Chapter 353: The seven people in the special search all have crow’s mouth and are strong
Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 353: The seven people in the special search all have a crow's mouth.
March 15th, Jin Yao day.
The search class on the tenth floor of the Metropolitan Police Department has been noisy since the morning, with messy footsteps and greetings, and people discussing the situation in the office with loud voices, as if they are worried that the police officers in the next office will
As if dozing off, not willing to stop for a moment.
The office of Special Souqiu No. 7 was quiet, and everyone was doing their own thing. The senior management did not assign the task of re-investigating the cold eucalyptus. There was no case that required them to be present, so they naturally squatted in the office and fished.
But this atmosphere was quickly broken by Takagi Wataru. He kicked his feet to make the wheels of his office chair roll. He held today's morning newspaper in his hand and came to Yin Dahang's side. His still low volume continued to follow the content.
Pull up:
"Senior Yin Da, last night the medieval armor in the Mihua Art Museum actually walked on its own. It was incredible. Do you think it was controlled by someone or the undead in the armor was resurrected?"
"Takagi, why do you still believe this kind of nonsense to deceive children? How can there be ghosts in this world? It is probably a trick of the museum to attract tourists. Aren't there many people who like the supernatural now?" Yin Dahang said helplessly
Curling his lips, he realized that Takagi Wataru was quite childish sometimes and would often be interested in such things.
Takagi Wataru touched his chin and nodded. He didn't agree that ghosts existed in the world, but he simply thought it was very interesting. He thought that if Officer Sato was interested in the art exhibition, could he send out an invitation?
Takagi Wataru, who has always been an activist, mustered up the courage to come to Miwako Sato and asked in a low voice:
"Um, Officer Sato, are you free after get off work today?"
"Huh? Let me think about it... Yumi asked me to go to karaoke tomorrow. I have time today. What can I do for you?" Miwako Sato counted the time on her fingers and asked.
"I, I want to invite you to the Mihua Art Museum, which is holding a medieval art exhibition." Takagi Watari scratched his cheek. He was already a little nervous and stuttered when he spoke.
Miwako Sato tilted her head. After staring at Takagi Wataru seriously for a few seconds, she showed a hearty smile:
"Haha, Takagi, do you think I'm the type to go to art exhibitions? You'd better find someone else to go to, like the Eagle Division, he looks more like an artistic person. A rough guy like me can't understand an art exhibition.
La!"
"...Huh? Ah, okay, okay."
Takagi Wataru never expected to be rejected for such a reason. He drooped his head like a golden retriever abandoned by his owner, curled his mouth and returned to his work station, sighing at a volume that only he could hear.
Fujiwara Yu, who had already pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, did not expect that he could be shot while lying down. He felt the "hostility" of several subordinates, so he had to pretend that nothing happened and got up to make a cup of comfort for Takagi Wataru.
Nature of coffee.
"Takagi, let's have a cup of coffee."
"Thank you, police department."
Fujiwara Yu held his chin and took out his mobile phone. He secretly opened his inbox and looked at the emails he had saved.
It was sent by Miyano Akemi, and the content was nothing more than a thank you for the chocolate and sleep-aid aromatherapy she gave me yesterday.
The chocolate was made by Fujiwara Yuu himself, because he felt that making it by himself would better reflect his intentions. However, he was not careful about the packaging, so that the milk chocolate was wrapped in brown oil paper and it was almost impossible to find the chocolate.
As for the sleep-aid aromatherapy, this is one he often uses. It works well and smells good, so he "harassed" Yin Sen Hontang three times to make sure that the gift would not be a burden before giving it away together with the chocolates.
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In fact, it was Fujiwara Yuu's trick to give him sleep-aid aromatherapy. When he saw Miyano Akemi several times, he never smelled the scent of perfume on her body. He could only smell the faint orange scent of shampoo on her hair.
Therefore, there is a second reason for choosing sleep aid aromatherapy, that is, I hope that her body will smell the same as mine.
Jingle Bell.
The ringing of the landline phone interrupted Fujiwara Yu's thoughts. He realized that something needed to be brought to the scene, and immediately entered work mode. While putting the phone in his pocket, he stood up to put on his suit jacket.
Takagi Wataru, who was closest to the landline, was always in charge of answering the phone. After hearing the location of the incident, his eyes widened in surprise:
"You mean the location of the haircut is at the Mihua Art Museum?!"
Hearing this sentence, everyone's expressions changed. It's not that they thought it was strange that a murder occurred in an art museum, but they were secretly sighing in their hearts: Everyone in Tokusou Seven is really a crow's mouth. Just a second ago, I thought...
Go to the exhibition, now it’s better... I will directly give you a chance to visit the exhibition at public expense.
"Okay, I understand. Let's go there immediately." Takagi Wataru hung up the phone and reported directly to Takaji Sosuke: "Police department, a vicious murder occurred at Mihua Art Museum. Since the art exhibition is free, the scene
There are so many people, it seems that some reporters have already rushed to the scene!"
"Then let's set off quickly." Fujiwara Yuu did not forget to tell Miwako Sato before leaving, speaking very quickly: "Sato, you take Takagi there with you, just drive two cars."
"yes."
Fujiwara Yuu drove his car alone to the scene of the eucalyptus discovery. When he saw the yellow cordon at the entrance of Miwa Art Museum was filled with reporters who came after hearing the news, he turned his head and looked at the two people who arrived at the scene at the same time:
"Sato, Takagi, you go in first to protect the scene and ask irrelevant personnel to leave immediately."
"Yes, police department!"
After letting the two of them enter the Rice Flower Museum, Fujiwara Yu saw the reporters rushing towards him like wolves. His already serious expression became even more grim after seeing this. He had always hated dealing with death scenes.
Annoying reporter.
He could understand that this was the job of reporters, but he also hoped that reporters would not interfere with his work and expose the murder scene at will without knowing the truth, which would undoubtedly cause secondary harm to the family of the victim.
"Officer Eagle, may I ask if this case has anything to do with medieval armor? Is it really a ghost causing trouble?"
"Officer Eagle, please answer my question. Do you believe that ghosts exist in this world?"
Annoying questions like these made Fujiwara Yu frown. Might these reporters not know the answers to the questions they asked? They were just trying to add fuel to the news report to attract attention.
He put his hands in his pockets to ensure that he would not run into these people, because some of these people might have dark thoughts. If he reached out to push them away, it would be rumored that the police had injured someone.
"Before the case is solved, our police have the obligation to keep it confidential. As for this boring question, I think you also know what the answer is... Could you please give me a way, and please don't delay my work.
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He never liked reporters who asked questions at the scene of a murder, so there was no need to look down upon them.
Anyway, haven’t the outside world always said that I like to show off my face to others? I don’t mind being portrayed as darker.