Just when Conan scratched his scalp and couldn't figure out where Aoyama Gomasa was sacred, Matsuda was already confused in the TV station building. That person just now?

Just as Matsuda was shooting Twilight with a paint gun in the warehouse, he sensed that someone on the other side was observing him. At this time, in this place, there is only one name that can be thought of by Matsuda, and that is Kiel, a member of the Black Organization who has just had brief contact with him.

What does it have to do with her now? Matsuda scratched his head, forgetting not to think about such distant things. Sure enough, life still has to grasp the present~~~ Following his gaze, Matsuda slowly approached a studio.

Inside, I happened to see Yoko Okino in a sailor suit, who was filming a TV series full of passion. Uh-huh, it's really a popular idol, this figure, this temperament, tsk. Is this the legendary youthful atmosphere? Or is it the legendary pretending to be tender?

Wondering whether to go out to meet this idol with a side, Matsuda was entangled in one thing. Does Miss Yoko remember me? If I forget, I'll ask for another autograph, and she'll give it to me, right? Isn't it her job to autograph her fans as an idol?

Thinking so casually, Matsuda completely ignored the fact that he could be called a fan of Miss Yoko. And he was too focused on the autograph in his head, how much money it was worth, etc., and he didn't notice that he had been labeled sneaky by the staff, ready to start expelling him.

"Hey, you, hurry up and get out of here, don't peek around here!" a staff member said viciously to Matsuda. This hateful fellow, admiring Miss Yoko so openly should be our unique patent.

"Huh?" Matsuda casually took out his police officer card: "I am a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Division 1, and now the investigation is underway, don't come and disturb me." ”

"Investigate what!?" the staff member said forcefully, "Even if you are a police officer, but you peep at our filming scene for no reason, I will complain to you." ”

"Officer Matsuda?" had just finished filming a scene, and Yoko Okino and the people in the camera crew were idle, and they all noticed Matsuda who was arguing with the staff outside.

"Hey, Miss Yoko, it's rare that you remember me. Matsuda immediately ignored the staff member next to him and directly greeted Yoko.

Yoko smiled, "The humorous Officer Matsuda left a deep impression on me. However, how did Officer Matsuda end up here?"

"Well, of course, it's because something happened here. Matsuda gently took the question: "Yoko-san, that, that, signature, last signature"

"What?" Yoko asked curiously, "Is there any problem?" Officer Matsuda should have a good collection. ”

"Ah, haha. Matsuda forced a smile: "I just suddenly felt that it would be more perfect if I could have a signed photo of Miss Yoko." "Yes, that's it. A signed photo must be much more expensive than a signature, ha, in my mind, why don't I go to the sea to do business?

"You're so shameless. Just when Matsuda was a little proud, Kogoro's voice suddenly came from his side: "I obviously heard that you gave the autograph to a colleague in the search class." Kogoro, who casually exposed Matsuda, didn't look at Matsuda from beginning to end, and stared at Yoko with a pair of eyes: "Miss Yoko, we're meeting again." As soon as I heard that you were here, I rushed to meet again."

I was taken aback by Kogoro's sudden appearance, and when I heard Kogoro splashing dirty water casually, he immediately responded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! Obviously it was snatched by that guy!" Uh" After losing his words, Matsuda watched Yoko's hands being grabbed by Kogoro, and he could only smile apologetically at himself. Zhilu said that there was no hope of getting a very valuable and valuable young and beautiful Miss Yoko signed photo today, and turned away in disappointment.

Thinking of the original version, the sleeping Kogoro made Yoko Okino rush over the filming, but he couldn't even get a signed photo. Matsuda felt like he had a fire in his belly. I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep well tonight, angry!

Early the next morning, Sato came to Matsuda's hut, pulled Matsuda up, and asked Matsuda while he was busy washing, "I heard about last night." ”

"Sato, I was handsome at the time. Matsuda brushed Ya while posing in front of the mirror in a handsome pose.

"It's yesterday that you slipped away again. Sato shook his head helplessly: "Do you know how long the police department looked for you last night?"

"What a joke. Matsuda wilted: "I wasn't on duty yesterday, so why should I take over the annoying follow-up work." ”

"You won't be so lazy one day. Sato saw that Matsuda was almost done, walked out of the room, and got into the car first to wait for him.

As Matsuda got into the car and sat in the co-pilot, Sato took out a bag from behind and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Matsuda opened the bag with his hand: "Bean bag?"

"yes, to reward you for your performance yesterday. Sato said with a smile when he thought of something.

