Chapter 2970 2982 [Grayfield Ai: Radar Explosion] Ask for monthly ticket (づど)
The detective doesn't need to worry about the follow-up matters, the police will naturally handle everything.
Jiang Xia walked out of the restaurant carrying the fresh Shikigami and was about to go back to Shuidu Building to retrieve his beloved motorcycle when he suddenly remembered something and took out his cell phone.
I opened my mailbox and found an unread email from Huiyuan Ai:
[I feel like something terrible has sneaked into your house.
Although I didn't see clearly, I suspect it's someone from the organization, so you must be careful.]
Jiang Xia: "..." The unscientific radar of the mini scientist is detecting randomly again...
He shook his head disapprovingly, replied with a message [I know, don't worry.], then got in the police car and went to Shuidu Building.
…
After picking up the motorcycle, Jiang Xia drove home in a good mood.
Fortunately and unfortunately, the journey was very peaceful and there were no accidents.
Under normal circumstances, this would be quite disappointing to the psychic, but now...
Jiang Xia rushed home at a slightly faster pace than usual, walked through the living room, then through the corridor and into his bedroom.
After looking around, he walked towards his closet with light steps, like a bourbon about to meet someone.
He opened the cabinet door and a figure with a similar expression to his appeared before him.
Miss Spider was sitting in the closet, guarding the safe in the secret compartment at the back. When she opened the door and saw Jiang Xia, she quietly raised her chin expressionlessly: The gun was delivered safely.
"Not bad." Jiang Xia generously ordered a vanilla ice cream and a black pepper steak and placed them on the desk next to him.
The ghosts happily gathered around and started a party.
Jiang Xia buried his head in moving the clothes away, opening the secret compartment in the closet, taking out the relics in the secret compartment, and opening another secret compartment... finally revealing the safe inside.
Pulling open the hard cabinet door, two pistols and two sealed boxes of special bullets appeared in front of him.
One of them was snatched away from the generous FBI.
The other one came from Calvados, who was equally generous but for some reason could never get a pistol.
"I failed six times, but finally got it on the seventh try."
Without the damned vodka to complain, the gun could be kept without any worries. Similarly, since no one complained, Calvados would not take the initiative to mention such a shameful thing as losing the last gun to others.
In other words, the origin of this gun is secret and safe, and it is very commemorative.
The other pistol placed next to it had been played with many times, but Jiang Xia ignored it and took out this small and exquisite mini custom pistol.
Although it was smaller in size and had a reduced power, it was different from ordinary black guns in that it was antique silver in color and inlaid with delicate patterns. Silver vines coiled around the gun, increasing friction and making it look like a delicate work of art.
"Not bad, quite tasteful." Jiang Xia was quite satisfied with this fancy pistol. He turned it around in his hand a few times and said, "He put a lot of thought into it."
But soon, the psychic discovered another problem - the bullets used in this gun were different from those in the other gun. It seemed that if he wanted to use it normally, he would have to go to Kidd to get some special bullets of other types.
After playing with the gun for a while, Jiang Xia suddenly realized something. He poked his head out of the closet and saw Miyano Akemi holding a wisp of cigarette and looking out through the curtains.
Jiang Xia stood up and put the wardrobe back in place. He walked to the window and looked out through the gap in the curtains. Suddenly, he saw a small figure hiding in the shadows at the fence on the side of the house.
Jiang Xia: “…” I almost forgot that the scent of Miss Spider’s return seemed to have been noticed by the overthinking pseudo-elementary school student No. 2.
In order to prevent the scientist from losing sleep in the next few days, Jiang Xia put away his pistol, pushed the door and walked out.
As the gate opened, the little figure who was peeking through the fence shrank back in a flash.
But soon, after recognizing who the person was, Huibara Ai quietly raised her head and peeked out from behind the fence again.
She first looked at Jiang Xia who was walking towards her, then looked behind him, thought for a moment, and pretended to be a child: "Brother Jiang Xia."
Jiang Xia touched her fluffy hood and said, "I looked for her, but no one is home. It must be your illusion."
"Really?" Huihara Ai thought that Jiang Xia took so long to come out after entering the house, so he must have searched every corner of the house carefully. Since he didn't find anyone, it meant that there was really no one else in his house.
This made her secretly relieved, but she still couldn't be completely relieved: "Look for bugs, bombs, or gas bottles later. I just came up from the basement to pour coffee, and suddenly I felt a very bad smell in your house. Although it may be my fault... it's better not to be careless."
Jiang Xia: “…” The bad smell… should be referring to Miss Spider who is crouching nervously with her gun.
While he was distracted, he nodded as if listening to advice: "Don't worry, I'm a professional in this area."
Haibara Aixia remembered her talent as a detective and felt a little relieved.
…
After chatting for a few more minutes and deciding on tomorrow's menu, Jiang Xia said goodbye to Huihara Ai and returned home.
After playing with guns enough, Jiang Xia thought of the bet he had won inexplicably today, and began to look forward to this pleasant trip with many capable men from the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Fukito Sanso, famous for its Valentine's Day chocolates... I remember this resort was in Gunma. Since it's out of town, let's report it to Gin."
Thinking of this, before going to bed, Jiang Xia took out his cell phone and began to write a perfunctory note for Gin according to the template.
Although organizational cadres always do their own things and seem to be extremely free, in fact, they have quite a lot of tasks on hand and the accountability system is quite mature.
In addition, this is a very dangerous job after all. In order to prevent someone from encountering accidents in other places quietly, or going to other places quietly and then escaping, or some insiders quietly running to other places to contact the original organization... In short, according to regulations, each member must report in advance when moving across regions.
As an Ouzou wine that has more or less a code name, Jiangxia is of course the same.
Fortunately, the procedure was not troublesome. As a free man who often ran around with his classmates, Jiang Xia filled out this leave note with familiarity, pressed send, and then fell asleep.
…
Somewhere in Tokyo.
Gin's phone vibrated as he received an email with a notification tone slightly different from usual.
His brows immediately furrowed, and he took the phone with some disgust but couldn't help but look at it, and opened the email.
(End of this chapter)
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