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Yizi's Cowboy's shop is located in the busiest neighborhood, and it can be regarded as the most famous Cowboy's shop in this area.

Some cowherds in his family are even worth more than ordinary entertainers, and many wealthy women spend a lot of money to buy champagne towers.

Because of this, some people plotted against the law, secretly took private photos of Cowherd, exposed their private life, destroyed the business image of Cowherd, and caused the wealthy rich women to run away.

What's more serious is that some people stole the clothes of these popular cowherds and posted them on private websites for transactions.

The top cowherd of Yizi's family was the first to bear the brunt. His social circle was exposed, his source of income was cut off, and he was hit both physically and mentally, making it impossible to continue his business.

Akira Sakurai stood in the living room and looked at the top cowherd who was sitting on the sofa crying so hard.

"What can I do? Why me! All my bed photos have been exposed...Miss Hui, Mrs. Meihe, Miss Youli...they haven't come to see me anymore!"

The top cowherd cried and sighed three times. Everyone knew that he was miserable, but they didn't feel that he was worthy of pity.

Everyone was waiting for him to stop complaining because of the need to get the words out of the leading cowboy's mouth.

Akira Sakurai hides behind the five members of the police academy wearing cowherd suits. He tries hard to reduce the sense of existence, but the sense of shame always climbs up belatedly.

Akira Sakurai's face and ears were half red, he couldn't stand in front of people, so he had to hide behind them.

It's too embarrassing to be dressed as a maid, he just wants to dig a hole and jump in, and die for the missions!

The top cowherd complained endlessly, and even Zhu Fu Jingguang, the best-tempered member of the five-member police academy, frowned slightly.

Matsuda Jinpei complained impatiently: "He's never finished, why is he still crying, just ask him if he's okay, do you have to listen to him cry again?" The neckline of the suit was pulled, and a button was torn off, and the collarbone burst out.

As a result, the button just happened to fall at Akira Sakurai's feet.

Akira Sakurai watched Matsuda Jinhei suddenly bend down in front of him, and when Matsuda Jinpei picked up the button and was about to get up, his gaze fell on Akira Sakurai's leg wrapped in white calf socks, and that leg was slender and slender , and wearing small leather shoes with a little high heels.

It was the first time that Matsuda Jinhei saw Sakurai Akira's outfit at such a close distance and carefully. He bent down stiffly, his pupils constricted, and panic and embarrassment mixed mixedly on his face.

Then Akira Sakurai saw Matsuda Jinpei yelling like he had seen a ghost, which directly attracted the eyes of everyone who was tired of hearing the head cowherd crying.

Akira Sakurai poked his head out from behind the others for some unknown reason, and stared at Jinpei Matsuda who was screaming in a daze: "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

After receiving everyone's suspicious gazes, Matsuda Jinpei's face turned from pale to blushing, and he waved his hands feebly, "I have, I have something to do, no... I don't... nothing."

Hagiwara Kenji thought that his pure and lovely young boy was frightened by the colorful career of the top cowherd, so he hooked Matsuda Jinpei's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, little Jinpei, our task is to play the role of a cowherd. People are our predecessors now, we must learn from him.”

Toru Amuro thought that Matsuda Jinpei was being cowardly, he folded his arms and raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile, "Matsuda, so you are not used to this kind of occasion."

Amuro Toru's words meant something, and Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed that Amuro Toru wanted to provoke Matsuda Jinpei again, so he patted him lightly and reminded: "We are here to complete the task, not to bicker."

Datehang stared at Matsuda Jinpei with some concern: "Matsuda, you don't seem to have a very good face from the beginning, huh? Why are you still covering your face?"

Hagiwara Kenji pulled Matsuda Jinpei's hand away: "Hey, let me see if you are really not feeling well?"

Akira Sakurai's ears were buzzing, and finally he heard the head cowherd screaming sharply: "Aren't you here to help me?!"

Then there was a slap, and Yizi slapped the cowherd on the head, stopping the cowherd from crying, and also drew the eyes of the five members of the police academy and Akira Sakurai.

"Shut up and get down to business." Yizi stared condescendingly at the head cowherd in her shop.

The top cowherd froze for a second, and sat upright and explained the situation to the five-member team of the police academy.

He was the first person to find out that his private photos had been exposed, and his colleagues later suffered the same persecution.

But all the intimate photos were taken in this cowherd shop, and the lost clothes were also lost in the changing room.

