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

The forehead rests against the shoulder bones, and there is a powerful heartbeat next to the ears. Every steady beat shows the vitality of life.

Taking a few breaths, Riya calmly raised her hand and pushed him away.

Although it was very warm and she wanted to stay for a while... But the faint smell of gunpowder smoke lingering at the tip of her nose reminded her all the time that there was an unlucky suspect who was shot four times behind her and was bleeding continuously.

There were gunshots and screams here, and the movement was obviously not small. Itakura Takuya, who was waiting in the house, also ran over when he heard the sound, and was stunned at the tragic scene like a murder scene.

"Mr. Itakura, please call the police and call an ambulance. Just say that you have caught the murderer Kiichiro Numabuchi who is on the hunt."

After telling Itakura Taku, Riya pulled the curly-haired young man to stand up, and walked to Kiichiro Numabuchi, who was screaming on the ground and covering his wound.

Taking a few glances at the location of the wound and the bleeding, Matsuda Jinpei praised without hesitation: "The marksmanship is very good."

Although it seemed that there was a lot of bleeding, which made the suspect look miserable, in fact, the vital point was completely avoided, and there was no problem in sending him to the doctor in time.

Accepting the compliment with a slight smile, she took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him behind her back without hesitation, then turned her head to look at Shancun Cao who stood still with a dazed expression, her tone indifferent.

"Yamura-kun, please borrow some bandages from Mr. Itakura. It would be even better if there are other medicines to help stop the bleeding."

The melon-faced police officer stared at the mottled blood on the ground, and heard the sound a few beats later before uttering in a daze, "Huh?"

Liya sighed helplessly... Even during the internship period, he should have been exposed to some cases. Why did he become a policeman when he was so timid.

After thinking for a while, she took out the pair of handcuffs that were a bit problematic, and buckled Numabuchi Kiichiro's feet as well.

The next moment, Yamamura Cao suddenly felt his collar being tightened. This irresistible force almost pulled him straight.

The dead brain finally returned to function.

In his dazzled field of vision, he had been wearing sunglasses to play cool with his curly cold face. At this moment, he took off his sunglasses for the first time and looked straight at him. His dark eyes were purely cold and solemn looking down.

"The police are there to face danger and protect the public," Matsuda Jinhei clenched his fists, completely too lazy to hide his annoyance, "If you don't have this determination, you should quit early, idiot."

The slightly cool soft fingertips lightly touched the back of his clenched hand.

"I'm going to get the bandages." Sensing the concerned gaze from his side, the curly-haired young man closed his eyes, forced himself to suppress the boiling anger, and after a pause for a few seconds, he let go of the terrified Yamamura and turned to Itakura Takuo's room.

Watching him enter the door, Riya turned to look at the pale newcomer in the professional group, and then couldn't hold back the other party's subconscious flinching movements, and laughed softly.

"Don't be nervous, I don't intend to beat you up... Matsuda-kun won't do it either."

"This incident, I will also report the truth, and the responsibility for shooting and wounding the prisoner will not be passed on to you." Speaking of this, she naturally raised her hand and patted Shancun Cao, who was taller than herself, on the shoulder. He lowered his voice, "However, I will suggest to the Matsuoka Police Department that Yamamura-kun's firearm use course probably needs to be retaken."

"...Another reminder, there will be no fewer criminals who are more vicious than him in the future, Yamamura-kun, come on."

In the silence of the other party, she calmly walked towards the curly-haired young man who came out carrying a small medicine box, and was about to take the bandage, but it was empty due to the sudden increase in height.

"...?"

"I'll do it this time."

Under her puzzled gaze, Matsuda Jinpei sped up his pace a little, and squatted down next to Numabuchi Kiichiro, who was already unconscious and curled up in a coma, and began to stop the bleeding smoothly.

"Okay." Since he insisted, Riya has no objection.

Hearing the name of Kiichiro Numabuchi, the support of the Gunma County Police came quickly, and by the way, they arrived in time with an ambulance.

"Sorry, Matsuoka Police Department, the suspect tried to attack us with a knife and used Yamamura-kun's gun in desperation... I will submit a shooting report before going back."

Facing the middle-aged police department who hesitated to speak, and whose serious face was about to turn into a sad face, Riya sincerely and directly admitted his mistake.

If it was a stress response when the first shot was fired, then in the next few shots, she was actually fully aware of what she was doing.

Even if the limbs are broken, the inspection will only reveal minor injuries that can be recovered after recuperation. She has full confidence in her marksmanship.

