Chapter 184 Takaji Sosuke, who talks serious nonsense
Hattori Heiji felt an unprecedented crisis. He didn't know why he was dissatisfied with this handsome police officer. Perhaps he was worried that the followers and leaves who had been following him would leave him, so that he would lose a person.
playmate?
Well, that must be the case. We can't let an idiot like Kazuye be abducted by a guy who looks like a polite scum.
As a childhood sweetheart, I have an obligation to protect her physical and mental health and to prevent her from getting hurt in the future.
Hattori Heiji had already imagined dozens of scenes of Takaji police officers playing with the feelings of his childhood sweetheart. He put his hands in his pockets and stepped on his feet to make himself look more powerful.
The hostility on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a smile brighter than the sun:
"It's okay! A policeman who has a good relationship with Officer Otaki must also be a good policeman...and Officer Takaji, you are left-handed, right?"
One second his expression was filled with dark clouds, but the next second the sky cleared up after the rain?
Although Fujiwara Yu was a little puzzled, he still didn't show it. He followed Hattori Heiji's intention and asked:
"Yes, how did Hattori-san figure it out?"
"It's very simple, because there are thin calluses on the second joint of your left index finger and the tiger's mouth, and your lower arm obviously has more muscles than your upper arm. This not only shows that you are left-handed, but also shows that you have practiced Iaido. My reasoning
right?"
With an observational ability that should not be underestimated and a wealth of theoretical knowledge, this kid named Hattori Heiji is quite interesting. Maybe he will become as good a detective as Ellery Quinn in the future.
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"I didn't expect Hattori-san to be so good at such a young age. I am indeed left-handed and have also practiced Iaido."
"Officer Takaji, you must be very good, right? I have learned kendo. The house at home is very big and there are many guest rooms." Hattori Heiji didn't finish his sentence at the end. He always felt that he was expressing his thoughts in front of Uncle Toyama.
It’s not a good idea to say it out loud, and I don’t know if the person in front of me has it in mind. I hope he is a person with a conscience.
And just as Hattori Heiji finished speaking, a girl's voice with a strong Kansai accent came out of the room:
"Heiji, who are you standing in front of my house talking to?"
"Who am I talking to you..." Hattori Heiji, who suddenly felt a piercing gaze, quickly said with a smile: "Of course it has something to do with you. This is Officer Otaki's subordinate, Officer Takaji Sosuke!"
Osaka girl Kazuha Toyama with a ponytail stood next to her father, blinking her big eyes and looking at the extremely high-altitude police officer Sosuke Takaji, thinking in her heart: It's amazing, can the police dye their hair?
?
Fujiwara Yu, who didn't realize that he was labeled a "scumbag", didn't understand why Hattori Heiji added the following sentence at first, but combined with Toyama Kazuha who appeared at the door at this moment, he instantly understood that the hostility had changed.
Where did it come from.
It turns out that the black-skinned kid is jealous, which is kind of interesting.
It would be great if he could stay at Hattori's house. Fujiwara Yu naturally would not give up the opportunity to get close to the head of the department. He once again followed Hattori Heiji's idea and said:
"In that case, I wonder if I can stay at Hattori-san's house for two nights?"
"Of course you can, but the premise is that you want to spar with me in kendo!" Hattori Heiji didn't want to show too much excitement, so he had to use the spar as an excuse to make the idiots and Ye next to him suspicious.
Although Toyama Ginjiro was a veteran, he didn't think there was anything wrong. On the contrary, he thought it was inappropriate to let Officer Takaji live at home as he had agreed to earlier. He really didn't expect Heiji to solve a troublesome matter with just a few words.
He reached out and patted Hattori Heiji's shoulder and said with a slight smile:
"It's getting late. Heiji, please take Takashi back. It won't be too late to discuss the matter another day."
"Okay, then Uncle Toyama, Officer Otaki, and Kazuha, I'm going back first." Hattori Heiji cast his gaze at Sosuke Takaji. Seeing that he was so discerning, he no longer held any prejudice and said cheerfully:
"Mr. Takaji, come with me."
Unexpectedly, this jealous kid changed his name even after he got his way.
