What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

Nagano, prefectural police headquarters.

"Is it my eyes? Youyi, pinch me?"

Yamato Kansuke rubbed the corners of his eyes to make sure that he did not have hallucinations due to long hours of work.

"It's not a hallucination, dare you."

Youyi's face flushed slightly, and she, who came first, already knew the whole story.

"Officer Zhu Fu is married."

— After a trip to Tokyo.

"...It's really not like you, who suddenly decided to get married or something." Yamato dared to help raise his eyebrows, "Is it an acquaintance from the past?"

"No."

"...Is that someone I met in the past?"

"No."

"...Is that always someone you've met?!"

"No."

After denying three times in a row, Yamato Ganzhu's expression gradually became uncontrollable: "So, you married a stranger who has never met before, within a week of knowing each other?!"

"Yes."

"Why?!"

"Maybe... I really like it."

Yamato dared to help hearing that he was at a loss for words, so he could only cup his fists and say goodbye with a half-smile.

It's because he doesn't understand.

Doing whatever comes to mind...isn't that the way to act?His leaving figure paused slightly:

"Then the proposal is..."

"I'm ashamed to say it," Gao Ming shook his head regretfully, "the other party brought it up first."

All right, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

After Feng got off work today, he found that there was an extra locomotive at the entrance of the hospital——

It's Izona.

He lay on the front of the locomotive, did not send a message to himself, and only saw him waiting when the busy Feng looked down the window.

Feng turned the pen in his hand, sighed, and stood up anyway.

"I'm leaving early today," he told the new doctor in the department as he walked to the locker room, "Don't forget to change the dressing on bed number three at five o'clock."

"Yes, Doctor Feng!"

"Come here suddenly, what's the matter?"

Feng took the taiyaki from Izuna—it was still hot, with slightly bitter matcha filling inside, and there were quite a few in a bag.

"Compared to this," Izuna glanced sideways, and glanced across Feng's right hand, "You are married."

"Ah."

With Taiyaki in his mouth, Feng answered vaguely, unconsciously looking into the distance.

"Who?"

"The object of love at first sight," Feng paused, "is the police."

"Just be happy with yourself." Izuo's eyes were cold, like a lake covered with a thin layer of ice. "If you don't like it, get a divorce."

Feng nodded like a pounding garlic: "I think it will be in a while or not..."

"boarding."

"Okay," Feng sighed again, shrugged his shoulders, and put on his helmet, "by the way, you can call me Zhu Fufeng from now on..."

"What did you say, Feng?"

"I said it was very windy."

Izuna drove Feng to the entrance of a luxurious hotel. When he appeared in the lobby, the waiters inside were silent for a moment.

They bowed their heads in unison, not daring to look directly at the true faces of the siblings.

"Master Kurokawa, please come here."

Feng took a step behind him, took the black windbreaker handed over by the waiter, and put it on his body. It seemed that crow-black wings grew instantly, and his temperament changed accordingly.

Those holy, reliable, and lazy qualities disappeared. When Feng looked up again, his eyes were as quiet as the bottom of a deep pool. The corners of the black windbreaker swayed along with his steps, bringing up tiny air currents, as if to cut someone's throat .

"Master Hunter," the waiter lowered his head, "Boss and other cadres are already inside."

"Well."

Feng pushed open the door——

A little sleepy, thinking so, she yawned.

"Wooah! Cough, cough, cough..."

However, just as she was walking towards the sofa, a person with his hands and feet bound at his feet suddenly coughed loudly, vomited up scarlet blood clots and dregs, and a few drops of them even landed at Feng's feet!

"Santu—" Feng frowned, and Izuna was the first to speak, "What are you doing!"

And a person who looked like a waiter who had been standing in the corner also ran out quickly.

"I'm really sorry, Master Feng!"

He knelt down beside Feng's blood-stained feet, and helped her wipe the upper of her shoe with a snow-white silk scarf, at least he wiped off the eye-catching blood stains.

"That's enough, Nakamura."

Feng had lost all sleepiness at the moment, and sat down on the sofa with his arms crossed.

"I'm sorry," the man with the pink jellyfish head opened his mouth, and the scar at the corner of his mouth stretched out, "I just want to let the traitor feel more——Brahma's iron fist."

"It's not my intention to offend Feng," he said as he took out his gun and aimed it at the back of the head of the person at his feet, "It's worthless anyway, so let's send them on their way....Feng, have you brought any medicine?"

Two heads fell heavily on the ground, and the blood spread, staining the intricately textured carpet red.

"Huh? You bastard want to turn the chapter lightly!"

Isona moved her neck.

"I've already apologized, Kurokawa Isana, don't think that you are Mikey's older brother, you can do whatever you want - don't you feel ashamed to cling to your married sister all day long?"

"Santu Chunqianye—"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Jiujing rubbed the center of his brows, and found that the culprit was sitting on the sofa with a cold expression on his face, and had no intention of coordinating at all, while the other cadres... It was lucky that they didn't follow suit.

"It's noisy."

In a word, Santu was quieted down, and Izuna also turned his head.

"Here it is, Mikey."

Mikey's eyes were half closed, and he stepped on the blood on the ground without hesitation with his slippers——

"It's so dirty...forget it."

