Social animals don't deserve love

A few days later, Ms. Matsuyama specifically called me to thank me, saying that she had applied to the Metropolitan Police Department for isolation protection again—for the de facto marriage left over from the ancient times, when the husband and wife separated for a certain period of time, the relationship was deemed to be terminated. It seems that the chief farmer is not doing well.

Anyway, I don't feel sorry for him at all.

This morning, I was awakened by Socrates' "Mount Taishan" as usual, and I patted the cat's butt lightly. The young master stretched his front paws and jumped off my stomach: "Meow~"

"Okay, get up and eat." Before he opened his eyes, he had to grope for the kitchen with his disheveled hair, and Tangerine clung to his legs, screaming like a baby.The fish that was moved from the freezer to the freezer to thaw last night is now taken out and melted just right, boiled and let cool with half an egg yolk, and he has to be replaced with clean drinking water.

Socrates' round face completely covered the cat food bowl, and he ate without lifting his head.

When I came out of the bathroom after washing, Jinghua also got up, and was sitting by the window reading a book while it was cool in the morning.

As soon as I made cat food, I made breakfast as well. I simply used Jinghua to pick up an untouched bowl to feed the little tiger next door. I went back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to think about lunch—even though it was summer vacation, the school would organize students Activities, we can't let us be dazzled by watching others eat love bento, naturally we must prepare carefully.

After about 15 minutes, Jinghua came back, followed by A Dun: "Good morning, Sister Fuxue, I'll wash the dishes for you!"

If you don't let him be this kid, you will become sluggish and worry about gain and loss, so I moved a place to let him out: "Well, it's all in the sink."

The white-haired boy, whom Socrates regarded as his younger brother, was allowed to work in the kitchen, but he still had to suffer from the "boss" from time to time if he had to sit in the living room to eat.It's just that A-Dun has a good temper, and if he were someone else, he might have to fight the cat.

The person who can fight with cats appeared on the window frame when he was distracted: "Bento..."

"Mr. Dazai, good morning!" Aden rolled up his sleeves and washed the dishes in the sink rattling. Hearing the voice he looked up energetically to greet his senior.Osamu Dazai, who wandered around all night without knowing where to go, propped his chin on my window with one hand: "Well, morning. Fubuki-chan... I want to have breakfast..."

In fact, he just wants to eat all kinds of semi-finished products that have not yet been packed into the bento box.

"Breakfast time is over." First, I prepared Kyoka's love bento for her to take to school, and I put the rest on a plate and handed it to Osamu Dazai through the window: "Aton and I went to the office. Are you going to work today?"

"No!" The guy answered quickly, turned around and ran away, holding the plate while squeezing it into his mouth: "I want to catch up on sleep, work and so on, I'll leave it to Kunikida-kun, bye~ "

I have reason to suspect that he was trying to escape before Mr. Kunikida, who lived next door to me, could leave the house.

"Okay, Ah Dun, it's time to go to the office." Handing out another bento box, the little tiger looked at the cute box in front of him and was shocked and overwhelmed: "Yes, is it for me?"

"Of course. There is white broth in it. When you eat it, you go to the tea room to heat it and pour it on top of the rice. It's ochazuke." Seeing how touched the child was, tears were about to flow from the corners of his mouth.

The work in the morning was the same as usual, except for Lucy who picked on Arden from time to time, everything was quite peaceful and ordinary. The colleagues who took over the investigation work in the afternoon went out one after another, and only me and the Tanizaki brothers and sisters were left in the office.Naomi is about to take the entrance examination this winter. She doesn't want to leave her brother, and she plans to go to a junior college in Yokohama. After graduation, she will officially enter the detective agency as a full-time clerk.

If the goal is to go to a junior college, there is no pressure at her level, and she doesn't have to study hard like other candidates.If it wasn't for Junichiro's insistence, she might not even want to go to this junior college, because she can't be with her brother during class...

Well, further on is the unexplorable abyss of our armed detective agency.

"Sister Chuuxue, do you have a recommended school?" The girl asked from a distance, and I thought for a while before answering her: "I don't know, I have never studied this. It is best to choose according to your interests, otherwise it will be very difficult. It's hard to hold on."

"It's so troublesome—then Fubuki, what major did you study in college?" She sat on her brother's lap with a smile, and Junichiro looked almost familiar.

I stared at the computer monitor without squinting: "Social welfare, an ordinary major that is useless."

The topic of school and major selection was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone, and soon Kirako came out of the secretary's room: "The emergency commission from the Metropolitan Police Department, Mr. Ranpo is not here right now, Fubuki, can you go?" ?”

Speaking of which, today's commissions are a bit too much. Right now, only me and the Tanizaki brothers and sisters are left in the office. Are we going to send two high school students to the scene?

