Daily life in the world of famous detectives

"Hehe..." Matsuda twitched the corner of his mouth.

This woman really holds a grudge, remember what happened last time...

"Hula~" A gust of cold wind blew by, and Miwako couldn't help hugging her body tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly.

"Really..." Matsuda took off his suit and covered the woman, then walked to the window and closed it. "Clearly knowing that in this season, the temperature difference between day and night changes greatly, and you still wear so few clothes..."

Miwako tightened the clothes on her body, and looked at the man who returned to her side with a reddish face.

This idiot finally got his head around it...

===Chapter 155 You are surrounded===

The next morning, outside a nightclub in Ginza

Miwako who was sitting in the car yawned, her tired eyes were still staring at the entrance.

To be honest, she didn't think of it either.

It's just chasing a suspect, and he has come to this kind of place.

"Have you come out yet?" A familiar voice came from outside the car window.

The man handed in the sandwich and milk in his hand, and then looked at the gate of the nightclub.

"Yes!" Miwako took the sandwich and took a bite, as if she wanted to vent all her emotions on the food.

"I should have said it earlier..." Matsuda turned his head and said with a helpless smile. "If you come to this kind of place at night, you must come out the next morning."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Miwako suddenly raised her head and looked at the man. "You seem to be very experienced, have you been to similar places before?"

"Stupid, stupid!" Matsuda tilted the sunglasses on his face and almost fell down. "You know it's impossible!"

"Oh~~~" Miwako rolled her eyes, but didn't care, and continued to eat breakfast.

In fact, to be honest, Matsuda really felt a little guilty.

To be honest, I don't know if the organized bar is considered...

Uh, and the time I went to America...

Just then, the "jingle bell" sounded...

Matsuda froze for a moment, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

"Hello, may I ask..." He turned his back and connected the phone. "Police? Well, well, I see..."

After putting away the phone, Matsuda turned around, just in time to see a puzzled look projected towards him.

He smiled and said, "The evidence has been found, and the arrest can be carried out!"

"Really!" Mei Hezi's eyes lit up, she immediately put the breakfast aside, and got out of the car excitedly.

"Hey, hey..." The corner of Matsuda's mouth twitched, did he need to be so excited?

Also, finish your breakfast anyway...

In the nightclub, there is no scene of feasting, feasting, singing and dancing as imagined, on the contrary, it is very deserted.

Soon, Miwako found the lobby manager and showed her ID.

"Search, search a lesson?!" The manager's face changed slightly, and his right hand swung back without a trace.

The waiter behind him understood and slowly disappeared into a dark corner.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two of them.

"Are you the manager?" Miwako put away the ID with some doubts, and then took out a photo. "Where is this man?"

Seeing the man in the photo, the manager's pupils shrank slightly.

"Don't tell me..." Miwako said with one hand on her waist, shaking the photo with the other, staring closely at the man in front of her. "You haven't seen this man!"

"See, I've seen it! Of course I've seen it!" The manager glanced at a man and a woman standing in front of him, then rolled his eyes, and immediately shouted at the man who was packing up not far away. "Kojima-kun, take these two police officers there!"

"Hi!" Another waiter responded and immediately stopped what he was doing. "This way please!"

"Thank you!" Miwako put away the photo.

Matsuda didn't say anything, just took a meaningful look at the man standing in front of him, and followed the waiter with Miwako.

Seeing the two of them gradually disappearing from sight, the manager's eyes gradually revealed a ruthless look.

I blame you for just two people coming to the door, but you can't blame me!

So what about the people who searched the first class, as long as they can't be seen by anyone!

Even if people from the Metropolitan Police Department come to the door at that time, there is no evidence, so what can I do?

But that man seems to have been seen somewhere.

Those dark eyes gave him a great sense of oppression.

Where the hell is it...

On the other side, under the dim light, Matsuda and Miwako walked behind the waiter.

The surroundings were quiet, only the footsteps of three people in the corridor.

Finally, Matsuda stopped, and he looked towards the end of the dark corridor, where a figure emerged.

"The play is over?" While speaking, Matsuda subconsciously protected Miwako behind her.

"Orders from above..." The waiter continued to walk forward, came to the front of a group of black shadows, and then slowly turned around. "We have no way..."

"I see..." Matsuda nodded, his expression still unchanged.

"Huh?" At this moment, the waiter finally realized something was wrong.

