Sato-kun is normal today

Sato Hiroshi's aunt, Miwako Sato, is 28 years old and currently works as a supplementary officer in the Police Division [-], Criminal Division, Criminal Division, Criminal Investigation Department, Police Division [-], and is more than most men of the same age, which shows her strong ability.

On the tram, Saiki Nanxiong patiently listened to Hiroshi Sato's enthusiastic recounting of his aunt's glorious deeds, such as his fondness for screaming while racing, his love for smashing the criminal's dog's head, etc., and he was a little surprised.

It can be seen that Hiroshi Sato admires his aunt very much.

"Does Sato want to become a detective like his aunt?" '

"Eh?" Sato Hiroshi was shocked at first, then shook his hands in embarrassment, and laughed at himself: "I can't do it, I'm too clumsy. If someone like me becomes a criminal police officer, he will probably become a loophole in the defense line of the Japanese police force."

Then I still want to be a police officer.

Sai Munanxiong thought, as a teenager's ideal, it is a fairly common one, and it doesn't match Hiroshi Sato at all.

It's hard to imagine a person with his personality dealing with vicious criminals. He is more suitable to be a company employee or teacher step by step.

Seeing that Saiki fell into deep thought after listening to his words, Hiroshi Sato smiled and scratched his cheek with his fingertips, "Do you think I am not suitable for the job? I understand this myself, so I just think about it."

But it didn't stop Sato Hiroshi from admiring or even worshiping Sato Miwako. Every time he saw her, he would pester her to tell some stories about chasing the murderer.

Miwako Sato was used to it, so she didn't shy away from letting her nephew face the murder scene.

After getting off the tram at Mihua Station, Hiroshi Sato led Saiki Kusuo straight to Mihua Park. There was a murder nearby, and Miwako Sato was investigating the scene.

It rained a little at noon in Tokyo. Although the rain stopped now, there were still puddles of water on the road.

The intersection near the park was cordoned off, and many people outside the line were pointing and whispering inside.

Two high school students squeezed into the inner circle, and Sato Hiroshi stood on tiptoe and looked in. The corpse had already been transported away, leaving only a white figure on the ground.

A skinny plainclothes female detective with short black hair was talking to a male colleague next to her. It was exactly the person Sato Hiroshi was looking for.

"Gu—" Sato Hiroshi wanted to call her to look over, but he closed his mouth and took out his mobile phone, concerned about the onlookers around him.

On the other side, Miwako Sato had been keenly aware of the boy's gaze, turned her head and looked over, her gaze was as penetrating as a sharp blade, and softened after seeing Hiroshi Sato's face clearly.

Saying hello to colleagues around her, Miwako Sato walked towards the two high school students, lifted the cordon and led them to a quiet place.

"How are your parents?" Miwako Sato carelessly put her arms around her nephew's shoulders, strangling the boy with strength far beyond ordinary people and screaming.

"Auntie hurts..." Sato Hiroshi slipped out of her arms, "Mom and Dad are very healthy, Mom asked me to invite you to come to my house for dinner next weekend." After finishing speaking, he rubbed his shoulders and complained: "Auntie's Too much strength."

Sato Miwako laughed with her hips on her hips: "This is the strength of my aunt! Your mother is really good, just call and talk about small things, and you must make a trip."

Sato Hiroichi refused solemnly: "No, because my aunt can't take care of herself, so I need to see her in person to be at ease."

Miwako Sato was poked at a weak point, and gasped: "Stinky boy!"

Sato Hiroshi evaded his aunt's sanctions with a triumphant smile.

Saiki Kusuo looked at the two of them now, and found that the aunt and nephew both had short black hair and similar face shapes. Except for the different eye color, the outline was a typical family.

Although their appearances are very similar, their temperaments are completely different. Hiroshi Sato is kind and easy to get close to, like a harmless rabbit, while Police Officer Sato is decisive, sharp and aggressive, like a sharp eagle.

Miwako Sato caught his nephew and punished him, and his eyes fell on his companion, "Xiaohiro's friend?"

Hiroshi Sato covered his neck and introduced: "Well, my friend, Kusuo Saiki, we sit at the front and back desks at school."

Miwako Sato stretched out her hand, "My name is Miwako Sato, and my little Hiroshi has been taken care of by you."

Saiki Kusuo didn't expect that Officer Sato would treat him with an equal attitude, he held out his hand hesitantly, and was held by Officer Sato and shook.

"Unfortunately today, I have a case to deal with, next time I will treat you to something delicious." Miwako Sato apologized.

'Where, I interrupted. '

Hiroshi Sato asked, "Is there a murder incident?" The white human figure he saw just now was intact, except for the blood on his chest, which did not seem like an accident.

"The shooting incident." Miwako Sato looked serious and looked back at the scene, "The one who was killed was a policeman."

Sato Hiro was stunned, "Shoot the police? In broad daylight?"

The law and order in Tokyo must be terrible... But after thinking about it, he sighed after hearing a few things recently, and the law and order in Kanagawa can't be called good, it's just half a catty.

Miwako Sato thought of something, and sent his nephew home, "I'm still busy, it's getting late, you two should go back quickly, if it's too late, there will be no car."

Saiki Kusuo gave her a deep look and remained silent.

Hiroshi Sato pursed his lips, "Could it be...the dead police officer was someone my aunt knew..."

Miwako Sato froze for a moment, slumped her shoulders and said in discouragement, "Xiao Hiroshi is inexplicably sensitive..."

The police officer Narazawa who was shot dead was her senior. He was once in a team and could be regarded as a partner.

"If you frown too much, you will become an old man. Xiaohiro, don't worry, I'm fine." Miwako Sato said with her hands on her hips, her face full of confidence.

Hiroshi Sato wanted to say a few more words, and the male detective came over to find Officer Sato.

Miwako Sato said, "Go back, I'm going back to the Metropolitan Police Department to record witness testimony."

Hiroshi Sato had no choice but to leave, and before leaving, he raised his voice, "Mom asked my aunt to go home on time, and it would be better to bring her boyfriend."

Miwako Sato's face turned red, and she looked at the male detective beside her in a panic, seeing that he was looking at the sky and the ground but not at herself, she raised her fist angrily.

"Stinky boy—"

Sato Hirohaya took Saiki Kusuo and slipped away.

On the way back, Hiro Sato was depressed.

'very worried? ' Saiki Kusuo could hear his heartbeat and wanted to persuade him.

Sato Hiroshi smiled bitterly: "For sure."

It is foreseeable how dangerous the criminal police are. Whenever the news reports that the police were injured or died in the line of duty, Hiroshi Sato's family would call to confirm Miwako's safety with trepidation.

Saiki Kusuo thought of the thoughts of Officer Sato he heard just now, and sighed secretly in his heart, Sato Hiroshi was already disturbed enough, so don't talk about that incident to add to the confusion.

'Don't worry, it'll be fine. '

Hiroshi Sato smiled, "Well, nothing will happen."

Things backfired, and a few days later, Hiroshi Sato's family received a notice of Miwako's critical illness.