My NPC is going to make real wine today

In the days of studying abroad 3. Don’t panic when you encounter something, send an ins first

This boy is Qingshuiliang.In order not to be caught by the organization, she simply changed her gender when she disguised herself, and she didn't behave like her.

At this time, looking at Miwako Sato's back, she tapped the system: [Is that Officer Sato? ]

She knocked five or six times tirelessly before the system replied: [It's her. ]

Sure enough... Such a gentle, beautiful and temperamental woman could not be an ordinary passerby, Shimizu Ryo thought, but luckily she followed her intuition and stuck a bug on Miwako Sato's sleeve.

Don't get me wrong, Qing Shuiliang is not trying to do bad things, she just needs to get the information from the Metropolitan Police Department in time.Qing Shuiliang judged that the action of the bomber should be in these two days, but she must know more accurate first-hand news.

The bug persisted tenaciously all night without being discovered. The next day was a sunny day. Shimizu Ryo lay dead on a public bench in the amusement park, listening to Officer Sato arguing with Matsuda Jinhei from the beginning of work on the earphones. To be more precise, Matsuda Jinpei unilaterally choked this serious policewoman speechless.

Shimizu Liang just seemed to be able to feel the suffocation that Sato Miwako's chest was on fire but couldn't burst out.

By the way, because Hagiwara Kenji did not die in the bombing, Matsuda Jinpei's transfer to the first investigation section this time was purely his own doing - because he always disobeyed orders and acted without authorization, he was transferred away to calm down.

So this handsome guy is now like a small firecracker, blowing up anyone he sees.

Topped the Metropolitan Police Department's first search class, the number one list of men who are hated by male police officers.And sit still.

"Mom, this person is so strange..." The five or six-year-old boy was led by the young mother as he passed the bench where Qingshuiliang was lying. The little boy pulled his mother's hand and said in a low voice.

It was useless, it was all heard.

It is said that the bench is only more than one meter long, which is not enough for Qingshuiliang to lie down on. At this time, she shrank to the side of the bench, dangling her legs on the hand railing, in order to prevent someone from sitting on the bench. With the spare part of the bench facing her, Shimizu Ryo stretched out his arms and grabbed the iron pillar of the hand railing on the other side.

Then he laughed twice when he heard Matsuda Jinpei's irritable speech in the earphones.

...It seems to be suspected of being a little perverted.

Qing Shuiliang silently let go of his hands and sat up, watching the little boy quietly.Seeing her, the little boy took two steps back, shrank behind his mother, poked his head out and looked at Qing Shuiliang.

Is there a competition? Kid——I won't lose, Qing Shuiliang thought.

The young man's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the hazy purple pupils behind the silver-rimmed glasses unconsciously exuded a melancholy but firm temperament, and his thin figure seemed to be crumbling.

"You can't say that, Yuta." The young mother touched the child's head, "My brother is sick."

Then she threw a handful of change into the beret resting on Shimizu Ryo's belly.

"What a poor child, be strong!"

That was the beret that Qing Shuiliang specially wore to prevent it from raining again today.

She picked up the change in the beret and looked at it, and became even more silent—ah, this...you can do business by the way.

Unexpected ways to make money have increased.

Qing Shuiliang sat cross-legged on the bench, holding the beret in front of him.Compared with her peers, Qing Shuiliang is obviously not professional enough, because she has neither sad stories nor skills to sell. The strange thing is that the business is pretty good—but I don’t know why most of the customers who come to visit are women.

Is it because women are more compassionate?

At around 11 o'clock, there was a commotion from the first search class in the earphones, Qing Shuiliang, who was already dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes, and smiled apologetically at the young lady in front of him who was slightly scared by her.

"Sorry, it's closed today, please visit us next time."

……

"Don't you understand? The warriors of the round table have already said that they will empty seat No. 72 and wait for us to go there. If there is a round table with 72 seats, naturally the only one is the largest Ferris wheel in Japan at the Kubado shopping mall. "

Matsuda Jinhei took the lead out of the search lesson with the toolbox in hand.

The explosion four years ago, if Hagi had gone a little earlier, he would have been involved... Then he would have lost his best friend forever.

This hateful bomber, he will definitely catch it with his own hands and throw him into prison!

When policemen Megushisan, Shiratori Rensaburo, Matsuda Jinpei, and Sato Miwako rushed to the Ferris wheel, the control panel of the Ferris wheel had been blown up and could not be used, and the cable car with the number 72 just moved to the platform.

Matsuda Jinpei jumped up, stopped Miwako Sato who was about to follow, and then dismantled the bomb himself——

It was supposed to be like this.

Matsuda Jinpei felt dizzy looking at the boy in front of him.

"Little devil, where did you come from?"

Just now the cable car moved to a distance of about one meter from the ground, and Matsuda Jinpei was about to close the cabin door, when the boy nimbly jumped over the fence and climbed up by grabbing the edge of the cable car.

The boy tilted his head, his short black hair swayed like water waves, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

"Please don't call me a brat, I'm 20 this year, no, 30—it's cool to be 180, well, I'm 180, please treat me with more respect.

I came up from below, if you want to ask me why I came up, because it looks very interesting~"

The boy's tone was respectful, but what he said made people feel the urge to beat him up.

The time for the cable car to speak was already in mid-air, and it was too late to kick the boy down at this moment.Matsuda Jinpei glanced at him, "Stay aside, this is not a joke."

Matsuda Jinhei restrained his usual laughing appearance, and his black pupils focused on the bomb found under the seat.

The boy blinked, quietly huddled on the seat on the other side, and cast his gaze out of the glass of the cable car.

Matsuda Jinpei's mobile phone rang, and the man answered the phone with the bomb removed, and the voice of police officer Megure yelling came from inside.

