"The people in the Metropolitan Police Department are just a group of waste. The criminals from seven years ago were caught until today." Smino sat upright in a cafe and said to Jiuzhao opposite him: "Every time I see such a shameful thing in the news, I actually boast about it every day, and I don't have any trust in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Don't say that." Jiuzhao is a civil servant on the same front as the Metropolitan Police Department, so I will defend them: "Tokyo is so big, it is impossible for the Metropolitan Police Department to stop all crimes."

"It is impossible to stop all crimes, but when the criminals are exposed, the Metropolitan Police Department, which has mastered the entire Tokyo law enforcement resources, cannot catch the criminals. That's the problem." Smino said disdainfully: "If the police's actions were not too wasteful seven years ago, how could the criminals die while running away?"

"Aren't you caught it now?" Kujoo couldn't say anything.

"It's the guy." Smino spit out the guy's name word by word: "Matsuda~Ming~Jing~Ping, it seems that there is only one person in the entire police department. I heard that he became the police department and when all the power of law enforcement is concentrated on one person, it is not a good thing. The police department disappointed me even more. As a lawyer, I feel that I have the obligation to make some contributions to the fairness and justice of the law."

When Kyujo asked him what you wanted to do, Smino just smiled and didn't say anything.

In the future, I will be the law. The incompetent police station will definitely be replaced by me.

"Brother, the software Agave is responsible for receiving seems to be scheduled for tomorrow, right?" Vodka looked at Qin driving next to him and asked carefully: "Boss arranged for me to take over."

"Well." Kotori didn't take this matter to heart and said casually: "You go by yourself. Smino's hands are locked up by people in Tokyo, so you won't help you."

"Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary person and have a heart disease." Vodka replied with a smile.

This year? Well, 28 years old. Matsuda considered his age, then filled in the file 28, and then felt in his heart that this 28 year old is really long and endless.

I don’t know how many months it will take to complete his 28-year-old. At least Matsuda’s increasingly vague memories tell him that at least ten Gregorian calendar years in his previous life will be in the last ten years.

Think about it better, this must be the highest annual salary in the world of detectives... Maybe if you save money with peace of mind, you can buy your own house until you are 29 years old.

The premise is that Xiao Ai gave up on consumption. The little girl took out money every month to buy raw materials to study her aptx4689, uh 4869, and she only saw bad money every month, but she didn't see any results.

It's such a decisive thing. It's great to do more of this kind of ** and then dilute it with water as a beauty-bearing oral liquid. It's sure to make money from women all over the world.

Just as Matsuda yy was not stopping, Chiba next to him leaned forward: "What is Officer Matsuda writing? So engrossed?"

"Ah? Oh." Matsuda leaned back and dodged the table: "The promotion file registration form is a lot of trouble. I just filled in the form recently, so bureaucracy is really killing people."

"We don't have a chance to fill it out yet," Qianye said enviously: "And many reporters have come to interview you these days, which makes people jealous."

"Ha? Those reporters are also annoying." Matsuda added a humble sentence: "If Mizuru Wurena came to interview me, I could agree."

Mizuno? Qianye shook his head and really wanted to go up and slap this bitch. That was a news anchor. If it weren't for a big shot, he wouldn't have come to interview him. That was the most beautiful female anchor on Japanese TV stations, killing countless descendants of otaku.

Of course, the package does not include Chiba himself, Chiba will never say it.

"Chanba, please hand me this watch to the police department later." Matsuda handed the watch over without hesitation, and rubbed his shoulders: "I'm so exhausted."

"Officer Matsuda, the police department has arrived." Chiba patted Matsuda's shoulder.

Matsuda looked towards the door. Memu walked over with a calm face, followed by Sato, and his face was not very good-looking.

What's wrong? I haven't committed any trouble recently, right? I can't just rub me before I even did anything, right? Officer Matsuda, who has good ethics, first reaction was to do a self-examination first.

"Matsuda, I just received the report and a murder occurred at the Xinmihua Hotel." Megu said with a serious expression.

Huh, it turned out that he was coming to beg me. Matsuda felt relieved: "Now? Damn, I'm about to get off work." After looking at the watch, Matsuda complained, but he did not hesitate: "Then let's go, police department."

"No, I won't go this time." Meguru shook his head: "Shiraki has not been discharged from the hospital yet. Now everything is on my head, so I can't let you three deputy officers relax. I decided that Matsuda will be fully responsible this time. Sato will assist you on the sidelines of the dispatch."

Memu's earnest instructions were not moved by Matsuda. Instead, what appeared in his mind was the vulgar old man who said in Japanese comics that "I'll ask you to maintain world peace" and went to be a wasteful old man.

Bastard! You are lucky to be born in Japan. Matsuda didn't react until he got into the police car and cursed Megu, who was the boss of the hand. If you were in Chinese martial arts novels, you would definitely die miserably. A predecessor in Chinese martial arts or a teacher who taught the protagonists would not be like a Japanese comic who could still harmoniously pick up girls as an insane person.

I soon drove to the Xinmihua Hotel. The hotel manager was waiting in the lobby. When he saw Matsuda and Sato getting off the police car, he hurried forward to report the situation.

