After the world of Ke Xue is full of bad luck

"According to the on-site investigation and analysis, Amamiya Qianxue first went up to the 20th floor from the stairs. The target was clearly pointed to the accident scene, and then she hid the things in her hand in this corner, which is where the Hagiwara police officer discovered. At this time Two prisoners disguised as maintenance workers were installing the bomb/bomb. According to the trajectory of the ballistics, the police officer Amamiya should have fired two shots. One shot hit the prisoner's leg. According to the autopsy, the other shot made the prisoner alert and only scratched , failed to hit."

Speaking of this, the Mumu Police Department pressed the center of his brows hard, the gel pen in his hand was a little hard to hold, and the marks drawn on the whiteboard were a little crooked.

"Then police officer Amamiya fought with the prisoner who was not shot, and did not continue to shoot. According to the traces on the body, it should be that the prisoner had a bomb strapped to his body. He was afraid that he would blow up the entire floor by accidental injury, so he chose to shoot. At the same time, one of the prisoners who was shot was struggling to escape. Police officer Amamiya chose to shoot him dead, but he was also attacked. In the end, it should be the prisoner who chose to die together and prepared to detonate the bomb. Shoot directly to break the glass, jump with the bomb/bomb, and kill another prisoner while jumping."

The Mumu Police Department took a deep breath and continued: "There are 5 bullets in the gun, and 5 shell casings were also collected at the scene. The above is the preliminary investigation results about this incident. Regarding the identity and purpose of the prisoner, We are still investigating, as for how Yu Gong knew about it in advance, we still don’t know, the technical team is also working overtime to repair her mobile phone, to see if there can be some breakthroughs.”

After the words were over, there was a deathly silence in the small conference room.The condensed air is full of needle points, making people dare not even breathe too hard.

"Police Department, the case investigation is over, can I take that away?"

Standing at the end, Matsuda Jinpei raised his head, his eyes were like knives.

He pointed to the paper bag in the evidence box with a solemn expression.

The Mumu Police Department hesitated for a while and said, "If she doesn't have relatives to take her away in the end, it's fine."

"it is good."

He agreed softly, and walked out of the conference room, step by step, as stiff as a puppet whose clockwork was about to run out.

The funeral a week later was a warm sunny day.

The blue sky in late autumn is like washing, and the sun is overwhelming, as if to get rid of all the dust.But nothing can hide the arrival of late autumn.

An extremely simple funeral, it could even be said to be overly concise.

Her past seemed to be blank, and the restored phone was too clean.Not only did he not have any relevant information, but he also had no family members, no relatives, and even friends who could be counted on one hand.

She has too little connection with this world. If other people's relationship is a criss-crossing cobweb, then the relationship network centered on "Amiya Chiyuki" is like a few black lines on white paper.

You can count them at a glance.

Before coming to the funeral, Matsuda Jinpei went to the house where she lives now, which is not like the apartment he and Hagi had, but a single house.

When he first rented a house, he wondered why he wanted to rent a detached house, but this question may never have an answer.

The place where Amamiya Qianxue lives is a bit remote, and there are no neighbors around.

Due to his busy work schedule, this was his first visit to Amamiya Chiyuki's place.Before, I always felt that there was still a lot of time ahead, and it would not be too late to visit again in the future.

Quiet, remote, lonely.

All lonely words can be used to describe this house.

Knowing that she doesn't like crowded places, she never thought it would be such a remote place.

She almost forcibly drew a boundary between herself and the crowd, she stood alone on this side, and the crowd was on the other side.

The difference is clear.

It was obviously a large single-family house, but most of the space still seemed unoccupied, and the only thing with traces of life was the bedroom.

It is said that there are traces of life, but it is also extremely boring.

All the clothes are folded and arranged in the trunk, as if its owner is ready to leave at any time.There was nothing in the sandalwood wardrobe, it was empty, only a thin layer of dust remained.

The light yellow bed was clean and tidy, as if it hadn't been slept in for a long time.

The bookshelf can even be said to be the most exciting place in the world. There are all kinds of books, including novels, essays, magazines, and professional books of various industries.

One by one, they are neatly arranged according to size and classification, and a dust-proof cover is thoughtfully covered on top of all the books.

Maybe it was too neat, and there was a sudden dent in it, which made Matsuda Jinhei stretch out his hand unconsciously, only to find that it was a photo frame after pulling it out.

A brown wooden frame with photos taken on graduation day.

Warm yellow daisies, a little narrow smile.

The bright and vivid colors are a bit stinging to the eyes.

His bony hands firmly pressed the sore eye sockets.

The drawer was also empty, except for a gift box. The electric pen he had given lay there quietly, and beside it was a button.

The whole room was just like her past, a blank white.

He sat by the bed, looking at the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, silent for a long time.

The dim city is reflected in those gray-blue pupils, like a dim sea of ​​stars.

When she is alone, will she sit here and look out the window like this?Will you feel lonely?

Matsuda Jinping couldn't imagine it.

Because Amamiya Qianxue never mentioned it.

She was always like this, rarely talking about herself.

The only time was the fireworks display a few months ago.

After a long time, the setting sun took away the last afterglow, he stood up and left the room.

Ken Hagiwara was holding a cigarette in his second hand. Seeing his friend's shaking body coming out of the house, he took out the box in the back seat of the car and handed it over.

They came to pack things for Yugong.

She has no relatives, and if no one cleans up, everything after death will be like a nameless person.

Hagiwara Kenji looked at the back of his friend leaving, he swirled the words he wanted to say, and swallowed them again.

Wisps of blue smoke seem to blend in with the last ray of sunlight.

It rained the week after the funeral, and the temperature dropped.

