Chapter 12 Maori Detective Agency

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Mochizuki, who was prepared to die heroically, did not escape the punishment in the end, but this time she was not the only one who was punished.

The performance of the entire girls class was not good. Instructor Sakai, whose face was as black as a piece of coal, made them go around the playground for more than ten times. In the end, they fell down in large groups, and she, the weakest class leader, became one of the few. More people standing.

She vigorously defended her reputation as class monitor, and received her first praise since joining the school. She was also the person who made the most progress after all.

Mochizuki narrowed her eyes with a smile. Of course, she didn't know it at this time. Because of this unexpected performance, instructor Sakai, who was extremely dissatisfied with her, discovered that the intensity of her training still needed to be strengthened. This would directly lead to her future The amount of training doubled.

Years pass by, and seasons pass by.

This hell mode lasted for a whole month, and every student seemed to be transformed. Instructor Sakai finally relented and could start the next stage of training.

Mochizuki and the others also stayed at school for a month, with several rest days in between. However, they were too tired and did not want to move except to buy daily necessities.

I heard that the outside world is developing very fast. Mobile phones have moved away from big phones and have adopted button mode. Computers have become more affordable. To be honest, it is a bit inconvenient to keep using Sato Miyoko's computers.

Besides, she should also buy a mobile phone because she will be working soon. Without a mobile phone, it will be inconvenient to communicate with colleagues in the future.

The most important thing is that without access to the Internet for a long time, Mochizuki is almost addicted to the Internet. Under these conditions, the investigation of Li Gui has become trivial, but it must be put on the agenda.

But she couldn't count on it herself. After considering everything, Mochizuki was going to find a detective to investigate Xixu Zaozhi.

As for the candidates, she didn't have the money to hire those well-known detectives, so she could only find people who had just started working. Besides, the things she wanted to investigate were not difficult, but they were more time-consuming.

Counting her wallet, Mochizuki felt a little sad. With her mobile phone, computer and the cost of hiring a detective, her savings over the past ten years would soon be squandered. Fortunately, she didn't charge any fees during the training, otherwise she might have gone bankrupt.

She took out the note from her pocket. This was the address the other party sent her - 39th Floor, 5-chome, Yonehua Town, Yonehua City, Tokyo.

It is said that this detective used to be a criminal policeman, which is quite popular among a group of unknown newcomers, and he is one of the few who accepts tasks online. The most important thing is that the price is relatively cheap, only 100,000 yen can be put together. , looking at the moon is still rewarding.

I took off my police uniform and put on a skirt. There weren't many clothes in the cupboard. Most of them were skirts. I don't know if it's the Japanese style of dressing. Girls wear skirts in winter. Her ability to withstand the cold is amazing. It's not even close to flattering a horse.

Fortunately, it is now the end of March, and the temperature has risen a lot. Wangyue can still bear it when wearing a skirt when going out in this weather.

"Maori Detective Agency"

Mochizuki stood downstairs and murmured in a low voice. What appeared in front of her was a three-story building. There was a cafe on the first floor facing the street. Judging from the number of people coming and going, business was pretty good.

The second floor is Mochizuki's destination this time. The seven characters of Maori Detective Agency are printed on the glass. You can see it at a glance when you turn from the alley. The third floor should be the residence.

Mochizuki squinted her eyes, pushed open the door of the Pineapple Coffee Shop and entered. The appointment time hadn't come yet. It happened that she came out a little early today and hadn't had time to have breakfast yet. Let's have a meal here by the way.

"welcome!"

A girl dressed as a junior high school student and wearing an apron came to greet her. It was the peak time in the store, and there were almost no empty tables. Mochizuki was arranged next to an unkempt uncle, a typical table-sharing pattern.

Normally, Wangyue would refuse this kind of arrangement, but since the uncle was covering his face with a newspaper and there were two children sitting next to him, they didn't mind, so naturally she wouldn't be too troublesome.

Taking the menu and flipping through it, there were quite a few types of coffee, but there were only sandwiches for breakfast. Mochizuki was not disappointed, so he ordered one casually, took out the mobile phone he just bought and started tinkering with it.

Computers are more troublesome. The popular styles now are different from the world she lived in before. It feels like she has gone back ten years. There are also laptops, but the price is a little too high. Mochizuki thought again and again, and finally ordered a big-ass model. Although the appearance is not advantageous, the accessories are okay. I just have to wait a few months. It is said that it is a new machine. , not yet on the market.

"Dad, come back with me to clean up later. Guests will be arriving soon."

The girl with the horns on her head was a little excited. There was still something in her mouth that she had not finished swallowing, and her words were a little unclear.

This should be the child brought by the uncle opposite. Mochizuki just noticed that the two children's foreheads were covered with sweat. It turned out that they had been working voluntarily early in the morning. It had been a long time since they had seen such sensible children.

"Uncle, this is your first commission as a detective. Can you respect your client?"

The little boy who rolled his eyes also had the same tone, with some disgust on his expression.

Mochizuki blinked, detective and commission, could this be the Maori detective upstairs.

The sloppily dressed uncle ignored the two of them. Instead, he stretched out a hand and put down a cup from the gap in the newspaper. He looked at the foam left at the bottom of the cup. It was obviously not coffee. He drank beer so early in the morning that he had a good appetite!

The sloppy uncle used the newspaper as a cover to drink beer while observing the customers in the store, and Mochizuki was also the target of his observation.

The two little carrot heads next to him had obviously given up hope on the old man and were biting the sandwiches in their hands. Mochizuki kindly poured them a glass of water each. Her cheeks were bulging and she looked quite cute. It was one of them who seemed familiar.

"Thanks!"

The little girl was a little embarrassed. She was really hungry. She had been cleaning her father's office since receiving the commission yesterday. It was really rude to speak before she had even swallowed the food.

The little boy didn't react at all. He just picked up the cup and drank. He was obviously very tired.

Mochizuki picked up the coffee and took a sip. It seemed that the matter could be resolved soon.

After finishing the sandwich slowly, he tapped his finger on the man on the other side of the table who had been holding a newspaper to cover up, but was actually drinking a lot of beer.

Mouri Kogoro was a little puzzled. He didn't seem to know this beautiful and aloof young lady. He had been thinking of ways to strike up a conversation just now, but the girl across from him took the initiative before taking any actual action. Could it be that he was attracted by his handsome appearance and wanted to I want to have a beautiful encounter with him.

When luck came, he couldn't stop it, and the sadness of losing the horse race was immediately forgotten by him.