"Huh?! What did you say, he immediately turned around and left as soon as he heard that you were going to stay at night to work overtime to write a report?! ”

The night on the branches of the moon, the brightly lit building.

Yumi Miyamoto, who had just finished working overtime, sat on an empty desk and dangled her legs, and couldn't help but turn her head when she heard the words, and looked at the workstation with messy folders not far away, and there was obviously a little surprise in her tone: "It's too insincere to chase you, Miwako." ”

Co-located with the most beautiful police flower recognized by the Metropolitan Police Department and worked overtime to write a report together, but whenever a male policeman comes, he is afraid that he will not work overtime and forcibly create overtime conditions, but Katsumi Uehara, who keeps saying that he wants to chase Miwako Sato, slipped faster than a rabbit.

Just because I don't want to work overtime.

"You really believe that he wants to chase me, Yumi."

Putting down the ballpoint pen and stretching her waist, Miwako Sato, couldn't help laughing: "I don't know how many times I've heard it in the past year, it's just a habitual flowery mouth." It's not like you don't know that Uehara is not so boring that he would like a boring woman like me. ”

"I don't know, but I think he's taking this opportunity to get you used to his gags around you step by step, because chasing a girl like you must know that you can't chase in the usual way."

As a talent who has organized small sororities within the Metropolitan Police Department many times, Yumi Miyamoto still feels that something is wrong: "If a man doesn't like you, then he will never dangle in front of you all day long." ”

"Is there one? We are colleagues, we go to work in the same place, and it is normal to see each other every day. The best friend entered the state of analysis so seriously, Miwako Sato couldn't help but be stunned.

"But if you think about it carefully, is it only Katsumi Uehara who has an unusual way of communicating with you in the three systems?" Rubbing her chin, Yumi Miyamoto, who looked like a detective, suddenly became sharp, and Miwako Sato, who came into contact with her line of sight, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

It's good that the cop doesn't do it anymore and becomes a detective.

"Okay, okay, no kidding, Yumi, let's think about what to eat for supper tonight."

"I'm serious, Miwako, no kidding. Think about it, do you always subconsciously pick up his jokes or jokes when you chat and talk with him, and you are used to this mode of getting along? ”

Yumi Miyamoto, who seemed to have a sudden lightning bolt in her mind, seemed to have figured out something, jumped off the ground with a wicked smile, reached out and hooked her best friend's shoulders and said, "Even if you can't remember, it doesn't matter, but I remember everything." Say, don't you like him too? ”

"What's going on in your head, is it that you've read too many novels lately?"

Miwako Sato angrily broke away her best friend's close arm, and pointed her right index finger on her forehead to push it away: "I'm just friends with him, don't you see that he doesn't even want to stay and work overtime with me?" ”

"It hurts, it hurts, Miwako, don't be so strong, lady, lady!" Yumi Miyamoto, who was no longer funny, screamed with tears in her eyes, and Miwako Sato let go of her wrist.

"Really, he didn't stay with you to work overtime and took his anger on my head......"

Seeing her best friend's speechless gaze, Yumi Miyamoto suddenly closed her mouth and made a zipper with one hand to indicate that she didn't say anything.

"Actually, is it possible that he just did it so that he could make a completely different impression in your mind from other men?"

A minute later, Yumi Miyamoto, who couldn't hold back her gossip, threw away the zipper that didn't exist in the void, and her eyes flashed with a strong fire of curiosity.

Miwako Sato, who was tidying up the messy tabletop, sighed, leaned one hand on the table while holding the other hand, and stared at her best friend speechlessly.

"When I didn't say it."

Yumi Miyamoto consciously reached out and sewed her mouth with a zipper again, and stood obediently on the side waiting for her best friend to get off work.

"I'll go to the toilet first, you wait for me." Helpless, Miwako shook her head and turned to leave the station.

Seeing her best friend's back gradually disappearing at the end of the field of vision, Yumi Miyamoto, who was really a little unable to hold back her curiosity, came to Katsumi Uehara's workstation in two steps, wanting to find out the clues that this man was having an underground relationship with his best friend, but the messy desktop was really a bit unsightly.

It's a bit unsophisticated.

"Huh?"

Yumi Miyamoto, who was particularly familiar with Miwako Sato, saw at a glance the draft of the closing report on the table that had been heavily altered and corrected, and the pen looked like it was written by her best friend.

"Miwako will also help people write case closure reports?"

