The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

"I'm about to go home, are you going home too?"

"go home……"

If you don't come across a leaf, of course you're going home.

It's getting dark after all.

But when it comes to leaves, the plan can be slightly changed.

"Brother Ye, can I go to your house to play?"

"……Eh?!"

to your own home?

Would that be a little dangerous?

reject?

Or accept?

Will someone call the police?

This kind of problem is really annoying.

Chapter 38: Want to be a cop? (build)

It's getting late.

Yoshida Ayumi wants to play at her home.

Of course this is...

No way.

Leaf did not agree to this request.

Because he dare not.

After just saying a few words, the little girl hurried home.

And he himself went home.

Business as usual today.

Cooked rice.

Then wash the ingredients.

You can only eat by yourself, and you don't have to be so particular about everything.

There is a message on the phone.

Listen to it during your break.

"Brother Ye, it's me, the Mumu Police Department. When you come back, remember to make a phone call."

A short recording, soon to be played.

The room was quiet again.

Leaves like to be quiet.

But I don't like this kind of lonely silence.

Although already used to it.

"click~ka~"

The second hand of the clock kept beating.

The sound made, in addition to making the room quieter, can only remind the passage of time.

Time is the biggest enemy.

is the strongest enemy.

An enemy that can never be resisted.

As long as time goes on, everything becomes meaningless.

"Ah~"

Helpless sigh.

Then get up and call Mu Mu's phone.

Twilight Thirteen is not at home.

So I went straight to the search class.

Found someone this time.

"Brother Ye Ye... Yes, it's that same thing."

"I know."

No need to guess, it must be because of the black police.

"The Mumu Police Department, can you give me a list of the department heads who searched Section [-]? If possible, it is best to include some basic information about them."

Investigate He will not investigate.

But if there is such information, maybe it can be remembered.

Memories of those past lives.

"OK, no problem."

This request, Mu Mu Shisan did not refuse.

It's just the list of department heads. It's not a secret, you can find out by looking it up.

Basic information is not difficult either.

They are all colleagues, and they still know a little bit.

Although a bit against discipline.

But Ye Ye's words, he completely trusted.

"I'll be working overtime at the Metropolitan Police Department tonight, you can bring me a takeaway."

"clear."

When the appointment is over, end the call.

The leaves breathed a sigh of relief.

Stand up and stretch.

"It's cooking."

Pat his butt and head towards the kitchen.

Mouth humming.

"When you're alone, who do you think of, do you want someone to accompany you..."

……

At night, I still deliver food.

Although there are many and complicated part-time jobs, there are always a few, which are relatively fixed.

Like delivering the morning paper and delivering food.

Mu Mu thirteen was booked in advance, and they did not say how many copies.

So the leaves took dozens of copies, and a full cart was pulled directly over.

"Just treat it as a reward for your subordinates."

This is what he said to Mu Mu Shisan.

While Mu Mu Shisan felt sorry for his wallet, he was also speechless.

Still a little helpless.

"Brother Ye Ye, you really will take the opportunity to make money."

"Hahaha~"

Leaf laughed.

Under the arrangement of Mu Mu Shisan, together with the two police officers, they moved all the lunch boxes inside and distributed them to the overtime police officers.

One male and one female.

The man is called Shibu Takagi.

The woman is called Sato Miwako.

Although these two are not protagonists, they are also high-level supporting roles.

All good cops.

And they are all elites.

Although Takagi Shibu looks a bit silly.

But stupid people have stupid blessings.

Leaf greets them.

Then he followed Mu Mu Shisan to a place where no one noticed.

"This is what you want."

Hand the stack of rolled up paper to Leaf.

When he took it, he asked again.