Block 21, 2-chome, Koyanagi-cho, Fuchu City, is the auto repair street of Fuchu City.
There is not only a car repair center but also a motorcycle sales shop here, but there are only a few people here, and no one will come to repair their car when they are idle, so it seems even more deserted at night.
A block away from it, 1-chome has a stronger atmosphere of life. In addition to the late-night izakaya that just opened, there is also a laundry room that is still lit at this time. Judging from the placement of wreaths at the door, it is a newly opened store.
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The two people wearing police academy uniforms rushed all the way to the auto repair street. Before Matsuda Jinpei had time to slow down, he was pushed directly into the first auto repair shop at the intersection by Fujiwara Yu.
While breathing heavily, he stretched out his hand to rub the natural curls on his head that had been blown into strange shapes by the wind. His eyes drifted to Fujiwara Yu's hair that was not messy. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: This guy was fooled by the wind in his last life.
Is it a cow or a horse? It’s not messy at all!
Fujiwara Yu, who was indeed in good physical condition, just took a deep breath to calm down his heart rate. He was about to ask the store owner if he had a car to come to the store to repair the tires, but the store owner preemptively snatched the opening line.
Seeing the two children running into the store in a hurry, Inokashira Takano, the store owner, immediately showed a vigilant expression. He clenched the wrench in his hand and stammered:
"You, what do you two want to do? I, I, I, I, I will tell you what I have practiced!"
First being regarded as a false police report, and now being regarded as a home invasion robber, Fujiwara Yu and Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but look at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. I'm afraid they were thinking in their hearts: Come on, we are just like lying beasts.
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Fujiwara Yu twitched the corners of his mouth to make his expression look less serious, and explained:
"Store manager, we're not here to rob, we're here to ask if anyone is here to repair the tires?"
After hearing this, Inokashira Takano put down the wrench in his hand, shook his head and said:
"Hey! Don't tell me that you are here to repair the tires. Even the only customers who came in today are the two of you! Let me tell you, since the store at the corner has implemented some recharge system, my business has not been so easy.
But I can guarantee my family’s craftsmanship... Hey? Where are the people?"
Inokashira Takano, who was talking endlessly, realized that the person was missing halfway through his words. He sighed and stood up, walked to the door, closed the large open glass door, and murmured in a low voice:
"These two brats are so rude. They didn't know how to close the door! Hey, how can I explain to my wife when I go home with no income today? I'm so worried!!"
The two people who had already rushed out of the door naturally couldn't hear the store manager's complaints. They followed what the store manager said and went to the car repair shop at the corner.
"Boss, did a dark blue Nissan Maxima come here just now to repair its tires?!" Matsuda Jinpei just opened the wooden door and shouted directly before the boss inside said "Welcome".
Yamada Kimiki, the fashion boss wearing a headscarf, nodded slightly doubtfully and said:
"Yes, is there something wrong?"
"When did you leave? Do you remember to check the car owner's face?" Matsuda Jinpei asked quickly.
Yamada Kimiki had a vague feeling that these two people were in a hurry. Could it be that they had a grudge against the customer just now and were planning to take revenge? Wait a minute, could it be that the nails on the tires were caused by the two of them?
Then will they be angry at themselves for repairing the tires? Thinking of this, Yamada Kimiki felt that it was necessary to protect his own safety. Recently, he heard that the current generation in Koyanagi Town was not peaceful, but when he secretly reached out to fumble in the tool box
When he gave me a hammer, the fair-skinned boy in front of me who was a few centimeters taller spoke without saying anything.
When Fujiwara Yuu noticed that Yamada Kimiki was looking upward and concentrating on thinking, he actually touched his hand to the tool box. He knew that the bosses of the auto repair street had persecution delusions, and there was really no end to the score.
He squeezed out a smile that didn't come from the bottom of his heart and said in a gentle tone:
"The man in the car is suspected of a kidnapping case. We are here to investigate. We also ask for your cooperation, Mr. Store Manager. So can you show us the recharge card record book you have on hand?"
"Kidnapping case?!" Yamada Kiki realized that his voice was too loud. He recalled the sleeping girl being carried out by the man in the back seat of the car. Realizing that the situation was urgent, he immediately handed over the recharge card record book and took the initiative to report: "
I, I did see a girl sleeping, but that person explained that she was drunk!"
Fujiwara Yu looked down at the latest recorded information and found that there was actually an address written on it. Although there was no specific address or number, it was enough to have a chome. He handed the notebook to Matsuda Jinpei for a look and said in a comforting voice:
"Your willingness to provide us with clues is the greatest help. Don't worry, we will send the girl home safely."
"Okay! You two little heroes must protect yourselves too!"
When Matsuda Jinpei saw the address, he knew it was a bit far away. He threw the book back to the store manager and said with a grin:
"Hey, of course! I'm so inspiring that I want to beat him up... eh?!"
Fujiwara Yu originally thought that Matsuda Jinpei would say "Inspire people to become good police officers", but after hearing the word "beat", his face suddenly changed and he quickly reached out to cover the guy's mouth. If he said this
I'm afraid the image of the two of them as thugs will be established.
"Huh? Why don't you let him continue talking?" Yamada Kimiki asked curiously.
"He talks too much." Fujiwara Yu smiled and glanced at the name tag on the desk. Before going out, he said gratefully: "Mr. Yamada, thank you for your cooperation. Let's go first!"
When the two of them ran out, Matsuda Jinpei slapped away the hand that was covering him until he was about to suffocate. He stared with half-moon eyes and said dissatisfiedly:
"You really don't have any sense of humor... Forget it, we have to do business first. Do you have any money?"
Fujiwara Yu shook his hand in disgust. When he heard this sentence, he knew that the distance was a bit far, so he directly reached out to hail a black taxi that happened to be passing by. He got into the car and said the address directly: "Uncle, go to Hiyoshicho 1-chome!
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Young man, how much is the land?" the driver asked.
Matsuda Jinpei, who had just gotten in, didn't want to waste time in a place like this, so his tone was inevitably a bit bad:
"Uncle, you are so verbose. Just go to Hiyoshicho 1-chome as quickly as possible. Isn't there a racetrack over there? Just park us there!"
Fujiwara Yu noticed that the driver's expression became unhappy, and worried that the driver would refuse to take passengers, he quickly poked Matsuda Jinpei's waist and said coldly:
"If you don't know how to speak, speak less."
Matsuda Jinpei also knew that his attitude was not good enough. He restrained his sharpness and said in a gentle tone:
"Sorry uncle, please send us to the racecourse quickly. His son has run away from home!"
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A question mark slowly appeared on Fujiwara Yu's head. Does he look like he has a son at such a young age?
The uncle driver didn't dare to neglect when he heard this. He just stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the destination, and comforted him:
"Young man, I didn't expect that you would become a father at such a young age. Don't be anxious. Children are just having fun. I will deliver you safely with the speed of my car god in Fuzhong City!"
Fujiwara Yu wanted to explain something, but felt that it was not necessary.
But what is necessary? I guess after this incident is over, I should have a good fight with Matsuda Jinpei.
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The author's thoughts:
To popularize science, when a new neon store is opened, wreaths are given out (dignified). Yes, they are similar to the wreaths we use for funerals. The cultural differences are not that big. I even doubt the neon people who came to us to learn culture in ancient times.
Is it because I didn’t learn Chinese well, so I brought it here...in a wrong way (laughs).