Shiratori Rensaburo glanced at him helplessly, ignoring the topic just now, and sighed:
"There is a little reason for the thank-you letter from Shizuoka Prefecture, but the main thing is the matter of Sato's criminal father.
Don’t you understand the popularity of Sato Criminal in the Metropolitan Police Department? You helped her solve her father’s old case, so of course everyone’s opinion of you has been changed.”
Shizuo Komemon was suddenly confused, "In other words, I have solved so many cases in Tokyo, Osaka, and Shizuoka, why not help Sato Criminal solve one case?"
Shizuo Komemon was speechless for a while, then walked to the desk, picked up a box and handed it to him, "Ayako heard about the incident between You and Teacher Xiaolin, and specially prepared a small gift to congratulate you."
Rensaburo Shiratori took it thoughtfully, opened it and saw a pair of little dolls. He suddenly felt dumbfounded, "This is not a wedding..."
"Izu brought back some souvenirs, but I forgot to pick them up yesterday. This one just suits you." Shizuo Komemon gave a thumbs up teasingly, "The most affectionate man in Tokyo, Mr. Shiratori."
Shiratori Rensaburo said in embarrassment: "Please don't, please spare me, Gumeimen Police Department, this kind of title is really shameful."
"What is the most affectionate thing in Tokyo?"
The two were joking when suddenly Miwako Sato's voice rang out.
"Why did you come so early? I told your mother last night that I could call you later." Shizuo Komemon looked at her strangely.
Although Sato Miwako looked sleepy, her eyes were obviously more energetic and sparkling.
"People are lazy. After one time, there will be a second time. It's better not to ask for leave."
That's what she said, but in fact she couldn't stand her mother's questioning and fled to the Metropolitan Police Department. "So, what is the most affectionate person in Tokyo?"
Shiratori Rensaburo covered his face, feeling ashamed and angry, "Let me go... please..."
"Now, this is it. Didn't you listen to Miyamoto-san this morning?"
Shizuo Komemon was very nervous and did not want to let Shiratori Rensaburo go. He also told Miwako Sato about the incident. Soon, the whole office was filled with a happy atmosphere.
In the afternoon, this relaxed atmosphere suddenly dissipated. The management officer Kuroda Hei opened the office door with a gloomy face and shouted loudly: "Everyone gathers, there is a major case, and we are ready to provide support."
"Understood!" Everyone responded immediately and quickly left their seats.
Police cars set off from the Metropolitan Police Department one after another, led by Kuroda Hei, and rushed to the scene. Shizuo Komemon took the initiative to sit in a car with him and asked about the details.
While assigning tasks via the walkie-talkie, Kuroda took the time to reply: "Self-Defense Forces cadre Domon Yasuki publicly made radical remarks against violent crimes and was assassinated by a sniper during an interview on a TV station this afternoon."
"So, why are you so mobilized?" Shizuo Komemon asked curiously.
As for a cadre of the Self-Defense Forces, what about it? The diplomats didn’t take it so seriously last time.
"His father is a senior official of the Ministry of Defense. Of course, the main reason is that this time is very sensitive. You also know that the higher-ups are promoting public crisis response adjustments, and this incident happened." Kuroda explained in a low voice.
Yes, he is also a second generation.
Shizuo Komemon understood clearly, "What does the matter of the Self-Defense Forces have to do with us? Although it is a public incident, they will not let us take the lead in the investigation, right? The police department of the Metropolitan Police Department must do the investigation."
"It's just like you said." Kuroda Hei nodded, "We are here to help maintain order."
Shizuo Komemon said unhappily: "Why are there not enough patrol police? Do you want us to conduct a search? There are so many idlers in the local police station who don't work?"
Kuroda Biewei glanced at him, "If you don't want to, just leave later. Just go there to show that we take this case seriously. After all, we represent the attitude of the Metropolitan Police Department."
"..." Shizuo Komemon had nothing to say.
After a while, he suddenly frowned, "By the way, I remember you said yesterday that a big event is brewing recently..."
Kuroda Bingwei said quickly: "I don't know how to predict things beforehand. That's not what I was referring to at that time. I also said that the big thing is policy adjustment."
"No, I mean, didn't the police put their energy into this aspect? Is this the result?" Shizuo Komemon said with a smile.
Kuroda's eyelids trembled slightly. After all, he was also a police officer and was the target of ridicule, so he explained, "It's hard for the police to interfere in the affairs of the Self-Defense Forces. You understand."
"Boring." Shizuo Komemon curled his lips and looked out the window.
In front of the Nippon Television Station building, a group of Self-Defense Forces blocked all entrances and exits with live ammunition. After the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived at the scene, they were directly refused entry.
"I just want to take this trip for free," Shizuo Komemon said, sitting on the hood of the police car and crossing his arms.
Sato Miwako on the side quickly advised: "Don't act recklessly. The situation is so sensitive now. You can't just let your temper go. If you are impatient, I will accompany you to go shopping nearby."
Just as he was talking, the police also arrived. Yuya Kazami, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was still sitting in a wheelchair. His mental state seemed to be even worse, and his brows were furrowed.
He noticed Shizuo Komemon, nodded in this direction as a greeting, and then entered the building.
During this period, Sato Miwako kept holding Fumimon Shizuo's arm, for fear that he might suddenly lose his temper.
"Let's go. They don't need us at all. What are we doing here? Let's go for a walk." Shizuo Komemon didn't want to waste time here anymore and left directly.
Kuroda Hei glanced at the backs of him and Sato Miwako, his eyes flickered, and then he slowly withdrew his eyes without stopping.
"It's really thanks to you that I can take a walk during work." After leaving the scene, Miwako Sato followed Shizuo Furumimon and said with a smile.
"How's it going? Doesn't it feel so nice to be a salary thief?"
While Shizuo Komemon was joking, he noticed a vending machine on the roadside, so he stopped and took out his coins and bought two cans of drinks.
"I feel guilty." Miwako Sato took it and sighed.
Komemon Shizuo laughed and shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. You feel guilty even for being lazy for a while. Aren't I guilty of a heinous crime?"
"You are indeed guilty of a heinous crime." Sato Miwako glanced at him sideways, and then laughed again.
The two of them walked to a nearby park, which seemed a little deserted. Shizuo Komemon sat down on a bench by the roadside and began to bask in the sun.
After a while, Shizuo Komemon looked at Miwako Sato under the shade of a tree, "Aren't you tired? What are you doing standing there?"
"Unlike you, I can't get a tan." Sato Miwako rolled her eyes at him, "I'm tired, but not tired. This is already much more leisurely than working."
"It's up to you."
The weather wasn't that hot anymore, but there was still plenty of sunshine. Shizuo Komemon closed his eyes comfortably, and then...
"Teacher Qianyu! Why are you here?"
Recommend this book, everyone is interested in reading it ~
"The Rise of the Jade Emperor"
Mortal Cultivation + Infinite Flow, the protagonist is Zhang Bairen, and the golden finger is Nantianmen, which can travel through the heavens and the world.
