"Good morning, Mr. Uehara, it looks like you slept well last night. I was worried that you might not feel comfortable here."
Belmode walked out of the room almost at the same time as the man, with a smile on her face. Inside the ajar door, she could vaguely see the silk nightgown and underwear that she had changed into and hung casually on the back of the chair.
It’s just this hanging angle…
At least looking from the direction of Katsuki Uehara, if he were to change to a young eagle, he would probably be a little blushing at this moment.
"As a qualified police officer, you can't take your bed. But Miss Chris, your mental state is much better than I thought."
"What's supposed to come will always come, and it's mine that can't be avoided. It makes sense, doesn't it?"
Because she had to conduct an exclusive interview at home, Bellmode wore a light green tube top dress today, and her makeup was relatively simple and elegant——
The alluring aggression of the facial features is weakened, and the eyebrows are a little more feminine than usual. While talking and laughing, his eyes did not forget to carefully look at the room behind the man that was also not covered in time.
"I like this sentence, and now I begin to understand why you would be willing to announce your retirement at your peak."
Giving a thumbs up to praise the woman's mentality, Uehara Katsumi closed the door and walked downstairs first.
In the living room on the first floor, Miwako Sato, who had woken up an unknown amount of time earlier than the two of them, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, typing on a heavy laptop unique to this era with one hand, and looking at several major monitoring areas displayed on the screen;
Holding the toast in one hand, he spread a layer of custard sauce on himself, opened his mouth and took a bite.
After hearing the noise coming from the corridor on the second floor, she couldn't help but raise her head. Wherever she looked, her partner Katsumi Uehara and her target of protection, Chris Binyard, walked down the stairs talking and laughing.
"Good morning, Officer Sato."
"Good morning, Zuotou, do you want this for breakfast? Are the Megure Police Department stingy? At least give us more funds for activities."
Under Miwako Sato's strange gaze, Uehara Katsumi, who came to the living room after saying hello, took an unusual path, turned over and crossed the sofa directly, and then put his right hand into the toast bag——
He pinched two pieces together at random, put them into his mouth and chewed them while not forgetting to look down upon his immediate boss who allocated funds: "If we don't eat better, how can we have the strength to protect good people?"
After saying this, as if seeking approval, Uehara Katsumi sat up straight, turned to the woman who had just walked down the stairs and asked: "Are you right, Miss Chris?"
"Mr. Uehara is right, but... that toast seems to be just Officer Sato's breakfast."
Noticing the luxurious breakfast on the dining room table, Belmode sounded a little surprised: "Officer Sato, did you buy this when you went out?"
"It was sent here by our colleagues. Don't go out unless necessary during this period."
Miwako Sato, who put the toast in the bowl and wiped her lower lips, stood up and said, "Miss Chris, if you can't get used to it, you can tell me and I'll ask them to pay attention when delivering the meal at noon."
"I don't mind eating. I even ate box lunches on the set before."
Chris Binyard waved his hand and said that he didn't care about this: "However, the Japanese TV station will send someone to do an exclusive interview with me this morning. I'm afraid they will have to invite Officer Sato for lunch. Please take the trouble. When the time comes, I will pay their fees truthfully.”
Originally, according to her itinerary, she was going to the Japanese TV station, so lunch would naturally be taken care of by the TV station. But now the interview has to be moved because of her. This is her problem, and she will provide lunch for everyone regardless of circumstances.
In other words, this fits the character of Chris Binyard.
"I understand. In fact, our colleagues have already made reservations for lunch."
Recalling the list of the interview team sent by Nippon TV, Miwako Sato said sternly: "One more thing, Miss Chris. Because Kidd has an extremely good disguise ability, even if you are the only host during the interview, I I also hope you can allow me or one of Uehara to observe.
"Of course, we won't disturb you by appearing on camera."
"Okay, I'm fine."
Early in the morning, Bermod opened the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. He swayed the wine glass, turned around and said nonchalantly: "This is from the TV station -"
Before he finished speaking, the walkie-talkies hung by Uehara Katsumi and Sato Miwako on the coffee table in the living room rang at the same time:
"People from the Uehara Police Department, Sato Criminal Investigation, and Nippei TV Station are here, and we are conducting routine inspections."
"Remember to pinch your face. No matter how amazing Kidd's disguise is, it is just a fake face after all. Also, remember to give each of them an identity badge after the inspection."
Compared to Katsumi Uehara, who seemed to be taking a vacation, Sato Miwako was obviously much more professional.
Order after order was issued, and those who didn't know might have thought that she was the leader of this protection operation.
Belmod took a sip of the wine in his glass and cast a vague glance at the man sitting lazily on the sofa eating toast, his face still expressionless.
More than ten minutes later, several figures who were finally released to the gate of the villa after multiple rounds of police inspections rang the doorbell - several men carrying photography equipment, and a female host in a gray suit and skirt.
In the surveillance video, Katsumi Uehara, who saw the name tag on the chest of one of the female hosts, paused for a moment while tearing off the edge of toast with her right hand, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
"The room used for the interview is in the study on the first floor. Turn left down the corridor and into the third room. You can go in and set up first."
According to the rules, in order to ensure the safety of Chris Binyard, she did not need to go in during the interview setup. She could just stay in the most conspicuous place like the living room.
"Yes, I understand, Officer Sato." The woman with the name tag "Mizuna Reina" on her chest bowed respectfully to Miwako Sato who had given the order: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"You're welcome, the police and citizens need to cooperate."
Katsumi Uehara stuffed the slices of toast with salad dressing into his mouth in a few moments, took out a tissue and wiped his hands with a bright smile: "If you really feel sorry for yourself, just report more on the positive image of the police in the future."
"The Uehara Police Department is joking. The image of the police is very positive now."
Shui Wulian responded with ease, with a breathtaking smile on his face: "Your confidence when you faced the camera and promised the public that you would definitely arrest the criminals was fascinating. To be honest, I am also a fan of yours. .”
"It's an honor for me to have a famous host like Miss Mizumu as a fan."
"where."
Shui Wulian complimented: "Oh, by the way, where is the bathroom here? I have to put on my makeup before we officially start the interview."
Holding up the bag in her hand, this woman who had a vague reputation as a television hostess touched both sides of her cheeks: "When I first came in, I had to check to see if I was Kaitou Kidd, so I was pinched to make some makeup fall off. ”
"I'll take you there. I just have to put on my makeup after dinner."
Seeing that someone had arrived, Belmod put down the wine glass and breakfast in his hands, and looked at the two policemen in the living room.
"Of course, but before that I have to pinch you again, okay, Miss Mizuno?" Miwako Sato looked at her.
…………………………………………
"good."
Mitsubishi Bank, parking lot.
Rensaburo Shiratori, who was talking on the phone while walking, nodded, took out his car keys and opened the door: "I understand, I'm rushing over now to make sure. Don't worry, police department, I will pay attention to safety."
After hanging up the phone, Shiratori slowly exhaled and adjusted the position of the rearview mirror——
The next second, an arm suddenly shot out from the back seat of his car and covered his mouth and nose with lightning speed!
Rensaburo Shiratori, whose boy's hole suddenly shrank, tilted his head, subconsciously bent his knees, and narrowly avoided the surprise attack from behind!
His right hand dropped under the driver's seat, pushed aside the restrictions, and pushed the seat back with force!
