January 22, 2002, Fire Sunday.
As soon as Fujiwara Yuu, who was driving a silver-gray Koenigsegg gemera, parked his car and walked into the Metropolitan Police Department building, he was "stopped" by a young police officer. The police officer handed him several letters with an envious expression on his face.
The first letter had a little love heart on it, and it looked like a love letter no matter how you looked at it.
Fujiwara Yuu stuffed all the letters into his briefcase in confusion. He took the elevator to the door of Special Search 7's office on the tenth floor. Before he pushed the door open and walked in, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Brother Takashi, your performance on TV yesterday really made the police proud." Megure Jusan held his mug happily. He was happy that the Investigation Division had added one more general. Recently, he had been taking on fewer cases, so he had more time to spend with his wife.
Fujiwara Yuu didn't expect that Megure Juzo's way of addressing him had changed. He thought about how he was invited by Nichiuri TV yesterday to report to the public some circumstances of the "Hokkaido Beibing Village Serial Murder Case", but today he received a letter similar to a love letter, and it was mailed to the Metropolitan Police Department.
He nodded helplessly at Megure Jusan and replied:
"I'm just giving an objective account. I'm very clear about the details of the case, but some of the content is just memorized. The person who wrote it is quite skilled."
"That's a live broadcast. Many new police officers are incoherent when facing reporters. You are already very good." Megure Jusan did not hesitate to praise. What he said was also true. Although there are many excellent police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department, there are not many who can face reporters calmly and calmly and have perfect eloquence.
After chatting with Megure Jusan for a few words, Fujiwara Yu walked into his office. As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Yin Dahang's ambiguous eyes, which made him a little confused:
"Brother Hang, why are you looking at me like that?"
"You're quite good, Yushi just found a blog about you when he was looking up information."
"blog?"
Fujiwara Yu put down his briefcase and walked over to Hashimoto Yuji's computer. When he looked closely, he found that it was his own support blog. At the top, it was written in blue font: Officer Sosuke Takagi's support blog.
"...What is this?"
Hashimoto Yuji pushed his glasses and explained calmly:
"After the Nichimi TV live broadcast ended yesterday, this support blog appeared. It had a lot of screenshots of the live broadcast and even a wall of requests for help, but it was mostly just random shit."
Fujiwara Yuu frowned as he looked at the content on the blog's help wall, and kept complaining in his heart.
[ID:kouji: Help, if I apply to the police academy now, will I have a chance to join the Metropolitan Police Department and become Mr. Takashi's junior?]
If you want to become my junior and apply to the police academy, I guess that’s not the case.
[ID: Yuki Fukuda: Does anyone know Mr. Takashi's current relationship status? If he's single, I wonder if I still have a chance.]
Although I'm single now, don't even think about it...it's impossible.
[ID help, my cat is lost, is there any Sosuke chef who is good at reasoning who can help me find it? ]
It's better to leave the missing cat issue to a lousy detective.
After reading the content of this page of help wall, silence is Fujiwara Yu tonight. He really cannot understand the "enthusiasm" of contemporary people. He just went to the TV station to report the case, not to shoot a variety show. Is it necessary to treat himself as a public figure?
I heard someone sent a letter to the Metropolitan Police Department. I hope this behavior will not happen again. It will affect Officer Takashi's work. If you really have any questions, please leave a message on the Help Wall!
When Fujiwara Yu saw this, he almost clapped his hands, wishing he'd finally found someone normal. He rubbed his nose, feeling a bit down. He hoped this support blog was just a whim; he didn't want to be bombarded with this kind of nonsense every day.
Thinking of this, he took out all the letters from his briefcase and originally planned to throw them directly into the trash can. However, worried that there were serious requests for help, he patiently opened the letters to see if there was any important information.
However, the fact is that there is no such thing.
There were seven letters in total, three of which seemed like population surveys, and the remaining four were serious love letters. He even read the beginning of each letter and then crumpled it up and threw it away.
Yin Dahang suppressed his smile as he looked at Fujiwara Yuu, who had his arms folded over his chest and looked cold. As a bad friend, he naturally teased:
"Our Inspector is truly popular. How about I pretend to be you and post a message on the help wall to announce the fact that you are still unmarried?"
"Yeah, I'm so envious. If I also had a blog, I wouldn't have such a problem finding a girlfriend!" Tsuda Usho's eyes were full of envy. He has been single since birth and doesn't know when he will be able to find a girlfriend.
"...I've told everyone that I'm married and have two kids." Fujiwara Yu said this very calmly, which was even more ridiculous than divorce or widowhood, but judging from his expression, it seemed as if he was not lying.
Yin Dahang rolled his eyes speechlessly. This was the first time he had seen someone use this method to avoid romantic interests. He thought of the girl named Saito Masami and whispered in Fujiwara's ear:
"So how are things going between you and Ms. Saito?"
"Squad leader, I didn't expect you to be so gossipy." Fujiwara Yu curled the corners of his mouth and replied in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Tsk, I call this caring for your boss, okay? Anyway, why don't you ask them to take down this blog, or just hand it over to Yuji? This kid's hacking skills are incredible."
Fujiwara Yuu hesitated for a moment and rejected the idea.
"Keep an eye on this blog for now; you never know if someone will actually ask for help."
"As expected of you, you consider others before yourself. Okay, then let Yuji keep a close eye on them. If there's any illegal behavior, stop it immediately."
"Yeah." Fujiwara Yuu stood up and walked to the counter, skillfully operating the coffee machine. Ever since he bought the coffee machine and placed it here, the vending machine had lost the sight of Tokusouchi patronizing it. "Would you like a cup?"
"No, I had a good rest yesterday, so I won't drink."
"OK."
But after the coffee was brewed, Fujiwara Yuu didn't have the chance to drink it. It was not because there was an emergency case to deal with, but because he received an email.
After reading the content of the email, he didn't even bother to drink his coffee. He directly handed the cup to Hashimoto Yuji and hurriedly added:
"Hashimoto, I'll leave this cup of coffee to you. I have something to go out for. If anyone comes looking for me, just tell them I'll be back in twenty minutes."
"Hmm? Ah... okay."
Yin Dahang looked at Fujiwara Yu in confusion as he hurriedly left the office. He didn't understand whose email he received that made him so anxious. Could it be from Furuya and the others?
Forget it. He can’t get involved in this matter. I hope nothing goes wrong.
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