Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 2 I have a present for you

"Am I still going to work today?"

"What do you say?"

"If you want me to say I shouldn't be at work today."

"Do you think the Megure Police Department will believe this reason?"

"...Anyway, he doesn't know that I'm absent from work, so I'll make up my attendance at another day, even if I'm out of work. That's it, I'm still busy, so I'll hang up first."

"Uehara, you—"

"Senior Sato! Please!"

Before Miwako Sato had time to speak, only a few busy toots could be heard on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Uehara Katsumi thought about it for a while, and felt that something was wrong.So he turned on the screen of the phone again, flipped through the calendar on the top, and the numbers on the screen were displayed very clearly.

Today should still be in his vacation, why should he go to work?
Could it be that Miwako Sato remembered the wrong date?
Or... did he remember wrongly?
Uehara Katsumi is not very willing to think deeply about the possibility of the final result, because it means that it is his fault.

But fortunately, he doesn't have a high sense of presence in the search of the three departments at present, so he should be fine and won't be discovered.

Even if Mu Mushisan wants to take someone to the scene of the crime, according to the past practice, he should give priority to bringing the rich second generation Shiratori Rensaburo or the serious and responsible Sato, rather than him, the little transparent who is not very good at laughing.

After all, after graduating from the police school, he was assigned to search the third department. He is a junior here. The senior who brought him to familiarize himself with the work was Sato Miwako, not Megushisan.

If you really think about it, he and Mu Mu Shisan shouldn't be very familiar with each other, it's just an ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates.After all, he is also a police department with real power in his hands. There are so many police officers under him, and he may not be remembered for a while.

Ok……

The more he thought about it, the more Katsumi Uehara felt that this was true, so he decisively walked towards the sun, the beach...and the bikini.

Anyway, I will be recorded as absent from work. We will talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow. Let's enjoy today's last day of vacation first!

"Uncle, please bring me two sun loungers and a glass of iced watermelon juice."

After paying the money, Katsumi Uehara, who found a good place to set up camp, lay down on it, and pretended to erect a newspaper.Slightly bent his right leg, his eyes under the sunglasses were all focused on the women in bikinis who were playing beach volleyball not far away, and he sipped a sip of iced watermelon juice when his mouth was dry.

He really loves the sport of beach volleyball.

When I saw the high interest, maybe I felt that the slightly naturally curly hair fluttering in the wind was a bit of a hindrance.

So Uehara Katsumi took off a rubber band from his wrist, pushed back his hair that had reached the temples as much as possible, and then simply tied a refreshing ponytail, leaving two thin strands of bangs hanging down in front of his forehead to act as a ponytail. embellishment.

"You told me yesterday that you want me to come here this morning, isn't it just to let me lie here with you and watch beach volleyball?"

Just as the volleyball game was coming to an end, a beautiful figure in a white coat appeared behind the sun lounger, with his hands in his pockets, and his words were full of helplessness.

"Why? Can't you? The volleyball game is so beautiful. I like watching volleyball games the most."

Katsumi Uehara on the recliner folded the newspaper down the middle, and then slightly pulled down the sunglasses on the bridge of the nose with his right hand as he turned his head, raised his eyebrows proudly, and moved the empty chair next to him with his left thumb: "See No, I specially prepared the best seats for you to watch. How about it, I am quite honest."

"...If it's okay, I'll go back to the clinic." Asai sighed honestly and resignedly, but the figure under the white coat never moved a step forward: "I'm very busy."

"Come on, I've known you for a year. Every time I come to Moon Shadow Island for vacation, I see that there are more doctors and nurses than patients in the clinic where you work. There is no business. You are so busy."

"..."

Regarding the sharp comment on his career by the man in front of him, Asai Makoto fell into silence directly, unable to refute.

He and Katsumi Uehara met a year ago, when there was a sudden heavy rain on Tsukage Island, which was a resort at that time, and Katsumi Uehara, who came to the island for vacation by boat for the first time, was caught off guard by God and became drowned. As a last resort, I had to temporarily find the nearest place to shelter from the rain.

Coincidentally, the house closest to Katsumi Uehara at the time and able to shelter from the rain was the Tsukage Island Clinic where he worked.

From this, he got to know this policeman from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and became friends with him strangely.Therefore, the fact that there are no patients in the Yueying Island Clinic throughout the year can't be hidden from Katsumi Uehara.

After all, this is a vacation island, and the total number of islanders is here, unlike the overcrowded hospitals in Tokyo.

"Come and sit down, it's really something, I have a gift for you."

"Ri—gift?" Makoto Asai was stunned when he heard the words, and his eyes subconsciously moved to the cardboard box about the length of A4 paper under Uehara Katsumi's reclining chair.

This guy……

Shouldn't...

Thinking of his role as a female doctor on the island over the years, Asai Makoto's eyelids twitched indiscernibly: "We are so familiar, so we don't need gifts. Today is neither a holiday nor a birthday."

"Okay, don't talk about it, sit down and put it down."

"..."

Makoto Asai hesitated for a while, and seven or eight friendly wording templates for women rejecting men popped up in his mind.Slowly moved to the chair and sat down, just when he was about to speak, he saw Uehara Katsumi throwing the box into his arms——

"Eh? You—"

Asai Makoto, who was in a hurry to catch up, followed the paper box that had been swung open at a corner, and did not see roses or confession decorations, but a piece of old music that had obviously turned yellow. I breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

"What is this? Where did you find it, and you gave it to me yourself?" Asai's honest tone was relaxed, with a bit of teasing in it.

"One of my police colleagues gave it to me. He wore reading glasses and searched for a long time before finding it. It is the only piano score in the world, and it is extremely precious." With his hands behind his head, he found a comfortable position and lay down again. Uehara Katsumi said comfortably.

"The only piano score in the world? I don't know how to play the piano, why did you give me this—"

The smiling face froze on Makoto Asai's face the moment he spread out the sheet music, and the pupils that shrank suddenly due to horror couldn't be concealed, just so brightly falling on Uehara Katsumi's eyes.

【Honesty, you have to survive alone. 】

Katsumi Uehara couldn't read the score at all, but Makoto Asai could see the information hidden in it with just a few glances.

This is? !
Asai Makoto stood up abruptly, took a few steps back, and stared vigilantly at the figure lying on the sunshade chair with Erlang's legs up and dangling: "Katsuji Uehara?!"

"How is it, are you satisfied with this gift, Aso Mi-kun?" Uehara Katsumi, who pulled down his sunglasses halfway from the bridge of his nose to reveal his eyes, turned his head and asked with a smile.

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