anime fever

()Ogata did not guess wrong, the information received in the memory node, the red dress, the woman, the ocean, and the almost desperate screams all came from the woman in Takashi Kazueda's mouth.

"Let it go, she has already let it go." Ogata looked at Takashi Ichieda, thought for a long time, and slowly persuaded.After death, if there is no nostalgia and hatred for the world, it will turn into a ray of hostility, that is, the firewood ghost will slowly dissipate.

She didn't appear as a ghost, and she didn't convey the anger in her heart to anyone. It was obvious that she didn't want to recall anything and resent anyone.

Ichie Takashi looked at Ogata with gentle and serious eyes, like a friend comforting him.

"That's right, Yizhi. Don't make any more mistakes." Behind Ogata, at some point, an old woman stood. She was Aunt Mi, a housewife employed by the Four Wells Group.

......

Finally, under the instructions of Takashi Ichiji, everyone found Lihua Yoshii, who was tied up, her hands and feet were sealed, and her body was covered with tape.

She was wearing a bright red dress, and it seemed that because of her fright, her complexion and state were not very stable, and she completely lost her usual high-ranking lady character.

Ogata looked at her, although this woman was annoying, but it was a life he saved from himself before Ichie Takashi pleaded guilty.As long as it is life, it is precious.

And this woman didn't listen to her own words, she just wore a red evening dress.You must know that when you die wearing red clothes on your birthday, you will condense a very terrifying hostility after death, and directly turn into a dirty thing that is one level higher than a fierce ghost.

When the police arrived, Yizhilong was escorted away, and there were scattered people lying on the sofa in the living room.Among them, the one with the most outrageous sleeping appearance was Mori Kogoro, snoring, grinding his teeth, with his legs resting on the coffee table.

Ogata was sitting in the middle of the sofa, drinking the coffee that Xiaolan had just made for him, he needed this to refresh himself.

"Brother Ogata, you really solved the case before we arrived." Mumu was very happy and smiled at him.In the case where Ogata participated, it was only necessary to arrest the criminal, submit the materials, and complete the entire police system process.Compared with before Ogata joined the police, the detection rate this year is obviously gradually increasing.

Ogata politely said a few words, he didn't want to take credit, and he didn't want to get himself into trouble. He only regarded himself as a forensic doctor in the autopsy department.

On the way home, Ogata did not rub Mumu's Jing car, but drove his own GTR.

Compared with the time when he came, there was an extra talkative brat in the co-pilot's seat, Mifune with pigtails.

"Ogata, I didn't expect you to be so handsome in your major." Mifune had never seen Ogata truly fulfill his duty as a forensic doctor, so after seeing him today, he suddenly felt that he had underestimated him before.

His persistence, his goal, is not without reason.A great forensic doctor may really be able to do things he never thought of.

"Mifune, I'm sorry. I know you have a cleansing habit, so I asked you to cooperate. After all, my job at the time was forensic doctor Ogata."

Ogata, who was holding the steering wheel while driving the car, said to Mifune beside him.

Mifune understood what he was talking about, and said with a smile: "Although I forgot, but you mentioned it, I still feel relieved. Being called out by you to do such a thing, I almost thought it was intentional to trick me."

"I'm not that boring." Ogata shook his head: "But speaking of it, how does it feel to touch a corpse?"

"Damn it, don't disgust me anymore." Mifune's expression changed.

Ogata smiled lightly, thinking that this guy was the guy who would run to the toilet to vomit if he ate hair in his meal.

Xiaolan and the others in the back seat couldn't help laughing.

"Ogata, I'm a young and promising president, take care of my image." Mifune whispered to Ogata who was driving.

Ogata nodded: "Finish that meal first."

......

Back at the Mori Office, Xiao Lan turned on the light, and Mori Kogoro, who was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, fell headfirst on the sofa.

And Conan was wobbly, not much better.Only Ogata, who has drank coffee and can stay up late, is still like a normal person...

