"What did you do today? Didn't you go out to get some fresh air?" Shizuo Komemon asked, looking at the yukata Suzuki Ayako was wearing.
"I went to the supermarket to do some shopping in the afternoon. I also basked in the sun at a nearby park, and then I came back to study Shizu-kun's songs." Suzuki Ayako put on her slippers.
"There's no need to be in such a hurry, you can just grab a few songs and go out."
Because the ban was unsealed, these songs could continue to be released, so Shizuo Komemon simply placed the notebook with Suzuki Ayako, which was at least safer than hiding it in the car, and let her pick out a few songs while she watched.
"How can that be done? You have to choose carefully. If there are ten songs on an album, the style should be consistent, and the three best songs should be selected for charting.
But to be honest, I think every song is great, and it’s easy to choose a style. It’s only the three songs that made the charts that troubled me for a long time.” Ayako Suzuki pursed her lips and smiled.
"Then let's just release single records. Don't worry too much about these." Shizuo Furumon said nonchalantly, "By the way, did the Suzuki family have an exhibition of Dark Star Pearls recently?"
Suzuki Ayako tilted her head slightly, "I don't know very well. Is it important? Then I can call home and ask."
"Kaitou Kidd sent a warning letter, I will go there to help arrest people."
"If Shizuo-kun wants to go..." Suzuki Ayako stood in front of Shizuo Komemon, a little nervous, a flash of panic flashed across her face, "Well, then I'll go home first tomorrow..."
"What's wrong?" Shizuo Komemon looked at her strangely.
"Um..." Seeing that he didn't understand, Suzuki Ayako whispered, "Is this a meeting with my parents? It's the first time, Jing-kun, to meet my parents."
Shizuo Komemon was speechless, "It seems to be true, but there's no need to say anything in advance, right?"
Suzuki Ayako lifted her hair hanging in front of her ears and said playfully:
"My mother actually doesn't agree with marriage, but I rarely insist on anything, so she can't do anything about me, so..."
"It seems that my notoriety must have left a deep impression on your mother." Shizuo Komemon chuckled.
Suzuki Ayako did not deny it. She covered her mouth and said with a smile: "My mother was present at the banquet in junior high school. She was the one who took me there. When she saw that scene, she pulled me and left quickly."
"If your mother is really dissatisfied with me, Ayako, then I'm afraid it would be better not to meet her." Shizuo Komemon said very seriously, "To be honest, I am not sure that I can maintain a good mood all the time. If I scare her, I won't
alright."
"It's okay, don't worry Jing-kun, I will take care of it." Suzuki Ayako said with a smile, looking very confident.
That night, Komemon Shizuo once again stayed in the guest room of Suzuki Ayako's residence, just like the previous two days.
Suzuki Ayako returned to her bedroom, closed the door, and was about to go to bed. After thinking about it, she turned around and opened the door again, leaving it ajar.
The moonlight was cold, and she was lying on the bed, holding a life-sized stuffed teddy bear and looking at the starry sky in a daze, murmuring:
"I don't know when Jingjun will find out that there is a door left for him... Could it be that I am not charming enough?"
After a while, Suzuki Ayako felt sleepy and suddenly thought of something, "Ah, is it because Jing-kun sleeps so well that he falls asleep almost midnight and doesn't wake up at all?"
For a moment, she felt dumbfounded, but Suzuki Ayako felt that this might really be possible.
Thinking of this, she blushed and had some thoughts - should she be more proactive? Would it be too fast?
Thinking about it, she turned over and hugged the doll tighter.
The quilt slipped off, revealing her round and smooth shoulders and the looming snow-capped mountain scenery.
She is a sleeping pie...
…
When Shizuo Komemon woke up the next day, he did not find Suzuki Ayako because it was already past ten in the morning and the latter had already gone to school.
However, breakfast and snacks were prepared, and a beautifully handwritten note was left as an explanation. In addition, the note was pressed with a key.
[...I prepared a spare key yesterday, but I forgot to tell Jingjun, please keep it~]
I went to work, fished, basked in the sun, and watched Rensaburo Shiratori, Miwako Sato and others wrap up yesterday's case. The whole day passed by like this.
When it was time to get off work, Komemon Shizuo stopped Takagi Wataru, "Are you free? If you are not in a hurry, come with me to the training room to practice. I haven't been there for a while."
Takagi Wataru was immediately frightened and pointed at his nose in disbelief. Did he not know when he had offended the Gumeimen Police Department?
Sato Miwako on the side asked strangely: "What? You are in a bad mood again? Because of what happened to the police yesterday?"
"No, I just want to practice controlling my power." Shizuo Komemon looked at Takagi Wataru with comforting eyes, "Don't worry, I won't use my full strength."
Takagi Sheba wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he couldn't bear even 30% of the strength...
Thinking of the cruel new weapon yesterday - the marble coffee table, Takagi Wataru felt his legs and feet were weak.
However, he could not tolerate such a thing, so Shizuo Komemon pressed his shoulder and "voluntarily" followed him.
Fortunately, Sato Miwako didn't leave the two of them alone, "I'll go with him too. Multiple people can make rotation easier. In addition, Takagi Criminal really needs to practice more fighting."
With all three of them gone, Shiratori Rensaburo didn't want to go home and continue studying criminal psychology.
Miwako Sato and others took turns to train, training with Shizuo Furumimon until dark, and then sat on the ground chatting.
"How are you doing with your interrogation skills?" Shizuo Komemon asked casually as he distributed the cokes he just bought to them.
Shiratori Rensaburo was twitching at the corner of his torn shirt, "Generally, I carefully studied the regulations on eliciting confessions, inducing confessions and accusing confessions.
The boundaries between them and interrogation techniques are too unclear, and the existing standards are also somewhat harsh, which have seriously interfered with normal case handling.
It can almost be said that unless all persons involved in the case are voluntary and honest, and tell everything they know, there will be no way to obtain completely legal and compliant confession evidence."
"Is it that serious?" Sato Miwako became serious.
Shiratori Rensaburo nodded, "It's so serious. I didn't pay much attention to it before. After careful study this time, I discovered that the theoretical regulations in this area are seriously out of touch with reality."
Hearing this, Shizuo Komemon said: "Let's do it step by step. First we have to identify the murderer and capture the prisoner, and then let's talk about the legality of the interrogation.
And now we mainly investigate violence, fatigue interrogation and civilized law enforcement. Aren’t we not investigating things like eliciting confessions too strictly? It’s rare to hear of cases that were dismissed by the prosecutor’s office and the tribunal because of eliciting confessions.”
Shiratori Rensaburo shook his head, "It's not that the investigation is not too strict, but when interrogators take notes, they will naturally selectively remove some content, so that it will be difficult for the prosecutor's office and the court to determine whether it is a confession or something else.
The stipulated standards are very high, but the actual operation is difficult to judge. These provisions..."
Perhaps it was some mysterious force that prevented him. Before he could finish his emotion, the ringing of the phone interrupted him.