"What happened to the boy who followed me just now! Matsuda-kun, do you know him!"

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the young man behind him. The young man leaned on the window sill and turned his head, with a shy smile on his lips, and a slight blush on his pale cheeks.

Who are you shy at this time?

"I don't know. But don't worry, this kind of bomb..." In the middle of Matsuda Jinpei's words, there was a violent vibration. The cable car that had reached a high place stopped tremblingly, and the mercury column of the bomb was activated.

There are only 5 minutes left for Matsuda Jinpei.

The voice on the phone changed to Miwako Sato's worried words again.

"Officer Matsuda, are you okay?"

"This police officer is really courageous, I really have to praise you for this courage...I will hint to you, where is another fireworks bigger than this, you will see my hint 3 seconds before it explodes , I wish you success in advance.”

Matsuda Zhen calmly read a few words on the LCD screen... It seems that it will not be good.

When he was talking to Miwako Sato, he noticed that the boy had been looking out the window, with silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his pale face always made people worry that he might faint in a second.

"Little devil, are you afraid?"

Hanging up the phone, Matsuda Jinhei bit a cigarette, and his disheveled curly hair was rubbed even more messily by him, "It's okay if you're afraid... I'm sorry, I want you to die with me—speaking of which, you have been looking at what?"

"It's nothing." The boy pushed down his glasses with his ring finger. "When I observe a special event, I choose to compare the number of people watching and staying away."

Matsuda Jinhei smiled, "What are you doing to observe this?"

"Because a friend of mine is an expert in the study of human behavior. If I record this and tell him, he will be happy."

When Matsuda Jinpei heard the boy's words, he was suddenly very sad... If the boy died here, this record would never be able to reach his friends again.

Oh my friend……

"You don't stop."

"what?"

"I said bomb disposal... you can't give up until the last moment. You can dismantle it until the last step. Anyway, as long as the LCD screen can still work, won't it be enough?"

Although she looks calm, she is still scared after all, right?

Matsuda Jinpei followed the boy's advice - just to give him a consolation.

"I haven't asked you what your name is yet? My name is Matsuda Jinpei. As you can see, I'm a policeman." Matsuda Jinpei's cigarette was lit, and he ignored the no-smoking sign. White smoke curled from the top of his head when he spoke. Head out like a chimney.

"Soheli Zomu," said the boy solemnly.

"Soheli Zomu? Are you a foreigner?"

"That's right, mixed blood."

"..."

Matsuda Jinhei carefully examined the boy's appearance, except for his pale complexion, he couldn't see the feeling of mixed race... No, looking carefully, it seems that his eyebrows and eyes are deeper than that of ordinary Japanese.

The boy smiled shyly again, "You can just call me Xixi, that's my nickname."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

It's quite rude, and this nickname is too girly!

"Sohi." This was Matsuda Jinpei's last struggle.

The bomb disposal step stopped at the last step, and there was still a minute and a half before the explosion.Soheli took off his silver-rimmed glasses and handed them to Matsuda Jinpei, who took them over without knowing why, "What are you doing?"

"Please wear it."

Matsuda Jinpei, who would never be so obedient in normal times, unconditionally fulfilled Soheli's last wish at this time. He pushed up the silver-rimmed glasses, and then a layer of flush appeared on the boy's pale cheeks.

Although he didn't speak, Matsuda Jinpei seemed to see three large characters in his pure purple eyes - you, good, handsome!

Next, Soheli picked up his mobile phone and began to take pictures frantically. In order to find the best angle, he jumped onto the chair and lay down on the ground. He also asked Matsuda Jinhei to make some shameful expressions. A selfie of the two of them.

Matsuda Jinping really hoped that his posthumous photos would not use the boy's collection.

It's still too early for carbon-based organisms.

"... What are you doing with these pictures?"

"Post ins." The young man licked his lips, looked up at Matsuda Jinpei's disheveled face, "Don't worry, set up an ins that only you can see - this is the proof of our friendship, and it cannot be desecrated by others!"

Matsuda Jinpei covered his face helplessly, thanks to Soheli, the sadness he should have in the face of death could not be condensed at all.

"If you have a next life, put away your curiosity." He finally sighed.

……

"Sato! Can't go—!" Meguro Shisan tightly grasped Miwako Sato's shoulder, "There is only one minute left, it's too late!"

"But...but, Police Officer Matsuda...and that child, I saw that child yesterday, and I gave him an umbrella...they are still on it!"

Mu Mu Thirteen shook his head.He can't let Sato have an accident again.

The crowd of onlookers was evacuated urgently, and the No. 72 cable car was still parked quietly in the air.

30 seconds.

20 seconds.

10 seconds.

3 seconds.

0.

Nothing happened, the cable car was quiet, there was no explosion, and there was no fire like fireworks.

Tears still glistened in Miwako Sato's eyes.

"How is this going?"

Matsuda Zhenping sternly questioned Soheli.The boy cut the thread in the last two seconds before the explosion - the speed of his hand must have been playing games for many years.The LCD screen then went black, and Matsuda Jinhei only saw the three letters [].It's just that this is not enough to deduce where the next location is.

Soheli scratched his head and lowered his head in shame, "Sorry, I really don't want to die..."

The boy coughed twice as he spoke, his thin body seemed about to be broken under the weight.

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly came back to his senses.

... What is he doing!The teenager is just a child, and he has no obligation to sacrifice himself selflessly for the lives of others.What qualifications does he have to use the police's standards to demand an innocent child who was implicated?

"Sorry, I was too harsh on you."

Soheli was stunned for a moment, looked up at Jinhei Matsuda, and showed that slightly shy smile again.

"Officer Matsuda is indeed a good man... I knew it was worth it."

what is worth it

"By the way, I just clicked send on the PS message edited by Police Officer Matsuda. You're welcome~"