How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

When he really started to pack his luggage, Xin Haikong discovered that he hadn't brought the razor out.

"Matsuda, Matsuda? Did you bring a razor?"

no respond.

"Matsuda?"

what happened?

Xin Haikong looked back strangely, only to see Matsuda Jinping's handsome face rarely collapsed, sitting on the ground in a daze, next to an open suitcase.

"What's wrong?"

"Xinhai sauce," Matsuda Jinping looked at him, very serious, as if he was going to explain some important case, and said word by word: "I forgot to bring my underwear."

Take a deep breath.

Shin Haisora ​​looked at Matsuda Jinping. "Are you serious?"

"What kind of nonsense is this kind of thing!"

"Then what now? Going to buy a new one?"

"It takes at least two hours to drive here in the nearest store! And it's still night, and there are no street lights!"

I have to complain that Japan's infrastructure is really too far behind, no, it's too far.

"So what are you going to do, are you wearing mine?"

Matsuda's cheeky blushed, "That size doesn't fit right."

Hard, fist hard.

Xin Haikong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and said with a gentle smile.

"Go downstairs and ask the boss. This kind of hot spring hotel should prepare some commonly used clothes. Just in time, I'm going to ask the boss to borrow a razor."

Matsuda sat motionless.

Xin Haikong turned his head to look at him, with doubts in his eyes.

"Xinhaijiang, please help me."

"Go on your own! Who wants to buy underwear for you!"

·

After they came down the stairs, they found that the boss was not there, and there was a young girl sitting at the counter, who looked quite similar to Urahara Yanka. It's just that she didn't keep smiling like Yanxiang, but lowered her head and thought deeply about something.

Seeing that it was a young girl sitting in town, Matsuda immediately flinched.

Just kidding, do you have to ask a little girl who doesn't seem to be an adult, "Hello, do you have male underwear in size XX?"

Sexual harassment so this is not!

Xin Haikong poked Matsuda in the back and whispered, "Then what are you going to do, go buy it tomorrow morning?"

"Then what should I do tonight, I still want to take a bath!"

"Then go up!"

"Why don't you go up!"

"Brother, you didn't bring your underwear..."

"…"

The young girl at the counter seemed to notice them and stood up. When she stood up, she looked more similar to Yanxiang, the only difference was that she was much taller than Yanxiang.

Xin Haikong had no choice but to walk up and say hello.

"Hello, uh, that's it, my friend." He turned his head to look aside and returned to his lazy look, as if he wanted to entrust everything to him. After a while, he said, "My friend is him, Song, Tian, ​​Zhen, Ping, he forgot to bring some, male, sex, stickers, body, clothing, and things-"

"Ah, Xinhai-chan, how can you—"

"I want to ask if your hotel has prepared something similar." Xin Haikong smiled shyly after finishing speaking.

The young girl was stunned for a moment, and then reacted after a while, blushing a lot.

"Ah, this is indeed prepared. There are always many guests who will accidentally get dirty when they are in the hot spring. They are all stored in the warehouse at the back. Can you get it yourself?"

"Of course" Xin Haikong nodded. He motioned Matsuda to get it himself.

Matsuda quickly walked towards the warehouse, but they could still see Matsuda's red ears.

Xin Haikong smiled at her, "Are you and Miss Urahara Yanka sisters?"

"Ah, yes, how did you know?" The girl flashed her big eyes, "I'm Yanxiang's younger sister, Urahara Fujika."

"You guys look alike." Xin Haikong didn't pay much attention and added.

The sisters do look alike. How long does it take Matsuda to pick up a pair of underwear? He unconsciously put his hand on the table, but accidentally knocked down the water glass.

"Ah—be careful!" Thanks to Urahara Fujika, she reached out and caught the water glass.

The girl raised the water glass and put it back on the table. The wide sleeves of the yukata slipped, revealing her arms for a moment.

On her white arm, there are long and thin blue marks of large and small, deep and shallow, and some places even become black and purple.

Xin Haikong's eyes were deep.

·

"Dad, stop drinking so much!"

Maori, who was beside him, was already drunk, but he still poured wine from the jug regardless.

"Lan, leave me alone—what a beautiful night."

After Xin Haikong and Matsuda took their things back to their room, they went out to have dinner.

The host family set up a table in the courtyard and placed all the food in the courtyard.

Coupled with the beautiful night view, it is indeed a unique flavor.

The hostess Urahara Mikiko and her eldest daughter Yanxiang both sat aside to chat with everyone.

"How long have you been running this hotel?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

"It has been my grandmother's business for many years. After my mother passed away, I was in charge of continuing the business." Mi Qingzi smiled gently, "Because the store is relatively old, there are still some old customers for many years, so I can barely manage it. keep it up."

"It's not reluctant, I feel that you are also very distinctive here!" Yuanzi was very cheering.

"Thank you, I hope Yanxiang and Fujika can continue to inherit in the future."

"Huh? Speaking of which, what about Miss Fujika, wasn't she at the counter just now?"

When Mei Qingzi heard the words, her expression was a little abnormal.

"She, ran to the back to do her own business."

"Fujika is very good, she got the admission qualification of Keio University." Sister Yanxiang added proudly, "Unlike me, I can't continue until I graduate from high school."

"Wow—that's amazing—" The two high school students present were extremely cheering.

Xin Haikong is still thinking about the scene he just saw. Was the girl named Fujika being domestically abused?

So many scars.

"Mikiyoko, where did my belt go!"

The rough roar of the male host came from the backyard, breaking the original harmonious scene.

Xin Haikong keenly noticed that when they heard the word "belt", Miqingko and Yanxiang who were sitting at the table both shivered subconsciously.

