"What did you say? I have to go to the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office?"
"Ah, but it's not a big problem. I just want to confirm your identity. Just tell the truth."
"Confirm my identity? What do you mean?"
"The drug dealers will definitely catch you disguised as a woman on the island to hide your identity. For safety reasons, the prosecutor needs to confirm what happened one-on-one with you."
At midnight in Tokyo, the starry sky is mesmerizingly beautiful.
Katsuki Uehara, who was leaning against the railing of the balcony of his rented apartment, shook the martini in his glass and smiled very lazily under the bright moonlight: "The reason why I disguised myself and sneaked into the island in order to investigate the truth about my father's death is perfectly justified. Don't worry. , come true.”
"..."
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone——
"I understand. Thanks, Uehara."
After a long time, Aso's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone. The man who turned around and put the wine glass on the balcony casual table made a gesture, and then whistled like a normal person: "You're welcome, hang up. Remember to come to the Metropolitan Police Department to find me at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Shouldn't it be you who came to the hospital to find me? Your officer Sato's car is still parked in my parking space. Don't you want it anymore?"
"Sato has been working overtime for the past two days. When he got off work in the evening, the security guard at the hospital was probably asleep in the security booth, and he even picked up a car. I will occupy your parking space for two more days."
"...You're fucking using my parking space to pick up girls, where can I park my car?!"
"Stop talking nonsense, this is called police-citizen cooperation."
"???"
"I will apply to the Megu Police Department for a Good Citizen Award banner for you. If the application is not approved, I will pay for it myself and print one for you. That's it, hang up."
"Uehara you——"
Abeido Town, Asai House.
In the entrance hall, Aso Minoru, who had obviously just returned from the evening shift, stared blankly at the interface that showed the end of the call, and his full output was instantly useless.
"This bastard..."
Looking at the name noted on the communication interface, Aso Minoru's complaints turned into laughter and curses, and he casually threw the key on the entrance cabinet, making a "click" sound.
He turned the corner of the entrance hall and turned on the light in the living room.
The three photo frames placed in a conspicuous position next to the TV cabinet made Aso pursed his lips, walked forward a few steps, and leaned over to pick them up.
Father, mother, sister.
Touching the mirror of the photo frame with his hand, childhood memories suddenly came to mind, and the corners of Aso's serious mouth pursed unconsciously.
"To investigate the truth behind my father's death..."
At this point, it no longer matters whether Uehara Katsumi has found out some clues or is just pretending to be dumbfounded. The important thing is that he used another method to take revenge——
No need for blood-stained revenge on your hands.
He can still live in the sunshine and move towards a bright future step by step.
Taking a deep breath, putting aside all the thoughts in his mind, Aso Minoru put down the photo and was about to take a shower, when he suddenly heard slight footsteps coming from the entrance -
"Brother, shush, parents are not here, right?"
The young man, who was in high spirits, held a box of chocolates with exquisite packaging tape in his hand. He poked his head out of the entrance and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person in the living room was his brother.
"What are you doing? Did you steal something and sneak it into the house?" Aso Minoru looked at him and smiled.
"Don't mention it. I secretly took some of my dad's hidden private money to buy this today. I'm not afraid of being discovered."
The young man raised the gorgeously packaged chocolate box in his hand and said happily: "Brother, you are young and promising when you come back from Moon Shadow Island and directly join the Miwa Central Hospital. Are there any beautiful female doctors and nurses who will invite you to go out tomorrow? I received invitations from three girls, three."
"Going out to play tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, isn't it? Are you working so hard that you have forgotten such a big thing?"
Perhaps the young man was too startled, and his attention was all on his brother. He was unaware that a figure slowly walked out of the entrance behind him——
Because of the angle, Aso was reluctant to say anything, but what finally led to this was...
"I let you stinky boy steal my money! I let you stinky boy steal my money!"
Mr. Asai, who is already in his fifties this year, jumped up and kicked his own son on the butt!
"Dad?! What are you—Mom! Where are you! Dad wants to beat me! He wants to beat me for hiding his private money!"
"Your mother is working overtime tonight, no one can save you, you brat, stop and don't run away!"
"Brother! Save me!"
"It's such a pity. I have to go back to the room to take a shower. I'm too tired from work." Seeing the heartwarming scene of the young and old playing in front of him, Aso couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist, waved his hands and walked up On the second floor.
