Daily life in the world of famous detectives

"Ah..." The old man lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and the corners of his mouth were a bit bitter: "Miss is addicted to drugs, and I have been trying to commit suicide during that time. In order to protect my reputation, I can't say anything. ..."

"It turned out to be like this..." The three of Matsuda were silent, and Koshimizu Nanatsuki shed tears sadly.

The old man's shoulders trembled slightly, and he said with a sob: "I thought Miss Chanel's suspicion would be cleared up immediately after investigation, but I didn't expect... Really, I'm so sorry!"

The old man knelt on the ground, repenting in pain, but unfortunately the deceased was already dead, and the past was blown away with the wind.

===Chapter 311 Journey to Fukuoka===

Afterwards, the Shikoku police were held accountable and ordered to find the thief as soon as possible.

The two criminal policemen who were in charge of the case were suspended and dismissed.

The archives of this case were also rewritten by Matsuda himself.

His rights are not small, not to mention that he has been personally approved by Director Odagiri, the head of the criminal department of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Handling a case is not a child's play. Blindly relying on strong means to force prisoners to be tortured is not allowed by the law after all.

In fact, this punishment is already considered light. It is just a criticism within the agency. If it is made public, it will definitely be attacked and scolded by all social media and public opinion.

By doing so, Matsuda saved the last face of the Shikoku police. No matter how uncomfortable they were, they could only swallow their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

This result, for Koshimizu Nanatsuki, is already considered acceptable.

It's just that she still has some regrets, that is, she hasn't found the detective with the strange accent.

If she finds it, she will use her reasoning ability to compete with it!

Under Matsuda's veiled reminder, her thoughts changed a bit.

Perhaps, to make a person suffer, you can choose another way.

For example, ruined.

..........

On a fast-speeding Shinkansen, Matsuda felt relaxed after solving the unjust case a year ago, so next, he planned to have a good time with Miwako and Chisu-san.

In Shikoku, Nanatsuki Koshimi didn't want to stay any longer for a moment. After paying homage to her friend's grave, she and the three of Matsuda boarded the Shinkansen back to Fukuoka according to the plan when they came.

For their hometown, women are still very proud.

Maybe it was out of gratitude, or maybe it was because of some other unknown factors. After returning to her hometown, she planned to put everything aside and take this famous police department family to have a taste of Fukuoka.

At that time, she believed that the other party would be amazed.

In the afternoon, Matsuda and his party arrived in Fukuoka Prefecture.

Taking the bus, away from the hustle and bustle, the four of them came to a quiet and remote place.

Yueshui's house is surrounded by lush and green trees. Although the house is small, even a little crude, it has a natural structure and is clean and tidy.

Smelling the fresh natural air around was really refreshing, and made the three of Matsuda feel like returning to nature.

There is no one else in the wooden house, only Yueshui Nanatsuki lives alone. Her parents don't live here, but in a more remote place.

The transportation here is convenient, as long as you go out and walk a few steps, you can take a bus and go directly to the city center.

In the past days, women took the bus every day to go to school.

Unfortunately, in order to avenge her friend, she chose to drop out of school without hesitation.

"Actually, if you still want to go to school, I can talk to the school..."

Matsuda sat cross-legged on the tatami, picked up the tea cup on the table in front of him, took a sip and said, "The time of studying is the happiest time. You have missed a lot because of your friend's case. If you make up for it now, it is too late." It's not too late."

Yue Shui Nanatsuki said with a wry smile: "Forget it, I'm already 20 years old, even if I'm asked to go to school again, I don't have that kind of thought anymore."

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" Miwako who was sitting at the table asked, while Qiansu who was on the side also looked at the woman.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki paused for a moment, as if she had made some important decision, she resolutely raised her head and looked at the three people in front of her and said, "I plan to go to Tokyo and use the money left over from my work-study program to open a detective agency... ..”

"...During the few days I went to Tokyo, I clearly saw that there were cases happening every day in Mihua Town and Kuboto Town..."

“…I want to be able to do my bit.”

