"Officer Shira, Officer Shirakawa?"

In the dark cemetery, there were only two flashlights, and the grave keeper maintained the posture of stooping down to pick up the flashlight, turning his head to look at the boy who was making the same action as himself.

A night breeze blew, and there seemed to be a chill in the air.

As if frightened by the boy's sudden action, the expression on the grave keeper's face was quite panicked at the moment, if it weren't for the cover of the night, he thought that he would be exposed to the young police officer beside him immediately, right?

The grave keeper was lucky, but the actual situation was actually similar to what he thought.

After smelling the same unknown pungent smell on the grave keeper's body as Mr. Muraki at noon, the boy had already roughly figured out the ins and outs of this case.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I'll just do it myself."

The boy's face showed that gentle smile again, but unfortunately he could not see clearly in the night, and with a slight force of his hand, he took his own flashlight from the grave keeper's hand, and then stood up.

Beside him, the grave keeper also stood up, looking uneasy and nervous.

"Hold, I'm sorry, Officer Shirakawa, it's me, it's my ......"

"It's just that the flashlight has dropped, why are you suddenly nervous?"

Without looking at him again, the boy patted the dust on the flashlight and said:

"I didn't get this flashlight off by you, what are you afraid of?"

"I—I'm just a little nervous, after all, you're a policeman, haha......" Forcing himself to calm down quickly, the grave keeper laughed.

"Nervous? How do you say it in a tone that looks like you've committed some kind of crime? ”

With a laugh, the boy turned on his flashlight and continued to walk towards the outside of the cemetery, while behind him, the grave keeper hurriedly followed, but deliberately kept a certain distance from the boy as before.

"You can't have broken any law before, right?" The boy spoke in a normal tone, chatting casually with him.

"There's—There's no such thing!"

Hearing this, the grave keeper hurriedly explained, and his tone, which had finally calmed down, seemed a little flustered at the moment.

"Officer Baihe, don't think about it, I, I'm just a cemetery watcher, even if you want to break the law, there is no place to commit it......"

"That sounds the same, but ...... It is not long before the war has passed, especially during the turbulent period of war and post-war reconstruction, and it is not uncommon for lawbreakers to take advantage of the failure of the police to catch themselves and get away with the crime after committing it.

There were countless unsolved cases left over from that period, and in the past few years, I have been looking through such files stored in the Metropolitan Police Department, and many of them have been solved.

Some people always think that if they can hide for a while, they can hide for a lifetime, and even some arrogant and ignorant stupid people always think that they can deceive the police's sight by making two flawed tricks, which is really stupid......

As everyone knows, in the eyes of those who really have the determination and perseverance to investigate these things, their little tricks are nothing more than 'deception of beasts, only to increase laughter'......"

With that, the boy suddenly turned his head to look at the grave keeper beside him, moved closer to him, and then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

When he heard the boy's words that seemed to mean something, the grave keeper's heart was already frightened at this moment, and he was not sure whether the boy had already investigated any key information, or if he just happened to say it casually.

And the boy's last gentle pat made him tremble subconsciously.

"So, ah......"

In the darkness of the night, seemingly completely unaware of the change in the grave keeper, the boy pressed his hand on his shoulder, and said with a gentle smile:

"Mr. Grave Keeper, if you have done something similar before, it is better to turn yourself in to the police as soon as possible, so that at least you can be given a light sentence, which is better than being found by the police......"

"Officer Shira, White River ......"

"Just say it, just kidding, don't take it too seriously."

At some point, both of them had already walked outside the cemetery, and the boy withdrew the hand that had been pressed on his shoulder.

"But also to be honest, if you have someone in a similar situation, persuade them to turn themselves in."

"Officer Whiteriver, I'm ......"

After saying that, the boy did not wait for the grave keeper's reply, and turned and left directly.

"It's late at night, pay attention to your step, don't step into the pit and break your foot."

“……”

Early the next morning, the boy did not rush to continue investigating the case, but first went to a hospital in the city.

It was only after he returned from the cemetery last night that he heard that Keiko Hatoyama had been hospitalized yesterday.

It is said that the medical team that had been invited from abroad arrived and needed to treat Keiko Hatoyama for two days, and Keiko Hatoyama was admitted to the hospital in order to receive medical treatment more conveniently.

This is not a very serious matter, but because the boy has been busy investigating the case yesterday, and Hatoyama Keiko doesn't want to affect the progress of the boy's investigation because of this matter, so she didn't take the initiative to tell him.

As for the little Karasuma who was in the know, she forgot about it purely because she understood this idea in Keiko Hatoyama's heart, and she was too excited to investigate with the boy......

So, early the next morning, the boy went to the hospital first.

I could have gone last night, but he came back late last night, and because he didn't want to disturb Keiko Hatoyama's rest, he waited until this morning.

"Xiaoqing, leaving the case that needs to be investigated early in the morning and coming to see his fiancée, this is not what a good and conscientious policeman should do......"

In the special single room, Keiko Hatoyama looked at the person sitting on the bed, put down half of the reading in her hand, turned her head to look at the boy sitting on the edge of the bed, and sighed softly.

"It's not time to go to work yet." The boy slowly peeled the apple in his hand and replied.

"The job of a police officer is something that you have to go to when you need it, and there is no fixed time to work." Keiko Hatoyama corrected.

"But now no one in the Metropolitan Police Department calls me over, which means that I can at least wait until the scheduled working hours."

The boy in turn defeated her, almost making Keiko Hatoyama angry.

That's right, as the grandson-in-law of the Hatoyama family, except for the old man Hatoyama in the Metropolitan Police Department, no one dares to let the boy work overtime, everything depends on his will.

Not to mention...... The boy is not a real police officer at the moment, and there is no such thing as not being able to go to work.

"Flim Flam ......"

"It's right from wrong."

As he spoke, the boy sliced a small piece of the apple with the fruit knife in his hand and handed it to Keiko Hatoyama.

"Hmph." Unceremoniously opening her mouth to eat this small piece of apple, Keiko Hatoyama spoke:

"I won't talk to you about these useless things, let's talk about it, how was the investigation of that case yesterday? Is there anything I can help with? ”

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(End of chapter)