Shuji Tsushima finished watching today's broadcast of Detective Playhouse with a numb expression.
Blackcat was invited by a Labrador police dog to solve a case for the police.
The case of the missing girl.
The black cat detective was so energetic that he easily found out the truth.
Then solved the eucalyptus.
Unfortunately, when the murderer was caught, the missing girl had already been killed.
This episode ends with the murderer's back when he was taken away, and Black Kate's depressed expression.
"Noah, you...were you also regretting not being able to save the victim?" Hiroki Sawada looked at the black cat's expression at the end and turned to ask Shuji Tsushima on the bed.
"..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the lost black cat in the picture and fell into deep thought.
What was he thinking at the time?
It seems to be too simple and boring.
He has this expression every time he solves a case.
It just feels boring.
The result was that Blackcat felt disappointed because he didn't save others in time.
This is the business model.
While sighing slowly in his heart, he answered Hiroki Sawada's question.
"Ah." His voice was inexplicably low.
Why does he need to explain? No explanation is needed. No matter what other people think, it has nothing to do with him.
So Sawada Hiroki stopped asking.
He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly he raised his head and said: "I don't know when my Doraemon will appear. By then Doraemon will be Black Kate's assistant!"
Sawada Hiroki's tone was full of expectation.
"You can urge the people in the animation department to arrange your appearance earlier." Shuji Tsushima smiled and said.
His eyes and smile always gave people a feeling of weakness and emptiness.
Like a thin layer of illusion.
"Isn't it bad to trouble them?" Sawada Hiroki hesitated.
"It's not a troublesome thing. It will happen sooner or later anyway. It's just a little earlier." Tsushima Shuji said nonchalantly.
Of course, social workers only need to listen to their bosses honestly~
If your boss says to do it in advance, of course you will do it in advance.
At most, the hair may fall out a little more.
No big deal.
It’s useless for a social animal to have hair, right?
Shuji Tsushima thought lightly in his heart.
If he becomes a vicious boss, will some employees come to assassinate him? I hope so.
"I will inform them." Butler Tanaka bowed and said.
If Sawada Hiroki is too embarrassed to speak, he needs to do this.
After all, we can't let Master Xiuzhi tell them.
How can I trouble Young Master Xiuzhi with such a trivial matter?
Sawada Hiroki smiled.
He wanted to say something, but found that the boy lying on the bed had closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep.
Sawada Hiroki stared at the other party quietly.
It must be very tiring.
He moved lightly and walked out of the room carefully.
Afraid of waking up the other person.
"Please tell me when Noah wakes up..." Hiroki Sawada looked at Butler Tanaka.
"I will inform Master Hiroki." Butler Tanaka agreed.
"Sorry to trouble you." Hiroki Sawada thanked him happily.
Then he walked into a room.
He has a room at Tsushima House.
Even the bodyguards he brought had rooms to live in.
Because Hiroki Sawada comes often and stays overnight every time he comes, he gets this special treatment.
Before this, no outsiders had ever stayed at Tsushima House.
…
In a room in the hospital, a police officer in a suit was sitting like an examiner during an interview.
The person being interviewed was a man wearing a hospital gown. He looked a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous, we are just making a routine inquiry." The police officer said as much as possible, trying to dispel the other party's vigilance.
"Your name is Fujiwara Wataru, right?" the police officer asked.
"Yes, what do you want to ask?" The man with long hair who looked like an artistic young man hesitated.
"Above Heaven"
"About how you entered the game...and what happened in the game..." the police officer said all the questions he wanted to ask.
"Because the option that suddenly popped up gave me a feeling of urban ghost stories, I thought it was very exciting and chose to agree. When I received the express delivery, I became even more curious..." said the artistic young man Fujiwara Wataru.
"Pause, did you find any strange people when you received the express delivery? Do you remember the appearance of the delivery boy?" the police officer asked.
"People? No, I didn't see anyone." Fujiwara Wataru sounded confused, then shook his head.
"I heard the doorbell and went to open the door. When I opened the door, I found a box at the door. Other than that, I didn't see anyone else." He said.
"Not one?" asked the police officer.
"Not one." Fujiwara Wataru said with certainty.
"Continue." The police officer nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.
"When I opened the box, I found a helmet login device and a letter inside. The content written on the letter and the red double moons printed on it made me feel very inspired..." Fujiwara Wataru continued.
"Before that I was still thinking about inspiration for painting..."
"So after I felt that these things would give me inspiration, I put on the login device directly, and I don't remember what happened after that." Fujiwara Wataru shook his head.
"It is said that I have been lying in the hospital for a month, and I haven't painted for a month... My inspiration has dried up..." He said painfully, pulling at his long hair like a fanatical artist.
"Okay, you can leave." The police officer, who didn't really want to see such a mentally disturbed artist go crazy, waved his hand and motioned for the other person to leave.
"Okay." Fujiwara Wataru regained his composure, nodded and left.
"Next." The officer knocked on the table.
A muscular man with a scar on his face walked in.
"Kenichi Sawada, right? Tell me how you entered the game." the police officer asked.
"The computer that was originally shut down suddenly turned on by itself, and an invitation appeared on the screen. I wanted to catch the other person, so I chose to agree. After agreeing, nothing happened. I was still lost for a while..." Kenichi Sawada looked at it
He appears to be a rough-and-tumble man, but his explanations are clear and coherent.
"I was working out at the time, and suddenly a bird hit the window of my house. When I opened the window, I saw a box outside the window, and inside the box was a gaming helmet..."
"When I put on the gaming helmet, it felt like I was asleep. If I hadn't been lying down for a month as you said when I woke up, I would have thought I just slept normally and didn't know anything." Ze
Tian Jianyi shook his head, his tone helpless.
"Is there anyone outside the window at that time?" the police officer asked.
"There can't be anyone there. Only birds can get there, unless that person has wings. This is also my question, why does the box appear there..." Kenichi Sawada said.
"Okay, I understand, you can go." The police officer recorded it in his notebook and waved his hand.