The doctor's instructions written on the injury are now stuffed in the pocket of his suit, and the distance that can be reached by just raising his hand is like a moat at this moment, making Uehara more than capable of self-restraint.

Miscalculated.

The devil knows that you can meet at the entrance of the hospital.

Miwako Sato, who noticed him, had already opened the door and got out of the car, and walked in front of Katsumi Uehara in three steps and two steps, and the extremely dangerous gaze gave the latter no chance to verify the accuracy of his memory.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

After glancing at each other, Katsumi Uehara, who vaguely remembered that he had an accident with his left hand, raised his left arm and took the initiative: "After I went back last night, I felt that my hand was getting more and more painful, so I will come to the hospital this morning to take an X-ray to check it." ”

"Hand pain? X-rays? Miwako Sato, who heard this, was stunned, and most of the anger that she didn't sleep well disappeared in an instant. Between his eyebrows, his gaze naturally fell on the five fingers of the man's slightly stiff left hand: "What's the matter?" ”

"It's not the old man I caught in the museum last night, I had a confrontation with him in the exhibition room, and I punched him in the intricately crafted armor." Sighing, Katsumi Uehara, who was somewhat forced to laugh, grinned self-deprecatingly: "Obviously, compared to refined steel, my mortal flesh is not very strong. ”

"What did the doctor say?"

"It's just a slight fracture of the tail finger of the left hand, the problem is not very big, and the surgery is already being scheduled."

"Slightly broken tail finger?" Miwa Sato looked up and down Katsumi Uehara's fingers, which seemed to be a little strange, suspiciously, and said strangely, "The nurse didn't help you with a plaster cast?" ”

"I refused, just take care of the bandage myself. The plaster is too troublesome, and it's not the kind that is completely broken. Shrugging his shoulders, Katsumi Uehara pouted at the head of the bicycle. Miwako Sato's gaze followed, and a bag with bandages came into view.

"Originally, I was going to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to fix it again, after all, this would sell a wave of miserable impression points in front of the Twilight Police Department. But ......"

Katsumi Uehara, who turned his eyes and lowered his eyelids to look at the woman in front of him, grinned, "Since I met you at the gate of the hospital, I wonder if I can ask you to help me fix it?" ”

Miwako Sato gave the man an angry look.

If it had been a year ago or even half a year ago, she might have reacted to this man's rhetoric. But now, she is only unfazed, and even wants to laugh.

"Retribution."

Noncommittally, she walked past the man on her side and reached for the bag that was hanging on the bicycle in her hand, and the woman turned and walked towards her car, which was parked at the edge of the traffic, unable to move.

Katsumi Uehara turned his head to look at the empty faucet handle of the bike, chuckled and lifted his heel.

"Speaking of which, you're late this morning, aren't you?"

Opened the passenger door with ease, and the two large portions of fast bento on the seat made Katsumi Uehara raise his eyebrows: "You also specially prepared a breakfast for me?" Came to meet me on purpose? ”

"I advise you to change the problem of narcissism, otherwise you will suffer in the future."

"Can't change it, born with it."

"Next time, don't just go to orthopedics, go to neurology or neurosurgery." Seeing Katsumi Uehara stacking the instant bento on the center console, Miwako Sato, who had ripped off the bandage, sat down and raised her chin at him: "Reach over." ”

"Then I'm afraid that I will need to be accompanied by my family to sign." Feeling the touch of the bandage slowly binding his fingers, Katsumi Uehara, who was pillowed on the co-pilot's headrest, smiled and turned his head to look out the window: "I'm not going to humiliate myself." ”

Miwako Sato's hand tied the bandage for a moment, and then the end of the bandage was fixed.

Now she really doesn't know how to answer.

The atmosphere in the carriage was a little weird for a while, but fortunately, the sound of hunger from Miwako Sato's stomach relieved the siege-

"I didn't sleep well last night, and I woke up late in the morning."

Miwako Sato, who was busy reaching out and taking a quick bento from the center console, quickly changed the topic: "Have you eaten breakfast?" ”

"It's half past nine, what do you say?"

