"Asai... Miss Honesty, right? My name is Sato Miwako."
Miwako Sato, who walked forward, stretched out her hand to Aso Minoru in a friendly manner, introduced herself with a smile: "Thank you for assisting the police."
"If I want to thank you, it should actually be me."
Aso Minoru, who was gradually coming out of the heavy gunfire and bullets just now, raised his head slightly, looked at the Tokyo policewoman in front of him who was taller than him, and shook hands to thank him.
Wearing a light brown lady's suit, she is about 1.7 meters tall and has short, slicked-back hair that looks a little more capable. Although her facial features are delicate under light makeup, there is a rare dash of heroism between her brows.
"I'll have someone take you to the hospital for a checkup to see if you're injured."
"No need to go to such trouble, Officer Sato. It's just a little skin injury. I'm a doctor at Moon Shadow Island Clinic and can handle it."
Aso Minoru glanced at her friend and politely declined Sato Miwako's kindness.
He is a man to begin with, and if he goes to the hospital for a full-body checkup, he will have to reveal all his secrets. Although he said that his revenge was now avenged, he was still embarrassed to reveal his secret of disguising himself as a woman in front of such people.
Miwako Sato, who noticed the eye contact between Katsumi Uehara and Minoru Aso, raised her eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but murmur a little in her heart.
Although she couldn't explain it, she didn't know why, but she always felt like something was strange.
"Is that so, I understand, then the subsequent transcript will be——"
"Forget the notes for now. We haven't finished arresting the leader of this drug cartel yet. It's not too late to arrest the remaining one before we can talk about this."
Seeing that Miwako Sato was about to start business, Katsuki Uehara quickly interrupted: "Otherwise, that person will most likely slip through the net."
"Is there anyone else?"
Hearing this, Miwako Sato frowned and glanced subconsciously at Hideo Kawashima and Tatsuji Kuroiwa, who were being handcuffed and carried away by the police: "Isn't that the only thing you said in your reply to my email? Two? Why didn’t you say the third one?”
"Well, it's probably because there's something wrong with that person." Uehara Katsuki pointed to his head, his brows raised with a trace of undisguised mockery.
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"To put it in layman's terms, that guy did too many bad things and started to become superstitious about gods and ghosts. And it just so happened that after the former village chief of Moon Shadow Island died of cardiac paralysis, the piano used by Keiji Aso was lost to those who respected him. Played the song "Moonlight"..."
Katsumi Hara did not explain the rest of the matter too carefully, but Miwako Sato had already guessed his unspoken follow-up.
Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.
The simplest truth.
Aso, who had expected his name to appear in Uehara Katsuki's mouth, didn't hear it for a long time. She turned to look at him in surprise, just as he made a vague "ok" gesture towards her.
Who respects Keiji Aso the most...
Secretly chewing the nickname from his friend's mouth, Aso Minoru lowered his head and glanced at his arm that had just been scratched by glass fragments, and the smile on his brows became more and more exuberant.
Ahead, Katsuki Uehara, who is 1.81 meters tall, caught up with Miwako Sato in two steps and walked side by side with her.
"Uehara, what's the name of the third person in the drug gang?"
"Ken Nishimoto, a neurasthenic patient with a spiky head, quit the drug business two years ago because of his condition."
During the conversation, Sato Miwako couldn't help but feel emotional after learning the whole story of the drug smuggling case that took place on this island.
Human heart.
"By the way, Uehara, how did you deceive the old policeman on Moon Shadow Island? When I arrested him, he obviously thought you trusted him."
"I didn't lie to him. Everything I said to him was true. Otherwise, how could he believe me so much. And Miwako, you know me. I never lie."
Miwako Sato, who was still listening carefully at the front, couldn't help but roll her eyes at the end.
here we go again.
"Call me Sato, or senpai. I'm three years older than you."
"I don't mind if you're a female junior and hold a gold brick."
"...Uehara, has anyone ever told you that you are really thick-skinned?" Sato Miwako helplessly held her forehead and sighed, completely giving up on correcting the junior's behavior that was like a knives.
The reason why she took Katsumi Uehara under her wing for three months and then called it a day was that, in addition to his fast learning ability, his shameless ruffian style was also something that she found difficult to adapt to.
Forget about laughing and joking normally, I also laugh and laugh at work. Although Sato Miwako didn't say she had told anyone about this latter point, her serious character determined that she was actually a little disgusted with it.
The most important thing is that Katsuki Uehara only stayed in the Metropolitan Police Department for a year in total. In the first few months, I was somewhat restrained, but in the next few months, it was clear that "Senior, I want to chase you" was written on his face.
Even if she repeatedly and clearly refuses office romance, saying that she does not want to fall in love with anyone, and has decided to dedicate her time to protecting the citizens of Tokyo, it will not help.
"Yes, every girl said that when I was in school."
"So you're showing me off a lot about your ex-girlfriend?"
"Let me state in advance that they took the initiative to pursue me."
Katsuki Uehara shrugged and admitted generously: "Speaking of which, Miwako, you are so beautiful, there must be a lot of people chasing you."
"Is there any?" Miwako Sato frowned after hearing this, and thought about it carefully for a while: "No."
Looking through the historical memories in my mind, it seemed that Katsuki Uehara was the only one who really stated that he wanted to pursue her.
This was the first time in Miwako Sato's life that she met someone like Uehara Katsumi who didn't care about the face of failure. She even once doubted whether the "student" she had brought up enjoyed chasing girls.
In other words, he is just enjoying the confrontation with women of the right age.
According to the sexual interrogation of his best friend Yumi Miyamoto, Uehara Katsumi was not idle even when he was undergoing training at the police academy.
The most troublesome thing is that Katsumi Uehara never hides his past, personality, and hobbies. To a certain extent, he is surprisingly candid.
"In that case, why not consider me?" Katsuki Uehara took advantage of every opportunity to make a fool of himself.
"..."
Sato Miwako, who had long been accustomed to being raped back, stopped, turned her head and stared at the playful former student, took out a pair of handcuffs from her right hand and said, "You haven't been thrown over the shoulder in a long time. Really? Or do you want to be cuffed in by me?"
"I choose 2."
Katsuki Uehara immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but the smile on his lips never faded: "But I think it's a bit risky to handcuff him, why don't you set a safe word first?
"What about apples? Or pineapple."
"Not very good, your taste needs to be improved." Miwako Sato rolled her eyes, turned the handcuffs and walked towards Nishimoto Ken's residence.