Mei Qingzi hurriedly stood up, bowed, "Excuse me for now", and then trotted towards the backyard.

The scene was suddenly awkward.

"Ah! I forgot!" Yanxiang stood up suddenly.

"What's wrong? Miss Yanxiang."

"I forgot to deliver meals to those two guests. I'm very sorry, but I'll excuse me for a while."

·

After they were full, Yanxiang and Miqingko still did not come back.

It's too late tonight, it'll be more comfortable to soak in the soup tomorrow. Xin Haikong and the others chatted casually for a while, and then they were ready to go back.

When I walked to the lobby, I happened to bump into a young man head-on.

Dressed in a hip-hop outfit, but with a big back hair out of time, her flamboyant facial features looked familiar.

It looks like you've seen it somewhere?

The man seemed to be on the phone with someone before, and now he looked up to see them. When he saw Xin Haikong in the crowd, his pupils shrank.

It's him.

Conan and Xiaolan also recognized the person in front of them at this time.

"This uncle isn't—"

"Saichiro Ishida."

New Sea and Air added.

He stared at the man in front of him. The deceased in the Shinkansen bombing, the son of the organization target Ishida Eiichi, Ishida Saiichiro.

This is too coincidental.

"What a coincidence, why did you meet him here?" Conan asked suspiciously in a childish voice.

Conan didn't know that the previous Shinkansen cases were also related to the organization, so he didn't suspect Ishida Saichiro, but Xinkaikong was different.

Ishida Saichiro glanced at Xin Haikong with an unnatural expression, as if he wanted to say something to him, but after a pause, he didn't say anything, and wiped Xin Haikong's shoulder and went out.

Everyone present, including Conan, quickly forgot about the episode.

Except for the new sea and air.

They separated from Conan's group and walked towards the east room together.

Along the way, Xin Haikong kept thinking about this.

It's all too coincidental.

Why is Saichiro Ishida here?

A remote hotel in the mountains.

If he remembered correctly, the investigation on the Ishida family was clearly written in the previous transcript. Ishida Eiichi runs a pharmaceutical company with a good income, and Ishida Saichiro is the only heir to this company. Is it necessary for the heirs of a big company to go to such remote places?

Why did Eiichi Ishida become the target of the organization? Is it simply blocking the way of the organization, or because he betrayed the organization in cooperation with the organization?

"Xinhai-chan, go to bed, it's so late! What the **** are you thinking about alone!" Matsuda once again put his shoulders on him, and Xin Haikong was startled.

Just say something, let's change the subject.

"Speaking of which, don't you think there is something wrong with this hotel? That boss, he seems to be abusing his daughter at home."

"Oh? I don't think their vibe is right. How did you find out?"

"Do you remember when you went to get your panties?"

Matsuda's face darkened.

"I was waiting for you outside, and accidentally knocked off the cup on the table. Urahara Fujika reached out to pick it up. I accidentally saw big and small welts on his arms."

Matsuda paused.

"Have you asked the girl? Are you sure it's domestic violence? If the situation is true, we can help contact the people from the personal safety countermeasures team to deal with it. But honestly, don't get your hopes up. There are more cases like domestic violence. It depends on the victim's own wishes, and unless they make up their minds to escape this environment, most of the time the police are powerless."

"I just saw the scar on her arm, I guessed it myself." Xin Haikong shook his head.

"If this is the case, there is no evidence, and the girl has not called the police... If the girl is willing to stand up and identify herself, it is not impossible to sentence. But in most cases, the victim will choose to return to the Beside the perpetrator, let alone people who don't even have the idea of ​​calling the police."

"If you're really worried, find a time to talk to her later."

"makes sense."

Xin Haikong attached without emotion, but his mind was more on Saichiro Ishida who had just met.

"Don't think too much, just rest early."

"it is good."

The night is getting darker.

Xin Haikong tossed and turned on the bed. When he was about to fall asleep, he was woken up by the sound of the wooden door in the next room.

The sound insulation of this old house is really poor.

The guest next door came back too late.

·

late at night.

The moon is completely obscured by clouds. A small lamp is also lit in the courtyard for the convenience of guests returning home late.

When Ishida Saichiro hurried back to the hotel from the outside, no one was watching in the hotel lobby.

He lives in the second room on the west side. It happened to be next door to Conan and the others.

After a while, the hotel door was pushed open again.

A man in only a thin black shirt walked in. The cold air of late autumn seemed to have no effect on him at all.

He first went to the room on the west side to confirm it, and then slowly returned to his own room on the east side.

The wooden door made a "squeak".

In the extremely silent night, it is extremely clear.

The author has something to say:

When coding, I always feel that everyone in the comment area should be thinking crazy: why is it not dead, when it will die, and who will die.

The case is purely made up, and the upper limit of the protagonist's reasoning level is the author's IQ. I don't know if the next chapter will be able to code the screams. Support cheeks.

A summary of the characters who have appeared:

Urahara Fujio

Mikiko Urahara, the hostess.

The eldest daughter Urahara Yanka

Youngest daughter Urahara Fujika

Two unknown guests:

Guest No. 1 Saichiro Ishida

The second guest wears a thin black shirt late at night, a mysterious person who is not afraid of the cold at all

Note: Regarding the handling of domestic violence in Japan: the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's personal safety countermeasures team handles cases, whether it is verbal warning or criminal arrest, the victim can choose by himself, and can also provide the victim with a safe place of refuge. Personally, I feel that this method is very perfect.

But in fact, 60% of the victims will return to the abuser in a short time and choose to forgive...

Even if the police accidentally harm the physical or mental health of the perpetrator in the process of arresting the perpetrator, they may be sued by the victim...

The problem of domestic violence may be more dependent on the victim's own brain to wake up and feel it.