03/15, Kim Yao Day. The search class on the 10th floor of the Metropolitan Police Department has been noisy since the morning, with messy footsteps and greetings, and people discussing their affairs in the office with loud voices, as if they were worried that the police officers in the next office would doze off, and they were unwilling to stop for a moment.

The office of the special search seven was quiet, everyone was doing their own thing, and the high-level did not assign the task of re-investigating Leng Eucalyptus, and there was no need for them to go out of the scene, so they naturally squatted in the office and fished.

But this atmosphere was quickly broken by Takagi Wataru, he kicked his feet to roll the wheels of his office chair, and came to Yin Dahang's side with today's morning newspaper in his hand, and the volume that was still low continued to increase with the content: "Senior Yin Da, the medieval armor of the Rice Flower Art Museum last night actually walked by itself, it's incredible, do you say that someone is controlling it or the undead in the armor have been resurrected!" ”

"I said Takagi, why do you still believe this kind of nonsense to deceive children? How can there be ghosts in this world, I guess it is a means used by art museums to attract tourists, and there are not many people who like the supernatural now? Yin Dahang hooked the corners of his mouth helplessly, he found that Takagi Wataru was sometimes quite childish, and he would often be interested in this kind of thing.

Wataru Takagi touched his chin and nodded, he didn't agree that there were ghosts in this world, but he simply thought it was very interesting.

He thought that if Officer Sato was interested in the art exhibition, would he be able to send out an invitation? Wataru Takagi, who has always been a man of action, plucked up the courage to come to Miwako Sato's side and asked in a low voice, "That, Officer Sato, do you have time after work today?" ”

"Huh? I want to think about it...... Yumi asked me to go to karaoke tomorrow, and I have time today, do you have anything to do? Miwako Sato crossed her fingers and counted the time, and asked rhetorically.

"I—I'd like to invite you to the Rice Flower Art Museum, where there's an exhibition of medieval art." Wataru Takagi scratched his cheek, he was already a little nervous, and he stuttered when he spoke.

Miwako Sato tilted her head, and after staring at Takagi Shibu seriously for a few seconds, she showed a hearty smile: "Haha, Takagi, do you think I look like the type of art exhibition?" You better find someone else to see it, for example, the Eagle Division Police Department, he looks more like he has art cells, and a rough person like me can't understand art exhibitions! ”

“…… Ay? Ah, good, okay. Wataru Takagi never expected to be rejected for such a reason, and he drooped his head like a golden retriever abandoned by his master, and returned to his workstation with his mouth pursed, sighing in a voice that only he could hear.

Fujiwara Yu, who was already eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, didn't expect that he could be shot while lying down, and he felt several subordinates who ate melons

"Hostile", so he had to pretend that nothing had happened and got up to make a cup of comfort coffee for Wataru Takagi.

"Takagi, let's have a cup of coffee."

"Thank you, Police." Fujiwara Yu held his chin and took out his phone, and he peeked open his inbox to look at the emails he had saved.

It was sent by Akemi Miyano, and the content was nothing more than thanking herself for the chocolate and sleep aid she gave yesterday.

The chocolate was made by Fujiwara Yoshi himself, because he felt that he could make it more attentive, but he was not particular about the packaging, so that the milk chocolate was wrapped in brown oiled paper, and he almost couldn't find where the chocolate was.

As for the sleep aid aromatherapy, this is one that he often uses, and the effect is not bad, and the taste is very good, so he is here

"Harassed" Yoon Sen Hondo three times, and only after making sure that the gift would not cause a burden was given away with the chocolate.

In fact, sending sleep aid aromatherapy can be regarded as a little caution for Fujiwara Yoshi, he saw Akemi Miyano several times and didn't smell the smell of perfume on her body, only the orange-scented shampoo on his hair.

So there is a second reason to choose sleep aids, that is, I hope that her body can have the same smell as herself.

Jingle bells. The ringing of the landline phone interrupted Fujiwara's thoughts, and he realized that there were eucalyptus parts that needed to be out of the scene, so he immediately went to work, put the phone in his pocket and got up to put on his blazer.

Wataru Takagi, who was closest to the landline, had been answering the phone all the time, and his eyes widened in surprise when he heard the location of the eucalyptus: "You mean the location of the eucalyptus is at the Rice Flower Art Museum?!" Hearing this, everyone's faces changed, not that they thought it was unusual for a murder to occur in the art museum, but they were secretly sighing in their hearts: Everyone is really a crow's mouth, and they wanted to go to the exhibition last second, but now it's okay...... Directly give you a chance to visit the exhibition at public expense.

"Okay, I see, we'll go over now." Wataru Takagi hung up the phone and reported directly to Sosuke Takaji: "Police Department, there was a vicious murder in the Rice Flower Art Museum, because the art exhibition is free, there are a lot of people at the scene, it seems that a reporter has rushed to the scene!" ”

"Then let's go." Fujiwara Yu didn't forget to tell Miwako Zuo Teng before leaving, and spoke very quickly: "Zuo Fuji, you can take Takagi over and drive two cars." ”

"Yes." Fujiwara Yu drove his car to the eucalyptus scene alone, and when he saw that the yellow cordon set up at the entrance of the Rice Flower Art Museum was full of reporters who rushed to the scene, he looked sideways at the two people who arrived at the scene at the same time: "Zuo Fuji, Takagi, you go first to protect the scene, and let the unrelated personnel leave immediately." ”

"Yes, Police!" After letting the two of them enter the Rice Flower Art Museum, Fujiwara Yu saw the reporters rushing towards him like wolves, and his already serious expression became even more grim after seeing this scene, he had always hated dealing with annoying reporters at the scene of fate.

He can understand that the work of reporters is like this, but he also hopes that reporters will not interfere with their work, and expose the scene of their lives at will without knowing the truth, which will undoubtedly cause secondary harm to the families of the victims.

"Officer Eagle Division, may I ask if this piece has anything to do with medieval armor, is it really a ghost?"

"Officer Eagle Division, please answer my question, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Fujiwara's brow furrowed at annoying questions like these, and the group of reporters probably didn't know the answers to their questions.

It's nothing more than trying to add fuel and vinegar to the news report to attract people's attention. He put his hands in his pockets to make sure that he would not touch these people, because there are people with dark thoughts in these people, and when the time comes, he will reach out and push them away, and they will be rumored that the police will hurt people.

"Before the case is detected, we police have a duty of confidentiality. As for this kind of boring question, I think you also know what the answer is...... Please give me a way, and please don't delay me. He has always disliked this kind of reporter who asks questions at the scene of the fate, so there is no need to give them a good face.

Anyway, doesn't the outside world always say that he likes to put on a face to show others? I don't mind being portrayed a little darker.