Of course, it is impossible to return to being as flexible as before the injury...

It should be said that Mr. Furuya's worries are not unreasonable, after being exposed to another world, or having a relationship with the organization.In fact, she is gradually discovering another trait in herself that she hadn't noticed before, under the water.

Not so upright and self-disciplined, impulsive and cold, overprotective, strong and arbitrary...

Of course, she will cover it up well, it's enough for her to know her heart.

Watching the large group of Gunma prefectural police leave first, and returning to the white Mazda, Riya consciously sat in the co-pilot.

"Mr. Matsuda, let's go back." An Jing waited for the curly-haired youth to finish smoking a cigarette, and she leaned on the car window with one hand, and said briskly.

After holding the steering wheel for a while, Matsuda looked straight ahead, and said nonchalantly, "Why did you change back again?"

"Huh?" After being stunned for a few seconds, Riya finally realized what he was referring to, and forced herself to hold back the smile that almost leaked, pretending to be puzzled, "What is Matsuda-kun talking about?"

But at the next moment, she couldn't help laughing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because I haven't gotten used to it...forgive me, Mr. Zhenping?"

In fact, I just got used to shouting, and I think it doesn't matter to continue the previous address.But since the other party cared so much, she followed suit.

With a noncommittal snort, Matsuda Jinpei decided to let her go this time.

But just after returning to the road, his girlfriend You's soft and smiling voice sounded again: "Jing Ping, is your dream of becoming a police chief more determined now?"

"Huh?" Matsuda Zhenping raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and his eyes wandered, "You still remember this."

"Because I said it was a dream, even if I said it jokingly, it means I really want to do it, doesn't it?"

Thinking of Yamamura Natsu, the corners of Riya's mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself: "Besides, I also feel that he is not as good as you now."

"...Will it be difficult?" Matsuda Jinpei rarely did not answer directly.

"Then set a small goal and become the chief of the police first." Slightly sat up straighter, she quickly reached out and rubbed the soft curly hair she had coveted for a long time, then leaned back on the car seat contentedly, with a brisk tone, "I have I'm tired of so many explosions and explosions in Tokyo, if it's you, there must be a way."

The curly-haired young man pursed his lips and let out a casual "tss": "It's not that easy."

However, the bright black eyes were clearly full of smiles, and she could see the whole picture when she tilted her head slightly.

"Riya," after a moment of silence, Matsuda Jinhei stared at the dashboard and suddenly asked, "Is there a speed limit here?"

"Hey? There's no speed limit until you get back to the urban area." Although she didn't understand what it meant, she quickly gave the answer.

"Then check your seat belt again."

Slightly raising his eyebrows, the curly-haired young man looked sideways at her, with a bright and flamboyant smile on his lips: "We're going to speed up."

In response to his words, the engine suddenly roared violently.

The next moment, the white Mazda sports car with smooth lines galloped out on the mountain road and left in the dust.

It was already past noon when I went back, I had lunch, and in the afternoon it was the transcripts, the smoke test... After a lot of tossing, the time of the day passed by in a blink of an eye.

"...So at that time, I had a good chat with people from Nagano Prefecture?"

Opening the door, the curly-haired youth casually asked about the afternoon.

When he was about to go back, he had just met the policewoman before, and suddenly started chatting with the female police officer. He seemed to be reluctant to leave until he left, and it took him a long time to remember that he was still waiting.

Of course he wouldn't mind this little thing, but he couldn't help being curious.

"That," Riya took the lead to enter the door, and answered him when he straightened up again after changing his shoes, "Miss Uehara asked me about some love topics, anyway, I happen to be free, so I will use my experience to help her answer her questions. .”

"... Answer questions?" Matsuda Jinping asked subconsciously.

"For the opposite sex who has a crush, I worry that after confessing, I won't even be friends... and other tangled issues. I feel that all she needs is courage, so I helped her make up her mind."

Touching his chin and sitting down on the sofa, Riya nodded confidently: "This is also a common concern in love. Ms. Uehara is very cute, and helping her feels quite fulfilling."

Standing in place and watching her, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly couldn't move.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" She was quickly attracted by her boyfriend's hesitant expression, and was a little puzzled.

With a light cough, the curly-haired young man turned his face away slightly as if nothing had happened, and tried to keep his voice calm as usual: "At that time, were you worried like this?"

"When?" Riya was stunned.