And the victims all have one thing in common, as long as they are the business champion of the night, they are guaranteed to have their private photos exposed or their clothes stolen the next day.

Toru Amuro crossed his arms, and he mused, "Since neither the place where the sneak shot was taken nor the place where things were stolen have left here, and the target is very clear, there is a high possibility that the culprit is the cowherd or the employee of this store."

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked the head cowherd who was frowning: "Do you have competitors in this store, or do you have people who don't have a good relationship with you?"

No. [-] Cowherd: "I am the number one. I have no competitors. Colleagues who play well with me have also suffered such things. Moreover, I am very popular. There is no one with bad relations in this store."

Everyone looked at the top cowherd with a natural expression: "..."

If you ask him, you probably won't be able to.

Matsuda Jinpei snorted softly: "Just talk, there is no need to listen to his statement of the case, it is a waste of time."

Datehang began to assign tasks. The five members of the police academy all pretended to be cowherds and lurked into different areas to observe whether there were suspicious cowherds or guests, and squatted at the scene of the crime.

And Akira Sakurai pretends to be the patron's guest, and just sits there waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Akira Sakurai's task is very simple, if any suspicious fish bites the bait, he just pulls it up and hand it over to the police academy's five-member team.

But Akira Sakurai's mission is the most dangerous.

Toru Amuro frowned slightly, realizing the seriousness of the problem. The only thing they sacrificed in their original fishing law enforcement plan was the bait.

And Akira Sakurai was the bait.

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head, and his eyes fell on Akira Sakurai, who had long black curly hair with two rabbit ears on his head, and was wearing a black and white lace maid outfit.

Just like Alice who strayed into the secret garden.

Too cruel.

Why did they agree to this plan all of a sudden?

Sakurai Akira didn't feel the worried eyes of everyone, he nodded intently: "Yeah, I understand. If there is someone who can show up, I will contact you as soon as possible."

But before Akira Sakurai finished speaking, someone reached out and grabbed his arm. Akira Sakurai looked up, and it turned out to be Matsuda Jinhei who had never dared to look him straight.

Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand subconsciously, but when Akira Sakurai raised his face and looked at him with doubtful eyes, his mind, which was so anxious that he could write a small composition like crazy, suddenly went blank.

Akira Sakurai tilted his head: "Senior Matsuda, do you want to say something to me?"

Matsuda was stunned for a few seconds, and after a few seconds, embarrassment flooded his face again. He moved his lips slightly and blinked his glasses in a panic: "You...be careful!"

Toru Amuro followed Matsuda Jinpei's words. He patted Akira Sakurai on the shoulder, his eyes were full of firmness, but also with gentle worry: "Sakurai, if you don't want to, you can quit now. It's not that you We can’t complete this mission, but we feel that the next mission you have to do is a bit too risky, we didn’t think it through at the beginning, sorry.”

Akira Sakurai paused, he was almost always impressed by Toru Amuro's gentleness and firmness, no matter what period Toru Amuro was in.

Facing everyone's concerned eyes, Akira Sakurai showed a bright smile: "I know everyone is worried about me. However, this is not only a task but also a challenge. Whenever and no matter what, I have the courage to do it. meet."

Zhu Fujingguang's voice fell slowly, as if he was providing the strongest guarantee for Akira Sakurai's vowed words: "Everyone, trust Sakurai, don't worry too much about him. We all have to complete the task well."

"What?! Man!"

A split cry came from behind the crowd.

The top cowherd stared at Akira Sakurai in disbelief.

He looked at Akira Sakurai from top to bottom, and was slapped again by Yiko: "Your boss is a master of women's clothing, why are you surprised?"

Then the leading Cowherd rubbed his head resentfully, and glanced at Akira Sakurai in maid outfit standing among the five police cadets in beautiful suits with meaningful eyes.

He nodded: "I see."

What turned out to be so?

This cowherd actually thinks that he is also a master of women's clothing? !

Sakurai Akira's head was full of black lines, he stretched out his hand to explain: "Hey, I'm also a police cadet who came to help you..."

As a result, the top cowherd yelled again: "I remember! The night I was secretly photographed, the theme of the store's cross-dressing was maid costumes, and there was a maid costume patron who bought me the first-selling one that night." Drinks!"

Immediately, Akira Sakurai's eyes lit up. He stood among the five members of the police academy, smiled slyly like a fox, and said, "Choose one out of the five of you, and I'll buy you a champagne tower."

