"Wow!!!!" Yuan Zhi'ai ran back instantly, and then bumped into Qiao Shuya who was still in the house and was about to come out. She seemed to be crying bitterly.
Qiao Shuya: "???"
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Qiao Shuya's hand holding the happy water was shaking a little, maybe Yuan Zhi, who loved to cry, was not so sad when he died.
"Master, there is a bad woman bullying me!" Yuan Zhiai said.
"What's wrong? Why did I bully you?" Qiao Shuya was still a little confused. He was opening a soda just now and really didn't listen carefully to what was going on in the hall.
Yuan Zhiai: "She said she is E..."
Qiao Shuya: "???"
Qiao Shuya: "!!!"
Qiao Shuya looked at it silently, and then thought of Yuan Zhi'ai's face when faced with this scene, and he almost laughed out loud.
But seeing Yuan Zhi crying so sadly, Qiao Shuya would hold back no matter how funny it was.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to be angry about. The little ones are cute." Qiao Shuya touched her head.
Then Yuan Zhiai kicked him on the knee, and then walked back to the bedroom with his hands on his legs, limping like an inflated puffer fish after landing on the beach.
Qiao Shuya came to the door and saw squad leader Yoshida Tsumugi who looked embarrassed.
Oh, it turned out to be her.
Qiao Shuya finally understood why Yuan Ziaai turned into an angry puffer fish. Isn't it self-humiliating to compare her with the monitor?
At the same time, he also thought about why the squad leader came to find him.
"Sorry, monitor." Qiao Shuya apologized, and then welcomed the monitor to the sofa in the office.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I forgot to ask for my notebook this afternoon, so I'm here to disturb you now." Yoshida Tsumugi seemed very embarrassed.
"I'll get it quickly." Qiao Shuya left in a hurry, then took the notebook over and thanked him, "Thank you, your information is very useful to me."
"Well, I didn't expect that Qiao Shuya is a fan of reasoning like me..." The monitor put his notebook into his shoulder bag and looked at Qiao Shuya's home office with some curiosity.
We are now in the hall, which is an office desk and a living room style. They are now on the sofa.
Going through a corridor to the back is the kitchen and living room. Qiao Shuya's room is next to the kitchen. Yuan Zhi'ai does not live on this floor, but on the third floor of the top floor.
These are the layouts that existed before Wei Ning was there. Qiao Shuya did not make too many changes and still retained the original appearance.
"Classmate Qiao Shuya's family is really running a detective agency." She looked at the living room, which was almost the same as the detective agency she imagined.
"Well, it's not that... this has been abandoned for a long time..." Qiao Shuya still explained.
"Is that so? It's a pity. In fact, I think Qiao Shuya's classmate also works as a high school detective. This setting is also very good." She smiled.
High school student detective... It is said that the 4-chome Megure Police Department next door is going to open a detective agency. There is no need to have a detective agency so close. It sets up a conflict...
"By the way, Qiao Shuya, that... primary school student, is she really your daughter?" Yoshida Su suddenly thought of the situation that shocked him just now, and looked at Qiao Shuya, who was smiling at this time.
If she didn’t know Qiao Shuya’s age, it would be okay, but she knew that Qiao Shuya was only 17, how could she possibly have a daughter...
"Fake, just kidding, she is actually a child of my relatives who came here to study." Although Qiao Shuya lied, he did not lie on the other hand.
Xiao Ai was arranged by Uncle Li. Isn't Uncle Li his relative? Besides, coming here to study, isn't studying under waterfalls and jeeps also learning?
"Well, by the way, Qiao Shuya, we can still discuss that case." The monitor's purpose seemed to be to come here to talk about the missing case.
"It's a bit too late today, monitor tomorrow." Qiao Shuya smiled.
In fact, it's his own problem. He promised to return the notebook in the afternoon, but he was surrounded by the hot girls. He didn't refuse directly. It seems that the subtle expressions are of little use to the carnivorous hot girls here. I'll try it next time.
Be rough.
"Well, that's fine. In fact, if Qiao-san is interested, we can go to the Qingshan campus to investigate together on the weekend." the monitor said.
"Let's talk about it later, I'll take you home." Qiao Shuya took out the keys to the jeep.
"No, I can take the tram..."
"We're all here." Qiao Shuya said, driving the squad leader home could be considered as compensation for his behavior today.
…
The jeep's headlights slowly turned on and it drove out of the office's garage.
Yuan Zhi'ai on the third floor looked in that direction, pouting like a duck.
"Sex is more important than gangsters!" Yuan Zhi'ai made a face in the direction of the jeep.
But when she was about to play with her phone to see if there were any interesting urban legends in recent forums, she suddenly received a message from a stranger.
"Darling, isn't this cute?"
