Chapter 9 Does he hate me?
"Ah? So fast?" Kawai was surprised.
Yuan Yuzi poked the broccoli with chopsticks and whispered:
"All students' and teachers' personal belongings must go through the security check at the mailing and receiving station. Just check the registration form and you will know who has brought red ink..."
In 1992, when the "Violent Gang Countermeasures Act" was implemented, the Metropolitan Police Department focused on cracking down on gangster forces. In order to prevent criminal gangs from placing undercover agents in the police academies, all police academies are strictly controlling personal belongings, and personal letters exchanged will be reviewed - in Japan these days, privacy rights are really not very important.
"What if it's not on the registration form?" Kawai was lying on the table, too lazy to move.
"It's easy to handle if you don't have it, which means that red ink is an office supply purchased by the school. There are not many application scenarios for it. Teachers use water-based pens to mark test papers. In only one case, the school will use red ink."
Minamoto Tamako said as she quietly pushed the broccoli aside.
"What's going on?" Kawai picked up the chopsticks, picked up the broccoli beside her plate, and ate it in one bite: "It's wrong to be a partial eclipse."
"No way! I'm going to save it for last."
Yuan Yuzi paused and continued: "Didn't you notice that the official documents on the bulletin board are basically written in pen? The school requires the use of red ink when issuing announcements."
"I see. In this way, the search scope has been narrowed!" Kawai touched her little head and praised: "As expected of you! Master Detective Gentamako-sama!"
In the past, when Minamoto Tamako heard such compliments, she would definitely be so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
But today she seemed worried, and even lowered her head and sighed.
Kawai noticed that Minamoto Tamako was in a different mood, sat up straight and asked her what happened.
The latter told everything about the 'reasoning showdown' that took place in the portrait class.
"Maybe I have been just amusing myself. The real investigation is different from what I imagined..."
This is a blow to my self-confidence.
Kawai understood clearly, she hugged Minamoto Tamoko's shoulders and encouraged: "What are you thinking about! If reasoning is not required to investigate the case, then how can there be criminal investigation reasoning test questions? The evidence also talks about logical chain, that guy is Sophistry! ”
"Really?" Yuan Yuzi raised his head.
"Of course it's true. Besides, didn't you immediately deduce the identity of the sender? That guy definitely couldn't do it, so he pushed this matter to you!" Kawai continued to give She cheered.
"But..."
Kawai suddenly came closer and interrupted: "The fire lights up the moon in the sky, and everyone walks around the streets with lanterns, guessing the traditional festival!"
This is a small game they often played when they were students. Kawai sets the questions and Minamoto Tamako answers them, including but not limited to lantern festival word puzzles, deductions, situational games, etc.
"Obon Festival?" Minamoto Tamako answered instantly.
"Bingo!" Kawai raised a finger and poked her little face: "You are still as smart as before!"
Minamoto Tamako's mood changed from gloomy to bright, but she was still struggling with another thing: "Hey, Kawai, does Fushimi-san hate me?"
"Huh? Why do you say that?" Kawai was stunned.
"Because, because I just invited him to have lunch together, and he refused...and he hasn't been eating in the cafeteria. Could it be that he is avoiding me?" Yuan Yuzi used chopsticks to insert rice back and forth: "Does he think I am too annoying? ”
Kawai waved his hands helplessly and said, "You're overthinking, he just can't make friends. Didn't you notice that you were the only one talking to him? That's why he hid in the dormitory and ate alone, right?" How pitiful..."
"Is that so?"
"That's for sure! Fushimi-kun seems to have a very arrogant character at first glance. He's unforgiving on his lips, but in fact he wishes you could talk to him more!" Kawai pulled the corners of his eyes with both hands, imitating Fushimi's usual behavior. Dead fish eyes: "Ah, it's so lonely to be alone. Finally, a cute girl talked to me. I am so lucky to see deer!"
Yuan Yuzi couldn't help laughing. She was in a good mood and full of morale, and decided to take advantage of her lunch break to find out the true identity of the sender and impress Fushimi-san!
So, what is Fushimi-san doing alone in the dormitory?
"The Fukushima Urinal Hidden Corpse Case. A male corpse was found stuck at the bottom of the urinal in the school girls' toilet. The deceased was a school staff member, and the body showed a very strange posture..."
Fushimi Shikama closed the file abruptly, not wanting to affect his appetite for lunch.
Yes, he is learning.
The criminal laws of each country are different, and the judgment cases and legal basis are also very different. Even if he was a senior lawyer in his previous life, he still has to learn it from scratch after time travel. During this period, he stayed up late, memorizing criminal laws and reading files.
Fushimi Shika didn't intend to return to his old profession, he just didn't want to become a legal illiteracy.
If something happens, he can save a lawyer's fee - Japan allows parties to defend themselves without hiring a lawyer.
As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, there was a knock on the door, and someone shouted outside the door: "Is Fushimi-san here?"
"Yes."
Fushimi Lu stood up and went to open the door. The person who came was the squad leader, saying that instructor Sakurai asked him to go to the office. He looked back at the food on the table and asked, "Did she say anything to me?"
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"That's not true, but I have instructed you to go there immediately."
"Then don't worry, wait until I finish eating." Fushimi Lu turned around and prepared to close the door.
The squad leader put his hand against the door and said with some embarrassment: "If this is the case, I will be very troubled. After all, instructor Sakurai said that you should go there immediately..."
"It only takes five minutes. I eat very quickly."
"Sorry." The monitor still refused to accommodate.
Fushimi Shika sighed, thinking that the person who listens to the teacher the most can become the class monitor.
He simply turned around, picked up the lunch box, stood side by side in the corridor with the squad leader, locked the dormitory door, and said, "Let's go."
"Huh? What are you..."
“Eat while walking.”
When Fushimi Lu spoke, he had already picked up the chopsticks. As he walked forward, he put rice into his mouth.
The students passing by gave him surprised looks. The monitor even did not dare to walk side by side with him, deliberately falling one position behind.
Fushimi Shika was a human being with a sense of transcendent relaxation. Looking back on his previous life, he often caught the bus with a bowl of hot dry noodles, and eating while walking was a daily routine.
Before he reached the teaching building, he had already finished his lunch and threw the lunch box into the trash can. The monitor reminded in a low voice: "Garbage must be sorted..."
"Paying attention to environmental protection is what wealthy people should do. If I throw away 10,000 lunch boxes, it won't be as big as the pollution caused by TEPCO." Fushimi Shika was unfazed.
The squad leader thought to himself, isn’t this a sneaky change of concept? Do you also do bad things when others do them? And why take TEPCO as an example... Is Fushimi-kun an extreme conservative and opposed to circuit construction?
He didn't argue, he just felt that Fushimi-san's character was as bad as the rumors. After bringing the person to the door of the office, the squad leader hurriedly left.
"I'm sorry," Fushimi Shika knocked on the glass door of the independent office: "I am student Fushimi Shika..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar breathing sound coming from the office.
(End of chapter)