"Introducing, my fiancée, Christina Lissal."

After seeing his fiancée in a wedding dress, the kind-hearted Murachu Nu suddenly got up and acted as an intermediary, paced to the woman's side, raised his hand and introduced: "Chris, this is the Metropolitan Police Department criminal police officer I once mentioned to you, Katsumi Uehara." ”

"Hello, Officer Uehara."

After a short period of distraction, the blonde woman who was surprised in her heart raised her hand and brushed the bangs specially left in front of her forehead to modify her face, revealing a decent smile.

"First meeting, Miss Liselle." After shaking hands, Katsumi Uehara retracted the thoughts he was still thinking about, and his deep eyes stared at Primia's heart.

For some reason, she always had the illusion that this man seemed to know herself.

But this is not possible.

Putting aside the stupidity of Nanyuan Mona, this is the first time she has appeared in front of Katsumi Uehara, and she has never known each other before, so she can confirm this 100%.

"It looks like the senior's wedding date is approaching, congratulations."

His eyes didn't linger on Primia's bride-to-be for too long, and after a brief greeting, Katsumi Uehara's gaze immediately returned to the broad-shouldered Murachu Nu, and said with a smile: "Then I won't bother the two." ”

If memory serves, this woman was going to blow up the city with a bomb?

After walking away, Katsumi Uehara, who had gone up to the third floor, glanced at the husband and wife who were communicating with each other out of the corner of his eye, silently recalling the plot he could remember.

Where did the bombing come from?

Shibuya without sewers?

Or Rice Flower Town? Kakuto Town?

Wait a minute, this woman's appearance seems to be bound to Amuro Toru, right? In order to take revenge on the police academy five-member group who injured her shoulder in the past......

However, here's the problem: hasn't the bomber who killed Matsuda Jinpei still haven't shown up yet?

Katsumi Uehara, who was sitting on the couch waiting for his girlfriend to arrive, fell into deep thought.

He could remember Pramia because this woman's fighting ability was somewhat outrageous, and she could still suppress the bloody Amuro Toru when she couldn't lift one hand. But the bomber who blew up Jinpei Matsuda ...... He really can't remember.

Not only his appearance, but he couldn't even remember the name or even the motive for the crime.

Engara, who was so preoccupied with the matter that he subconsciously rubbed his fingers against the sides of his nose, didn't notice that someone was approaching him—until, suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"What do you think? So fascinating? Miwako Sato, whose right hand hooked her boyfriend's shoulder, also bent down and sat down.

Katsumi Uehara's body muscles tightened for a moment, and the moment he subconsciously turned his head, he lost the vigilance that instinctively rose in his heart after seeing that it was his girlfriend, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

This made Miwako amused: "What? Have you met some heinous murderer? ”

"Yes, I met a vicious murderer, very vicious."

"It shouldn't be easy to get you to make this assessment, how vicious is it?"

Katsumi Uehara, who let his girlfriend wrap around him, shook his head and smiled: "It's far more vicious than you think, and the trump cards of the public security have to be deflated under his hands." ”

"So? Who is this person you are talking about? Anyway, there was no one on the third floor, so Miwako Sato hugged her boyfriend and didn't let go: "Do you need my help?" ”

"Not yet, because there is no shadow at the moment."

"Then I hope this thing will put you in a better mood." As she spoke, Miwako handed the yellow envelope hidden in the pocket of her suit pants to her boyfriend with her left hand.

"Huh? What is it? Love letters you wrote me? ”

Katsumi Uehara, who took the envelope, was obviously a little surprised, and subconsciously weighed it twice - it was not heavy, but also very thin.

"You can take it apart and see if you will know."

Miwako Sato didn't say it explicitly, but just motioned for him to take it apart with her eyes. Katsumi Uehara, who was interested, tore open the envelope casually, and suddenly saw an invitation hidden in it-

"An invitation to the "Three Days and Two Nights Fan Club"?"

Seeing the two-part card invitation on the black and gold cover, Katsumi Uehara's eyes widened for a moment, and he immediately turned his head to look at his girlfriend, his eyes full of disbelief: "Where did you get it?" This quota is long gone. ”

"Guess?"

"Bought from a scalper at a high price?"

Katsumi Uehara raised an eyebrow.

If he wanted to buy a scalper, he would have bought it a long time ago, so why wait until now. It's just that this is also my girlfriend's heart, but I didn't show it.

"I thought so, but when I got off work, Yumi told me that a friend of hers knew had a business problem at home and needed to go to France immediately, so I had an extra ticket in my hand, and I just had Yumi help me pay attention to this.

"So ......"

Miwako Sato shrugged her shoulders: "For Yumi's sake, the other party didn't mess with me, and directly transferred it to me at the original price." ”

"Huh? Yumi Miyamoto still has such a use? I thought she would only disturb you and me. Still, you're all busy, I'm going on vacation alone, isn't that okay? ”

Katsumi Uehara, who clarified the origin of the invitation, was quite surprised, and said this, but his hand honestly put away the precious invitation: "I don't think the Twilight Police Department will agree." ”

"Okay, don't pretend, you have an injured hand now, and you don't have anything to do in the department."

Miwako Sato, who couldn't get used to seeing her boyfriend's sassy appearance, raised her hand and pinched his cheek: "Just after attending Teiji Moriya's banquet, you can go." ”

"I'm so sad, I really want to commute with you."

"Then stay and I'll find you something to do."

"Let's talk about Teiji Moriya's banquet." Katsumi Uehara, who didn't hear it, immediately turned serious and pointed to the empty evening dress area: "Whatever you want, I'll please." ”

Miwako Sato gave him a blank look, and was about to get up from the sofa, but there was a somewhat cautious footstep on the No. 2 staircase not far away-

The two followed the prestige, and a pregnant woman with a big belly was wearing a standard white wedding dress, and with the support of the man beside her, she walked up to the third floor step by step. Behind them is a team of professionals carrying cameras.

"Noriko Nagagawa?

"Ryuji??"

Katsumi Uehara, who saw the face of the person who came clearly, was stunned for a moment.

Ryuji Kawamura, who was wearing a white suit, looked up and happened to see his friend on the third floor, and his expression was a little surprised: "Self-denial? Why are you here? ”

"I should ask you this, what are you...... Taking wedding photos? ”

Glancing strangely at the professional team behind the two of them who followed upstairs, Katsumi Uehara blinked, and his eyes immediately fell on the pregnant bride Noriko Nagagawa, who had a big belly.

"Pregnant women's photos, to be exact."

Ryuji Kawamura scratched the back of his head a little shyly: "You know, our wedding is planned to be held after the birth of the child, but wedding photos and maternity photos are indispensable." ”

Noriko Nagayama, who was wearing a wedding dress, set her eyes on the hands of Miwako Sato and Katsumi Uehara holding together, and a hint of ridicule immediately appeared on her face between her eyebrows and eyes, which glowed with the brilliance of the mother star: "Miss Sato, did you and Mr. Uehara also come here to see the wedding dress?" ”

——？！

The smile on the corner of Sato's Miwako's mouth paused, and her hand subconsciously grabbed it.

Katsumi Uehara, who was still laughing, suddenly felt a pain in the palm of his hand and the back of his hand......

ps: I've got my salary back~

There will be ~

Set the bowl~

(End of chapter)