Hattori Heiji felt an unprecedented crisis. He didn't know why he was dissatisfied with this handsome police officer. Maybe he was worried that Kazuha, who had been following him, would leave him behind, leaving him without a playmate?

Well, that must be the case. We can’t let a fool like He Ye be kidnapped by this guy who looks like a gentleman with bad taste.

As her childhood sweetheart, I have the obligation to protect her physical and mental health and to prevent her from getting hurt in the future.

Hattori Heiji had already imagined dozens of scenes of Inspector Takashi playing with the feelings of his childhood sweetheart. He put his hands in his pockets and moved stealthily, even tiptoeing a little to make himself look more imposing.

The hostility on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a smile brighter than the sun:

"It's okay! A police officer who's on good terms with Officer Otaki must also be a good police officer... And Officer Takashi, you're left-handed, right?"

How come his expression was so gloomy the last second and it cleared up the next?

Although Fujiwara Yuu was a little puzzled, he didn't show it. He followed Hattori Heiji's instructions and asked:

"Yeah, how did Hattori-san figure that out?"

"That's simple. You have calluses on the second joint of your left index finger and the base of your thumb. Plus, your lower arm clearly has more muscles than your upper arm. This not only proves you're left-handed, but also suggests you've practiced Iaido. Am I right in my reasoning?"

With his observational skills that cannot be underestimated and his rich theoretical knowledge, this kid named Hattori Heiji is quite interesting. Who knows, he might become a detective as good as Ellery Queen in the future.

"I didn't expect Hattori-san to be so skilled at such a young age. I am indeed left-handed and have practiced Iaido."

"Then Officer Takashi, you should be very powerful, right? I have learned kendo, and your house is very big with many guest rooms." Hattori Heiji did not finish his words at the end. He always felt that it was not a good idea to express his thoughts in front of Uncle Toyama. He didn't know if the man in front of him had any idea in his mind. He hoped that he was a person with conscience.

Just as Hattori Heiji finished speaking, a girl's voice with a strong Kansai accent came out from inside the house:

"Heiji, who are you talking to standing at my door?"

"Who am I talking to, you..." Hattori Heiji suddenly felt a cold gaze and said with a wry smile: "Of course it has anything to do with you. This is Officer Otaki's subordinate, Officer Sosuke Takashi!"

Kazuha Toyama, a girl from Osaka with a ponytail, stood beside her father, blinking her big eyes as she looked at the extremely tall police officer Sosuke Takagi, thinking in her heart: How amazing! Can police officers dye their hair?

Fujiwara Yu, who didn't realize that he was labeled a "scumbag", didn't understand at first why Hattori Heiji added the last sentence, but when he saw Toyama Kazuha appearing at the door, he instantly understood where the hostility came from.

It turns out that the black kid was jealous. That’s quite interesting.

It would be great if he could stay at Hattori's house. Fujiwara Yuu naturally wouldn't give up the opportunity to get close to the chief. He followed Hattori Heiji's idea again and continued:

"In that case, I wonder if I could stay at Hattori-san's house for two nights?"

"Of course you can, but the prerequisite is that you have to spar with me in kendo!" Hattori Heiji didn't want to appear too excited, so he had to use sparring as an excuse so that the idiot He Ye next to him would not become suspicious.

Although Ginjiro Toyama was an experienced person, he did not think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, he thought that it was inappropriate to agree to let Officer Takashi stay at his home. He did not expect that the kid Heiji could solve a troublesome problem with just a few words.

He reached out and patted Hattori Heiji's shoulder, smiling slightly.

"It's getting late. Heiji, take Toji back. It's not too late to spar another day."

"Okay, then, Uncle Toyama, Officer Otaki, and Kazuha, I'll be going back first." Hattori Heiji cast his gaze towards Takashi Sousuke. Seeing that he was so perceptive, he no longer held any prejudice and said cheerfully, "Mr. Takashi, come with me."

Unexpectedly, after the jealous kid got his way, even the name was changed.

After a slight bow, Fujiwara Yu turned and came to the Hattori residence diagonally opposite, which was larger than the Toyama residence. It can be seen that the Hattori Heiji family is very wealthy, otherwise they would not own such a large piece of land in this place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

"This room is for you. My parents aren't home tonight, so just let me know if you need anything." Hattori Heiji, with the hospitality of an Osaka native, glanced at the sports bag in Fujiwara Yu's hand and asked, "Is that all you have?"

"I plan to ship my things over to Tokyo after I find a place to stay."

"Oh, is that so? If nothing else, I'll be out first."

Fujiwara Yuu originally wanted to close the door and tidy up a bit, but he was more sensitive and noticed that Hattori was hesitant to speak. Thinking of the scene when he pushed the motorcycle into the courtyard, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Do you need me to take you to school tomorrow?"

"ha?"

"You seem very interested in motorcycles. Do you want me to ride you to school?"

Hattori Heiji imagined himself sitting on the back of a motorcycle and quickly shook his head to refuse. He didn't want to go to school in that state or he would be "ridiculed" by his classmates... Besides, sitting on the back seat was not cool at all.

Fujiwara Yuu naturally saw through the adolescent self-esteem that was worthless. He would not be stupid enough to teach a child under the age of sixteen to ride a motorcycle, but this could be a reason to stay a few more days.

He folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door frame. Due to the height difference, he could easily see the top of the other person's head:

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