Just when Conan scratched his head and couldn't think of who Aoyama Takahata was, Matsuda was already confused in the TV station building. The person just now was Mizuno.

Just as Matsuda was using a paint gun to simulate shooting at Megumi in the warehouse, I felt someone on the other side was observing him. At this time, at this location, there was only one name that Matsuda could think of, namely Kiel, a member of the black organization who had just had a brief contact with him.[]

Is there anything to do with her now? Matsuda scratched his head and forgot to think about such a distant thing. Sure enough, life still needs to grasp the present~~~ Following his eyes, Matsuda slowly approached a studio.

Inside, I happened to see Yoko Okino in a sailor suit filming a TV series with passion. Well, he is indeed a popular idol, this figure and temperament, tsk. Is this the legendary youthful atmosphere? Or is it the legendary pretending to be young?

Matsuda was struggling with one thing to do if she wanted to go out to meet this idol who had a meeting. Do Miss Yoko still remember me? If I forget, I will ask for another autograph and she will give it to me! It should be true? As an idol, Isn’t it her job to sign autographs to her fans?

Thinking so casually, Matsuda completely ignored the fact that he could be called Miss Yoko's fan. He was too focused on signing in his mind, how much money is worth, etc., and he didn't notice that he had been labeled sneakily by the staff and was about to start expelling him.

"Hey, you, hurry up and go away, don't peek here!" A staff member said viciously to Matsuda. This hateful guy, admiring Miss Yoko so openly should be our unique patent.

"Hmm?" Matsuda took out his police officer's certificate: "I am the police officer in the first class of the Metropolitan Police Search. I am now investigating. Don't disturb me."

"Investigate? What to investigate!" The staff member said toughly after a stagnation: "Even if you are a policeman, I will complain to you about our shooting scene for no reason."

"Officer Matsuda?" Just after filming a scene, Yoko Okino and the people in the photography team were idle, and they all noticed that Matsuda was having an argument with the staff outside.

"Hi, Miss Yoko, it's rare that you still remember me." Matsuda immediately ignored the staff member beside him and directly met Yoko.

Yoko smiled: "I was deeply impressed by the funny and humorous Officer Matsuda. However, how could Officer Matsuda appear here?"

"Oh, of course it's because something happened here." Matsuda gently brought up this question: "Miss Yoko, that, that, signature, last signature..."

"What?" Yoko asked strangely: "Is there any problem? Officer Matsuda should have a good collection."

"Ah, haha." Matsuda forced herself to smile: "I just suddenly felt that it would be more perfect if I could have a signed photo from Miss Yoko." That's right, that's it. Signing photos must be much more expensive than signatures. Haha, with my mind, why don't I go to business?

"You are so shameless." Just as Matsuda was proud, Kogoro's voice suddenly came from beside him: "I clearly heard that you gave the signature to the colleagues in the Search Class 1." Kogoro, who casually exposed Matsuda, did not look at Matsuda from beginning to end, stared at Yoko with his eyes straight: "Miss Yoko, we meet again. As soon as I heard the news about you here, I rushed over to meet again..."

I was shocked by Kogoro's sudden appearance, but when I heard Kogoro throw dirty water, I immediately responded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! It was obviously snatched away by that guy! Uh..." After saying a word, Matsuda looked at Yoko's hands being grabbed by Kogoro, and could only smile apologetically at himself. I knew that there was no hope of getting a very valuable and valuable young and beautiful Miss Yoko's signature photo, and turned around and walked away in disappointment.

What kind of world is it! Thinking of the original version, the sleeping Kogoro made Yoko Okino come to the scene regardless of filming, but he couldn't even handle the autographed photo. Matsuda felt that he was full of anger. I'm afraid he couldn't even sleep well tonight, and he was angry!

Early the next morning, Sato came to Matsuda's hut and pulled Matsuda up. While Matsuda was busy washing up, he asked him: "I heard about what happened last night."

"Is that so? Sato, I was very handsome at that time." Matsuda was posing in a very handsome position in front of the mirror.

"It was the incident that you left the ball again yesterday." Sato shook his head helplessly: "Do you know how long the police department had been looking for you last night?"

"What a joke?" Matsuda became depressed: "I was not on duty yesterday, so why did I have to take over the annoying follow-up work?"

"One day you can't be so lazy." Seeing that Matsuda had almost finished cleaning, Sato walked out of the room and got into the car and waited for him first.