The five members of the police academy suddenly choked up their Adam's apple at the same time. Why did Akira Sakurai, who looked like a little rabbit with red eyes afraid that he would be wronged, suddenly turned into a big devil?

Then the five members of the police academy used the most primitive method of guessing fists to select the destined son.

Matsuda Jinpei was pushed out by Hagiwara Kenji: "Go, little Jinpei, I will serve Princess Xiaoming well tonight~"

Amuro couldn't help laughing out loud at Matsuda Jinpei's furious look.

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head to look at Akira Sakurai. He lowered his voice, with a hint of heaviness in his eyes: "Sakurai, be careful. Contact me immediately if there is any situation."

Datehang nodded solemnly to Akira Sakurai: "Sakurai, Matsuda will protect you, let's go to other areas to observe the situation first."

Hagiwara Kenji patted Matsuda Jinpei on the shoulder: "Let's go first, we will contact you later."

After everyone else went out, only Matsuda Jinpei and Sakurai Akira remained in the reception room.

Matsuda Jinpei never thought that he would lose in the game of guessing. He had to stare straight at Akira Sakurai in women's clothing.

But Akira Sakurai just stood in front of Matsuda Jinpei, half a meter away, which was relatively safe.

Matsuda Jinhei's eyes fell on the rabbit ears on Akira Sakurai's head, then drifted to his lace skirt, and in a panic fell on his legs wrapped in calf socks.

Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes immediately, but immediately he felt Akira Sakurai approaching suddenly.

Matsuda Jinpei was grabbed by his tie, he suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Akira Sakurai's little face with a resentful and savage expression.

"Senior Matsuda, your mission is to serve me, you won't forget it." Akira Sakurai suddenly tightened his grip on Matsuda Jinpei's tie, but the words he said were so sweet, his smiling eyes seemed to flow out. Honey comes.

Matsuda Jinhei saw the banter in Akira Sakurai's eyes. He knew that Akira Sakurai was deliberately provoking him. He opened his mouth and showed a sharp and disdainful smile: "Of course, just let the horse come here, I will definitely finish it well." The task. The premise is that you also have to complete the task well.”

Akira Sakurai suddenly put his fingers into Matsuda Jinpei's open neckline, and he pressed the skin at Matsuda Jinpei's collarbone with his warm fingertips: "Of course I will do my best to complete the task."

Matsuda Jinpei shuddered from being touched, he was aroused to fight, he narrowed his eyes, and said in a bad tone: "As a junior, don't you disrespect seniors by doing this?"

Akira Sakurai knew that Matsuda Jinpei meant that touching him with his hands was considered sexual harassment, but Akira Sakurai pretended to be innocent, with the arrogance of a rogue in his eyes: "It turns out that seniors don't know my current identity... ..."

Matsuda Zhenping was taken aback: "Well?"

Immediately, he felt something soft pressed against his cheek, and when he had no time to react, Akira Sakurai raised his chin again.

Akira Sakurai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Senior Matsuda, you are the cowboy who asked me to buy a champagne tower for you now. I will give you a tip by kissing you."

Matsuda Jinhei covered the cheek that was kissed secretly, his eyes widened, shame flooded his innocent face instantly, and he yelled: "You! Why are you so shameless!"

However, in the next scene, Matsuda Jinpei slapped himself in the face.

Sakurai Akira and Matsuda Jinpei came to the central area with the most traffic, next to the stage and wine pool, and each booth was surrounded by gold masters and handsome cowherds in various maid outfits.

Although the theme of tonight's cross-dressing is maid outfits, and the benefactors are all wearing cute or sexy maid outfits, but it is indeed the cowherds in bright clothes who are prostrate at the feet of Cheng Huan.

This kind of cosplay satisfies the latent conquest desire of some patrons, and it is more exciting to abuse and play with the shining people with a low profile.

Akira Sakurai was sitting in the deck. He was as obedient as a doll that had strayed into it, but without a trace of curiosity or confusion. He clearly knew the rules of the game here, and he was attractive.

Some cowherds saw Akira Sakurai alone and came over to talk to him, but Akira Sakurai dismissed him and didn't even give him a look.

The cowherds talked about this benefactor one after another. He looked so delicate and soft that he was easy to deceive and bully, but he didn't manage money for them at all. Then why did he come to the cowherd's shop?

"My God! Hey, hey! You see, this benefactor is probably only focusing on one person."