Behind the scenes is the domestic drama of old and young men chasing each other. Upstairs is a corridor that is always bright for himself. The more he walks, the happier Aso becomes. He even feels that the wail of his younger brother being beaten is particularly pleasant and pleasant.
"Thanks, Katsuki."
The murmur that no one else can hear floats quietly into the distance with the cold wind of winter night.
Mihua Town, Sato House.
Miwako Sato, who had just finished taking a shower, wrapped her hair and walked out of the bathroom. She looked around the bathroom for a long time but could not see the hair dryer. She felt a little strange: "Mom, do you know where the hair dryer is? Mom?"
"It's in the living room, come and get it."
"Living room? What are you doing in the living room-"
Untying the dry towel and rubbing her wet hair, Sato Miwako, who had just stepped into the living room, saw her mother sitting solemnly on the side of the coffee table with four hair dryers in front of her. Her confused words suddenly stopped and she had already stepped forward. The right foot that came out hesitated for a moment and then retracted it.
"Stop, come over and sit down." The woman who took out the kimono styled by the Sato family said calmly.
"Uh, no need, Mom, I suddenly remembered that my hair is short and it can dry naturally quickly without a hair dryer."
"Don't worry, mom won't force you to go out on a blind date. I've already lost that thick stack of blind dates."
Hearing this, Miwako Sato blinked and seemed a little unbelievable: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. Come and sit down. Mom has something to ask you."
Seeing that the tone of her mother's posture did not seem to be false, Sato Miwako felt relieved and walked to the opposite side of her mother, sitting on the floor without any image -
The corner of the bathrobe slid down as the thighs arched. Against the backdrop of the slender and powerful calves, the white and flexible toes tapped the futon rhythmically.
"What's the matter, Mom?"
"I saw that it was Police Officer Uehara who sent you home tonight. Did he catch up with you? Is he going to spend his first Valentine's Day with you?" Sato's mother, who was very serious one second, revealed her true colors the next. , slapped the table, and approached his daughter with excitement and asked.
"..."
Sato Miwako, who reached out to pick a few grapes from the coffee table and stuffed them into her mouth, couldn't help but rolled her eyes: I knew it.
"I was stuck in traffic when I went out in the morning and stopped at Mihua Central Hospital. I worked overtime at night and was late. After the hospital got off work, I had to take his car back."
Pushing away her mother who was too close, Sato Miwako responded feebly with a drooped face: "I will take time to go to the hospital at noon tomorrow and drive the car back. As for Valentine's Day, my case has not been solved yet."
"What? Miwako, you can't do this. You are already 28 years old, and you are turning 30 in the blink of an eye. It is not easy to have someone like Uehara-kun——"
"Ah, that's it, Mom, I'm going back to my room."
"Oh no, why don't you kid listen to anything? You will suffer the consequences if you don't listen to the old man. When Mom was your age, you started going to kindergarten..."
Sato's house, which had been lonely all day, became lively again. The mother and daughter chased each other away from the coldness of the night, bringing the house into the warm spring.
"Really..."
After struggling to return to her room, Miwa Sato closed the door and was completely cut off from the noise.
With her wet hair still dripping, she rubbed her hair with a dry towel. Sato Miwako walked to the window edge on pink fur and looked up at the crescent moon in the starry sky.
"Is it the eve of Valentine's Day..."
At this point, Uehara Katsumi is probably busy in some bar at the moment, preparing for the Valentine's Day that he is rumored to never miss.
"Ah sneeze!"
His body shivered with cold, and the man who sneezed suddenly woke up from his sleep. Rubbing his nose and taking a tissue to wipe his nose, Katsumi Uehara looked around sleepily.
The almost bottomless martini was placed on the casual coffee table. The blanket used to keep out the cold fell under the recliner at some point. Lying on the ground with the recliner to blow the air, there was also a mobile phone with a bright screen——
The Snake game that broke his personal record has not yet exited. The interface announcing the game failure after biting his own tail is particularly clear under the moonlight.
"Are you asleep..." Uehara Katsuki bared his teeth as he rubbed his temples. He bent down to pick up the blanket and mobile phone and slowly stood up. His eyes subconsciously glanced at the balcony not far away from him, which was also occupied by people -
There are children crying for mother, and men and women in love kissing romantically under the moonlight;
A man who had just returned home from overtime was telling anecdotes to his wife on the balcony. The couple clinked glasses on the balcony and toasted to life.