As Matsuda turned into the car and sat in the passenger seat, Sato took out a bag from behind and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Matsuda opened the bag: "Beanbao?"

"Yes, to reward you for your performance yesterday." Sato said with a smile when he thought of something.

"Woo, woo, Sato, you're so nice." Matsuda took a bite of the bun and said vaguely: "You have to leave early and have breakfast, so the treatment is so good."

"Why leave early!" Sato knocked Matsuda's head and said funny: "It was your reasoning yesterday."

"Hey, you really know! Who told you?" Matsuda thought in confusion. Could it be Takagi? OK, he actually dared to approach Sato secretly. He must be good-looking if he has the chance. With the intention of judging others by himself, Matsuda secretly thought about how to rectify the poor rookie Takagi.

"Idiot, don't you know that your reasoning was broadcast live nationwide yesterday?" Sato really didn't know what was in Matsuda's head.

"National live broadcast?" Matsuda heard the thunderous news, and his first reaction was: "I was really handsome at that time. Sato, you are willing to buy me breakfast!"

Sato grabbed the bag in Matsuda's hand angrily and amusedly: "You go to the intersection in front to buy breakfast by yourself, I'll go to the police station first."

Matsuda, who was silly and unconsciously got out of the car, was like a good baby all the way, and stopped saying a word. Until the police station, Sato parked his car into the garage and got out of the car. Matsuda then covered her belly, looked at her with a shy face, and stared at her pitifully for a while without blinking her eyes. She was still looking at you, she was always looking at you.

Sato still has a very high level of immunity to Matsuda's scoundrel methods, but when he thought that Matsuda did not have breakfast this morning because of his own relationship, he softly threw the bean bag to him.

Matsuda, who was honest all the way, finished the bean bags in three bites, then rubbed his round belly, caught up with Sato, and started running the train: "Hey, Sato, you don't have to give me it. It's so beautiful. As long as I can see you all the time this morning, I won't be hungry. Really!"

Sato stopped after hearing Matsuda's words. Matsuda immediately took a step back, leaving a distance of one meter, looking at Sato with caution, afraid that she would have any excessive movements. The short distance of one meter can only play a psychological comfort role. It's not that Matsuda doesn't want to be seven or eight meters behind, but Matsuda is afraid that if he really runs too far, he will be leaked by that boy Shirato. Then I'll be empty, I can only wipe my tears from the corners. So, for my future happiness, I'll suffer a little now... Matsuda looks like I don't want to go to hell, who will go to hell. I hope I won't be hurt too much later...

He completely ignored Matsuda's struggle, pain and torture deep in his heart. Sato walked to the newspaper stand next to him, took down a newspaper of today, and threw it to Matsuda: "After seeing this, I'm afraid you won't be able to take a look at me more today."

"How could it be? I only have you in my eyes, Sato." Matsuda smiled lucky and felt that he had made a fortune today. However, he still opened the newspaper very much, looking for something worth noting in it.

Saddam stole Bush's pressure cooker? The Saiyan invaded the earth in a big way? Sora Aoi withdrew from the entertainment industry to get married? What magical and messy content was printed in the newspaper that made Sato misunderstand me so much? Full of curiosity, Matsuda saw what he wanted to know at first glance.

There is always only one truth! The murder in the void, the death of the producer of the Japanese TV station!! The front page headlines reflected in Matsuda's eyes, making Matsuda urge to tear off the newspaper.

Why!? Why!? The photo printed on the page of this death incident is me!!! Matsuda thought angrily. I saw that the photo of my handsome appearance last night was published on the front page. Matsuda Dale felt like I had made a profit, but when I saw the title, it was immediately cloudy and thunder rolling. I'll go, what is the level of editing? I'll pick it out from the elementary school student essay.

Also, I really want to have only one thing. Isn’t this the catchphrase of that little guy? I’m not the substitute of that little guy, why should I quote him in my deeds? It’s the first sentence!! The more I look at it, the less I like you, Matsuda began to find faults without restrictions. Either it’s wrong here or there, and all kinds of trivial matters can be picked up by Matsuda and nitpicking.

Here, here, and here. Lying on his desk, Matsuda revised and modified the newspaper. I couldn't stand it anymore!!! I was going to be a reporter, I was going to print the newspaper, and I wanted to reveal all his underwear! Matsuda Jun, who was burning in flames, was indeed as Sato said. After reading the newspaper, he didn't look at her.

Uh, I have to say, this is a very sad result... Some very important moments in life are always thrown away inadvertently...
Chapter completed!