After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The doorbell broke the calm of the rest day.

Amamiya Qianxue rubbed her still hazy eyes. The day before the move, she was still busy with tasks, so she was really sleepy.

Amamiya Chiyuki walked to the monitor, cleared her throat and asked, "Hello, this is Kurosawa's house, what's the matter?"

I don't know how to give a good return gift, so I thought of inviting you to the next cherry blossom viewing party, so that you can get to know other people in the apartment easily, how about it, are you interested in participating??"

"In an hour, how about I take you there?" The gentle-looking Mrs. Iguchi was very happy.

"Okay, I'll pack myself first." Amamiya Qianxue nodded slightly towards the monitor.

After sending away the neighbor Mrs. Iguchi, Amamiya Qianxue kneaded her forehead, which was a little sore from sleeping for too long, why did she agree to go to the cherry blossom viewing party, because she wanted to create a completely and Amamiya Qianxue different images.

It was too terrifying to be found out, she didn't want to see a global "Death is coming" in her world 7 years later.

After all, it was really troublesome for Nanxiong.

In the garden of the apartment, a row of cherry blossoms are also bathed in the golden sunlight, and the branches and buds are intertwined, as if weaving a pink cloud.

Matsuda Jinping leaned against the big tree boredly, and his friend Hagihara Kenji was chatting happily with a few girls, and seemed to have completely forgotten a certain curly-haired tame dyed by himself. .

This cherry blossom viewing party, Matsuda Jinping has no interest at all.

Matsuda Jinhei thought irresponsibly, this is probably Hagi's revenge for his failure to cook yesterday.

After all, according to the rules of housework rotation, he should have cooked yesterday.

Besides, he also wanted to confirm whether Xiao Zhenping was only obsessed with the neighbor's Miss Kurosawa, or whether there was a possibility of relying on the scumbag.

It was too boring, Matsuda Jinping took out his mobile phone and swiped the news on the web page boringly, swiping his fingers, he swiped a news, "Mihua port found a batch of smuggled explosives/explosives/objects, The police are currently working overtime to investigate, please pay attention to the Mihuacho Express for more follow-up information, and you will not miss any first-hand news."

Because it was related to explosion/explosive/object, Matsuda Jinping's eyes stayed on the news for a few more seconds.

I wanted to swipe quickly after reading it, but after seeing a suspected candid photo, Matsuda Jinping's pupils shrank violently, because from the perspective of the photo, the inside The bomb/bomb is very similar to the one that Amamiya handed him to deal with.

A mixed emotion flooded his heart, making his hand holding the phone tremble.

He's been looking for clues for two years! !

He didn't know how to describe the emotion in his heart. He tried to take several deep breaths to calm his bulging and shaking chest.

Then dragged her friend who was still laughing.

"Sorry, I'll borrow this guy for a while."

Leaving a few girls who didn't respond, just watching a curly-haired young man in a black suit and a little fierce take away Kenji Hagihara in the center.

Hagihara Kenji looked puzzled, "What's wrong? Suddenly so anxious?"

The two came to a slightly remote path.

"This, Hagi, familiar." Matsuda Jinhei held up the phone and put the photo in front of his friend.

Kenji Hagihara's doubtful expression immediately became serious, "This is Amamiya!??"

"Yes! After searching for so long, I finally found a clue, and I'm going to investigate this case." Matsuda Jinping's voice was very determined and did not waver at all.

Hagihara Kenji patted his friend's shoulder, "What are you talking about, this is not under the control of the mobile team! This is a smuggling case! Please stay awake."

"Then I'll apply for a transfer to the department in charge of this case. If it doesn't work, then I'll resign. I can't let this clue go."

"Are you crazy??" Hagihara Kenji's eyes widened.

"I'm not crazy, I'm sober!" The words were loud and clear.

Hagihara Kenji took a deep breath and was ready to talk to him. Before he could say anything, he saw two figures walking out of the corner, and he gestured to his friend with his eyes. He stopped talking.

The people who came out of the corner were Mrs. Iguchi, the organizer of this cherry blossom viewing party, and Yuki Kurosawa, a new neighbor.

