He is very confident at this point, because with the help of his good friend Philip, he will definitely win easily!

  Maybe there is no reward, but winning the note is very refreshing!

  (About the eternal big move, the previous big move is mainly slashing, not sealing other memories. The energy is converted into the slashing type big move in Shiwang. Let’s take it as a second design.).

Chapter 7

  After getting the required information, Yusuke Natsukawa returned to the police station alone.

  Speaking of which, he is also a Kamen Rider now, and he should also be equipped with a motorcycle.

  While thinking about it, I walked into the police station.

  He found Mr. Basano.

  The other party has a lot of information on the case.

  After getting the information from his hand, he left under the optimistic gaze of the other party.

  Then there was another banging sound and Mikio Basano's roar.

  "Zhengura, see why others are valued, talented, and willing to work hard. Is this a genius?"

  "I'm so sorry!"

  Not caring about the sound inside, Xia Chuan had already found a quiet place to sit by himself.

  There are various documents beside him, all the information about this case.

  Some he found by himself, and some were given to him by Benano.

  The first is the information of Togawa Yosuke.

  The other party is an employee of Winskel, but it has been laid off.

  Followed by several locations that have been attacked recently, all of which were taken by Togawa Yosuke.

  So obviously this action is retaliatory.

  The last information.... is the truth Chennai.

  The other party used to be Winskell's designer.However, it was laid off not long ago.

  The specific reason is unknown, but it is reported that the design scheme of the other party was stolen.However, he was falsely accused of plagiarizing other people's plans.

  if it is like this....

  He seems to understand!

  A gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes.

  ........there is only one truth!

  But if there is evidence...

  After pondering for a while, he packed up all the documents.

  Then went back alone.

  It was already midnight when he returned, and the lonely moon hung high in the air, shining on him.

  He was driving, driving a small white sedan.

  Xia Chuan's residence is not far from the police station, and he will arrive soon.

  His residence in Fengdu is an apartment, a room on the second floor.

  Every apartment here still retains the old and poetic thing like the mailbox.

  The system is still human, and it gave him a nice house and enough money to spend his entire life.

  But he saw a lot in the mailbox.

  When I opened it, it was a letter from one person!

  The letter box was almost filled with letters inside, which made him a little surprised and muttered.

  "Is this...Waka-chan's letter?"

  Waka-chan is his pen pal, a pen pal whom he met by chance.

  I remember that one day I accidentally picked up a letter with a letter from a girl named Waka-chan.

  So there is such a pen pal, it is really a coincidence.

  At that time, he was alone, and with a little curiosity about pen pals, he replied to a letter, but he did not expect that he would develop into a pen pal in the end.

  When you want to know, the online dating between Yuhua and Keitarou has already appeared, but he is still using letters that are almost eliminated.

  But in the past, the other party also added a touch of other color to his original boring life, and gave him a warm feeling of loneliness in the unfamiliar wind.

  It's a pity that the other party's situation...it's a bit unspeakable, plus I went to Tokyo later, so there was a lot less correspondence.

  He temporarily put away the letter, opened the door, and entered his home.

  Because it is a one-person relationship, it is still a bit rough.

  It has everything in it, but it is also the necessities of life that should be there.

  So it looks a little empty here.

  After a little tidying up, he opened the letter and read it silently.

  "Jiang Mujun personally, I haven't received your reply for a long time. I don't know how you were in Tokyo. I'm sorry, I came to complain to you again. But I think you may not see it either."

  "So again, please listen to my voice."

  "Actually, recently..."

  Jiang Mu was his former Chinese name, but he did not use it as a pseudonym for his normal life in the island country.

  It is a symbol of the once lonely he seeks solace from the outside world.

  In my heart, as always, I was talking about some complaints about my sister and family.

  It's been like this since the beginning, and every time I basically come to him and cry.

  Once or twice is fine, but after more, he will get bored.

  All this sadness began to affect him, and for a while he almost stopped writing.

  Until I went to Tokyo later, I only replied to one letter in almost two years.

  Looking at the mountains of letters, he was silent for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.

  A girl on the other side has written so many letters to him, it seems a little bad if he continues to not reply.

  So I thought about it, wrote some homely words, and comforted the other party.

  The letter was then sent out.

  Then go to sleep!

  The next day, the morning light slowly opened, and it was another colorful morning.

  A shimmer of light, passing through the cracks in the golden branches of the rising sun, shone into his apartment.

  A gentle light brushed across his cheeks.

  Feeling a touch of warmth, Xia Chuan slowly got up.

  The laziness in his eyes disappeared instantly when he got up, and his sharp eagle eyes revealed a hint of wisdom.

  He got up quickly, had a simple breakfast, and then went to the police station.

  When he just arrived at the police station, his mind moved.

  "System, sign in."

  "Ding, the sign-in is successful, the host gets the t2 memory cyclone (wind)"

  The dull voice of the system sounded in my mind, and then a green memory appeared in my hand.

  It is a blast memory!

  And it is also the memory of the t2 stage.

  As a result, Xia Chuan began to wonder if every memory he signed in was a t2 memory.

  Signing in doesn't have to be at the police station, it's just that Xia Chuan simply felt that there was a sense of ceremony, so he tried to sign in at the police station as much as possible.

  After a little thought, he quietly put the memory in his arms. .

Chapter 8

  The first time I officially went to work, I felt an inexplicable sense of ceremony.

  The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he went straight to see the chief inspector.

  Today is his first day at work.

  In the end, the sheriff, who was very optimistic about him, arranged a job for him and let him leave.

  His job was to learn how to deal with cases after Mr. Basano.

  After all, what he learned in the police academy is some theory, and practical experience still needs to be accumulated slowly.

  He came to Basano's office again.

  The other party is still battered.

  Because the body of Togawa Yosuke was just discovered earlier.

  In addition to Sho Shotaro's words, I know that this guy is a dopant.

  After Xia Chuan came in, the other party forced out a smile and said

  "Patrol Xiachuan, you are here."

  "Mr. Basano just call me Xia Chuan or Yusuke."

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