Without exception, they all had their lights on.
Rubbing his eyes, Katsuki Uehara, who was wearing a blanket, yawned, turned around and pushed open the glass door of the balcony, and his hand subconsciously fell on the light switch on the wall——
"Forget it, save some electricity, the electricity bill is not cheap..."
After returning to the bedroom and touching the remote control of the air conditioner, Uehara Katsumi turned on the heater and fell down on the soft pillow, falling into an unfinished dream.
The next day, Katsumi Uehara woke up from the heat.
"Damn! Was I a fool to drink martinis last night? I turned the temperature up so high!"
……………………………………………………
"So, this is why you didn't have time to dry your hair so early in the morning?"
In front of Sato's house, in the sexy pink EVO, Miwako Sato got into the passenger seat and looked at the artist Katsumi Uehara, whose hair was obviously full of messy beauty. She grinned, and then quickly suppressed the smile.
"I'm here to pick you up. If you are late if I don't pick you up, you will be late." Uehara Katsumi rolled his eyes at the woman angrily, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the vehicle away slowly under the watchful eyes of Sato's mother.
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. My mother specially prepared breakfast for you and put it here for you."
"Breakfast alone isn't enough. You have to add dinner or midnight snack anyway."
"I don't even know when to have dinner, let's do it next time." Miwako Sato started to sigh at this point and turned to look out the window: "The main criminal in the bomb case relented. He admitted that he sold some of the bombs he had. But he didn’t know the true identity of the buyer.”
"Businesses are communicated over the phone?" Uehara Katsumi asked as he turned the steering wheel and looked around.
"yes."
"What about bank accounts, mobile phone numbers, etc.?"
"I have entrusted colleagues to check, but the results may not be available so soon."
"Looks like you're going to be busier than me today."
Seeing that there was a traffic jam ahead, Uehara Katsumi decided to change the route and said with a smile on his face: "This Valentine's Day is in vain."
"What about you? What are your plans?"
"How about spending time with a group of drug dealers in the prosecutor's office? Is it romantic?"
Hearing this, Sato Miwako raised her eyebrows and said noncommittally: "It sounds good, at least it's much better than the ones like me who followed me and dropped bombs."
"That's far from it. Those bastards can blow my head off if they have a gun in their hands. Their attitude towards me is so enthusiastic."
Uehara Katsumi turned the steering wheel quickly and then took a detour and went straight. He whistled. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing under the three-story building marked "Moori Detective Agency" on the left front - —
"Um?"
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Mori Detective Agency in Yoneka Town, second floor.
Even though he had eaten breakfast, Mouri Kogoro, who had obviously not yet fully awakened from his sleep, opened the door impatiently after hearing the doorbell. His expression changed immediately when he saw a well-dressed lady in front of the door.
"Excuse me, is this the Mori Detective Agency...?"
The woman who was not very sure took a step back slightly, her expression obviously doubtful.
"Of course, I am not talented. It is the owner of this office - Detective Mouri Kogoro." Moori Kogoro, who quickly completed the clothing management in just one minute, performed in front of the female clients who came to the door. The "dress-up magic" of turning a living person into a living person stunned the eyes of the visitors.
"H-Hello, my name is Miyazawa Yuka. I'm here to ask for your help in investigating the real cause of my husband's death and overturning the police's argument that he died accidentally."
The woman who recovered from her daze handed over her business card to Kogoro Mori, and at the latter's invitation, she slowly walked into the living room and sat down.
"Hey... I'd like to take the liberty of asking Mrs. Miyazawa, who is your husband?"
"Xin, Miyazawa Nobu. He was in a car accident a month ago. He was sent to the hospital and died after resuscitation failed. The name of the surgeon at the time was Natsuki Kawazuya."
A plump young woman named Miyazawa Yuka revealed the information she knew: "I suspect that he was assassinated by the heir of the Takasugi Consortium because he has some terrible secrets."
"The heir to the Takasugi Consortium? The one who was getting married in the news recently?" Mouri Kogoro was stunned.
"Yes, that's right, it's him, Toshihiko Takasugi, the rich second generation who wants to marry the daughter of the manager of the First Investigation Division."
