[Conan] Overtime Archives

The white Mazda is parked in the underground garage, stylish and eye-catching.

Jasmine also walked out of the elevator in tandem with Fengjian, and found the car without much effort.

When she came here, she hitched a ride with her boss, and when she left, she was the one who saw the senior off. Based on Jasmine's understanding of the light-blond boss, he probably had something to do with him, so he asked her to drive the car back to the police. hall.

Similar things have happened several times, and Jasmine has changed from the rigid driving of her boss's wife (?) who dared not mess with her boss's wife (?) at the beginning, to now she is familiar with the road and has a calm mind.

Isn't it just to drive an expensive sports car, simple.

The conservative Jasmine has also been taken several times by Qiu Mingshan Riding God and after going through all kinds of fears, she is currently lying flat and stress-free.

Jasmine has always considered herself quite courageous, but she will never forget the first time she got on Futani Rei's Mazda and encountered a traffic jam in Tokyo, when her boss was inexplicably gentle (even a little scary in retrospect) "drive a little faster." Is it okay?" After asking, what I experienced after nodding... was thrilling.

#[-]My Boss and His Brilliant Driving Skills#

#It turns out that the sense of weightlessness is so terrifying in the world#

#Is today my death day next year#

#Tokyo no more traffic jams, thank you#

#Help, I feel like throwing up#

#Heart so tired woo woo#

#Resign it#

#死#

If it weren't for her strong self-control, Jasmine, who was at the speed of life and death, would have turned into a screaming chicken on the spot.

Until she got out of the car, she still maintained a posture of spitting out her soul.

——Yuan, it turns out that the car can still be driven like this? !

Strange knowledge added again.

However, once there are more similar experiences, it seems that you will gradually get used to it. The ability of human beings to bear is really amazing.

Today's Gu Gu Jasmine also: normal heart, normal heart~

In fact, according to common sense, Jiang Gu Ling, who is in the bureaucratic class, should have sat in the office with coffee (or tea) leisurely and waited for all kinds of literature to come. He is not a person who can easily go out to work, but he Surprisingly, I like being there in person.

——Obviously it’s good to leave this kind of errands to the subordinates, so am I just a vase?

Thinking of this, Jasmine also laughed: No, compared to my boss's appearance, maybe I don't even have the qualifications to be a "vase".

After finishing the small theater in her head, Jasmine also opened the car door, got into the driver's seat and skillfully adjusted the best seat position, fastened the seat belt, and started the car with a subtle mentality of "Wow, I can drive the Gundam again". .

Kazami sat in the passenger seat from the other side, too tired to speak: "I'll go back to the Metropolitan Police Department, please."

"Ok."

When the car drove up the elevated highway smoothly, Jasmine also observed the road conditions, and spoke after deliberation: "Senior Kazami, I have a presumptuous request: When you are not too busy, can you please help me find someone?"

"Ah? Oh, yes." Kazami finally calmed down and took a sip of coffee to wake up, "Then, what's the name?"

"Toru Amuro."

"Pfft—cough cough!"

Kazami almost spewed out the coffee he just drank, sucked it hard and choked it into the trachea. Fortunately, he moved quickly and raised his hand to cover his mouth in time, otherwise he would have to take on the task of cleaning the car windows, and Mr. Jianggu Working under the supervision of... Sigh!

The more he thought about it, the more frightening he became, Feng Jian: "Cough cough cough cough..."

Jasmine was also a little surprised by his reaction: "Senior, are you alright?"

Kazami finally found his voice: "Cough! It's okay, it's just... a little sudden..."

"That's how it is," Jasmine also patiently explained, "Senior must know that I sneaked in and searched."

"...a little heard."

"Well... how should I put it, I personally feel that there were no major problems during the mission, but I changed the contact person in the middle. The previous contact person was sent to do other tasks, and the second contact person called Toru Amuro."

——It is most likely a pseudonym.

"Uh...maybe...I mean, maybe..."

Kazami started to break out in a cold sweat.

Before the red light came on, Jasmine also turned a corner neatly.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone in the Security Planning Section who can match up."

Jasmine had never met this mysterious Mr. Amuro—or Ms.?Well, he looks like a young man in his choice of words and sentences, but the possibility of deliberately using masculine language to confuse the public cannot be ruled out.

"So, I would like to ask seniors to check with the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Kazami stammered badly: "If you change your name...I...uh..."

Oops, my dizzy head from working overtime seems to be hurting even more.

"It's a bit difficult for others." Feng Jian's attitude was already obvious, and Jasmine also understood it, "I'm sorry, senior, just pretend that I didn't say it. After all, there is a principle of confidentiality, so it's really not convenient to find someone directly."

"Cough, cough, cough," Feng Jian's voice seemed to be still uncomfortable, "Well, thank you for understanding..."

There was silence in the car.

After a while, Kazami broke the deadlock: "...Why do you want to investigate this person." He knew that both parties should keep silent about it.

