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

1,

[Zhu Fu Gaoming] When I woke up, I found myself lying on the cold floor, and in front of me was the ceiling of the dormitory in Nagano that I hadn't seen for a long time.

His fingertips moved slightly, as if he had touched something, he picked it up subconsciously, sat up, and rested his forehead with one hand.

He remembered that he should have returned to Tokyo last night, and fell asleep with Feng after processing some documents at night.

But here is his former dormitory, he is wearing a suit that is not suitable for sleeping, and what he holds is a kraft paper document bag.

There appears to be something in the document bag, with a nondescript handwritten "0" in the corner.

Zhu Fu Gaoming stood up and looked around, and found himself lying on the floor of the bedroom, and his bed was erected against the wall.

On the ground is a vein map made of photos, materials, post-it notes, cotton thread and powerful magnets. He saw many acquaintances——

Furutani Rei wearing a peaked cap, a certain knitted hat FBI, a one-eyed sushi chef... a certain young boy wearing glasses.

Here [he] seems to be investigating something alone.

The brown paper bag in his hand became heavy—he let out a soft breath and opened the bag.

A mobile phone with bullet holes and a screen shattered like a spider web appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is really..."

2,

"Dad, Dad."

Suddenly opened his eyes, [Zhu Fu Gaoming] felt that he might have auditory hallucinations.

There may also be hallucinations.

He remembered very clearly that he updated the vein analysis diagram under the bed last night, thinking about the case until early in the morning, maybe he just closed his eyes.

We have arrived at this... strange and familiar place.

Beside the bed was a child who looked like a child from Zhufu's family, staring straight at him with baby blue eyes... calling Dad.

"Hmm..." Someone beside him moved, "Jingjiang?"

"Mom," the little boy quickly abandoned his old father who seemed to have lost his IQ, "Dad is broken."

He obviously agreed to go to his parent meeting last night, but today he doesn't know what's going on.

"Huh?" Feng heard the words, blinked slightly, yawned, and stretched out his hand, "What's wrong...Ananda?"

Her eyes were sleepy, and she pressed Gao Ming's forehead naturally and familiarly. The distance was too close, and even the teardrops left by the yawn just now were clearly visible on the eyelashes.

Gao Ming couldn't help holding his breath, that crystal fell in the blink of an eye inadvertently, dripping on his collarbone, slightly cool.

The woman's fair face is close at hand, if the eyes are a little divergent, you will still see the overly outstanding scenery...and the scars on the shoulders, palms, and even the back.

"I'm not sick." After getting the result, Feng froze in the air for a second, then fell back on the bed with a puff, and buried it in the pillow and quilt, "I'll sleep for a while, you guys go first."

Zhu Fu Gaoming withdrew the subconsciously extended hand—this seemed to be a conditioned reflex of the body.

Zhu Fujing looked at the broken father withdrew his hand, then looked away, and pushed the mother who closed her eyes.

"Mom, good morning kiss."

Seeing the mother and son stretching out their hands sloppily, and the other with a sullen face, it is not difficult for Zhu Fu Gaoming to imagine——

This is a happy family.

But his character is...?

3,

"What, why are you suddenly interested in the mountain villages in Gunma Prefecture?" The old policeman from the Nagano County Archives Office took out his reading glasses. "Oh, by the way...your hometown is not far from there."

"...No, the Yamamura family is an only child for two generations, and he has no older sister."

"Thank you for your hard work."

After getting the answer, Zhu Fu Gaoming's face remained unchanged and he left the file.

It seems that in this world, Feng does not seem to exist... This is of course something I have known from the beginning.

After all, in his memory, it was Feng who helped Jing Guang when he was in danger, and there is not a legendary policewoman in the fourth class of the team in this world.

He also checked the neon figure skating female athletes in recent years, the female doctors in the Renzu Hospital... and even browsed the list of graduates of Dongda University in the year Feng graduated from the Internet.

There is no trace of [Yamamura Kaede], except that Yamamura Yu, who is from the same family as her mother, is also a policeman.

But in his life, there is no one named [Yamamura Kaede].

Just verified again and again.

