Conan's World: Ke Xue Wei Tan

Matsuda's perception was very keen. Sarye returned to the sports car with him and confessed frankly: "Actually, I didn't find it."

She raised her head, looked directly into Matsuda's eyes, and said quickly: "However, using the person who died four years ago to follow the clues, I already know the identity of the person who survived, and sent people to search around here, but there was no harvest. "

Matsuda frowned and thought hard: "If we can get the police department to issue a wanted warrant..."

Sarye interrupted him decisively: "They won't. They targeted this person through my personal connections and some unfair methods. There is no substantial evidence. I'm lucky they don't arrest me."

"This is also the problem." Matsuda sighed, started the sports car, and suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at Sarie, who was fastening his seat belt, and asked unexpectedly: "Hey, are you still short of people in your club?"

"What?"

Sarie stepped back and looked at Matsuda suspiciously.

Good guy, this fish took the bait before she even opened her mouth?

"I can't stay anywhere without finding that bastard." Matsuda stepped on the accelerator, "In order to find him, no matter what method is used."

Sarye's eyes lit up: "You want to resign?"

After hearing this, Matsuda was a little speechless. After hesitating for a while, he still said: "...Let's talk about it, but it's not impossible to work part-time."

He didn't like the police profession that much in the past, especially after his father was accidentally arrested by the police and his career was ruined. He seemed to hate these people even more. Sarye thought he would agree without hesitation after he figured it out. of.

Could it be because of that policewoman Sato?

It doesn't matter, anyway, being able to save Matsuda's life this time is her biggest gain from this trip. She is a capable subordinate. She just needs to spend more time cultivating him.

Sarie lit two cigarettes again, forced one into Matsuda, and bit the cigarette butt herself. Before he could react, she quickly said: "Actually, in addition to Kenji, I also have clues about the cause of Aguang's death. But they are all These are some shady investigation methods, which is also the real reason why I came to you. Can you...can you help me? "

After her purpose was revealed, Matsuda didn't know how to respond. This time Sariya's tone was very serious, completely different from when she was joking before.

Matsuda knew that Sariya's family's business was somewhat involved in the underworld, but only in this way, she could get a lot of unavailable information faster.

But entering the mafia is like shooting without looking back. Although Sariya will definitely not treat him poorly and allows him to show off his skills to find out the cause of Morofushi and Hagiwara's death, it will be difficult for him to return to the police force.

Matsuda shook his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Zaro, you really gave me a problem."

"I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, you won't give up on tracking down the clues of these two people." Sarye shook the ashes out of the window and looked at the speeding scenery: "You know where to find me."

"I didn't reject you." Matsuda slowed down the speed of the sports car and looked embarrassed, "I just have a headache. How should I write this resignation letter so that Megure and Naniko Sato won't hit me."

Sariya was stunned for a moment before she finished digesting the meaning of this sentence. A light flashed in her eyes and she looked at Matsuda in surprise: "Really?"

Matsuda laughed several times, freed up a hand, and rubbed Sarie's hair vigorously, as if through this familiar action, he could regain the previous feeling.

"What can I do?"

"You are the intangible cultural heritage left behind by that boy Zhu Fu Jingguang."