How could I be here? When Sha woke up, he found himself lying in a strange place, a strange ceiling, a strange room, and a strange bed.

Sit up slowly and Sha rubbed her head. Am I not being the teenage mouse of the monster doctor? As Sha recovered, the memory slowly poured out.

Sha was originally a mercenary, but later he was seriously injured in a mission. From then on, he was excluded and marginalized in that cold-blooded place. Until one day, a doctor who was studying strange things found him and wanted to use him to do human experiments. If it succeeds, he will be stronger than before he was injured.

The name is for his own good, but in fact it is to abandon him at will and perform this kind of living experiment with a slim chance of survival. Sha smiled mockingly: Why did he agree? He is not eager to use that kind of nothingness to retrieve what he had lost before.

Then? This is considered successful. Sha looked at this strange room. If she didn't succeed, she would not be able to enjoy this kind of treatment. Sha thought so, walked out of bed, opened the curtains, and was hit by the dazzling sunshine.

Ah!? It was really dazzling sunshine. Sha showed a mocking smile again. Can't even enjoy the sunshine? Sha pulled the curtains up again and walked to the head of the bed.

After Sha got a document that could prove his identity from the bedside table, Sha Yu smiled nervously. Police? Or Japanese detective? This identity is very interesting.

Due to some shameful tasks, Sha has never played these role-playing games. However, even her face shape has changed, which is really thorough. Looking at the photos on the police officer's certificate, Sha is still in the mood to joke and becomes much more handsome.

Then I went into the bathroom and prepared to re-examine my new face. After staying in the bathroom for a while, I found something wrong. The charging razor, squeezed toothpaste, used toothbrush, and towel also had some slight stains.

If it was a disguise, none of those guys would be so careful. There would be a problem with these houses that seemed to appear in a day that they hadn't been in. Could it be that there was a real detective living here? And the unlucky guy was killed by them?

I don’t know if they left any messages, without any instructions or information, how could they become a stranger out of thin air? When Sha was about to start looking for something in the house, he heard the ringtone of his cell phone in the bedroom.

It's not a ringtone, is this person old-fashioned or monotonous? He doesn't look very old. He found the phone at the head of the bed following the ringtone of the phone. The antique mobile phone with a flip cover can only make phone calls and send text messages. Are there still young people who use this kind of mobile phone now? Fortunately, it's a color screen, but the detective is really a weird profession, and he will train all kinds of weird people.

Sha complained like this, didn’t it increase his workload by acting like this? Turning on his phone, the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. Then he laughed, and it was a unfamiliar number to him.

"Hey." The brake connected the incoming call.

"Matsuda! Why haven't you come to report it yet! Today is the first day you were transferred to the Crime Team of the Search Section. Why are you late??" The person on the opposite side shouted.

Bra took the phone away from his ear, then used his left little finger to clean his ear, and said indifferently: "Is that right? I'll go out soon and will arrive soon." After that, he quickly hung up the phone. It seemed that he had met a bad-tempered boss. But it was not bad, and he was very lucky that the guy was transferred to a new place so that he didn't have to be afraid of meeting an acquaintance.

I changed my clothes quickly and saw the sunglasses on the bedside table, and put them on without hesitation, using him to cover my eyes. The eyes are the windows of my soul. If I meet a familiar person, the eyes are the most likely to expose my identity.

When I walked to the entrance and looked at the leather shoes in the shoe cabinet, I frowned again. It seemed that the unlucky guy had not been dead for long, just these two days. I was thinking about it while changing into my shoes.

It's not bad and suitable to step on the ground with leather shoes. Sha opened the police officer's certificate again, Matsuda Hashita. It seems that I have heard of this name, where is it?

When Sha arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, two hours had passed. Then he wandered in the Metropolitan Police Department for fifteen minutes before finding the location of the search department, and at the same time he found his future boss.

Facing this future boss, Sha felt familiar, but he didn't care much about anything. After that, he kept lowering his head and listening to his scolding.

"Okay, come in with me now." After hearing the police department say this, Sha Tsai curled his lips and followed in.

When the police officers from the search department were surrounded, Sha still stood behind the police station indifferently, not knowing where the spirit had been swimming.

