"Yes, that's right. "`` I said it deliberately under the wise arrangement of the leader to stabilize the prisoners." Matsuda resisted the possibility of being blinded by the flash light and answered the reporter's question: "All this was instructed by the Matsumoto management officer who was our search class, and it was done under the wise leadership of Minister Oda Choi."

After finally whispering a few words to send the reporters away, Matsuda went back to the Metropolitan Police Department. If Matsuda hadn't been arranged to be interviewed by the media, who would have paid attention to those reporters?

Such a powerful bomb intimidation incident can be called a terrorist attack, so the Police Department naturally has to hold a press conference to explain the situation to the public as soon as possible.

It happened that Matsuda was not here for those days, and he was justified to skip work and leave. First, Matsuda was the most influential, and second, it was not easy to force Matsuda too much, otherwise what would he do if he forced him to the security department?

Of course, it is best not to show up when robbing credit, so now the leader of the Police Department is well-behaved.

This time it was the first day when I went to work, and the reporter was blocked by the police station. He happened to be the first person involved. If it were normal, these reporters would not be so bold to block the police station's door and want to break the news.

As soon as he entered the hall of the Metropolitan Police Department, Matsuda attracted everyone's attention. After everyone looked at him, they moved away their eyes and did their own things. Of course, it is inevitable that they would chatter quietly.

"Hey! Matsuda, it's amazing." Yumi appeared behind Matsuda and slapped his shoulder: "Silently became a hot commodity for the Criminal Department of the Security Department."

"Do you think I think, now the entire Metropolitan Police Department doesn't treat me as a human being." Matsuda slapped Yumi's hand that was put on his shoulder: "What's the use of not giving promotion or giving a raise?"

"Who said that?" Yumi Shen came over mysteriously: "The mobile team was ruthless and said that as long as you are willing to go back, the police department will be able to make up for it. It seems that Matsumoto Police is about to be promoted to you."

"Promoted? Can the police department who searches for the first class compare with the police department of the mobile team?" Matsuda replied dejectedly: "Do you want to be a police department on the expressway or continue to stay in the traffic class?"

"So you want to go back to the mobile team?" Yumi's eyes rolled. Well, there's no need to see Mikako every day.

"It would be great if searching lessons could make me a police department." Matsuda despicablely put forward the conditions: "I can't keep watching Shirato's face."

"I'm still lying in the hospital now, so don't hurt others." Yumi also went to see Shiratsuki, and was bombed very much.

"Isn't it just that I'm from a better background than me? What's the matter?" Matsuda said indignantly.

"He is a top student who passed the National Level 1 Civil Service Examination. His family is rich and powerful, and he is destined to be a senior official like ministers and managers. Can you compare?" Yumi also began to get sore after speaking.

No young man from the entire Metropolitan Police Department can match his family background.

"Why are you still sore?" Matsuda persuaded him: "At least you see the outcome, Miyamoto Police Department Miss, where is me? It is obviously the ace of the mobile team who came to search for it. I became a pawn, and I had no place to cry."

"You are really determined to return to the mobile team." Yumi blinked.

Matsuda looked at both sides and no one nearby whispered: "I want to go back. The suit for disposal of bullets is more than 80 kilograms, and it doesn't breathe at all when worn on your body. Even if you wear it for a minute in winter, you will feel sweaty and wet."

"That's not something that humans wear. And more importantly, the shock wave caused by a more powerful bomb is enough to kill the people inside, and it won't be used at all. Will I go back to the mobile team to suffer the life?"

"Then you?" Yumi looked at Matsuda, who had been complaining about returning to the mobile team in surprise.

"The Meguro Police Department and I want to stay, should I always give me some benefits, right?" Matsuda smiled quite slutty: "Wouldn't it be great to give me a chance to be a quiet handsome man?"

"You?" Yumi looked at Matsuda exaggeratedly, as if she wanted to tell him that this time the bragging was a bit big.

"I always have to support my family, right? At least I have to be on par with Mikako." Matsuda began to complain: "I have Xiao Ai to raise, and now the children are all eccentric. You don't know the difficulties of being a parent."

"Difficult? Ai is only 6 or 7 years old and has already started to learn cooking. What else do you want?" Yumi ruthlessly exposed Matsuda's disguise: "And you are a man, you actually have to rely on this method to be on an equal footing with Mikako. Don't you blush?"

"I'll leave, can't I leave?" Matsuda covered his face in shame and ran to search for a lesson.

When we arrived at the search class, the atmosphere of the entire three violent crime system was different. Sometimes an uncle brought a glass of water to Matsuda and patted his shoulder; sometimes an uncle brought a glass of water to Matsuda and patted his shoulder.

Just conveying him the positive energy of the world and happiness fills the world.

Is this reluctant to let me go? Matsuda looked at the disposable water cups full of his desk. Is this a waste when Megu saw it?

Just thinking about this question, I happened to see Megu pushing the door and coming in. As soon as I saw Matsuda's table, my face immediately turned dark.

When Megu walked to Matsuda's desk, he squeezed out a smile on his face as if he was constipated: "How thirsty?"

