"Wow!!!!" Yuan Zhi'ai ran back instantly, and then bumped into Qiao Shuya who was still in the house and was about to come out, and seemed to be crying bitterly.
Qiao Shuya: "???"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Qiao Shuya's hand holding the happy water was shaking a little. Maybe Yuan Zhi, who loved to cry, wasn't so sad when he died.
"Master, there is a bad woman bullying me!" Yuan Zhiai said.
"What's wrong? Why did I bully you?" Qiao Shuya was still a little confused. He was just opening a soda and didn't really listen to what was going on in the hall.
Yuan Zhiai: "She said she is E..."
Qiao Shuya: "???"
Qiao Shuya: "!!!"
Qiao Shuya looked at it silently, and then thought of Yuan Zhi'ai's appearance when faced with this scene, and he almost laughed out loud.
But seeing Yuan Zhi crying so sadly, Qiao Shuya would hold back no matter how funny it was.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to be angry about. The little ones are cute." Qiao Shuya touched her head.
Then Yuan Zhiai kicked him on the knee, and then walked back to the bedroom with his hands on his legs, limping like an inflated puffer fish after landing on the beach.
Qiao Shuya came to the door and saw monitor Yoshida Tsumugi who looked embarrassed.
Oh, it turned out to be her.
Qiao Shuya finally understood why Yuan Ziaai turned into an angry puffer fish. Isn't it self-humiliating for her to compare with the squad leader?
At the same time, he also thought about why the squad leader came to find him.
"Sorry, monitor." Qiao Shuya apologized, and then welcomed the monitor to the sofa in the office.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I forgot to ask for my notebook this afternoon, so I'm here to disturb you now." Yoshida Tsumugi seemed very embarrassed.
"I'll get it quickly." Qiao Shuya left in a flash, then took the notebook over in a flash, and then thanked him, "Thank you, your information is very useful to me."
"Well, I didn't expect Qiao Shuya to be a fan of reasoning like me..." The monitor put his notebook into his shoulder bag and looked at Qiao Shuya's home office with some curiosity.
Now they are in the hall, which is an office desk and a living room style. They are now on the sofa where the guests are.
Going through a corridor to the back is the kitchen and living room. Qiao Shuya's room is next to the kitchen. Yuan Zhi'ai does not live on this floor, but on the third floor of the top floor.
These are the layouts that existed before Wei Ning. Qiao Shuya did not make too many changes and still retained the original appearance.
"Classmate Qiao Shuya's family really has a detective agency." She looked at the living room, which was almost the same as the detective agency she imagined.
"Well, it's not that... this has been abandoned for a long time..." Qiao Shuya still explained.
"Is that so? It's a pity. In fact, I think Qiao Shuya's classmate is working as a high school detective at the same time. This setting is also very good." She smiled.
High school student detective... It is said that the 4-chome Megure Police Department next door is going to open a detective agency. There is no need to have a detective agency so close. It sets up a conflict...
"By the way, Qiao Shuya, that... primary school student, is she really your daughter?" Yoshida Su suddenly thought of the situation that shocked him just now, and looked at Qiao Shuya, who was smiling at this time.
It would be okay if she didn’t know Qiao Shuya’s age, but she knew that Qiao Shuya was only 17, how could she have a daughter...
"Fake, just kidding. She is actually a child of my relatives who came here to study." Although Qiao Shuya lied, he did not lie on the other hand.
Xiao Ai was arranged by Uncle Li. Isn't Uncle Li his relative? Besides, coming here to study, isn’t it also studying under waterfalls and jeeps?
"That's it. By the way, Qiao Shuya, we can still discuss that case." The monitor's purpose seemed to be to come here to talk about the missing case.
"It's a bit too late today, monitor tomorrow." Qiao Shuya smiled.
In fact, it’s his own problem. He promised to return the notebook in the afternoon, but he was surrounded by the hot girls. He didn’t refuse directly. It seems that the subtle expression is not very useful to the carnivorous hot girls here. I’ll try it next time. Be rough.
"Well, that's fine. In fact, if Mr. Qiao is interested, we can go to the Qingshan campus to investigate together on the weekend." The monitor said.
"Let's talk about it later, I'll take you home." Qiao Shuya took out the keys to the jeep.
"No, I can take the tram..."
"We're all here." Qiao Shuya said, driving the squad leader home could be regarded as compensation for his behavior today.
…
The jeep's headlights slowly turned on and it drove out of the office's garage.
Yuan Zhi'ai on the third floor looked in that direction, pouting like a duck.
"Sex is more important than gangsters!" Yuan Zhi'ai made a face in the direction of the jeep.
But when she was about to play with her phone to see if there were any interesting urban legends in recent forums, she suddenly received a message from a stranger.
"Darling, isn't this cute?"
