When Memu Police Department walked into the search class, she felt that the atmosphere today was a little unfavorable. Seeing the uncles exuding a dangerous aura, she decided to give up contact with them.

"Well, Sato, go..." Before Memu's police department could finish speaking, the three uncles who suddenly rushed out drove Memu to a corner.

"What are you going to do?" Megu looked at them with alertness.

"Mui Police Department, are you going to attend?" The three people stared at Meguri evilly, and one of them said, "If so, Miss Mikako is not required, I will go."

"Ah? Just for this?" Megu looked at them strangely. What was going on today?

"Sato, you..." "Memu Police Department, I'll do it." "Sato, you..." "Memu Police Department, leave it to me."

"Hey, what's going on today?" The police department of Memu did not say a complete sentence to Sato for a whole morning. Faced with this strange scene, Sato found something wrong. He came to Matsuda and asked him what he knew.

"You know." Matsuda still lay bored on his desk, glanced at Sato, and then stared at the uncles in the class and said. It was obvious that they didn't want you and me to attend alone.

"I always feel it's strange." Sato fell into deep thought.

"Nothing is abnormal." Matsuda comforted her: "What's more, don't be entangled by those trivial matters. We have time to communicate more and enhance our relationship."

"Pa" Sato patted Matsuda's head: "You are a detective, how can you say such things? What is trivial matter? That's a crime."

"Yes, I understand." Matsuda yawned while perfunctorily.

"Sa..." The police department of Memu called Sato again, but when he thought about the unusual atmosphere of today's lesson and the positive attitude of the uncles, he decided to change it to someone else.

"That..." When the Megu police department turned its attention to the uncles in the class, it suddenly found that they were all busy. Either they were walking around with a large stack of information, or several people gathered together to study archives, and another person followed the phone, recording and shouting loudly.

Well, I am stupid to have expectations for them. The police department of Megumi turned around weakly: "Sato, go to Mika Sancho and do some live transcripts."

"Yes." Sato agreed quickly, then knocked on Matsuda's table and said, "Let's go."

When Sato walked away, Matsuda said in a lewd manner: "Do you go on a date?"

"What?" After a simple cleaning, Sato had already walked to the door and didn't hear Matsuda's light words clearly: "Hurry up, wait until you get off the car and say it." After that, he opened the door and went out.

"It's really..." Matsuda looked at the uncles who were pridefully watching the lesson, grabbed their tops, waved at them, and did not take away a cloud.

Humans are indeed a highly adaptable creature. When Matsuda went out, he thought of the uncles who wanted to eat people and laughed again. He was still frightened yesterday, but today he was able to be calm, terrible.

When she arrived at the place and Sato was looking for witnesses, Matsuda sat in the front of her car and looked at her working. She was indeed a very cute girl.

When Sato finished the transcript and came back, he complained to Matsuda: "Can't you look like a policeman?"

"Well, Tokyo's security is so good." Matsuda said casually, thinking about the police car I passed by just now. On average, there will be a police car passing by in two minutes. There will be no eye-opening thieves.

At this time, the uncles who searched for the class were grim and heavy, with headphones in their ears. They secretly turned on their walkie-talkies and switched them to a channel that the bosses would not notice. They also did the same thing as them at the same time.

"Now it's the inspection of the Ministry of Transportation, Yumi will broadcast it on the spot. At 10:36 in the morning, Officer Matsuda didn't know what Kazuko Kazuko said, and Mikako smiled. Then the two of them got on the car happily... Oh no, Matsuda saw this before getting on the car, we were discovered, and now we are retreating urgently. The surveillance work will be handed over to the Second Mobile Team of the Ministry of Transportation."

Matsuda, who was sitting in Sato's car, saw that the police car in the corner did not follow. Just as he was about to let go, another police car appeared in the rearview mirror. He rolled his eyes helplessly. Do Japanese policemen ruin citizens' tax revenue like this?

Forget it, ignore them. Matsuda turned on his phone and began to send out secret codes using communication methods in his memory, hoping to contact the original organization. Although he no longer had any hope in his heart, he always hoped to find something he was familiar with, in this strange world.

"Girlfriend?" Sato suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Matsuda glanced at her in confusion.

"Send a text message to your girlfriend?" Sato explained.

"No." Matsuda was silent before answering: "It was sent to the past. A past that can never be answered."

In the past...? Sato's expression also dimmed, and his expression was not so cool. At the same time, the two people who fell into silence made a strange atmosphere add to this small space. This uncomfortable atmosphere will make people unconsciously desire a kind of comfort and let their hearts find a tranquil harbor.

