Chapter 369: The Scene Is Too Tragic to Look At (Ch 369)

Metropolitan Police Department, Investigation Division 1 Office. Because it was already late at night, there were relatively few police officers on duty, and the office filled with desks and chairs seemed empty, and everyone was listless.

Inspector Shiratori, who was on night duty, felt very sleepy, so he put down his work, got up and went outside to make a cup of coffee. When he returned to his desk, he suddenly found several more sheets of paper stacked together on his desk.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked up and asked his colleague: “Who put the paper on my desk? Is it information about a case?” He asked this because in the past his colleagues would send him some case information.

However, the colleagues who were feeling sleepy shook their heads and said they didn’t know.

That’s strange… Shiratori placed the coffee on the table in confusion, then reached out and picked up the papers. The first paper only had one line of words – To the Metropolitan Police Department’s Investigation Division 1. The second paper onwards contained the real content, all of which were printed.

[Dear policeman: In order to cooperate with the police in combating crime, I am writing this letter to report Gojo Osamu, the son of Gojo Sakumo, the chairman of the Gojo Trading Group. This man has committed many heinous crimes and has harmed countless girls…]

The more Shiratori read, the more shocked he became. This was actually a report letter? And 070 was very detailed. If what was said in the letter was true, then Gojo Osamu was definitely a scumbag among scumbags.

“Is there any evidence of guilt in Gojo Osamu’s computer?” Shiratori was thinking about whether he should go and confirm it, but then he saw the last part of the letter and suddenly felt unwell.

At the end, the whistleblower said that he had punished Gojo Osamu on behalf of the victims.

“Punish? What does that mean?” Shiratori had a bad feeling. Could it be that the informant had lynched Gojo Osamu?

Who wrote this letter to me? Shiratori’s eyes fell on the corner of the letter, where he saw a name written – the Immortal Detective.

Of course he had heard of this name. It was this person who reported the incident involving Director Jinchuan last time. After the police investigated, they found that everything was the same as what was said in the letter. If this letter was also sent by the Undead Detective, then the content was very likely to be true.

“Did you really not see anyone come in?” Shiratori asked his colleague with a stern face.

Colleagues were all puzzled and said, “I didn’t see it.”

“Neither did I.”

“Inspector Shiratori, what happened?”

Shiratori held up the letters in his hand and said solemnly, “There are a few more letters of complaint on my desk, signed by the Undead Detective.”

Everyone exclaimed when they heard this, “Immortal Detective? Isn’t this the time when Director Jinchuan…?”

“But no one came in just now! How did he put the letter on the White Bird table?”

“It was the same thing with Inspector Megure. No one came in, but the report suddenly appeared. This guy is like Kaito Kid, coming and going without a trace.”

“Shiratori, what did he report this time?”

Shiratori briefly recounted the contents of the letter, and everyone was stunned. Shiratori added: “Looking at the statements in the letter, I have an uneasy feeling that perhaps this guy who calls himself the Undead Detective has already lynched Gojo Osamu.”

Others also read the same meaning from the letter. After discussion, everyone agreed that they should go to Gojo Osamu’s house immediately, so a police car was dispatched.

…

In a villa with a “Gojo” nameplate on the door, Gojo Sakumo was reading in the study when he heard the doorbell ring. He put down his book and walked over to open the door, and the scene outside the door made him stunned.

Because there were not just one visitor, but seven or eight people, and when Gojo Sakumo saw their car, he instantly knew who they were. “Police?”

He was very confused. Why did the police come to my house in the middle of the night?

“Hello, I’m Shiratori from the Metropolitan Police Department.” Inspector Shiratori showed his police ID and said, “Excuse me, is your son called Gojo Osamu?” Judging from his age, this person is definitely not Gojo Osamu, so Shiratori guessed that he was Gojo Sakumo.

“Yes, Gojo Osamu is my son, what’s wrong?” Gojo Sakumo frowned secretly, could it be that the boy Osamu got into trouble outside? Why did the police come to the door?

The white bird asked: “Is your son at home?”

“He’s not at home. I haven’t seen him since breakfast today. I guess he went out to play with his friends.” Gojo Sakumo didn’t know his son was dead and his body was in the study. He thought his son was out playing. “That kid is always like this. He never tells me, his father, when he goes out to play. What do you want from him?”

Shiratori is not stupid, and did not immediately explain the real purpose of his visit. “We received a report that someone was trying to harm your son, so we came here to confirm the situation. Can you help us contact your son?”

Someone is trying to harm my son? Gojo Sakumo became nervous, “I’ll call him right away.”

As a result, when the call was made, a ringtone rang inside the villa. Everyone standing at the door looked puzzled. Isn’t your son not at home?

Gojo Sakumo wondered and said to himself, “Strange, when did Ash come back?” He shouted his son’s name several times inside, but his son did not respond and did not answer the phone.

“Well, you guys come sit in the living room first, I’ll go call him.” (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Gojo Sakumo invited the police to the living room, and then went to call his son. He knocked on his son’s bedroom door, but there was no response, so he opened the door and the room was dark.

“Is he sleeping?” Gojo Sakumo reached out and touched the light switch on the wall. The moment he pressed the switch to turn on the light, the scene in front of him frightened him so much that he stepped back, fell to the ground, and screamed in fear.

The police in the living room heard his terrified scream, and Inspector Shiratori’s face changed, and he immediately rushed in the direction of the sound. They saw Gojo Sayun slumped at the door of a room, with his back against the wall, pointing his hand fearfully into the room.

Inspector Shiratori ran to the door and looked into the bedroom. The scene inside made his scalp tingle, as if it had exploded in an instant. The other detectives were also frightened and gasped.

There were two people in the bedroom, their bodies were covered with wounds from head to toe. The most noticeable thing was the blood on their lower bodies, which was obviously caused by being chopped. Looking at the frozen expressions on their faces, there was no doubt that they were dead.

This… was indeed someone’s private use! And it was an extremely inhumane one.

“Ash! Ah Sh!” Gojo Sakun, who had reacted, began to cry and scream, trying to rush into the room. Shiratori immediately ordered his subordinates to stop him. Although it was very inhumane, this was already a murder scene, and entering without permission would bring a lot of trouble to the investigation.

Amid Gojo Sakumo’s cries, Shiratori called the forensic personnel.
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