"Kenji?"
Just when Katsuki Uehara was still recalling the past of the medal in his hand, a voice suddenly came from not far in front of him. Seeing that her boyfriend was actually sitting in his seat, Miwako Sato walked forward, raised her hand and tapped the corner of his desk: "What happened to you? Were you scolded by Manager Kuroda?"
The man who came back to his senses wiped the surface of the medal with his thumb, looked up at his girlfriend whose eyes were full of curiosity, put a smile on his lips again, and leaned back tactically: "How is it possible? I am the ace of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the management officer praised me. It’s too late for me, why are you willing to scold me?”
"Really, but I don't think your expression just now seemed like you were being praised." Sato Miwako shrugged incredulously, and her eyes immediately fell on her boyfriend's workstation. This pile of things was somewhat conspicuous: "These yes?"
"The relic was handed over to the Kuroda administrator by the police."
The thoughtful Miwako Sato's eyelids suddenly twitched several times, and she lost all thoughts of teasing: "Katsuki."
"I have to say, it's really emotional."
Uehara Katsumi was not that sad, and slowly stuffed everything back into the brown paper bag: "This is why I don't like keeping pets, Miwako. I hate seeing things and thinking about people."
"...So, how are you going to deal with it?"
"Burn it, burn it and return it to them. It can be regarded as a friend." Katsuki Uehara re-folded the bag and threw it aside casually and said nonchalantly: "Just think of it as sending them both off for the last time."
Miwako Sato glanced at him meaningfully. Katsumi Uehara was somewhat uncomfortable with this look. He moved his neck awkwardly a few times, not looking at her, and changed the subject: "By the way, what are you guys doing?" Gone? Why aren’t everyone at their workstations during working hours?"
"What else can we do? Have a meeting."
Raising the notepad in her hand, Sato Miwako sighed sincerely: "The requirements from above require a strict crackdown on the evil forces. Even if we dig three feet into the ground, we have to dig out the roots of these people."
Uehara Katsumi, who escaped because he went to attend a press conference, was amused: "Is this meant to hurt performance?"
"Although I think the above most likely does not mean this, but I think you can understand it this way."
Miwako Sato, who returned to her workstation, threw her notepad on the table, tilted her head and looked at her boyfriend who was diagonally opposite her workstation: "Besides, you shouldn't be able to run away."
"If you can't run away, you can't run away. Anyway, the police will take care of the matter, so you can just make a living." Katsuki Uehara took a very open-minded view: "There is only a little salary, performance and bonus, so why compete with the police for work."
"Are you going to stop working and not contribute any more?"
"What do you mean? I'm very busy. As the Memu Police Department said before, I still have a lot of reports to write. Besides, I'm injured."
Uehara Katsuki raised his bandaged left hand, and the dangling bow was particularly eye-catching: "I am a wounded person now."
Miwako Sato couldn't hold it back when she saw her masterpiece. The corners of her mouth that had been tense immediately broke, and her smile couldn't stop rising: "Yes, yes, you are a wounded person. Then I will return this report to you, Mr. Wounded Person. I have to go out and work on the case.”
As she spoke, she pulled out a report she had written most of and flew it onto her boyfriend's desk.
"I am a wounded person. Do you know what wounded means?"
"Are you left-handed?"
"I can be." Katsuki Uehara looked sincere when asked.
Miwako Sato glanced at him with a smile. Just as she was about to ask, Shiratori, who came back with Takagi and others, had already crossed the line and said with ill intentions: "You want to learn from me Uehara, I am also a wounded person."
"...You go on your way."
Facing Rensaburo Shiratori, the VIP customer of the ward, Katsuki Uehara, who was unable to refute with words, could only roll his eyes: "I still have one very important thing to do, and I don't have time to imitate you."
"Uehara, why are you going?"
The honest and honest Takagi Wataru thought he was angry, but he never thought that the latter waved his hand without looking back and left a sentence that made him dumbfounded - "I will go and research something that can make Miwako fulfill my wish." method."
? ? ?
What the hell? ? ?
What does it mean to fulfill your wishes? ? ?
Shiratori and Takagi were both hit hard and turned their heads subconsciously. At the work station, Miwako Sato not only had no look of anger on her face, but also had a slight smile on her face: "It's just a bet."
"..."
"..."
pain!
It broke our hearts!
Shiratori Rensaburo and Takagi Wataru, who were both frustrated in the world, had no light in their eyes. They dragged their exhausted bodies back to their respective workstations like zombies, exuding unspeakable low pressure from all over their bodies.
Uehara Katsumi, who was humming a relaxing tune along the way, came to the archives——
"Hey Uehara, I'm a rare visitor. Or should we look at the files on the kidnapping case three years ago?"
"No, senior, the case three years ago has been concluded. I came here today to see [Chou Silang]'s case file."
The middle-aged policeman on duty in the archives room today was a little surprised: "[Chou Si Lang]? Are you sure? The prosecution period of that case has already passed three years."
"Yes, there are just a few points that I care about, so I want to take a look."
Uehara Katsumi didn't explain too much. He couldn't be allowed to say that he just wanted to know from this file who the police had interviewed back then.
Although he did not remember who the murderer in the Chou Silang case was, he knew that this person was someone who had been interviewed in the transcript, someone close to Masayoshi Sato, and had been abroad.
Knowing this information, it becomes very simple for Uehara to investigate the case of Chou Silang.
You only need to check the names that appear on the transcript list. Whoever has been abroad and has not come back yet or who has only recently returned from abroad can be added to the suspect list.
Being able to use the results to infer the criminal is so unreasonable.
"You two are really interesting. You are both reading files that the other party cares about."
"?"
Hearing this, Uehara Katsumi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Senior, what did you say?"
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"Three years ago, Oikawa Mari, who suddenly had a large amount of money, was involved in a kidnapping case involving many wealthy people. The kidnappers were a professional team of 23 people, each carrying firearms. They are all rich people.
"It's just a pity that in this kidnapping case, the negotiations broke down due to the operational errors of the police involved, resulting in a group of gangsters shooting and killing Mari Oikawa..."
Tokyo, in an apartment.
Pramya, who used her fiancé's criminal police channel and Kawahiko's real name to find out a related case, frowned slightly.
Because she did not dare to conduct a high-profile investigation, the information she had in hand was not detailed, and Oikawa Kunihiko's name did not even appear, but Uehara Katsumi's name did appear many times.
"Three years ago, wasn't that my junior year...?"
According to the age of the two people, Pramya stumbled forward, thinking deeply.
She discovered something very interesting -
After the kidnapping case ended, senior graduating seniors Katsumi Uehara and Kunihiko Oikawa both gave up their areas of expertise as Keio graduates and chose to become police officers.
ps: Yangjian!
What is the update of the underworld?
Tactical fallback~
(End of chapter)
