New Year's Eve ended with the sound of clinking glasses, and the new year arrived, which also meant the end of the short holiday.

Anyway, for police officers, there are only two longest vacations: one is to resign and retire, and the other is to die heroically at their post.

Fujiwara Yuu drove back to the Beihu Zunhao Hotel. He had chosen to stay in a hotel recently. The old house had not yet been processed, so it was not very suitable to move in now. After all, almost all the residents near Fujiwara's house had not changed. Suddenly, someone else moving in would inevitably arouse suspicion.

After washing up and getting into bed, he took out his mobile phone and sent an email to his subordinate White, wishing him a happy New Year. He also planned to give him a few days off. There happened to be nothing to do during this period, so he could have some free time.

[White: Mr. Claire, I wish you a happy New Year too. I'm watching anime right now so I won't call you!]

Fujiwara Yu shook his head helplessly. As expected, anime can be regarded as Japan's largest cultural export. White is enjoying watching it with great gusto. If I remember correctly... the last time we met, I saw that his mobile phone charm was Shippo from "Inuyasha".

He closed his phone and was about to put it on the bedside table, but unexpectedly, a pleasant sound came from the phone.

This is not a good sign.

Fujiwara Yu opened his cell phone and saw that the caller ID was Odagiri Toshiro. He felt more and more that something was wrong. Why would his boss suddenly call him on New Year's Eve? It couldn't be that he was here to wish him a happy New Year.

He pressed the answer button, cleared his throat, and then asked:

"Minister Odagiri, is there anything I can help you with?"

"I'm sorry, Yingsi, I hope I didn't disturb your rest at this time."

"No, I haven't slept yet. Is there any difficult case that needs my help?" Fujiwara Yu had already made plans to get out of the warm bed, but after hearing Odagiri Toshiro's answer, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Because the person on the other end of the phone, Toshio Odagiri, actually commissioned him to go to Hokkaido to be a guest on a prank show. This was really a bit unbelievable. It was not a commission for a case, but a recording of a show.

Fujiwara Yuu didn't think the matter was that simple. A hint of seriousness appeared on his face as he asked:

"Minister, is there any problem with this program team?"

"Not really. The program team just asked the Metropolitan Police Department to arrange for a detective to play the role of a police officer in the show. It can also be regarded as a form of publicity for the Metropolitan Police Department. The Metropolitan Police Department and the TV station also have cooperation. So after some discussion, the Metropolitan Police Department decided to arrange for you to participate in this program."

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It turned out to be a promotional activity. Upon hearing this, Fujiwara Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't a threatening letter. He was exhausted the last time he went to the Hall of Gensou.

Besides, going to Hokkaido is considered a public-funded tour, and he has never been there in his life.

"Is that so? So we're leaving tomorrow?"

"Well, the flight has been booked for you. You can pick it up at the airport at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. There's nothing else to do. Don't play too late tonight. Go to bed early and don't miss your flight tomorrow."

"I understand, Minister."

"Yeah, hung up."

Fujiwara Yu put his cell phone on the bedside table in a good mood. He had planned to prepare the clothes for tomorrow's business trip in advance, but when he thought about it, most of the clothes hanging in the hotel closet were suits, and the role he needed to play was also a policeman, so there was nothing to prepare. He just needed to choose a suit.

He lay flat on the soft big bed in the hotel, listening to the sound of fireworks coming from outside the window from time to time. Perhaps he was a little tired, and he fell asleep peacefully in such a noisy environment.

——

A dreamless night.

The frequency of nightmares had decreased significantly during this period, and although his sleep quality had improved, Fujiwara Yuu wasn't happy. He hadn't yet completed the part of his memory he had lost, and if he couldn't remember it, he wouldn't be able to catch the guy hiding behind the black goat mask.

He went into the bathroom, washed up, and changed into a dark gray suit. Since his business trip was to Hokkaido, he did not forget to bring an extra black long windbreaker to ensure that he would not catch a cold in the heavy snow.

Fujiwara Yu, who is used to long-distance journeys, quite likes this short flight. An hour and a half is just right and he won't feel the discomfort caused by sitting for a long time.

While he was thinking about whether to buy souvenirs for his enemy, he prepared to take a bus to the summer resort Beibing Village according to the address provided by Odagiri Toshiro.

Fujiwara Yu really doesn't understand why a prank show would be set in such a remote place. He could understand if it was a summer resort in the summer, but choosing such a place in the middle of winter... It's like forcing the Snowstorm Villa mode on. Even if there's nothing going on, they have to create some trouble.

He couldn't help but slap his lips when he thought of this. Fortunately, his bad mouth didn't make his true feelings known, otherwise his funded trip would be ruined and he would be forced to work overtime.

Due to the inconvenience of the snowstorm, there were only two buses reaching Beibing Village. I was forced to wait at the station for an hour before I could get on the second bus. It took nearly three hours of bumpy ride on the long road before I arrived at Beibing Village.

Rather than a village, it is more like a collection of lonely holiday villas and a few buildings that do not look like they are inhabited at all. I guess no one would choose to come here to escape the heat even in midsummer.

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