"What do you mean you can't say it? Is there anything you can't say? Could it be that you two... hmm?"
Directly across the street from the Metropolitan Police Department gate is Sakata Cafe.
Miwako Sato, who was sitting by the window, slowly put down her steaming coffee cup, her delicate brows filled with helplessness: "Yumi, isn't your imagination too rich?"
"No, what do you mean my imagination is too rich? Miwako, this is your problem now, okay? Come on, take a closer look at this photo and see who is sitting on the back seat of Uehara Criminal's bicycle with a smile like a flower? I'm so happy that I can see your wisdom teeth."
Directly opposite Miwako Sato, Yumi Miyamoto, a police officer affiliated with the Traffic Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, flicked her long hair, took out her mobile phone from her police uniform, and deliberately placed the photo that had gone viral this morning in front of her best friend. In front of him, he said with full energy.
"My car was stuck in a traffic jam at Mihua Central Hospital this morning, and then I parked my car inside the hospital and took Hara's bicycle to work. What's the problem?" Miwako Sato licked her moist red lips and felt that the coffee was still a bit bitter. Tear open a strip of white sugar, pour all the sugar into the coffee cup, hold the corner of the spoon with one hand and stir gently.
Miyamoto Yumi, whose eyes were full of joking, nodded clearly: "So, you just happened to be stuck in a traffic jam, and you happened to be blocked at the entrance of Mihua Central Hospital, and even more happened to meet Uehara Criminal, who was riding a bicycle to the hospital... In the end, You two just hit it off and share a bike?”
"Although I don't quite agree with your wording and your tone isn't very friendly, that's basically what happened." He held his chin in one hand and stared at the crowded streets and his own reflection in the glass outside the window. Miwako Sato put down the spoon, lowered her head and took a careful sip——
Well, the sweetness is just right.
"So, after get off work today, you have to get in Yuan Criminal's car and go to the hospital parking lot to drive away?"
Sato Miwako's eyelids were lowered, holding the coffee cup with both hands, and gently pouting on the surface of the steaming cup, blowing ripples in circles: "If nothing else, it should be."
"A dead duck has a tough mouth."
Miyamoto Yumi, who picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, sneered, which immediately attracted Sato Miwako's speechless gaze: "Yumi, why do I feel that you seem to be on the same side as my mother on the issue of Uehara? Are you? My bestie is not my mother’s bestie.”
"I would like to get along with auntie, but it's a pity that I don't have good mahjong skills and I'm not qualified." After putting down the coffee cup, Miyamoto Yumi sat on the sofa and stretched her waist. She twisted her neck and hummed comfortably: "But... Miwako, are you really not going to think about it?"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about me for now. What about you, Yumi?"
Sato Miwako waved her hand and began to respond: "Have you ever met a boy who is attracted to you? Is anyone chasing you?"
"Me? Just like you, still the same."
Miyamoto Yumi carefully recalled the internal fraternity and alumni gatherings of the Metropolitan Police Department that she had participated in and organized recently. It seemed that no boys came up to invite her out on a date: "But sometimes I really envy you, Miwako. If there is one If a boy openly says that he wants to chase me like Uehara Criminal did to you, then I will definitely fall."
"His mouth is so open that if you can believe a word, it's a compliment." Seeing that she couldn't overcome this obstacle, Miwako Sato also gave up changing the topic and rolled her eyes: "You don't understand him."
"Yes, yes, our Criminal Sato is really sharp-eyed and knows every detail. No scumbag can escape your notice."
Miyamoto Yumi, who was teasing her bestie in different ways, had smiles in her eyes. She turned to look out the window, and saw a bunch of people in police uniforms pouring out of the Metropolitan Police Department. In front of this group of people was a figure who was jumping up and down, nimbly dodging the attacks of flying objects: "Wait a minute Miwako, do you think that is who?"
"Huh? Who?"
Confused, Miwako Sato looked in the direction pointed by her best friend, and Katsuki Uehara, wearing a navy blue suit, came into view, but he looked quite embarrassed——
Ben's hair, which was tied into a small ponytail, was messily spread downwards at the moment, and the matching suit on his body clearly showed the wrinkles after being ravaged;
Perhaps because of being chased, there was already a flush on his handsome cheeks, as expected after intense exercise;
The most important thing is that there is a broken bandage on his left hand, fluttering in the wind.
