Chapter 86 Entry Gift
Two hours later.
The office was lit with warm yellow lights, documents and files were piled on the chairs, and the portable oven was sizzling on the desk. The tender and bloody wagyu beef is roasted until it is cooked and brown, and the oden is bubbling.
Watanabe Jun bit open the beer bottle cap with his teeth, raised his glass and cheered:
"Cheers!"
No one paid any attention to him.
Fushimi Shika was moving his chopsticks like flying to pick up wagyu beef in his bowl. He was cooking so that he could enjoy the meal, and he must keep the delicious food for himself first. The rest of the people are just humanoid props to enhance the atmosphere of the meal. If you give up the delicious food to others just to save face, it will be worth the loss;
Minamoto Tamako was also cooking rice. She quietly picked out the carrots from the salmon and threw them away. She chewed the fish together with a big mouthful of rice. She was so satisfied! Moreover, the sweet and sour pork tenderloin made with pork on the table is super delicious, sour and sweet, which is very suitable for her appetite;
Kazama Takusai and Morimu Yalan were both very generous and came as soon as they were called. The two of them sat at the table, one helping to grill the meat, and the other helping to keep an eye on the heat of the oden. After drying, Kazama Takusai added some sesame oil, and after Morimu Yalan was cooked through, he poured some stock. The cooperation was quite tacit.
Watanabe Jun put down the bottle angrily and said: "How can we not drink at a dinner party? Boss, don't you feel your mouth is dry?"
"We have to work tomorrow." Kazama Takusai turned the wagyu over.
"If you drink some wine, everyone will be more motivated to work! We are in the workplace, how can we not drink some wine after get off work? This is a good opportunity to enhance relationships with colleagues..." Watanabe Shun winked and motioned to Director Moriki to help persuade him to drink. .
The latter ignored him, casually took out a newspaper, picked up a big piece for himself, and read the newspaper while eating, acting like a petty bourgeois urban beauty.
Seeing that he could not persuade the boss, Watanabe Shun had to give up temporarily.
Minamoto Tamako puffed up her cheeks, and while chewing, she couldn't help but admire: "I didn't expect Fushimi-san to know how to cook! His skills are so good, he can definitely go out and open a shop!"
Fushimi Lu casually said: "Yes, my father wanted me to inherit the family's izakaya, but I always wanted to be a policeman and often quarreled with him. After his death, I have always regretted that I did not apologize to him in time."
Yuan Yuzi's ears perked up. This was the first time she heard Fushimi's classmate talk about things at home. She didn't expect it to be so exciting as soon as she started talking.
Then she thought about it, wasn't it the same for her and her mother? Her mother always hoped that she could become a doctor or a university professor, but she only wanted to be a detective and a police officer... When her mother is a hundred years from now, will she regret it like Fushimi-san?
When Yuan Yuzi thought of this, the food in her mouth no longer tasted good.
A series of recent blows have left her a little confused about the future. The patrol officer's job is different from what she imagined, and what she does seems not as meaningful as she imagined. Everyone thinks she is easy to bully, even the abandoned little girl looks down on her...
She looked lonely and had no taste for food. Fortunately, Fushimi Shika changed the topic and continued: "Before my father passed away, he left me a suicide note. He encouraged me in the letter and asked me to do what I wanted to do. After all, it was just his obsession to keep the izakaya open... After seeing this letter, I made up my mind to apply for the police academy.”
"Eh...so there is such a thing." Watanabe Jun believed his lies.
He felt that this junior was a promising talent and had a high belief in the police cause. In order to protect the victims, he would risk being dismissed from his position and shoot at the scum. It could be said that he was compassionate, loyal and filial.
Although the boss has always disliked this guy, as the younger brother, he naturally had to side with the boss unconditionally, but sometimes he felt that the boss was really easy to get into trouble... After all, how could such an upright man be a murderer? Even if he really kills someone, there must be a motive for it, just like Rokuro Usui for revenge.
