I'm such a big son

"Tell me, what's going on!"

In the Kanagawa District Police Station, Rimbaud, who was wearing pajamas, turned his face to the side tremblingly, and his whole body was full of refusal to cooperate.Fukuzawa Yukichi has already explained the ins and outs of the matter, but his eyes are too cruel, and the head of the household Rimbaud's registration file is basically "unmarried"... The testimony of this old man who appeared in a single woman's home with rather ambiguous clothes is quite There is no credibility left.

The peaked cap was locked in another room and wept: "I am a courier, and the woman who opened the door after ringing the doorbell, I just said that the delivery address is her home, this woman refuses to admit it no matter what. A man called out from the room to kill me!"

He was very clever and intentionally brought the topic to an ambiguous direction, thinking about the clothes and images of these two people, and thinking about the wonderful array of sex toys in the box...

Everyone shifted their eyes to Rimbaud, and the long-haired woman immediately sensed something and turned to look over. Her black hair swept over the snow marks exposed by her neckline. Look at the big sister who emits hormones.

"You two...what's the relationship between you two!"

The old police officer who was married and had a son and a daughter withstood the pressure and stared at Fukuzawa Yukichi. Mr. Swordsman never thought that he would ever be suspected by the police for such a reason in his life.

"She's my wife."

"He is my lover."

Mr. Fukuzawa: "..."

Miss Rimbaud: "..."

police:"……"

The two suspects looked at each other, turned around and changed their words again.

"She is my love."

"He's my boyfriend."

Miss Rimbaud: "..."

Mr. Fukuzawa: "..."

police:"……"

What are you doing, contempt of court?

"Enough, you two tell the truth! Name! Address! Work!"

Rimbaud: "Jeanne Nicole Attila Rimbaud, French, living in an island country, retired at home."

Mr. Fukuzawa: "Fukuzawa Yukichi."

The police have no choice but to enter the name of the silver-haired man into the search, a long list of resumes in the drop-down list, plus a photo of his ID card. The point is that there are two words written in the marriage column - "unmarried".

Well, even the police can’t control why someone is 40 years old and haven’t married, nor can they control two single men and women falling in love, let alone what the two people in love do when they are locked in a room with disheveled clothes... This is already It is an act of violating citizens' personal freedom and privacy.

What's more, Rimbaud is a foreigner, she has a certain sense of extraterritoriality in Yokohama.

"That idiot knocked on the door of my house with a box of unsightly things. I didn't kill him on the spot but waited for you to come and take this dregs away. It's quite law-abiding. What happened? People who were insulted and hurt Instead, you will be interrogated? What are you tax thieves doing? Don’t you know how to call the surveillance cameras to check the situation? If I really want to kill that idiot, I can let you guys find out?”

You can doubt Mr. Lan Tang's character, but you can't doubt Mr. Lan Tang's professional ability. Do you want to fight? !

"Ahem, cough, okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was afraid of causing a murder, hurriedly patted her to comfort her.

"Oh!"

As expected, Rimbaud, who punched the table with cracks, sat back obediently and made no noise, while a group of little policemen around him silently swallowed the old dog food.

Who knew your home was equipped with private monitoring!

The monitoring was quickly called out, and the truth soon came to light. Rimbaud insisted on asking the police to send him back, and the little policeman who made a fuss had to hire this beautiful woman who is naturally beautiful but has bad eyesight. and her elderly boyfriend into a police van to take them home.

"What's the matter! If the inspector didn't come to inspect the work in the afternoon, he could find a reason to detain her here and taste the pain!"

The pissed-off policeman has decided that there is some hidden deep-seated relationship between the two people who went on a one-day trip to the police station. Who would find someone old enough to be a father as a boyfriend? Who would find someone old enough to be a father? The daughter's person is a lover, isn't this a crime!

The police officer who took the notes put the records on the table and walked to the tea room to make a cup of coffee to refresh his mind. The inspector who made the inspection arrived in a short while, and the old police officer followed him to introduce the latest work progress.The supervisor saw a notebook on the table at a glance, picked it up and read it again...

"This Rimbaud...don't mention him, what did Fukuzawa Yukichi do to be brought in?"

The little police officer who delivered the man happened to bump into this scene when he was driving back, and the old police officer asked him to come up and explain the ins and outs of the incident.After listening to the ins and outs, the supervisor took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "You guys are so lucky..."

"???"

"Ahem, ahem, Fukuzawa Yukichi was once the strongest swordsman in the government. He was known as the 'Lone Swordsman Silver Wolf'. There are countless ghosts under the sword. He retired many years ago and opened a detective agency. Difficult cases involving people with supernatural powers will be handed over to him in private."

It's okay, it's okay, I didn't piss people off.

The policemen, big and small, looked at each other in blank dismay, secretly rejoicing that they were really lucky.

The supervisor looked around, and everyone had the expression of survivors after a catastrophe, and sneered in their hearts—fortunately, no one here knew who the long-haired woman was.

