Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

After waiting for a while, Riya didn't rush in, but directly dialed to the boss, made a report first, and waited for the police to come over and entered the door together.

As expected, Officer Takagi She was trapped in his own home for several days.

Fortunately, under the suppression of Belmode's powerful strength, he had no room to struggle, and he had no chance of getting injured.It's just that being locked in the room these days makes me a little physically and mentally exhausted.

The core code members involved in the organization, even now that the organization is on the verge of end, is not a trivial matter.

Because there was no surveillance in the corridor, there was no second witness at that time.

As the first person to discover, she also had to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department together, and explained the ins and outs of today's incident in detail.

Thinking about it carefully, this is probably the reason why I often take injury and sick leave, but my attendance rate is still at the average level... because I often work extra overtime.

Although this kind of incident can be resolved in a few hours, it is basically not necessary to make up for the holiday.

"...So, Belmode was in a hurry to leave and didn't bother you?"

The public security colleague who was in charge of recording finally confirmed with her, and when he put down his pen, he couldn't help expressing emotion: "You're lucky, Asai, that's a ruthless member of the organization...It's great that you didn't get hurt."

Smiling politely in return, she chimed in and lamented her good luck twice.

"By the way, your bomb armband, after the police research, it's fine, and I'll give it back to you now." However, when he got up to leave, he was stopped again.

So I took a souvenir back with me.

Having been completely dismantled of its internals, this delicately designed bomb armband now looks like an ordinary ornament.

However, it would be too ambitious to bring it back as a decoration at will.

After making up his mind to put this next door, Riya thought about it, and stopped by the Mihua Library on the way back, and retrieved the Collector's Edition of Sherlock Holmes that was pre-ordered last month.

...and put this next door too.

In the evening, the November wind had brought a chill, and she walked slowly on the road, but suddenly felt that there was nothing to worry about.

While walking, I also received a call from my brother.

"...Well, yes, work has come to an end for now... It's okay, my colleagues and boss are very considerate... I got promoted again this time."

"My sister has always been excellent." Through the microphone, the young man's soft voice showed a bit of concern, "However, with such a busy work, the body also needs to rest."

"My body is completely fine. The next time I come to see me, I am only as healthy as before."

According to a little estimation based on the progress of the wound healing, Riya was very confident when he spoke.

Thankfully, it's the season for long sleeves.

He was skeptical about her guarantee, but at this time, a certain curly hair barely made him feel a little value.

If there is really a problem, then the close distance can always help a little.

Glancing at the calendar, Asai Chengshi thoughtfully asked her for advice: "I'll go back to Tokyo next Saturday, does my sister have time?"

"Of course there is."

After agreeing in one gulp, Riya seldom hesitated when thinking of what to say next.

However, for this kind of thing, it is always better to say it in advance.

"By the way, brother, there is one more thing next week."

Unknowingly slowing down her pace, she clenched her phone slightly and coughed lightly: "When you come over this time, do you want to meet formally..."

In the specially designated box, there was a moment of silence.

A moment later, Zhu Fu Jingguang was the first to cough lightly, breaking the condensed air.

"I think that everyone present should have no experience."

Stretching his slightly long bangs, Hagiwara Kenji spread his hands coolly: "You're right, I don't have any experience for you to learn from, Xiaozhenpei."

"If you can wait until next year, I might still be able to help." After thinking for a while, Datehang shook his head helplessly. "But right now, I haven't figured out what to do."

Facing the gazes of several people, he showed a slightly distressed expression: "Natalie will go to my house together during the New Year this year, and I don't have a clue yet."

Although it was not the first time, the other four people still looked away at the same time.

After taking a sip of beer, Matsuda Zhenping put his face on his face, his thoughts drifted a little.

"Compared to this, I'm more curious." However, Jiang Gu Ling quickly paid attention to another point in his words, "What do you mean if you don't know how to send the ring? Normally, this should be a marriage proposal step?"

"You ask directly, and then give the ring away, isn't that all right?"

