"Sakaki Makoto."
"Born on September 25, 1973, currently living at 5-chome-39-13, Beika-cho."
"I graduated from Waseda University and I'm a mystery novelist."
After meeting Sakaki Makoto during the day, Megure Juzo pulled up Sakaki Makoto's file. After all, one has to look at the other party's background when recruiting new members.
But he didn't expect that this file would come in handy that same day.
"Number 13?"
Mao Lilan was surprised and said, "Isn't it next door to our house?"
Kogoro Mori was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a...divine person living next to his house.
He was able to dodge bullets.
Did he undergo some special training?
But what kind of special training can help people dodge bullets!
"Well, he subdued the prisoner, so we should ask him to take a statement."
Megure Jusan said thoughtfully, "But it seems that Brother Sakaki Makoto hates trouble. Let the store clerk Aoyama Nanami, who witnessed the whole incident, take care of the record."
Maori Kogoro was stunned. This treatment... is quite good...
He is so envious...
The arrested prisoner has been sent to the hospital by ambulance. I have to say that Makoto Sakaki was quite cruel.
Even a moderate concussion was caused.
The prisoner remains unconscious.
"Hand over the guns to the Identification Department and have them investigate their source!"
"knock off!"
Seeing Megure Jusan withdrawing his troops, Maori Kogoro hurriedly stopped him and said, "Inspector Megure, is this case closed just like that?"
"The criminal has been caught and the evidence is irrefutable. Why don't you close the case?" Megure Jusan looked at Mouri Kogoro in surprise.
"I'm not talking about the criminal, I'm talking about Sakaki Makoto."
Maori Kogoro shook his head: "Shouldn't the police commend him?"
"Oh, you're talking about that." Megure Jusan laughed, "Brother Sakaki Makoto is a talented person. I'm considering letting him join the Metropolitan Police Department!"
"I think he likes money more than recognition."
"Tomorrow I will go over with the reward we agreed on last time, hand it to him personally, and then have a good talk with him."
"Aiya, the Metropolitan Police Department hasn't found such a talent in a long time."
Megure Jusan looked relieved and got into the police car muttering to himself.
Kogoro Mouri and Ran Mouri looked at each other, feeling helpless.
"Lan, if it were you, could you dodge that shot?"
After returning home, Kogoro Mouri remembered the shot in the face again and couldn't help asking.
"Are you kidding me, Dad? How can a person dodge a bullet?"
"That's not scientific at all!"
Mao Lilan walked into the bathroom holding a towel.
................
The steaming lunch box was open. Makoto Sakaki broke open the disposable chopsticks and started eating.
The bento boxes at convenience stores may look cheap, but they taste absolutely amazing.
It could also be because Sakaki Makoto was too hungry.
As long as it fills your stomach, the taste is secondary.
The bitterness of the oolong tea highlighted the deliciousness of the grilled salmon, but the only drawback was that there was too little rice.
A bento box weighs no more than 300 grams. I don’t know how the Japanese manage to get full.
Anyway, Sakaki Makoto can't eat enough.
He cooked himself another bowl of instant noodles, beat two eggs into it, and took out some seaweed from the condiment table. After wolfing it down...
Snap!
In the dark room, a flash of fire appeared.
Sakaki Makoto lit a cigarette and snuggled comfortably into the sofa, feeling that his life had been elevated.
He suddenly remembered the letter.
The letter that the group of men in black stuffed into his house.
The envelope was very thin, there was absolutely no way it could hide anything. Sakaki Makoto held a cigarette in his mouth, tore open the envelope, and poured out... a piece of paper.
An invitation for an interview.
The time is tomorrow afternoon, at the Qingchang Biological Experimental Research Institute in Beihua Town, and a map is thoughtfully attached on the back of the letter paper.
As if afraid that he can't find the way.
Originally, Sakaki Makoto was planning to throw it aside and ignore it, but the salary after the successful interview made him change his mind.
Once you pass the interview, there is no internship period and you can start directly with a monthly salary of... 1 million yen.
"hiss....."
Sakaki Makoto's diaphragm contracted, the top of his diaphragm dropped, and he took a breath of cold air.
The eyes also turned into starry eyes.
This is one million!
Although it is Japanese yen, it is still a huge amount.
1 million a month means 10 million in ten months. If you don't eat or drink, you can pay off the debt in 50 months.
What a good deal!
Sakaki Makoto became depressed again and sighed softly.
The room was extremely messy, which made people feel upset. Sakaki Makoto put out his cigarette, stood up and started to clean up.
Garbage classification in Japan is very strict. For example, cola in plastic bottles and the plastic paper on the outside of the bottles are considered recyclable plastic waste, which is one category.
Bottle caps are classified as non-burnable trash, which is a category.
The bottles themselves go into special recycling bins for plastic bottles, which is another category.
There are different types of garbage collected every day, seven days a week. If you miss the recycling time at 8 a.m., you have to wait until next week.
In comparison, cans are the easiest to classify.
You rarely see complicated packaging for food in Japan.
After working for an hour, Sakaki Makoto finally cleaned the room and filled five plastic bags.
After doing all this, he was exhausted. He took a quick shower, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, the doorbell woke him up.
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