Saburo Inozuka glanced at Maya Hashimoto and murmured in his mind: What subordinate? As an eyewitness who was forced to take the photo, he felt that the man in black with curly hair was obviously "that thing" himself.
Saburo Inozuka: "..." Is Maya Hashimoto still obsessed with Naoko Toriyama being "that thing"? Isn't this guy secretly in love with that woman?
Of course, Saburo Inozuka only thought about it quietly in his mind and did not say these things out loud: every time he tried to deny this, Maya Hashimoto's reaction was so strong that it was terrifying.
So in the end, Saburo Inozuka only refuted what Maya Hashimoto said: "No, you are too exaggerated."
Through the rearview mirror, Maya Hashimoto, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at him sympathetically, and showed a subtle "Don't take me with you when you are taken to the police station for training."
Saburo Inozuka: "..." I'm so angry, why don't we all discuss Naoko Toriyama.
This thought flashed across his mind, and he suddenly remembered the comparison in force between himself and Maya Hashimoto, and Saburo Inozuka immediately became alert.
He secretly gave up this dangerous idea and sighed tiredly. Although he was consciously trying not to be affected, it was undeniable that the topic just now dragged him into the story of dead idols and dead companions.
In the painful memories of encountering terrible things in person and even being forced to take photos with them.
Saburo Inozuka was eager to get out of this bad low pressure. Suddenly he looked out the window and saw people and cars passing diagonally in front of him. It was very lively.
Saburo Inozuka's eyes lit up: "What a coincidence, the park in front seems to be holding an event, let's go and join in the fun."
"I don't want to hear the word 'coincidence', and I don't want to join in any fun." Maya Hashimoto leaned on the relatively safer back seat with a look of numbness that her soul had ascended to heaven, "Speaking of which, do you still remember you?
Are you detaining me now?"
Saburo Inozuka: "..." I really forgot.
"I don't know why, but I always feel more like an unlucky sacrifice than a prisoner." Saburo Inozuka muttered, "Speaking of this, even the superior no longer sends people here. Apparently, he has treated the guard like this
Don't worry about things anymore. In this case, what do you still care about? - Escape is useful. Anyway, everyone will die in the end. Without 'that thing', they will die of old age. It is better to live for one day and enjoy life for one day."
Maya Hashimoto: "..." It's obviously such a stupid and unrewarding statement, but why does it sound so reasonable?
Forget it, it’s better to mess with teammates than backstab them. Sometimes he is afraid that the people around him are too motivated - such as the Irish gentleman who is committed to killing Uzo and Gin. To put it into detail, that is what awakens
The source of disaster.
In any case, perhaps because of the infection from his teammates, Maya Hashimoto's buried heart actually poked its head out of the soil again.
He looked at the congested road: "I remember this road was not so congested before. What happened today?"
Saburo Inozuka: "Have you forgotten? There is a police lecture in the park in front of us. It seems that Jiang Xia is in charge of explaining it. The lovely policewoman just now told me that I can come and support when I pass by."
"Jiang Xia's preaching?!" Maya Hashimoto's heart thumped and she instinctively said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier and take a detour!"
Inozuka Saburo wanted to follow his instructions, but unfortunately the place was so crowded that he couldn't even turn around. So he left the car without moving, and just looked at Maya Hashimoto in confusion: "Didn't your relationship with that detective get better? From Hokkaido
We went to Tokyo together and came back together, and nothing happened on the way, so why are you avoiding him again today?"
Maya Hashimoto: "..." Oh, I almost forgot. There is no need to hide. Jiang Xia has nothing to hide. On the contrary, he is the safest around him. At least there is no need to worry about being forcibly labeled as a murderer, just like what happened in Hokkaido not long ago.
Maya Hashimoto leaned back in her seat as if nothing had happened: "I said it smoothly. Just keep walking and don't worry about me."
"Oh." Saburo Inozuka was still thinking about the request the policewoman made to him casually, "Then let's go to the park to join in the fun?"
"No." Maya Hashimoto's mouth spoke faster than her reason.
Saburo Inozuka: "..." What is your attitude toward Jiang Xia now? Can you make it clear?
But since Maya Hashimoto said so, he didn't insist anymore, who made him unable to beat others.
Inozuka Saburo continued to follow the slow flow of traffic. He thought that today would pass in such a dull way. Unexpectedly, just as he started, his eyes suddenly stopped and stopped at the rearview mirror in the middle.
Looking at Maya Hashimoto.
Maya Hashimoto noticed it immediately and said alertly: "What are you looking at me for?"
The possibility of Saburo Inozuka killing him is very low, but it is not impossible and cannot be taken lightly.
But it turned out that Inozuka Saburo seemed to have just seen something strange: "Why is there a cat behind you? When did you sneak into the car, I didn't see it at all."
"Cat?" Maya Hashimoto turned around quickly, and actually saw a cat lying on the headrest behind him, stretching out its claws to fish for something around him.
Seeing Maya Hashimoto turn around, the black cat's snow-white claws paused for a moment, then continued to paw as if nothing had happened.
"Where is the cat from? It looks familiar." Maya Hashimoto stretched out his hand to pick up the cat and take a closer look. As a sneaky member of the organization, his first reaction was to see if it looked familiar or not.
Does the cat have any surveillance equipment on him? Although he had already scanned it when he got in the car, what if it happens?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached out his hand, the cat actually held the back of his hand and politely pushed him away.
Maya Hashimoto: "...?"
How dare a mere cat rub against a car so confidently?
After all, it was just a cat that was less than the length of an arm. Maya Hashimoto had his hands on the cat and checked it. He found nothing wrong with it, so he opened the car door and planned to throw the cat into the green belt aside.
Unexpectedly, the moment he opened the door, a figure passed in front of him, rolled and landed on the seat inside.
Maya Hashimoto was knocked back hard while holding the cat's hand, and the car door was also closed by the uninvited guest.
In the chaos, the cat disappeared. Maya Hashimoto rubbed her hands, shocked by what had just happened: Forget the cat, why did people start rubbing against the car randomly?
Maya Hashimoto looked over with vigilance and condemnation, fearing that a bomber with bombs all over his body would get into the car.
However, when he raised his head and saw the man's makeup-covered face, Maya Hashimoto suddenly froze, and there was a buzzing sound of blood flowing in his head.
However, what was unexpected but not so unexpected was that the woman who got into the car did not sit upright and tidy up her clothes, and then turned to show him a gentle and scary smile.
She looked more vigilant than Maya Hashimoto, more like a frightened bird. The moment she sat down, she raised the muzzle of her gun and pointed it at him warily.
