I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, Matsuda Jinpei didn't expect Jiuchuan Xingmu to show much enthusiasm like most people, but he definitely didn't expect him to come directly and stuff snow into his clothes.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu should have premeditated it, and came out of the corner without any warning. Before Matsuda Jinpei had time to react, he quickly ripped off the back of his collar, followed by a burst of ice that made goosebumps stand up.

"Are you a naive ghost who just ran out of kindergarten?" Matsuda Jinhei shook the snow out of his clothes, his expression was puffy like a cat with fried fur.

"Puff hahaha." Jiu Chuan Xingmu, who had taken advantage of it, completely ignored his verbal attacks, narrowed his eyes into a line, and laughed unceremoniously.

Then, a snowball hit him in the face without any mistakes.

The first snow in winter is not very suitable for snowball fights. It was soft and fell apart almost as soon as it touched the skin, sticking a lot to Jiuchuan Xingmu's hair.

The boy grabbed the hair with his fingers to shake off the snow, and stared at Matsuda Jinpei with his round eyes.

"It's even now." Matsuda Zhenping looked at him vigilantly and said in a raised voice.

"Got it, got it." Jiuchuan Xingmu exhaled mist, and his exquisite face became more and more blurred: "Hurry up and find a restaurant to sit, I'm going to die of cold."

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at his reddened nose, and said, "Who told you to touch the snow."

But hastened the pace of going to the store.

Although the purpose this time was to tell Matsuda Jinpei about his parents, neither of them spoke in a hurry. Instead, they talked about other topics with great interest.

"What are Linghe and Jingguang doing recently? I almost can't get in touch with them." Jiuchuan Xingmu asked curiously while looking at the passers-by on the street.

——It was already very late when the two of them replied to the text message last night, and it was just a few words in a hurry.

Considering that the two of them might have been so busy, Jiu Chuan Xingmu didn't continue to ask them, but he still couldn't help being curious.

"I don't know. Even if they are different from the police unit, there is very little news, not to mention the special situation of their team." Matsuda's face also became a little serious, "I hope what they do is not too dangerous. .”

"Don't worry, there will be no problem if it's the two of them." Jiu Chuan Xingmu pursed his lips and comforted him with a smile, and then put on a cat face: "But I want to meet them occasionally."

"That's right," Matsuda Jinhei nodded, laying down on the table weakly, drawing out his voice: "It's still easy when I was at school—"

Jiuchuan Xingmu, who is eager to leave school now: "..."

They are obviously the same age, but just now he really felt the generation gap between them.

Noticing Jiu Chuan Xingmu's expression, Matsuda Zhenping puffed up his face, "Hey, what's the matter with your eyes looking at the uncle of the animal!"

Jiu Chuan Xingmu was taken aback for a moment when his thoughts were debunked, and he blinked twice out of habit, trying to pretend to be innocent.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was very angry but was really cute: "..."

Forget it, be generous and don't have the same knowledge as this guy.

After talking about daily life and friends, the topic finally returned to the right track. Matsuda Jinpei put all the information he had collected in a file bag and put it on the table. When Jiuchuan Xingmu stretched out his hand, he dragged it back. He raised his chin and looked at him without speaking.

"Ahem, I'll tell you everything." Jiu Chuan Xingmu felt guilty after being looked at, and scratched his hair in embarrassment before saying obediently.

"I took the risk of being demerited to find everything for you, so you'd better not be perfunctory to me." Matsuda Jinhei folded his arms and leaned on the back of the sofa, his handsome face was serious and still pretty, and even provoked The young lady who delivered the cake blushed.

"Don't worry, haven't we already made an agreement?" Jiu Chuan Xingmu lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes flickered for a while before raising his head and saying seriously.

After that, he told Matsuda Jinpei all about his parents and his own discoveries. Of course, he omitted the mental illness that had been haunting him.

Even now, Jiuchuan Xingmu is still firm that he is not a patient, and will recover one day.Therefore, he made a silent decision in his heart before - when his illness was completely cured and he didn't need medicine and doctors, he would tell his friends about these things without reservation.

"Is that so..." Matsuda Jinping was in a complicated mood, and the first thing he did was to comfort the boy: "Your parents are great people, including some old seniors who still can't stop praising them when they mention them."

"I know, and I have always believed in this." Jiuchuan Xingmu pursed his lips and smiled at Matsuda Jinping, "They have always been the indicators of my efforts."

"So can I see the file now?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who had already read it in advance, gave him a worried look, and finally sighed softly: "I won't go back on what I promised you, see."