Regarding this, Matsuda Jinping hesitated for a few seconds before murmuring reluctantly: "...I just forgot to wear the ring that day, so I don't know what to do now."

"So...you can be accepted like this...Xiao Zhenping, did I always underestimate you?"

In this regard, after being shocked again for a few days, Hagiwara Kenji was a little dazed.

"Or, it's true that we haven't seen each other for ten years, but only four years apart?"

Thinking back to June, when he saw Matsuda standing harmoniously with women for the first time through the sniper scope, Zhu Fu Jingguang also couldn't help but feel emotional.

In a sense, Matsuda's mobility is really as high as ever.

As the same current person, Datehang was a little curious and wanted to learn from experience: "Matsuda, would you mind telling me where the location was chosen, maybe I can also refer to it?"

"..."

"Xiao Zhenping, can't you tell us?" His silent reaction made Hagiwara Kenji really curious.

Seeing the curly-haired young man holding an empty beer can and stopping, Jiang Gu Ling simply raised his hand and threw him a new can, gloating and coaxing: "Why don't you get drunk."

Seeing him catch the beer can, staring at Jiang Guling without moving, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his hand to help him open the tab.

"You're welcome." Noticing Matsuda's stunned look, the blue-eyed youth smiled back gently.

He has witnessed Matsuda's love path more than once, so it's normal to be a little curious.

Looking around speechlessly, Matsuda Jinpei realized that he probably found the wrong person today.

Do these guys have such an inquisitive curiosity?

And, it's not impossible to say, it's just...

Under the gaze of the four people, he took a sip of beer slowly, and then another sip, until the liquid level dropped by half, before saying something vaguely.

However, although his voice was very low, it was still enough for the others to hear clearly while holding their breath.

Yi Dahang almost choked, dumbfounded: "Hospital... the old warehouse?"

In any case, he can't refer to this answer, right?

This time Jiang Gu Ling realized it quickly, and sighed softly: "...That time, yes, you should be the most suitable candidate."

The focus of the eyes shifted to the light blond youth.

"It's really dangerous under special circumstances." Faced with their doubts, Jiang Guling explained vaguely.

The occupation is the same, which is enough to suggest some kind of answer.

"So that's how it is," Kenji Hagiwara, rubbing his chin, realized something, and nodded clearly, "If we get through the emergency together, it's normal for our relationship to warm up."

"Stepping on the accelerator at a critical moment is really something Xiao Zhenping will do."

His expression as if confirming some academic discovery caused Matsuda Jinpei to cast an annoyed look.

The relaxed atmosphere lasted until Jiang Gu Ling answered the phone.

"...V... No, as long as people are free, I know, I will go back as soon as possible."

Holding the mobile phone, he nodded to the black-haired and blue-eyed young man beside him, then stood up apologetically: "I have to go back temporarily because of an emergency."

Zhu Fu Jingguang was equally clear about who the code name "V" was referring to, and his smile immediately subsided.

"Then let's stop here today?" Itahang looked at the time and asked calmly.

Kenji Hagiwara stretched his waist, and agreed with a smile: "I still have a fellowship to join after I'm here, so I won't go together."

The others cast complicated glances at him at the same time: It is indeed you, Hagiwara.

"Matsuda, did you come here by car?" After glancing at the beer cans on the table, Rei Fuguni thought for a while, then went over and took a picture of him, "It's just right, I'll take you back by the way."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, he was with Jiang Guling when he came, so he could just help out now.

When I entered, the room was dark.

Probably because he hasn't come back yet, Riya didn't think much about it, put down the things in his hand, and prepared to find a box to put it in for the time being, and take it with him when he goes back next door to pick up the clothes tomorrow.

However, when the lights were turned on, the curly-haired young man lying quietly on the sofa appeared clearly.

With a slight worry, she walked over to take a look, and soon found that the man's hair was wet, and he just put a towel on it, as if he had fallen asleep while wiping his hair.

He had obviously been showered and put on a new shirt, but the jacket, which had been thrown aside, was still stained with alcohol, and the situation was obvious at a glance.

After pondering for a while, Riya turned and went to the kitchen, and soon came back with a glass of honey water.

