Needless to say, Okata's office can only barely accommodate a table, a computer, a chair, and himself. If he wants to go out, he can get up and walk two steps away and push it open...

He smiled helplessly, Okata sat in his position. Some of the chairs of the stern people seemed to have held his waist, and he had to maintain a tight position.

Although the office is small, there is no too much dust to be cleaned. It is obvious that someone has specially cleaned it before he comes. In front of Yu, is the oldest twelve-inch big head monitor, and next to it is the very old-looking chassis...

Not to mention that he has been since the 21st century and has been used to seeing LCDs and notebooks, even when he was in school in the United States, the computers in the microcomputer classrooms were more pleasing to the ones in front of him.

Okabaya breathed a sigh of relief. He originally thought he had completely integrated into this era, but when he faced the only entertainment program in front of him, he suddenly felt that he would definitely be bored to death.

After pressing the boot button, the chassis suddenly seemed to work together like a hair dryer and an electric fan. The annoying noise made him lack much interest.

In a very old boot screen, a large string of English codes kept flashing through the screen, like making a sentence, or like someone was typing something. Okabaya took a look at his watch and waited for more than two minutes before entering the boot interface.

So Ogata no longer wants to use this computer to do anything...

The rolling ball mouse creaked when pressed, and the keyboard typing felt like it was a bean curd. Ogata adapted, and all of these were within his acceptance range.

Because it is a computer from the Metropolitan Police Department, it is equipped with a dedicated firewall for the police. After some detection data flashed on the screen, Okabaya opened the familiar IE icon.

The internet speed is quite unsatisfactory. After all, he is using the Japanese police network. Okata found his email address and registered with the largest communications company in the United States. He quickly edited the content he wanted to send.

Crackly, although the old-fashioned keyboard affects the feel, for Okara, who can play the piano, the typing speed is still very fast. Almost every second, a set of English words appear in the editing bar.

After typing a large number of English emails, Okabaya began to add his contact email. The email was sent to an American friend he met when he was studying at Columbia University, Brown. His family is in the medical field, so he wanted to get some special equipment from this kid to facilitate his future work.

Today, Japan lags much behind the United States in the forensic field. So don’t mention it, buy some utensils that even Yikawa doesn’t know.

Not long after, a reply letter was shown in his email. After Okayama opened it, he found that it was Brown's reply, which was not beyond his expectations. This guy was indeed surfing the Internet at home.

The content of the reply was about asking what specifications the Xufang wanted and the price.

Ogata simply put up some of the instruments he needed, and let him take care of the price. At the end of the email, he left his address in Japan so that he could mail it.

.....

In the office, Okata was extremely bored and lit it with his mouse in a random way towards the computer's mine-sweeping machine. When he found that the screen was full of thunder, he was so angry that he wanted to find a plug-in to crack it.

If it weren't for nothing to do, O'Cha's own game that he was familiar with but had never played before.

Okata had played for countless games, and he kept thinking about things, so he was not very focused. He dug up thunder again and again, and was impressed by his boring behavior again and again.

Suddenly, the wooden door of his office was knocked on. Okara, who had been playing mines clearing for a morning, even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"En." Okata thought it would be Yikawa who was also idle and had nothing to do, but he didn't expect that the person who opened the door was Mikako Sato whom he met on the subway last time.

Mikako Sato had never been to the office of the autopsy department. Seeing that Okaga's place was so small, she smiled and said, "It seems that you didn't have the chance to ask me to sit down and talk."

Okabata smiled bitterly: "Let's go, I'll go out to chat with you."

After saying that, the two walked out of the office.

"How did you find it?" Okabaya looked at Mikako Sato who was in a good mood.

Mikako Sato chuckled: "A new forensic doctor has arrived in the autopsy department. The news spread in the Metropolitan Police this morning. So I come and see how Comrade Ogata, who has joined the organization, performs in his work!"

"Should I tell you that I lost more than thirty times in a row..." Okabaya said embarrassedly.

Mikako Sato thought Okata was joking, and she said, "You are not so bored, are you?"

"I feel so excited about buying a thunder and blew the office." Okabaya finally caught someone and chatted with him, so he complained.

Mikako Sato asked, "Have you had lunch yet? Come with me, I'll treat you to a meal that's much better than the cafeteria."

Ogata remembered that it seemed that he had promised this woman that if she was successfully admitted, she would invite her to dinner. Even if it was a big meal, Ogata would not let a woman treat her, so he happily agreed and decided to pay the bill by himself when he paid the bill.

......

When Mikako Sato led Okata to a fast food restaurant with a white bearded old man in a store with a prominent font written on it, Okata stopped.

"The big meal you mentioned is KFC, right?" Okao was speechless, looking at Mikako Sato as if she was looking at a monster.

Mikako Sato nodded and said in pain: "A burger is very expensive! I heard that you were studying in the United States before, and I was reluctant to come. You just became my colleague, so I invited you to have a big meal!"

"Thank you." Okabaya smiled a little moved when he heard this.

The two of them found a quiet corner. The traffic of KFC in this era is far less than that of later generations, so there are only a few tables of men and women, which is not noisy.

There were very few things that could be ordered, Ogata casually brought a burger and a cup of Coke.

But Mikako Sato was beyond Ogata's expectations and ordered a lot of things, including chicken wings and French fries...

"Can you eat it?" Okabaya asked.

Sato Mikako smiled and said, "It's okay, you can't eat it, you can't take it back."

Okata and Mikako Sato later talked about work. When he heard that Sato's level was actually the stoppage time of the Criminal Department, he was slightly surprised, because it was not easy for a female police officer as young as her to be second only to Meguro.

"Are you surprised?" Sato Mikako remembered that Okata grabbed his hand when he was on the subway that day and glared at him angrily.

Okabata pretended to be intimidating and trepidated: "I didn't expect that I offended a deputy police officer before I even started working."

"You're acting for a fake role. One day I'll find an acting school to teach you." Mikako Sato looked at him and chuckled.
Chapter completed!