Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 15 Detective and Security Officer
A pile of round, dark garbage bags rolled down next to the carriage. From the looks of it, the mechanical clamps should have become loose, resulting in an error that was not handled in accordance with the regulations.

The young junior kicked the mechanical clamp and said, "It's such a shabby thing. My boss is unwilling to replace it, so he can only let me suffer this kind of crime."

"Hey, I saw it." The bearded driver poked his head out of the car window: "Also, stop complaining and get to work quickly. After we're done, we'll go to the izakaya for a drink."

"Yes, senior." The young man's junior quickly responded loudly.

He had no choice but to bend down, grab the round garbage bags, and throw them into the car one by one.

The garbage bags were covered with snow and frost, wet and sticky.

A flash of white flashed out from under the garbage bag, surprising the young junior.

"what is this?"

"Is it something valuable?"

"If it's a slightly valuable bag, you can clean it yourself and sell it to a second-hand store."

He smiled and hurriedly opened the garbage bag.

"what!!!!!"

The shrill scream startled the unshaven driver who was smoking in the driver's seat.

Cigarette ashes fell all over his pants.

"Damn, what's your name?"

He cursed loudly, pushed open the door again and jumped out.

"So, young man."

Dissatisfied, he walked to the back and asked, "What's going on?"

"Corpse····Body··"

"There's a body!"

The young junior was so frightened that he could not speak incoherently and pointed at what was under the garbage bag.

"Corpse?!"

The unshaven driver glared: "Today is really unlucky. Amaterasu doesn't know how to bless me."

He kicked away the garbage bags and sure enough he saw a body.

He did not fear or revere these corpses, only seeing them as a source of trouble.

Looking at the body, I found that it was wearing a school uniform and looked like a boy.His face was as white as the snow outside, and his body was as stiff as iron.

But he smiled, so much that the younger generation trembled.

"Oh shit"

The unshaven driver cursed again: "I can't live even if I'm dead."

The young junior was startled and looked at the unshaven driver in astonishment.

"Senior, are you so powerful?"

"Senior, let's call the police first."

The young junior said nervously, he was still very afraid of these things.

"Wait a minute."

The unshaven driver took out his cell phone and sent a message to his online friends.

Steady man: [Here comes a big deal, do you want it? 】

Detective Yuye: [? 】

Detective Yuye: [Where? 】

Steady man: [Let’s talk about the price first. 】

Rainy Night Detective: [[-] yen]

Steady man: [Too few.This big guy is a student, and it looks like he committed murder.I want one hundred thousand yen. 】

Detective Rainy Night; [If it is really what you said, then it will be one hundred thousand yen. 】

Steady man: [shared address]

Rainy Night Detective: [OK]

"senior·····?"

"Shouldn't we call the police?"

The young junior looked at the unshaven driver's actions with some confusion.

"Why call the police so quickly?" The bearded driver educated the young junior: "In our industry, it is particularly easy to encounter messy things. And those people who have been here since three disasters are like cockroaches who never know where they are. Detectives come out of corners and are everywhere.”

"They want to become famous like crazy, so naturally they need our help."

The unshaven man lit another cigarette and took a deep breath: "Otherwise, where will we make money?"

After brushing it, he glanced at the younger generation again: "Aren't you married too? You don't make extra money and only rely on your basic salary. Aren't you afraid of being disliked by your wife?"

The young junior thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

"Okay, you'll have a share in it later." The unshaven uncle climbed on the junior's shoulders and reassured the junior: "We didn't kill the person, and it's not against the law, so what are you afraid of?"

The snow drifted for a while, and the young junior saw a detective riding a motorcycle.

Wearing a black trench coat with a vertical collar, it could cover half of his face.

The detective was a little pleased: "Where is the big stuff?"

"Well, right there."

The driver pointed to the garbage pile.

The detective hurried over to take a look, and when he saw the appearance of the deceased, he was also extremely happy.I paid the money immediately.

"Don't touch the body."

The driver warned.

The detective waved his hand: "I know, I know. I'm a detective!"

"There are more unknown detectives than trash."

The unshaven driver took out two pieces of money and stuffed them into the junior's pocket: "You watch here, and call the police when this person has finished watching."

The junior touched two big bills and nodded hurriedly with a smile.

The driver returned to the cockpit and cursed: "This damn weather is so cold."

The detective wore gloves and took photos of the body, not missing any gaps.It took a long time before the detective called the police.

When the people from the Public Security Bureau heard that the body was found, they immediately became nervous and excited.

Not long after, two or three police cars drove over quickly.

"Where is the body?"

A security guard in a suit jumped out of the car and immediately came to the junior's side.

"Here, here."

Don't rush to point at the corpse in the garbage pile.

The security guard immediately became nervous when he saw the corpse's school uniform.

"Student? And there are no external injuries? He looks like he's in big trouble."

"Is everything here exactly the same?"

The security guard glared at the junior, who was immediately frightened.

"Hey, hey, intimidating ordinary people can easily lead to complaints."

The detective said immediately and received a grateful look from the junior.

"It's you bugs again."

Sheriffs hate these detectives, who sometimes compete with the sheriffs to solve crimes in order to gain fame.

Of course, this was a good thing for detectives, and even led to the rise of detective novels.

But for peace officers, it's not so wonderful.

The detective just smiled at the security officer's disgust and raised the camera in his hand.

"Tsk."

The security guard knew that he had no way to deal with these detectives, so he had no choice but to greet his colleagues.

While these security guards were working, the detective kept taking photos.

Detectives are like this. They will not remove a body without proper permission to prevent trouble from these sheriffs.

But looking through the bodies, it was difficult to solve the case.

So the change the detectives made was to take photos, watch the security guards operate, and only use the photos to retain the information they found.

The security guards recorded the surrounding information and kept asking the junior about various things.

(End of this chapter)