Chapter 952: Drunk driving

　　 Sunday, July 22, before the evening, Metropolitan Police Department.
　　Mouri drove over Yamazaki, Meidaizi, Sonoko, and Ran back to the Maori detective office. As soon as he got out of the car, he ran into the Yumi police officer, so he smiled and said hello, "Yumi police officer."
　　 "It's Mr. Mori, what's the matter?" The U.S. police officer stepped forward and laughed, then frowned, and sniffed.
not good! Maori was shocked, and quickly backed away, "Well, I left beforehand." He turned and ran.
　　 "Stop!" Officer Yumi glanced at the license plate, then ran after him, then saw Officer Sato and Officer Takagi appear in front of Mori, and immediately shouted, "Miwako, Takagi, you help me stop Mr. Mori."
　　 Maori was stopped, so he turned around and smiled flatteringly at Officer Yumi, "Um, Officer Yumi, this, this..."
　　 "No discussion." The U.S. police officer laughed.
　　 Police Officer Sato asked suspiciously: "Yumi, what happened to this?"
　　 "Drunk driving." The U.S. police officer said, and then couldn't help but smile, "I dare to come to the Metropolitan Police Department. This is self-initiated."
　　 Officer Sato and Officer Takagi couldn't help but laugh.
　　 Maori begged: "Please, please, I just drank a little in the morning, and now I am digested."
　　 Police officer Yumei grabbed Maori by the collar, "The smell of alcohol on my body is so big, it can't always be spilled. People didn't drink, but clothes drank instead?"
　　 Maori quickly said: "Yes, that's it, you guessed it all at once."
　　 "Oh? Then let's go for an inspection?" The U.S. police officer smirked, "But if the concentration is found to be high at that time, then..."
　　 "No no," Maori said bitterly, "That's it, that's it."
"Isn't that all right," the U.S. police officer loosened Maori's collar. "I only give you this opportunity for the sake of an acquaintance, and you have a clear consciousness. You must remember the lesson." Then he took out the ticket. While writing, he reported the license plate to Maori, "That’s right, Mr. Maori?"
　　 "This..." Maori's sweat came down.
　　 Officer Sato said, "Huh? I seem to have seen this license plate number."
　　 Yumi police officer asked, "Isn't it the wanted criminal's car?"
　　 "No, it seems to belong to the Megome Police Department." Officer Takagi said dubiously.
　　 "Huh? The car of the Megome Police Department?" Officer Yumi was surprised.
　　 Police Officer Sato smiled a little schadenly and said, "By the way, Mr. Mouri came to the Megumi Police Department last time to borrow a car to meet the client, saying that the Megome Police Department car can bring good luck."
　　 "So," Maori said, "Yumei police officer, please let me go this time, or just write a license plate."
　　 "Dreaming!" The U.S. police officer gleefully stuffed the ticket between Maori's hands, "You should explain it to the police department of the Mumu Police Department." Then he motioned for him to look behind him.
　　Momo Police Department came over, "What are you doing here? What happened? Maori, where's my car?"
　　 "That," Maori swallowed hard, "The key is here, you should look at it yourself." Then he gave the key and the ticket to the police department, then turned and ran.
　　 The police department of Mumu glanced at him and his face changed drastically, and shouted at Maori: "Maori, don't think I will lend you a car again!"
　　 "I was wrong, forgive me this time!" Maori yelled without looking back as he ran. ...
　　 On the other side, Miyamoto's, living room.
　　 At the dinner of the Miyamoto family, Mei Daizi talked about Lan, and then said, "I bet that Lan was really thinking about that issue at the time. If it weren't for the person who said he was joking, things would be bad."
　　 Miko Miyamoto asked, "If that were the case, what would you do?"
　　 "Simple, throw that guy to Africa, so that Lan can't see him forever." Mei Daizi laughed.
　　 Miko Miyamoto asked, "Is it illegal to imprison the freedom of life?"
　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said: "It's not in China, find him an indigenous tribe..."
　　 "Pop!" Miko Miyamoto offered a chestnut, "Good idea, but not commendable."
　　 Mei Daizi rubbed the sore spot and complained, "Really, just talk about it." Then she asked, "Yes, that's what I said right?"
　　 Miko Miyamoto said, "For Ran, it's okay." Then he said, "But this kind of thing that determines a person's fate can not be done without doing it, and there are other ways to solve this matter."
　　 Mei Daizi asked: "What?"
　　 Yamazaki smiled and said: "The easiest way is to write a divorce letter and stamp his handprints on it. Even if he says he was forced, it is enough for Ran."
　　 Mei Daizi smiled and said, "By the way, Lan was just forced to a blind spot and couldn't get off the stage. This thing is the best step."
　　 Miko Miyamoto said, "Alright, let's eat."
　　 "Yeah?" Mei Daizi asked, "I thought my mother would ask me about my outlook on life?"
　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and asked, "Then have you figured out how to answer it?"
　　 "Not yet." Mei Daizi said, shaking her head, and then added, "I really thought about it."
　　 "Then don't think about it," Miko Miyamoto said.
"Really?" Mei Daizi asked ~EbookFREE.me~ Yes, it doesn't matter whether the outlook on life has it or not, it doesn't matter. After the outlook on life is formed, it will become the norm for people to do things. When observing things, there will be feelings of disgust and unacceptance, which will lead to ignorance of things and restrain their own behavior. "Miko Miyamoto smiled, "Anyone who knows what kind of person he wants to be and what he wants to do is fine. You don't need to restrict yourself with the outlook on life, otherwise, in case you encounter a life outlook when you are moving towards your ideal It’s painful if you have to go over it. "
　　 "That's it." Mei Daizi said.
Miko Miyamoto said: "Take the thing you just said, Mr. Araki has no scruples, from fishing to offshore breeding, so he became a rich man, I think this is his ideal; and the next article The husband was scrupulous, but after the same time, he was still a fisherman. I think this is definitely not his ideal."
　　 "Of course." Mei Daizi smiled, "He must also want to be a rich man, not a fisherman all his life."
Miko Miyamoto said, "There are only two ways a fisherman does not want to be a fisherman. One is luck, such as winning the lottery and catching precious fish, and the other is to study hard to strengthen himself." Then he said, "You remember, The latter is the right way, and it applies to everyone who wants to change their destiny."
　　 "I see." Mei Daizi said.
　　 Miko Miyamoto smiled and said, "Alright, let's eat."...
　　 The next day, Monday, in the morning, five-chome, Yonehuacho.
Yamazaki, Meidaizi, Yuanzi, and Lan came back from the school with the notification form. Before they went downstairs at the Maori detective office, they heard Maori's "howling". Yamazaki, Meidaizi, and Yuanzi laughed together. , And Lan's face turned red. ...