Conan has been frowning the whole time since he saw Shirakawa Night.

Although Shirakawa Ye smiled and looked kind, like Bailey, he had a strong sense of oppression.

Ordinary people, like Yuanzi, don't even have the courage to talk to him.

Conan touched his chin and muttered:

"Brother Shirakawa, is he really good to you? I don't think he cares much about you."

After experiencing such a big thing as a plane crash, Shirakawa Ye asked, and even before Ah Xing answered, he began to care about other people.

Such a brother doesn't look like he really cares about Ah Xing, right?

Shirakawa smiled and rubbed Conan's head:

"These things, when you grow up, you will understand.

"I'll send you back first, does Mr. Maori still live in the manor?"

Conan looked confused, he was taken away for a month, and he didn't know Xiaolan's situation at all.

By the way, he forgot to ask, how did Bailey explain to Shirakawa when he sent him to the United States?

But now that the garden was present, Conan couldn't ask directly, he could only keep the question in his heart.

Nanth shook her head:

"Xiaolan is thin-skinned and doesn't want to trouble others.

"Two days ago, just after the filming of the TV series, Xiaolan took Mr. Maori back to the office.

That's really what Māoriland does.

Shirakawa nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Then let's go to the Maori detective agency first, do you have time tomorrow?"

"Let's discuss who to invite to the banquet, as well as drinks, performances, and so on."

Sonoko Suzuki was eager to try: "Okay, okay, it's summer vacation, and we have enough events to plan."

It's summer vacation?

Shirakawa was stunned for a moment: "Okay."

A car slid by, and Shirakawa stared at the car thoughtfully.

Conan stuck out his head and looked carefully at the car that had passed:

"Brother Shirakawa, what's wrong with that car?"

Shirakawa shook his head:

"It's nothing, it's just like seeing Mr. Midorikawa. It's been a long time since I saw him out."

Midorikawa?

Conan thought of the scenery he had seen in Hokkaido.

What is he doing in Tokyo? Don't...... What's wrong?

Conan's face became serious again. ……

Bai Chuanxing was not mistaken, the person who had just passed by was Zhu Fu Jingguang.

With him came a young fellow.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the case file that had just been transferred from the Tokyo City Rice Flower Police Station, and sighed:

"Mr. Shimazu is also a poor man, and I don't know how the case will be judged."

The young man drove the car intently, and when he heard Zhu Fu Jingguang's words, he also sighed:

"The only son was hit and killed, and the perpetrator was sentenced to one year, and it was unbalanced for anyone."

Zhu Fu Jingguang snorted: "In this case, the court should reduce the sentence at its discretion. I'm sorry, this kind of trivial matter, you have to take me on a trip."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was just transferred to the court not long ago, and this guy was the person responsible for bringing him familiar with the working environment, that is, his boss.

Japan pays attention to the seniority sequence system, if there is no background, this guy may always be his boss.

The young man waved his hand and said in a serious tone:

"You haven't had much rest in the past two days, and I'm not worried about letting you drive over by yourself.

"This thing that you have sorted out is not something that you will be able to figure out in a while, you should rest and rest, don't exhaust yourself."

After the admonition, the young man continued to sigh:

"However, Mr. Shimazu may be sentenced heavily this time, and whether he can get out of prison safely is probably a question.

"The one he killed

Personally, it's the son of a big president, and it is estimated that the relationship that should be dredged up has already been dredged.

"People are also avenging their son, and they didn't give Shimazu a bigger crime, it's already good, it's impossible to forgive or anything.

"This kind of thing, it won't stop until one side finishes playing.

"I've seen too many of the same things."

The young man was a little melancholy:

"When I first graduated, I always dreamed of changing something, but in the end, I couldn't do anything."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand tightened and he didn't speak again.

He has seen several similar incidents.

Since coming to the courthouse, it seems like the same thing is happening every day.

But in the final analysis, it was the upper-class citizens who disregarded people's lives but did not receive the punishment they deserved, which caused greater dissatisfaction among the victims' families.

Can...... He couldn't do anything.

His only job now is to help sort through some paperwork.

Back at the court, Zhu Fu Jingguang said goodbye to his young seniors, held the documents, and came to the archives.

Put the information away according to the rules, Zhu Fu Jingguang took his things and prepared to get off work.

When passing by the conference room, Zhu Fujingguang found that the light tube inside was still on, and he was curious for a moment and walked over.

In the conference room, the senior who had just sent him back was standing respectfully next to him, and a fat man with a fat head and big ears was reprimanding him:

"I heard that you're quite close to the new Zhufu Jingguang."

The senior bowed and said:

"You didn't ask me to take him, tomorrow's case is very important, I'm afraid he will make some mistakes."

The fat man snorted coldly:

"Mistakes? What's wrong with the stuff?

"I told you when he came that he had offended people up there, and that he would be transferred away after coming here for a short time.

"Just be perfunctory, don't take it too seriously."

The senior responded a little crampedly.

The fat man looked at him, knowing that he was not convinced, and said earnestly:

"I know you're a person who likes to bring up newcomers, but there are some things that are better to be clear.

"I heard, your wife is pregnant?

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your children, right? If you are affected by the light of the scenes, how can you provide good resources for your children?"

The seniors were silent.

The fat man hits the railroad while it's hot:

"You were the first graduate of the police academy, and I know that you are capable, responsible, and a smart person.

"I also picked you up with my hand, don't let me down.

"By the way, tomorrow, a newcomer is going to come over to gild gold, you can bring it well, you know what I mean?"

The senior bowed and said:

"Yes, I'll take care of it."

Outside the door, Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes and left without saying a word.

Back in the car, Zhu Fujingguang leaned back on his seat and looked at the rainy sky.

His mood was a little complicated, so complicated that he couldn't tell what he was thinking for a while.

Perhaps, he didn't think about anything.

Zhu Fu Jingguang picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Falling Valley Zero:

[Zero, you say, will there be a future for Japan?] ]

Two minutes later, I received a reply from Valley-Zero:

[Definitely, with us, the country will definitely get better and better!] ]

Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed mockingly.

Are we there?

What can he do?

He couldn't do anything.

This country, perhaps, is rotten from the roots.