But she just sat down on one side, and before she could do anything, the curly-haired youth opened his eyes.

"Not asleep." Matsuda Jinping explained.

"I know," her voice was a little hoarse, she comforted her warmly, and passed the honey water over, "Drink this first."

Staring at him after finishing his drink, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to get up to put the cup down, he was surrounded by one hand.

Feeling the strength on her shoulders, she blinked and bent down obediently.

Pushed down to a close distance, the curly-haired young man raised his eyes and stared carefully, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be undecided.

Being stared at by his focused and quiet eyes, she struggled a little uncomfortably, and lowered her voice: "Zhen Ping, get up and dry your hair before going to bed."

no respond.

Not only that, he leaned in and bit her lightly, then frowned suspiciously and muttered vaguely: "Sweet?"

"...That's because you drank honey..." Riya was speechless.

However, for her rebuttal, Matsuda Jinpei just kissed her again.

It took a while patiently this time, and she felt that she had fully experienced her feelings, so she let go with satisfaction, and then emphasized again firmly: "It's sweet."

...Why on earth did she feel that she could reason with drunk people.

"It's fine if you're happy." Giving up on continuing the topic, Riya pulled a little distance away and touched his face, "Now get up and dry your hair."

……

In order to prevent him from falling asleep on the sofa again, Riya pulled someone to change the position to the bedroom.

The curly-haired young man consciously sat down and waited, and she first went to get a dry towel to blot up the dripping part, and then used a hair dryer to remove the remaining moisture.

Follow her movements in total silence.

Seeing that the drooping hair regained its usual natural curls and became fluffy, she rubbed it in a good mood.

Well, the feel is as good as ever, even a little soft.

Put the hair dryer back, and when he came back, he was still sitting where he was, with a pensive and slightly distressed look, Riya was helpless and a little funny at the same time.

Walking over to put his shoulders on his shoulders, pressing back hard to push him down, she slowed down her speech and said: "Go to sleep first, I'll go... huh?"

The curly-haired young man who was harmlessly letting go of his movements suddenly took advantage of her weight to lean forward, raised his arms to encircle her, and pulled her to his side with a slight force.

Not only that, when she reacted and wanted to get up, she overturned directly to create a close enough distance to stop her actions.

But after such an oppressive posture, he just lowered his head and buried her neck, and rubbed it lightly.

"Riya..." He called out so softly, with a vague and low tone that was rarely seen at ordinary times, "Don't leave."

Sighing silently, she responded firmly: "I won't leave."

The curly hair was a little itchy, and the warm air passing over the side of her neck was also uncomfortable. She opened her mouth and was about to say something when she suddenly felt her palm being slowly held.

No, this is not the point, the problem is the warm and cool metal feeling in the palm of your hand.

circular?

Sensing her unconsciously accelerated heartbeat, Matsuda Zhenping propped himself up a little higher, and stared at her slightly widened, clear and bewildered green eyes without blinking or avoiding.

"Ask again, will you get the same answer... stay forever?"

He slightly tightened the clasp between his palms, his voice was a bit difficult due to the tension, but he still expressed his heart straightforwardly.

It was obviously not the first time she heard it, and she should be very happy, but the strange thing was that when she blinked, she felt the thin mist filling up again.

The words of response flowed out naturally without thinking. She subconsciously bent her eyes and replied softly: "I am willing."

"As many times as you want."

The grip on her palm tightened instantly.

After thinking for less than a second, Matsuda Jinpei kissed without hesitation.

"Then... let's move here." Taking advantage of the trend, he dragged out the tone and made a final invitation in a low voice.

Just about to agree, when she suddenly remembered something, Riya hesitated and said, "It is possible, but——hmm."

Being blocked, she raised her hand and pushed, and when he stopped, she insisted on saying: "It's better next week..."

failure.

In the interval between exchanging breaths, she struggled weakly for the last time: "...Really, there is a reason... Hiss."

After being bitten lightly, there was no time to speak.

……never mind.

Anyway, he'll find out later.