"What do you want Uehara? So fascinating? Did you notice something wrong? ”

After wishing the old man Nagato Michizo his birthday, Shiratori Ren Saburo, who was close to his friend, politely declined Nagato's invitation, and after finding his friend who was obviously in deep thought sitting on a marble seat at the fountain pool of this manor villa, he couldn't help but raise his hand and pat him on the shoulder, and woke up softly.

"Sort of."

Katsumi Uehara, who came back to his senses, turned his head to look, moved his buttocks, and quietly gave up half of his seat. His chin was raised, and he pouted at the room where the curtains had been drawn by Nagato Hideto: "See that room, Shiratori?" ”

Looking in the direction indicated by his friend, Shiratori used his hand as a shade and nodded, "The one directly below the master bedroom on the third and third floors of Nagato Road?" ”

"Well, that room should be the bedroom of Nagato Michi's third son, Nagato Hideto, and I saw him walk in with my own eyes......"

His elbows were on his knees, and Katsumi Uehara, who was half-bowed on his upper body, crossed his fingers, and explained the whole process of direct contact and indirect contact between Nagato Hidetomi and himself to Shiratori, and Shiratori's heart tightened when he heard it-

"Do you suspect that there may be flammable and explosive materials such as gasoline in his room?"

Ren Saburo, the white bird who had just jumped out of the hospital, frowned, and the vigilance that was blown out suddenly rose to the highest.

"I'm not sure."

Katsumi Uehara hesitated slightly, but then shook his head: "He just passed by me, and he should rub all kinds of ointments like that." I'm not a doctor, so it's hard to say if it could be the smell of some kind of ointment. ”

“…… That's right. ”

Hearing his friend say this, Shiratori thoughtfully said, "However, if you really want to doubt him, I can help you go in and check it out." ”

“？”

Hearing this, Katsumi Uehara immediately turned his head to look at him, who smiled smugly, and pointed his index finger at the brooch pinned to the left chest of his suit: "This is the family crest of the Shiratori family, Uehara." ”

Katsumi Uehara instantly bent into a protractor: "Oh, I almost forgot that you are also the successor of the evil capitalist chaebol, and it is not surprising to know that Nagato Hidetomi." ”

Shiratori punched him back directly in the chest, and scolded with a smile: "Why do I think you seem to be angry with me again?" Jealous? ”

"Nonsense, if I were still a hammer policeman, how tiring it would be to work at high intensity every day, wouldn't it be good to find a young model star to go on a yacht and have a party."

"I still believe a little bit when others say this, you ...... When have you ever worked at high intensity? If you arrive late and leave early, you will be number one. ”

"Fart, I'm calling it recuperation, don't make a mess for the front-line personnel. Do you know that those old criminal policemen who have been rooted in the front line for many years are the most annoying ones like us, the top students who have parachuted in? ”

Shaking the collar of his shirt, Katsumi Uehara rolled his eyes: "Honestly sitting in the office and not making trouble on the front line is the correct way to open the professional group, and you are an exception." ”

The professional group is the official, and the front line is the work.

This is the norm in the Japanese police community.

Shiratori didn't refute, just spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Now you are an exception, I'm not alone." ”

"I shouldn't have done this in the first place." As soon as Shiratori mentioned this, Katsumi Uehara inevitably cursed and vented in his mouth: "The salary has not changed, and the workload has increased significantly compared to before......"

Complaining like a deep resentful woman Uehara Katsumi chattered endlessly, and Ren Saburo, who was smiling with his eyebrows, did not interrupt, but leaned down and sat on the half of the position that Uehara had given up, with his elbows across his thighs, leaning over his upper body and looking at the blue sky in the distance.

"Do you know what I envy about you the most, Uehara?"

"Became Miwako's boyfriend." Katsumi Uehara, who was still chattering, immediately replied, showing off beyond words.

"You're pretty self-aware."

Speaking of this, Shiratori's face was no longer angry, but a little crying and laughing: "But it's a pity, you guessed wrong." ”

"You have the crime-solving talent I've ever dreamed of, Uehara.

"I know that you may have wondered why I, a rich kid, came to be a policeman, but I can tell you very sincerely that what I envy you most is not that you chased Miwako, but that you are far beyond my thinking ability."

The index finger of his right hand poked at the door of his head, and Ren Saburo Shiratori's tone was a little emotional: "The simplest, during the time when you were seriously injured and hospitalized, the sleeping Maori Kogoro became famous.

"Every time, I desperately tried to catch the clues left by the murderer at the scene of the crime, but in the end, it was always like spinning in a maze.

"This frustration has always made me feel that I don't deserve to wear this badge, and the justice I have always wanted to carry out must be carried out with the help of a detective, do you know that feeling?

"I'm really jealous of you.

"I even sometimes wonder if I would have gotten used to having detectives in the case without your presence, and I would have gotten used to it.

"It's ridiculous, this ambivalence. Obviously, you are lazy and slippery, and you often engage in some illegal operations in private, but it has become another belief in my police career.

"I would like to learn your way of thinking in private, your logical deduction ability, and even wonder if the reason why I can't be like you is because the rules of the past have limited my thinking expansion since childhood."

Woman?

That's really important.

But for Shiratori, upholding legal justice is the number one goal in his heart.

The police badge is a proof of courage, and the police are the embodiment of justice.

This is a belief he has been firm in since he was a child.

Even if someone has told him countless times that there are bad people in the police system, even if he has witnessed the exposure of black police.

Because along the way, he has seen too many policemen who stick to their posts and use their strength to uphold the law and justice, arrest murderers, punish evil and promote good, and even die because of it.

Katsumi Uehara was also among them, but he didn't die and survived.

The flirtatious smile on Katsumi Uehara's face gradually disappeared with his friend's heartfelt words, and he bared his teeth and pulled his hair, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Why don't we talk about Nagato Hidetomi? I always feel a little uncomfortable when you suddenly make it so heavy. ”

Obviously, the leader of the anti-Kamihara Katsumi Alliance Front should be the correct way for Shiratori Ren Saburo to open it.

"I'm not interested in Hidetomi Nagato, but I'm interested in the organization where Gin works."

Shiratori Ren Saburo smiled, lowered his head and pulled the calluses on his hands: "Uehara, can you tell me about that organization?" ”

"Huh?"

"I don't want to see you die."

“……”

Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows and gave him a strange look: "Can I understand that you are cursing me?" ”

"Behind me stands the Shiratori Foundation, I'm the only son of the Shiratori Foundation, and I'm still a policeman."

Speaking of this, Shiratori Ren Saburo took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at his friend, and said, "I can, I also have the ability to help you within a certain range, Uehara." ”

Put a small bowl~

(End of chapter)