I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

"Your parents are very good and kind people."

When Jiu Chuan Xingmu was young, every night when he was awakened by nightmares, the adopter's wife would pat him on the back, hum a tune in a warm voice and tell him this sentence.

"If this is the case, why do they still die?" Xiao Xingmu tugged on the woman's sleeve, his moist eyes were full of doubts: "The book says that good people should live a long life amidst flowers and applause."

"Because there are bad people in this world." The woman sighed and rubbed Xing Mu's head, "But the book didn't lie to you. The police are working hard to find the murderer, and they will definitely punish the bad people with justice."

Jiu Chuan Xingmu also forgot when this conversation happened, but he later decided to become a policeman because of this influence.

So he has always believed that the adoptive family is gentle, kind and good people.

He would eavesdrop on the words inside, and it was really just out of curiosity, but the angry voice of the adopter still made him feel a little out of harmony.

The adopter should be on the phone, and the intermittent voice came through the thick door panel gap: "Are they still investigating the matter of Hikaru Jiu Chuan! It's been so long, it should have been found long ago, why bother to find it here?" Keep wasting your hands!"

He didn't know what to say over there, and he finally eased up a little: "I know that senior is a very respectable person, and everyone has been very unwilling after so many years, but as policemen, we should be clear about our responsibilities, shouldn't we? "

If possible, Jiuchuan Xingmu also wanted to investigate the real culprit who killed his parents, but as the adopter said, as the police, they should not bring personal grievances into the case.

I must have thought too much about it.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, turned around and prepared to go back to his room.

But because of the previous injury and lying on the bed for too long, the calf muscles have not recovered to their best condition, and they are so sore after listening to them for a while.

Before he had time to move his body, he fell straight down.

The viscous juice was scattered all over the floor, and the conversation inside the door stopped, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, the adopter opened the door: "Xingmu?"

"Uncle..." Jiu Chuan Xingmu, who was caught eavesdropping for the first time, had a pounding heart. He squeezed his palms hard to calm himself down, then raised his head and said, "Sorry, I was going to bring you juice."

"How long have you been at the door?" The adopter looked down at him, his face was divided into two by the orange light downstairs, and Jiuchuan Xingmu couldn't see his expression clearly from this angle.

The pressure made him almost out of breath, but he still tried to look natural and said, "I just came, sorry to disturb you?"

The adopter stared into his eyes for a long time, then gently squatted down and helped him stand up by his arms: "You didn't hurt from the fall, did you?"

"No..." Jiuchuan Xingmu shook his head lightly.

"Continue to recover well," the adopter rubbed his head, and the worry in his tone did not seem to be fake: "I really can't rest assured that you will go to the police academy with your physical condition."

"It's just an accident! Maybe it's because I've been walking outside for a long time today, I just need to take a rest." Hearing this sentence, Jiuchuan Xingmu hastily defended loudly, for fear that the adopter would change his mind.

The adopter was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You and your father are really getting more and more alike. When both of us were studying in the police academy, once the teacher said that he was not suitable to be a policeman, he would be anxious."

Jiu Chuan Xingmu looked into his eyes, trying to read the emotions inside.

Unfortunately he failed.

After all, they are people who have been in the officialdom all year round, and the mentality difference between the two is more than a little bit.

"Then, do you still want to drink juice?" Jiuchuan Xingmu pursed his lips and remained silent for a while before changing the subject.

"No need, don't worry about it, go and have a good rest." The adopter shook his head lightly, urging Jiuchuan Xingmu to go back.

"Yeah." The sense of disobedience in his heart couldn't dissipate, Jiuchuan Xingmu returned to his room as if fleeing.

The flustered expression remained until the door was closed, Xing Mu walked to the desk with a blank expression and sat down.

【Host……? 】The system was silent for a while before saying, 【There is no investigation into the case of the original owner's parents in the main task. 】

[Indeed not. 】Xing Mu looked at the photos on the desk, one was the original owner and his parents when he was a child, and the other was taken with the adoptive family during the New Year last year——

Although he didn't say it, the original owner was actually very grateful to the adoptive family. In this family, he was always tied up because he cared about it, and worried that he, who was already sick, would cause trouble for them.

So he naturally never suspected the adopter.

[That's good...] The system, which thought that the host had given up on extraneous ideas, just breathed a sigh of relief when Xing Mu said so again.

[But I won’t suffer if I do more of this, right? 】The boy picked up the photo leaning inside and looked at it carefully, his warm and soft fingertips brushed across the young Jiu Chuan Xingmu, 【Since I occupy someone else's body, I have the responsibility to find out everything about the original owner. 】

System: ...it just knows.

[Well, high experience is so rare, the leaders of the Space-Time Administration would not be willing to be so generous to the employees. 】Xing Mu stretched his waist, complained bitterly, and then walked into the bathroom, 【But the most important thing now is to have a good rest and prepare for school tomorrow. 】

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The weather of this enrollment was more than a little bit different from the last time. With the ticking autumn rain and humid air, Jiu Chuan Xingmu's ankle bones began to ache again.

"I still prefer sunny days." Standing under the umbrella, Jiuchuan Xingmu stretched out his palm to catch two drops of rainwater, and sighed deeply.

