Conan: I won’t clean up my innocence after joining the organization

Metropolitan Police Department.

A figure stood in front of Matsuda Jinpei.

Putting one hand on the table, Miyamoto Yumi had already prepared a melon-eating expression.

And today she rushed over right after lunch break.

"Tell me, how was your date with Officer Tanihara the past two days? Did the place I chose have a special atmosphere?"

As soon as the word date came out, several glances from around them fell on the two of them.

Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his head, his expression a little irritable, "Who knows."

Obviously he just wanted to get to know Tanihara Ai, but he didn't expect that in just a few words, he would ask everyone around that guy.

Now he dare not recall Tanihara Ai's expression at that moment when she lowered her head.

He was obviously smiling, but he didn't seem to be smiling.

How did that guy live all these years?

"Isn't that a good place?" Miyamoto Yumi showed a hint of disgust, and for a moment she thought of the inexplicable letter her ex-boyfriend wrote to her.

"You shouldn't have used the method I gave you, right?"

"Those are the sure-fire secrets to love."

She said with a bit more pride in her mouth.

You must know that in the First Search Division, Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako also have their own contributions.

"I don't want it," Matsuda Jinpei turned his head, waved his hand, and started to chase people away, "Why do you come to our place every day? Go ahead."

Miyamoto Yumi covered her heart with a heartbroken expression, "I was the one who created the environment for you to be alone that day. I will repay you with kindness."

After holding the lunch box for a while, Matsuda Jinpei continued speaking indifferently, "I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Eat him and Gu Yuan.

After saying that, he paid no attention to Miyamoto Yumi. He put down his phone and took out his lunch box.

The flashing screen stopped Yumi Miyamoto, who was about to leave, from her steps.

An aunt's smile appeared on her face. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

"Look at those, are you choosing a place to express your love?"

"Huh?" After being told something central, several black lines appeared on Matsuda Jinpei's forehead.

"How about I tell you a few places that can definitely increase the chance of confession." Miyamoto Yumi laughed twice, and the information bank she held was about to be moved out.

"No." Matsuda Jinpei decisively refused.

As she started to eat, Miyamoto Yumi snorted angrily and turned around to leave.

Screen swipe in mobile phone.

Everywhere beautiful scenery passed through my eyes.

But soon, he put down his hand and the phone screen turned off.

In the afternoon, the surrounding area was much livelier.

After completing the bomb disposal work, Matsuda Jinpei took off his heavy explosion-proof suit.

He fell down on the sofa in the explosive ordnance disposal squad to catch up on his sleep.

And when he lay down, there were many deliberately noisy sounds around him. When he stood up again, the surroundings were instantly quiet again.

After going back and forth several times, Matsuda Jinpei still couldn't hold back and was about to yell when he was patted on the shoulder by Hagiwara Kenji who came after him.

Hagiwara Kenji gave Matsuda Jinpei a wink, with his hands on the corner of the sofa, looking at Matsuda Jinpei with interest.

"Jinpei-chan, I heard that you are going to confess your love to Xiao Ai?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Matsuda Jinpei was stunned and forgot what he had just done.

Hagiwara Kenji glanced at the person on the other side and said jokingly, "Well, everyone knows."

"And as expected, other departments also know about Jinpei-chan and Xiao Ai's date a few days ago."

He frowned unconsciously, Matsuda Jinpei was extremely irritable at the moment.

"It's so annoying, those people."

The people here are okay, but for some reason, Miwako Sato and Wataru Takagi have been complaining every day since they got together, and they find trouble with themselves from time to time.

"So," Hagiwara Kenji's smiling face came closer, his peach blossom eyes looked at Matsuda Jinpei, "Is Jinpei-chan really ready to confess?"

"Didn't you care about the person Xiao Ai liked before?"

When he mentioned that person, Matsuda Jinpei's expression changed a lot, "Huh, I don't care. I didn't say I wanted to confess my love now."

Reaching out and poking Matsuda Jinpei's face, Hagiwara Kenji smiled and said, "Jinpei-chan is just not very honest."

"If you want me to tell you, just tell Xiao Ai directly."

"I like you."

"It would be fine if it wasn't."

Matsuda Jinpei tilted his head, "No."

As if he felt that his tone was wrong, he spoke again, "I know what I should do, hagi, don't worry."

Hagiwara Kenji shrugged, "Well, then I'd better wait for the good news from Jinpei-chan."

"Yes." Matsuda Jinping responded.

On the way back from get off work, Matsuda Jinping took a detour to buy some incense.

Walking home, the figure who usually drinks in the living room is sitting on one side, flipping through a photo album.

Matsuda Jinpei came over, took a look, lit three incense sticks, and walked to the shrine in the corner of the living room.

A picture of a woman was placed in the center.

A soft crisp sound.

The hammer was struck.

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the woman in the photo.

He closed his eyes silently for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, Matsuda Jotaro also called him away.

Matsuda Jotaro turned to a page, and the photo was already a little yellowed.

His finger pointed at the woman in the photo, with a smile on his face.

"Tell me, your mother has always loved to laugh, and you brat never learned the same lesson."

There was a bit of disgust in his tone, and Matsuda Jotaro was pulled back to the past by his thoughts.

In the photo, there is a very sassy-looking woman who met Jotaro Matsuda on campus. They were both attracted to each other. As soon as they graduated, the two received their certificates.

Flipping through the pages of the photo album, I found that the woman who used to love riding motorcycles was pregnant. For the sake of the child, she had reduced some exciting activities. Even her hair was tied to one side like other people.

It's a pity later.

"I've never seen it, how do I know." Matsuda Jinpei curled his lips and sat opposite Matsuda Jotaro.

His mother died just after giving birth to him, and even he could only know one name from his father.

"You brat." The memory was interrupted, and Matsuda Jotaro felt helpless.

"That's your son too." Matsuda Jinpei replied.

"When will you bring my daughter-in-law back?"

"It's still early."

His voice was a little lower, and Matsuda Jinpei replied casually.

Matsuda Jotaro glanced at his expression.

"Where did you get this idea?"

It's a bit outrageous for him to say this himself.

My son follows his own personality.

Think about how his son's mother, who he directly pursued back then, could have such thoughts.

"No," Matsuda Jinpei said angrily, "That guy has someone he likes, so I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Matsuda Jotaro slapped him on the head, interrupting his words.

"Go forward, you brat, have you forgotten what I taught you before?!"