"Agreement?" Matsuda troubled "The young actor came as agreed." The heroic young woman said to Matsuda.

Scratching his head: "Have you ever had that kind of thing?"

"Have you forgotten?" His eyes darkened, but then he was full of vitality: "But Xiaosheng will not forget."

Agreed? Will not forget? Such words are so ambiguous. After a lesson, Sato finally came another cute girl who was erect and erect, who was actually coming for Matsuda. How could this make the strange uncle feel sick?

"Matsuda, this is what I told you, the newly assigned inspection minister, the seven rules of Yueshui. She is the one who passed the National Civil Service Class II exam." Sato walked over and said, "I heard that it was a special request for someone to search for a lesson."

"Ah. Of course I know Yueshui. I didn't expect that the little girl from the past has become a policeman and is an elite who passed the civil service exam." Matsuda laughed and prepared to get away with it: "The changes in the world are really fast."

"I'm not a little girl." Yueshui met Sato's gaze with timidity: "When I met Senior Matsuda, I can't be called a little girl."

"Na Matsuda, when did you meet?" Sato ignored Yuemizu and asked Matsuda directly.

"Two years ago." Matsuda scratched his head: "Because I happened to encounter a case." Probably, two years ago.

"When it comes to the case, didn't we come because of a murder here?" Matsuda began to change the topic.

"Dad!" At this time, he cooperated with Matsuda's words and the victim came. He was a very beautiful woman, and behind her should be a member of the same video game company.

Because Takagi blocked them, they could only look from the door from a distance and sighed incredible feelings: "We said goodbye to him just now."

"Are you the last person to see the dead, uh, ah, this president?" Matsuda paid great attention to his words when he saw the beauty crying like a rain next to him.

"Yes, then the lady came." said the staff member who was asked.

"Miss and I talked about the congratulations and went to the venue together." A man said from the side.

"Is that so? Are you chatting with the young lady here? Then went to the venue together?" Matsuda grasped the key.

"Oh, that's right." The man answered confidently and affirmatively.

"How long have you been here? How many minutes? It would be better if you knew the time at that time." Matsuda continued to ask.

"It's eight-thirty." While the man was still thinking, the deceased's daughter spoke loudly.

"Thank you for your cooperation, uh, I haven't asked for your names yet." Matsuda then remembered that he didn't know what their names were.

"I am Oba, the manager of our company. This is Miss Tatsumi Sakurako, as you said, the daughter of the president." The man said.

"Very good, Mr. Oba, and this Miss Tatsumi." Matsuda came over and looked at Tatsumi Sakurako who was wiping her tears: "Sorry, I'm going to bother you when you're so sad, but can you tell me why you know the time so sure?"

"Because I saw Mr. Oba's watch." Tatsumi Sakurako said a lot: "He was touching my earrings at the time."

"Earrings?" Matsuda reached his hand to Miss Sakurako's ear in a lewd manner: "Can you tell me in detail how he did it at that time? It's impossible for you to see the watch."

Just as Matsuda was about to get on and on, Oba ran over and said angrily: "This is how I touched the earrings on her left ear with my left hand."

"Ah, that's how you have, then what's your relationship? Such, uh? Intimacy?" asked Matsuda.

"Because Mr. Oba wants to give me a gift," Ms. Sakurako explained: "It is a pearl necklace that can be matched with earrings. It is rare that we can be together openly starting today."

"What does it mean?" Matsuda keenly grasped the key: "Did President Tatsumi disagreed or didn't know about you and Mr. Oba?"

"That's right, Mr. Oba said he wanted to find a suitable time to tell my dad." Sakurako started sobbing again as she said it.

To put it this way, the testimony of Tatsumi Sakurako's daughter to the deceased was largely just a thought of Oba's holy word? Matsuda's Komizu Kudo and the other three all focused their attention on Oba.

He is worthy of being Senior Matsuda. He can force the suspect out in just a few words. Yueshui does not hide his burning gaze at all.

"Ah, was the lights so bright at the beginning?" Matsuda began to pay attention to the surrounding environment at this time.

"No, it's the light we asked the staff to turn on after receiving the report." Megu had a place to use it next to him.

"Police Department, we found a pistol with a silencer and an empty magazine." A uniformed policeman ran over and issued a sharp mockery.

"What?" Megu was surprised to find the weapon so quickly: "Where did you find it!?"

"What was found in the garbage collection in the building seemed to be the murderer discarded through a garbage slide on a certain floor of the building," the police officer said.

