"Introducing my fiancée, Christina Lissar."
After seeing his fiancée in her wedding dress, the kind-hearted Tsutomu Muraka immediately stood up and acted as a go-between. He walked to the woman's side, raised his hand and introduced: "Chris, this is the policeman I mentioned to you before. Detective detective, Katsumi Uehara."
"Hello, Officer Uehara."
After a brief period of confusion, the blonde, who suppressed her surprise, raised her hand to smooth the bangs on her forehead that were specially left to frame her face, and revealed a decent smile.
"First meeting, Miss Lisal." After shaking hands, Katsuki Uehara retracted the thoughts he was still thinking about, and stared at Pramya with his deep eyes, which shocked Pramya.
She didn't know why, but she always had the illusion that this man seemed to know her.
But this is impossible.
Putting aside the idiot Minami Monáe, this was the first time she had appeared in front of Uehara Katsumi. She had never known him before, and she could 100% confirm this.
"It seems that senior's wedding is approaching, congratulations."
His eyes did not linger on Pramya, the bride-to-be, for too long. After a brief greeting, Uehara Katsuki’s eyes immediately returned to the broad-shouldered Tsutomu Muraka, smiling and congratulating: “Then I will I won’t disturb you two anymore.”
If I remember correctly, this woman planned to blow up the city with a bomb?
After walking away, Uehara Katsumi, who went up to the third floor, glanced at the couple who were exchanging something with each other out of the corner of his eye, silently recalling the plot that he could remember.
Where did the explosion come from?
Shibuya without sewers?
Or Miwa Town? Cupido Town?
Wait a minute, this woman's appearance seems to be bound to Toru Amuro, right? In order to take revenge on the five members of the police academy who injured her shoulder in the past...
But here comes the question: Hasn’t the bomber who killed Matsuda Jinpei not appeared yet?
Uehara Katsumi, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for his girlfriend to arrive, fell into deep thought.
He could remember Pramya because this woman's fighting ability was somewhat outrageous. She was able to fight Tohru Amuro, who was full of blood and blue even though she couldn't lift one hand. But the bomber who killed Matsuda Jinpei... he really couldn't remember.
Not only his appearance, but also his name and even the motive for committing the crime, he couldn't remember.
Because he was too focused on this matter, Uehara Katsuki, who subconsciously rubbed his fingers on both sides of his nose, did not notice that someone was approaching him - until a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
"What are you thinking about? Are you so absorbed?" Sato Miwako, who had her right hand hooked on her boyfriend's shoulder, also bent down and sat down.
After coming back to his senses, Uehara Katsumi's body muscles tensed for a moment, and when he turned his head subconsciously, he lost the instinctive vigilance in his heart after seeing that it was his girlfriend, and breathed a sigh of relief.
This amused Miwako: "What? Did you meet some vicious murderer?"
"Yes, I met a vicious murderer, very vicious."
"It shouldn't be easy for you to say this comment. How vicious is it?"
Uehara Katsumi, who allowed his girlfriend to hug him, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's far more vicious than you think. The kind that even the police's ace must be defeated under his hands."
"So? Who is this person you are talking about?" Since there was no one on the third floor, Miwako Sato hugged her boyfriend and did not let go: "Do you need my help?"
"It's not necessary yet, because there's no trace of them yet."
"Then I hope this thing can make you feel better." As she said that, Miwako handed the yellow leather envelope hidden in her suit trouser pocket into her boyfriend's palm with her left hand.
"Huh? What is this? A love letter you wrote to me?"
Uehara Katsumi was obviously a little surprised when he took the envelope, and subconsciously weighed it twice - it wasn't heavy, and it was very thin.
"You'll know if you take it apart and take a look."
Sato Miwako didn't say anything clearly, but just used her eyes to indicate to him to open it and take a look. The interested Uehara Katsumi tore open the envelope and instantly saw an invitation hidden inside——
"Invitation letter to "Three Days and Two Nights Fan Club"?"
Seeing this two-part card invitation with a black gold cover, Katsuki Uehara's eyes widened for a moment, and he immediately turned to look at his girlfriend, his eyes full of disbelief: "Where did you get it? This quota has been gone for a long time. "
"you guess?"
"Bought it at a high price from scalpers?"
Uehara Katsuki raised an eyebrow.
If he wanted to buy a slot for scalpers, he would have bought it long ago, so why wait until now. It's just that this is still my girlfriend's intention, but she doesn't show it.
"That's what I thought at first, but when I was leaving get off work, Yumi told me that a friend of hers had a business problem and needed to go to France immediately, so I had an extra ticket in my hand. It just so happened that I had been asking Yumi to Pay attention to this for me.
"so……"
Sato Miwako shrugged: "For Yumi's sake, the other party didn't argue with me and transferred it directly to me at the original price."
"Huh? Miyamoto Yumi actually has such a use? I thought she would only disturb our world. However, you are all busy and I am going on vacation alone. Isn't that bad?"
Uehara Katsumi, who understood the origin of the invitation letter, was quite surprised. He said this, but honestly put away this precious invitation letter: "I don't think the Megure Police Department will agree."
"Okay, stop pretending, your hand is injured now, and you have nothing to do in the department."
Miwako Sato, who couldn't stand her boyfriend's arrogance, raised her hand and pinched his cheek: "You can go after just attending Moritani Teiji's banquet."
"I'm so sad. I really want to go to and from get off work with you."
"Then stay and I'll find something for you to do."
"Let's talk about Moritani Teiji's banquet." Uehara Katsumi, who pretended not to have heard, immediately turned serious and pointed to the empty evening dress area: "Pick whatever you want, I'll take it."
Sato Miwako rolled her eyes at him and was about to get up from the sofa when a burst of more or less cautious footsteps came from the No. 2 staircase not far away——
The two of them followed the sound and saw a pregnant woman with a big belly wearing a standard white wedding dress. She walked up to the third floor step by step with the help of the man beside her. Behind them was a professional team carrying cameras.
"Nagawa Noriko?
"Longji??"
Uehara Katsumi was stunned for a moment when he saw the face of the visitor clearly.
Kawamura Ryuji, who was wearing a white suit, looked up and saw his friend on the third floor. He looked a little surprised: "Katsumi? Why are you here?"
"I should ask you this, are you... taking wedding photos?"
Glancing strangely at the professional team following them upstairs, Uehara Katsumi blinked, and then his eyes fell on the pregnant bride Noriko Nagakawa with a pregnant belly.
"To be precise, it's a maternity photo."
Ryuji Kawamura scratched the back of his head a little shyly: "You know, our wedding is planned to be held after the child is born, but wedding photos and maternity photos are indispensable."
Noriko Nagayama, who was wearing a wedding dress, cast her eyes on the hands held together by Sato Miwako and Uehara Katsumi, and a hint of ridicule appeared on her face between her eyebrows and eyes glowing with the glory of her mother star: "Ms. Sato, so are you and Mr. Uehara. Are you here to see wedding dresses?”
——? !
Miwako Sato's smile paused, and she subconsciously grabbed it with her hands.
Uehara Katsumi, who was still laughing, suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand...
ps: I got my salary back~
There will be more tomorrow~
Set the bowl~
(End of chapter)