"... Confession," Matsuda Jinpei wanted to avoid her gaze as the blood rushed to his face, but he held back his movements and asked as naturally as possible, "You were obviously very firm that night in the hospital ...Are you secretly nervous?"

"..." She couldn't keep up with this train of thought for a moment.

Wait, what do you mean she confessed in the night in the hospital... No wonder the other party suddenly and naturally made a more intimate move at that time. Misunderstood something?

Could it be the hint of that bottle of wine...

Too bad she had no way of knowing for sure.But at this time, I actually don’t remember at all, and the relationship will definitely be in crisis!

It would be very deliberate to avoid it, but there is also a risk of being discovered when using words... Riya felt his brain suddenly cleared up from the exhaustion of a busy day, and countless coping ideas flashed in the blink of an eye.

A second later, she blinked, and her tone showed a little hesitation: "Of course it would be a lie to say that you are not nervous... because Mr. Zhen Ping looks very difficult to get close to."

"And he has always shown a cold look, which is completely an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away."

"I'm sorry... no, I never rejected you at all, did I?" Subconsciously, Matsuda Jinpei was about to apologize, but Matsuda Jinpei quickly realized and raised his eyebrows to look at her.

Even though he hesitated at first and decided to respond later, he never refused her approach.

On the contrary, this guy, although he took the initiative to approach him, and would unswervingly tell him to face it together in an emergency, but for a long time, he would show an overly polite and alienated attitude from time to time, completely confused .

"But……"

The originally smooth thoughts choked up, and Li Ya almost couldn't answer the words, but fortunately, she had a sudden flash of light and was caught by her: "But Jinping-kun, you haven't responded formally, have you?"

"Not at all." Thinking of this, she suddenly gained a bit of confidence, and made a serious accusation, "Speaking of which, it's not even in a relationship now, is it?"

"..."

Did you always mind this?

After a moment of silence, Matsuda Jinhei sat down beside her, carefully pulled her into his arms, tilted his head to carefully observe her emotions, and lowered his voice: "Sorry, I ignored your feelings."

"……It's ok."

He was obviously a little angry when he said this, he sighed silently.

"Although there was no beautiful moonlight that night, I will always remember it."

"The wine will also be carefully preserved." He slowed down his speech because he was considering his words, but he bit each word clearly and firmly, "I will cherish my heart... because every day in the future, I want to be with you spend."

Riya unconsciously squeezed his shoulders, her eyes widened slightly.

Raising his hand to gently support her small chin, the curly-haired youth tilted his head slightly, and slowly drew closer. Because of the tightness of his throat, his voice was a bit dry: "So, can we date?"

"If you refuse, just push me away."

Three, two, one——

He kissed it without hesitation.

Even though he knew that there would be no negative answer, at this moment his heart was still stirred by pure joy, Matsuda Jinpei slightly distanced himself, and laughed softly: "Then, I will accept it."

"... Does this seem to be an attitude of accepting rejection?" Although he didn't intend to do so, Riya couldn't help but complain.

Under the gaze of the other party with a burning smile, she leaned back uncomfortably, and muttered in a low voice: "And I don't feel any difference."

"Sorry." Raising his eyebrows slightly, Matsuda Jinhei admitted his mistake in a drawn-out tone, "Because there is not enough time."

"There really is a difference, I'm sure."

"...Jun Ping, I really want to go back."

Although he was almost shaken by his look, the only remaining line of thinking in her mind reminded Riya that she really should go back to business.

"Do you want to sleep alone today?" Pursing his lips, Matsuda Jinping was really depressed.

It's even worse than before... I can't understand it no matter what.

And Riya took a deep breath, trying to maintain a serious tone: "Jinpei-kun, you're not used to sleeping in a yukata at all, are you?"

In the slightly surprised expression of "How do you know?", she was really helpless... Actually, it was obvious, after all, every morning... Cough, she didn't want to watch it on purpose.

"I'm going to finish writing the shooting report today so we can follow up on the case tomorrow, or get back to Tokyo in time."

Ignoring her boyfriend's accusing gaze, she once again gave a very convincing reason: "And it's only the first day of dating, so it's better to keep a distance?"

"Okay, good night, see you tomorrow morning."

Quickly gave a goodnight kiss, and under the speechless and unbelievable gaze of the other party, she raised her hand and closed the door.

...Damn it, what's the matter with this sense of guilt.

No, don't even think about it.Concentrating her thoughts, she turned around and found the voice changer in her luggage, her eyes really condensed.