The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

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And ah.

Always thinking about class struggle is also a disease in the eyes of many people.

"Ah~"

Suzuki Sonoko shook his head helplessly.

Then;

Too lazy to think too much.

"Anyway, you are now part of the bourgeoisie."

Saying this, he and Ye Ye leaned over his shoulders again.

"Let's go, accompany my sister to a dinner party and see the corrupt life of the bourgeoisie."

"Bourgeoisie, 嘁~"

Leaf pouted.

But he left with Suzuki Sonoko, still talking.

"Wait, sooner or later, I will infiltrate the Self-Defense Forces, take control of the gun, distribute manifestos and anthologies, and overthrow the oppressing and exploiting bourgeoisie."

"Can you stop talking about this?"

"The bourgeoisie is really afraid that someone will bring up the class struggle."

"...Since this is the case, then for our future, we have to strangle you first."

"come."

"Look at the trick~!"

"..."

The two of them fought and went to the so-called night banquet.

……

Nothing else matters.

The most important thing is his home, which is still under construction.

And when it comes to home, Ye Ye thinks of it.

"The Miyano family seems to be still there, and there is another thing there."

Some audio tapes.

It was a recording of Miyano Shiho's mother, Miyano Elena, left to her youngest daughter.

The leaves are remembered.

But don't know the address.

So I asked my friends to help, and I also found Mu Mu Shisan.

The Metropolitan Police should be able to find it.

Although a bit difficult.

The household registration system in post-war Japan is a bit difficult to describe.

Mainly because I was a little scared by the original conscription system, so I relaxed a lot in this regard.

Miyano Atsushi has not appeared for so long.

Roughly speaking, it is 20 years.

So it was a bit difficult to find, and it took several days to get the results.

And not at the Metropolitan Police Department.

It's a message from a friend.

When he got the news, he happened to meet a friend on the street, so he told Ye Ye the news directly.

Yumi Miyamoto was there at that time.

After thanking my friends, I couldn't help but complain.

"I've always wanted to say that your Metropolitan Police Department is a little too useless."

The investigation depends on the detective.

The guy Kudo Shinichi even has the title of "the savior of the Japanese police".

Even finding a house is not as good as your friends.

Looking at it this way, it's really useless.

"Um~"

Miyamoto Yumi, who was sitting in the patrol car, didn't know what to say.

Just get rid of the relationship.

"I'm the police department of the traffic department, and those things have nothing to do with me."

"Sister Yumei, are you really okay with this?"

"Hum~"

Anyway, the traffic section is very useful.

Otherwise, Tokyo's traffic will immediately become chaotic and then paralyzed.

Even the leaves admit it.

"Of course, the traffic department has indeed worked hard and made great achievements. Although there is nothing worthy of publicity, good fighters have no illustrious achievements."

Leaf said so.

Then go straight into the patrol car and sit in the back.

"Miss Yumei, can you give me a ride?"

"Send it to you? Are you kidding me, am I the kind of person who fakes public welfare?"

"of course not."

"Humph~"

Miyamoto Yumi snorted softly.

Then drove the car to the address that Ye Ye's friend said.

Leaf looked at the empty passenger seat.

"Sister Yumei, you are all made up by the police department, why are you patrolling by yourself?"

"Normal patrols, of course, have companions."

"...not normal today?"