The woman's voice was clear and crisp, and as soon as she said the words, Miwako and Qiansu were impressed, but the corners of Matsuda's mouth twitched slightly.

Isn't this stealing the business of senior Maori in disguise...

"Ah!"

At this time, Mori Kogoro, who was far away in Tokyo, suddenly sneezed a few times and couldn't help rubbing his nose.

"Xiao Lan! Where's my beer!" He didn't care, just urging his daughter loudly, still shaking an empty can in his hand.

Wine, that is his source of happiness, if he doesn't drink more than a dozen cans a day, how can he do it?

"Really~ Dad! You've already drank six cans!" Wearing an apron, Xiaolan came out of the kitchen. She had her slender waist crossed, her small mouth was slightly pouted, and her face was rather dissatisfied.

, Conan, who was waiting for dinner, laughed, and was speechless to this drunk uncle.

"Oh, stop talking nonsense, I'm enjoying watching it!"

Mao Li's eyes were firmly attracted by the blond ponytail woman on the TV screen. He didn't go to the last concert. He must watch enough of the video this time!

Xiaolan sighed softly, feeling a little helpless towards her father.

"Dinglingling~", suddenly the phone on the table rang.

"Damn it! Who is it! At such a time..."

Xiaolan has quick eyes and quick hands, and picked up the receiver before Mao Li hung up the phone.

She glared at her father, put the microphone to her ear, and asked politely: "Hello, this is the Maori Detective Agency, may I ask... ah! You said you are... Mr. Hijikata?!"

"Mr. Hijikata?" Maori and Conan were taken aback.

Xiaolan covered the microphone and explained softly: "It's that famous actor in ancient costume, Kosaburo Hijikata!"

Mao Li nodded, but he was a bit impressed, but Conan was a little strange. How could that actor in costume find Uncle Mao Li?

.......

At night, the stars are dotted.

Matsuda, Miwako, and Chihaya all slept soundly in their respective rooms.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki was in the room, holding her head in her hands, looking at the ceiling with both eyes, but it was difficult to fall asleep.

The experiences of these days repeatedly flashed in her mind, making her wonder if she was dreaming.

She thought the road this time would be bumpy, but she didn't want to meet this kind-hearted police department. Now that all the problems have been solved, she suddenly became a little confused about the future.

What she said during the day, going to Tokyo to open a detective agency is actually a bit unrealistic.

The house price in Tokyo is not something she can afford.

If she really wanted to open a detective agency, she would definitely have to borrow money from her family. The money she saved during the years of school was just a drop in the bucket.

But she has gotten used to being alone in the past few years, and she really doesn't want to cause trouble to her parents.

So now she is very distressed and entangled.

"Forget it, don't think about it, go on step by step, there will always be a solution."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki lay down in a comfortable position, straightened the quilt, and slowly closed her eyes.

The bright moonlight shines through the window and sprinkles on the woman's delicate, jade-like, elegant and holy face.

This scene is so peaceful and peaceful.

===Chapter 312 The challenge from Hongye Ooka===

The second day was sunny.

It was the summer and autumn season. After breakfast, at the suggestion of Koshimizu Nanatsuki, Matsuda and his party decided to go to Guangming Temple to enjoy the red leaves.

Guangming Zen Temple, the only dry landscape garden in Kyushu, is especially famous for heather and red leaves. It is very close to the famous Dazaifu Tenmangu, only a 5-minute walk away.

When the four of them came here by West Rail bus, the clear sky had turned gloomy.

Matsuda bought a few umbrellas and walked into the temple with the three daughters. The temple was lush with trees and looked very quiet.

"The entire Zen temple is set with rocks and fine sand and gravel, and there are many trees. The red-leaved trees with a tree age of more than 300 years and more than 50 kinds of moss are also very famous in Kyushu."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki introduced that she visited here when she was in high school, facing the familiar beauty, these days, her restless heart gradually calmed down.

"There are two large and small courtyards in the temple. The smaller courtyard is arranged in a "light" with rocks of different sizes. The larger courtyard costs [-] yen and you can take off your shoes to enter."