Matsuda Jinhei doesn't dislike rain on rest days. If Hagi didn't insist on moving on this day, Matsuda Jinhei might be a little more indifferent to rainy days.

"After all, why do you want to move in a rainy day??" Matsuda Jinping pouted, with a little impatience in his tone.

Hagiwara Kenji moved the box, his breath was not affected at all, "Of course it's because I don't know when the next break is! Otherwise, you think I want to move in the rain!!"

"But the crux of the problem is, if you move to my place, remember to clean the floor later." He complained, full of disgust.

"I know, I know, Xiaozhenping, you are really good." Hagiwara Kenji gave his friend a white look.

Both of them tacitly did not mention the reason for the move, and Matsuda Jinpei knew that it was Yoshin Ran who was worried about him.

The two of them were busy for a long time before they managed to pack those things.

Matsuda Jinpei smacked his lips, "Tsk, you have a lot of messy things, clean them up quickly, if you still see this mess before I come back, you can take your things and let me go out to live."

"Huh?? Won't you help me clean up together?" Kenji Hagiwara waved his hand towards the back of the departing man.

Matsuda Zhen replied without turning his head: "No, I'm going to search a class to get something."

Kenji Hagiwara sighed softly, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

By the time Matsuda Jinpei came back, it was already night.

In the dark black sky, even the last ray of light was swallowed up.

Tens of thousands of raindrops fell from the sky.

It covered his body with a thin layer of rain mist, and his slightly curly hair was also a little wet. The hair was attached to the forehead, and there was even a layer of fine water droplets on the eyelashes.

He pushed open the door of the entrance, leaving little by little wet marks on the bare floor.

The paper bag wrapped in the arms of the overcoat was not wet by any raindrops.

When the paper bag was placed on the table, the greeting card slid from inside to the table.

Suddenly, a long wind picked up, and the blowing raindrops slapped the glass, making a "popping" sound.

But Matsuda Jinpei couldn't hear anything, there was no sound of wind and rain, his ears were silent, nothing.

On the opened greeting card were handwritings that he was all too familiar with.

It's so annoying, so annoying, that you find traces of her after everyone else has disappeared and everything is back to normal.

But what's the use of this?

He propped his forehead, and his black hair wet by the rain slid against his skin, leaving a cold trace.

The dark handwriting popped out one after another from the greeting card, arranged and combined in mid-air, like a funny clown's smile, and like a hand, pinching his heart suddenly.

After taking out the contents of the bag one by one, he realized that there were so many things in it.

Sunglasses, ties, scarves, tie clips, watches, wristbands, the latest repair tools.

"She really prepared a lot." Kenji Hagiwara leaned on the door frame, looking at the odds and ends on the table.

For the birthday gift discussed with Yugong back then, except for the clothes, he bought all the other items discussed, and none of them was left behind.

Maybe the clothes are also customized, but no one can get them anymore.Ken Hagiwara thought about it.

"fraud……"

The sigh at the end of the tone, I can't tell whether it's crying or laughing.

"Zhen Ping, she really likes..."

The second half of the sentence was cut off by Matsuda Jinping, who said in a hoarse voice, "I know, I know."

This kind of feeling is really annoying. It is said that the past is like a tide, and those messy memories flooded up like a high tide, mixed with the raindrops outside the window, trying to make him drown in the past.

Hagiwara Kenji threw a towel over his head, and took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.

At this time, if you don't drink some wine, you probably won't be able to resist the cold.

The heavy rain covered the sky and the ground, and the world was lonely.

The beer's own bubbles exploded on the tongue coating, and the slight bitterness fell from the throat to the stomach, which was really a sad taste.

Matsuda Zhen lowered his eyes and said softly: "I still feel that this may be my nightmare."

"Array..."

"She's not that kind of person." The soft towel absorbed the water droplets on his head, soaking up a lot of wetness.

Matsuda Jinpei's voice was a bit stubborn, "Hagiwara, we all understand that she can't do this kind of thing." Stubborn like a child.

Kenji Hagiwara, who wanted to say something more, fell silent.

Yes, they both knew, and that was the question that had been bugging him since that day.

Matsuda Jinpei drank the can of beer in one gulp, his gray-blue eyes were filled with two completely different emotions, one was soft sadness, the other was ferocious like a lion.

He grabbed the towel off his head, walked quickly to his room, and took out a box from it.

Kenji Hagiwara followed behind him and saw something that made his pupils shrink violently.

Amamiya Qianxue thought she would be baptized by an explosion, but she didn't expect that at the moment when she fell from a high altitude, when the feeling of weightlessness came, her whole body would be wrapped in blue warmth and taken out of the air.

The gentle blue like the deep sea, and the gray blue like the eyes, led her into the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers.

Consciousness also seemed to sink into the sea, and the eyes and ears were covered with a thick layer of mist, hazy.

It's like the feeling of traveling through time and space for the first time.

She seemed to be able to hear Saiki Sorasuke's rambling voice, scolding her for wasting energy for no reason, saying that she was asking for trouble, originally playing games in normal mode, and she had to switch to hell mode to pass the level.

She curled up in the warm sea water, hugged her knees and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Then fell into a deeper slumber.

Qi Mu Kongsuke is very angry now, very angry, not to mention the energy he got, he has to clean up the mess, if that ape can't bring back something he is satisfied with, he will definitely..., it's like his brain is stuck Usually, he couldn't think for a moment what value he could extract from this ape.

After all, she has nothing.

"It's so annoying!" Qi Mu Kongsuke muttered, and continued typing on the keyboard.

It doesn't matter, anyway, she insisted on procrastinating the matter that could be solved directly anyway, to the second identity card, and let her figure it out by herself.

However, Qi Mu Kongsuke forgot one thing, he has not shown Amamiya Qianxue the second identity card drawn by herself.