Thinking of this, Jun Watanabe remembered that he forgot to talk about the business.
He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, then stood up and took out two packages, one large and one small, from his personal locker.
"Old rules, entry-level gift from seniors."
Watanabe Jun distributed the packages to Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako, and said proudly: "The boss also gave me entry-level gifts before, and now it's my turn to give them to you."
Fushimi Shika took the package and felt that the shape of the thing was a bit suspicious. The shape is quite long and narrow, a rectangular strip. He turned around and saw that Yuan Yuzi had opened the package. It was a small square box with a gold watch inside.
"Eh?!"
Yuan Yuzi was shocked.
Watanabe Jun said quickly: "It's fake, it's sprayed with gold paint, it's not real gold. The detectives in the elite group will give a gold watch to the juniors who graduate from Tokyo University, which means that they will rise step by step. I will also learn to let you take advantage of it. A good sign.”
Except for Minamoto Tamako, everyone thinks Watanabe Jun is brainless. How could such an exaggerated gold watch be worn? If you really encounter a detective from the gold watch team, you might even be laughed at.
But Yuan Yuzi is very happy. She feels that this is recognition from her seniors, which shows that her hard work during this period is meaningful.
Watanabe Shun urged Fushimi Shika to open it and take a look. The latter tore open the black plastic packaging and found a machete inside.
The handle is wrapped with silk thread to outline a diamond pattern, and the eyes are carved with dragons and tigers, which are lifelike. Fushimi Lu couldn't help but draw his sword. The black ridges and cloud patterns showed a cold light on one section. It didn't look like a bargain.
Watanabe Jun subconsciously glanced at the boss and said with a guilty conscience: "This, this is also fake, haha, it's not sharpened, it's just a handicraft."
The "Law on the Prohibition of Possession of Guns, Swords, etc." stipulates that knives with a blade length exceeding 15 centimeters are "controlled knives" and are illegal for ordinary people to possess.
The others were not blind, even Yuan Yuzi could see that the sharpness of the knife clearly opened the edge.
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"Go back and write another seven pages of review to round up the number." Kazama Takusai said.
He acquiesced, and Morimu Yalan didn't say anything. She was reading the newspaper intently.
As for Yuan Yuzi, she didn't think much about it, because she had several similar art collections at home, which looked sharper than this one. As long as it is registered and approved, it can be held legally, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.
Fushimi Shika nodded in greeting, and he toasted Toshiro Watanabe to express his gratitude.
If Shun Watanabe had a tail, it would be cocked now. The juniors toasted to him, which made him feel particularly proud - if you think about it carefully, he is now a respected senior too!
With Fushimi Shika taking the lead, the atmosphere gradually became warmer. Minamoto Tamako quietly took a few sips of cold beer, with a blush on her face. Jun Watanabe talked non-stop, recounting his heroic deeds when he was a detective, and from time to time he even persuaded the boss to have a drink. Kazama Takusai was so annoyed that he poured himself a symbolic glass, but Watanabe Shun took advantage of the situation and stood up. Once the wine started, it couldn't end with just one drink.
"Boss, please speak! Everyone applauds!" Watanabe Shun took the lead in applauding.
Fushimi Shika wanted to see him make a fool of himself, so he encouraged Yuan Tamako to clap along with him. Kazama Takusai turned the topic to Director Morimu and asked her to help him out: "Is there any interesting news recently? I'm so fascinated by it."
"Some media reported the Sugamo Apartment Massacre."
Morimu Yalan folded the newspaper, held the tea cup, and continued reading: "Our exchange was also published in the newspaper."
"Eh? Really or not...what was written in the news?" Watanabe Jun poked his head curiously.
Morimu Yalan moved the dinner plate and spread the newspaper on the table. Everyone looked down and saw the eye-catching headline:
"A horrific murder occurred in Tokyo: Seventeen people died at the hands of the devil, and strange symbols caused social shock"
(End of chapter)