My baby tamer can't be the leader

I was wrong, I was really wrong.

I shouldn’t have praised Tokyo for its good security yesterday. The next day after I boasted, I was happily going out at noon with my colleagues on my back for a solo meal. When I was sipping milk tea, a man passing by me suddenly grabbed me. My handbag just ran forward.

When I was caught off guard and fell to my knees, I yelped quite loudly, and a very angry national curse came out of my mouth.

Before I could struggle to get up and yell at the unscrupulous robbers, I saw a black car parked on the side of the road suddenly open the door, and the cool senior I just saw yesterday stepped forward. Jumping out of the car, he easily crushed the robber with his bare hands, probably not much more difficult than my grandma's catching a chick.

"Ha, it's so daring to commit a crime in front of me." Matsuda Jinhei cut the robber's hands, handcuffed him, pulled him up from the ground, and dragged him mercilessly. In front of me, he returned the handbag that had suffered an indiscriminate disaster, "Can you stand up?"

When he said this, he was still smoking a cigarette and wearing sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Compared with the police, he was more like the party representing the evil forces.

I hurriedly stood up, "Matsuda-senpai, thank you very much!"

"You know me?" Matsuda Jinhei paused while smoking a cigarette, and his gaze under the sunglasses swept across me lightly.

"Uh, when you were invited back to Dongda University to give lectures, I was listening to the lectures, so..." I looked at the deformed handbag distressedly, and moved my legs sneakily, and it turned out that my legs The pain that came back made me gasp involuntarily.

"Are you from the same school? Tsk, you should get in the car first. I'll help you deal with the injury on your leg later." He casually stubbed out the cigarette butt on his hand, and without giving me a chance to refuse, he waved his hand to signal me to follow. he.

Of course, I didn't want to go back to work in the company, not to mention that I was still in shock until now, so I quickly got into the car.

As a result, Matsuda Jinhei glanced at me in the rearview mirror, "Zero."

"...?" Just as I looked up at him in confusion, I only heard him ask me calmly, "Do you remember what I said in the lecture?"

To be honest, I still remember a little bit. Although Dongda University also has many teachers with personality, it was the first time for someone to carry a bomb and perform a bomb defuse with bare hands. It’s better to say that even if I want to forget it, I can’t forget it!

As a result, after I answered truthfully, Matsuda Jinpei complained to me quite sharply, "I don't think I remember it at all. If you remember it, you should at least ask for my alarm number before getting in the car."

This level of venomous tongue is completely drizzle for me, I sat in the back seat and answered him fluently, "But I know Matsuda-senpai."

"Are there still few people who look alike?" He turned the steering wheel and drove towards the police station skillfully, keeping his gaze on the robber in the co-pilot from the corner of his eye.

"There should be very few people as handsome as Officer Matsuda." I didn't dare to say because Dazai recognized him yesterday and saw that he had changed to the search department... I always feel that if I say it, I will definitely be regarded as a suspicious person.

Matsuda Jinhei raised his eyebrows, "I have a good vision."

"But I would like to ask... why are you alone in the police? Where is your partner?"

The man who was steering the wheel replied lazily, "Because it's not my working hours."

Are you still patrolling the streets after get off work?Is this senior actually such a dedicated type?I can't see it...

As a result, he smiled under my admiring eyes, "It's just that the dedication is not to this level... Well, but this is my own business."

I am not a very curious type, so I gave up on asking questions after hearing this, and instead sent a short message to the leader asking for leave, and by the way, told Dazai what I just saw, and cursed at him Complained to that bastard robber along the way.

However, considering that the police station is only a few blocks away at most, I really can't understand where this guy is so bold. In the end, after thinking about it, I can only attribute it to "the difference in the world". When Zhen Ping was carrying it down, he stared angrily at the back of the other party, and touched my bag distressedly.

It's not that I'm worried about money, but I'm a more nostalgic type. I've used this bag for almost two years, and I never thought it would be folded here.

After all, I was caught by an active police officer as an active criminal. There was nothing to deliberate and review. I didn't spend much time making the notes, and I was allowed to go back after a while.

Just as I was bouncing towards the gate of the police station, Matsuda Jinpei called me behind me, "Wait a minute."

When I heard the sound and turned my head, I saw him holding a medicine box in his hand, and motioned for me to sit on the bench next to him.

"If you go back with an injury, if I see my mentor in the future, he will definitely blame me for not caring for the juniors of the same school. I don't want to give him a chance to nag me. You don't want to repay your kindness with revenge, do you?" As Matsuda Jinpei said that, he rejected my proposal to give me medicine, "There is no reason why helping is only half-helping, sit still and don't move."

He squatted in front of me, skillfully took the disinfectant spray, and sprayed it on my wound a few times.

I was already prepared to scream in front of my seniors, but although the disinfectant spray was cold, it didn't feel any pain.

"It looks serious. If you don't dare to look at it yourself, you can put a bandage on it." Matsuda Jinpei glanced at my wound again, "Since you will come to listen to my speech...you studied law?"

"No, it's the economy..." I didn't have the nerve to tell him that I didn't tell him about the past at all that day, but was instigated by my classmates. The other party would tell me mysteriously that I was invited. The senior who came back to give a speech for the first time was handsome and individual, and he almost missed the seat when he scrambled for a seat.