He didn't want to know why he was a woman anymore... didn't want to find a fight.

Former mafia cadre, Mori Ogai's top general, Lan Tang, a supernatural being codenamed "Drunken Boat"... How the hell did these two get together?Are all the people in the Intelligence Bureau just for nothing? No one has reported such important information? ? ?

"Dig to see if the courier has any other cases on his back. It's best if he has one. If not, we have to find a way to get him out of Yokohama... It's a kind of protection."

If you have a criminal record and go to prison for several years, if you don't have a criminal record, move out as soon as possible, bump into Lan Tang's nose with bad intentions, and even bite him back and send him into the police station. Should I say that Rimbaud is in a good mood today?Rumor has it that this person was once ordered to silence a certain police station in Tsurumi District. It may take half an hour to kill the rookies in this room.

The inspector, who was promoted from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, hurried away with hot first-hand information, leaving the police station looking at each other in dismay: "Go buy a lottery ticket together after get off work?"

"Let's go!"

……

When he got home, Mr. Fukuzawa took out the dried clothes from the dryer and changed them, staring at Rimbaud who also changed into thick clothes. At least he took him to the Armed Detective Agency for "nearby supervision" - the thief has already entered the police station, don't worry One didn't watch and let her run in and kill the person to vent her anger.

Reluctantly, Rimbaud was led out of the house for a "walk" by his lover's hand, and he walked to the entrance of the whirlpool cafe in a casual way.

"Either have something to eat here, or go up to my office and take a break without coffee."

That being said, he didn't let go of his hand. Seeing that Mr. Swordsman was bullied enough by him today, Rimbaud obediently followed him into the elevator leading to the fourth floor.

"There are not many members and clerks, so don't worry about someone disturbing you."

The two walked out of the elevator side by side. Mr. Fukuzawa stepped forward and pushed open the door of the Armed Detective Agency, and Rimbaud walked in.The last few times she came here, she didn't go through the main entrance, nor during working hours, so the clerks didn't know her except the secretary Haruno Kirako.

None of the detectives were there, and they all went out to investigate the case. When Miss Haruno saw Rimbaud appearing here, she hurriedly stood up from her seat. Sure enough, the president walked behind her.

"President, Miss Rimbaud."

"Ah, Bonjour! Ms. Haruno~"

"..."

Mr. Fuzawa suddenly put his hand on her shoulder, and gently pushed her into his office. The clerks outside were almost dumbfounded—this is...the proprietress?

Miss Haruno turned around and pushed up her glasses: "Miss Rimbaud is the president's friend for many years!"

You can't say that it's the president's girlfriend, right? What if someone asks about the date of the wedding?What if Miss Rimbaud's career is exposed in the future?

The clerks who had eaten a large amount of melon all showed "Oh...!" expressions and sat back to continue working hard. The atmosphere here is much more serious and tense than when Rimbaud was still working in PortMafia.

Who the hell is the villain?

Ms. Chunye, who kept the persona for her boss, made tea, took refreshment biscuits, Mr. Lin knocked on the door with a big plate and sent them to the president's office.Ms. Rimbaud, who couldn't help but make her heart beat faster, smiled and thanked her for taking the tea and warming her hands. Her smile was as bright as spring and the sun was warm. Miss Secretary blushed, and then her back felt cold...

Well, you don't need to look to know that your boss is definitely emitting black air again.

"Please take it easy, I'm out to do something."

She hastily bowed, put down her refreshments, and left. As soon as the office door was opened, there were many curious clerks outside. Rimbaud glanced sideways, and the clerks who were attacked by beauty at close range suddenly froze and left one by one. After returning to the desk and sitting down for a long time, I couldn't get back to my senses.

Such a beauty, I really hope to see it every day, and I am willing to eat only white rice at noon.President, please give me more strength!

Mr. Fukuzawa, who looked out at the same time as Rimbaud but was completely ignored by his own staff: "..."

"Play chess? Read a book? Or do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Anyone who dared to do these things in his office would definitely be thrown from the fourth floor, but Miss Rimbaud...do whatever she likes.

"No, I don't want to watch it, I can't sleep..."

She dragged a stool by herself and sat down on the side of the desk obediently, holding hot tea in her hand and sipping: "You are busy with your work, I will bask in the sun here, and we will take a walk home together when you finish work."

The words "walking home together" made him feel relieved, and Mr. Fukuzawa, who had been absent from work for almost a whole day, finally looked down at the documents on the desk with peace of mind.After finishing all the documents, he looked up. It was already dark outside, and Rimbaud fell asleep on the table and fell unconscious.

I should be tired too.

He took off the haori covering her shoulders, opened the door lightly and sent out the approved documents, and then came back with a stack of materials that were no less thick than the previous ones.As the leader, he had to look over and screen every entrustment. Only in this way could he be assured that the clerks and members could continue to operate, which was also a kind of protection for them.