"Asai... Miss Honesty, right? My name is Miwako Sato."
Miwako Sato stepped forward and extended her hand to Aso Minoru in a friendly manner, introduced herself with a smile: "Thank you for assisting the police."
"If I want to thank you, it should actually be me."
Asami, who gradually emerged from the heavy gunfire and bullets just now, raised her head slightly, looked at the Tokyo policewoman in front of her who was taller than herself, shook hands and thanked her.
Wearing a light brown lady's suit, she is about 1.7 meters tall, with short hair that looks slightly smarter. Although her facial features are delicate under the light makeup, there is a rare dash of heroism between her brows.
"I'll have someone take you to the hospital for a checkup to see if you're injured."
"No need to go to such trouble, Officer Sato. It's just a little skin injury. I'm a doctor at Tsukikage Island Clinic and can handle it."
Aso Minoru glanced at her friend and politely declined Sato Miwako's kindness.
He was originally a man, and if he went to the hospital for a full-body examination, the whole secret would be revealed. Although the revenge was now avenged, he was still embarrassed to reveal his secret of dressing up as a woman in front of such people.
Miwako Sato, who noticed the eye contact between Katsumi Uehara and Minoru Aso, raised her eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little gurgling in her heart.
Although she couldn't explain it, she didn't know why, but she always felt like something was strange.
"Is that so, I understand, then the subsequent transcript will be——"
"Forget the notes for now. We haven't arrested the leader of this drug cartel yet. It won't be too late to arrest the remaining one before we can talk about this."
Seeing that Miwako Sato was about to start business, Katsuki Uehara quickly interrupted: "Otherwise, that person will most likely slip through the net."
"Is there anyone else?"
Hearing this, Miwako Sato frowned and glanced subconsciously at Hideo Kawashima and Tatsuji Kuroiwa who were being handcuffed and carried away by the police: "Didn't you just say that in your reply to my email?
These two? Why didn’t you mention the third one?”
"Well, it's probably because there's something wrong with that person." Uehara Katsuki pointed to his head, his brows raised with a trace of undisguised mockery.
"?"
"To put it in layman's terms, that guy did too many bad things and started to become superstitious about gods and ghosts. It just so happened that after the former village chief of Moon Shadow Island died of cardiac paralysis, the piano used by Keiji Aso was lost to those who respected him.
Played the song "Moonlight"..."
Katsumi Hara did not explain the rest of the matter too carefully, but Miwako Sato had already guessed his unspoken follow-up.
Don’t do bad things, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.
The simplest truth.
Aso, who expected her name to appear in Katsuki Uehara's mouth, didn't hear it for a long time. She turned to look at him in surprise, just as he made a vague "ok" gesture towards her.
Who respects Keiji Aso the most...
Secretly chewing the nickname from his friend's mouth, Aso Minoru lowered his head and glanced at his arm that had just been scratched by the glass fragments, and the smile on his face became more and more exuberant.
Ahead, Katsuki Uehara, who was 1.81 meters tall, caught up with Miwako Sato in two steps and walked alongside her.
"Uehara, what's the name of the third person in the drug gang?"
"Ken Nishimoto, a neurasthenic patient with a spiky hair, quit the drug business two years ago because of his illness."
During the conversation, Miwako Sato couldn't help but feel emotional after learning the whole story of the drug smuggling that took place on the island.
Human heart.
"By the way, Uehara, how did you deceive the old policeman on Moon Shadow Island? When I arrested him, he obviously thought you trusted him."
"I didn't lie to him. Everything I said to him was true. Otherwise, how could he believe me so much? And Miwako, you know me. I never lie."
Miwako Sato, who was still listening carefully at the front, couldn't help but roll her eyes at the end.
here we go again.
"Call me Zuotou, or senior. I'm three years older than you."
"I don't mind if a female junior is holding a gold brick."
"...Uehara, has anyone ever told you that you are really thick-skinned?" Miwako Sato, who had no choice but to hold her forehead, let out a long sigh and completely gave up on correcting her junior's behavior, which was like a knives.
The reason why she took Katsumi Uehara under her wing for three months and then called it a day was that, in addition to his fast learning ability, his shameless ruffian style was also something she found difficult to adapt to.
Forget it, she laughs and laughs normally, she also laughs and laughs at work. Although Miwako Sato didn't say she told anyone about this latter point, her serious character determined that she was actually a little disgusted with it.
The most important thing is that Katsuki Uehara only stayed in the Metropolitan Police Department for a year in total. In the first few months, he was somewhat restrained, but in the next few months, it was clear that "Senior, I want to chase you" was clearly written on his face.
.
Even if she repeatedly and clearly refuses office romance, saying that she does not want to fall in love with anyone, and has decided to dedicate her time to protecting the citizens of Tokyo, it will not help.
"Yes, every girl said that when I was in school."
"So you're showing me off a lot about your ex-girlfriend?"
"Let me state in advance that they took the initiative to pursue me."
Katsuki Uehara shrugged and admitted generously: "Speaking of which, Miwako, you are so beautiful, there must be a lot of people chasing you."
"Is there any?" Miwako Sato frowned after hearing this, and thought about it carefully for a while: "No."
Looking through the historical memories in my mind, it seemed that Katsuki Uehara was the only one who really stated that he wanted to pursue her.
This was the first time in Miwako Sato's life that she met a person like Uehara Katsumi who did not care about the face of failure at all. She even once doubted whether the "student" she had taught was enjoying chasing girls.
In other words, he is just enjoying the interactions with women of the same age.
According to the sexual interrogation investigation of my best friend Yumi Miyamoto, Uehara Katsumi was not idle even when he was undergoing training at the police academy.
The most troublesome thing is that Katsumi Uehara never hides his past, personality, and preferences. To a certain extent, he is surprisingly candid.
"In that case, why not consider me?" Katsuki Uehara took advantage of every opportunity to make a fool of himself.
"..."
Miwako Sato, who had long been used to being raped, stopped and turned to look at the playful former student. She took out a pair of handcuffs from her right hand and said, "You haven't been thrown over the shoulder in a long time.
Are you ready? Or do you want to be cuffed in by me?"
"I choose 2."
Katsuki Uehara immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but the smile on his lips never faded: "But I think it's a bit risky to handcuff him, why don't you set a safe word first?
"What about apples? Or pineapple."
"Not very good, your taste needs to be improved." Miwako Sato rolled her eyes, turned the handcuffs and walked towards Nishimoto Ken's residence.