Katsumi Uehara, who took out his phone and flipped it to show the time, moved his fingers and nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay, at least it's not a bow." ”

Miwako Sato, who was dismantling the bento, heard this, and suddenly remembered the coquettish bow on Katsumi Uehara's back bandage when he was on Moonshadow Island, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise while shaking his head slightly: "Have you heard about the follow-up to the incident on Moonshadow Island, those colleagues of ours have uprooted all the drug trafficking networks on the island."

"I heard that the Matsumoto Police Station is very serious about this sudden action, and you should be commended."

"I haven't solved a major case before, so I take the liberty to ask, how much is the bonus?"

"Who knows." Miwako Sato, who was chewing rice balls, thought carefully about the big and important cases she had solved in the past few years in her career, and each time the bonus was different: "Anyway, it will definitely be higher than the usual bonus baseline, you can rest assured that you may be able to be reused in the future." ”

"I thank you, I have two bandages after I caught two people, and I am afraid that I will be killed if I come a few more times." Hearing this, Katsumi Uehara shook his head busily, with a look of disgust: "I'd better wait for the promotion to sit in the office honestly, and then it will be more fragrant to rub your merits for solving the case." ”

Born in the professional group, even if it is a false position, after being promoted to the police department, many bastards can start to work in the permanent office.

Miwako Sato was very unhappy.

Although this is true.

"The bandages are tied, please get out of the car."

Miwako Sato, who couldn't refute it, chewed the rice balls, turned her head to look at Katsumi Uehara, half-squinted her eyes, and her tone was a little ruthless.

"Don't you want me to have lunch with you? It's all here. ”

Katsumi Uehara blinked, his mouth snuggling towards another quick bento on the center console.

"You need to go back to the office and sit now, not kill time here." Miwako Sato, who viciously bit down a large bite of sushi, leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes too much to look at the look between the man's eyebrows.

"Why don't you go back with me, this car has been stuck for so long, and there is no intention of moving in a short time, so it's better to just take my car back to the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Your car?"

"Why, look down on bicycles? I just expected this to come out on my bike. Look at you, you still drive a Mazda when you go out in the morning rush hour, no wonder you are stuck in traffic. Katsumi Uehara, who shook his head, immediately met Miwako Sato's unkind eyes.

"Otherwise, you can wait and choose for yourself." Katsumi Uehara, who pushed the car door and got out of the car, took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket with his right hand, opened the lid, shook two pills and flew into his mouth and chewed: "I wish you a happy overtime tonight in advance." ”

The ponytail that shook three times in one step dangled behind the man's head, and Miwako Sato, who had been fighting with her tongue against her teeth for a long time, finally pushed open the car door after thinking of the vicious circle that might be caused by her late return-

"Wait a minute, Uehara, where is there a parking space around here? The parking spaces in the hospital are full. ”

Who wants to work overtime if it's not necessary?

"I have a friend, and he has." Katsumi Uehara paused, took out his mobile phone with a bright smile, and dialed Amakino's phone.

"Hello? Uehara? ”

"Chengshi, can you lend me the parking space for the internal staff of your hospital?"

“？？？？”

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"Hey, have you heard? Miss Sato seems to come to work in the morning on a bicycle from Uehara Criminal. ”

"What do you say?! Really?! Has Miss Sato been stalked by that kid in Uehara?! ”

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

"It's true, people have taken pictures. You see, Miss Sato is sitting in the back seat of Uehara's bicycle. ”

"Nope! I don't accept it! I can't accept it! ”

“…………”

In the huge Metropolitan Police Department, a large number of male police officers have learned the bad news that makes them feel extremely heartbroken before lunch - the goddess of their dreams has been put on the back seat of their bicycle by that damn bastard!

There are photos to prove it!

"Uehara-kun, let me ask you, where did this photo come from?"

"Uehara-kun, are you really in love with Miss Sato?"

"Uehara-kun, we need to talk."

"Uehara-kun ......"

Lunchtime, Metropolitan Police Department cafeteria.

Katsumi Uehara, who was still proud in the morning, was sitting on a chair surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and he raised his head very obediently, and his tone was full of pride: "I'm sorry, I can't say." ”