As a Great Detective, I Choose to Call the Police

Recently, Tokyo Nichiuri TV host Yoko Okino conducted an exclusive interview. Her interviewee was the renowned private detective and special consultant to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department&#...

Chapter 89 Return

With the rare collaboration of Gin and Bourbon, the elite executives of the distillery who have always disliked each other, a mission to eliminate a traitor was successfully completed.

Yoruichi Toyama, who was completely unaware of this, returned to his residence in Fudoyama.

Because I had a cat with me, I couldn't take the bus or tram, so I asked Mingzhi to drive it over after get off work.

However, when they were still some distance from the house, Mingzhi couldn't help but snort.

Yoruichi Toyama felt quite familiar with this arrogant attitude.

Therefore, we also looked forward.

A white Mazdarx-7fd3s was parked prominently in the narrow driveway in front of the house.

Dog spy?

Yoruichi Toyama was on high alert, much like Akechi.

Didn't that guy kick himself out of the operation team?

We are here now because...

Minmei?

Gin found out about her? ...

There's a saying that Toyama Yoruichi doesn't acknowledge: "Concern leads to confusion."

Just seeing Amuro Tooru's car made him imagine a huge gunfight involving hiding and discovering, escape and pursuit.

Akechi lived up to his anxiety, stepping onto a spot alongside the Mazda, and after Yoruichi Toyama and Taro got out of the car, he sped away.

Yoruichi Toyama stood there, holding the cat, and forgot to even say goodbye.

That's moving way too fast.

How much do you despise the police officers?

While mentally complaining, Yoruichi Toyama approached the Mazda's car window and immediately saw someone pretending to glance at her.

The car window slowly rolled down, and Amuro Tooru leaned out from the driver's seat, resting his arm on the door, his expression deliberately relaxed.

"Mr. Toyama, may I come in and have a seat?"

"Of course—no." Yoruichi Toyama said with a straight face, then turned and went up the steps to the door.

I felt a little relieved.

If it were something important to report, or if someone asked for his help with a task, he wouldn't act like this.

"Oh, then I'll have to bother you." The police officer seemed not to have heard Yoruichi Toyama's refusal and got out of his car to follow.

Yoruichi Toyama rolled her eyes in exasperation, then took out her keys and opened the door.

"Huh?" He sensed something was wrong the moment he opened the door. Just as he was about to turn around and ask, Taro in his hand suddenly darted into the room.

"Meow meow meow meow meow!..."

【Miss Mingmei, I've missed you so much!】

Upon hearing Taro's declaration, which sounded like he was on the Spring Festival Gala, Yoichi Toyama froze on the spot, and without realizing it, he even left the key on the door.

Amuro Tooru chuckled softly behind him, then pushed the door open wide past him.

Akemi Miyano, who had been away from the public eye for a long time, still sported her chic short hair reminiscent of Audrey Hepburn, and stood there gracefully in a smart yet elegant Western-style suit.

It was exactly the same day they escaped from Mika City and arrived at Fudoyama.

"Yoruichi!" she called out, but did not rush forward; her eyes glistened with tears.

"Uh, Akemi..." Yoruichi Toyama stammered as he opened his mouth, when he was suddenly shoved from behind and stumbled into the room, finally managing to stop in front of Akemi.

"What kind of logic is it for you, the host, to block the door and prevent guests from entering?"

Amuro Tooru said in a complaining tone, and then closed the door behind him.

"You too, don't you miss him a lot? Why are you standing here in a daze?" another voice rang out.

Although it sounded cold, you could tell it was a clear, childlike voice.

On the sofa next to her, a young Shiho Miyano, looking utterly disdainful, swung her short legs.

Seemingly casually, he used one hand to press the black cat onto the seat next to him.

"Meow! Meow meow meow!..."

[You unlucky kid, where did you come from? Get out of my way! ...]

Amidst Taro's noise, Yoruichi Toyama gradually came to her senses.

This is a battle between a mischievous kid and a feline overlord.

It looks like a complete rout by the mischievous kids.

Miyano Akemi, on the other side, blushed belatedly.

"What are you saying, Shiho! Who are you talking about, who wants to..."

“That detective Toyama, if you miss him, just tell him!” Facing her sister, Shiho Miyano still exposed her shortcomings with the rigor of a scientist, “When you’re with me, you don’t go a day without mentioning him.”

Even Yoruichi Toyama blushed deeply.

"You...and what about you? Aren't you the same?!" Cornered, Miyano Akemi launched a counterattack. "You've been talking about that puppeteer the whole time, haven't you?"

Shiho Miyano's eyes flickered immediately, and her hand tightened.

The black cat let out a pitiful meow.

Yoruichi Toyama quickly rescued the spirit from the mischievous child, placed it on her shoulder, and petted it to comfort it.

I had only stroked it a couple of times when my hand suddenly froze.

etc!

Who were they talking about?

Is it high and far?

"Do you know where he is?" This was the first thing Yoruichi Toyama said to Shiho Miyano when they met face to face twice.

Shiho Miyano gave him a cool look.

“I know—” she drawled, sending a chill down one’s spine, “—but I won’t tell you!”

After saying that, young Shiho jumped off the sofa, hid behind Akemi, and then peeked out half of her head.

"Hehehehe!"

...

Perhaps because of Yoruichi Toyama's pointless questions and Shiho Miyano's capricious answers, the inexplicable awkwardness that had been lingering among them gradually subsided.

Yoruichi Toyama gestured for everyone to sit on the sofa, then deliberately glared at Shiho Miyano before handing the cat to Akemi.

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!