Chapter 22 Section 6

"Yumie is asking me out for the first time, and I was looking forward to hearing the good news from you, but it doesn't feel like that's the case." Sakai Goro said, stopping poking the steak with his fork. He glanced at Yumi, smiled slightly, and then put the sliced ​​meat into his mouth.Then, he continued in a cheerful tone: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about it. If you hate me, just tell me. I'm used to being dumped. It's no big deal to have more lovelorn experiences. You don't have to worry about my feelings." "Huh?" Yumi asked back.Then, she understood what he was talking about.She said with a slightly gentle face: "Oh, you misunderstood. I asked you out today, not to answer you. That matter, can you wait for me a little longer?"

This time Goro let out a "Huh".Then, perhaps understanding the meaning of her words, she smiled with white teeth. "I see, so it wasn't for that matter. Well, of course I'll wait any longer." However, he stared at Yumi's face, "Today's Yumi looks a bit strange. You don't talk much, and you don't seem to Appetite. Did something happen in the company?" "Well, it's not because of this..." Yumi put down the knife and fork with more than half of the steak left.She really has no appetite.In the past, whenever she had troubles, it would immediately affect her appetite.

When she was about to leave work today, she decided to discuss with Goro. She calls Goro’s department and asks if he can meet tonight. He happily replied: "I am scheduled to work overtime, but I will try to leave early." After meeting at the coffee shop at seven o'clock, the two came to the steakhouse they had visited several times before.This store attracts customers with reasonable prices and large portions, and the figure of bringing families is particularly conspicuous. "Is it about the murder?" Goro asked Yumi in a low voice, "It seems that someone was killed again, what's wrong with this?"

Yumi bowed her head silently, and after a while she made up her mind, pulled the paper bag aside, and took out a folder from it. "I want you to see this." Yumi handed it to Goro across the table. He put down the knife and fork, wiped his hands with a napkin, and accepted the folder suspiciously. "Forty-ninth annual work plan... what is this?" "In short, you read the content first." Goro nodded and opened the cover.At first, there was an unbelievable expression on his face, but it turned into a tense expression. Yumi thought: I probably had the same expression when I found this folder.

"Yumie, this..." Goro raised his head, his face livid. "Today, I accidentally found it in the cabinet of the head of the cleaning room. I was shocked. Goro, let me ask you, what do you think is going on?" He flipped through the folder again, then shook his head and said, "I don't know. But if you think about it carefully, maybe it's not worth making a fuss about. From the standpoint of Mr. Nishina, this kind of thing must be preserved." "A fictitious theme as the forty-ninth annual work plan?" Yumi said, and Goro fell silent. "I find it very strange. I always feel that there is something hidden behind this incident."

"Yumie, have you told anyone... about the detective?" Yumi shook her head. "Mr. Interpol came today. I wanted to tell him, but I didn't. I don't want to act rashly on this matter." "I understand." Goro said. "So, what are you going to do?" "En," Gong Qiang nodded, then looked at his face again. "I always feel that this has something to do with the director's transfer of me to the current department. Also, it is also related to many things that have happened during this period." "Related to the murder case? No way..." Goro blinked frequently and licked his lips.

"I have no basis either. But I just feel so strongly. Let me ask you, Goro, will you help me?" "Of course, I will go through fire and water for you." "I want to investigate it myself. Although I can't guess what it is related to, I want to investigate as much as possible for the time being." Then, Yumi said to Goro: "Otherwise, I can't answer you." Goro stared intently into her eyes, then murmured, "Maybe."