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"No need to say more, as long as Yayoi doesn't have a criminal record, you can ask the police station for donations for construction if needed. The Akiyama family is very generous, so these things are not a problem."
"Mr. Akiyama, you flatter me. I guarantee you, Yayoi will be able to come out safely before school starts next week."
"Okay, okay, that's good."
"I have some things to do, so I'll hang up now."
The director hung up the phone and found some senior police officers, instructing them to confiscate Sanchi's police uniform and investigate Sanchi Miaozi.
The so-called investigation was really just assigning these veteran police officers some random tasks. They could just go through the motions and slack off. Everyone in the police station knew that although Miike Naoko was paranoid, she was incapable of committing any illegal or criminal acts.
To put it bluntly, they're just using the pretext of an investigation to make them waste time at work and collect salaries without actually working. If Miike Naeko knew she was being "investigated," she would definitely stay home obediently without causing trouble at the police station.
However, regarding Yayoi, I still need to make a few more calls to my superiors...
?????
Miike Naeko was dressed in casual clothes and carrying a large cardboard box filled with her personal belongings from her desk.
When I got home, I unlocked the door with my key, threw the large cardboard box on the ground, and slammed the door shut.
I'm so angry.
There was nothing wrong with what I did. Even if it was my negligence that let Shirakawa go, it shouldn't warrant suspension and investigation.
Miike Naoko went to the kitchen, took a glass of cola from the refrigerator, opened it, and gulped it down.
So, I don't need to go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow. What should I do now?
Let's do that.
With her focus entirely on work and a rather limited entertainment life, she took a Coke, went back to her bedroom, plugged the USB drive into her computer, and turned it on.
It's another one of those short films featuring investigators.
Miike Naoko was in a bad mood and, contrary to her usual behavior, pressed the little arrow on the keyboard to fast forward the video to the "main scene".
She moved the peach back a bit, propping her long, shapely legs up on the computer desk, her right hand on the keyboard and her left hand on the gap.
Ready to begin.
Michi Miko used a single "chopstick" to eat a bucket of "instant noodles".
When I tried to pluck and strum the strings, I felt absolutely nothing.
Ok?
The sturdy cup and bowl clung tightly to her chopsticks.
I almost touched the paper film at the bottom of the instant noodles.
The chopsticks were gently scraped around the bottom edge of the instant noodles, similar to cleaning an ear.
I'm still not happy.
So Michi simply added another chopstick, but the cup opening was too narrow and it couldn't fit in at all.
After a few bites, I felt nothing at all, and there was still a strange sense of emptiness.
why?
Miike Naoko had experienced this symptom before, and she thought it was just due to being too tired.
ding dong~~~
The doorbell rang, startling Miike so much that he quickly grabbed his clothes.
"Hello, you have a package!" A woman's voice rang out from outside the door.
Hmm? Miike Naeko didn't remember buying anything during this period.
Upon opening the door, a female deliverywoman, dressed in a mask and baseball cap, was carrying a large package box.
"Hello, is this Ms. Naeko Miike?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Your package, please sign for it." The deliveryman pushed the package forward, took out a pen from his pocket, and gestured for Sanchi to sign.
Coo coo coo~~~~~
The deliveryman's stomach was rumbling.
Kind of embarrassing.
"Haha, you've worked hard. Have some food and get some rest early," Miike Naoko said as she signed the papers.
"Okay, thank you, I'll be going now." The deliveryman handed the package to Miike Naoko and turned away hurriedly, pressing his hat brim down slightly as he couldn't help but secretly smile.
That's strange. Why did the female delivery girl have pure white hair? And why were her eyes red?
Is this the new trend?
Sigh, I'm so busy with work that I can't keep up with the latest fashion trends.
Michiko placed the package on the ground and opened it.
Inside was a police uniform with erotic elements that was almost identical to the one in the movie.
Huh~~~ Miike Naeko kicked the package away as if she had seen something dirty at first glance.
This uniform is a desecration of the image of a police officer in my mind.
Throw it away right now!
Um...
Since I've already been suspended, it probably won't hurt to take a look around...
Miike Naeko took out the clothes, and inside there was a silver handcuff and a small card.
The card had a promotional message like "Free trial of clothes at an adult store."
Soga, it's a cheap item used for store advertising!
Miike Naeko was slightly relieved that it wasn't sent by some pervert. She picked up the clothes and compared them to herself, and surprisingly, they fit her quite well.
Why don't you try them on?
86. My hands started to freeze.
Hoo-ha~~ Hoo-ha~~
Shirakawa was exercising, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
He downloaded various fitness apps on his phone and followed the instructions to do different exercises while working out.
The results are definitely not as good as at the gym, but I've been too busy these days to go.
He didn't stop until his muscles started to ache slightly. His throat was so dry that he went to the living room, grabbed a glass of water, and gulped it down.
After finishing the drink, I felt refreshed. I wiped the sweat off my body and lay down on the bed to rest for a while before starting the next round.
Ding ding~~
My phone received two unread messages: one from the task app and the other from Nikaido Line.
Shirakawa first clicked on Nikaido's unread message.
Nikaido: Is Shirakawa there?
Why is the boss looking for me so late?
Shirakawa: Yes, what's wrong?
Nikaido: Are you free tomorrow morning? Could you please do a part-time job at the ramen shop?
Shirakawa: I do have free time, but why tomorrow?
Nikaido: My dad has to go out urgently, so the ramen shop is short-staffed. Tomorrow is Sunday, so there will be a lot of customers. Of course, you will be paid 1.5 times the daily wage.
Huh? 1.5 times the hourly wage!
Shirakawa: Oh my god, what time tomorrow morning?
Nikaido: No need to rush. Not many people come to eat ramen in the morning. It's mainly around 11 o'clock, during lunchtime, that there are more people. Just come before 11 o'clock. The salary will still be paid on a full-day basis.
Shirakawa suddenly remembered that he was going to have lunch at a Western restaurant with Jackie that evening.
Shirakawa: I might have to leave early tonight, I have some urgent business to attend to.
Nikaido: Dad will be back around the afternoon. You can leave early; it won't affect your salary.
Shirakawa: This is not good. I only worked for half a day and I'm getting paid so much... It's a bit unreasonable.
Nikaido: This is a special treatment for my underling. Anyway, I'm not the one paying his salary. If you really feel bad about it, then you can be my personal errand boy from now on. Buy me drinks and bread every day.
Nikaido sent several bear emojis giving a thumbs-up.
Shirakawa: Thank you, boss. I'll arrive early tomorrow.
Nikaido sent an "ok" emoji.
Next, we need to work with that task app.
Shirakawa clicked on it, and it was the same message again: "Congratulations, you have completed the mission. Please claim your reward."
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