Hokkaido Police Headquarters, inside an office.
"Find a suitable person; if we really can't catch the culprit, pin the crime on him to close the case."
Reclining lazily at his desk, one hand resting on the surface, the other holding a coffee cup, and with his legs crossed, Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke to Nakamura Shinichi.
The persona he'd crafted gave him the strength and confidence to turn white into black, to declare someone a murderer and solidify the evidence, leaving no one to question him, let alone dare to.
"Yes, sir!" replied Nakamura Shinichi with a bow.
Aoyama Xiu Xin took a sip of his coffee and, setting it down, asked, "Has the victim's identity been confirmed?"
"Not yet, we're working on it urgently. I expect it to be sorted out within the next day or two," Nakamura Shinichi answered.
"And the surveillance?"
"Nothing yet; it's a massive workload," said Nakamura Shinichi, his back bending further.
