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As Hagiwara Chihaya said, because the nature of the previous bomb case was too bad, the wanted bomber came down soon.

Zhu Fukong glanced at the photo, he looked a little thinner than before he was imprisoned, but he didn't seem to have suffered much.Japan's prison laws are really...

Zhu Fukongliang didn't pay attention to the search department next door, but it didn't mean that the news from there couldn't come in.Especially under the premise that there are relatively few female police officers in the police station, Miwako Sato can be regarded as the policewoman of the entire police station.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was once killed by the bomber, left a strong mark in her heart-this is also when the bomber was caught, Miwako Sato even shot at the prisoner, wanting to Kill him with your own hands.

Only to be blocked in the end.

Miwako Sato was willing to stop at that time because she decided to use the law to judge this criminal who deserved to die.But none of them thought that this prisoner would escape from prison one day.

Miwako Sato, who has a hearty personality, would never blame the person who stopped her at that time, but it is also hard not to have similar thoughts like "It would be fine if I killed him directly at that time".

The policemen who appeared in "Conan" have too much justice in their hearts.At least, Zhu Fukongliang felt that he would never feel any guilt if he did it himself.

In the worst case, design the prisoner so that he will do something to himself first, and then he will shoot and kill the other party when he "has to".

Some bloody things of the Eighteen Bans flashed in his mind, Zhu Fukongliang lowered his head, pretending not to hear the topic of these police colleagues about Miwako Sato.

The policemen who have appeared in "Conan" are all very good-even if they are not capable enough, they will have some bright spots of their own, and the heart of justice is inevitable.

But those who haven't played... are more uneven.

Mingming just let go of the wanted news, and as a member of the explosives team, all he pays attention to is the pretty policewoman next door who gets angry because of this, why don't he try to vent his anger by going to drink and sing K at night - or something.

Even people like Zhu Fukongliang couldn't help frowning under such circumstances.

"Speaking of which, Zhu Fu, have you ever attended our party?" A senior in his thirties suddenly asked.

Zhu Fukong smiled politely: "No, today I..."

"Hey! If you don't go, you won't give me face!" This colleague said kindly like a good senior who takes care of the newcomers: "If you don't participate in this kind of simultaneous gathering, it will appear that we are crowding out you!"

Zhu Fukongliang can use words to reject those colleagues who care about etiquette, but if Zhu Fukongliang refuses this kind of sloppy senior who relies on the old and sells the old, he will probably be hated.

The culture of seniors and juniors in Japanese society is really troublesome.Basically, it's not about strength at all, but because I'm older and I've been here longer than you, so you have to look at me.

But Zhu Fukongliang was not the kind of person who would accept such an invitation, and he didn't really care about being pushed out or being bullied.

Just when the atmosphere was about to become awkward, Zhu Fukongliang's cell phone rang suddenly, it was a phone call.

The black-haired police officer froze for a moment, with an apologetic smile on his face, and walked outside the door with his mobile phone.

"Miss Qiansu?" Zhu Fukongliang was a little surprised.

"Tonight's party, do you want to be together?" Hagiwara Chisu still asked very straightforwardly.

Probably guessing the doubts in Zhu Fukongliang's heart, Hagiwara Chihaya, who had already been transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department, took the initiative and said, "Do you know Sato from the first search section?"

After getting the response, Hagiwara Chihaya sighed slightly: "She has faced the bomber directly, and I want to know more information, so I invited her just now."

Zhu Fukongliang came to his senses: "So do you need me to be the driver?"

"Are you coming?" Hagiwara Chihaya asked.

With Hagiwara Chihata's character, this question does not have any threatening meaning, it is really just a question.It probably also contained the meaning of hoping that Zhu Fukong would understand the bomber better.Even if he didn't go, Hagiwara Chihaya wouldn't say anything.

Thinking of the senior's invitation just now, Zhu Fukong blinked his eyes: "Of course."

"Okay, then I'll come find you after get off work." Hagiwara Chisu replied.

Zhu Fukongliang stared at the communication that had been hung up, and asked in doubt: "Normally, shouldn't I go to find someone?"

Back in the office, Zhu Fukongliang immediately put on a slightly green attitude, clasped his hands together, and said to the senior who invited him: "Sorry senior, I, that, someone asked me to go..."

Zhu Fukongliang deliberately blushed a little, and after making an expression that anyone could imagine——this group of seniors or colleagues all had a clear expression.

Naturally, it is impossible to continue unreasonable invitations under such circumstances.

The senior also patted Zhu Fukongliang's shoulder knowingly, and teased a few words.

Zhu Fukong brightened his left ear in and out of his right ear, and then took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where are you going, senior?"

"Oh, Officer Sato already has an appointment, so we'll just get together with our colleagues, at that old izakaya."

Zhu Fukongliang immediately turned on the phone, entered the address of the izakaya and sent an email: [Miss Qiansu, I just used you as an excuse to decline the invitation to a colleague party, to avoid trouble and misunderstanding, don’t go to this restaurant tonight . 】

[By the way, don't come to me after get off work, I will go there by myself.It's too troublesome to get involved with the new goddess of the Metropolitan Police Department. 】

Chihaya Hagiwara: [...How about changing to another person next time? 】

Hagiwara Chisu: [Okay, originally we didn't plan to drink much this time, I was more concerned about that bastard.I will remember to choose a store with private rooms. 】

After getting an affirmative answer, Zhu Fukongliang spent his day's work peacefully as usual.