Uehara? !
"What are they doing? Are they crazy? Uehara's left hand is injured. The bone was broken last night!"
Miwako Sato, who noticed the man's left hand, slapped the table and was about to stand up to save the man, but was held back by Yumi Miyamoto, who had quick eyesight and quick hands——
"Yumi?"
"Wait a minute Miwako, what kind of bone fracture did you just say? What kind of bone fracture?"
Miyamoto Yumi pointed out the window with her right hand, and Katsumi Uehara, who picked up a slightly thick branch with her left hand on the roadside and played with it to great effect, immediately caught the eye of Sato Miwako.
"..."
"You still want to arrest me to grind a stick to extract a confession, bah! You really think I'm a sick cat if the tiger doesn't show off its power. Come on! Now we're on my home court. No one of you can even think about running away today. I'm going to defeat the entire police force alone." Auditorium!" Uehara Katsumi, who held the weapon, tried to calm his breathing, and his menacing appearance frightened the dozen or so members of Sato Miwako's defense line who were chasing him.
The cold wind passing through the streets of Tokyo made Uehara Katsumi's back feel cold, and the sound of the hunting wind made his sleeves and trouser legs sing in unison, and his words spoke loudly.
Perhaps the momentum of the tiger's body had an effect. A dozen policemen immediately looked at each other, then whistled and walked back arm-in-arm, as if nothing had happened.
Katsumi Uehara, who had taken up his stance, stood there vigilantly for a long time, and then he felt relieved when he realized that the group of people seemed to have been really scared away by him. He casually broke off the branch and flew it into the trash can not far away. When he turned around and left, he took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket with his left hand: "Hey, a bunch of ragtag people didn't even look at me -"
Diagonally across the road, under the traffic light, Sato Miwako, wearing a brown women's suit, was crossing her arms across her chest, staring at him closely.
"...Hey, brothers, wait for me, I just suddenly remembered that I haven't had enough lunch yet, let's go together. I know a particularly delicious bullfrog restaurant, it's newly opened..."
Seeing this, Katsumi Uehara, who pretended not to see it, cursed a group of bastards in his heart, and caught up with the large army with a smile, seamlessly integrating into this warm and harmonious police family.
We are all police officers, and the police officers are all members of the same family.
The bleak cold wind blew through the streets, chilling people's hearts.
……………………………………………
"Ah sneeze!"
An hour later, the sneezing Katsuki Uehara leaned against the window with a cup of hot tea in his hand, silently looking at the blue skyline outside the window.
The wind in Tokyo is really annoying sometimes.
"You deserve it, pretending to be sick and pretending to be really sick." Miwako Sato, who was passing by with a pile of documents in her arms, saw the man's appearance. She reached into her pocket with her right hand and threw the cold medicine in front of him: "I still have some leftovers from the last time I caught a cold. A little, you can soak it in hot water and drink it, your headache should be better."
"Actually, I usually don't catch a cold. It's probably because it was too cold today. I sweated too much after running for too long and didn't pay attention to keeping warm." Katsuki Uehara blinked and tried to save himself: "Also Regarding the bone fracture, I think the doctor may have misdiagnosed it, and I will go back and complain to him later.”
"Oh? Misdiagnosis?"
Sato Miwako, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped when she heard this, turned around again, and stared at him with a half-smile: "I happen to have to go to the hospital to pick up the car after get off work, why don't I go with you to file a complaint? It's just the right time. Can be used as a witness."
"It's not impossible. The main reason is that I'm afraid of affecting your work, so I won't--"
"It's just a small amount of work. It's not a big deal. I can solve it in two hours."
"…………"
"Then it's settled. I'll accompany you to file a complaint after get off work. The success rate will be higher."
Miwako Sato, who was smiling, raised her eyebrows at the man. Katsumi Uehara turned her head with a guilty conscience, looked out the window, and whispered "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh]"
boom! ! ! !
Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion sounded from the blue skyline——
The noisy waves carried forward by the bleak winter wind, causing the hot water in Katsumi Uehara's cup to tremble three times!
"?"
Sato Miwako and Uehara Katsumi, who were very close, looked at each other, and their eyes instantly became solemn.
"What are you talking about, Maori?! Someone is carrying a bomb on the Shinkansen?!!!"
Not long after, a penetrating roar came from Mu Mu Shisan's office.
