Toru Asada stared at the tattered piece of paper in his hand for two seconds, and grabbed the back collar of President Mizumi with a nuclear face: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to 20,000 yen right now." ”

After saying that, he smiled at the president of the water and touched the gun on his waist, his expression was not like he wanted to beat people to 20,000 yen, but as if he wanted to hang people on the spot and sacrifice the flag.

The Twilight Police Department only felt that the number of light coughs he had been coughing had increased exponentially recently, and several times his colleagues asked him with concern if he wanted to go to the hospital for an ENT department.

After all, he coughed incessantly and looked a lot like chronic pharyngitis.

"Sorry, sorry, I got it wrong." Sensing that the paper in his hand was wrong, the president rubbed his round belly in embarrassment, and then skillfully pulled out a smile that had been in the business world for many years, and took out another letter from his pocket.

The letter paper is a very soft A4 paper, with a cheap fluorescent smell, and a few crooked blocks of words pasted on it, which look like they were cut out of the inter-issue newspaper, and the threatening letter was already a little wrinkled when it was taken out of the pocket, probably from the unpleasant friction with the suit of the president of the water president.

[Bastard bald, we should settle the accounts from nine years ago, wash our necks and wait for Lao Tzu - Hirao Gui]

"That's it," President Minakami's tone trembled slightly, his pupils dilated, and a golden light reflected from the crystal chandelier in the venue, "I sent him to prison nine years ago, and he finally came to take revenge on me." ”

Toru Asada's eyes swept over the head of the intimidating Shinwa Mizumi president, and then he yawned boredly.

After a trip in vain, he thought that he could find a clue to Hirao Takashi here.

"So this guy doesn't need personal protection at all, we just need to give him a wig—uh-"

Before the brown-haired young man's words fell, Hagiwara Ken's eyes quickly covered his friend's mouth, and the Twilight Police Department glared at his subordinates fiercely before turning around and reassuring the president of the water in a serious manner.

"Rest assured, we'll get the guy out before he does."

"W- do you remember when you received the threatening letter?" Kudo Shinichi didn't know when he came over and joined the conversation between a group of adults.

"It's not been long since Hirao Gui escaped, anyway, it's either yesterday or the day before yesterday." Suddenly, the president of the water president who was grabbed by a child and asked questions looked unhappy, and before he had time to attack, Toru Asada broke free from his claws at the same time, and his usual lazy tail tone interrupted the little detective's questioning.

"Officer Aada!" Kudo Shinichi's voice was slightly raised, and his dissatisfied little expression looked like he was going to jump three feet high in the next second, and then Kenji Hagiwara raised his hand and pressed his head.

Kenji Hagiwara sighed slightly.

He felt that he was simply a bear child today, and he pressed the rhythm of one after another as if he was playing some kind of real whack-a-mole.

Truth be told, he should be wearing a Hawaiian sea-style shirt and chatting happily with the young lady, and this role of a male mother who cares for older children is not suitable for him.

The little detective looked up at Kenji Hagiwara with a puzzled expression, but his hairy expression faded a little under the smiling gaze of the black-haired youth, and he lowered his voice when he spoke again.

"Officer Hagiwara, we don't have any information in our hands."

Kudo Shinichi's big eyes clearly wrote, "Why don't you let me ask."

"Archer knows it." Kenji Hagiwara smiled and pressed his hand on the top of Kudo's head before returning to a standing position with his hands in his pockets.

"Hey, I didn't have any clues, so I gave up." Kogoro Maori scoffed at this.

The little detective was slightly dissatisfied, and on the other side, the police department pressed the brim of his hat, and was still seriously discussing the matter of the threatening letter with the president of the water president, Toru Asada became more and more impatient the more he listened, and his eyes drifted straight to the venue.

"Yes, we'll be responsible for your safety anyway," the Dusk Police Department nodded to the Minakami President, then turned his head to gesture to his subordinates, "Then please take care of personal protection—"

"Please, Constable," Toru Asada pushed the overwhelmed little police officer in front of him without thinking about it, and looked up at the president of Minakami with a smile, "Don't look at him with such a dissatisfied expression, don't look at him who looks like he is a vegetable and cowardly, and he can't appear his full name in this article, in fact, he is really- no, in fact, he can be civil and martial, and he can kill seventy-two Monkey King Buddhas with one stick-"

"Officer Aada, shut up!" The little police officer almost performed a blow on the spot.

He now only wants to perform a one-on-the-spot assassination of a colleague.

"Well—I'll leave it to you for personal protection," Toru Asada patted the little police officer on the shoulder before he could speak, "From now on, you're the Pokemon of the Minakami President, so please be sure that you follow him wherever he goes." ”

When he said the last half of the sentence, the brown-haired officer's words were extremely clear, and the eyes that looked at the little officer were meaningful.

Toru Asada looked at the little police officer, "Don't add strange settings to me!" He waved his hand, looked around the venue, bent the corner of his eyes, and immediately pointed to President Yamagata who was pointing to a group of them in a tone that left no room for nothing: "Your partner seems to have been waiting for you for a long time, please let us say goodbye first." ”

Just kidding, the two business nouveau riche are about to start blowing each other in business, why is he staying here, practicing fake smiles?

Forget it, a group of them are so fake that a hundred flowers bloom with their own merits, and it will be impossible to tell who laughs more fakely for a while.

Toru Asada took the opportunity to turn around in a chic manner and rolled his eyes in a chic manner, and just wanted to slip away with oil on the soles of his feet, when he looked up, he found an identical white eye.

President Yamagata saw that there were signs of leaving, and was walking here with a standard smile, and behind him was a female secretary in a dark green suit and a black overalls skirt, who was following behind with a document "da-da", her expression was bored and cold, and her eyes could be turned white.

It's an acquaintance again.

Toru Asada sighed in his heart, seeing that he couldn't hide from the oncoming person, he paused, but still raised his hand to say hello, and the smile in his eyes was more sincere: "Miss Yuzu Tsuji, long time no see." ”

One of the suspects in the case of Chiyo and Izakaya, when Yuzu Tsuji's disgusting boss was brutally killed, was solved by six people who happened to run to the friendship.

Yuzu Tsuji froze in place when she heard the shout, and looked the brown-haired young man up and down a few times, the confusion on his face did not seem to be fake.

"Who are you?"

Toru Asada: "......"

I knew that I didn't know it, and he said hello in vain.