The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Hurrying and hurrying, Amuro Toru, who finally finished writing a pile of case-closing reports, glanced at the mountains of documents still piled up on the desktop, and his spirit almost collapsed.

From the setting sun on the west mountain to the eyebrows on the moon.

He only finished writing for two days.

How did Atsuto Yamashita, Dogecoin, become a policeman before? ! ! !

Has the police academy training been trained in the dog's belly? !

Also, why did he receive so many reports a day? ! ! ! !

When did the lives of the people of Tokyo become so dire? !

"Hey, Yamashita, how about working overtime? It's rare, you were arrested by the Megure Police Department today, right?"

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who had already finished working overtime, looked at his friend who was writing in front of the desk in surprise, and suddenly there was a sudden look in his eyes.

"Come on, Yamashita."

The struggling young man Takagi She also left work.

"See you tomorrow, everyone."

With a smile on her lips, Miwako Sato stepped on stilettos and left with her best friend Yumi Miyamoto who was waiting for her to get off work.

"Shanshita, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's because you have too much left."

Chiba Kazun held the pre-booked tickets for the special shooting actor meeting, patted his friend on the shoulder earnestly, turned and left without hesitation.

"……………………"

The corners of Toru Amuro's eyes twitched, he looked left and right at the empty surroundings, and dialed the Lord's phone expressionlessly.

Ring Ring Ring!

"Tutor, don't make trouble, you're calling."

In an apartment in Tokyo, Atsuto Yamashita, who came home early to play the role of being kidnapped, is playing with his fiancée on the sofa.

"You pick it up for me, just say I'm working overtime and I'm not free."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was picking up oranges, rested his head on Shiyu's thigh and fed her a piece.

The sweet and sour taste lingered in his mouth, and Kasumigaoka Shiu shook his head helplessly.

Slender fingers took out the mobile phone from the man's trouser pocket, and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Toru, he is working overtime at the Metropolitan Police Department tonight, and he has no time to deal with other things."

In the Metropolitan Police Department, Toru Amuro held his mobile phone and lowered his eyelids: "He? Working overtime?"

"True man, this man doesn't seem to believe it."

Feeling that her tone was wrong, Kasumigaoka Shiyu hurriedly covered the receiver, and asked her fiancé who was pillowed on her lap in a low voice.

"Believe it or not, anyway, I have an overtime schedule for today's class, even if Amaterasu comes, I will also be working overtime!"

Atsuto Yamashita rolled his eyes, too lazy to answer this strange number.

He more or less guessed who it was, but he still had to pretend not to know.

"But, what if it's for you?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu somewhat felt that this attitude was a bit bad.

"It's all over, and it's not the phone number from Mumu Police Department, what else can I do?"

Atsuto Yamashita urged his fiancée to hang up the phone quickly: "Hurry up, hurry up, you lost, it's my turn to make a request!"

"Ah! Duren! The phone hasn't hung up—"

beep--

The phone hangs up.

"Mountain! Down! Benedict! People!"

The cries that were squeezed out between the teeth, almost roaring, and the bulging veins on the back of his hands were enough to illustrate the man's mood at the moment.

Shameless!

It's shameless!

work overtime?

You overworked the fart class!

Who the hell is writing these reports? !

Amuro laughed out loud.

Atsuto Yamashita would not have guessed that he made the call, and now he is directly exposing himself with a gin face!

"You wait for me, Yamashita Bento!"

In the Metropolitan Police Hall, Toru Amuro's hand holding the pen was shaking;

In the next second, the case of the ballpoint pen broke with a sound.

In the living room of the apartment under the mountain, a man and a woman are in perfect order;

Mottled moonlight reflected on the curtains——

World Famous Painting: Atsuto Yamashita is working overtime.

After a while, the relationship between the painter Atsuto Yamashita and the model Kasumigaoka Shiwa was like that of Guan Bao.

The voice of praise is clear and pleasant.