Looking at his attitude, he could vaguely understand that there must be some bad truth hidden in it. Jiuchuan Xingmu paused his fingers, and the fingertips holding the file bag turned slightly white. Although he had been vaccinated in his heart long ago, at this moment Still hesitated.

He began to breathe harder, and the naked eyes could clearly see the ups and downs of the young man's thin chest, and even beads of sweat protruded from his forehead.

"Xingmu, are you okay?" Seeing his reaction, Matsuda became flustered, leaned forward slightly, and put his warm and dry palm on the boy's cold back: "Or, let me open it for you?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who was used to being spoiled, was a little clumsy in his comforting manner, but the worry in those eyes was not faked at all.

Stared at by this kind of eyes, Jiu Chuan Xingmu's tense expression immediately relaxed, and the temperature on the back of his hand slowly spread to the bottom of his heart. Apart from that, he seemed to have some other feelings.

It was numb, he couldn't describe the feeling.

He didn't think about it, but just raised the corners of his lips and smiled at Matsuda Jinping: "It's okay, I always want to watch it. Also, normally, it shouldn't be comforting to say, 'If you can't accept it, don't watch it'. words?"

"Because even if you say that, you will still insist on opening it?" Matsuda Jinhei narrowed his eyes slightly. After all, he has been friends for such a long time, and he still has some understanding of Jiuchuan Xingmu.

"Of course." Jiu Chuan Xingmu nodded as it should, and lowered his eyes to untie the thread on the seal of the document bag. Before taking out the things, he whispered, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Matsuda Jinping didn't hear clearly.

"Just say good things once!" Obviously, he just said a simple thank you, but Jiu Chuan Xingmu's ears turned red when he said it for the first time. After saying this sentence, he looked at the document sullenly.

Although he didn't hear what he said just now, Matsuda Jinpei noticed the red ear tips of the boy hidden under the soft black hair, his mood cleared up, and he didn't continue to ask.

As a professional policeman, Matsuda Jinpei is naturally good at collecting intelligence. A few simple pieces of paper and a few newspapers from that year are full of key and useful information. Jiuchuan Xingmu can imagine that he works until the end of the day. He seemed to be dozing off in the middle of the night to help himself sort out the materials.

Thank him well afterwards.

Thinking of this, Jiuchuan Xingmu focused all his attention on the documents.

This is the first time he has formally learned about this matter. At that time, television was not widely spread in every household, and news of current affairs was almost all disseminated through newspapers, so the descriptions were very detailed.

When the explosion occurred, when the fire was extinguished, and how the public reacted.

It's just that every picture in the newspaper was neatly cut out, Jiuchuan Xingmu looked at Matsuda Zhenping suspiciously.

"Ahem, watching that will make you feel bad..." Matsuda Zhenping, who had been looking at this side worryingly, was caught off guard by the boy's water-stained eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he explained softly.

"Thank you, thank you..." Jiuchuan Xingmu still overestimated himself. Mental illnesses do exist, and he still touched these things. Memories flooded up bit by bit, his head went blank, and he was almost out of breath. .

But fortunately, Matsuda Jinpei withdrew the photo.At least the impact will be much less relatively speaking.

"Don't be so polite." Matsuda Jinpei handed the water to him to ease his emotions.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu took it obediently, took a sip, and then focused on the newspaper again.

A lot of conjectures about the explosion were published on it, combined with the fact that the masses didn't know, Jiuchuan Xingmu quickly realized one thing - the adopter rushed into the fire immediately after the fire went out.

Since then, he has always been the person in charge of this case.

Finally, they track down the homeless man who put the bomb in the house, but the homeless man drowned in the river one night.

The clues have been completely cut off since then, and most people have forgotten that incident as time goes by. A policeman who was regarded as a hero by many people at that time disappeared in the long river of time just like that.

But not long ago, there was another clue to this matter—in the yard that had been renovated and lived in by a new family, the hostess dug up a piece of bomb wreckage under the soil while playing with the little boy.

"It's been a long time since this incident, and many people are no longer working in their original positions," Matsuda Jinhei handed over his mobile phone again, on which is a profile picture he took at the police station: "But I was in the previous profile Li found that only the police on the Tokyo side would use this kind of time bomb to explode."

In other words, the mastermind behind the scenes is a policeman.Combining these tiny clues, there is only one suspect—Jiu Chuan Xingmu's adopter, his father's best brother.

No wonder the adopter was so angry at that time, it turned out that he was worried that his evil deeds would be exposed.

It is simply not what it used to be now, his identity is not what it used to be, but gradually a word can make others give up the investigation.

If Jiuchuan Xingmu hadn't noticed this, the truth of his parents' death might have been completely buried.