[Theatrical Version] The Pitch-Black Stalker [2] Vacation Waste
Mizuma gently knocked on the door of Matsumoto's office, the rhythm was steady and brisk, and only after the sound of "please come in" came from inside did she push the door open and walk in.
"Is it Mizuma, what's the matter?" Matsumoto glanced up, then lowered his head and continued with his work, as if he had a lot of work in his hands and was busy, or that he didn't like to take care of Mizuma.
Mizuma Tsuki is already like this, and Matsumoto's habit is like this, even if the police director comes at this time, he will not let go of his work.
"Administrator, I'm here to ask about my vacation ......" Mizuma sneered, a tail wagging behind her ass could be faintly seen.
"Vacation? you want to ask for leave?" Matsumoto looked like he didn't know anything, and after hearing it, he checked it on the computer on his desk and told Mizumatsuki: "Your accumulated vacation has twelve days, if you want to take a vacation, just go to the first department to find the personnel department, don't use it to find me." However, there have been very difficult big cases recently, and I hope that elites like you will not ask for leave if they have nothing important, of course, if it is a very important matter, it is up to you to weigh it yourself. โ
Looking at the appearance of Matsumoto Management Officer, Mizuma Tsuki's whole person was almost petrified, but he thought that because of Narita Misa's affairs, the vacation might even be ruined. But I only imagined that the management officer might tell him that he didn't ask for leave for some reason, and I didn't expect that the management officer Matsumoto would use such a bad method as pretending to be stupid with him.
Forget it, anyway, I was here to try my luck, so it doesn't matter...... Thinking like this, Mizuma Moon generally said, "No, I don't ask for leave, just ask." He turned away.
"Wait a minute," Managing Officer Matsumoto called Mizumatsuki, "Because of the serial cases in the past few days, now the Metropolitan Police Department has decided to gather the police from all over the country involved in the case and hold a case discussion meeting, and then invited Detective Mori Kogoro as a consultant, you should know him well, so you can receive him." โ
"W-What?" Mizuma asked, her eyes wide, incredulous.
"I said you'd like to receive Mori Kogoro, you two often meet at the scene of the crime, right? "Matsumoto took it for granted.
Seeing that the other party was still pretending to be stupid, Mizuma Moon couldn't say anything, he wasn't the kind of person who would slap the manager's table and say, "I don't agree!" and then pat his chest and say, "I can get all the cases done! No need for detectives!" As a people's policeman who has grown up in two lives, he is always stable and foolproof, and he must not joke about public safety.
So Mizuma just said he knew, and then turned around and went out.
But as soon as she walked out of the office, Mizuma Moon still couldn't hide her loss, and walked with her head drooping.
But Matsumoto asked him to receive Mori Kogoro, and for what?
Mizuma hates detectives to the extreme, and the people in the entire Metropolitan Police Department who know about Mizuma know about this at the same time, so sending Mizuma to receive Mori Kogoro is disgusting Mizuma as a "punishment"? Or is it sending Mizuma to toss Mori Kogoro?
Mizuma Yue felt that it was impossible to send himself to embarrass Maori Kogoro, if he wanted to embarrass others, why would he invite others?
As for punishing yourself?ยท Mizuma Moon thinks it's impossible, although Narita Misa's matter has something to do with herself, but it's not necessarily related, and she doesn't make a mistake, just be a scapegoat and take the blame, so you won't wear small shoes for yourself, right?
What's even more disturbing is that the day after tomorrow is the Qixi Festival, and I don't know what big scenes are waiting for me.
The purpose of Conan's world is to make things happen every festive season, and now this serial murder case is just an appetizer, and the big drama is still to come, and Mizuma Moon still vaguely remembers that it seems that a group of madmen from the black-clad organization in a certain theater version used a helicopter gunship to strafe Tokyo Tower.
"You can't be passive and lazy!" Mizuma stretched her waist, "If you want to have a good Tanabata holiday, you have to redouble your efforts and solve or kill the incident in advance." โ
"What are you going to strangle?" Miwako Sato's voice sounded behind her, startling Mizuma Tsuki.
"Of course, it's to sort out the correlation between the serial cases and kill the murderer's next action!" Mizuma smiled brightly.
"Hmm~ come on. โ
"Come on!" the two men smiled at each other.
At night, an ordinary cheap blue sedan was driving on the viaduct, and the driver turned out to be the public security officer.
There was only one passenger in the car, an aunt who was nearly fifty years old, and she was wearing a cleaning uniform.
If Mizuma Moon or other police officers were here, they might be surprised to find that the aunt turned out to be the sweeping aunt of the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Auntie" whispered to Zero Valley, "Thanks to your cooperation the night before yesterday, I was able to go so smoothly. โ
"It's just a gesture, and you can see that I have friends in the Metropolitan Police Department who have a 'very good relationship'. Zero said casually.
"But if I'm not mistaken, your 'good friend' has caused a lot of trouble for Gin. Aunt Cleaner said, her cloudy eyes shining with a strange light.
"Oh, maybe it's a misunderstanding, after all, he's a good police officer who is very serious and responsible. Falling Valley Zero casually changed the topic and said: "If the police of the Metropolitan Police Department know that the famous Chrissy Wynyard actually swept them away, I don't know if I will be stunned." โ
"It wasn't for the blessing of sweeping the floor that I realized that the underground bomb shelter of the Metropolitan Police Department was a big mystery. "Aunt Sweeper, I'm going to call her Belmode now," Belmode said.
"Oh, what's the mystery? I'm curious. Speaking of curiosity, the expression of Falling Valley Zero was still indifferent.
"Secret. Belmode hadn't taken off her Sweeping Aunt's mask yet, and there was something terrifying about the half-aged face.
"Is it a secret why Belmode inquired about the news, why did he sweep the land for a month?"
"It's very simple, because you only get paid if you work for a month. The voice sounded very feminine and naughty, but the mischievous expression appeared on Belmode's face now, tsk......
"Hahaha! It's worthy of Lord Belmode, and it is rumored that only that adult in the organization knows what Belmode is thinking, and it really lives up to its reputation. Falling Valley Zero laughed heartily.
Somewhere far away, a young man who looked like a high school student took off his headphones, pouted and complained to himself: "What month, from the next day onwards, I am forced to sweep the floor!"