Of course, the question of whether Matsuda Jinpei is handsome or not is not important at the moment when he performed barehanded bomb disposal in public. This can be seen from my classmates' evaluation of him from "handsome senior" to "worthy of being a genius in our school" By the way, the difference between geniuses and ghosts recognized by our class is that geniuses can make people call you awesome, while ghosts can make people call you awesome and add you to your lonely life.

"That's quite rare." He answered me while cutting the bandage to an appropriate length, "For professional reasons, I usually meet with economics students through glass windows."

I was silent for a moment, and answered him politely, "You look handsome when you're not talking."

Matsuda Jinpei laughed disapprovingly, "This is obviously a warning to the younger generation out of kindness."

Fart!

"Then I can study a little Fa at the same time." I rolled my eyes and said, "I promise that no matter what I do, I won't see you through the glass."

As a result, the guy patted my wound through the gauze, which made me subconsciously utter another curse.

"It's not Japanese, you're an international student?" Matsuda Jinhei smiled, "You obviously used honorifics, but the words you said were quite arrogant. Do you know that you are uttering wild words to an active police officer?"

"A police officer on active duty—Of course I'm joking! How could you still think about committing crimes after finally getting into college?"

He stretched out his hand and wrapped the gauze around my knees, because he was relatively close, and I could even smell the faint smell of tobacco on his body, not the pungent smell of smoke after being lit, but Herbaceous aroma of dried tobacco itself.

"You'd better tell the truth." Matsuda Jinpei helped me cut and arrange the gauze, stood up, and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth casually.

He looked at me with the unlit cigarette in his mouth quite familiarly, "Take two steps and try."

I tentatively got off the seat and stood on the ground.

The treated wound feels much better than before. At least I don't think I have to run to the street to take a taxi.

Before I could express my thanks to the senior, Matsuda Jinpei walked to the door one step ahead of me, turned his head and signaled to me, "Let's go, you still want to jump back to school with your physique?"

Several veins popped out on my forehead, "How dare you?"

"It was originally on the way." He put one hand in the pocket of his suit pants, slightly raised his head to look at the bright sun at noon outside, "I also just happened to go to see my tutor in college."

At this time, Dazai also sent a message to tell me that he was coming soon. I hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Jinpei Matsuda, who seemed to be in a daze.

...It always feels like this police officer has a lot of things on his mind.

As if out of some kind of premonition, I seemed to ask him unintentionally, "If you didn't bump into me today, would you still go to see your mentor?"

Matsuda Jinpei gave me a look like a fool, "It's just on the way, I'm very busy."

He subconsciously took out the lighter, put the lighter back into his pocket after a brief pause, turned his head and chuckled, "Get in the car, elementary school girl."

I was silent for a moment, lowered my head, and sent a message to Dazai, saying that Senior Matsuda was going to send me back to school, so that he didn't have to make a special trip.

Dazai replied [I know] and there was no more to say.

After staring at the chat window for two seconds, I only feel a dull pang in my conscience, but I always feel that if I don't do that now, then one day in the future, I will regret my choice.

After I sat in Matsuda Jinpei's car again and put on my seat belt, the old driver suddenly kicked the accelerator and left the parking space. I was so scared that I immediately reached out and grabbed the handle above my head.

"Why did you suddenly slam on the accelerator?" I wiped the sweat that didn't exist on my forehead and asked him with lingering fear.

As a result, Matsuda Jinhei seemed to be a little surprised himself. He opened the car window, looked around sharply for a week, and then frowned and looked back, "Just for a moment, I... Forget it, it's nothing, it may be me these few days. It’s a question of the wrong mentality.”

I immediately remembered Dazai's words from yesterday, "Not in a good mood? Speaking of which, shouldn't Matsuda-senpai be in the explosive ordnance disposal department? Why did he change to the investigation department?"

"I have a good memory," he answered me calmly, "because I have something to do."

As if thinking of something, Matsuda Jinhei suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and I clearly saw his five fingers holding the steering wheel tense for a moment.

"People always have goals that they have to achieve." He said softly, "Treasure your time in college, some things will never come back once they pass."

I followed his words and thought about it, and suddenly I put my hands on my chest with sympathy, and said in pain, "I think what you said is right, I'm going to minor in law now..."

"...how did you come to this conclusion?"

"Because no matter how I think about it, I feel that after graduating from university, my young boy and my roommate will eventually end up in a mess...I have to find a way to let them stay for a few more years to reform themselves and start a new life."

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Dazai: Look at——

The time of the bomb case here in Conan was changed by me. The original story is that Kenji Hagiwara died seven years ago, and Jinpei Matsuda died four years ago. The timeline here is Kenji Hagiwara died three years ago. Jinpei Matsuda just transferred to Search class, and then Shinichi has become Conan...

Matsuda Jinhei’s birth at Dongda University is considered a semi-private setting, because according to the textual research of Furutani Rei’s rank, there is a high probability that he studied at Dongda University before the police academy, so Matsuda Jinhei in the same period should be similar, but not necessarily It is a department and a class.