"Today, I will not take it back for the stupid Hanamichi to catch the stalker." Uesugi Sao also decided to open the door when she heard her weak voice.

Hanamaru Hanabu turned around in a low voice and stared at the blue sneakers under his feet.

"No...No fool..."

“…”

After a moment of quietness, I could only hear the noisy evening breeze rolling against the green leaves in my ears.

"Go home first."

"Um......"

After going home, the fireworks were very sleepy after cooking dinner. Perhaps because of the cheerleading dance, she fell asleep while lying in her bed.

The sunset falling outside the blinds illuminated the sleeping girl on the bed, and even in a black sailor suit, she couldn't help but dye her warm dizzy.

Recently, she has always dreamed and always has poor dreams.

He was calling his name all the time, curling his hands together like a child.

Uesuma Sato sat by the bed and stared at her for a long time, then got up and pulled up the Rishi, silently closing the door of the room.

Uesugi Hi, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, saw him go downstairs.

"Do you want to go out?"

"Yes." Uesugi Tou responded casually.

"do what?"

“Go to the police station.”

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Shinjuku Police Department.

Hanamaru Yuki behind the desk handed a stack of photos to Uesugi Tou who had just arrived.

Most of the above are photos of fireworks, including those who eat, those who go to school, those who attend physical education classes, and those who danced cheerleading recently.

"This is something that was found from the home of the high school girl."

Hanamaru Yuki took a sip of the tea that he had picked up slowly, and after putting it down, he said gently:

"I know the same thing, she is a member of the Fireworks Cheerleading Team."

"Cheerleaders?" said Uesugi.

"Well...she likes fireworks very much, but because the girl is engaged to you, she will find a way to let the girl leave you and take advantage of the opportunity to achieve the goal she wants."

Hanamaru Yuki handed over the blank paper document that had been sorted beside him.

"First of all, we start with the Line that young people like to use."

"She knew Hua Huo's personal information in the cheerleading group chat, and used secretly to take pictures of your personal photos and synthesize them through computer technology, creating an illusion to deceive the girl."

Uesugi Dog stopped flipping the information and frowned. He had only seen the photo of him and Kitagawa, which was deleted by the fireworks before?

"The picture synthesis technique is very superb, not something that she, an ordinary high school student, can do."

Hanamaru Yuki pointed to a piece of A4 blank paper that he was flipping through. "She was looking for someone online. The price of the photo synthesizer given by the other party is usually 3,000 yen. She got a total of 13 photos in this way."

Uesugi Gou looked through the information that had been sorted out, and there were indeed some photos of him on it.

The scales are large and small.

There is a picture of her naked upper body, looking at a woman in her arms with affectionate expressions of her hand stroking her chest. The environment is a nightclub with bright lights and wine.

The overall view of the photo is crooked, and it looks like you are hiding in the distance and taking photos.

How did this picture be done?

Hanamaru Yuki looked at him and continued, "Some photos directly change your face, then stretch the lens to blur the characteristics of the upper body, and the subject highlights the interaction and ambiguous relationship between the two characters."

"Not unusual."

"Superior synthesis technology, imitation and application of lenses, and the girl's first impression of seeing this photo, it's difficult for her to recognize that this is a synthetic photo."

He actually wanted to say that he was a little surprised when he saw these photos.

Besides, what would Xiao Huahuo, who had never seen too many worlds, think?

However, Yuki Hanamaru understands his temperament and has dealt with cases that use synthetic photos to confuse the police's sight. After observing and identifying it for a while, he found clues.

Hiroki Hanamaru, who was sitting in the Office of the Commissioner of Police, spoke equally calmly:

"The girl's emotions are not suddenly changed, but accumulated day by day. I believe she will be willing to believe you, but the more you are buried in your heart, the more difficult it is to produce traces that are difficult to erase."

"She will become more and more inferior and less confident, and begin to doubt her role. Her depressed emotions will be achieved overnight because of an opportunity."

Uesugi Obusa understands that opportunity should refer to the negative state caused by long-distance running.

The photo of herself and Beichuan was just sent before the race, which further fostered her psychological burden before running.

In addition, I was unable to watch her game in the first half, and my feelings of loss and inferiority burst out suddenly.

Uesugius thought as he stared at the information in his hand.

"What will that high school girl do?"

"The crime of harassment, the crime of following, because she is a minor, she will force her to transfer to school."

"Do you want to see her again?" Hanamaru Yuki asked.

"I don't want to do it at all." Uesugi said lightly.

"I thought you would be angry."

"I'm very angry. I want to beat that guy, but that kind of occasion is not suitable, so it's enough to arrest him." Uesugi Sao handed the information back to his father-in-law.

Hanamaru Yuki nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's best not to act recklessly. If you vent your emotions in front of your classmates, you may have to come to me for a few days."

"The few words you said are completely enough."

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, vehicles under the night passed by Qingmei Street like colorful lights, turning the bright neon lights of the entire Tokyo capital into dazzling light.

Hanamaru Yuki re-sitted the sorted documents, and the fragrance of tea lingered in front of him.

He raised his face, which was nearly 40 years old, and looked at the boy in front of him who had seen him since childhood:

"Go back and spend more time with Huahuo, she needs you."

"Um."

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It's almost nine o'clock in the evening.

The sound of the key turning the door frame.

Kitagawa Katsusa, who was chatting happily with Hanamaru Hanabu, turned her head and looked at the entrance.

She suddenly looked surprised, stood up and trotted over with black silk legs.

"Banping, what's wrong with your face?"

"I went to the police station to have a bowl of pork chop rice." Banping Suzhi waved his hand and said, revealing the uncle's vicissitudes.

"Do you need to get a slap in the face when eating pork chop rice?"

Kitagawa Katsusa seemed to be unable to figure out the relationship, "Besides, why do you have to go to the police station to eat pork chop rice?"

Banping walked into the house that was illuminated by a lamp, and suddenly sat on the cushion next to the coffee table:

"I'm satisfied without spending money!"

"There is such a good thing!? The police station has free pork chop rice!" Kitagawa Katsusa seemed to have discovered the new world, "Can I go?"

Banping looked at the girl in black dress and smiled: "Miss, of course you can go too, but they have to take it home after a meal."

"Then, then forget it!" Kitagawa Katsusa saw his bruised face, "Is it okay? Do you have any medical box at home?"

Half flat pointed to the box on the high cabinet, and Beichuan walked in the direction.

"Miss still feels sorry for me, an uncle on the edge of society?"

"Uncle Banping is very good, it's nothing to apply medicine to you." Kitagawa Katsusa stood on tiptoe, trying to get to the medicine box above.

But no matter how she gritted her teeth, she could not reach the top of her thin foot pads with black silk.

A pair of hands stretched over the top of his head and carried the box down.

Kitagawa Katsusa turned around and took the medical supplies box he handed over and nodded slightly: "Ah...thank you."

Half-level sitting back to the original position: "Miss has learned these things?"

Taking out the alcohol and gauze from the box, Kitagawa Katsusa gently tucked her hair on her face and said:

"I have also helped my brother get hurt before. Humph, Banping, don't be able to see the sage clearly!"

Alcohol pricked his face so much that it hurt, but it was just a skin itch for him.

There are only six stacks of rooms, very narrow.
To be continued...