Field Trip
-Masayuki-
Three weeks later, Baby Doll was in a good mood. I have to admit, it is a nice change to actually see her smiling. I put my elbows on the desk next to her.
"Anything good happen today?" I asked.
"You can say that," she replied.
"What happened?" I asked her. She turned to me with a grin on her face.
"I found a new lead," she announced.
"Oh," I said, "Where?" Baby Doll moved the mouse to wake up the computer screen.
"Tell me something," she said, "Feel like taking a little field trip to the city, little city boy?"
"What for?" I asked.
"This lead requires that we have to go to Tokyo," she replied, "I would order the book from here, but it's too much of a hassle to pay the fee." She brought up the catalog and typed in the file that she desired. I raised an eyebrow when I read the title.
"File of Yakuza Police Records in Tokyo?" I asked. I looked at her with an odd look on my face. "Why would you look at something like that?" Baby Doll opened her notebook and showed me for notes again.
"I think the people who murdered me were involved in the Yakuza," she suggested. I backed up with her trying not to show my worries on my face.
"Whoa there," I said, "You're talking about some serious shit here. Are you saying you got mixed up in the mob?" The angel glared at me as if I was stupid.
"No," she growled, "I'm appealed that you would suggest that."
"Then, why?" I asked, still missing something here. She sighed and closed up her notebook.
"Suspect that the girl that they killed first was killed because she owned them drug money," she explained, "So, I figured that I would start there." I gave her a slightly nod.
"Ah, I see," I said, "That would make sense." Baby Doll smiled and nodded at me.
"So, you up for a little Tokyo field trip?" she asked. I gave her a smile back.
"What day are we going?" I asked.
"Saturday," she replied.
"Alright," I said without much thought to her offer. She patted me on the head like I was a little dog.
"Good boy," she said. I said nothing as she returned to the computer screen and wrote down the call numbers for the file.
This just gets more amusing to me with each turn. Plus, it's nice to actually see Baby Doll smile for a change. Maybe I could get to smile more often. I shrugged in my mind. It wouldn't hurt to try, I suppose.