It seems that the lingering sound lingers around the beam, lingering in the man's ear for a long time, never dissipating.

Chapter 270 Brother, the plane is ready (4k, two chapters)

"Tuten, you should get up, or you will be late for work."

Early the next morning, in the bedroom of the Yamashita family.

Putting on her school uniform and stockings, Kasumigaoka Shiwa straddled the man's waist with her legs, twisting her waist in an attempt to wake up Atsuto Yamashita who was still in bed.

"No...I'm on paid leave today...You let me sleep a little longer..."

The man who pulled up the quilt and covered his eyes was tired.

"Paid time off?"

"Yeah... one of the cases in charge was taken over by the police. You know the relationship between the Metropolitan Police Department and the police, so I was kicked out and put on paid leave."

In a sense, Yamashita Atsuto felt that he was right: "But you have to keep it secret and don't gossip about it. This matter makes the Mumu Police Department very upset. Remember that someone will ask you where I am, you Just answer that I work overtime at the Metropolitan Police Department."

As soon as the words fell, the man lazily stretched his waist.There was a sudden force in the abdomen, and the girl who was caught off guard fell down.

"You—Tutor?!"

The soft mattress shook three times.

"Shiyu, are you gaining weight again?" Atsuto Yamashita, who leaned in front of his fiancée, raised a smirk.

The embarrassment in the eyes of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu who was poked at the gate of life disappeared immediately, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, with danger written on his face: "Yes, I just weighed it once when I went out with Xiaolan and the others the day before yesterday, and I weighed it again. catty."

"Hiss... a catty? Could it be my credit?"

Atsuto Yamashita lowered his head, and then touched two poking fingers——

"Ah! I'm blind."

When the fingertips were still [-] centimeter away from the eyelids, the man let out a strange cry and closed his eyes in all directions.He held his breath and lay motionless on the bed, like a corpse.

"Get up, don't pretend to be dead, tell me clearly."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu got up and straightened his slightly messy clothes, with unkind eyes, and stepped on his thigh with the sole of his black silk-clad foot.

Get to the bottom of it.

"Don't provoke me, Shi Yu, I'm afraid when I get angry."

Toshito Yamashita turned his head stiffly, fully explaining what it means to be a man.

"Then you're still so sleepy this morning?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu raised the corners of his mouth, fiddled with his toes playfully, and a little cunning flashed in his eyes.

"What do you know, I'm called Lover, I can't bear to leave."

The man who couldn't bear to be wronged in the bustling big city immediately packed his bags.

The wanderer returns home.

Atsuto Yamashita is determined to put what he has learned all his life into the construction of his hometown and let it take off.

At this time, Toru Amuro was still working overtime in the Metropolitan Police Department.

He has been up all night.

"Hello? Is it Teacher Xinshan? It's me, Atsuto Yamashita. That's it. Shiyu still has some things to deal with this morning. Can the class be changed to the afternoon?"

"Is that right? Oh ok ok, thank you."

After Ke Xue's time passed, Atsuto Yamashita in the bathtub hung up the phone, full of energy and refreshed.

The drowsy look before was completely gone.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu lay on his chest like a puddle of ooze, pursed his lips, and helplessly drew circles on the man's body with his right hand.

How can there be the prestige of showing off one's power before.

"You don't know how to let me go."

"You provoked me first, woman."

Lifting Shi Yu's chin like a domineering president, Atsuto Yamashita imitated her stubborn and unyielding demeanor not long ago.

It caused limp little fists to hit his chest.

Water splashes everywhere.

"It's all your fault. I promised to take Huashanyuan to the publishing house with me this morning, but now I have to renege on my promise." After drying her palms, Shi Yu listened to the strong beating heart of her fiancé, and sent a text message to the little fan girl with her mobile phone. A text message.

"Huashanyuan? Who's here?"

Atsuto Yamashita laughed when he saw the reason his fiancée wrote in the text message.