The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Of course I know, it's just getting out of a fire pit."

Atsuto Yamashita, who is strong without desire, has no burden at all to offend Suzuki Jirokichi and possibly offend the couple at the helm of the Suzuki consortium.

He doesn't have any ambition to move through the bureaucracy.

As long as he gets the fish right, no one can do anything to him.

If it hadn't been for the course of history to irreversibly push him to the position of head of the third department, he would have been prepared to spend his whole life in a vacant position until he retired.

Wouldn't it be nice for him to go to work and eat subsistence allowances?

As long as there is Conan or even Kudo Shinichi, his case-solving bonus will not be cut off, as long as there is Gin Laotie, his dream of a mansion will not be shattered, and what bicycle is needed.

If the level is too high, it's not easy to be black and white.

Making a fortune silently is the kingly way.

The wife's soft and fragrant rice is delicious.

Ginzo Nakamori, who didn't know the psychological activities of the young man in front of him, had a headache.

Why are young people in Heisei so thorny.

"Officer Yamashita, Officer Yamashita!"

I also want to educate the underachiever Gin Nakamori in front of me, who was interrupted by Tomoko Suzuki who rushed out after three words: "I'm sorry, because of my cousin, I have caused you so much trouble."

Bow down and apologize, all in one go.

Whether you are sincere or not, at least your attitude will not be an eyesore.

"Mrs. Suzuki is serious, and I have something wrong. But the matter has come to this point, and there is nothing wrong with it."

He didn't hit the smiling person with his hand, not to mention that Yamashita Toshiren had a good impression of the well-educated and gentle lady in front of him, so he went downhill: "As for the gem matter, although the Metropolitan Police Department has withdrawn from the Suzuki Group's defense plan , but I will still lead my colleagues to arrest Kidd in our own way. It is a matter of the Metropolitan Police Department and my personal reputation, and I hope Mrs. Suzuki understands."

Atsuto Yamashita, who made it clear, was very frank, so frank that Tomoko Suzuki was a little surprised: "Then I will thank Officer Yamashita in advance."

"The duty of the police is unshirkable. I just hope that this kind of thing will not happen again in the future. I just want to be worthy of the word [police]."

Tomoko Suzuki pursed her lips and chuckled, and her swaying mature woman demeanor instantly smoothed out the edges and corners of the sharp-edged policeman: "It's really reassuring to have a policeman like Officer Yamashita guarding Tokyo."

"You are overrated."

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"Did he say that?"

Thirty minutes later, Suzuki Manor, study on the third floor.

Suzuki Shiro, the helm of the Suzuki Consortium who was supposed to be working at the group headquarters, stopped the pen in his hand when he heard the words, and raised his eyes to confirm.

"Yes, Atsuto Yamashita is a nice young man, but unfortunately he already has a fiancée." Tomoko Suzuki looked rather regretful.

"You, don't worry about Sonoko, I think she is quite happy talking with that man named Kyogoku now." Suzuki Shiro shook his head with a smile.

"To be honest, I'm not very satisfied with Makoto Kyogoku right now. To be our son-in-law, the so-called four hundred consecutive victories in karate is not enough."

That is to say, the daughter is still young, and it is a good thing to experience more, otherwise, Suzuki Tomoko would have already started to assess Kyogoku.

"You..."

Suzuki Shiro, a rare infatuated seed in a large Japanese conglomerate, looks helplessly at his wife who has been in love with him for decades.

"In short, let my cousin pay more attention to the influence of this aspect in the future. This is a young man who is upright and rare. Unfortunately, if there are no accidents, his official career should come to an end here."

Looking at the top-secret document in his hand, Shiro Suzuki stuffed it into the shredder.

【This city is my back garden, and I don't allow anyone to harm it. 】

Tomoko Suzuki stooped to pick up a piece of paper that was blown down by the wind, and saw this sentence that was said to be said to the FBI members who came to Japan to conduct secret investigations.

"He is capable and has ideals, but unfortunately his ideals are too ideal."

Tomoko Suzuki is sorry.

