It's not that things like crime rates don't exist now, but without electronic files and relying only on manual statistics, there are too many tricks that can be done.
Of course, for some people, this means more room for maneuvering.
It is difficult to blame this kind of thing on a certain person. After all, even if the Metropolitan Police Department keeps statistics honestly, after reporting it, the people above may not be very happy to see it.
Whitewashing peace is a good choice for you, me and everyone.
Shizuo Komemon was thinking about these things randomly, and walked all the way to the room where Suzuki Ayako had just entered, but there was no one inside.
When passing by the living room, Hattori Heiji was slumped on the sofa watching TV. Seeing that he was distracted, he reminded everyone that they were in the kitchen.
Shizuo Komemon continued to think wildly, walked to the kitchen by the way, and leaned against the door frame.
Looking at Hattori Shizuka who is busy in the kitchen, Toyama Kazuha who is doing some work, and Suzuki Ayako who can only sit aside and watch because of her foot injury.
I wanted to try to see if I could help the Shiratori Police Department to change the current situation of the Metropolitan Police Department, but now it seems that there are many difficulties, and I may even have to become an enemy of everyone.
Of course, it's not just to help the White Bird Police Department, otherwise with his salty personality, he wouldn't worry to this extent.
Shizuo Komemon's eyes fell on Ayako.
If the Metropolitan Police Department could become better, the security in Tokyo could become better, and Miwa Town could become safer...
In this way, after she leaves, she can live a good life, right?
"Jingjun? Have you finished talking about the business?"
Suzuki Ayako felt the eyes behind her, turned her head and saw Shizuo Komemon staring at her, and smiled brightly.
"Oh, we've finished talking." Shizuo Komemon came back to his senses.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Shizuka Hattori turned around and asked with a smile.
"No, he is much easier to talk to than my old man." Shizuo Komemon chuckled.
Toyama Kazuye opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "It was so easy to meet Heiji's father for the first time. Gumeimen criminals are so powerful. To be honest, I have known my uncle since I was a child, but even now I can still see him.
A little scared."
"Is it that scary? It's okay."
Shizuo Komemon thought about his old man's cold expression and harsh words. In contrast, Hattori Heizo was so approachable!
"Shizu-chan, how long will it take for the meal to be ready? I'm a little hungry." Just as he was talking, Hattori Heizo's voice came.
Several people looked at each other, especially Shizuo Komemon and Ayako Suzuki, whose expressions were even more complicated.
"Uh, everyone is in the kitchen." Hattori Heizo looked at everyone awkwardly.
The expression of disbelief on Toyama Heye's face made him realize that his image had probably been completely destroyed by these words.
Looking at Suzuki Ayako who was sitting there, covering her mouth and unable to suppress her smile, Hattori Heizo was even more numb.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Suzuki Ayako quickly regained her proper posture, "It just so happens that Jing-kun will be called Jing-chan by Gu Meimen lawyer..."
Hattori Heizo turned to look at Komemon Shizuo, and saw that the latter also looked a little embarrassed, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Ah, that's really fate." Hattori Shizuka said with a relaxed smile, "No wonder I feel friendly when I see Komemon-kun. I have been preparing tonight's meal since yesterday. I must eat more.
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The awkward atmosphere immediately dissipated.
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The dinner was quite sumptuous, and the dessert after the meal was also very delicious. Shizuka Hattori seemed to know that Shizuo Fumimon loved sweets, so he prepared nearly ten kinds of desserts such as three-color dumplings, yokan, and taiyaki.
After the meal, Fumimon Shizuo and Suzuki Ayako came to the guest room prepared by Hattori Shizuka for the two of them. It was a Japanese-style room with two sets of futons placed on the tatami.
One room, two sets of bedding, this arrangement is a bit confusing, but it also fits the current relationship between the two.
Although we have had close contact before, this is the first time for us to sleep in the same room.
"Are your feet feeling better?" Shizuo Komemon asked Suzuki Ayako to sit down.
Suzuki Ayako stretched out her white, tender and delicate feet and shook them, "It wasn't serious originally. After seeing it, Aunt Jinghua said it would get better after resting. She even helped with a massage. It's already much better."
"Mrs. Hattori turns out to be good at healing injuries..." Shizuo Komemon's eyes were firmly attracted.
"I heard from Kazuha that Heiji-san was often injured when she was a child, so she had to learn it.
But that’s not all. Aunt Jinghua’s cooking is also super good, much better than mine. Jingjun should be able to cook it too.
She even knows how to do swordsmanship, and she is so elegant. She is simply a representative of the perfect woman."
Suzuki Ayako's face is full of admiration for Hattori Shizuka.
"Speaking of which, when I see Head Hattori and Aunt Jinghua, I always feel like I'm seeing Jingjun and I twenty years later.
But I'm still far behind Aunt Jinghua, I wish I could be half as good as her in the future."
Hearing what she said, Shizuo Komemon felt a bit like it. Hattori Heizo was a policeman, and so was he. Mrs. Hattori was a typical Yamato Nadeshiko woman, and so was Ayako.
It's just that compared to Hattori and his wife, he and Ayako are indeed quite different in some aspects.
For example, Hattori Heizo's top-notch professional skills - even though Shizuo Furumimon didn't remember that Hattori Heizo was evenly matched with Kudo Yusaku in terms of reasoning, it did not prevent Hattori Heizo from being praised in the police circles.
As for Gu Meimen Shizuo, everyone has heard about this.
But having said that, Fumimon Shizuo and Suzuki Ayako also have strengths that Hattori and his wife do not have, such as high-end personal power and top-notch financial resources.
"Um...Jing-kun keeps staring at my feet...is there something wrong?" Suzuki Ayako curled up her toes shyly.
"..." Shizuo Komemon was speechless, "Looks like I have to take a cold shower tonight."
"Eh??"
Suzuki Ayako's eyelashes flickered a few times, a little surprised and surprised, but also a little happy.
He lowered his head and looked at his feet, which were glowing with soft white luster, and asked, "Just like this, will Jingjun react so violently?"
"By the way, if you want to take a shower tonight, can you do it alone?" Shizuo Komemon couldn't bear it and immediately changed the subject, "Why don't you let Ye Sang accompany you?"
"Isn't that too troublesome?"
"Your feet are inconvenient, and it will be really troublesome if you slip."
"Then...Jingjun, can you accompany me?"
"...Ayako."
"What's wrong?" Suzuki Ayako held her face, put her hands on her knees, and looked at Shizuo Komemon with a smile.
"This is at someone else's house." Shizuo Komemon felt helpless.
"So?" Suzuki Ayako seemed not to understand.
"..." Shizuo Komemon had to change his excuse, "I might hurt you."
Suzuki Ayako blinked, seemingly confused, "Is it dangerous just to watch over me?"