The watching cowherd shifted his gaze to Matsuda Jinpei who was walking over with his pockets on his back. Wearing a dark red suit, Matsuda Jinpei had a casual and inadvertent laziness. His collar was loosened and his tie was thrown away by him. Yes, I was forced by Akira Sakurai to wear an expensive-looking necklace.

And the necklace that fell on his collarbone happened to be a couple's necklace hanging around Sakurai Akira's neck.

Matsuda Zhenping walked up to Akira Sakurai despite the curious eyes of the cowherd and the prying eyes of other benefactors.

Sakurai Akira was sitting on the sofa, and the blurred light shone on him, but he looked so pure.

After Matsuda Jinpei approached, Sakurai Akira raised his small face that didn't give others a look, tilted his head and smiled, just like a princess seeing a knight returning in triumph, with anticipation and joy .

Matsuda Jinpei knelt down on one knee, and the onlookers let out an exclamation.

Matsuda Jinpei took Sakurai Akira's hand and kissed it, and the crowd of onlookers erupted into overwhelming discussions.

"Wow! It's true! This benefactor only wants him! Who is he?"

"The boss said he is the ace of the airborne! Woohoo, tonight's No.1 will be snatched away again..."

"This benefactor is so dedicated, he won't buy him a champagne tower for several nights in a row."

"A new top card is about to be born! When will the patron see me..."

Sakurai Akira listened to other people's comments, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Matsuda Jinpei's expression. Matsuda Jinpei lying on his knee at the moment looked like a big curly-haired dog, but with a fierce look on his face and angrily Grinding hound.

Akira Sakurai stretched out his hand and scratched Matsuda Jinpei's chin. He squinted his pink eyes and laughed softly, "Is the dog so angry because the owner didn't pat you down?"

As Sakurai said, he was about to stroke Matsuda Jinpei's curly black hair.

Matsuda Jinpei hurriedly avoided, he turned his head away, touched his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "Enough, Sakurai."

Akira Sakurai pouted: "I haven't played enough."

When Matsuda Jinpei heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to punch him, but when he saw that Sakurai Akira was wearing a dress, although it was cute and delicate, but there was also some discomfort, his heart softened instantly.

Forget it, Akira Sakurai is a junior, and he must set an example for the younger generation.

Just after Sakurai Akira and Matsuda Jinpei staged a scene, Matsuda Jinpei has become a new thorn in the eyes of the cowherds, and Sakurai Akira has notified Yizi to arrange the fragrant cake tower.

A message from the four people on the other side who were performing tasks.

Amuro Toru and Zhu Fu Jingguang went to ask other cowherds who had been persecuted. They locked the location of the crime, one was the suite on the top floor of the cowherd shop, and the other was the dressing room of the cowherd.

Intimate photos of the cowherds were secretly photographed in two places, and the clothes were also stolen here.

But the monitoring did not catch any suspicious people.

Hagiwara Kenji and Date Hang went to the two crime locations to watch the incident, and found nothing unusual.

Akira Sakurai said: "Maybe you are all new faces, making the prisoner more vigilant. If the prisoner is not caught tonight, he may completely stop and run away."

"So how should we fish?"

The five members of the police academy raised questions at the same time.

Akira Sakurai smiled flatly at the four people in the conversation and Matsuda Jin in front of him: "I want you five to be jealous for me."

Only one Matsuda Jinpei posture is too small.

The prisoner is now vigilant. If he wants to make a fortune in the end, he will gamble on the most valuable cowherd.

That's why Akira Sakurai wants everyone in the Cowherd's shop to focus on him tonight.

He wants to make one of the five members of the police academy the most enviable and enviable cowboy of the night.

Right now, amidst the exclamation of the crowd, several incense cake towers glowed brightly behind Akira Sakurai.

Surrounding Akira Sakurai was the five members of the police academy.

It should not be said to be sitting around, but he hugged left and right.

Toru Amuro pulled off his bow tie and held the red wine in his hand, and stuck to Akira Sakurai's left hand with an extremely provocative smile on his face.

The tall and burly Datehang bent down to feed Akira Sakurai the cake, while Jingguang Momofuku, who was wearing a white suit, smiled and stared tenderly at Akira Sakurai as he spread the colored cream of the cake onto his chest.

Kenji Hagiwara leaned against Akira Sakurai's right hand, holding a cigarette between his fingers, whispering in Akira Sakurai's ear.

And Akira Sakurai, who was surrounded by four people, sat on Matsuda Jinpei's body, leaning on Matsuda Jinpei's chest that had already let out a lot of love.