After being asked so hard that his old superior was so ignorant, Matsuda didn't know how to answer, so he could only slouch: "Well, ah. This is..."

Before he could explain it, Megu waved his hand affectionately: "It's okay, it's okay, drink more water when you are thirsty, and there is still a bucket over there. I'll bring it here for you."

Is this the rhythm of trying to kill me? Matsuda watched Megu smash the whole bucket of water onto his table with a "pop". It seemed that he understood his sinister intentions.

"Matsuda." Meguro sat next to Matsuda and said earnestly: "Did you see it? We search for what a harmonious and peaceful place it is."

"Uh, that, yes, yes, you're right." Matsuda looked at the strange places everywhere, and did not dare to say anything wrong.

Megu nodded, very satisfied with Matsuda's current attitude: "So don't you think it would be easy to work in such a place? Let our body and mind be happy."

I'm going? Is this trying to keep me? Is it physically and mentally? I'm still happy? Matsuda understood what Megu meant and said with a bitter look on his face: "But, I don't belong here. Wherever I come from, I will be destined to go."

"You don't have to go back, anyone has the right to live freely." Megu tried to impress him with deep affection.

"No, I can't do this." Matsuda shook his head: "They asked me to go back to be a police department."

Uh? A police department sold you? Megu now knows that he can't use unreliable things like feelings to touch the boy's heart: "Don't listen to them, the police department is the management, and no one can jump up at once. Let's stay here. I'll make up for your police department, but how about the complete treatment of the police department?"

"You're the final word?" Matsuda stared at Megu.

"Not count." Memu was discomfortably stared at by Matsuda: "Anyway, it's only been one year since the police department was added to the police department."

"It will take a year to take the exam. If you don't pass the exam, you will still be the police station." Matsuda said directly. It feels so good to do things that you don't dare to do normally.

"What do you want?" Memu was not ready to do those twists and turns.

"I don't think about anything, you can only talk." Matsuda stood up and picked up the water for a lifetime and drank it up, then casually threw the paper cup: "Let's talk about it after your appointment letter is released."

"Do you think I will lie to you!" Megu yelled at Matsuda's back with dissatisfaction.

"Dangdangdang." Matsuda turned around calmly: "Now I am the uncle."

Has that guy already reported to the prosecution? Matsuda passed by the interrogation room, opened the door, opened a crack and saw that there was no one inside. Now the public security in Tokyo is so good? I have nothing to do every day? I have to stay even more.

"Hey? Matsuda, what are you doing here?" Sato's voice came from behind.

"Mika." Matsuda turned around in a low voice. I wonder what compromise Mikako would make in order to keep me?

"I heard Yumi say you want to stay in the search class. Did you tell Meguro's police department?" Sato opened his mouth and directly exposed Matsuda's lie.

I'll go! Can Yumi's mouth be bigger? Matsuda said angrily: "No, no need, I'll do it myself."

"Really? Why don't I talk to the police department?" Sato didn't understand the situation now.

What are you going to say? Say I really want to stay? Matsuda is speechless now. Mikako, Xiaomika, don’t you know that I am a hot item now?

"I'll tell the police department in person." Matsuda thought for a while, and persuaded with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll leave everything to me. We won't let the two of us separate." After that, he was about to go up and grab Sato's hand.

"Since you said that, I'm relieved." Sato Yanran smiled and walked away directly: "There are still a lot of troubles on hand."

Hello! How big is your heart? Matsuda slowly put down his hand in mid-air, took two steps to catch up with Sato, and stood side by side with her: "Where are you in a hurry?"

"Isn't Shirato hospitalized? His affairs are now on me." Sato said: "Tokyo is so big, there are so many things going on."

"Let me help you in the future." Matsuda squeaked: "I will make up for it soon, and I can share some of it for you at that time."

"That's great." Sato stuffed the files in his hand into Matsuda's arms: "Do you want to adapt first?"

"Forget it." Matsuda retreated with no nerve now: "The police department has something to do with me."

After leaving Sato, Matsuda slipped out of the Metropolitan Police Department. When he went home, no one dared to do anything to him now.

I have to say that this search lesson really put a lot of effort into it, and soon Matsuda's new police officer certificate was issued.

A serious photo of the ID card, the police department added three words below, and the four big words Matsuda Mitsuhira.

After shaving, Matsuda proudly closed the police officer's ID and put it in his shirt and pocket, walked out of the bathroom: "Xiao Ai, have you prepared breakfast?"

Haibara, wearing a small apron, stood at the kitchen door with a gloomy face, holding a shovel in his hand: "Do you want it to be very salty or twelve-salty?"

"Stop making trouble, are you unhappy if I am promoted? The salary has increased. Should I increase my pocket money?" Matsuda smiled flatteringly.

"What are you adding, don't you know that the little girls have started spraying perfume now?" Haibara turned back to the kitchen: "It's for girls."

You are not a girl. Matsuda sat at the dining table with a bitter face and casually clamped the "Explosive Criminals to Be In Public Trial" on it.

The story of Matsuda Hachihei is over.

He captured the enemy in his destiny and stayed at the search lesson to accompany Sato. What remains is the beginning of a new story.
Chapter completed!