"Yes, we can only do indoor training in this kind of weather." Coach Onitsuka who came to pick up this special student at the school gate also sighed, but his worry was completely opposite to that of Jiuchuan Xingmu.

"It's just the first day of school, so you don't have to mention it!" Jiuchuan Xingmu's face collapsed, pretending to be very distressed: "I still want to rest for a few more days."

In Onizuka's instructor class, there are often well-known policemen in the industry. Apart from the excellence of the students themselves, this is of course partly due to his devilish training.Jiu Chuan Xingmu had experienced this before.

"Hahaha, I thought you would be looking forward to it." Instructor Onizuka smiled boldly, looked at Jiu Chuan Xingmu and said, "Because your eyes look very bright."

Jiuchuan Xingmu: "..."

Although it is undeniable that he is indeed very happy, but the fact that his eyes are bright is somewhat exaggerated, right?

I am not Ultraman.

Or is it that people in grades like to use such exaggerated adjectives?

"Are you scolding me in your heart?" Instructor Onizuka noticed Jiu Chuan Xingmu's expression very keenly, and guessed what he was thinking.

"How could it be! I have always been a good boy who respects my teacher!" Jiu Chuan Xingmu was taken aback by this look, and almost reflexively stood up straight.

"Well...it's good to keep this." Seeing his reaction, Instructor Onitsuka nodded in satisfaction. Because of the reason that he often gave extra training, the students in the class were more or less afraid of him, so whether it was No matter how naughty a student is, he will pretend to be a little bit in front of him.

The key points include Jiu Chuan Xingmu and Matsuda Jinping, two unruly problem students.

And the way to pretend to be good is to stand straight in a military posture when he becomes strict.

"Do you want to be the monitor of Onitsuka's class this year?" Coach Onitsuka asked earnestly, patting him on the shoulder.

"No way..." Jiuchuan Xingmu shook his head frantically, then pointed to himself and asked, "Do you really think I can be as long as Flight Date?"

"You are still far behind." Instructor Onizuka stared at him for a while, then shook his head frantically: "But you always have a way to manage the naughty ghosts in the class, right?"

The popularity of Jiuchuan Xingmu is not only spread among the students.

"It's pretty good if I don't play naughty with them." Jiuchuan Xingmu shook his head with self-knowledge, put all his luggage in his new dormitory, and went to the opening ceremony with the instructor.

It is impossible to be lucky every time to meet like-minded friends.

Except for the extra people who needed contact information, Jiuchuan Xingmu hardly communicated with anyone. In the evening, after a quick meal, he returned to the dormitory and took out his mobile phone.

Matsuda Jinping should not be busy at this point, so he dialed the phone after struggling for a while.

"What's the matter?" The phone was connected quickly over there, speaking inarticulately as if he was eating something.

"Can you do me a favor? It's fine if it's inconvenient." Jiuchuan Xingmu, who called recklessly without much thought, regretted the moment he heard Matsuda Jinpei's voice.

"You haven't said how I know it's inconvenient?" Matsuda Jinpei put down his chopsticks and turned his ear to listen carefully to what he said.

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner later." Jiuchuan Xingmu lay on the newly made bed, inexplicably nostalgic for the days when he could see his friends just by opening the door.

"... Have you been taken away by someone?" Matsuda Jinping's disgusted voice came from the receiver, "It would make me feel strange to be so polite all of a sudden!"

"I have always been a good boy who is civilized and polite!" Jiuchuan Xingmu sat up and yelled back at the other side, but his heart that had been tense all the time relaxed inexplicably: "Are you working in the Metropolitan Police Department now? "

"Yeah, what, do you want me to show you around? Give you the motivation to work hard in the police academy?"

"I'll go in sooner or later!" Jiuchuan Xingmu rolled his eyes, secretly wrote down the account in his heart, and vowed to give him a good punch next time we meet, and then he said: "That can help Do I look into something?"

"What's the matter?" Probably influenced by Jiu Chuan Xingmu, Matsuda Jinping's voice also became serious, and there was even a hint of worry in it: "Is it related to that perverted doctor?"

"No, I don't care about him for a long time." Jiuchuan Xingmu took a deep breath, and in order to prevent Matsuda Jinpei from continuing to make random guesses, he simply said it directly: "It's about my parents. If possible, I hope You can look at newspapers and videotapes from that year."

"is it okay?"

The boy's voice mixed with temptation and anxiety came through the phone receiver. Matsuda Jinhei frowned tightly, and said in a low voice: "Of course there is no problem helping you investigate, but you have to tell me why you suddenly thought of doing it." this matter?"

Jiu Chuan Xingmu fell silent, Matsuda Jinping could only hear his light breathing.From this voice alone, he could guess the boy's lowered eyes and eyelashes trembling slightly.

If it was normal, he must have softened his heart at this moment, but this time the situation was different. Although he knew that Jiu Chuan Xingmu would not do bad things, he had to know about it whether he was a policeman or a friend.

"I don't know either..." After a long time, Jiuchuan Xingmu said again: "I can't explain this matter clearly for a while. Can we meet next time when we are on vacation? Let me tell you."

"Okay, just send me a message when the time is fixed." Matsuda Jinpei readily agreed, and then said: "I will help you investigate what you want, and I will give it to you when we meet."

"it is good."

The two teenagers unconsciously looked forward to the next meeting.