"Everyone, let me introduce it. This person is Matsuda Shigehei, who was transferred to the Sergeant Crime Team of the First Division from today. He has been serving the mobile team of the Security Department until last year." The police department said this and laughed: "It's a change in career now. Please take care of it in the future." Speaking of this, I waited for Sha to say a few words. But I can't wait on the left or the right. When the police department looked back, Sha was almost asleep and was furious.

"Matsuda! Matsuda!"

Sha was awakened and looked at the police department in confusion and said, "Is it over? So where should I work?" When I was completely awake, I found that the people in the entire department went up to the police department and the police officers were looking at him with the same strange gaze. At the same time, he also felt the sense of repulsion towards the Martians.

But Sha yawned without caring, then waved his hand: "Police Department, how do I arrange it?"

The police department looked at his subordinates and fixed the target on the only woman among them: "Then, then Sato, please help him more."

"Hey? Me?" Sato looked around in surprise, and finally pointed at himself, unable to believe it.

The police department leaned over and said secretly: "Don't be so unhappy. He had some things before. If the superiors asked me to take special care of him, you......"

Before Mai finished speaking, Sha pushed the police station aside from behind, then approached Sato, as if she wanted to see the flower from her face, then pointed at Sato and said in that weird tone: "Mikako Sato?"

Sato glared back at Sha and said, "Is there any problem?"

"No, nothing." Sha clearly felt that the repulsion of the aliens around him had completely transformed into pure murderous aura, so he obediently withdrew his gaze and threw it on the marginalized police department, and said strangely: "Memu Thirteen?"|

"That's right, I haven't introduced it just now." said Meguro's police department.

Finally, he pointed at his nose: "Matsuda Geota?"

The Memu Police Department looked at Sha with pity: "Matsuda, do you need a rest? You can stop using it in the afternoon."

Having not accepted this fact, no, Matsuda was lying weakly on the desk, like a pool of mud. His cell phone was placed on the table, and an open text message was displayed on the screen, with only two short words "I'm sick".

Just now, Matsuda sent all the signal codes he knew in code, hoping to get a response and let him confirm that he was still living on the original earth. As a result, either the message could not be sent out or there was no response, and this "sick" was the only reply he received.

Now Matsuda knew clearly that he lived in a world where high IQ crimes were emerging one after another. He became a person who was about to live in people's memories forever.

"Matsuda, are you sure you have nothing to do?" Sato asked at Matsuda's table.

"I'm pretty sure." Matsuda replied weakly: "It's just that he hates cases and high IQ crimes."

"What!?" Sato said angrily after hearing this: "How can a policeman say such irresponsible words?"

"Isn't this good? If there is no case, it means that everyone abides by the law." Matsuda was still soft.

"It is our policeman's responsibility to arrest bad people," Sato said.

"Hehe, yes, it's because there are criminals in the world that there are police." Matsuda asked her first without waiting for Sato to say anything: "So, what do I need to do? I just saw the police officer talking to you."

"A robber case has occurred, we have to go to the scene to make a record," Sato said.

"You and me?" Matsuda leaned on the table and raised his head, looking at Sato: "Can I not go?"

"No." Sato said: "This is the first day you were transferred to a subject, how could you be so lazy?"

"That's it." Matsuda sat up, and said with a few chest expansion: "Then can you stop going tomorrow?"

"Don't say these irrelevant words, hurry up and set off to the scene." Sato couldn't wait to go out first.

"What a hurry? I can't catch up with the robber anyway." Matsuda stood up, put on his clothes, and then went to chase Sato.

When I arrived at the scene, I was in a park where the person who reported the case was the victim, a very simple robber case.

After Sato finished the transcript, he returned to the car and complained to Matsuda, who was in the co-pilot: "Shouldn't you go and look for witnesses?"

Matsuda yawned and said, "We can't find a murderer in this kind of case. We have to check it nearby to narrow the target. And don't our police department call ourselves a serious case team? The search department is responsible for murder cases."

"No matter how small a case is, it's a case." Sato said angrily: "How could you become a policeman with this attitude?"

Matsuda fell into silence after Sato said this. He looked at his strange face in the rearview mirror and waited for a long time before he gently said, "Who knows?"

Sato was about to say something, but when he saw Matsuda's expression, he finally didn't say it. He just thought about the words of the Meguro Police Department in his heart. Something happened to him before.
Chapter completed!