Could it be him?

Could it be her?

Back in the first lesson of the Metropolitan Police Department, Sato first went to Memu Police Department to report. Matsuda threw his shirt onto the chair and was about to sit down when he saw Sato's back, and paused. Then a black shadow flashed in front of him, and then searched for the sound of "clang" objects falling out of the lesson.

Hum? Sato turned around and saw that Matsuda was not lying in his position. This was an incredible thing.

Woo woo woo woo woo, at this time Matsuda was being pressed to the ground by three evil uncles who had a lesson, one pressed his legs, one pressed his arms, and the other covered his mouth, allowing him to struggle like this.

When Matsuda stopped struggling and began to breathe heavily, an uncle whispered: "Boy, we just have something to ask you. Be smarter and don't make it more than my voice."

Matsuda nodded reluctantly, and the uncle who covered his mouth let go of his hands. Matsuda rolled his eyes: "Did you not wash your hands after going to the bathroom?"

Um? The uncle blushed, and then he saw the other two uncles looking at him with contempt, and he was immediately angry: "I did it on purpose, how about it? Tell me quickly, what did you say before getting in the car at 10:36!"

"Yes, answer quickly, why does Miss Sato laugh?" The uncle who pressed Matsuda's thigh shined with tears: "Miss Sato has never smiled at me."

Looking at the old face with tears, Matsuda couldn't help but complain: "This, you have to find the reason from yourself."

When the uncle was about to pounce on him, he was pushed by the uncle beside him and winked. Then the three uncles crawled over the table.

"Matsuda?" At this time, Sato's voice also came: "What are you doing on the ground?"

"Who knows." Matsuda stood up and moved, then slapped off the dust on his body: "Maybe my chair is broken."

"It's not that you fell asleep, right?" Sato's eyes were full of distrust.

"Don't worry about this for now." Matsuda approached Sato and said mysteriously: "I have something to tell you."

"What do you mean?" Sato looked defensive: "I won't agree if I borrow money."

"Am I that unreliable?" Matsuda pushed Sato to her desk: "It's very important."

When he arrived at Sato's seat, Matsuda sat on the chair and stopped talking.

"Hey, what are you going to say!" Sato knew that Matsuda's virtue would not say it on his own initiative.

Do you want to tell you about this kind of thing that I came to take refuge? Matsuda was lying on Sato's table and was about to pretend to be dead.

Seeing Matsuda so scoundrel, Sato had no choice but to push him and the chair aside, and began to organize the information on the table.

Matsuda's eyes exposed with a gap saw the rusty handcuffs on the inside of Sato's top, and was watching Sato discover it.

"Touch" "Where are you looking at?" Sato asked Matsuda. Of course, before speaking, his body reacted first, and it was a normal reaction. He knocked down a pervert with one punch.

Matsuda, who fell to the ground with a chair, pointed at Sato's chest. Seeing Sato's face change, he hurriedly said: "Handcuffs, handcuffs, I'm looking at your handcuffs."

Sato let go of his clenched fists, took out his handcuffs, and said, "This is my father's relics, and I'm now using them as a talisman."

Matsuda rubbed his forehead and held up the chair with one hand and sat on it: "Is that so? What should I say? Guo Jianjian couldn't look forward in the memories of the past? Many people have said similar things to you."

Sato smiled and said, "That's true."

"If I could forget the past so easily, one day I would be forgotten by you." Matsuda stood up, took the handcuffs from Sato's hand, and looked carefully: "I don't know what I can leave in your heart?"

When Matsuda handed the handcuffs to Sato again, she said in her ear: "Life is valuable because of memories, and memories are colorful because of life. How can people who forget the past easily have a future?"

"Huh!" Matsuda took two steps, stopped again, and breathed out a breath of turbid air: "In fact, sometimes it's really good to forget the past, especially the past that I don't want to recall. Maybe it's a bit inappropriate to say this, but if you forget it, then what else will your father leave behind?"

Life is valuable because of memories, and memories are colorful because of life. Matsuda lay on his desk and smiled secretly. I am indeed a literary youth in my bones.

ps: Regarding the arduous task of accepting all beauties, to be honest, I once thought that perhaps the famous detectives have the most huge reserve theme. So far, more than 600 episodes of the anime have been exacerbated, and half of them are given in each episode, so there are nearly 365. I am afraid that only gods can achieve this true myth of one every day... In the longing... But Matsuda still has not left the scope of human beings after all, so let this myth be left to future generations.
Chapter completed!