It's fine to say that men are not nervous, but why are women the same?

And the policewoman's face is...

excited? !

That's right, excitement!

He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes...

At this moment, Mei Hezi's little face looks flushed, one is because the man took the initiative to protect her behind her, and the other is...

Of course it's because I haven't exercised for a long time, and my hands are itchy...

She gently pushed aside the man's arm, then stomped on the ground, her graceful figure rushed towards the crowd in front of her.

Looking at the sunken and torn ground, Matsuda twitched the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help mourning for these people in his heart.

Miwako had fought against the group of Lupine III, so it goes without saying that the force is worth it.

These people really want to die!

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

The three men fell to Matsuda's feet, foaming at the mouth, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Damn it!" An iron rod rushed over.

Miwako stretched out her right arm, flicked it, and the stick split in two.

Seeing that the stick in his hand turned into a half stick, the man couldn't help swallowing, and at the same time couldn't help shouting in his heart: This is an iron stick!Not sticks!

A few stick shadows struck again, and the woman came to the back of the nearest man in a flash.

There was a "German-style back fall" on the spot, accompanied by a scream.

Next, what appeared in Matsuda's eyes was a scene like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"You, you are not human!"

"You are the devil!"

"Devil!"

The gangsters yelled in horror, and some even dropped the iron rods in their hands, kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands and begging for mercy.

As for those men who came out from the front, back, left, and right rooms one after another, they all shrank back like turtles.

"how so..."

The waiter kept repeating the same words, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be dumbfounded.

This scene simply overturned his three views.

"Tch, it's really boring..." Mei Hezi pursed her lips, and then withdrew her movement with some unfinished thoughts.

"Have you played enough?" Matsuda avoided the wailing people at his feet, and came to the woman's side with a smile.

However, before Mihezi could speak, the face of the man in front of him suddenly changed, and he flew towards him suddenly.

With a "bang", the bullet grazed the woman's white and tender arm, leaving a red mark.

At the same time, there was a miserable cry.

But strangely, it was a man's scream, not a woman's...

In fact, while throwing the woman down, Matsuda quickly took off the sunglasses on his face and flew towards the man with the gun.

As for Miwako, thanks to Matsuda, she only suffered a little scratch.

"What a good acting skill..." Matsuda helped the slightly frowning woman stand up, and then looked at the waiter together. "I didn't expect that even I was deceived..."

"You are not an ordinary policeman..." the waiter said solemnly, clutching his wrist.

"Hmph!" Matsuda snorted coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense.

With a flash of his body, he directly put his foot in the middle of the opponent's chest.

The man didn't even have a chance to react, he screamed and flew upside down.

Matsuda looked at the man who was lying on the ground screaming, and couldn't help clenching his fists slightly.

Almost, almost!

If he hadn't reacted quickly, the bullet would have penetrated Miwako's chest, which he absolutely could not tolerate!

Just when Matsuda wanted to continue, a jade arm wrapped around his arm, and the woman said softly, "Forget it, the most urgent thing is to find the man in the photo..."

"Okay..." Since it was Miwako's words, Matsuda of course chose to obey.He half embraced the woman, stepped forward a few steps, and asked expressionlessly. "I'll just ask once, where's the person?"

Looking at the young man's indifferent, sharp, and deep eyes, the man couldn't help but tremble.

In the lobby, the manager kept rubbing his hands and walking back and forth.

In fact, it is necessary to do so...

Although they operate legally, some activities still cannot be brought to the fore.

As it happens, the man in the photo holds the evidence of their crime.

If he is really taken away by the police, then everything is over!

No, you still have to go and see for yourself!

This kind of thing can't go wrong!

Just when the middle-aged man was about to go inside to confirm the situation, an emotionless voice rang in his ears.

"Disappointed?"

The manager's face froze, and he turned his head in disbelief.

What greeted him was a heavy blow!

"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed and flew upside down.

Seeing this scene, the waiters around stood there tremblingly, not daring to move.

"I'm Matsuda Jinpei from the First Investigation Section of the Metropolitan Police Department!" Matsuda showed his ID and said calmly. "This person, together with the group of people inside, and the waiter who sneaked out before, are all suspected of committing a crime. If any of you are also involved, you'd better stand up honestly, and the punishment can be reduced accordingly ,if not..."

"You, you are the famous..." The manager held his chest, his face full of horror.