[Net King Sanada] Takeshi Zheng

It is said that people who become addicted to heavy metal music will vomit when they hear light music.The sound waves of the full and thick bass hit the eardrums of both ears, intersecting with the sound of the wind and the sound of the engine of the heavy locomotive into the ears.Of course, the starting sound of the locomotive is not very obvious, because the owner who is riding a purple Ducati_1199_Panigale_S is very safety-conscious wearing a purple helmet, a black suit at work, black harem trousers tucked in Black ankle boots with horse studs.

The thin body gives people a feeling that it is difficult to control a heavy locomotive.Except for a little adult in a suit who is clinging tightly to the owner's skinny waist behind the car.The whole outfit is purple: helmet, gloves, knee pads, headphone cable.Even the stainless steel water bottle, which is buckled on the right rear of the locomotive and makes a sensational impact sound when it collides with the metal of the car body, is purple.

The locomotive galloped on the outer ring road, passed through the alleys, bent over the roundabout, and passed the patrol Oo who was preparing to take a break on the side of the road. Ducati_1199_Panigale_S is a one-person locomotive, if caught, at least be arrested Double the charge - speeding and overloading.

"Stop it for me, you hateful street bomber!" The police siren immediately irritated the ears of pedestrians on the side of the road. "You're unlucky today. You met me, Kirihara Akaya... this amazing rider. Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are a street bomber or a speeder. Let's catch you." Kirihara immediately launched his iron cavalry and chased after him.

There is a certain speed limit on the highway in the city, and it happened to be bumped into by the police officer Akaya Kirihara who was on patrol.Police officer Kirihara is a traffic police Oo who likes to meet bombers on the street.Because every time he encounters a street bomber, it is time to give full play to his strengths.Back then, when police officer Kirihara was still in high school, he used a modified golden beige Suzuki _GSX1300R_ Falcon to defeat a hundred with one.Therefore, police officer Kirihara is still somewhat famous among the bosozoku in Kanagawa.Never before has a street bomber escaped from the gas pedal under the feet of the swift police officer Kirihara.However, Police Officer Kirihara made a small mistake this time because:

Judging from the Ducati_24,490_Panigale_S with a starting price of 1199 euros, the owner should belong to the bosozoku.The bosozou are usually divided into civil and military groups: the martial group is also known as the bombing party, and they are generally young people under the age of 20. Because of economic constraints, most of them use 400cc second-hand cars; the cultural group is generally a social person. , Most of them have stable jobs, stable sources of income, special hobbies and certain studies on locomotives.The characteristic of these people is that the vehicles equipped are all sports cars with very high liters, and most of them are single.

To put it simply, the Wubosozou are some young people who love motorcycles and gather together in groups in the evening. The most iconic scene is a group of people whistling provocatively, riding a motorcycle around a beautiful little girl go in circles.The literary and violent people are based on the enthusiasm for speed, find a stimulus to release the pressure after work, and enjoy the pleasure brought by the rapidity.To put it more simply, the first type is to be handsome without money, and the other is to have some money for entertainment.

Therefore, under the huge performance difference, the police officer Kirihara had an idea, turned to the path, and prepared to intercept the "street bomber" from the ramp.Speaking of his familiarity with the streets in this area, Police Officer Kirihara is still confident.

Just when Police Officer Kirihara came out of the ramp, the locomotive had just passed the fork in the road, and the tires drove past obliquely, raising waves of dust, which blocked his sight.Qieyuan was stunned, he didn't hold the direction firmly, the car rolled over together with the people, and rolled several meters away.Kirihara just scraped the palm of his left hand, and his left knee was bruised which should be visible when he wakes up tomorrow morning.Police officer Kirihara slammed his fist on the ground fiercely.

"Damn it!" He watched the "Street Bomber" leave.What made Kirihara furious the most was that when the "street bomber" left, Kirihara saw him glance back at himself.

"Damn it, you bloody street blaster. You better not let me catch you, or I...cough cough..."

Just when Kirihara was about to swear how to avenge the "arrow", a Lamborghini LP670_4_SV sports car that was also purple also quickly drifted behind Kirihara, chasing after him.Dust rose from the ground, which really choked Officer Kirihara enough.

"What day is it today? The day of the purple street bomber's rampage?" Kirihara stood up indignantly.Fortunately, the iron cavalry was not seriously injured.Otherwise, he will be punished by Police Officer Sanada who is not his immediate superior but often reprimands Police Officer Kirihara.Kirihara picked up the cavalry, stepped into the car, and before leaving, he took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, checked the calendar, and then checked the horoscope.

