Shuji Tsushima finished watching today's broadcast of Detective Playhouse with a numb expression.
Blackcat was invited by a Labrador police dog to solve a case for the police.
The case of the missing girl.
The black cat detective was so energetic that he easily found out the truth.
Then solved the eucalyptus.
Unfortunately, by the time the murderer was caught, the missing girl had already been killed.
This episode ends with the murderer's back when he was taken away, and Black Kate's depressed expression.
"Noah, you...were you also regretting not being able to save the victim?" Hiroki Sawada looked at the black cat's expression at the end and turned to ask Shuji Tsushima on the bed.
"..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the lost black cat in the picture and fell into deep thought.
What was he thinking at the time?
It seems to be too simple and boring.
He has this expression every time he solves a case.
It's just boring.
The result was that Blackcat felt frustrated because he didn't save others in time.
This is the business model.
While sighing slowly in his heart, he answered Hiroki Sawada's question.
"Ah." His voice was inexplicably low.
Why should he explain? No explanation needed, no matter what other people thought, it had nothing to do with him.
So Sawada Hiroki stopped asking.
He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly he raised his head and said: "I don't know when my Doraemon will appear. By then Doraemon will be Black Kate's assistant!"
Sawada Hiroki's tone was full of expectation.
"You can urge the people in the animation department to arrange your appearance earlier." Shuji Tsushima smiled and said.
His eyes and smile always gave people a feeling of weakness and emptiness.
Like a thin layer of illusion.
"Isn't it bad to trouble them?" Sawada Hiroki hesitated.
"It's not a troublesome thing. It will appear sooner or later anyway. It's just a little earlier." Tsushima Shuji said nonchalantly.
Of course, social workers only need to listen to their bosses honestly~
If your boss says to do it in advance, of course you will do it in advance.
At most, the hair may fall out a little more.
it's not a big deal.
It’s no use having a social animal’s hair, right?
Tsushima Shuji thought lightly in his heart.
If he becomes a vicious boss, will some employees come to assassinate him? Hope there will be.
"I will inform them." Butler Tanaka said with a bow.
If Sawada Hiroki is too embarrassed to speak, he needs to do this.
After all, we can't let Master Xiuzhi tell them.
How could such a trivial matter trouble Young Master Xiuzhi?
Sawada Hiroki smiled.
He wanted to say something, but found that the boy lying on the bed had closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.
Sawada Hiroki stared at the other party quietly.
It must be very tiring.
He moved lightly and walked out of the room carefully.
Afraid of waking the other party.
"Please tell me when Noah wakes up..." Hiroki Sawada looked at Butler Tanaka.
"I will inform Master Hiroki." Butler Tanaka agreed.
"Sorry to trouble you." Hiroki Sawada thanked him happily.
Then he walked into a room.
He has a room at Tsushima House.
Even the bodyguards he brought had rooms to live in.
Because Hiroki Sawada comes often and stays overnight every time he comes, he has this special treatment.
Before this, no outsiders had ever stayed at Tsushima House.
…
In a room in the hospital, a police officer in a suit sat like an examiner during an interview.
The person being interviewed was a man wearing a hospital gown. He looked a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous, we are just making a routine inquiry." The police officer said as much as possible, trying to dispel the other party's vigilance.
"Your name is Fujiwara Wataru, right?" the police officer asked.
"Yes, what do you want to ask?" The man with long hair who looked like an artistic young man hesitated.
"Above Heaven"
"About how you entered the game... and what happened in the game..." The police officer said all the questions he wanted to ask.
"The option that suddenly popped up gave me a feeling of urban weirdness. I thought it was very exciting and chose to agree. When I received the express delivery, I became even more curious..." said the artistic young man Fujiwara Wataru.
"Pause, did you notice any strange people when you received the courier? Do you remember the appearance of the courier boy?" the police officer asked.
"People? No, I didn't see anyone." Fujiwara Wataru sounded confused, then shook his head.
"I heard the doorbell and went to open the door. When I opened the door, I found a box at the door. Other than that, I didn't see anyone else." He said.
"None?" asked the officer.
"Not one." Fujiwara Wataru said with certainty.
"Continue." The police officer nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.
"When I opened the box, I found a helmet login device and a letter inside. The content written on the letter and the red double moons printed on it made me feel very inspired..." Fujiwara Wataru continued.
"Before that I was still thinking about inspiration for painting..."
"So after I felt that these things would give me inspiration, I put on the login device directly, and I don't remember what happened after that." Fujiwara Wataru shook his head.
"It is said that I have been lying in the hospital for a month, and I haven't painted for a month... My inspiration has dried up..." He said painfully, pulling on his long hair like a fanatical artist.
"Okay, you can leave." The police officer, who didn't really want to see this mentally disturbed artist go crazy, waved his hand and signaled the other person to leave.
"Okay." Fujiwara Wataru regained his composure, nodded and left.
"Next." The officer knocked on the table.
A muscular man with a scar on his face walked in.
"Kenichi Sawada, right? Tell me how you entered the game." the police officer asked.
"The computer that was originally shut down suddenly turned on by itself, and an invitation appeared on the screen. I wanted to catch the other person, so I chose to agree. After agreeing, nothing happened. I was still lost for a while..." Kenichi Sawada looked at it. He looks like a reckless man who is not good at words, but his explanations are clear and coherent.
"I was working out at the time, and suddenly a bird hit the window of my house. When I opened the window, I saw a box outside the window. Inside the box was a gaming helmet..."
"When I put on the gaming helmet, it was like falling asleep. If I hadn't been lying down for a month as you said when I woke up, I would have thought I just slept normally and knew nothing." Ze Tian Jianyi shook his head, his tone helpless.
"Is there anyone outside the window at the time?" the police officer asked.
"There can't be anyone there. Only birds can get there, unless that person has wings. This is also my question, why does the box appear there..." Kenichi Sawada said.
"Okay, I understand, you can go." The police officer recorded it in his notebook and waved his hand.
So Sawada Kenichi also left.