He looked at the crowd, and finally his eyes stopped on the taiyaki bag in Feng...'s hand.

"Come on, it's still hot."

Maple shakes the paper bag.

"What flavor..." "Matcha." "A bit bitter." "I think it's just right... Izuna bought it."

"When I was going to pick up Feng, I passed by a store that just came out of the oven."

Izuna gave Santu a last look, and sat back on the sofa. Mikey, Feng, and him stood side by side, and the picture looked harmonious but could not be inserted.

"By the way, I called you over this time..." Mikey took a bite of Taiyaki and looked at Feng, "There is news about her."

"That, the illegitimate daughter of the president of the Double Peace Association, she seems to have stolen a sum of money and fled to Nagano."

Swallowing the taiyaki, Mikey's inorganic eyeballs slid.

"For Feng, he would want to settle it with his own hands."

"Ah...thanks," Feng stopped feeding and handed the whole paper bag to Mikey, "I will."

"Me too."

Izana stood up.

Looking at the shivering frail beauty in front of him, Feng leaned against the door and glanced at the moon outside the window.

"When you were enjoying the glory and wealth, did you ever think that this rotten feather coat...is all worn on top of bones."

"So what? It's just... the winner and the loser."

The beauty has black hair like a waterfall, her pale face is as delicate as paper, only her lips dyed with a dark color are as red as blood.

"Kill me, Brahma's running dog!"

"The word "running dog" is too ugly." Stepping on the moonlight, Feng stepped forward, "I have a name, or I used to be called Ren Zufeng, do you have any impression?"

"It seems that there is not. It just so happens that I don't like remembering people. I heard that you had a short marriage. It was a person named Shimada, right?"

The pitch-black muzzle pressed against the beauty's forehead.

"Sorry, my marksmanship is inaccurate, I can only use this method to ensure the hit..." Looking at her suddenly widening eyes, Feng said in a calm tone, "You two will meet soon, Mrs. Shimada."

Before dying, a strange smile appeared on Mrs. Shimada's face. She grasped the gun pointed at her and pulled the trigger ahead of time.

"That's... great."

When Feng came out, Izuna was letting the wind out at the door.

"solved?"

"Ah."

Feng exhaled, and a cloud of white mist dissipated into the night.

"Let's go eat ramen together."

The ramen cart in the middle of the night still has boiling hot noodle soup.

"Boss, here are two tonkotsu ramen, both of which are super firm."

"okay!"

Breaking apart the chopsticks, the sound of clicking is crisp and pleasant.

"At this time, probably only the ramen stall is still open. I happen to know that there is an old man who will be open until late, so it's just right to go there."

Yamato Kansuke walked in front, stroking his deflated stomach.

"...Hey, there are still people here today, a man and a woman, lovers."

But Zhu Fu Gaoming paused slightly, his eyes sharp.

"No," he quickly passed Ganzhu, "that seems to be my wife."

"what?!"

"clever?"

Xilihulu, who was eating ramen, glanced out of the corner of her eye at the person who lifted the curtain and came in, and was stunned for a moment.

He looked blankly like a little penguin whose eating was interrupted, his eyes were three points confused, two points unbelievable and... five points surprised.

Gao Ming couldn't help laughing helplessly, but his eyes pointed to Feng's side——

The man who stared at him fiercely.

"Ah!" Fengru woke up from a dream, "Gao Ming, this is Kurokawa Isana, my brother, Isana, this is..."

"Isn't it Zhufu Gaoming? Hello," Izuo stopped eating the side, and cut off the rotten char siu with his chopsticks, his tone was cold, "I'm Feng's brother, brother, this is the first time we meet."

...So he heard it then, Feng thought.

No, Izana is incoherent!

"It's an honor to finally meet the man who tricked my sister away."

He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Zhu Fu Gaoming, both of their hands shook slightly, apparently with a lot of effort.

"After all, when you come back from a business trip, you suddenly find out that your sister is married or something... It's really an accident, isn't it?"

"I'm very sorry about that."

Zhu Fu Gaoming's expression remained the same, when the two let go, he arrived only after he dared to help.

"But I think elder brother is not a man who beats mandarin ducks, right?"

What stick to beat mandarin ducks?Yamato Gansuke felt that the atmosphere in the air was not good, the owner of the ramen stall... sat with a small bench not far away and smiled.

But—he looked at the man who was confronting Gao Ming, this man named Izuna, who had a dangerous aura about him.

My colleague seems to have a great brother-in-law.

"You feel it too."

Gao Ming sent the siblings back to Tokyo, and Yamato Gansuke stayed at the police station to wait for him.

"The one named Kurokawa Izuna is definitely more dangerous than he appears... Most likely, it has something to do with Yakuza."

"The latest order from the Metropolitan Police Department..."

"I know it well," Gao Ming looked at the corridor as bright as day, and patted his worried friend, "You don't have to worry."

I don't know if Feng understands her brother's occupation - but the legal neon in Yakuza doesn't seem to be able to require the separation of the brothers and sisters.At least that brother's heart to protect his sister is true.

It's just that he seemed to see in the night just now that there seemed to be a little spatter-like stain on Feng's trousers, which was very subtle, but it didn't matter whether it was Tokyo or Nagano.

It didn't rain at all today.

Perhaps, it was an accidental encounter in the hospital.