The corner of Sakaki Makoto's mouth twitched: "Inspector Megure, I have something to do."
"Something's going on..."
The importance of mobile phones is undoubtedly highlighted at this moment.
Whether it was Suzuki Sonoko's invitation to an exhibition, the boss Gin's instructions, or the birthday party of the new group, Sakaki Makoto didn't want to miss any of them.
500,000...1 million...
Rounding off, that’s one hundred million!
Interest compounds interest, interest compounds interest.
He owed a loan shark.
If the debt cannot be paid off soon, it is possible that the 50 million will turn into 500 million...
Do I have to go on a boat and fish for a hundred years?
In comparison, taking notes is no big deal.
When Megure Jusan heard that Sakaki Makoto was not yet able to come to take the statement, his face suddenly darkened and he felt indescribable disappointment in his heart.
Taking statements is fake, recruiting new talents for the police station is real.
"Actually... Brother Sakaki Makoto, I reported your resume to the higher-ups, and they are very satisfied with you and think you are a rare talent, so they let me do this..."
Sakaki Makoto suddenly patted his shoulder, interrupting his next words.
"No time. Goodbye."
Then, Sakaki Makoto took the business card that Ishikawa Hidetsuyoshi took out and rushed out of the door first.
Before today, he still had a glimmer of hope in the Japanese police.
Now...
It’s better for everyone to treat each other with respect.
He did not doubt the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department's ability to handle cases.
They are even very confident in their crime-solving rate.
There are no unsolved cases or suspicious cases.
Those who cannot crack it will be considered suicide.
Where did this unsolved case come from?
The crime-solving rate is 100%!
It is better for a vanguard like him not to wade into this muddy water...
Otherwise, I would have to be admitted to the cardiovascular department of the ICU in less than half a month.
Being angry.
He is not an ape and cannot carry a mountain like Tarzan.
There were many reporters outside the club, and the spotlights were flashing non-stop.
“It’s coming out!”
"Sir, we are reporters from the Rice Flower Daily. Can we interview you?"
"It will only take you five minutes!"
Under the spotlight, Makoto Sakaki felt like Marilyn Monroe.
Is this a superstar?
He took a deep breath, made an OK gesture, and was about to speak...
"Look! It's Kudo Shinichi!"
"Eh? Is that the high school detective?"
"It's him!"
"Go grab a good spot!"
The reporters who were originally gathered in front of Sakaki Makoto swarmed towards Kudo Shinichi who was walking out the door behind him.
Sakaki Makoto stood there stiffly, his heart sank as he raised his hand but didn't have time to put it down.
"that...."
Sakaki Makoto lowered his head and found a female reporter in front of him with long black hair tied in a ponytail and exuding a faint lemon scent.
"I'm a reporter from Nichimi TV. Can I interview you?"
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