Shirakawa was given the position of special adviser to the Metropolitan Police Department, which also meant that his safety was another guarantee.

After the meeting, Section Chief Matsuyama took the initiative to invite everyone to the Metropolitan Police Department cafeteria for dinner.

Shirakawa sat with Saya Shiraki and was teased by the pot-bellied Matsuyama section chief,

"If Kuraki-kun is a few years older, he will be a good match for our Miss Saya."

Shiraki Saya blushed suddenly and buried his head in eating.

There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant, but Asanuma Koiko's face was very bad, as if the section chief Matsuyama invited her to eat not serious food, but a piece of Xiang.

"Miss Love, don't put on a stinky face, even I, an old man, don't feel ashamed, why do you care, your future is bright, I heard that you were invited to teach at the University of Tokyo?"

Shunsuke Koga said with a smile.

Asanuma Koiko nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Koga, my bad mood has nothing to do with winning or losing. ”

"Really? But looking at Kuraki-kun's eyes full of resentment, could it be that I was wrong, haha. ”

Shunsuke Koga laughed again.

Asanuma Koiko shook her head, "I just think that talented people should also know basic politeness." ”

This sentence should be given to yourself as it is.

Shirakawa sneered and continued to eat.

Because of the relative proximity, Bai Chuan naturally heard the female academic bully's evaluation of him, but he didn't intend to pay attention to this woman with special fetishes.

"Miss Saya, do you know Kazuki Tsuboi?"

Shirakawa asked suddenly.

Shiraki Saya raised his head and looked at Shirakawa in surprise, "Know! Don't Kuraki-kun know? ”

"Is he famous?"

Shirakawa asked suspiciously.

Saya Shiraki nodded heavily, "He's the man known as the Godfather of Crime, and 18 years ago, his fame spread throughout Tokyo, oh no, it's the whole country, and no one doesn't know his name." ”

"The Godfather of Crime?"

Shirakawa's brow furrowed slightly.

Section Chief Matsuyama also seemed to remember the past, and he sighed,

"No one thought that man would be a born psycho-killer, and he was the best special adviser hired by the police force back then, helping the police solve many mysteries."

"Section Chief, didn't you say don't mention this?"

An elderly police officer reminded.

Section Chief Matsuyama touched his delicate mustache and hid his embarrassment with laughter, "Haha, haha, I'm sorry, I drank too much and forgot." ”

"There's no alcohol at all, you're drinking orange juice."

The old officer reminded.

Section Chief Matsuyama smiled again, "Hahaha, orange juice?" I bet there's definitely alcohol in there. ”

No one paid attention to Matsuyama's jokes, and everyone started talking about Kazuki Tsuboi.

Through their descriptions, Shirakawa had a rough idea of what kind of person Kazuki Tsuboi was.

18 years ago, Kazuki Tsuboi committed 33 serial murders in the island country that shocked the whole country, and the police did not find any clues, and even kept him helping the assistant to investigate the case, which became the biggest joke at the time.

If it weren't for Kazuki Tsuboi's fiancée who found the body piled up in the snowman in the yard, discovered Kazuki Tsuboi's true face, and reported him, basically no one would know that he was the mastermind of the case.

After the arrest of Kazuki Tsuboi, because of his super high IQ, even if he killed so many people, he was only sentenced to life imprisonment, because the police only found the body of a snowman, and even the murder weapon could not be found.

And in addition to the 33 serial murder case, he has also done other cases, but they are all perfect crimes, leaving no clues, if he didn't take the initiative to confess, no one would know at all.

But he never told the police where the murder weapon and evidence were.

He told the police at the time that he had done the case purely to mock the Metropolitan Police Department.

Therefore, these disgraceful matters are not allowed to be discussed openly within the Metropolitan Police Department.

When Kazuki Tsuboi is mentioned, he will only be said to be a heinous psycho-killer.

Many of the cases he committed have not yet been found, and have become mysteries.

On the one hand, the police are investigating and investigating these old cases.

On the other hand, when encountering other similar cases, I will go to the prison to consult him and help analyze the behavior pattern of the psycho-killer.

Because of this, he earned the title of Godfather of Crime, and many prisoners have imitated him in committing crimes, but no one has been as perfect as he is.

Shirakawa really couldn't imagine how he could be related to such a Psycho-killer.

Unless, his fiancée is the original mother, Aika Kohashi.

"Do you know who his fiancée is?"

"This is confidential information, so I can't tell you."

Section Chief Matsuyama said with a smile.

"This is the protection of the whistleblower, if she is exposed, many perverts who worship Kazuki Tsuboi may launch crazy revenge on her."

Mori Shuichi said with a serious face.

"After so many years, we don't remember who the whistleblower is."

The old officer interjected.

Shirakawa nodded understandingly, it seemed that he wanted to know if Tsuboi Kazuki's fiancée was the original mother, and he had to go to see Kobashi Aika in person.

She recently had surgery and should be recuperating, and as a "son", she should also visit her.

After eating, Shirakawa came out of the Metropolitan Police Department, the midday sun was hot, and his skin was a little painful.

Shirakawa gets on his beloved electric car and heads in the direction of the maid café.

Miss Kyoko was able to catch the prisoner smoothly this time, so how could I not thank her.

Besides, Shirakawa also wanted to take another look at the thick diary, take a photo if it was convenient, and pass it to Shuichi Mori of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The Maori police officer was sometimes overly cautious.

