gregory's voice rang in Hotaru's ears. "Are you sure it's a Chimera?"

"Well, because of the real Nami, beads are inserted in a few sensitive points in it, which are used to match the acting skills." Hotaru fumbled around carefully, then withdrew her hand and removed her gloves. "Yet this ...... Not a single bead. ”