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.

ï¿½Anything good happen today?ï¿½ I asked.

ï¿½You can say that,ï¿½ she replied.

ï¿½What happened?ï¿½ I asked her. She turned to me with a grin on her face.

ï¿½I found a new lead,ï¿½ she announced.

ï¿½Oh,ï¿½ I said, ï¿½Where?ï¿½ Baby Doll moved the mouse to wake up the computer screen.

ï¿½Tell me something,ï¿½ she said, ï¿½Feel like taking a little field trip to the city, little city boy?ï¿½

ï¿½What for?ï¿½ I asked.

ï¿½This lead requires that we have to go to Tokyo,ï¿½ she replied, ï¿½I would order the book from here, but itï¿½s too much of a hassle to pay the fee.ï¿½ She brought up the catalog and typed in the file that she desired. I raised an eyebrow when I read the title.

ï¿½File of Yakuza Police Records in Tokyo?ï¿½ I asked. I looked at her with an odd look on my face. ï¿½Why would you look at something like that?ï¿½ Baby Doll opened her notebook and showed me for notes again.

ï¿½I think the people who murdered me were involved in the Yakuza,ï¿½ she suggested. I backed up with her trying not to show my worries on my face.

ï¿½Whoa there,ï¿½ I said, ï¿½Youï¿½re talking about some serious shit here. Are you saying you got mixed up in the mob?ï¿½ The angel glared at me as if I was stupid.

ï¿½No,ï¿½ she growled, ï¿½Iï¿½m appealed that you would suggest that.ï¿½

ï¿½Then, why?ï¿½ I asked, still missing something here. She sighed and closed up her notebook.

ï¿½Suspect that the girl that they killed first was killed because she owned them drug money,ï¿½ she explained, ï¿½So, I figured that I would start there.ï¿½ I gave her a slightly nod.

ï¿½Ah, I see,ï¿½ I said, ï¿½That would make sense.ï¿½ Baby Doll smiled and nodded at me.

ï¿½So, you up for a little Tokyo field trip?ï¿½ she asked. I gave her a smile back.

ï¿½What day are we going?ï¿½ I asked.

ï¿½Saturday,ï¿½ she replied.

ï¿½Alright,ï¿½ I said without much thought to her offer. She patted me on the head like I was a little dog.

ï¿½Good boy,ï¿½ 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, itï¿½s nice to actually see Baby Doll smile for a change. Maybe I could get to smile more often. I shrugged in my mind. It wouldnï¿½t hurt to try, I suppose.