The police officer named Tsuda did not ask about his purpose, and after returning to the scene of the crime in a police car, Fujiwara Yu picked up one of the intact oranges, carefully cleaned them, and wiped them with a handkerchief, as if he were treating a treasure.

Akemi Miyano noticed that Fujiwara was still sullen after the criminal was captured, and realized that he was drilling the horns, she couldn't help but step forward and comfort:

"Fujiwara-kun, I think you've done a great job."

After a slight pause in the wiping action, Fujiwara Yo raised his eyes to look at Masami Saito, and after being silent for a long time, he said in a muffled voice:

“…… I know that as a future police officer, it's not good to have such thoughts. ”

He knows very well that the police can't handle cases on behalf of their own emotions, so when investigating the scene and reasoning process, he tries to suppress negative emotions as much as possible. So now that he can finally catch his breath, he is stuck in a dead cycle of drilling the horns of the bull again.

If you insisted on sending it upstairs at that time, wouldn't this have happened?

The answer is no.

Even if I was sent upstairs at the time, I am afraid that there would be no way to prevent such a thing from happening. Because the real time period of the crime was after seeing the surveillance video, he understood that unless he stayed at Grandma Hanamori's house as a guest, the tragedy would still play out after he left.

There are not so many ifs in this world, and there is no way to change them.

"Actually, you can change the angle and don't limit yourself to what you think."

“？”

Fujiwara Yu blinked his eyes twice, a little confused by what Masami Saito meant, can you see anything from a different angle?

"Because of your efforts and the efforts of the police, you can successfully solve this case, right? A criminal like this who does not know how to self-reflect will continue to commit crimes. At the end, Akemi Miyano put her hands behind her back to look at the sporadic light in the night sky, and said softly: "You at least stop him from continuing to commit crimes, don't you?" ”

Prevent the continuation of the crime? It seems that this is indeed the case, and this is indeed something that I did not think about before.

Fujiwara Yu realized that he was indeed inferior to Saito Masami in some aspects, and before he did it, he would definitely fall into a dead loop, which eventually led to a knot in his heart. But now someone enlightens themselves in a way that is acceptable to them, and it's a different kind of experience.

I feel that as long as she is there, I don't seem to need to worry about the future.

"Well, I'm too limited."

Akemi Miyano just smiled and didn't continue the topic, but looked at the orange in Fujiwara's hand and asked out loud:

"Are you going to give this to Xiao Yong's parents?"

"Well, after all, this is Xiao Yong's favorite orange, and her grandmother bought it for him."

It was also this mediocre orange that allowed him to find crucial evidence to convict the murderer.

"But it should take some time to get back from overseas, and I'm going to entrust it to someone else."

Fujiwara Yu eventually handed over the oranges to Yoshie Kawai, the first eyewitness, and left a simple letter to give to Xiaoyong's parents, who were returning from overseas. He crumpled the letter with the truth in it and put it in his pocket and replaced it with a white lie.

It might be better to pass that pain on to the people closest to the victim and tell them that they are peaceful.

"I'll send you home, it's not too early."

I just went through a case like that, and I really didn't have the appetite for dinner.

"Okay."

"Well, let's go."

The shadows of the two looked long in the light of the street lamp, Akemi Miyano led the way, and Fujiwara Yo followed at the same pace, reducing the size of the steps to match each other's steps.

I don't know if it's reluctant to separate, or if the distance is really long, and the time has passed unexpectedly long.

It wasn't until she came to the vicinity of the apartment that Akemi Miyano slowly turned around and said:

"Fujiwara-kun, just send me here, pay attention to safety on the way back."

She didn't choose to go downstairs to the apartment, because she knew that if she turned the corner, she would see the watchmen of the organization guarding downstairs, and she didn't want Fujiwara's appearance to be remembered by them...... In case they knew that Fujiwara-kun was a student of the police academy, they would definitely choose the option of "avoiding future troubles".

Fujiwara Yu didn't think much about it, he put one hand in his pocket and nodded, and when his mood recovered, he rarely joked and raised his left hand into a salute posture, revealing the tiger teeth on the upper left, and said with a smile:

"Yes, guaranteed to complete the mission."

The little tiger teeth that can't be hidden are exposed with a heartfelt smile, and Miyano Akemi also noticed for the first time that the tiger teeth on the upper left side of Fujiwara are sharper and slightly protruding, and such a toothy smile is inexplicably a little naïve.

“…… Is there something on my face? Fujiwara noticed that she was staring at her face without blinking, and she couldn't help but ask.

"No, I just think Fujiwara-kun has such a side."

"Am I too boring on weekdays?"

"No, it's interesting." Akemi Miyano also learned Fujiwara's posture and saluted back, and said with a light smile: "Fujiwara-kun, who promised to complete the task, wishes you a good night in advance." ”

"Well, good night."

Fujiwara Yo turned around and took a few steps, then silently stretched out his left hand, lost in thought.

I really didn't expect myself to do such a thing, and sure enough, as the book says, liking someone will occasionally "become stupid".

——

At 23:47 after the end of the interrogation.

At nearly midnight, the izakaya near the Metropolitan Police Department will harvest the criminal department police who come to the team building after work, and the small izakaya can be described as overcrowded. The noisy environment in the store also made everyone talk loudly at the top of their voices, and they didn't know if they would be hoarse when they went to work tomorrow.

Suke Tsuda, who was sitting in the corner, did not have a sense of joy in completing the case, he shook the sake glass in his hand a little worried, but soon he showed a light smile, which made Officer Nakajima, who was sitting opposite, a little confused, he put down the wine glass and said in confusion:

"I said Tsuda, are you feeling unwell? This sudden smile is really infiltrating. ”

"Thank you seniors for your concern, I just suddenly figured out why he said that." Yusho Tsuda picked up the oranges on the table as dessert and said with a light smile: "I really didn't expect that child to be completely arrogant and think about the victim." ”

Officer Nakajima frowned and carefully reasoned about the "he" in his junior's mouth, and after noticing the orange in Tsuda's hand, he suddenly realized:

"You mean Fujiwara? That kid is really good, and after graduation, he should become the target of scramble among the departments of the search class, right? ”

"I think so, I really hope to have the opportunity to work with him in the future, and I should be able to learn a lot."

"Hey, I said Tsuda, you should also be confident, it's also a quasi-professional group, and you will definitely have a longer road than me in the future, you are not bad, my junior." Officer Nakajima, who had lost his police uniform, became a lot more humorous, and he didn't want his favorite junior to be hit by the police academy student of the professional group.

But at the end of the conversation, Officer Nakajima shook the sake jug in his hand, his eyes were already a little confused, and he said vaguely:

“…… It's really nice to work with him, it should be a lot easier haha... Some brain cells can be preserved... Belch! ”

Yusho Tsuda shook his head helplessly when he heard the words of Nakajima's seniors, and he didn't know if he was drunk and spit out the truth, and the seniors didn't want to work together to learn from each other, right? I just thought that working together would reduce stress and make me lazy.

If this kind of talk is heard by the twilight seniors, they will definitely be reprimanded.