"Okay, if there is any information, I'll take a look first."

I closed the computer and got up and put on my handbag, Junichiro followed and stood up: "Miss Fubuki, I will go with you, Naomi stays in the office."

Naomi pursed her lips unhappily, and knew in her heart that this was no joke, so she could only pinch her brother's arm to bully him.

Ignoring the loving interaction between siblings, Qi Luozi looked at me and shook her head: "There is no information for now, only a meeting place, which is probably where the crime happened."

"Understood, I'll go right away." After writing down the address, he walked out of the office, and after standing in front of the elevator, Junichiro chased him out: "Hehehe, sorry."

"Don't forget to bring something for Zhimei when you come back. I saw a very famous red velvet cake on the Internet a few days ago, which should make her happy." The elevator door opened, and a piece of drooping thread on the roof caught my attention: "Has the property been regularly inspected recently? It seems that the signal line of the camera is broken."

Junichiro looked up and frowned, "The last inspection was two days ago, and Aton and I happened to be on duty. And it was fine when I came to work in the morning. Who would specifically break this line?"

For safety reasons, we didn't go in, so we called Kirako and asked her to go to the property for negotiation. Junichiro and I took the steps, and after going out, we took a bus to the place entrusted by the Metropolitan Police Department.

It was a roadside that led to the cemetery, and the police had not found witnesses in this place until a while ago when gangsters kidnapped the wife of an official.

When we got out of the car, we saw several police cars parked on the side of the road, and the one surrounded by police officers was Sergeant Pu Qi.Logically speaking, in a case of kidnapping, the other party should either prepare whatever they want, or call the police and cooperate with the police. There is no other way to choose.

I don't understand why it is necessary to hire additional private investigators in such a hurry.

"Hello, Investigator of the Armed Detective Agency, Yada."

I know Sergeant Pu Qi, and of course he also knows me: "Mr. Luanbu is not here?"

"Sorry, Mr. Ranpo is on vacation today, and he won't be back for a while." I understand the sheriff's doubts. They are responsible for the victims and their families, so they naturally hope to get the most reliable help.

"Then there's no other way..." He didn't say anything like "Forget it, you go back first", but he didn't say anything else either.

In this situation, I can only take the initiative to find a way to get out of the predicament.In the past, I would have shut up and left if I got a soft nail from someone else, but now, after staying in the detective agency for so long, I am more or less afraid of communicating with people about conflicts.

"Excuse me, what request did the other party make?" Based on the request, I can further judge the purpose of the kidnapper.

The sheriff stopped for a moment, and pulled a subordinate casually: "Explain the situation to Ms. Yada."

After speaking, he left, looking as if he was going to arrange something.

I asked again, and the young police officer shook his head: "There are no money or material demands. The other party only left a string of passwords."

No wonder... this is a provocation to the police!

"Who made the report?"

"It's the victim's husband. According to his description, the whole family went to the cemetery yesterday to pay respects to the deceased parents. His wife went to the public restroom before leaving and disappeared. At first we thought it was another type of case, until noon today. Witnesses came out and said they saw two men beating and coercing a woman into a vehicle in this place. There was a string of numbers written on the ground next to the vehicle marks."

He led me through the yellow line used to block the scene, and there were indeed a piece of Arabic numerals crookedly lying beside the two ruts.

I stood a little far away and stared at the string of numbers, which seemed familiar?

——What is this woman here for?

Xiaoshan has just entered the Metropolitan Police Department and became a policeman. This is the first time he has followed the chief to the scene.There are no high-tech shots or horror scenes in movies or imaginations, but only step-by-step investigation and evidence collection.After the investigation entered the bottleneck stage, the chief even called his family's private detective agency for help...

It's too miserable, what's the face!

Especially when the other party sent an overly delicate and beautiful woman... What's the matter?

Just when he was about to lead the man to sit in the police car, the woman suddenly took two steps forward to approach the row of numbers, and then took a few steps to the left and a few steps to the right: "I see, is there anyone nearby?" Maps or aerial photos?"

There are no photos, and the map is also provided by the cemetery management, the simplest kind of orientation map.

The woman took the map and gestured for a while, then carefully touched the ruts and footprints left on the ground: "Please show me the interrogation record."

With the idea of ​​trying to coax people away, he flipped a corner of the information in his hand and passed it in front of her eyes: "There is not much really useful information, it's like a ball of thread scratched by a cat, and you can't find a clue."

"...No, these are enough, let's find the next place where the pass word may exist. The kidnapped person is still alive, but after a while... then maybe."

This is not only a provocation to the police, but also a means of revenge.The kidnappers are now somewhere between euphoria and alarm, or are preparing to brag about their achievements to the public.