The Metropolitan Police Department has always been generous in rewarding those who assist.
He was also very generous, often spending hundreds of thousands of yen.
At this time, someone may ask:
“Are hundreds of thousands a lot?”
If converted into other currencies, it is indeed not much.
but....
Everything should be based on actual conditions.
Ever since Makoto Sakaki came to Beika Town, he has encountered cases every day, sometimes even two or three a day.
With this rate of cases, there are nearly a thousand cases a year...
If the rewards are not appropriately reduced, the Metropolitan Police Department will go bankrupt!
No matter how wealthy the family is, they can’t help but do this!
Besides, everyone knows how poor the Japanese government is...
"The reason why Director Ochiai wants to kill President Manaka..."
Miyano Shiho says:
"I'm afraid it's because President Manaka wants to sell the artwork that he values so much."
"To use a metaphor, President Manaka is the equivalent of a human trafficker who is trying to abduct Director Ochiai's child."
Just as the painting implies, the devil was killed by the knight, and the knight was stained with the blood of sin and had nowhere to escape.
"call...."
The skinny man quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Very good.
President Manaka is dead, so he doesn't have to pay back the money...
For him, this is simply good news!
“Why do I feel…?”
Sakaki Makoto noticed his little action, examined him and asked:
"You seem very happy?"
"Um?"
Megure Jusan immediately looked at him:
"President Manaka is dead, why are you so happy?"
“Ah, I…”
The skinny man's face changed and he stammered, unable to speak.
"Of course he is happy."
President Manaka's secretary, Takata, pushed up his glasses:
"Kubota secretly sold the artworks in the museum, and was discovered by our president, who ordered him to pay compensation."
"He thought that since President Manaka was dead, he didn't have to pay back the money."
"But if President Manaka dies, someone will take his place, and this money..."
The secretary glared at Kubota coldly:
"You still have to pay it back."
Kubota suddenly felt as if he had lost his father.
The Metropolitan Police Department did not intervene in this case at all.
From beginning to end, it was Makoto Sakaki who "solved" the case alone.
Therefore, Megure Juzo decided to give Sakaki Makoto a reward of 1 million yen.
at the same time....
There is also a qualification for free mental health care within the system.
Sakaki Makoto gladly accepted.
Although he didn't have high expectations, it was always possible to find time to go and see it.
When we left the art museum, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening.
The sky gradually darkened.
It's time for the Miyano sisters to go back.
Gin stipulated that the deadline was before 7pm.
If Makoto Sakaki guessed correctly, Gin was waiting for them at the research institute.
"Let's go. I'll take you back."
Outside the art museum, Makoto Sakaki hailed a taxi.
"I won't go."
Miyano Akemi smiled and closed the car door for her sister:
"This place is very close to my home. I can just walk back."
As she spoke, Miyano Akemi winked at her sister.
"Really not necessary?"
Sakaki Makoto frowned:
"On the way."
"No, no."
Miyano Akemi waved her hands quickly:
"I still have to go to the supermarket. You guys go first."
"OK."
Sakaki opened the back door, got in, and said to the driver:
"Go to Qingchang Biological Experimental Research Institute."
The taxi drove slowly. After watching the car leave, Miyano Akemi stood there for a while and then turned and left.
In the car, Miyano Shiho kept her eyes on Sakaki Makoto's right hand and asked:
"Let's go to the hospital..."
"Need not."
Sakaki Makoto shook his head:
"It will be fine after a few days."
The car fell silent again.
"That's right."
Sakaki Makoto suddenly remembered something and turned his head:
"I forgot to bring your bank card again."
"I'll return it to you next time I come out."
"Um..."
Hearing this, the driver in the front seat rolled his eyes.
Another gigolo who's dating rich women.
Pooh!
He has seen this routine many times, no...
I have to remind this little girl!
"Haha, young man, you are not honest."
Sakaki Makoto and Miyano Shiho were both stunned.
"You must have kept things like bank cards in your wallet."
The driver, like a detective, took out a pipe from his pocket and put it between his lips. Of course, he didn't light it, he just pretended:
"You just used it again, which means this is not the first time you didn't bring it."
"I advise you to stew the rat in the sauce, this trick of deceiving young girls..."
"What's it to you?"
Miyano Shiho's expression suddenly turned cold:
"The little cow produces and sells its own products. You have a lot to do!"
driver:"........"
Sakaki looked at her in surprise:
"you....."
Miyano Shiho blushed:
"You can actually come to me..."
Ding-a-ling!
Sakaki Makoto's cell phone rang.
At first glance, the caller is Kento Naoi.
Depend on!
Makoto Sakaki covered his face. He dropped Kento Naoi and Ryohei Kimura off in Shinjuku and wanted to find a chance to inform them, but he damn forgot!
After pressing the answer button, Naoi Kento's extremely sad, Sadako-like voice came out:
“Brother…”
"Where are you guys..."
From 9 am to 6 pm, a full 9 hours passed.
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