It took Shirakawa 1 hour to get to the maid café.

Two lively and lovely maids in the café immediately greeted them,

"Master, what do you need to drink?"

"I'd like to find Miss Kyoko."

Shirakawa rejected the enthusiastic maids and called out Miss Kyoko's name directly.

The two maids sighed and called out Kyoko, who was resting in the room.

Kyoko was wearing a black maid skirt and a white ruffled apron, holding a silver teapot and tray in her hand, looking at Shirakawa with a blank face.

"An hour?"

"Is it okay all afternoon?"

Shirakawa asked with a smile.

Kyoko nodded faintly, followed Shirakawa to the specific booth, and handed the menu to Shirakawa.

Shirakawa didn't order coffee this time, but black tea and strawberry cake.

Kyoko brought the black tea and cakes that Shirakawa ordered.

"Master, please use it slowly."

I have to say that being called the master by such a good-looking maid, Shirakawa does have a very peculiar feeling in his heart.

"These are for you, I don't like sweets."

Shirakawa pushes the delicate disk to Kyoko.

Kyoko didn't shirk, she is very professional, but anything that doesn't touch the bottom line, she will basically do it, which is also one of the maid's rules, and she can't go against the master's reasonable requirements.

Of course, Shirakawa didn't understand these things, he just wanted to treat the beautiful Miss Kyoko to dessert.

Kyoko picked up the spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of the cake, slowly put it into the cherry mouth, and chewed expressionlessly.

If someone wants to judge whether the cake is good or not by her expression, it will be a big disappointment.

"Miss Kyoko, can you borrow your diary from me and read it again? I need to take a picture and send it to the police as evidence. ”

Kyoko took out the thick diary from her apron.

Shirakawa was surprised last time, and Miss Kyoko not only likes to write a diary, but also carries it with her, which is really special.

Kyoko flipped through the diary, found the relevant content, covered the other places, and let Shirakawa take pictures.

Shirakawa took out his phone and took a photo, very curious about the rest of the diary.

But Kyoko doesn't seem to plan to share it with him.

Kyoko put the diary back in the pocket of her apron and continued to eat cake and drink black tea quietly.

"Thank you, Kyoko-san, for helping me a lot this time."

Shirakawa said politely.

Kyoko still didn't have any expression, just nodded slightly, her hairstyle today was slightly different from yesterday, her long golden hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, and she was curled up in circles of wheat waves.

The color of the lipstick is also a little stronger than yesterday.

In other words, I didn't wipe my lipstick yesterday, but I deliberately wiped it today.

Did she know I was coming? Deliberately dressed up? Or is it meant to be that way?

Shirakawa couldn't help but wonder.

Time just passed so slowly.

Since Kyoko doesn't like to talk, Shirakawa doesn't know what to say.

Both tacitly chose to remain silent.

Half an hour passed, and Bai Chuan always felt that if he didn't say something, the atmosphere would become more and more awkward, so he took the initiative to speak,

"How are you doing?"

"It's fine."

After the two asked and answered, they fell silent again.

Half an hour passed, and Shirakawa spoke again,

"Does Kyoko-san still need someone to share with?"

Kyoko shook her head, "I'm still living where I was. ”

The original place? I'm upstairs?

"Really? How come we haven't encountered it in an elevator? ”

"Maybe you didn't pay attention."

Kyoko said lightly.

Shirakawa feels that Miss Kyoko is a lady who is good at chatting to death, but since she has spent money, there is no reason to keep silent.

She is her master today.

"Miss Kyoko, I don't come here often, is there anything else you can tell me about?"

Shirakawa asked politely.

Kyoko took out the menu, and in addition to the serious coffee and desserts, there was also a more serious maid to chat with, and the maid game.

As for the maid game, the main thing is to let the maid change into the type of maid costume that the master likes, and then play the mobile game together, this game can also require multiple maids to participate together, because the mobile game is an online game.

Bai Chuan looked at the maid's optional suit, the cooler the dress, the more expensive it was, but fortunately, he now has assets of hundreds of millions, but he doesn't have to worry about not being able to pay this fee.

"Kyoko-san, do you like to play dress-up games?"

Shirakawa asked.

Kyoko was silent for 3 seconds and nodded slowly.

"Then let's change all these clothes."

Considering that she was going to spend the whole afternoon at the maid's café, and that Miss Kyoko was a taciturn person, Shirakawa had no choice but to let her change her clothes.

The first 5 sets of maid outfits are relatively conservative, and Miss Kyoko has mastered them well.

It wasn't until the sixth set that the designer began to expose his XP, with a lot of cutouts and blank spaces.

Even the royal sister, who was paralyzed, showed a shy expression.

Shirakawa's eyes lit up, feeling that this pure lace maid outfit was very suitable for her, but it was not suitable for men who were always in adolescence with strong hormones.

Only a serious person like himself can truly appreciate the design of clothes.

[Miss Kyoko is so tempting, you are already thinking about going to her house for a cup of coffee when you send her home at night, and by the way, you have an in-depth exchange with her......]

Miss Kyoko, who I've been looking forward to, finally appeared.

But her role is still to come, and this is just a foreshadowing.

Our Miss Reporter hasn't pushed it yet? Miss Kyoko's role should be put in the back.

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There are so few friends who have voted for monthly tickets recently, and there are very few friends who have left messages in the latest chapters, what's going on? Readers, grandfathers, won't they all start raising books?

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