After Fujiwara Yu bowed slightly, he turned around and walked diagonally across to the Hattori House, which was larger than the Toyama House. It could be seen that the Hattori Heiji family's family was very well-off. Otherwise, in such a place with so much land, they wouldn't have such a big piece of land.
land.
"I'll give you this guest room. My parents are not at home tonight. If you need anything, just tell me." Hattori Heiji has the hospitality of an Osaka native. He looked at the sports handbag in Fujiwara Yu's hand.
, asked: "That's all you have?"
"I plan to transport my things over to Tokyo after I find a place to stay."
"Oh, that's it. If there's nothing else to do, I'll go out first."
Fujiwara Yu originally wanted to close the door and straighten things out a bit, but he was more delicate and noticed that Hattori was hesitant to speak. Thinking of the scene when he pushed the motorcycle into the courtyard, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"Do you need me to take you to school tomorrow?"
"ha?"
"You seem to be very interested in motorcycles. Do you want me to take you to school on a bicycle?"
Hattori Heiji had an image of himself sitting in the back seat of a motorcycle in his mind, and he quickly shook his head and refused. He didn't want to go to school in that state, as he would be "laughed at" by his classmates... Besides, sitting in the back seat was completely uncool.
Fujiwara Yu naturally saw through the adolescent self-esteem that was not worth a few yen. He would not be stupid enough to instruct a child under the age of sixteen to ride a motorcycle, but this could be a reason to stay overnight for a few more days.
He folded his arms and leaned against the edge of the door. He could easily see the top of the other person's head due to the height difference:
"When you turn sixteen, I will give you a car. In fact, I am not short of money. You should have noticed it by now, right?"
"That's natural. The value of your motorcycle is something that a boss like Officer Otaki who is not interested in cars and motorcycles can't see. If my parents come home and see you, they will definitely try their best to investigate your whereabouts.
." Hattori Heiji replied calmly.
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"If you didn't choose to go to that idiot Kazuha's house, you wouldn't be a bad person." Hattori Heiji raised his eyes and looked directly into those clear ultramarine eyes, his tone sounded like a young adult: "And I trust my detective intuition,
If you were a bad person, you would secretly teach me how to ride a bicycle. It would be much easier to please me than to please my parents."
The analysis is quite reasonable and well-founded.
But a kid is a kid... he still has beautiful thoughts about this society.
Fujiwara Yu suddenly felt that this black-skinned brat was quite to his liking. He felt that his year in Osaka would not be boring, and he might even be able to try to train a wise general who would be useful in the future.
Thinking of this, he became interested in boarding in the future, and said in a brisk tone:
"Hatori-san, in return, let me tell you a secret."
"Oh? Okay."
"The secret is - my hair is dyed."
"..."
The corner of Hattori Heiji's mouth twitched slightly. Isn't this well known? No one really believes that someone is born with purple hair, right? No, it seems that many people do believe it. Otherwise, how would this guy pass the police academy examination?
How to become a qualified police officer.
"I'm going to lie to you. In fact, my hair was born like this. My mother ate grapes and purple cabbage all the time when she was pregnant with me. Maybe it's a genetic mutation."
"You think I'm an idiot, only ghosts believe it!"
Fujiwara Yu had long thought that Hattori Heiji would not believe it, so he immediately took out the photo he had prepared in advance and put it into Heiji's hand. He did not explain it, but pouted his mouth to show him to see it for himself.
Hattori Heiji, who was deceived, looked down at the photos without any trace of pornography, and was shocked - because these photos were taken from infancy, and each one had purple hair, so there was no trace of fraud at all?!
It's scary if you can't see the fraud. Are there really people with purple hair in this world? Could it be that eating too many grapes and purple cabbage caused a genetic mutation?
Fujiwara Yu suppressed a smile and observed Hattori Heiji's expression, and after confirming that he believed it, he took away the photo and said:
"I was discriminated against since I was a child, so I wanted to prove my worth by becoming a police officer."
"Sorry, I just..."
"It's okay, no normal person would believe it. It's getting late, so let's go to bed early. I bought the toiletries on the way here, so there's nothing I'm missing."