Mrs. Iguchi looked a little surprised, "Ah, Mr. Hagihara and Mr. Matsuda, you are here, good morning."

"Good morning." Hagihara Kenji greeted, and by the way, he pushed his friend without any trace, telling him to stop staring at Miss Kurosawa.

Yes, when Miss Kurosawa just walked out of there, his friend, Matsuda · Scumbag Reserve Army · Jinping, his eyes were glued to others.

He admits that Miss Kurosawa looks very good in this blue dress, which complements her tall figure and has a great temperament, but it can't be like this...

Yuki Kurosawa, wearing a dark blue beret, smiled and nodded slightly: "Good morning, are you two coming to the cherry blossom viewing party?"

"Well, yes, after all, today is a day off, and the weather is also very good. The cakes that Miss Kurosawa sent yesterday were delicious, I haven't decided what to give to Kurosawa. Miss." Hagihara Kenji decided to ignore his friend and pretend he didn't exist.

Mrs. Iguchi interjected, "That pastry tastes really good, Miss Kurosawa, please tell me where you bought it?"

How's it going?" Kurosawa Yuki said with a smile and turned to look at the two young people opposite, "Do you want it too? I can book together."

Hagihara Kenji waved his hands busy, "No, no, that's too much trouble. Miss Kurosawa is too kind."

Mrs. Iguchi quickly refused when she heard it was such a trouble.

But the unexpected happened.

I only heard Matsuda Jinping blurt out: "I want it."

For a while, the rest of the people present were embarrassed, including himself with a shocked expression.

The smile on the corner of Hagihara Kenji's mouth couldn't be hung up, he pressed his friend's head and started to apologize, "I'm sorry, he's been too busy recently and didn't have a good rest, he was talking nonsense just now, Miss Kurosawa doesn't need it. Don't care what he said, right, Matsuda Jinpei?"

Speaking of the last words, Hagihara Kenji squinted at the people around him.

Seeing his friend playing a roundabout way for him, Matsuda Jinping scratched his hair and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright, if Mr. Matsuda wants, I'll go back and make a reservation soon. No matter how busy work is, you should pay attention to rest." Kurosawa Yuki smiled, seeming to him I don't care about that abrupt statement.

Jinping Matsuda raised his head suddenly, and the smile of the person opposite made him a little dazed. He hesitated for a while and asked, "Miss Kurosawa, have we really never met before?" A strange familiarity engulfed his brain that he couldn't ignore.

? ?

Are you really looking for a double? ?

Mrs. Iguchi glanced at the three of them, always feeling that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so she found a reason to leave first.

Immediately afterwards, there were three people left at the scene, staring at each other.

When Kurosawa Yuki heard those words, the faint smile on her face froze at first, and then returned to normal, her brows were warmer than this spring sunshine, she shook Nodding his head, he said slowly: "It should be the first time, or have we met by chance before? Or, maybe in a dream??"

"No, I don't think it's a dream." He shook his head firmly, and was about to say a few more words, and then he was directly covered by Hagihara Kenji, who couldn't bear to watch.

Hagihara Kenji tried his best to maintain a smile, "I'm sorry, Miss Kurosawa, don't be angry, don't pay attention to his nonsense, I'll take him away. By the way, there's that cake. No need to make an appointment, really!"

"This..., it's alright." Kurosawa Yuki watched the two leave with a smile, and when she saw their figures go away, she said to herself in an inaudible voice: "I I'm not angry, and I don't think it's... nonsense..."

Matsuda Jinping, who was dragged directly to the apartment elevator, broke free from his friend's restraint in dissatisfaction, "Okay, what are you doing?"

"I want to ask you what else you are doing, are you really planning to become a scumbag?"

Matsuda Jinhei smacked his lips, took out a cigarette from his pocket, the lit blue smoke enveloped his frowning brows, "I can't tell, but I think she is very familiar. , I feel like Amamiya."

"I understand, you probably don't want to be a scumbag, but need to see a psychiatrist." Hagihara Kenji was also extremely irritable by his friend, and also took out a cigarette.

Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Probably..."

