"Who are you talking about?"

Katsumi Uehara, who heard this name at first glance, was visibly stunned for a moment, and Twilight Thirteen, who saw this, repeated again with a solemn expression: "You heard it right, Hattori Heizou, it's him." ”

"He doesn't nest in Osaka as the boss, what is he doing in Tokyo?" Katsumi Uehara is strange.

"President Nagato has been a friend of his for many years, and it is for this reason that in addition to reporting to the Tokyo police, Chairman Nagato also told him about the recent abnormalities in his home."

The rest of the words, Twilight Thirteen didn't say much, but the meaning he wanted to express was already clear, and the worried eyes led by Miwako Sato suddenly fell on Katsumi Uehara.

That's the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police, the rightful leader of the Osaka Police Circle, and it can be said that he is second only to the Tokyo Hakuba Police Chief in terms of ability and position.

Katsumi Uehara had also seen a person of this level in the Metropolitan Police Department before - Deputy Director General of the Metropolitan Police Department, Nobu Shifu Zhuxing.

It's just that although he has the same rank as Hattori Heizou, but Mrs. Zhuxing Notoshi is in Tokyo, and there is still a white horse director on her head, so she can only be a second-in-command. In terms of influence, he is really inferior to Hattori Heizou at present.

And the relationship between Tokyo and the Osaka police community can only be understood by anyone who understands it.

This session did not have too much friction, but only maintained healthy competition, and it was completely based on Hattori Heizou's excellent personal ability.

"He must have only heard about Katsumi in Osaka...... Right? ”

Miwako Sato was a little unsure: "I heard that he is a very good person in private. ”

If it's just the curiosity and appreciation of the seniors for the juniors, then there is no problem at all.

Hearing this, Twilight Thirteen suddenly shook his head: "I haven't touched him, I don't know." But considering the relationship between Tokyo and Osaka, Brother Uehara, you have to be 120,000 in good spirits, understand? ”

This is likely to be a test, but at the same time, it is also an opportunity.

After all, Osaka's Hattori Heizou is notoriously good cop, and if Uehara can still be appreciated by him with his back to the Metropolitan Police Department......

"If I can get his appreciation, then won't I be able to walk sideways in Tokyo and Osaka in the future?"

After Twilight Thirteen left, Katsumi Uehara looked through the documents he had left behind, and it was clear that he had thought of something beautiful.

Miwako Zuoto, who was assisting on the side, crossed her waist with one hand and looked down at her boyfriend: "Are you dreaming, Osaka and Tokyo have not dealt with each other for many years. Even if Hattori Headquarters appreciates you at that time, for the sake of his local reputation, it is impossible for you to run rampant in Osaka in the future. ”

"Uehara is right, you are a popular fried chicken in the Metropolitan Police Department, but not in Osaka."

Chiba, who casually threw the document in front of Katsumi Uehara after a few casual glances, also said solemnly: "Just like Kudo Shinichi before, he is a Kanto high school detective, and Osaka has found an equivalent Kansai high school student detective."

"So you'd better not be too loose and pay more attention to it then."

"Is it possible that I won't be able to meet this head office from Osaka at all?"

Seeing that these two seemed to be facing the attention of the enemy, Katsumi Uehara bared his teeth with joy: "What grade is he, what grade am I?" It's normal that I don't even see him. ”

Hattori Heizou didn't have many impressions in his memory, and the only few images were punching his son and an iceberg poker face that had not changed for thousands of years.

The reasoning ability is on par with Kudo Yusaku, and he also won a top hand of kendo.

"Speaking of which, this Nagato Group, if you want to know if Hattori Heizou is there when you go tomorrow, it seems that we can ask someone directly."

Miwako Sato, who seemed to remember something, rubbed her chin with her index finger, and immediately looked up at her boyfriend: "Do you remember the Hinata Yuki we met when we were making cookies at the cake shop before?" Her self-introduction seems to be the secretary of the chairman of the Nagato Group, right? ”

“？”

"The woman in the green suit."

Katsumi Uehara's face was strange: "Hinata Yuki? The woman in the green suit? Oh, remembered. ”

If he hadn't mentioned it suddenly, he would have forgotten that there was such a thing, why did Miwako remember it so clearly?

Miwako Sato, who had been stared at for a long time, quickly blinked after reacting: "What are you looking at?" Do I have anything on my face? ”

"I accidentally threw away that business card." Katsumi Uehara turned his pen and shrugged his shoulders with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, that's accidental."

"Chiba, Takagi, do you eat dumplings at night, I'm in for a treat." Katsumi Uehara smiled brightly: "I suddenly want to be jealous, I prefer to dip dumplings in vinegar." ”

Chiba: "......"

Takagi: "......"

"I suddenly remembered that the supermarket was on sale today, and I had to hurry over and buy some groceries." Chiba got up, grabbed his blazer and walked out.

Takagi, who didn't want to be shown affection in person, followed: "Wait for me Chiba, I'll go buy discount vegetables with you." ”

"Have a nice trip, be careful on the road."

After twisting his head and grabbing his neck and howling, Katsumi Uehara returned his gaze to Miwako Sato. After coughing, he reached out and took out a stack of yen from his pocket, folded them and handed them to his girlfriend.

"What? What bad things do you want to do? Want to buy me in advance? Miwako Sato raised her eyebrows, I don't know why.

"Come on, a pair of 3s, a 4, you don't even look at it and just fold the cards and say you can't afford it." Holding the stack of yen between his fingers and dangling twice in front of his girlfriend's eyes, the corners of Katsumi Uehara's mouth rose.

Miwako Zuoto, who was dumbfounded, pursed her lips noncommittally, and then finally reached out and accepted the reward she deserved: "I just don't want to see you be so high-profile at the beginning, but in the end you lose face in front of Chiba and Takagi." ”

"How is it possible, this is just a mistake, I'm a gambling god, don't you know?"

"Don't brag about yourself, mahjong and poker are two very different competitive sports."

"Really? So, you want to test my poker skills? Katsumi Uehara adjusted his sitting posture and leaned sideways towards his girlfriend, raising his eyebrows.

Miwako Zuoto bent her eyebrows, leaned down slightly to look at her boyfriend, and there was a smile in her eyes: "So, what do you mean?" ”

"Do you want to have a 1v1 poker battle with me? I promise to kill you. ”

"Really? Are you too confident? ”

"Don't believe me? Want to raise your bets? ”

"Of course."

The woman picked up a playing card between the index finger and middle finger of her right hand and stood in front of her red lips, tilted her head slightly, and said provocatively: "I hope you won't lose so much that you cry and go to my mother to complain, Katsumi Uehara." ”

The man threw away the information about the Nagato Group in his hand, pulled the table hard, and the chair roller directly took him closer to the distance, almost in front of the tip of his girlfriend's nose, playing with the taste: "I hope you can still be so hard-mouthed when you lose and there is no clothes left on your body, Miwako Sato." ”