No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Tsk, what happened to these reporters, where did they come from? "

Suzuki Qiaoqiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows quickly formed.

The case happened last night, and there were only a few people involved.

Dr. Li and the juvenile detective team would not have thought of asking reporters to break the news, so they ruled it out.

Takagi Shibu followed the whole process, and he wouldn't do it, so he ruled it out.

Mutsumi Nishikawa, who pretended to be Mrs. Mamiya, is currently a suspect.

Therefore, the only people who can reveal the details of the case and contact the media to arrive are Mamiya and Mamiya nobles.

The latter is more likely.

Because of the death of his mother and grandmother, Mamiya nobility hated Nishikawa Mutsumi very much.

Calling the media can not only expose her ugly state, but also help Suzuki Qiaoqiao improve her reputation.

It can be described as killing two birds with one stone, without any drawbacks.

For this reward, Suzuki Qiaoqiao had to take it if he didn't want to.

After turning off the car and getting out of the car, he caught a glimpse of reporters taking pictures outside the wall.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, and ordered:

"Takagi, escort her upstairs. I'm a little hungry, so I'll go to the cafeteria to get some food first."

Takagi Shibu nodded in agreement and bowed slightly:

"Okay, Advisor Suzuki, thank you for your hard work."

"Come to the cafeteria after the handover, and I will help you take a seat."

"OK, thanks."

Suzuki Takashi lowered the brim of his hat and headed to the cafeteria.

It's not even twelve o'clock, and there are not many people eating

He chose a few dishes at random and sat alone in the corner.

It was almost 12:30 when Takagi came over.

After eating, Suzuki Qiaoqiao went back to the office to catch up on sleep.

The alarm clock on the mobile phone is set to two o'clock, and I can get off work after reading a book for four hours.

Such a comfortable work, really comfortable.

"Jingle Bell."

The sudden ringing of the bell interrupted his nap.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao tightened his eyes and picked up the landline microphone:

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"I'm Odagiri, come to my office at two o'clock."

"Ang, okay."

"Card."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put down the microphone and secretly guessed.

The boss of the department called him over, what would happen?

The zoo organization has recently disappeared in Japan.

After thinking about it, it should be the FBI undercover thing.

Suzuki's current suspect target is gin or vodka.

As for who is undercover, there is no clue yet.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Suzuki Joe Bridge came to the office.

"Dong dong."

"Come in."

Minister Oda Kiri's face was serious, and the splayed beard added to it.

He put down the document in his hand and looked at the handsome guy in front of him:

"You solved the case of the Mamiya family?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't expect to talk about this, ah, it was an answer.

"I have seen your recent work report, and the detection rate is very high."

Minister Odakiri nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"The trustee of Risei TV contacted me and said that they wanted to cooperate with the police to prepare a variety show focusing on reasoning. This project may or may not be accepted. So I came to you and asked for your opinion?"

"Ah, this..."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes and responded quickly:

"Minister, I still don't know the positioning of this show. If it can improve the image of the Metropolitan Police Department, I can go. If it's purely entertainment variety show, I won't go on it and make an embarrassment."

Toshiro Odakiri tilted his head slightly, showing a rather playful smile:

"Oh, you're quite enlightened, I really didn't see you wrong."

"Minister, you are wrong."

A police officer with background, ability, and good looks like Suzuki Qiaoqiao has a bright future.

"I'll give you a day off tomorrow. Just get to the TV station before six o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yes!"

Minister Odakiri waved his hand and said:

"There's nothing else to do, go back and perform well tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Throughout the afternoon, Suzuki Qiaoqiao was relatively free.

Maybe it was Minister Oda Kiri, who greeted the Muguro Police Department in advance.

He read a book in the office until six o'clock, clocked in on time and got off work.

……

After shopping, go home.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao put down the ingredients and stepped forward to lift his girlfriend high.

It was difficult for Haibara Ai to break free, so she gave up directly:

"Oops, I'm so annoying, let me down."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao did as he was told and asked:

"Where's the doctor?"

Haibara Ai sat back on the sofa and hugged Xiaoguang:

"He seems to have delivered the finished product, and it is estimated that he will not be back tonight."

"Hey hey hey."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao raised his eyebrows and showed a mean smile.

Seeing the orange cat, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it twice, and then he remembered another thing:

"By the way, Xiaoguang, thanks to you for protecting Xiaoai this time."

"Meow~"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pouted and reminded:

"There are no outsiders here, you can speak human words."

"Oh."

"Xiaoguang, what reward do you want?"

The orange cat tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand:

"What do you mean by reward?"

"That is, you can promise a prize. You can eat, drink, and play."

Xiaoguang stared with big eyes, and his mind was blank:

"I don't know, I don't seem to want it."

As an independent personality nurtured by fragments of consciousness, it is neither a cat nor a person.

From the day of birth, there is no such thing as desire.

Delicious food is not tempting to Xiaoguang.

Even human or cat toys are of little interest.

"You can take me in, you are very content, it's good now."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you next time I encounter something suitable."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao got up from the sofa and leaned into Haibara Ai's ear:

"The doctor isn't here tonight, so I can do something exciting. I'll cook first, and I'll eat you later."

……

Chapter 248 Old Snakeskin, I Really Know How To Play

After dinner, Suzuki Takashi was lying on the sofa watching TV.