Beichuan Si was awoken by the ringtone of his own cell phone.
When he woke up, he made a point to check the ti.
Two o’clock in the morning.
At this ti, the person calling him...
Beichuan Si glanced at the contact on his phone screen.
It was Gangye Yoshiko.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Gangye Yoshiko calling him at such a late hour must have ant there was an urgent matter.
Without hesitation, he reached out to answer the call:
"Hello?"
On the other end, Gangye Yoshiko’s grave voice ca through the phone, her distinctively cold voice mixed with the jarring sound of police sirens:
"Beichuan."
"Ookubo is in trouble."
With just those simple two sentences, Beichuan Si was slightly rejuvenated; he swung himself out of bed and asked: "Location?"
"I’ve already sent soone to pick you up, they should be almost there. This ti the case has so unusual aspects."
Beichuan Si raised his hand to draw back the curtains, looking down.
A police car had parked next to his house at so unknown ti.
It seed that was the person Gangye Yoshiko had sent to pick him up.
"I’ll be right there."
Beichuan Si replied as he donned an overcoat suitable for going out.
"Okay."
The call ended there.
It seems Gangye Yoshiko was still organizing the scene, sparing a mont to call him was already the limit.
Beichuan Si pocketed his phone and keys, and quickly left his ho.
...
In the deep of night, the piercing sound of police sirens echoed.
It was almost like a signal to gather, and so night owls out for a stroll seed to have found so entertainnt, pressing their way over.
In this situation, the two officers who escorted Beichuan Si out of the car quickly parted the crowd and squeezed inside.
"Reporting to Gangye Police Officer! The task you assigned has been completed!"
Both saluted Gangye Yoshiko, who was maintaining order at the scene.
Gangye Yoshiko turned her gaze towards them and nodded:
"Okay. We’ll need more manpower to maintain order later on, so I’ll be counting on you two."
"Yes!"
The two officers, disciplined, withdrew, leaving Beichuan Si alone next to Gangye Yoshiko.
"Beichuan..." Gangye Yoshiko looked at Beichuan Si in front of her, her mouth opened weakly, then she seed to give up on saying sothing and waved her hand instead: "Forget it, I’ll take you inside for a look."
"...Okay."
Beichuan Si nodded and lifted his head to survey the apartnt building in front of him.
It was a very ordinary residential apartnt building, considering as a mid-to-high-rise structure.
Yet, for so reason, the shimring lights gave Beichuan Si an indescribable sense of icy coldness.
Gangye Yoshiko led Beichuan Si inside.
Along the way, they encountered several officers, greeted each in turn, and finally, she led Beichuan Si into the apartnt building.
Upon entering the apartnt building, Beichuan Si slled the thick scent of blood and stench that filled the air.
But Gangye Yoshiko was also experienced and seasoned.
She had seen many brutal cases before and certainly wouldn’t be shaken by this bit of blood.
Slling such odors, all Gangye Yoshiko did was frown, then quickly led Beichuan Si to the source of the bloody sll —
To an elevator.
At that mont, the elevator doors were wide open, and there were a few officers inside busy with sampling and investigating.
"They’re still working inside... from here you should be able to see," Gangye Yoshiko said calmly.
"...Yes, I can see," Beichuan Si nodded.
From his angle facing the elevator, he could clearly see the grueso scene inside.
The tal polished surface inside the elevator was now splattered with fresh blood.
The fierce spread of scarlet lines heralded the horror of the victim’s grueso death.
Beichuan Si’s gaze moved downward.
Below him was a man with light yellow hair.
His tongue dangled outside his mouth, his bloodless face turned towards the elevator side, making an expression as if he were glaring fiercely at those outside the elevator —
But to call it a glare wasn’t quite right.
For in the sockets of his eyes snugly fit dark iron spikes, making it impossible to see his eyes.
Naturally, there could be no talk of a ’glare.’
The black surface of the iron spikes was covered in blood and other viscous fluids, looking dirty and grimy.
Under Beichuan Si’s watchful eye, Gangye Yoshiko’s explanatory voice appropriately broke the silence.
"After a cursory examination, Ookubo Hayato had multiple contusions on his body, which suggests that he must have struggled violently before dying, and the cause of his death were those two iron spikes..."
Gangye Yoshiko extended two fingers, making a gesture as if poking eyes out: "They were inserted into Ookubo Hayato’s eyes while he was still alive, entering through the eyes and then exiting from the back of the head... What do you think? Does this manner of death feel familiar to you?"
"Indeed."
Beichuan Si murmured.
The manner of Ookubo Hayato’s death was similar to those of Yasui Kaoru and Ruyue Nao... apart from the location, everything else was nearly identical.
"Besides that... I have another piece of information that only insiders know." Gangye Yoshiko glanced at Ookubo Hayato, who had been dead for so ti, and began speaking:
"Ookubo Hayato... this guy’s ti of death was around midnight, but his body wasn’t discovered until two in the morning."
Gangye Yoshiko touched her cigarette pack but considering Beichuan Si was right beside her, she refrained from the action and continued: "And during that ti, the elevator was still being used."
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