At noon, I had a meal with Gu Meimen Qingzang, and then Xiao Ai was sent back by car.
After all, the prosecutor general always has a lot of work to do. He took half a day off today to spend time with his granddaughter. The workload piled up in the afternoon and evening, and he needed to stay up late to deal with it.
Xiao Ai got off the car near the apartment, and then walked in alone with her backpack on her back. At this time, her sister and Aunt Ayako hadn't come back yet, and she had nothing to do when she went back. She might as well sit in the park downstairs for a while.
A quiet afternoon alone, which started after spending the morning with my grandfather, can be regarded as a day worth remembering in my life.
Xiao Ai found a tree in the park, then hugged her knees and sat down, staring at the sky in a daze.
However, after a while, she suddenly felt as if someone was peeping, so she took out a small mirror without any trace, placed it in front of her, and slowly moved the angle.
A figure wearing a black suit and sunglasses hiding in the woods was revealed...
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Back in the morning, at the Metropolitan Police Department, there was a search lesson.
"Congratulations, Gumeimen Police, our administrator~" Miwako Sato joked.
"If you say that, then you can just keep calling her like that from now on, without missing a word." Shizuo Komemon glanced at her sideways.
"This procedure was done too quickly, as if it had been prepared for a long time and was just waiting to be sent out." Shiratori Rensaburo clicked his tongue in surprise.
"Old thief Hakuba has bad intentions and has a premeditated plan." Shizuo Komemon snorted softly.
"I am willing to take responsibility for such bad intentions and premeditation, but it is a pity that it is not my turn." Sato Miwako shook her head and laughed.
"Well, before the case is arranged, why not go to the administrator's office first?"
Takagi Wataru was also a little excited. He had obtained the managerial officer of the department chief, and he would soon become a supplementary member of the police department. He was finally promoted! He was quite promising.
"Haven't you ever been there before?" Shizuo Komemon said amusedly.
Takagi Wataru scratched his head and smiled naively, "I usually don't dare to look at you. Manager Matsumoto and Manager Kuroda are both a bit scary."
Hearing this, Shizuo Komemon looked at Sato and Shiratori and said very strangely: "When did I become less scary than the two of them? Is there something wrong with Takagi or me?"
Shiratori Rensaburo spread his hands, "You have to ask Takagi Criminal about this. I can't answer it. Maybe it's because I haven't been beaten enough?"
Takagi Wataru panicked and waved his hand quickly, "I mean, uh... I'm not familiar with Manager Matsumoto and Manager Kuroda."
Sato Miwako smiled and said: "Okay, don't scare him. We just happen to want to visit your office. Although we probably won't have the chance to sit in it in this life, it's not bad to experience it."
Shiratori Rensaburo joked: "It depends on our Gumeimen manager. If he takes us to a promotion in the future, we may still have a chance."
"Think too much, you have no chance." Shizuo Komemon said half-jokingly, half-seriously, then got up and walked to the administrator's office.
Sato and the other three quickly followed.
When he arrived at the administrator's office, Shizuo Komemon's expression was not so good. He looked at the tattered door that had been repaired more than once and fell into deep thought.
"If I had known that it would become my office, I would have started so lightly. Was that what I was thinking about?" Sato Miwako couldn't help laughing.
Shizuo Komemon shook his head, "No, I was wondering if the logistics department was paying attention to food and not to fighting, but this door was not replaced."
Shiratori Rensaburo habitually analyzed: "They probably just haven't had time to change. After all, Kuroda Police just packed up and left this morning. It's not good for them to change the door in front of Kuroda Police, right?
When the Kuroda police were there, they were just tinkering with things. But if the Gumeimen police were there to watch you, they would come and change the door very actively. This would be too embarrassing."
"Yes." Shizuo Komemon nodded, then entered the office and looked around. There was actually nothing in this office.
Directly opposite the door is a large desk. On the left is a bookshelf with a pile of documents. On the right is a low cabinet with some supplies. Behind the desk is a window with blinds hanging on it.
Other than that, there are Coke boxes piled high in the corner.
"Shiratiao, let the logistics people change the door later and get a bed by the way. Then put the bookshelf and cabinets on one side and the bed on the other side..."
Shiratori Rensaburo helplessly held his forehead, but did not say anything to persuade him, "I understand, I will let them prepare it. Do you want to bring in the refrigerator in the big office?"
"No need to move that one, just buy a smaller one and put it here." Shizuo Komemon waved his hand, "By the way, hang a sign outside."
"Brand? What kind?" Shiratori Rensaburo asked.
"Write some reminders on it. If I don't have anything important to do, I'll go to you. If I have something important to do, I'll go to Minister Odagiri. In short, don't knock on the door and disturb my sleep."
Shizuo Komemon said as he opened the blinds and looked out at the scenery outside.
"I think we should just remove the management officer's door number..." Miwako Sato couldn't help but complain.
Shizuo Komemon turned around, "It's okay, but then people who don't know the truth will try to knock on the door, so you still need to put up a sign explaining it."
Three people: "..."
In fact, everything here is familiar, and there isn't much to see. Shizuo Komemon sat directly on the chair and felt it.
"This chair was replaced with a new one later. I don't know how long it has been since it was replaced. The sponges have collapsed. Manager Matsumoto and that guy Kuroda are both heavy and can no longer rebound after being pressed down."
"I know..." Shiratori Rensaburo wrote down silently.
"Okay, do you have anything to report? If nothing happens, I'll go to bed first." Shizuo Komemon put his feet on the desk and leaned his upper body back slightly.
"There is indeed something." Shiratori Rensaburo said seriously, "The registration for Metropolitan Police idols has ended, and the preliminary screening will be completed today. After that, you, Gumeimen Manager, may have to participate in the final round of selection."
"Why is there still something to do with me?" Shizuo Komemon asked strangely.
Miwako Sato twitched her lips, "Have you forgotten that the Metropolitan Police Department's idol project was your idea?"
Shizuo Komemon was speechless for a moment, "I casually said at that time that this should also be blamed on me? Did Shiratori take it seriously? You should look for him if you want to find it."
"But, the first signature on this project is you, the administrator of Gu Meimen." Shiratori Rensaburo said with a smile.
"When did I sign it?" Shizuo Komemon looked confused.
"I signed it for you. Isn't that how all documents are usually done?" Shiratori Rensaburo sighed helplessly, holding his waist.
"..." Shizuo Komemon had nothing to say, "It's okay."
"There's no one in the Metropolitan Police who understands idols better than you, right? Even if it wasn't your idea, I would still come to you." Sato Miwako added, "And don't you like this job very much?"
