Chapter 62 Unknown Call
"Don't tell me," Fushimi Shika flatly refused: "If you tell me, you will definitely go to the police station to deal with it. The workload is already heavy enough, and you still have to meddle in other people's business."
Yuan Yuzi's little mouth started to pout again. She liked to pout every time she was unhappy.
What does it mean to be nosy? He is obviously doing his own job, so who is going to mind his own business if the patrol officer doesn't mind his own business? Really, Fushimi-san is getting more and more lazy!
If she hadn't taken care of his petty nature, she would have criticized him for everything he said.
It is obvious that Fushimi-san is so talented, he is good at persuading people's minds, has a talent for speaking, is familiar with the customs of various places, and seems to be very good at fighting, but he is actually a lazy guy - this guy often fished when he was in the police academy, and he only took exams in normal times. To get a passing grade and then wait until the graduation exam to arrange a good assignment before putting all your efforts into it - it is really a waste of resources!
"This is the first case we have taken on! It's very memorable. Don't you want to try your best to solve it?" Yuan Yuzi used roundabout tactics to try to stimulate Fushimi Lu's pitiful motivation.
But she obviously overestimated Fushimi deer. Zero multiplied by any number is still zero. How could the non-existent motivation be inspired? He didn't know how many cases he had taken on in his previous life, and he had long been fried by society and turned into a veteran. It's okay to let him watch it for fun, but if it comes to dealing with it, he would rather choose to pretend he didn't see it... This is probably the difference between reading novels and writing novels.
"I don't want to." Fushimi Lu yawned: "I'm going back to sleep."
Yuan Yuzi's anger level was rising, and she thought to herself, is this guy aware of his own position? As Sherlock Holmes's partner, you should have full enthusiasm for the case!
When she, Detective Gentamako, is stuck at a bottleneck, Fushimi Tadashi should be beside her anxiously, waking her up with one or two unintentional questions, allowing her to discover the truth in a flash, instead of losing her salary. The uncle said, 'The workload is already heavy enough, don't meddle in other people's business'... How could he sleep? How could he sleep at his age? Not a bit promising!
Anyway, even if he doesn't help, I can still find out the truth!
When she solved the case, made some achievements, was praised by her boss, encouraged by her seniors, and promoted by the police station, Fushimi-san could only kneel down and regret why he didn't follow her in the first place!
Yuan Yuzi frowned, biting her thumb, and kept thinking about the ghost incident in the apartment on the way back to the police station... Because she was so absorbed in thinking, she accidentally bumped into someone when she entered the door.
"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to-"
Yuan Yuzi's words stopped abruptly. She raised her head, and her first reaction was that the big sister in front of her was so tall, with such a thin waist, long legs, and quite broad shoulders. She felt very aggressive. Then her eyes fell on the police badge on the other person's chest, and she quickly stood at attention and saluted: "Good job, director!"
During the inspection last night, Watanabe Shun mentioned the director of Sugamo Kouban: Moriki Masarashi, a grumpy leftover woman in her late thirties, unmarried and single - this is how Watanabe Shun described it, so that Minamoto Tamako had it in her mind. The image of the director is that of an Obasan.
But the woman in front of her was very different from the image she had expected. She had neat short hair, deep and angular features, and looked a bit like a Western mixed race. She had a slender neck, a nine-head-to-body ratio, and was wearing a white police uniform. Yuan Yuzi was first Time reminds me of swans.
"Ah? Why is the new patrol officer a primary school student?" Morimu Yalan's face suddenly darkened. She even looked at Yuan Yuzi with a ferocious look. Her right hand behind her back pinched the wrist of her left hand, and there were veins on the back of her hand. Jump violently.
Minamoto Tamako was startled, thinking that Watanabe-senpai really wasn't telling lies. The director's temper was really bad... She shrank her neck and didn't dare to say anything.
Fushimi Shika passed by and glanced back at the top of Morimu Arashi's head.
"Crime Index: 11%"
"Vicky: Cute Aggression"
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Seeing Minamoto Tamako's pitiful and cowardly look, Morimu Yalan's symptoms became more serious. She could not wait to hold Yuan Yuzi in her arms, kiss and suck her hard, and suck out all of Yuan Yuzi's brains. It would be best to make Yuan Yuzi cry non-stop...
calm! Yalan, you need to calm down!
Morimu Yalan took a few deep breaths and shifted her attention. Her eyes were narrow and long, and the ends of her eyes were raised upward. When she squinted, she had a certain aura: "Fushimi-kun, don't you even say hello?"
In the 1990s, the concept of superiority and inferiority between superiors and subordinates was very serious in the Japanese workplace, let alone civil servants within the system. If a subordinate does not take the initiative to salute and greet his superior, he will be considered to have serious personality problems. If he encounters a vindictive boss, he will definitely be punished. "Good job, director." Fushimi Lu saluted.
He was pondering in his mind whether to give the chief a cat. He felt it would be more useful than stuffing money. As long as he can bribe... ah, respect your superiors, he can be cute.
As for honoring Kazama Takusai, forget it. Even though Kazama Takusai spoke so grandly yesterday, he might actually be secretly doubting him in his heart.
"I have your phone number," Morimu Yalan stretched out her slender fingers and took away the card from the time card machine. "This is a call from the Metropolitan Police Department. I want you to pick it up by name. Remember to speak respectfully."
"Call me?" Fushimi Lu was slightly surprised.
"Yes."
Moriki Yaran clocked out of get off work. Before leaving, she wrote a series of phone numbers on a note and stuffed it into Minamoto Tamako's breast pocket: "If you have any questions, call me."
"Yes!" Yuan Yuzi saluted quickly: "Thank you for your hard work!"
She watched the commander walk out of the police station and speed away in a car. She thought to herself that the commander looked so powerful and handsome, and she didn’t know when I would become such a commander...
After Minamoto Tamako sighed for a moment, she entered the office to listen to Fushimi Lu's phone call. She was more curious than Fushimi Shika about who was calling, but Fushimi Shika wouldn't let her listen in on the grounds of personal privacy, so she had no choice but to stomp upstairs back to the dormitory angrily, deliberately stepping loudly.
"Hello, this is police patrol officer Fushimi Shika in front of Sugamo Station, police number TD070," Fushimi Shika answered the phone: "How can I help you?"
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"Hello, Fushimi-kun."
A gentle and magnetic female voice came from the other end of the phone, full of the unique sense of calmness of the elderly: "Excuse me for being abrupt, this call has nothing to do with business, I just want to chat with you in my personal capacity."
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"Who are you?"
"I am Minamoto Tamako's mother," the other party said straight to the point: "During this period, my little daughter has been taken care of by you, and I am very grateful."
"It's not about taking care of her. It's me who took advantage of her." Fushimi Shika said obediently.
The other party was noncommittal and said that she knew everything about Yuan Yuzi's experience in the police academy. She even confessed that she had arranged for the real corpse to be used in the graduation exam. She did not make any comments about Fushimi Shika, but asked in a calm tone: "Do you want to be promoted?"
"I don't want to." Fushimi Shika told the truth: "But I want to transfer recently."
The other party did not ask the reason: "The threshold for a patrol officer's transfer is to cooperate with the criminal police to detect three criminal cases. If you have this experience, you will be accepted for other assignments."
She paused and continued: "You should also know that this little girl has a weak personality and is not suitable to be a police officer. Sooner or later, she will have to face reality. If you help her, you are harming her... You are a smart person and know what to do. .”
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
(End of chapter)