Speaking of which, it has been a while since he came here, except for the first time, he has not encountered a bomb case, which is really quite surprising.

After looking at the address sent by Hagiwara Chisawa, Zhu Fukongliang, who didn't drive here today, decided to walk there after making sure that there was time.

When they arrived, the three people in the private room had already changed their coats and hung them on the wall. Zhu Fukong smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, you're just right, we're ahead of time." Hagiwara Chisu waved his hand, and put a menu in front of Zhu Fukongliang: "What do you want to eat?"

"I can do whatever I want, you choose first."

Because Hagiwara Chihaya wanted to know the information about the bomber, the focus was not on eating and drinking. There were only four people present, Takagi Wataru, Sato Miwako, Hagiwara Chihaya and Mofuku Kongliang.

Miwako Sato had obviously heard Hagiwara Chihaya mention Morofuku Ryo, and she smiled generously at this time: "Meet you again, Officer Morofuku."

For children and Toru Amuro, you can directly call your own name, but for a female police officer to say this, it is somewhat impolite, so Zhu Fukongliang did not mention this.

What's more, during this period of time, he is also used to being called "Zhu Fu".

"Hello, Officer Sato."

After politely introducing themselves to each other, since the two policewomen had important relationships with the police officer who was killed by the bomber, and their personalities were both generous and neat, they became good friends in almost 5 minutes. look.

When the two policewomen got together and began to yell at the bomber, Zhu Fukongliang showed a gentle smile to Takagi She, who couldn't get in his mouth at all.

When neither of them can stop the two ladies, it becomes a matter of course what happens in the aftermath.

Seeing the two policewomen drinking more and more, Takagi even wanted to reach out his hand to stop Miwako Sato from continuing to drink, but unexpectedly, he was forced to drink a glass instead.

The very knowledgeable Zhu Fukongliang stood up: "I'll go to pay the bill first, you go ahead."

"Hey! Officer Zhufu—" Gao Mushe stretched out Erkang's hand to keep him, but in the end, he failed.

After waiting outside for a while, Zhu Fukongliang felt that the inside was over, and slowly sat down again under Gao Mushe's accusing gaze, and took a sip of the glass of lemonade in front of him: "I'll send it to you later." Go back, after all, even you have been drinking, Officer Takagi."

But after saying this, Zhu Fukongliang realized something was wrong, and suddenly looked down at the glass of "lemonade" in his hand.

Hagiwara Chisu was the first to laugh out: "This is the shochu I just ordered. How does it taste?"

No, whose shochu puts lemon slices?

"..." Zhu Fukongliang pursed his lips, and his expression became helpless: "Okay, now I'm drinking too, so I can't drive anymore."

The two drunk ladies couldn't communicate, and Zhu Fukongliang couldn't drive for the time being, so he could only choose to take a taxi.

Because I plan to stay at Mihua's side until the bomber is caught and brought to justice (in fact, Zhu Fukongliang thinks that Qiansu wants to kill people directly), so it is impossible to stay in the hotel all the time. Hagiwara Chiha found a friend and was very fast. He rented a house by himself.

Zhu Fukongliang knew the address, so after half-supporting him to send him back, he left him at the door, and after making sure that Miss Qiansu could walk in by herself, he smiled and waved goodbye at the door.

Although I always call my sister, but after all, there is no blood relationship, too close will still bring unnecessary troubles, of course, this kind of thing should be actively avoided.

After sending the man home, Zhu Fukongliang stopped under the street lights, suddenly felt that his day was inexplicable.

Zhu Fukong lit a cigarette, he didn't smoke much, and he rarely drank, but it didn't mean he couldn't.

The alcoholic strength of half a glass of soju is not enough to make him collapse.Leaning against the lamppost, Zhu Fukongliang lowered his head halfway, and the white mist of cigarettes slowly dispersed at this moment.

What's more, this level of alcohol will only make his brain more sober.

From birth, Zhu Fukongliang lacked a very important ability.

No matter how much you want to forget and ignore things, they always stay in your mind for no reason.

Time, place, person, everything that happened at that time, the sound heard, the shadow seen, the height of blood splashed after dripping on the ground, the sharp and weird melody - and the ensuing 18 Hours of suffocating darkness.

Even after 22 years, Zhu Fukongliang still remembers clearly and can easily reappear in front of his eyes.

...I'm just a little afraid of the dark now, but I'm really strong enough.Zhu Fukongliang muttered silently.

The sparks of the cigarettes were extinguished in front of his eyes, and the ashes fell directly to the ground and scattered.

Zhu Fukongliang stubbed out the unburned cigarette, the corners of his mouth no longer had the gentle arc as usual, and the friendliness in the sharp cat eyes also lost. The black-haired police officer raised his head and said: "Good evening , Mr. Amuro."

"I'm a little curious, why is Mr. Amuro walking outside at such a late hour?"

The blond hair adapted to Sheng's face that appeared at an unknown time, and because of the shadow cast by the light from above and below, the expression could not be seen clearly.

Without waiting for Toru Amuro to reply, Zhu Fukong Liang found an excuse for him on his own: "It must be the work of a detective, right? It's really hard work, Mr. Amuro."

"But I think, even Mr. Amuro's job must not include following a policeman, right?"

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