"Two hundred yen, and you still have to take off your shoes?"

Seeing the smile on the woman's face, Miwako became interested, and Matsuda simply paid the money and walked in.

In the courtyard, the changes in the lines of the crushed stones on the ground complement the red leaves falling in the air. Matsuda tries to appreciate it from different angles, so that he can experience a different sense of beauty.

The two hundred yuan was indeed not for nothing.

Walking into the depths of the courtyard at a thousand speeds, you can see the moss used to represent the land, and the white sand to represent the sea. At this moment, the sky happened to be lightly raining, and with the falling red leaves, it added some different poetic and picturesque flavors.

"It's so beautiful!" She spread out her jade hands and sighed endlessly, and Miwako and Nanatsuki Koshimizu who were beside her were also deeply moved.

The beautiful scenery is picturesque, the beauty is like jade, and it looks like a whole body.

Such a scene fell into Matsuda's eyes, and he only felt it was quite beautiful.

..........

In a nearby temple, a beautiful girl with tea hair wearing a white student uniform, earrings, lip gloss, and manicures stood up slowly from the futon after paying homage to the Buddha statue in front of her.

The girl's chest was puffed out, her figure was proud, her every move was full of nobility and elegance, and she had the air of a lady.

"Iori, let's go, we should go back to Kyoto." She said indifferently to the long curly-haired young man beside her.

Not long ago, she represented Quanxin High School and won the championship in the flower card competition, and she came here to fulfill her wish.

"Okay, Miss."

The indifferent young man walked outside the temple and habitually opened his umbrella, but when a few figures approached, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Matsuda was dragged away helplessly by the short-haired woman in front of him.

Mei Hezi pursed her lips, and said as a matter of course: "Of course it's for blessing. I don't care about it in Tokyo, but they are all traveling. I don't want to encounter any more cases."

"Also! In Ai Jiang's words, it's to exorcise evil spirits for you!"

In the first half, Matsuda could barely accept it, but in the second half, he felt that the truth was a bit redundant.

"Huh? Okita?...No, no, it's just that he looks very similar to that sword boy..." The beautiful girl with tea hair was a little surprised when she saw Matsuda. There are two people who look so much alike.

But in comparison, the man in the sunglasses in front of him is more temperamental, mature and serious.

"Huh?" Sensing the gaze from the front, Matsuda looked puzzled, and he also vaguely heard what the tea-haired girl said just now. The other party had a Kansai accent, so she shouldn't be a native of Fukuoka.

"Hi, I'm Ooka Hongye from Izumishin High School in Kyoto. I'm sorry for talking about you casually just now, because you look very similar to one of my friends." The beautiful girl with tea hair came to Matsuda, smiled and stretched out The little hands that have always been white.

However, at this moment Matsuda couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he didn't feel it just now, but now at a close distance, his eyes inevitably fell on the chest of the girl in front of him.

It's really not that big, and it's a little scary...

"It's nothing." He withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the girl's soft face, and then retracted it.

It's normal to look at it for a while, but if you keep looking at it, it's too much.

Ooka Hongye was surprised again, then smiled and returned to the side of the indifferent young man.

"This is my housekeeper, Iori." She then introduced to everyone, and it can be said that the etiquette is very good.

The indifferent young man at this moment finally came back to his senses. He took a deep look at Matsuda, then bowed to the four of them and said, "Hello."

Matsuda nodded, and didn't intend to be rude, so he said, "My name is Matsuda Jinpei, and I'm from Tokyo. The rest of us are here in Fukuoka."

"Matsuda Jinpei?!"

When Ooka Hongye heard Matsuda's words, she couldn't help covering her thin lips, opened her beautiful eyes and said, "You are the Matsuda police department that my father often mentioned, who is famous all over Japan?"

Unlike the girl's astonishment, the expression of the indifferent young man on the side remained unchanged, as if he knew Matsuda's identity already.

"Your father? Wait... You said your surname is Ooka? You can't be the same name as the Suzuki family, the eldest lady of the Ooka family?"