When Sato stepped into a lesson early in the morning, he saw Matsuda leaning softly on his own desk, smiling secretly and walking over.

"Matsuda, wake up." Sato put his hand on Matsuda's back and shook it twice.

"Ah?" Matsuda's eyes were dull, and before he could fully recover, he subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "Miss Yoko? Don't give me too many autograph photos."

"Matsuda~~~ Can you say it again?" Sato pressed Matsuda's shoulder and blew gently in his ear.

"Sato." Matsuda immediately turned around and turned his head, looking at her with her big watery eyes incredibly pure: "Did you bring me breakfast?" Then he lowered his head slightly and said timidly: "I'm hungry."

"Don't try to change the subject again." Sato looked at him squintly: "What did you do last night?"

"Last night?" Matsuda said with a serious look on his face: "I was working hard last night."

"Is that true?" At this time, Shirago suddenly ran out from the side: "I heard that you broke another murder incident, Matsuda."

You guy, why do you always come out in a minute whenever Sato and I chat in a lesson?...Matsuda doesn't want to pay attention to this guy Shiraki, and a trace of residual thoughts floated across his eyes.

Humph, I have lost to you when I get off work, and I will never give you any chance at work. Shiraki looked at Matsuda fearlessly.

Looking at me... Still looking at me... Looking at me again I will take you...

"Shirabi, I'm going to have a meeting." Megu said helplessly to Shirabi who had been passionately colliding with Matsuda and was selfless. Looking at his right-hand assistant whom he admired, he couldn't understand why he had to do such a shameful thing with that fool Matsuda.

Watching the Memu Shiraki and the cute Sato leave, Matsuda sat back to his seat with a victorious mentality. Seeing a simple breakfast on the table, Matsuda's index finger moved.

"Yaa, Sato is the one who misses me the most! Well, um... It's delicious... No wonder Sato can be a police department to serve as a supplementary police station, and he goes to a meeting with the leadership team every day, while those uncles can only guard the bench and be looked down upon."

Humans are actually creatures that cannot resist muttering. As soon as Matsuda finished speaking, an uncle's vulgar voice came next to him.

"Matsuda, it's okay to get breakfast. It's rare that you still remember that I'm a fan of Miss Yoko Okino. Thank you for your signature. That breakfast will be regarded as a thank you."

Well!? Matsuda looked up in shock and saw an uncle pretending to be innocent, innocent and kind, shaking Oko Yoko's signature in his hand.

"That! That's mine... Cough, cough cough!!!"

In this way, in the ordinary and quiet life, Matsuda lived with a taste until...two days later...

"The murderer Yuda, who was caught due to the reasoning of the famous detective Kogoro Mori, escaped from prison last night..." Matsuda picked up the newspaper and flipped it out twice while waiting for the cute Sato and Yumi in the restaurant to make a meal: "Ha~~~~ The Metropolitan Police Department is really sad. It has once again become a stepping stone for the famous detective. I am almost desperate about the profession of the police."

"I think it's the sad thing that should be us, right?" Yumi put a lunch in front of Matsuda, then sat opposite him to entertain him: "Officer Matsuda, who was choked early, can tell us where your self-esteem can despise us little policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department."

Matsuda, who was scratched to the pain, bulged his mouth and began to stuff rice viciously. He decided to eat first and ignored the little flies chatting around him.

"I heard from Shiratsuki that the reasoning of the famous detective was impeccable." Sato also sat down and began to talk about the incident when he saw the jailbreak in the newspaper: "I have not seen the legendary sleeping Kogoro."

"Is that so? What a pity." Yumi was also interested in this kind of gossip: "But you are fine, and you will have a lot of opportunities to see it in the future."

"Hey, this is not something you're very envious." Matsuda was busy, finally willing to look up, took a sip of water, and inserted their topic: "But has Kogoro Mouri ever broken this kind of incident? I don't have any impression."

