It was already past two o'clock in the morning when he returned to the research institute, and Ritsu Sasashima walked towards Laboratory No. 5, hoping that the Miyano guy had rested by this time.

But things often don't go as I want, and when I opened the door of the laboratory, I saw Shiho Miyano, who was dozing off on the table, raised her head after hearing the movement, she rubbed her eyes and asked, "Are you back?" ”

“…… Well. ”

Hearing that there was something wrong with his voice, the sensitive Miyano Shiho immediately looked at the small actions he deliberately hid on the right, and she probably guessed what was going on, and said, "The medicine box is under the third cabinet." ”

Sure enough, there was no way to escape her eyes, and Ritsu Sasashima was embarrassed: "Well, it's just a little injured." ”

"Really? Then change here and let me see the wound. ”

“…… Then please help me deal with it. ”

Shiho Miyano rolled his eyes, took the medicine box with a cold face, put it on the laboratory table and said, "Take it off, let me see." ”

This sentence came out of the mouth of a little girl, which was a little weird.

Ritsu Sasashima was hesitating whether to only expose his shoulders or take them off completely, and Miyano, who saw that he was unresponsive, had to take out the scissors and start directly, and with two clicks, he cut a good long-sleeved T-shirt into a sleeveless.

"Ah, that's what you call a small injury?"

The fifteen-centimeter-long wound was shocking, the bright red liquid was still seeping out, and there were even a lot of broken glass slags in the wound, but fortunately it did not damage the large blood vessels.

"Uh, a little better for a gunshot wound?"

"Heh, it doesn't hurt you."

Shiho Miyano took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and rinsed it on the wound, and it was quite surprising to see that his face did not change and endured the pain, it seems that he had suffered this kind of injury before.

After rinsing the wound a few times, press the tweezers and start to deal with the glass residue in the wound, the action is very gentle, for fear that he will feel pain if he is not treated properly.

"You can be a little heavier, too light... It's a little itchy. ”

"Oh."

After treating the wound, Shiho Miyano turned around and went inside the cabinet to take out the absorbable 5-0 sutures and began to suture.

Seeing her carefully stitching her wounds, Ritsu Sasashima couldn't help but say, "There's no need to use cosmetic sutures for me, right?" Shoulder scarring and..."

"If you talk nonsense, I'll sew your mouth shut."

“……”

Sashima instantly confessed and chose to shut up the microphone, because he felt that Miyano was really capable of such a thing.

Some people, whether they are old or young... Born with the character of a queen.

Watching her take the trouble to seal the wound with cosmetic sutures and then apply some medicine, and tying sterile bandages is also considered a great success.

"How did you get scratched by the glass?"

Sashima saw that he had become a sleeveless garment, so he had to put on the coat that was still stained with blood and had a cut in it, and said, "I met the police when I was on duty... In a dilemma, I had to break the window and run. ”

"So it was cut by glass in the process of breaking the window?"

"Hmm."

"Well deserved."

“……”

Sasashima said that he was speechless, he really deserved it, but he didn't want to steal any confidential documents, and he hadn't sent the USB flash drive to Gin yet.

He stood up and walked in the direction of the computer, trying to raise his right arm to manipulate the mouse, only to realize that this operation could not be done with Miyano's perfect bandage.

"Miyano, come for a favor?"

"Can't the injured go back to their room to rest? What are you doing here? ”

"I want to see the contents of the USB flash drive, and I finally stole it back, so I always have the right to know, right?"

“…… Oh. ”

Miyano Shiho was also a little curious about the contents of the USB flash drive, so he took it and squatted down and plugged it into the chassis, and then helped manipulate the mouse to click on the files in the USB flash drive.

There was very little stuff in that computer, and there was definitely something wrong with one of the locked folders, and the two looked at each other looking at the six-digit password.

"Don't you know the password?" Miyano asked.

"Miike Fumitake's company is very heavily guarded, so he may not put a lot of effort into the password, and it is mostly related to his important days or events."

After Ritsu Sasashima expressed his thoughts, he groped his mobile phone to search for the time when Miike Software Co., Ltd. was founded, or when it was listed.

#三池软件株式会社雅虎百科#

"Found it, you try it 720215 password."

Shiho Miyano tapped on the keyboard and found that the password was incorrect, and Sasashima said, "Then try 790901." ”

This time the password is correct, and the locked folder is opened directly.

"I didn't expect you to have the talent to be a detective? Do you usually like to watch "Sherlock Holmes"? ”

"Oh, I'm not going to be Sherlock Holmes, with what I'm doing now... I can only be Professor Moriarty. Ritsu Sasashima laughed at himself, he was now on the opposite side of Sherlock Holmes.

Miyano Shiho couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "You say that it's quite similar, Napoleon of the criminal world... Beware of Sherlock Holmes pushing you down the Reichenbach Falls. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll go around the waterfall in the future."

The two stopped joking and looked at the computer screen to see what the classified documents Gin wanted him to steal were.

The first 20 or so pictures are all about remittance bills, and it wasn't until the latter two people realized that the company was not listed in a short period of time because of the successful development of the software. It's that Miike Bunwu secretly colluded with arms dealers to sell arms to help launder stolen money, which is really a bad thing.

"This is the favorite hand of the people in the organization, I'm afraid that Mr. Miike is in a hurry at the moment, right?" Although Miyano Shiho does not approve of the organization's practices, he will definitely not sympathize with such criminals, and it would be good to punish them severely.

"Even if Miike Bunmu knew that the confidential documents had been stolen, he would not let the police intervene in the investigation, and most likely would claim that his things were not lost."

"Yes, if such a document is seen by the police, it will definitely be in prison for the rest of its life."

"Knowing this, the organization can indeed do whatever it wants, and it can become a long-term meal ticket."

Shiho Miyano shook his head and denied: "You don't know Gin well enough, he has always liked to make only one transaction, and this time he will probably pay with one hand and deliver with the other." ”

"Wouldn't it be better to cast a long line to catch big fish, and Miike will not stop this business because of this."

"You have to ask Gin himself, I don't know, maybe this transaction method is safer, and the other party is more willing to pay, and it won't be to the extent that the fish die and the net is broken."

"It's really cautious."

With a gang like Gin running a very important task force, it's no wonder that the National Police Agency has collected so little information.

Smart enough and cunning enough, like a loach in the mud, as long as one is not careful, you will find yourself falling short.

Buzzing.

The phone on the table vibrate, and Ritsu Sasashima picked it up and glanced at it to see that it was a message from Gin.

[Gin: Kantocho 3-4 place, Moonlight bar, bring USB flash drive.] ]

"I've got to go out, Mr. Gin is calling me."

"Well, pay attention to safety, I think you should have studied medicine, so I won't repeat the things that need to be paid attention to in wounds."

“… Yes, I know. ”

Before going out, Sasashima couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's already three o'clock in the morning, is Gin still a model worker? It's hard not to wonder if his silver hair is getting whiter.

As a model worker's subordinates, it's really miserable.