Seven years ago, timeline.
Fujiwara Yu was diligently searching for the Child of Destiny named "Edogawa Conan," believing that only by finding him could he gain permanent residency in...
milk.
Fujiwara Yu's eyes fell on the drinks column. Milk was the cheapest option besides lemonade. He smiled knowingly, and before getting up and leaving, he did not forget to remind Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko not to run around and to stay here and wait for him to come back.
Before leaving, he did not forget to glance at Shigehiko Tsuguchi who had finally finished wiping his golf club, and quietly used the power of the wind to carry out his eavesdropping work.
——"President Tachibana, I didn't expect to see you here today. Do you often come here to play golf?"
After hearing this, Fujiwara Yuu, who had walked up to the counter, was certain that the meeting between Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi and Eisuke Tachibana was a coincidence. It seemed unlikely that he would find any useful clues today. He handed the menu to Watanabe Yukima, the caddy who was wiping the counter, and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Watanabe, are your caddies also responsible for cleaning the venue?"
"No," Watanabe Yukima scratched the back of his head sheepishly, then replied, "I'm a new caddy, but I haven't learned all the golf knowledge yet, so the boss asked me to help out with odd jobs around the store first."
"Oh, I see. Then please tell the waiter that customer number seventeen would like a deluxe pancake combo, a glass of iced lemon tea, and a glass of room temperature milk."
"No problem, I'll convey it right away."
Fujiwara Yu watched Watanabe Yukima jogging away. He did not rush back, but picked up a fashion magazine in the rest area and pretended to read it, but he was actually eavesdropping on the conversation between two people.
"I occasionally bring my staff here to play ball. It's good for your health to get some exercise before work, right? You don't know that my husband has been keeping a close eye on me lately. Since I can't go out to play, I have no choice but to come here to play ball!"
"Hush, you old pervert, you think about these things every day. Be careful with your words today. Don't you see that the Metropolitan Police Department's big shot, Sosuke Takashi, is here? I heard that he has a strong sense of justice. If he hears your indecent remarks, be careful that he will keep an eye on you like your wife."
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. This congressman is really whimsical. He is a policeman, not a private detective who often engages in the industry of catching prostitutes. How could he have the time to care about your private life?
He didn't even need to imagine it to guess the funny look on Tachibana Eisuke's face as he cautiously glanced at his seat after hearing this.
【Given the general environment,
"Will the police still care about this kind of thing? Isn't he a criminal police officer? I don't kill or set fire to anything, so why is he staring at me when he has nothing better to do?"
——"Tsk, don't think I don't know what you've done. Mr. Tachibana, I think you should go and accompany your subordinates. I want to play ball alone for a while."
——"Oh, okay, okay. I'll be over first, Councillor Tunkou."
When Fujiwara Yu returned to the court, he saw Tachibana Eisuke with a servile smile on his face, but when he turned around, his face was full of dissatisfaction. It seems that these two people are friendly on the surface, but dislike each other behind the scenes.
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He pretended not to have seen anything and returned to Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, took out his golf club and prepared to show off a little in front of the child. Even though his personality tended to be mature and stable, there was still a very small part of childishness hidden in his bones.
"Mitsuihiko, do you like playing golf? Do you want me to rent you a set of children's golf courses?"
"Hey? No thanks, Brother Takashi. I'm not interested in golf." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya quickly waved his hand to refuse. He knew the price of renting golf clubs, so it would be better not to let Brother Takashi spend money.
After hearing this, Fujiwara Yu lost interest in playing. He had some idea in his mind that if he didn't use the power of wind to cheat, he would probably miss at least six out of ten swings.
Just when he was thinking about what to do, Tachibana Eisuke and his group actually ran to the position next to them and started playing ball. Especially the man with glasses who looked very good at flattery, even at this time did not forget to brag a few words:
"Haha, thanks to the president, my health is amazing now!"
Fujiwara Yu widened his eyes in speechless silence. He did not like people who did not like to flatter others. It was precisely because of such people that some leaders and seniors became more and more arrogant, making the atmosphere in the Japanese workplace worse and worse.
"Is that so? If you like golf so much, what if next time Kyoka and I go to Chiba Prefecture to play golf, I ask you to come along?" When Tachibana Eisuke said this, his face was full of teasing, as if he was expecting Minoru Yasui's reaction.
Tachibana Eisuke was not disappointed by the change in Yasui Minoru's expression. He showed an awkward look on his face, then smiled and nodded awkwardly:
"If the president and his wife want to go together, I'd like to be your driver. We can even stay there for one night. I can cover all the expenses. I know the owner of a resort there."
When Fujiwara Yu lowered his head, he noticed the man's clenched fists. Combined with his micro-expression when he said this flattering remark, it was not difficult to see that his actual emotion was anger.
What's the reason for the anger? Is it because he doesn't want to pay for the trip, or does he not want to go on a trip with the president's family?
Fujiwara Yu didn't have the leisure to gossip about other people's affairs. He took out his cell phone and sent an email to White who was waiting in the parking lot. The content was undoubtedly that today's action had no results.
"Excuse me, Mr. Takashi. This is the meal you ordered. Can you please put it here?" Yukima Watanabe, wearing a caddy uniform, came to Sosuke Takashi with a tray of food and asked with a smile.
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