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He slowly recited this self-composed poem, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he had really returned to the beginning of his detective career full of challenges and passion.

Sato Miwako was deeply attracted by this sudden poem, and her emotions that were about to burst out instantly disappeared, replaced by a face full of curiosity and confusion.

She blinked her bright big eyes and asked like a good baby eager for knowledge: "What does this mean?"

Seeing this, Ishikawa Takeshi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and was secretly proud in his heart.

He seemed to have found the secret to getting along with Sato Miwako - that is to divert her attention with topics that she was interested in.

He cleared his throat and began to explain: "This poem is about my daily life as a detective.

I have been in this world full of unknowns and dangers since I was young, and I have been shuttling between various cases in uniform every day.

I started my busy work before the first ray of sunlight in the morning fully illuminated the earth; I didn't return home until night fell and the sky was full of stars.

Although this kind of life is hard, every time I solve a case and get justice for the victim, the sense of accomplishment makes me feel that all the efforts are worth it."

As Ishikawa Takeshi told the story, Sato Miwako's eyes gradually filled with admiration and understanding.

She seemed to see a different Ishikawa Takeshi - a detective who is not only humorous and cynical, but also has firm beliefs and deep emotions.

At this moment, her view of him quietly changed.

And just then, a familiar sound of footsteps interrupted their conversation.

Inspector Megure and Takagi Wataru returned from the headquarters and happened to hear Takeshi Ishikawa's poetry recitation.

The fat police inspector looked at Takeshi Ishikawa with a surprised look on his face. He obviously didn't expect that this partner who usually loves to be lazy would have such a side.

He smiled and patted Takeshi Ishikawa on the shoulder and said, "Brother Takeshi Ishikawa, you are really a treasure boy! Tell me about the inspiration of your poem Takeshi Ishikawa!"

Takeshi Ishikawa smiled and shook his head and said, "Where is the inspiration Takeshi Ishikawa? It's just a doodle."

But he knew very well in his heart that the inspiration of this poem was Takeshi Ishikawa's love and persistence for detective work and the subtle emotional entanglement between him and Miwako Sato.

Suddenly, a tense atmosphere filled the air, as if the fine dust was solidified by this sudden and gentle voice.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on the man who stepped into the office of the First Investigation Division.

He was wearing a fitted blue suit, with his chest held high, showing a formality and rigor that could not be ignored.

On his forehead, a slightly unruly raised hairline gave this calm face a unique charm.

His eyes were full of energy, as if they could see deep into the depths, making it impossible for people to look directly at them.

The appearance of the newcomer, and the surroundingSome busy or colleagues formed a sharp contrast.

He has an indescribable temperament, which is a kind of self-confidence and calmness, as if he belongs here.

In contrast, those police officers who usually claim to be elites seem a little eclipsed at this moment.

"I think if I am not mistaken, this should be an ancient poem from a neighboring country. His voice is neither high nor low, and it is just right to reach everyone's ears, with an imperceptible provocation.

It immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Everyone stopped their work and talked, curious about this new colleague, wanting to hear how he would interpret this poem.

He continued: "The general idea is that in his twenties, he had to put on that heavy suit in order to make a living.

When the first ray of light completely illuminated the earth, he had already hurriedly replaced the comfort and enjoyment he pursued, but solved the cases and caught the thieves, the problems that plagued the society. However, whenever night fell and everything was silent, his work was over.

Fatigue and sleepiness intertwined, and he couldn't help but have a desire. (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But even so, he stopped and chose to stay in the office until the bell rang for the end of get off work

Speaking of this, his tone and eyes swept across, as if he was looking for something.

It's embarrassing enough. I didn't expect that there are such worms in the Metropolitan Police Department! "This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.

For a while, the whole office was quiet, and only the occasional car outside the window could be heard.

However, Ishikawa Takeshi was not panicked or angry. On the contrary, he slowly sat up and put away his usual appearance, revealing a kind of look in his eyes.

As a "nobleman" who has received special education, he must maintain etiquette, even when facing provocation.

He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the new colleague with a kind of look..