Akihabara Pioneer Road Chapter 123: 【3 Pu’s 0 Jun 1 hair! ]
At the intersection of Capital High No. 5 and Xinlongqing Bridge, the siren was blaring.
The black-and-white police car of the Metropolitan Police Department has blocked half of the entire road. The ground is scattered with some parts of the car that have been scratched, and there are also several eye-catching brake marks on the asphalt road. Fortunately, no one was injured or injured in the traffic accident, and the truck, the light automatic vehicle and the taxi that were smashed by the accident were not in serious trouble.
Detective Yoshiharu Nishida, wearing a black trench coat, arrived at the scene from the Iidabashi Police Station of the Metropolitan Police Department and met the perpetrators and victims of the accident at the temporary investigation headquarters.
According to the confession of the parties, the driver of the large truck was fatigued and was in a state of slumber when he crossed the intersection that had turned into a red light. The driver of the light automatic vehicle and the driver of the taxi did not violate any regulations. Drive and be conscious.
It seems that this is a very common traffic accident caused by fatigue driving.
"Are the passengers uninjured?" Nishida looked at the transcript and asked the young police officer who had just participated in the interrogation.
"No one was injured. At that time, there were no other passengers in the large truck and light automatic vehicle except the driver, and there was only one passenger in the taxi. Because of the rush, he had already received the investigation record and left in a hurry." Young The police responded to Nishida in one and one by one way.
"In a hurry?" Nishida frowned slightly, "What's the matter with him?"
"The passenger seemed to be an editor of a publishing house. At that time, he was going to the printing factory to rush to hand in the manuscript. If he was late, it would affect the publication of the publication." The young policeman replied quickly.
"Yeah." Nishida flipped through the dossier and replied softly.
"But the man was probably irritated, and he was a little lost during the interrogation," the young police officer added, "and according to witnesses, a strange thing happened at the time of the accident."
"Oh?" Nishida raised his head and looked at his young colleague, waiting for his further report.
"The editor's name is 'Miura Toku'. According to the taxi driver's memory, he was looking at a stack of drawings before the accident. Then the truck hit the front of the taxi, and dozens of pages of drawings floated out of the car window and were caught in the wind. It's flying all over the sky."
"And then what?"
"Then something strange happened. After all the cars stopped, the editor Miura rushed out of the car door to pick up the drawings, but he returned to the taxi after a short time and got off with the rest of the luggage. The car, called the police and waited for the accident to be dealt with."
"How long?" Nishida asked.
"According to everyone's testimony, that's less than half a minute, maybe twenty seconds."
Nishida frowned and touched the stubble of his chin with his right hand—that was his habit of thinking.
Twenty seconds is indeed a bit fast to retrieve the draft that was blown away by the wind.
"How did he leave after that?" Nishida continued to inquire.
The young policeman handed Miura's transcript to Nishida and said, "He said he was in a hurry and should not stay for a long time, so he took another taxi and left after leaving his contact information."
Nishida carefully read the transcript of Miura's editing again, but he couldn't seem to find any other doubts.
"It's kind of interesting." Nishida felt a little excited.
Testimony is all material for reasoning until the truth is discovered!
And today's material, there are many articles in it!
"By the way, what's the title of his cartoon sketch?" Nishida asked.
"This..." the young policeman said with some embarrassment, "he said it was a commercial secret before publishing, and he would not say it anyway."
"That's right. Since it's a commercial secret, why did he take it out in a moving taxi to see it?" Nishida put down the hand that touched his chin, clenched it into a fist and tapped the table.
Twenty minutes ago.
At the moment when the traffic accident happened, Miura finally understood why the publishing house had so many rules and regulations!
It turns out that those crisis management cases that are usually practiced are really happening!
Earthquake drills, fire drills, including the worst manuscript loss!
It turns out that all these things happen!
I knew that this big truck would suddenly run a red light, why would I bother to read the original comic book that was about to be delivered to print in the taxi?
I blame myself for being so naive!
Now we can only race against time and minimize the loss!
Miura waited for the surrounding cars to come to a complete stop, ignoring the driver's dissuasion, opened the door and rushed out.
At this time, some of the drawings have fallen to the ground, and some are slowly descending from the air.
It's really appalling!
But when he was about to bend over to pick up the papers, he found that all the drawings were back in his gloved hands in the blink of an eye!
He looked up and down, left and right, and there was not a single drawing on the ground or in the sky!
And I have one, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, one is not bad!
What's even more amazing is that the drawings don't seem to be dirty at all, and each one is brand new!
What the **** is going on here?
I don't have time to figure this out, so hurry up and report it to the police. After the police arrive, explain the situation and go to the publishing house!
Miura almost rushed back into the taxi and put the sketches back into a kraft paper bag and stuffed them into the sketch box~IndoMTL.com~ and then answered the police call on the side of the road...
Time! What I desperately need now is time!
As long as we can get to the printing factory before printing starts, there is still hope!
The police car arrives, explain the reason, give priority to the record, and stop the taxi!
Come on! quick! quick!
Finally, 30 minutes before the start of the printing machine, Miura handed over the manuscript to a colleague in the printing factory!
Finally caught up!
A colleague said that he received a call from the editor-in-chief before and learned about the task of replacing the sketches this time.
Good work! Miura-san!
Miura wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, connected the phone of the editor Torishima, and reported the completion of the task to his boss.
In the printing workshop, the inking machine roared, spreading the photocopy of the manuscript on the huge recycled paper; the cutting machine accurately cut the huge paper into 16K, slightly larger than B5, and stacked them in order. A booklet; the binding machine injects glue on the packaging side and presses it, wraps the cover with glossy paper, and after cooling and air-drying, the colorful comics weekly "Juvenile Run" are finished, and they are piled up in the packaging area to wait for the packaging machine to bundle and package, and then send Go to major bookstores and convenience stores.
The printing and quality inspection workers took out one of the volumes and looked at the contents. There seemed to be no problems.
Huh? This issue seems to have started a new series.
The name is...
Detective Kenan! !
Seems a bit interesting.
In the office of the Igarashi Trading Company in Akihabara, Linda, who was sitting in front of his computer, also waved his hand on his forehead, and the long green channel that protruded from his head disappeared immediately...