"Today's champion will be the lucky one, please give me a round of applause."
The cruise ship has resumed sailing, and all the people who have disembarked for sea fishing have returned. Statistics are now being carried out on the deck. In just a few hours, Suzuki Jirokichi actually had someone set up a simple platform on the deck. It was really full and it was fine. Dry.
Mochizuki huddled in the corner and watched the host spitting on the stage. The people standing in front were all accomplished people, and a little loser like her didn't even have the qualifications to step forward.
The waiter walked up to the table carrying a small plate. On the plate was a small wooden box. The champion was undoubtedly the lucky Mao Lilan. Mochizuki had been rubbing the secret bait next to him all afternoon, and it was a piece of bait. No fish were caught, and the odds were slim.
Tomoko Suzuki wore an exquisite dress and handed the prize to the blushing Mao Lilan with a smile on her face. The living room was full of guests. Everyone looked at her with admiration. The two children standing next to her were also proud. Yan's expression.
Mochizuki sighed. Fortunately, what Suzuki Jirokichi sent this time was not what she needed. Otherwise, she would have been very angry. The box contained indeed an antique. It was quite valuable visually, but it was fragile porcelain. , this kind of exquisite antique cannot be used to set up formations at all.
Withdrawing her eyes and focusing on the dining table next to her, she heard the sound of footsteps. Mochizuki put down the cup in her hand and looked at the person coming.
"Mr. Midorikawa, how could it be you?"
Standing in front of her was the trio in the bar. She had met them quite frequently during this period, but why did they come here.
"Officer Mochizuki, why don't you go up? I saw you fishing at noon."
Toru Amuro pointed to the simple table opposite, where Mouri Kogoro was giving a passionate speech. Beside them, Maori Ran and Kudo Shin had their heads lowered like ostriches, and little sister Mariko had already crossed her hips.
"Since everyone saw me fishing, they should know that I didn't catch a single fish."
Mochizuki rolled her eyes. This Toru Amuro looked so irritating. Is it necessary to expose people's scars like this?
"That's right. If I had known better, I would have given you the fish I caught."
Amuro Toru turned around, revealing the bucket placed behind her, with a weak smile on her face. Mochizuki's eyes widened. These were definitely more than Mao Lilan's.
"There are so many, why didn't you come in earlier? All the prizes will be given out."
Mochizuki was a little envious. For several hours, the fishermen had more or less harvested something. She was the only one who had not harvested anything. Her recent luck was also very bad.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. This is the number of the three of us. There is no way to compare with that little girl."
Midorikawa Hikaru waved his hand. The three of them were not very good at fishing. The fish in the bucket looked like many, but in fact they were not heavy. Besides, these were not caught by them.
The two guys next to him cheated and caught the live fish that the Suzuki family used as bait. Anyway, with his face, he really didn't dare to run up and compete with the little girl.
Besides, their goal is not the prize. The real owner is not interested in the small bottle, so naturally they will not run up to attract attention.
The surrounding guests also looked at the big bucket of fish frequently. Midorikawa Hikaru smiled helplessly at the guests. Zero didn't have such a flamboyant personality before. He must have stayed in this evil organization for too long. They're all a little out of the ordinary.
Mochizuki nodded clearly. No wonder these three people didn't run up. The snuff bottle given by Suzuki Jirokichi was quite nice.
"Amuro, who is this?"
Masuyama Kenzo, who was wearing a decent suit, saw the opportunity and walked out of the crowd, and nodded politely when he saw Mochizuki.
"Mr. Fanshan, this is Mochizuki Qingtan, currently working in the Metropolitan Police Department."
Toru Amuro put away the smile on his face and solemnly began to introduce Mochizuki's identity.
This task was originally the responsibility of the three of them, but after the meeting that day, Gin actually sent Pisk to participate. Members of their level have never had four people follow up on a task at the same time, and it has been a long time coming. Take it down. Logically speaking, there should have been opinions from above.
However, they were disappointed this time. Not only did Gin not express any opinions, he even sent some peripheral members to help them.
Toru Amuro and Hikaru Midorikawa were a little confused about their plans for a while, so they could only take one step at a time.
"Officer Mochizuki, I have long admired your name!"
Masuyama Kenzo took out a business card and handed it over with both hands. Looking at his respectful attitude, people who didn't know better would have thought that this old man was Mochizuki's housekeeper!
"You're too kind."
Mochizuki stood up, also took out a business card and handed it over with both hands. She was still a little uncomfortable with this country's etiquette. Someone had already introduced her, so she had to give each other business cards again. Why, printing business cards is Don’t want money?
"Officer Mochizuki, I heard that the Metropolitan Police Department wants to purchase some equipment this time, but there are some funding issues. I wonder if I can contribute."
Kenzo Masuyama handed Mochizuki's business card to the man next to him who was dressed like a bodyguard and said casually.
"This matter is under the responsibility of Administrator Matsumoto. Of course, if President Mayama has such a heart, every police officer in the Metropolitan Police Department will thank you."
"Is that so? If the Metropolitan Police Department has any difficulties, just come to me. The safety of the Japanese people depends on police officers like Miss Mochizuki to protect them."
Kenzo Masuyama smiled, picked up a glass of red wine, gestured towards Mochizuki, then turned and walked towards the crowd, as if his purpose of coming here was to attract sponsorship for the Metropolitan Police Department.
Toru Amuro lowered her face and looked at the two people who stood silently beside them. This old man really didn't hide his purpose at all. He was treating everyone else as a fool. Why didn't Gin kill him with a single shot?
Mochizuki turned around and looked at the three silent people. Midorikawa Hikari touched his nose. Piske was now like a mad dog biting randomly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was going to die, but he didn't have it in his heart. Points.
"I don't know him. Maybe this president really admires you!"
Midorikawa Hikaru picked up a small cake and handed it to Mochizuki. The expression on his face looked a little innocent, but Mochizuki didn't quite believe it.
"Why are you so close to me? Tell me all about it!"
Mochizuki took the cake and stuffed it into her mouth. She was not a fool. This old man almost showed his plan on her face.
Moro Hoshida silently lit a cigarette, turned around, and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to his girlfriend. He was no match for Bourbon when it came to talking nonsense, so it was better to leave this matter to him.
The police officers sent by the FBI to assist him are very qualified and have outstanding abilities. However, they do not match his original plan. Their appearance does not match the aesthetics of today's girls, so He had already given up his original plan and was preparing to start plan B.
Toru Amuro looked at the two companions who were in ruins. Although their mission to get close to Mochizuki was no longer necessary due to Pisk's actions, they couldn't just let it go. It took so long anyway.
"Actually, this guy Midorikawa likes you, so we got close to you."
Midorikawa Hikaru was so startled by Amuro Toru's words that he almost put the knife and fork in his mouth, decisively put down the plate and punched his brother.
"boring!"
Mochizuki rolled her eyes and sat on a chair playing with her mobile phone.
(End of chapter)
