Chapter 97: What is the difference between a life that can only be a spit service and glasses

Falling Valley Zero and Zhufu Jingguang finalized the follow-up task arrangement in a few words, and a car whistle made of blue bricks pierced the sky, and the dissatisfied shouts and scolding of passers-by were heard in the distance. The four of them glanced at each other tacitly, and Gu Ling raised his hand to press the cap on his head, and took the lead in walking out of the alley with Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The officers of the forensic department arrived at the scene not long after the four of them left, and a group of personnel in work clothes entered and exited the scene of the crime, and after a while, several police cordons were raised.

The sun in the middle of the morning said that it was not hot, but it always made people lazy and wilt when it shone on the body, Toru Asada leaned against the wall and teased and sniffed, and then took out his mobile phone and replied to two text messages, and when he raised his leg and was about to walk out, he was pulled by the corner of his clothes.

"That—brother policeman—" The little girl named Haruko Nakajima's eyes seemed to be shining, and she looked up at the brown-haired officer with a look of hope, and the little girl's mother had been standing at the base of the wall that was sheltered from the light, frowning at the sight, but still did not speak.

[Give me Ghana's interpersonal information, especially a lover or girlfriend - Sunrise]

Toru Asada quickly pressed down the last sentence by taking advantage of the height difference, put the phone back in his pocket, and then squatted down with the force of pulling the corner of his clothes under the gaze of Haruko Nakajima.

"You can leave a contact information and leave, and I will inform your mother when the follow-up transcription work is there."

The alibi of Nakajima's mother and daughter is very complete, and after the crime, the remains were found together with Jingguang and Zero, and the suspicion of committing the crime is basically ruled out, so it stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with them here, so it's time to wander around in a cooler place.

"Haruko, it's time to go back." A lady in a thin trench coat called softly.

"W-no-I have something to ask the policeman." The child with pigtails flattened his mouth, grabbed the corner of his clothes more vigorously in his hand, and looked like he would not give up until he reached his goal, and he was speechless and choked when he saw Asada Toru choking.

Times have changed, he really doesn't know what is wrong with today's children, if he remembers correctly, the last little ghost who refused to leave at the scene of the crime was only ten years old.

And the little kid in front of him, his face and body are smaller than Kudo Shinichi, and he is only five or six years old at most.

...... There's really no need to roll it up in a strange place.

Toru Asada silently pressed down his belly, and cast an inquiring glance at the little girl in front of him who was staring at him, Nakajima Haruko seemed to have received a signal of connivance, and a pair of big eyes seemed to be able to blind a dog's eyes within a radius of eight hundred miles.

"Brother," Haruko Nakajima's tone was solemn, "I suspect that the group of people just now is not a police officer at all. ”

“......”

For the first time, Toru Asada felt that he was left behind by the brain circuits of the times, and he took a deep breath to prevent his face from performing a cramp on the spot in front of people: "Why do you say that? ”

"It's easy to see!" Xiao Qingzi crossed her waist and stared at Toru Asada with a fierce look, and saw the brown-haired young man with a deferential look, so she nodded with satisfaction, "As soon as the two people who just left came in, they only cared about the deceased's belongings, neither asked about the cause of death, nor cared about how many suspects there were, and let the two people go upstairs after casually asking a few words, I suspect that those four people are colluding." ”

- Really, he's telling the truth, he was actually suspected by a little bit on his head, and he dropped the valley and zero-seppuku.

"They still want to drive me and my mother out, how could a serious police officer do such a thing!"

- You may not believe it, but the only one here who is not serious is crouching in front of you.

"And we've waited so long, that kind of uncle with a blue hat doesn't show up until the end-" A breeze blew through the ends of Nakajima Haruko's hair, blowing the little girl's face red, Nakajima Haruko tilted her head and looked confident in her face, "They are not police officers at all, that's not how they act in TV dramas!" ”

“......”

He understood, and Toru Asada struggled to maintain the last of his politeness and stood up. The little mole, who had just woken up, jumped out of his coat pocket and leaned back with a happy smile, and then was slapped back by the brown-haired young man with a backhand.

"Don't laugh at silly children."

He said that this kid secretly reported to the Twilight Police Department again, and told him all the information in one go, and a group of adults around him couldn't stop him-

Feelings are blind.

"Hey, I've said so much, don't you praise it?!" Xiao Haruko's face was bulging into a bun, and she stopped in front of Toru Asada with her waist crossed.

"—you're awesome." The brown-haired youth replied quickly.

It's awesome, it's a huge help. He has been doing evil for so many years, and there are not a dozen bald people but two baskets, and today he was almost forced into a spit slavery by an unlucky child.

It's really feng shui in turn, and the master is in the folk.

The brown-haired young man perfunctorily raised his hand and pressed the top of the little girl's head, walked around the little girl who had not grown past his waist, and walked straight in the direction of her mother. Yoshiko Nakajima was originally in a trance, but she was startled when she saw someone suddenly coming, and she unconsciously took a step back.

...... Toru Asada inexplicably felt a little relieved.

"You...... Any questions?" Yoshiko Nakajima asked.

"You don't have to worry, it has nothing to do with the case, I want to talk to you about the child's education," the brown-haired young man walked up to Yoshiko Nakajima in a few steps, standing still at a safe distance, and his tone was one hundred and twenty thousand sincere.

"Criminal investigation and spy movies are too advanced for her, and children at this age had better start with something basic."

"—let's say watch two more episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants."

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The next morning, the 'I can't come up with a name' café.

"Welcome, guest?"

The wind chimes rang at the entrance of the café, and a man dressed in the shape of a social animal stepped into the store with a briefcase, and cautiously glanced left and right before nodding to the blonde waiter who greeted him warmly.

"Yes, one."

The café is empty during working hours, and in order to save costs, only one waiter is left in the shop to take care of it, just enough to leave room for the two to connect. Kazami Yu was ushered to the corner by the window, and it didn't take long for a steaming latte in front of him. While looking out the window, he shielded his lips by raising his hand to drink coffee, and lowered his voice to report the results of the investigation to Zero Valley.

"Drop ...... Mr. Amuro, we sent someone to investigate the recent movements of Ghana Liquor, he does have a girlfriend who has been dating for more than a year, the other party is just an ordinary person, who is well protected by Ghana Liquor, and is very cautious about dating and meeting, and it took us a little effort to find her identity and residence. ”

"Is there any suspicious person around her?"

"I haven't found it yet," Kazami was alert, "...... Mr. Amuro, is it our actions that leaked? ”