Jasmine also sighed softly: "I have been using encrypted emails for communication all the time, and I have never met a real person. I... am very grateful to him for his strong assistance in the second half of the most difficult period of my undercover investigation. Without Mr. Amuro, can I persevere?" Coming down is a problem."

"……Oh."

Kazami uttered a meaningless syllable dryly.

"Sure enough." Jasmine also smiled, "Senior Fengjian knows him."

Kazami smiled wryly: "I really can't hide it from you."

After all, he was chosen as an undercover agent like Mr. Jiang Gu, so how could he not be able to see it.

Jasmine also didn't take her eyes off her eyes, staring straight ahead: "Then, the next time we see each other, please ask Senior Kazami to say 'thank you' to this behind-the-scenes hero for me."

"……OK."

—Maybe you will have many, many, many opportunities to thank him personally in the future.

Kazami thought silently, grabbed the bottle and took another sip of the troubled coffee.

Fortunately, this time there was no unexpected incident that affected his coffee drinking.

***

A few days later, the terrorists were wiped out by the Ministry of Public Security, and the boring and endless overtime finally came to an end.

Following the successful submission of the last report, Jasmine also slumped on her seat, rubbing her sore wrists, feeling quite an urge to stop typing for the rest of her life.

Never thought--

She, Gu Gu Moli, was not involved in the perilous undercover search operation, nor was she involved in the real-fire ammunition sweeping up the remnants of the crime, but she had to confess to these life-threatening written materials.

Really miserable!

Hey, clerical work is not so easy to do.

The current Jasmine would rather roll up her sleeves and go to the scene to arrest a hundred criminals, or carry a weapon weighing more than ten kilograms and charge forward, even if she flies from the first floor to the fifty floors.

Mr. Furuya, if you can, please send me to the field more, and let me write less reports...

—Although this is impossible at all.

Jasmine also opened her eyes.

Ah, the fingers are so tired that they cramp...

Probably, I can no longer hear any work-related topics...

While playing "No Overtime Today" in her head, a familiar smiling voice sounded behind her: "Are you free tonight?"

"... Mr. Jiang Gu, please let me go."

Help, why use declarative sentences to express your doubts? !

Jasmine was also dying, signaling her boss to be a person with her eyes.

Jiang Gu Ling raised his eyebrows: "It's just an ordinary consultation."

"...?" Jasmine also slowly put out a question mark.

What, forced to work overtime again?

Looking at Jasmine's expression of refusing to work overtime in a funny way, Jiang Gu Ling finally let go of his small thoughts of teasing her: "Because everyone has worked very hard overtime recently, I plan to treat you guys to have a drink to relax tonight. , it happens to be tomorrow weekend, you can take a day off."

--Hey?

Looking around, Jasmine is the only woman in the security planning class, and she has a lot of experience in terms of undercover investigation, but she has just resumed her job not long ago, and she is a proper newcomer, and the gossip of the seniors will definitely be aimed at her.

The police station worked overtime all the time, even so, there were still a few old seniors who sneaked in and ran to Jasmine's side at every turn.

Jasmine is not a mystic herself, and she has almost obediently confessed all the information she can disclose.But she couldn't stand that group of boring police officers who were seriously ill and gossip, always trying to trick her with various tricks.

Among them, Mr. Gao Cheng and Mr. Yamazaki from the Seventh Department were the most enthusiastic. They obviously had a lot of work, but they never got tired of it.

It seems that the entry of a woman into the monk temple of the security planning class has indeed had a huge impact on them. They are so big that they are not afraid of Mr. Jiang Gu's super black face. They seize the opportunity to engage in cross-class operations and forcefully collect information on newcomers. Head of the Ministry of Intelligence.

——Obviously there are several young female police officers in the seventh department, why do they always focus on me...

Jasmine also felt deeply that she was suffering beyond words.

So he continued to put on a face of resistance, but the language was still very tactful: "Mr. Jianggu, if I go, the other seniors will be very uncomfortable. I can't drink too much, so I still... "Don't spoil the fun.

"It doesn't matter, there are several female police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department who also participated in this investigation. I will ask Kazami to invite them to come together." Fugu Ling said lightly, "I won't embarrass you."

Jasmine also tried to struggle: "But I'm really not good at drinking..."

Wine is something like that, of course, if you can't drink it, you don't drink it.

"Don't worry," Furutani Rei assured, "Even if you are very good at it, I won't force you. For girls, it's better to drink as little as possible." After thinking about it, he added, "If you are worried about Takashiro and Yamazaki This guy is going to forcibly drink alcohol or do other tricks by relying on his senior status, so let me block it for you. Try to trust me a little bit?"

——Wow, super heartwarming speech!

As expected of Mr. Jiang Gu, he is trustworthy!

"Then trouble Mr. Jiang Gu!"

Jasmine also breathed a sigh of relief.

When the boss treats guests, you can't really lose face, let alone the other party has made a promise.Based on Jasmine’s experience, Mr. Jiang Gu has never broken his promise, so——

Be safe tonight!

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