As for Xiaolan, she said she was not sleepy, but she had already slept in the car.

"Go back to the room and sleep, Xiaolan." Ogata said quietly to Xiaolan who changed his coat.

Xiaolan pointed to Mori Kogoro and Conan on the sofa: "They..."

"Well, leave it to me. I'll help them back to the room." Ogata dispelled Xiaolan's worries. No matter in which era or in any world, Xiaolan in his eyes is a very sensible and caring girl. But it is precisely because of this premature maturity that she is very tired.

Xiaolan glanced at her cousin, and Ogata helped Mori Kogoro up from the sofa, and he didn't forget to turn around and joke, "Uncle is much heavier than today's corpse."

Xiaolan was amused, and Mori Kogoro cursed in a daze: "Stinky boy!"

Putting a quilt on the sprawling Mori Kogoro, when Ogata returned to the living room, Xiaolan had already returned to the room to rest.

Picking up Conan, without much effort, he hugged the bed where he usually sleeps.Sure enough, elementary school students are better taken care of than middle-aged uncles.

Back in his room, Ogata thought of that kid Mifune.

After he was driven back to Tokyo, he contacted his driver, so there was no need for Ogata to worry about how he got home.

Meeting him again, Ogata felt that it was the biggest gain of the day.Because when he returned to Japan, he hardly made friends who he could chat with... And speaking of it, there seemed to be more girls than boys around him.

Sonoko, Sato, Yumi.

"When did I become so girlish?"

Lying on the bed, Ogata couldn't help remembering the experience of meeting these girls in his mind.

......

When I woke up in the morning, Xiaolan and the others hadn't gotten up yet, so Ogata went downstairs for a run to buy breakfast.

After changing into Adidas sportswear, Ogata jogged along the street closest to the office, breathing the fresh air and feeling the bright sunshine in the morning. His mood would be very comfortable, and he was full of expectations for the day's life.

When he made a detour near Mihua Street, he suddenly remembered Mifune's words.

The first time Shiho appeared on Mihua Street was at the coffee shop opposite the supermarket.And the second time, Mifune met her, also near this street.

Ogata glanced at his watch. Fortunately, as long as he ran faster, he would have time to return to the office before six o'clock.

With a flash of thought, Ogata suddenly increased the frequency and pace of running, and ran towards Mihua Street with a wave of his arms.

There were not many people in Mihua Street in the early morning, and the shopping malls and shops were closed. Along the way, Ogata went to look for Shiho with anticipation and hope.

When he reached the last section of Mihua Street, Ogata slowed down and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

Standing on the empty street, I couldn't see her, feeling a sense of loss of direction...

"Maybe it's really too early." Ogata sighed in his heart.

At the end of Mihua Street, there happened to be a breakfast shop.

Ogata walked over to bring Xiaolan and the others breakfast.

"Miss, I want your money."

Before Ogata, someone was already buying things.

"Ah."

The simple answer made people feel a little cold.

When he got close, Ogata looked at this figure, his heart trembled, he held his palms tightly, the sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks, but the early morning wind quickly extinguished the heat.

she......

Every step closer, it seems that I have returned to my college days, when I was about to confess my love, I felt the kind of nervousness that I had never faced before.

This step has crossed from the United States to Japan.

Waiting, endless waiting, pursuit, constant pursuit.

With a familiar figure, a black windbreaker, short brown hair, and a slightly indifferent voice, Ogata walked over, just wanting to keep his expectations and hopes from being in vain.

The woman turned around slowly.

"Shibao!"

heartbeat,

faster heartbeat,

In his sight, his world turned into a face of day and night.

Ogata didn't know what kind of tone he used to say this name, he only knew that she in front of him was the most beloved person, the one who was waiting hard.

Brown hair fluttered slightly in the morning wind, the woman turned around indifferently, but the moment she looked at Ogata, her eyes flickered, revealing something very complicated. (To be continued.)