"What bullshit divination? He also said that today is the most prosperous day for Libra this year, and I'm so unlucky even with five stars! I don't believe you anymore, huh~" Kirihara closed the phone angrily, and muttered to himself.He scratched his slightly messy hair, then touched the back of his head that was still hurting, and put on his helmet.

Akaya Kirihara, 25 years old.Currently a rookie police officer of the Kanagawa Traffic Oo Department.Occasionally, Kirihara would also ponder: Why Sanada, who entered the police Oo station only a year earlier than himself, was so prosperous in the police station, rising again and again, but he was always demoted from one department to another in disguise. ?Could it be that in the past ten or so years, Sanada would beat him up every now and then, and his brain would be beaten out of his wits?Or is Police Sanada watching over him, someone "inside"?

Police officer Kirihara was riding a cavalry, thinking about the problem leisurely, and slowly patrolling the alleys.Counting today, it was already the fourth day to come to the Oo Department of Transportation. Maybe it was because he didn't read the police badges well, or maybe it was the slowness of police officer Kirihara.When encountering escaped bosozoku, speeding gangs, etc., they should immediately notify the headquarters, request to call up the street video, find out the license plate number, and punish such people until they are punished.

At the other end, the locomotive that has already entered the high-speed passage of the acceleration section and the sports car that followed closely behind are doing the final competition.

The frowning man in the sports car pulled the lake blue tie around his neck with one hand, and held the steering wheel with the other.Unbutton the two buttons on the top of the shirt, revealing a silver-white necklace with a platinum ring on it, and the white shirt against the black suit.Anger is especially dignified.

"Thin bamboo pole! Hurry up, you're going to be overtaken." The little adult behind the car, with a pair of innocent child's eyes and slightly curly hair, looks like a very clever boy.

"Ring ring ring!" The little adult sitting behind the scooter lazily stretched out one hand to take out the mobile phone in the pocket of the owner's coat, and grabbed the owner's clothes with the other hand.After pressing the answer button, the hands-free button is also pressed immediately.

"Cousin! Let me solemnly remind you to put Yuya down quickly." Following a few beeps, the young man hung up the phone.

"Shouzhugan, hurry up. If you are chased by your cousin, I will call him Tezuka. This kind of inhumane thing must never happen to me."

"Kirihara-kun, please don't use idioms indiscriminately." The thin voice spread rapidly through the helmet.

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Inoue's stomach has always been half stagnant and half working.Therefore, she always carries a 250ml thermos with her so that she can drink hot water to protect her stomach at any time.No matter where you are or how important things are going on, you must eat on time at 11:30 noon.In middle school, I don’t know how many teachers were worried because Inoue ate bento in class, but they were afraid of Inoue’s violent tendencies, so they cried silently on the podium, but they couldn’t do anything.

When Inoue was a teenager, she had a major stomach operation. After that, she could only eat three meals of easily digestible noodles, such as the three most common noodles: udon noodles, soba noodles and green tea noodles.From her pale face and thin figure, it can be seen that she is typically malnourished.However, people who are malnourished can still grow to a height of 1.7 meters [-], which is really a bit embarrassing.

Inoue rode a motorcycle and brought the little adults behind him to report to the police Oo station. The first thing he did when he arrived at the police Oo station was to go to the restaurant on the second floor.I ordered a udon noodle that I have eaten almost every meal every day for more than ten years.Find a seat by the window and sit down.

"I'm starting." Fingers together.

"I'm starting it too." The little fingers joined together.

One big and one small, picked up the noodles one by one, and put them into their mouths gracefully.From time to time, the passing police Oo saw that Inoue and the young adults around him were eating noodles without making a sound, so they assumed that today's udon seemed to be unpalatable.Forget it, let's eat the set meal.

Police officer Oo Kirihara finished his morning patrol and returned to the police station safely, "Ah~~ it's already [-]:[-], hurry up and eat. I'm starving to death!" The white helmet was hung on the rearview mirror, and by the way, he fiddled with his rather serious hairstyle, and then went to the restaurant on the second floor.At the restaurant bar, I ordered a fried rice with teriyaki pork, accompanied by a cup of steaming original milk tea.