In today's society, there are really fewer and fewer police officers like Atsuto Yamashita.

"Otherwise, why do you think those people from the Metropolitan Police Department dote on him so much?"

"Too."

Tomoko Suzuki stuffed the A4 paper in his hand into the shredder.

White paper in, powder out.

James, who was carrying a trash can and destroyed all the paper information, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were unclear.

Judy, who was in front of him, was quite emotional: "For the sake of the police's reputation, I directly parted ways with the Suzuki consortium. James, is your information true?"

"real."

Judy had nothing to say.

She felt that she should measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Atsuto Yamashita is a respectable policeman.

"Let's set up a person, it's not shabby."

"People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and there must be a person who can see past."

Yamashita Tokto got out of the car, running against the fiery red sunset, and the shadow was infinitely elongated on the sidewalk.

"So your personality is to skip work to pick me up?"

The smile at the corner of the man's mouth caused the girl beside him to roll her eyes, and reached out to twist the soft flesh around his waist.

"Why, you still want to pretend to be my boss and deduct my salary?"

Atsuto Yamashita smiled and held his fiancée's hand.

"How many millions do you want to be deducted? Or more than a billion?"

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu stood on tiptoe, leaned close to the man's ear and blew in a low voice: "The police uniform last time, I gave it a police rank. Put it on, and I will be your boss~"

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A long-lasting and intense battle of the Japanese tradition.

The boss Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was wearing a police uniform, lost the power struggle after all, swallowing the bitter fruit with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Even in the early morning of the next day, she still hadn't recovered.

She didn't understand, she didn't understand where she lost, why she lost, and why she always got tired first.

The girl's big eyes were full of confusion.

She didn't know if there was something wrong with her theoretical system, and if she needed to go to the editor-in-charge Sonoko Machida to update it.

Even though she was wearing attack speed shoes, why was she the first to raise the white flag to surrender?

He didn't take medicine either.

This is not right.

It's not right.

"What are you thinking about? An expression with dull eyes that have been spoiled by playing?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who had been forced to develop a biological clock for getting up early, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Kasumigaoka Shiwa staring blankly at him.

"You're wrong."

"There's something wrong with you."

Toshita Yamashita rolled his eyes, he was too lazy to talk to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu who didn't know what he was doing.

"I don't understand why I lost in the end?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu stretched out her hand, and forced her fiancé's head back to face her, with an extremely solemn expression.

She had already lost eighteen postures to Yamashita, which was only possible after she had learned karate.However, karate is not a panacea after all.If she continues to lose like this, she will soon have nothing to lose.

"Because I was born to win."

The man bared his teeth and smiled, and the girl pinched his cheeks on both sides, rubbing them helplessly.

"In a sense, this is not a bad thing for you, you can prepare for the next knowledge point in advance."

The smile on Toshita Yamashita's face was extremely bright, and Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was so angry that he wanted to hit him: "Then should I thank you?"

"You're welcome, it should be."

Boom!

Kasumigaoka Shiu, who wrapped her body in the quilt, kicked the mean man off the bed~

"hiss!"

Caught off guard, Shanxia Turen, who rolled to the ground, gasped, his face distorted exaggeratedly: This woman is so terrifying, she must not stay!

Violence, melee, shaving wind, zoom-in moves——↓↘→↘↓↙←+C: Raging childish girl!

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's block was broken in an instant, and the quilt was torn apart by the eight-children who belonged to one of the three magical skills of undressing in the blink of an eye.

"Woooooooo..."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was so tired from playing video games with the joystick in his hand, had tears in his eyes.

Atsuto Yamashita once again proved that his reputation as the king of kof is not in vain.

"Go to work quickly! It's time to go to work!"

"It's on, it's on, don't rush, class."

“……………?????”

The sound of rain hitting plantains is endless.

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Thirty-eight minutes later, Kasumigaoka Shiyu finished her morning exercise and didn't even want to go to cram school after taking a shower.

Now she only feels extremely weak all over her body, her body is sluggish and muddy, and she even needs help when taking a bath.

In the end, it was Atsuto Yamashita who carried her back to the bed.