"It was before you came back." Sato explained: "After that, I don't seem to have heard of the sleeping Kogoro who has appeared in a long time recently." Then he smiled at Matsuda: "It's all your credit."

"Yes, yes, it's worthy of being Sato. No matter how you hide it, you can find the bright light deep in my heart." Matsuda smiled stubbornly.

"Is this really the case?" Yumi looked at Matsuda suspiciously: "Where are you shining in addition to your skin?"

After Yumi refuted this, Matsuda's face suddenly collapsed, she stood up and said gloomyly: "I'm full."

Looking at Matsuda's departure back, Yumi stuck out her tongue: "What a stingy man. Mikako, don't go on a date with him easily."

Sato smiled and pointed to the empty plate left by Matsuda on the table: "He hasn't given you money yet, you made lunch for him..."

"Ah!? Mikako! It turns out that I can't go on a date with such a stingy man!!"

Hehehehe, fight me, you are too young, little girl. Matsuda walked proudly towards a lesson. On the way, I met Megu with a few people who were taking a lesson, with a hurry.

When the moment when Meguchi's vision was opposite, Matsuda read a lot of things. He immediately disappeared from Meguchi's vision.

Looking at the big butt exposed by the trash can on the edge of the corridor, Memu suddenly felt blood rushing up, and blue veins rushing. However, at this urgent moment, Memu was still awake and said in a low voice in a depressing tone: "Song~~Tian~~!"

"Uh~~~" Hesitated and hesitated, Matsuda still did not dare to commit crimes against the wind. He stood up and turned around, stretched out his hand to Megu: "What a coincidence, the police department."

"Follow me." Mei Mu stopped looking at him, and then left a sentence and ran outside.

What else is there? Matsuda followed behind, thinking Pianpian in his mind. Could it be that he was going to catch Yuda? He found his trace so quickly? It’s not 24 hours before he escaped from prison?

Hum? Follow Megu to the parking lot, Matsuda looked at Megu getting into the car in confusion. He didn't even get in the police car?

It should be an emergency, but there was no police car driving the road. It seemed like a troublesome incident. Matsuda missed the restaurant of the Metropolitan Police Department in the car... In addition to not being involved in any incident, he could also see Sato's cute little face at any time.

"The person who reported the case this time is the president of a large company. His daughter, Naoko Wuyu from Class B, Didan High School, was kidnapped." Megu explained the situation to Matsuda in the car so that he would make any mistakes.

"Yeah." Matsuda nodded. In this simple sentence, Matsuda instantly grasped a message: "Isn't Xiaolan's classmate in Class B, 2nd year of Didan High School?"

"Bang!" Megu turned his head back: "Don't pull these useless ones."

Isn't it useless? Matsuda covered his head and hummed a few times in his heart, and began to find reasons for himself. Since he could be related to Xiaolan, he would definitely be related to that little devil, and things would become troublesome. Maybe the poor little girl had been brutally killed, so pitiful.

When he arrived at the home of President Wu Ju who reported the case, Matsuda began to feel resentful again: "I actually live in such a good villa. If I were a kidnapper, I would have to blackmail 700 to 80 million yuan."

"Shut up, stop talking." Seeing a beautiful woman coming, Megu had to remind Matsuda not to slander the police station.

"Ahhhh, there's such a young wife..." Matsuda, who wanted to say something, was glared at Megu, and immediately shut up, looking at her nose as if she was good at baby.

"Mr. Police Officer, I am the president's secretary Huajing, please come with me." The beautiful secretary introduced himself and led the way.

Megu also glanced at Matsuda specifically and signaled that he was wrong.

"Damn rich people, they don't even let their own secretary go." Matsuda whispered in a low voice and grudge against the rich president whom he had never met.

Can't your mind be so dark? Megu really doesn't want to see Matsuda's ugly expression of envy, jealousy and hatred again.

"Can you tell us the detailed story?" After entering the house and briefly introduced it, Megu began to ask about the incident.