Kirihara and Inoue are schoolmates. According to Kirihara's own position in his heart, he and Inoue should be regarded as "iron buddies"; if according to what Sanada sees, hears and thinks on a daily basis, Kirihara and Inoue are mutual bad friends.Inoue, who has been in the market since he was a child, is more realistic than Kirihara, and he is naturally more crazy than Kirihara, and he will be more crazy.

Inoue, who looks like a boy, often takes Kirihara to gamble and race cars.Kirihara taught Inoue how to play video games and cut hair.Kirihara often hung out with Inoue, so he naturally inherited Inoue's good habit of eating three meals on time.It's just that the time for Qiehara to eat is often repeatedly delayed by powerful and unstoppable external factors.Kirihara really "stealed" Inoue's driving skills, but Inoue didn't seem to understand the hairstyle skills Kirihara "taught" to her, and even playing video games has always been at a disadvantage.

Kirihara randomly found a place by the window to sit down, because the light in this place is very good, and the rice grains will not be eaten into the nostrils, so it is the best place for wolfing down.Then there was a burst of eating, muttering in his mouth:

"You bloody street bomber, let me see you again... I'll beat you down." Police officer Kirihara still couldn't let go of pounding the rice with his chopsticks. He always felt that the police force matched the iron cavalry equipment too low.Facing the Ducati _1199_Panigale_S, which Kirihara dared not dream of, the only thing that can match its performance is the Audi R8, which is priced one zero higher.Of course, Kirihara Police Officer Oo still felt in his heart that if the person driving the Ducati's seat was Kirihara Akiya, the speed would definitely go to a higher level.

Kirihara swallowed a large portion of fried rice, and then drank milk tea in big gulps, gurgling.After drinking it, I breathed a sigh of satisfaction, felt much more comfortable, and wanted to open a lot.Inadvertently, I saw a thin and familiar man with a broom head that Kirihara almost laughed out loud picking up noodles one by one, and I didn't know when he was sitting opposite him.From the corner of his eyes, Kirihara noticed the half-opened purple thermos beside the table.

The first reaction was, "You bastard blows up street gangsters." So, he quickly took out the handcuffs from behind his buttocks with his left hand, and clasped Inoue's hand holding chopsticks and a noodle in his right hand on the table with a click.

"You're under arrest. I'm warning you, be quiet or I'll..."

Hearing the words, Inoue suddenly felt something strange, raised his head slowly, and looked at each other. "Long time no see, Kirihara-kun. You are doing well recently!" Inoue's eyes were still indifferent, his tone was still so gentle, and his words were always accompanied by honorifics.

"Ah~~ You...you...are...well?" Kirihara panicked, the person who had disappeared for ten years suddenly sat across from him and ate udon noodles.Suddenly again, he actually handcuffed her.

"I... you... Inoue, bastard, you..." Kirihara started to feel a little overwhelmed and incoherent.

"Your hairstyle is too difficult, no, it's too outdated." Kirihara pointed at Inoue's broom head that was raised at least 5 cm.Usually, shouldn't "friends" who haven't seen each other for many years meet again with a greeting?If you don't know the whereabouts of the other party, at least it would be better to ask where they are going first.

"It's outdated! That's how it is." Inoue touched the broom head with his movable right hand, fiddled with the back of his head twice, took off the wig, and threw it into the trash can behind him, Bingo!After that, a head of waist-length hair was revealed.In Kirihara's original eyes, Inoue's dead fish eyes immediately turned into red phoenix eyes against the backdrop of the flowing long hair; the long face that was originally pulled by the broom head also looked much rounder.

"Because Kirihara-kun hasn't been around for the past ten years, so I haven't cut my hair. I'm very troubled and don't know what to do. I usually wear a wig when I go out." Inoue's silent eyes touched Kirihara's slightly mature eyes. Hitomi.

"Ah~~ I remembered, there is a barber shop near the police station... um... there is a barber with good skills, why not? When can we go get a haircut together?" Kirihara wanted to act normal Inoue made a sarcasm, and wanted to ask her where she had been dawdling all these years, but she didn't know where to start.So make an appointment first, and then ask slowly.

"Before... Kirihara-kun, can you please let go of my hand." Inoue raised his hand that was chained.

"Ah~~ I'll open it." Kirihara frantically looked for the key in his pocket.From time to time, he raised his head to look at Inoue's expressionless face.It feels like I forgot something important.

While pondering in his heart, Kirihara took the key and handcuffed Inoue, "Huh? Why did I torture the bastard Inoue just now?"