Then, there was a picture below the news. It was a Shibuya hot girl wearing only underwear and hot pants. She took a selfie from top to bottom. The unfathomable valley in front of her and her wheat-colored skin showed her charm. .
Yuan Zhiai: "???"
are you crazy! How could a stranger send me such a picture? Is there anything wrong with it? Or are you deliberately showing off your assets? Also, how did this hot girl know her cell phone number?
RNM, stranger!
She deleted it directly and blocked the unfamiliar number.
But after deleting it, Yuan Zhiai became angrier and angrier. She couldn't calm down even after taking a bath.
So angry! I'm so angry that I can't sleep!
She quickly took out her phone and searched for how to grow taller and...how to get bigger...
…
Yoshida Tsumugi's home is not very far from Wei Ning's office, only a few kilometers.
On the way, Qiao Shuya asked: "I have a doubt, why is the Watcher Association not involved in this matter?"
"Ah? Does this kind of thing require the participation of the Watchmen Association?" Yoshida Tsumugi's expression looked very surprised. It seemed that in her understanding, the Watchmen Association was like a United Nations peacekeeping force.
The fact that some people died in my own home should be the responsibility of the police and detectives. No matter what they do, they can't get it to the point where the United Nations peacekeeping troops are needed.
But Qiao Shuya frowned. He suddenly felt that the Watcher Association did not promote enough to ordinary people.
In fact, most of the work they do in daily life is of this type. Most of them are just the association's AI analyzing which events may be haunted by strange monsters, or the police station handing over cases suspected of strange monsters to them. Watchers The association will take action.
In this case, it is inevitable that many things will be missed.
The efficiency of task execution of the entire association is like that of a middleman. Only issues that cannot be solved by the Metropolitan Police Department are handed over to the association. But like this, the Metropolitan Police Department directly deceives the superiors and conceals the truth from the superiors, telling the superiors that the missing person committed suicide, and telling the inferiors that the missing person committed suicide. What kind of depression? This is what happens when a child has been giving up on himself before.
If he becomes the boss of the association, he will definitely recruit all the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and detectives, and let the Metropolitan Police Department and detectives specialize in investigating strange demons in a superior way, instead of like now.
"Qiao Shuya, I think some conspiracy theories seem to make sense. After all, this case ended too hastily and there are too many inconsistencies. It's hard not to think that someone sent money to the Metropolitan Police Department. ." Yoshida Tsumugi said.
"Then who do you think suppressed this enthusiasm?" Qiao Shuya asked while driving.
"The most likely ones are the people on the school board. They may have asked the Metropolitan Police Department to suppress this matter for the sake of the school's reputation. Secondly, it may be the Meguro District government and the Metropolitan Police Department itself." Yoshida Tsui analyzed.
"I understand. If I have time, I will go over there to see the situation."
"Well, let's go together if we have time this weekend." The monitor seemed to have misunderstood.
After sending her home, Qiao Shuya drove to the office. On the way, he always felt that something was wrong.
Wait, how does the squad leader know the location of his home?
Qiao Shuya's face was filled with questions.
It seems that he has never exposed other information about himself in the school, whether it is a part-time job as a watcher or his home address.
This squad leader... seems to have something...
It would be a shame not to be a detective.
When Yoshida Tsumugi returned to her home, she looked at her phone. When she opened the lock screen, she found a photo of Qiao Shuya on the desktop.
In the photo, Qiao Shuya is facing away from the end, with the fist in his hand blazing. The background is the neon lights of the Tokyo metropolis at night. Behind him, you can see the members of the association's logistics department and the police who are finishing up. The windbreaker is wearing it at this night. In Tokyo, hunting sounds are heard.
She opened her safe, which was saved in a photo album. Each one was full of Qiao Shuya's photos, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. There were hundreds of them. Now, she took off the clothes on her clothes. A button, but what is photographed here is Qiao Shuya in his daily state.
Not the usual windbreaker, but the family shorts and short-sleeved attire that he wears when visiting guests today, which is far different from what he looks like when he works as a watchman.
"Thank you, the watchman who once saved me..." She copied the photo in the button onto the computer.
But it seemed that Qiao Shuya had no idea who he had saved.
He didn't know how many strange demons he had killed during his more than 800 levels of passivity, and he didn't know how many people he had indirectly saved. As for who he had saved specifically, he had forgotten, and he didn't need to know.
This is just his job.
Just like ordinary people don't remember how many slices of bread they have eaten in their lives.
The association will pay subsidies and remuneration, and it won't cost him a penny anyway. He has nothing to do with saving those people who are suffering from strange demon disasters.
"Come on, Yoshida Tsumugi." The squad leader took off his glasses, looked at himself in the mirror, and secretly cheered himself up.
"Work hard to become Mrs. Bridge, and finally run that agency with the person you like, and become the most famous detective agency in Tokyo and District 11!"
(End of chapter)
