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Chapter 3729 & 3742 [Rum's Blessing] Requesting monthly votes ヽ(〃〃)~
Then, in the middle of the description and the complaint, she briefly mentioned that in order to gather intelligence, she planned to change to a new disguise.

"If Rum had taken the previous words to heart, understood the threat Uzo posed to the organization's members, and then taken action to punish him... or even made contact with him personally, that would have been truly wonderful."

"And if this old man is still as stubborn as before, with his collecting obsession kicking in, and insists on bringing this so-called genius Uzo under his wing... then we can use Uzo's actions today to attract his attention, make him ignore the request to change jobs in the middle, and forget to reject it."

Curaçao meticulously planned: "That way, it won't be considered that I didn't report it. Next, as long as the subsequent intelligence gathering and missions go smoothly, I can naturally change jobs, completely distance myself from these cases related to Uzo, and then..."

With a buzz, her phone vibrated to receive a message, interrupting her reverie.

Looking down, I saw that Rum's reply had arrived.

Curaçao paused for a moment. After a while, she closed her eyes and prayed devoutly, then took a deep breath and opened the email.

...Unfortunately, the prayers did not work.

Rum's response was precisely the very sentence Curaçao had intended to conceal—

No need to change identity.

Lawyers and detectives are a natural-born partnership.

You did a good job today, keep it up!
Curaçao: "..."

Curaçao: "???"

She stared at the last line, "Keep it up," in utter disbelief—keep it up to what? Keep it up to almost being blown up by Uzo, or keep it up to all the scheming that ended up falling right in Uzo's face?

"Does this old bastard even know what he's praising?"

Curaçao gritted her teeth, almost crushing her phone in her hand: "Could it be a message meant for someone else that was accidentally sent to me?"

She longed to think that way, but the first two sentences abruptly extinguished that hope.

No matter how you look at it, this is indeed Rum's reply to her. It wasn't a mistake, nor was the sender wrong—the entire message was in that familiar tone, full of Rum's hateful confidence.

“Just how much does this old man admire Uzo…” Curaçao’s murderous intent rose. “He won’t let me leave Tokyo, he won’t let me change my lawyer’s identity, and he even likes me being with Uzo.”

She realized that the biggest obstacle to escaping Uzo was not actually Uzo, but this stubborn, unreasonable, and incompetent boss!
"If only we could have a more reasonable boss..."

One of the organization members slumped back onto the carpet, staring at the stark white ceiling, briefly lost in thought.

……

The organization's members are in dire straits, and all of this is clearly irrelevant to the high school students who are on vacation.

The ordinary detective Jiangxia is now living a happy and fulfilling life.

Time flew by, and soon the day I had arranged to meet with Miwako Sato arrived.

"It's quite hot today."

Jiang Xia tossed the prepared trench coat back into the closet, then rummaged through the closet next to it and pulled out a summer outfit that was appropriate for the season.

Then he picked up a ring box, opened it, looked inside, and casually tossed it into his bag.

The ghosts gathered around in confusion: Why are you wearing a ring to an amusement park?
Jiang Xia, adhering to the principle of taking a chance regardless of the outcome, said with anticipation: "Officer Sato is very popular in the First Investigation Division. Noah said they will be lying in ambush at the amusement park today, with more than thirty people in total. If there are a few top-notch love-obsessed individuals among them who are willing to take risks for love, we'll hit the jackpot today."

Matsuda Jinpei was stunned: "..." More than thirty people? All of them went to monitor a date? Aren't these police officers supposed to be on duty today?

Wait, compared to this...

“That’s right.” Jiang Xia suddenly looked at him. “If I have something to do and can’t activate the puppet, then you can pretend to take out the ring. You don’t have to actually give it to her. Just turn your back to Officer Sato and face the direction of the police officers. Take out the ring from time to time and look at it, pretending that you are about to propose.”

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

What an evil way to extract murderous intent! Just thinking about it makes my conscience ache.

Let's start now and pray that the medium's master won't encounter any other problems on his date.

But without other things happening, there will be no gains...

A ghost whose brain was stuck touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

……

the other side.

In a mysterious little group within the First Investigation Division.

Upon learning that Officer Sato had obtained two tickets to Dorobiga Park and was planning to take a day off, the atmosphere in the group chat immediately turned somber.

Officer Takagi was discussing work with Officer Shiratori, who had already been discharged from the hospital, when suddenly his phone vibrated once, then twice, and then started buzzing with messages like a motor had been turned on.

"Who sent me so many messages?" He pulled out his phone in confusion, glanced at it, and was shocked to find that he had been added to a group chat he had never seen before, with the name "Sato Miwako Defense Line".

Officer Takagi was completely bewildered, but instinctively sensed something was wrong: "This is..."

Officer Shiratori stood up straight, adjusted the gauze on his forehead, and solemnly extended his hand to him: "Although it's a little late, from now on, we're brothers on the same front line."

"Huh? Okay, but..." Officer Takagi shook his hand, puzzled, but finally couldn't help asking, "What does this mean?"

"Don't you understand?" Officer Shiratori chuckled softly. "It means exactly what it says—what kind of person do you think Officer Sato is?"

Officer Takagi got excited when he mentioned this: "She's very hardworking, has high professional ethics, is very kind, and very beautiful..."

Officer Shiratori interrupted: "That's right! She's kind and her attention is completely focused on her work. Such an innocent woman is easily deceived—so our mission as the Sato Miwako defense line is to prevent Officer Sato from being abducted by those with ill intentions."

Officer Takagi glanced down at the group chat and realized that the group had been created for some time. He belatedly wondered, "Why did you only add me to the group today?"

Officer Shiratori said sympathetically, "Because I only confirmed it today, that you are one of us too."

"..." Officer Takagi was on the verge of tears: Although it seemed like a warm compliment, it just didn't sound like a compliment.

He finally understood: "So your principle is that if you can't have it yourself, you can't let others have it either?"

Officer Shiratori clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Why do you always become so perceptive when you shouldn't be? Of course not. As I said, our main purpose is defense and screening. How could someone we can't even get past bring happiness to Officer Sato?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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