"Woo, woo, Sato, you're so nice. Matsuda took a bite of the bun and said vaguely: "I have breakfast when I leave early, and the treatment is really good." ”

"What an early departure!" Sato knocked Matsuda's head and said funny, "It's your reasoning yesterday." ”

"Eh, you really know how to do it, who told you?" Matsuda wondered, could it be Takagi? Well, he dared to sneak close to Sato, and he must be good-looking if he has a chance. With the heart of self-reliance, Matsuda secretly thought about how to rectify the poor rookie Officer Takagi.

"Stupid, don't you know that your reasoning was broadcast live across the country yesterday?" Sato really didn't know what Matsuda had in his head.

"National live broadcast?" Matsuda heard a thunderbolt-like news, and his first reaction was: "I was really handsome at the time, and you are willing to buy me breakfast Sato!"

Sato grabbed the bag in Matsuda's hand angrily and funny: "You go to the front intersection to buy breakfast by yourself, I'll go to the Metropolitan Police Department first." ”

Matsuda, who couldn't get out of the car with a dead face, was like a good baby all the way, not saying a word. All the way to the Metropolitan Police Department, Sato parked his car in the garage and got out of the car. Matsuda covered his belly and blushed his face, staring at her pitifully for a while, without blinking his eyes. I'm still looking at you, I'm looking at you, I'm going to look at you all the time.

Sato still has a fairly high level of immunity to Matsuda's rogue methods, but when he thought that Matsuda really didn't eat breakfast this morning because of his relationship, he relented and threw the bean bag to him.

And Matsuda, who was honest all the way, ate the bean buns in the bag in two bites, and then rubbed his round belly, caught up with Sato, and began to run the train in his mouth: "Hey, in fact, Sato, you don't have to give it to me." As long as I can see you all the time this morning, I won't be hungry. Really!"

Sato listened to Matsuda's words and stopped. Matsuda immediately took a step back, a meter away, and looked at Sato defensively, afraid that she would make some drastic moves. The short distance of one meter can only play a role in psychological comfort, not that Matsuda doesn't want to be seven or eight meters behind, but Matsuda is afraid that if he really runs too far, he will be drilled by the kid Shiratori. When the time comes, I can only wipe my tears in the corners. So, for the sake of your own happiness in the future, let's suffer a little now, Matsuda has an expression that I won't go to hell, who will go to hell. I hope I won't be hurt too much later

Completely oblivious to Matsuda's deep inner struggles, pain and torment. Sato walked to the newspaper shelf next to him, took a copy of today's newspaper, and threw it to Matsuda: "Seeing this, I'm afraid you will be reluctant to look at me more today." ”

"Why, I only have you in my eyes, Sato. "There was no attack beyond the scope of human beings, Matsuda smiled luckily, feeling that he had made a lot of money today. Still, I opened the newspaper and looked for something noteworthy.

Saddam Hussein stole Bush's pressure cooker? The Saiyans invaded the earth on a large scale? Sora Aoi quit show business and got married? What was it that was the miraculous and messy content printed in the newspaper that made Sato misunderstand me so much? Filled with curiosity, Matsuda saw at first glance what he wanted to know.

There is always only one truth! Murder in the Void, the Death of a Producer of Nikyoi TV Stations! The headline on the front page caught Matsuda's eyes, making Matsuda feel the urge to tear up the newspaper.

For what!?for what!?for what!?for what!?for the photo printed on the page of this death incident, it would be me!! Matsuda thought indignantly. Originally, I saw that the photo of myself playing handsome last night was on the front page, Matsuda Dale, and I felt that I had earned it, but as soon as I looked at the title, it was immediately cloudy and thunderous. I'll go, what kind of level is this editor, pick it out from the elementary school students' essays.

Also, there is only one thing I really want to do, isn't this the mantra of that little ghost? I am not the substitute for that little ghost, why should I quote him in my deeds! It is still the first sentence! Matsuda, who looks at it more and more unpleasantly, begins to find fault with unlimited activities. It's either wrong here, or it's not good there, and all kinds of trivial things can be picked up by Matsuda and nitpicked.

Here, here, and here. Leaning on his desk, Matsuda revised the paper. I can't stand it anymore!! I'm going to be a reporter, I'm going to print a newspaper, I'm going to expose all his underwear! Matsuda-kun, who was full of flames, really didn't look at her after reading this newspaper, just as Sato said.

Well, I have to say, this is a very sad result, and some important moments in life will always be lost inadvertently