In this way, the murderer is likely to have no chance to take away the weapon. No, according to the usual urination of the world of detectives, the murderer is definitely a person close to the deceased, and he has no chance to escape at all. Matsuda looked up and asked, "So are there any garbage slips on this floor? Where is it?"

"Some, near the bathroom," said a member of the company.

"Miss Sakurako, have you and Mr. Oba been near the bathroom?" Matsuda turned his head and asked Sakurako again.

"I went to the bathroom to bring me the necklace he gave me. It was only two or three minutes, and of course he didn't go in, but we kept talking." Sakurako replied.

"That is to say, there are two or three minutes and you don't know what he is doing? Ah, maybe more than two or three minutes, there are many things that can be done in an instant." Matsuda said with some reason.

"What do you mean!? Are you suspicious of me?" Oba couldn't help but rush over and shout at Matsuda: "I've been with her and have never left this floor." He put his arm on Sakurako's shoulder and continued, "If you suspect I'm the murderer, you can check me to see if there is any reaction to gunpowder."

"Then please cooperate with us to check." Yueshui stood up and answered.

"Okay, no problem, you can't find anything anyway." Dachang said very hard and went down with the two policemen.

"May I ask..." As soon as Oba left, Shinichi came to his girlfriend: "Did you kiss Mr. Oba? Just in front of the elevator."

"How do you know? Did you see it?" Sakurako was surprised, a little shy. She was used to sneaking, so she was inevitably a little embarrassed to be discovered by someone.

"No, that's not." Shinichi said with a smile: "My mother said that there are only two situations for girls to put on lipsticks. One is after eating, the other is after kissing. How did he kiss you at that time?"

"He put his hand on my shoulder at that time, so..." Sakurako put Shinichi's hand on his shoulder, but Shinichi hugged him.

"You..." Shinichi was restoring the scene with no one knowing, but he was suddenly stretched out with a hand.

"What are you doing? How can you be so rude to women?" Yueshui appeared in time and pushed Shinichi away, then hugged Sakurako with her back hand: "Just do this kind of thing. When you kiss, are you facing the elevator?"

"Yes, yes." Yue Shui suddenly got so close to her, although she knew she was the same-sex, but this strange feeling was not bad, which made Sakurako a little helpless.

"Ahem, what are you doing?" Matsuda happened to look back and see this scene, and was choked and coughed twice.

"The young master is just doing a survey, Senior Matsuda." Yueshui then let go of Sakurako: "By the way, Miss Sakurako, is your earrings also given by Mr. Oba?"

"No, this was something I bought on impulse before coming to the venue tonight." Sakurako replied.

It seems that the murderer is him! Yue Shui and Shinyi and two of them showed confident smiles at the same time.

"Evidence, evidence." Matsuda muttered next to him.

"Senior Matsuda, do you have any clues?" Yueshui's eyes lit up. It seemed that Matsuda had found the evidence first, happier than she could reason about it herself.

"It's a great technique, but unfortunately the details determine success or failure." Matsuda patted Yuesu on the shoulder: "As long as he walks around with his footsteps, he will definitely find out."

Following his footsteps? Shinichi glanced at Sakurako who was walking away and asked the member next to him: "Do you know what Mr. Oba did tonight?"

"I don't know, no, if you want to say it, it's the mascot of our company." The member next to him said: "Our company's 20th anniversary party specially invited people to show up in mascot clothes. What was surprising was that the person inside turned out to be the manager of the big court."

Just as Shinichi was investigating the mascot, Yueshui walked to Matsuda: "Senior Matsuda, I heard that you were in a low mood a while ago, and Xiaosheng was worried about you for a long time. Today, I felt happy to see you so energetic."

"Ah? Thank you for your concern. I just figured out some things." Matsuda replied with a smile.

"Can you tell Xiaosheng what's going on?" Yueshui asked curiously.

"The meaning of my work." Matsuda's voice was firm: "We cannot prevent any crime from happening, but we can make every criminal pay the price. The meaning of our existence is to make everyone who wants to commit a crime tremble and dare not cross the thunder pool and minimize the crime rate, or even zero. This is a very difficult and long-term goal, and it is indeed what I want to do the most now."

"We?" Yueshui smiled brightly: "I will definitely follow Senior Matsuda and work hard to achieve this goal together."

The smile that Yueshui's complete trust made Matsuda unable to control it and felt a heart-warming feeling. But then a coldness came from behind, and a powerful aura slowly rose, making him feel that he must say something in this situation.

"Yes, we, this is our search lesson, the Metropolitan Police Department, the direction that all police officers should work hard!"
Chapter completed!