The deceased was named Hiroshi Itakura, a guest in their hotel. He lived in Room 2045 and was found dead in his room today.

After entering the elevator, the hotel manager couldn't tell any useful information. After tossing and turning, the guest had a weird temper and never let the waiter go into his room to clean or change the bed sheets.

If someone hadn't come to see him today, he might have been found dead.

I heard the hotel manager keep whining these words. As soon as the elevator arrived on the 20th floor, Matsuda took the lead and walked out: "Where is it?" He pointed his fingers left and right.

"This is the side." The manager quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

"Leave two people to watch here, and then go to the two people to find the stairs to guard it. From now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave." Matsuda was the leader of the police for the first time, and he showed that he was indeed stylish.

When we arrived in room No. 2045, when we saw the familiar family of three inside, Matsuda felt a hint of sadness.

"All the people inside came out." Matsuda glanced at the family of three, and then said to the three strangers behind them: "I am a policeman, please cooperate with our work." Then he whispered to Takagi next to him: "You and Chiba come and ask for the transcript."

"Oh~~ah?" Takagi was the first time to see Matsuda like this, and his reaction was a little stunned.

"I asked you to ask who the three of them are, who died, and what is their relationship! Then find someone to watch them! Is it OK?" Matsuda looked at Takagi's stupid look and was very angry at him. He never thought about how disobedient he was when Megu met him before.

"Yes!" Takagi was frightened by Matsuda, and he actually agreed with a conditioned reflex just like he had been to the Jiwei police department for many years.

In fact, Takagi is not very incompetent, but he still doesn't believe that this energetic guy will be Matsuda, and that Matsuda Geota.

When the three strangers went out, Matsuda looked over at the door one by one. According to my years of experience in watching famous detectives, the murderer did not run away among these three people.

Then when Maori comes out with his daughter and son-in-law, Matsuda first greets the police officers: "Let the forensics class come in first." Then he asked them weakly: "I said, haven't you been to Shizuoka to film?"

"He's back." Maori smiled and planned to turn on the awkward atmosphere: "Congratulations on being the police department, Officer Matsuda."

"I'm back so soon? It's only been a few days." Matsuda looked at the ceiling with his eyes: "Isn't there dead?"

"Uh, dead." Maori said these two words in discomfort.

"Death." Matsuda complained, then turned around and entered the room.

The body was lying on the floor in front of the table, with a computer on the table, and a bottle of medicine was poured beside it. The light green blanket on the bed was not stacked, and it was just placed in a mess. There was a game of Go between the bed and the body, with chess pieces fiddling on it.

After looking around, Matsuda returned to the door and pushed open the bathroom door, but did not see anything unusual: "Hey, tell me, have you touched anything after entering the house?"

"No." Memories of uncertainty in Maori.

"No?" Maori's tone that even he could not believe it made Matsuda even more unbelievable: "Where is the corpse? Has it been moved?"

"The body." Maori finally remembered: "When we came in, he was sitting in a chair and putting his head on the table."

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Matsuda turned around and walked to the side of the body and squatted down. He looked carefully, then glanced at the clean table.

"Can the cause of death be detected?" Matsuda asked the forensic doctor who was squatting opposite him.

"It's hard to say, there are no obvious trauma," said the young forensic doctor. "But judging from his coronary dilator, he should have died of sudden heart disease. The death lasted more than 48 hours."

Did he die two days ago? Matsuda looked up and saw Sato who was wandering around the room and didn't know where to look. He shook his head: "Sato, go and see how Takagi and his friends' transcripts are. By the way, ask what this guy does and whether he can contact his doctor."

"Ah, OK." Sato quickly agreed.

After a while, Sato and Chiba came in. Chiba said: "The deceased challenged Bankurazuo, 45 years old, the game system engineer. We also contacted his attending physician. It is said that his heart condition has deteriorated. He originally agreed to prepare for surgery after the work was over."

"What about those three people? What do they do?" Matsuda looked up and saw the three suspects approaching the door, squeezing their heads in, and his face turned dark: "I said I'll arrange for someone to watch them."

ps: The previous chapter was originally a joke, but it turned out that I had a little more things recently. I stayed in school for a few days and then attended a wedding in another place. Of course, the villain had to confess. After coming back, I accidentally saw a post, Black and White Snake. Then I went to Tianya through the Dogma, and found that the person who was hacked was really miserable. People who were almost 60 years old had to travel around to support their families. Later, I read more and found that there were only a few pictures over the years. The ones that were exposed were probably less than one a year, and I felt much more at ease. The villain knew not much, and even less, and if someone could tell the truth, the villain would be grateful. In fact, apart from professional blackmail, many people didn't know

Is it a slander or a passerby who follows the trend, which makes the villain a little unhappy. If it is forced by life, then the real fans should be as sad as the villain. If it is not for economic reasons, but for the life they pursue, then the villain is willing to send blessings while being at ease. Just in a bad mood, it took another two days, and the joke almost got mixed up and became real. Finally, let me say that after logging in to the starting point, I went directly to the author's section, and there was no habit of going to the personal center, so I couldn't see the news about Aitian. If you have anything to say, you can leave a book review, you can definitely see this, or add the Penguin Group 93635245.
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