2-21 Koyanagi-cho, Fuchu City, is the auto repair street in Fuchu City.
There is not only a car repair center but also a motorcycle shop here. However, only a few people come here. No one would have the leisure to come and get their car repaired, so it becomes even more deserted at night.
1-chome, which is across the street from it, has a stronger atmosphere of life. In addition to the late-night izakaya that has just opened, there is also a laundry room whose lights are still on at this time. Judging from the wreaths placed at the door, it is a new store that has just opened.
The two men in police academy uniforms ran all the way to the auto repair street. Before Matsuda Jinpei had time to catch his breath, he was pushed by Fujiwara Yu into the first auto repair shop at the intersection.
He panted heavily as he reached out and rubbed his own natural curls, which had been blown into strange shapes by the wind. His eyes drifted to Fujiwara Yu's perfectly smooth hair, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Did this guy work like a slave for the wind in his past life? And yet, it's not messed up at all!
Fujiwara Yu, who was indeed in very good physical condition, just took a deep breath to calm his heart rate. He was about to ask the store owner if there was a car coming to the store to repair the tire, but the store owner took the initiative and stole his opening line.
Seeing the two children running into the store exhausted, the store owner, Inogashira Takano, immediately showed a vigilant expression. He clenched the wrench in his hand and stammered:
"W-What do you two want to do? I, I, I, I'm telling you what I've practiced!"
First they were mistaken for making a false alarm, and now they were mistaken for burglars. Fujiwara Yu and Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but look at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. They were probably thinking in their hearts: Come on, are we really that bad and lying monsters?
Fujiwara Yu pulled the corners of his mouth to make his expression look less serious and explained:
"Manager, we're not here to rob. We're here to ask if anyone wants to repair a tire."
After hearing this, Inogashira Takaya put down the wrench in his hand and said while shaking his head:
"Hey! Forget about coming here to fix a tire. You two are the only customers who walked in today! I'm telling you, ever since that place at the corner started that top-up system, my business hasn't been so good. But I can guarantee our craftsmanship... Hey? Where are the people?"
Inogashira Takayasu was talking non-stop when he realized that the person had disappeared. He sighed, stood up, walked to the door, closed the wide-open glass door, and muttered softly:
"These two brats are so rude! Don't they know to close the door? Oh, how am I going to explain to my wife when I get home with no income today? I'm so worried!!"
The two people who had already rushed out of the door naturally could not hear the manager's complaints. They followed the manager's instructions and came to the auto repair shop at the corner.
"Boss, is there a dark blue Nissan Maxima here to repair its tire?!" Jinpei Matsuda shouted as soon as he pushed open the wooden door and before the boss inside could say "Welcome".
The fashionable boss, wearing a headscarf, nodded with a hint of doubt.
"Yes, is there something wrong?"
"When did you leave? Do you still remember the car owner's face?" Matsuda Jinpei asked quickly.
Yamada Gongkei had a vague feeling that the two men were anxious. Could it be that they had a grudge against the customer and were seeking revenge? Wait, could it be that the nail in the tire was caused by these two?
Would they vent their anger on him, the tire repairman? Thinking of this, Yamada Gongkei felt the need to protect himself. He had recently heard that the Koyanagi generation was not at peace. But just as he was secretly reaching for the hammer in the toolbox, the fair-skinned boy in front of him, who was a few centimeters taller than him and hadn't spoken, spoke up.
When Fujiwara Yu noticed that Yamada Kimi was looking up and thinking intently, he actually reached for the toolbox. He knew that the bosses in the auto repair street all had paranoia, and it was really an endless stream of double goals.
He forced out a smile that was not genuine, and said in a gentle tone:
"The man in this car is suspected of a kidnapping case. We are here to investigate. Mr. Manager, please cooperate. Could you please show us the recharge card record book you have on hand?"
"Kidnapping?!" Yamada Gongkei realized he was shouting too loudly. He recalled the sleeping girl being carried out of the back seat of the car by a man. Realizing the urgency of the situation, he immediately handed over the recharge card record book and took the initiative to report: "I, I did see a sleeping girl, but the man said she was drunk!"
Fujiwara Yuu looked down at the latest record and found an address. Although it didn't specify the specific number, a chome was enough. He handed the notebook to Matsuda Jinpei to take a look and said soothingly:
"Your willingness to provide us with clues is the greatest help. Don't worry, we will send the girl home safely."
"Alright! You two little heroes have to protect yourselves too!"
After seeing the address, Jinpei Matsuda realized it was a bit far. He threw the notebook back to the store manager and grinned.
"Hey, of course! I'm determined to beat... huh?!"
Fujiwara Yu originally thought that Matsuda Jinpei would say "someone who aspires to be a good policeman", but after hearing the word "beat", his face suddenly changed and he quickly reached out to cover the guy's mouth. If he said this, the image of the two of them as thugs would probably be established.
"Huh? Why don't you let him continue?" Yamada Gongkei asked curiously.
"He talks too much nonsense." Fujiwara Yuu glanced at the nameplate on the desk with a smile, and before leaving, he didn't forget to express his gratitude: "Mr. Yamada, thank you for your cooperation. We'll be leaving first!"
As the two ran out of the door, Matsuda Jinpei slapped away the hand that was covering him and almost suffocating him. He glared with half-moon eyes and said dissatisfiedly:
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