Then, there was a picture below the news. It was a Shibuya hot girl wearing only underwear and hot pants. She took a selfie from top to bottom. The unfathomable valley in front of her and her wheat-colored skin showed her charm.
.
Yuan Zhiai: “???”
What a psycho! How could a stranger send me such a picture? Is there something wrong? Or is he deliberately showing off his wealth? Also, how did this hot girl know her mobile phone number?
RNM, stranger!
She deleted it directly and blocked the unfamiliar number.
But after deleting it, Yuan Zhiai became angrier and angrier. She even took a bath and couldn't calm down.
I’m so angry! I’m so angry that I can’t sleep!
She quickly took out her phone and searched for how to grow taller and...how to get bigger...
…
Yoshida Tsumugi's home is not very far from Wei Ning's office, only a few kilometers.
On the way, Qiao Shuya asked: "I have a doubt, why is the Watcher Association not involved in this matter?"
"Ah? Does this kind of thing require the participation of the Watcher Association?" Yoshida Tsumugi's expression looked very surprised. It seemed that in her understanding, the Watcher Association was like a United Nations peacekeeping force.
Some people died in my own home. It should be the responsibility of the police and detectives. No matter what they do, it can't be done to the extent that the United Nations peacekeeping troops are needed.
But Qiao Shuya frowned. He suddenly felt that the Watchmen Association did not promote enough to ordinary people.
In fact, most of the work they do in daily life is of this type. Most of them are just the association's AI analyzing events where strange monsters may be present, or the police station handing over cases suspected of strange monsters to them. Watchmen
The association will take action.
In this case, it is inevitable that many things will be missed.
The task execution efficiency of the entire association is like that of a middleman. Only those issues that cannot be solved by the Metropolitan Police Department are handed over to the association. But like this, the Metropolitan Police Department directly deceives the superiors and conceals the truth from the subordinates, telling the superiors that the missing person committed suicide, and telling the subordinates that the missing person committed suicide.
What kind of depression? This is what happens when a child has been giving up on himself before.
If he becomes the boss of the association, he will definitely recruit all the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and detectives, and let the Metropolitan Police Department and detectives specialize in investigating strange demons in a superior way, instead of like now.
"Qiao Shuya, I think some of the conspiracy theories seem to make sense. After all, this case ended too hastily and there are too many inconsistencies. It's hard not to think that someone sent money to the Metropolitan Police Department.
." Yoshida Tsumugi said.
"Then who do you think suppressed this enthusiasm?" Qiao Shuya asked while driving.
"The most likely ones are the people on the school board. They may have asked the Metropolitan Police Department to suppress this matter for the sake of the school's reputation. Secondly, it may be the Meguro City government and the Metropolitan Police Department itself." Yoshida Tsui analyzed.
"I understand. If I have time, I will go there to see the situation."
"Well, let's go together if we have time this weekend." The monitor seemed to have misunderstood.
After sending her home, Qiao Shuya drove to the office. On the way, he always felt that something was wrong.
Wait, how does the squad leader know the location of his home?
Qiao Shuya's face was filled with questions.
It seems that he has never exposed any other information about himself in the school, whether it is his part-time job as a watchman or his home address.
This squad leader... seems to have something...
It would be a pity not to be a detective.
When Yoshida Tsumugi returned to her home, she looked at her mobile phone. When she opened the lock screen, she found a photo of Qiao Shuya on the desktop.
In the photo, Qiao Shuya is facing away from the end, with the fist in his hand blazing. The background is the neon lights of the Tokyo metropolis at night. Behind him, you can also see the members of the logistics department of the association and the police finishing their work. The windbreaker is wearing it at this night.
In Tokyo, hunting sounds are heard.
She opened her safe, which was saved in a photo album. Each one was full of Qiao Shuya's photos, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, hundreds of them. Now, she took off the clothes on her clothes.
A button of , but what is photographed here is Qiao Shuya in his daily state.
Not the usual windbreaker, but the kind of shorts and short-sleeved attire that he wears when visiting guests today, which is far different from what he looks like when he works as a watchman.
"Thank you, the watchman who once saved me..." She copied the photo in the button onto the computer.
But it seems that Qiao Shuya has no idea who he has saved.
He didn't know how many strange demons he had killed during his more than 800 levels of passivity, and he didn't know how many people he had indirectly saved. As for who he had saved specifically, he had forgotten, and he didn't need to know.
This is just his job.
Just like ordinary people don't remember how many slices of bread they have eaten in their lives.
The association will pay subsidies and remuneration, and it won't cost him a penny anyway. He has nothing to do with saving those people who are suffering from strange demonic disasters.
"Come on, Yoshida Tsui." The squad leader took off his glasses, looked at himself in the mirror, and secretly cheered himself up.
"Work hard to become Mrs. Bridge, and finally run that agency with the person you like, and become the most famous detective agency in Tokyo and District 11!"