Hagihara Kenji leaned against the wall and asked softly, "Do you still dream of Amamiya?"

"It was gone a few months ago, Hagi, do you think she might still be alive?"

"I don't even say that it is impossible for people to be resurrected from death. The explosion that night shocked the residents of a building. Under the watchful eyes, you think there will be suspended animation. What kind of thing?? Is it true that the fall from the sky is true, is it true that the bomb/bomb explosion is true, that is a 20-story building!"

Matsuda Jinping propped his forehead and raised his bangs, with a cigarette in his mouth, leaning against the wall a little decadently, he stared at the lingering smoke and muttered to himself: "You said That's right, how could it be in that situation... So I still want to avenge Amamiya, and I will definitely investigate that smuggling case."

The words are very light, but the firm determination hidden inside can be heard by anyone.

Including Amamiya Chiyuki who was standing near the gate of the apartment, she slowly closed her eyes, her heart was full of complicated emotions that could not be expressed.

It is a warm and soft warmth, which makes her sweet.

When Hagihara Kenji saw the written document of the transfer, he never thought that his friends would actually find a way.

He was actually temporarily transferred from the mobile team to a search lesson in handling this matter.

"How did you do it?" Hagihara Kenji was surprised.

Matsuda Jinping buried his head in looking at the information, and said without looking up: "I went to the Mumu police department, and he said that this may be related to Amamiya's death, he immediately agreed to and The superior made a report and helped me to be transferred to the search class as a special assistance officer of the mobile team."

"So, you won't report to the mobile team from tomorrow??" Hagihara Kenji crossed his arms.

Matsuda Jinping nodded, "Sorry, Hagi. Originally, I was the one who took you with you when you went to the mobile team, but now I came out first."

"Aren't you coming back after investigating this case?" Hagihara Kenji didn't understand.

Matsuda Jinping looked a little dignified, "It is estimated that he will not be back in a while. This case is a bit serious, and there are many things involved."

"Isn't it better, I'm too lazy to care about you, clean up those messes for you, you can go outside and harm other people." Hagihara Kenji looked disgusted, shook his head and walked into himself s room.

Matsuda Jin glanced at his friend's back, and was interrupted by the doorbell just as he was about to continue researching materials.

He frowned and looked at the monitor, and found Yuki Kurosawa in a black suit standing outside.

He looked a little flustered and hesitated for a while before answering the doorbell.

"Hello, this is Yuki Kurosawa. Last time Mr. Matsuda said he wanted the cake, so I just went to get it after get off work today."

Matsuda Jinping opened the door, not daring to look at the person on the opposite side, glanced elsewhere and said, "Thank you, I have caused you trouble."

"No, I'm happy that Mr. Matsuda likes what I choose." Kurosawa Yuki maintained a social polite smile and soft words.

Matsuda Jinping looked at the gift box in his hand and thought, "I'll give you the money, it's two copies, this thing is not cheap."

Kurosawa Yuki waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, no, Mr. Matsuda likes it, then I'll go back first."

After she said that, she nodded slightly and was about to turn to leave, but when she turned around, she was stopped by Matsuda Jinping.

"Wait!" There was anxiety in the voice.

"In return, let me invite you to dinner." With great courage, he made the invitation, his voice trembling.

Kurosawa Yuki's face was stunned, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded, "Huh??"

"Originally, this kind of gift is beyond the value. Hagi and I are both boys. We don't understand this, so please let me treat you to a meal as a reward!" Did he never think that he would make excuses like this?

But let him just ignore that familiarity, he can't.

After being silent for a while, Kurosawa Yuki lowered her eyes slightly and seemed to be a little confused. She asked in a low voice, "Mr. Matsuda, are you sure?"

"Sure." He nodded, then asked softly in a hoarse voice, "Can you?"

Don't refuse..., don't refuse, if you refuse, he really doesn't know what to do.

Kurozawa Yuki raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite for a few seconds, and his eyes seemed to have a little helpless compromise, "Then... well, but only once."

"Okay, once is enough."

Then she nodded and walked towards the door of her house. There was a subtle emotion in her half-drooping eyes. Once, just indulge a little, it's nothing.