Although she is in the traffic section and the search section are in two different departments, Yumi Miyamoto knows her good friend very well.

Even when she was a rookie, Miwako Sato never helped anyone write a case closure report.

"Lunaris Island...... A drug case? ”

"Gone Yumi, how about eating bullfrog for supper, it's said that there is a new specialty shop in Kakudo Town, and bullfrog is the signature dish there—what do you see?"

When Miwako Sato, who was wiping her hands, returned to the office area, she saw a picture of her best friend reading something with a draft book.

"Aha, look what Miwako I found."

Yumi Miyamoto, who felt that she was the upper body of Sherlock Holmes, flipped the draft book over, pointed to the large number of revisions on it with her right index finger, and set her eyes on her best friend: "This is the reason why you have to work overtime tonight to write your own closing report!" ”

Miwako Sato blinked, and her tongue brushed her slightly dry red lips: "He is the junior I brought, strictly speaking, as a senior, I need to help him correct his immature mistakes, what's wrong with this." ”

"You've been carrying it for three months."

"So, you don't plan to have a supper tonight, it's almost nine o'clock." Pointing to the clock on the wall, Miwako Sato asked.

"Of course—"

Bell bell bell !!

As he spoke, a sudden ringing of the phone interrupted the conversation between the two. Miwako Sato, who found out that it was an unfamiliar number, frowned slightly, and pressed the answer button-

On the phone, an unfamiliar voice spoke: "Excuse me, is it Miss Miwako Sato from the Metropolitan Police Department's search for a section of violent crimes?" ”

"I am, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm a clerk at the Iroha sushi restaurant in Rice Flower Town. That's right, Mr. Katsumi Uehara has ordered sushi delivery at 8:50 tonight at our store, and I'm at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department now. ”

"Katsumi Uehara?"

Suddenly hearing a name that she didn't expect, Miwako Sato was a little surprised: "Okay, you wait a minute." ”

"What's wrong? What's the situation? Something happened to Katsumi Uehara? Seeing that her best friend's tone was wrong, Yumi Miyamoto's face also changed.

"No, he seems to ...... Ordered sushi delivery? ”

After hanging up the phone, Miwako Sato's face was a little strange.

A few minutes later, Miwako Sato, who had received the sushi delivery, opened the kraft paper bag with the name of "Iroha Sushi Restaurant" printed on it and took out the bamboo lunch box placed inside. The moment I took off the lid of the lunch box, a note posted on the top of the lid immediately came into view-

"Thank you for sacrificing your time in the afternoon to help me change the report, I hope my sushi delivery can catch up with your hungry time in time.

"PS: The sushi in this restaurant is very good, I almost died of eating it at noon.

"PPS: Actually, I think it's more sincere to invite you to eat bullfrogs in person, but you seem to be busy."

The slightly scribbled handwriting is written by Katsumi Uehara himself, and at the end of the note is a monkey head in the style of Lupin III.

“……”

This guy ......

Miwako Sato, who was pinching the note, looked at the delicate sushi in the lunch box, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook upward, and it was difficult to hide a smile between her eyebrows.

"Miwako, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, we-"

"Awesome, Maori brother, I haven't seen you for so long, I didn't expect your reasoning level to become so high."

"Ahahahaha, I've won the award, after all, my main job now is detective."

A group of mermaids entered the door of the three-department office area that was pushed open, and the shrill laughter immediately attracted the attention of Miwako Sato and Yumi Miyamoto.

With just one glance, the two noticed the big red female idol on TV-Yoko Okino.

"All in all, tonight's case is solved so quickly thanks to Brother Maori. And Miss Okino, you can make a note later and go home. ”

Twilight Thirteen, who had returned to his home court, clenched his fist to his mouth with one hand and coughed twice, and said, "Xiaolan and this Edogawa kid, please wait a while, you can go home after we have all made the transcripts, remember not to run around." ”

"Good!"

The milky children's voice permeated the sky over the entire three-series office area, and the child named Edogawa Conan did not mean to recognize his life at all, and he did not forget to look around a few times while talking from the corner of his eye.

He couldn't be more familiar with these three office areas, and he couldn't be more familiar.

Well?

Conan Edogawa, who noticed the delivery bag from a sushi restaurant not far away, was stunned for a moment: Iroha sushi restaurant? Why is this name so familiar? It seems to be the high-end sushi restaurant next door to Uncle Maori's detective agency?