"Ah! It's so cold..." Takagi, who was sneezing, was suspected of having a cold, while sighing at the impermanence of the weather, while processing the documents.

Mizumatsu sat next to him without saying anything, looking calm and gentle, and was writing and painting that broke the mysterious secrets.

"Ah! It's so cold..." Mikako Sato also walked in sneezing, with a pair of dead fish eyes hanging, expressing her helplessness about the weather that changes.

"I clearly reminded you about the cooling down a few days ago, but I don't care. By the way, does the councillor named Twist have any recent itinerary?" Mizumatsu scolded him casually.

Takagi said next to the baby was distressed: "If the police department helped me, in addition to caring about the police department, I would like to remind me, I would definitely care."

Of course, since I feel sad, I can only dare to say it in my heart.

Mikako Sato curled her lips: "I really don't know when this MP offended you. The evidence is conclusive now. You can arrest someone after the arrest warrant is approved in a few days. You have to ask eight times a day, for fear that he will run away?"

"I'm a little nervous. I always feel that the member of the parliament has a deeper activity and is prone to variables."

"Just be happy, but he has really added a new itinerary. Tomorrow, a memorial service for the deceased film director Akiko Saki is held at the Kameto City Hotel. Tsukuguchi Shigehiko's public itinerary said he will attend."

Mizumaki stood up after a flash of brush, and Takagi next to him was so scared that he almost knocked over the information.

Mikako Sato is used to it. It has not been normal for her to Mizumatsu for a long time, but I don’t know what he is going crazy this time.

"I suddenly remembered that I had something to do. Can I ask for two days off for me today and tomorrow?" The words were questions, but the person had already walked out.

"By the way," Mizumatsu suddenly turned around: "It will snow tomorrow, hurry up and prepare your scarf."

"This guy, do you think he is a weather forecast? And is the intention too obvious?" Sato Mikako stared at someone's back and shook her head helplessly.

After leaving the Metropolitan Police Department, Mizumaki stopped a taxi and went to the Guhu City Hotel. He didn't care about the taxi driver not hearing it. He took out his mobile phone and called Lin Dao's number. He came up and said, "Hey? Lin Dao, your chance to take revenge is here! Those people will be there..."

After stuttering the phone, Mizumatsu found through the reversing mirror that the driver's expression was a little stiff, and he quickly explained: "Did the content of my phone call scare you? Sorry, that's just a joke between me and my friend. I'm not a bad person. Look, this is my police officer's certificate, I'm a policeman."

There is no way to explain so much. The driver probably won’t be able to drive and hit the electric pole without explaining it. He died together with this criminal who “has just released from the police station and contacted someone to retaliate”.

Regardless of whether the taxi driver believes in Shui Mizuki, at least Shui Mizuki is safe to arrive at the Gutu City Hotel... Well, come and check it out.

Later that day, Mizumatsu and Wei Xinghu, who had nothing to do and came to Japan to volunteer to serve Mizumatsu as a thug, discussed the details of the action by phone.

“…Do you understand?”

"Isn't it just that during the memorial service, I'm going to stand beside the old man who runs a car company and kick the old man when the slideshow is turned off? Is there anything I can't remember?"

"Remember, you must kick it hard. He is an old member of the Black Organization. He does not need to take into account his old age. He must be incapable of moving!"

"It's their fault to have you, such an opponent who disrespects the elderly and loves the young!"

“Hmph…”

At night, Mikako Sato's house.

A meteorological expert was spitting on the TV: "Although this cold air suddenly attacked Japan without warning, snowfall requires the accumulation of water vapor, so there will be no snowfall within a week. Citizens do not need to worry about travel. After this wave of cold air, this year it will still be a warm winter where you can wear stockings and short skirts!"

Mikako Sato was watching TV with her chin, hesitating whether to believe in the experts or Mizumaki's words, and the scarf that should be stored on the bottom floor of the wardrobe.

Finally, Mikako Sato still thought it would be better to find all the scarves first. She took a deep breath and Mikako Sato walked into her room, stood in front of the oversized wardrobe, and took her to open the wardrobe slowly.

What came towards me was a small hill-like clothes, and the huge shadow had already covered Mikako Sato's figure... "Well!...Linse!"
Chapter completed!