"The detailed situation is for Miss Huai." President Wu Ju, who seemed not a good person at first glance, said: "She knows the most about this."

"This morning, Miss Naoko and I made an appointment to go to the movie." Hanai began to recall the situation at that time: "But I waited for several hours but she didn't show up."

"So, how do you make sure Miss Naoko was kidnapped?" Matsuda asked.

"It was the gangster who contacted my cell phone that I realized that Miss Naoko was kidnapped." Hanai replied.

"Oh? Isn't the President Wu Ju contacted?" Matsuda whispered, and then asked again: "Have the criminal raised what conditions?"

"They extorted 500 million yuan of ransom," Huajing replied.

"Five hundred million yuan!? It's really amazing." Matsuda stood up and walked to Huajing: "Miss Huajing, can you contact the criminal?"

Hua Jing shook his head: "The gangster has only contacted him once, and the number is hidden."

"So have you mentioned the time and place?" Matsuda scratched his head in distress: "500 million yuan is not a small amount. It should be left for President Wuju to prepare for it."

"In fact, our company is preparing to acquire another company recently, and it is not difficult to withdraw 500 million yuan of working capital." Huajing hesitated and said it.

"Huajing, shut up." President Wuju yelled at Huajing angrily when he saw that his old lady was revealed.

Seeing Wu Ju's reaction, Megu and Matsuda looked at him in surprise, and then looked at each other. It seemed that the criminals knew the company's dynamics this time. Could it be that the company's people did it?

ps: There are signs of bad news about book reviews. The two elder brothers are calm and calm. The law is not a management tool for rulers to restrain civilians, but an extension of morality. It’s just that the law is created by people and controlled by people. Killing people should not be a simple thing. I think no one who has ever killed people will touch his chest and express his clear conscience with confidence.

Few people kill people because they are forced to do anything. At least the few incidents I have written about are not. Whether it is the law or morality, in my opinion, it is just a sentence: if you do something wrong, you must accept punishment. The real judge should not be the judge, but the inner sense of morality and guilt of the prisoner. Moreover, if Matsuda said to him, there will be very few death sentences. Then they will not die. A few years later or even more than ten years later, when they are discharged from prison after receiving the punishment, they may be said to have a clear conscience. As long as they are humans, they will make mistakes, but they cannot be corrected by one sentence. When a person who makes a mistake accepts fair punishment, he can be a human being in the sun again without being discriminated against by others. This is an ideal society, and this is a society that is difficult to achieve in reality.

Let’s talk about the second generation of rich people. In fact, I used to be a little arrogant and low-key, and always felt that I was no worse than others, but no one appreciated me. But then I realized that this is a world of equal exchange, and you should give what you want. What China does not lack the most is people. All the boss needs is a person who can hold his post. After you leave, someone may make up for it in the next second. So when you cannot provide the boss with additional benefits first, why should others look up to you?

From ancient times to the present, the rules of the world have never changed, that is, the strong. Those of us who are incompetent can only provide our own blood and sweat to provide the strong. In fact, there are very few people in society who cannot eat or wear clothes to show others a door to make a living by 600 yuan a month, but everyone yearns for a life of luxury. In the past, a colleague spent only 200 yuan a month, plus 250 yuan a month for food and accommodation, a total of 450 yuan a month, and all the rest were taken home. Now when I think about it, I feel very ashamed of my moonlight clan.

Most of the people who are too angry with the second generation of rich officials are not as good as them. Because those who are truly capable are all rich and rich. I will envy them and be jealous of them, but I don’t work hard when I am young, and now I can only look up to them from afar. So now I learn the spirit of Ah Q and don’t compare anything with them. Comparing people with people will make people angry. Maybe there are people who are not lucky, but those who say that they have worked hard to think about every corrupt official. No, every official has either worked hard for more than ten years or even decades, or there is a father who has worked hard for decades. Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence. The revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard. If you give up, learn Ah Q like me, so as not to get angry.
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