Recalling the vein map under the bed, Zhu Fu Gaoming thought, this world without Feng's presence doesn't seem to be a very good place.

But in terms of time, it was much earlier than when I came here.

In that world, after Feng was promoted to the police department, he facilitated the cooperation of all walks of life—especially some FBIs running around in the neon territory.

It's okay to stay in the territory, but information exchange must be carried out, and the person in charge of the exchange is Ri Xiatang, who even Gao Ming can't figure it out.

It was like pulling out a carrot and bringing out the mud. In addition to the FBI, people from CIA, MI6 and other organizations were exposed to Feng, but she avoided those politicians hiding behind the scenes and chose these people who could go to the front line to have a conversation.

The veil of this huge secretive organization has been lifted little by little. When the mystery is gone, the deterrent effect will be further reduced.

But in the end, Feng abruptly resigned from the police station and stayed at home.

Ri Xiatang stood on the bright side. He disregarded the wishes of some people in the upper echelon and the intricate network of relationships, and directly mobilized his armed forces to attack the organization.

At the hands of the man who has evolved into the "god of intelligence", every blow is precise enough, he cuts off the dark tentacle, and finally delivers the final blow to the deadly heart.

His behavior also aroused the anger of the upper echelon, but this old man resigned from his position gracefully after finishing everything - completely disappeared in front of people.

Whether it is the police, intelligence organizations of various countries, or other underground organizations, there is no news of him.

When Zhu Fu Gaoming asked, he only saw Feng's helpless wry smile.

After receiving a text message from Heihei Kuroda, the Chief of the First Investigation Section of the Criminal Division of the former Nagano Police Headquarters, who had been transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department, he slightly adjusted the bow tie on his chest, touched the mobile phone that had been transferred to the inner pocket, and walked out.

4,

"You should take my hand into the school gate next time, remember to lower your height," Zhu Fujingyu said earnestly, "I have two teachers, one is Teacher Meiyue, with a low ponytail, around forty years old , and another is the assistant teacher Taiyang brother, whose name is Matsuhara Nori."

"I'm in Sakura's class, you won't even forget this, right?" The little boy sighed, "Forget it, the worst thing is that you became the father of a few years ago... At least you still remember your mother."

Zhu Fujing's acceptance of his father's change is so good, mainly because there is a precedent for Kudo Shinichi becoming Conan.

Maybe his father, like brother Shinichi, shrunk after taking the wrong medicine, and even returned his memory?It's just that the age of the adult shrinkage is not that big, it doesn't seem to make a difference.

"Also, Uncle Jing Guang will come for dinner tonight."

He suddenly remembered today's arrangement——

"Dad, you are going to go shopping after attending the parent meeting."

"……I see."

Hearing Jing Guang's name, Gao Ming's heart was shocked, he lowered his eyes, and took his hand according to Zhu Fujing's request.

The children's hands are incredibly soft, as if they have no bones, and the temperature is higher than that of adults, like a small stove that emits heat.

From a clever angle, you can only see Zhu Fujing's little duck-yellow cap, which rises and falls as he walks.

So... if he had a baby, would it be like this?

"Mirror mirrors."

"what happened?"

"I want to tell you something." Gao Ming knelt down and helped him straighten his hat naturally—this seemed to be one of the instincts of this body, "I didn't take any strange medicine."

"Actually, I am not the [Zhu Fu Gao Ming] of this world."

"...Wow," Zhu Fujing's child expressed emotion blankly, "Then you...did you lie to your mother's good morning kiss?"

Before the father and son left, Feng adhered to the principle of sharing the same amount of rain and dew, and gave Gao Ming a good morning kiss, which was so fast that she went back to sleep without even realizing it.

The unconscious movements between half asleep and half awake, on the contrary let people get a glimpse of the truth.

Not to mention that Zhu Fu Gaoming didn't hide for some reason at that time—whether it was the instinct of the body, the consideration of the current situation, or the subconscious thoughts, it doesn't matter anymore.

……

But Jingguang is to be seen after all.

Under Zhu Fujing's command, Gao Ming pushed the cart and walked in the supermarket.

"...Well, let's buy another chocolate Daifuku. Mom often buys that for dessert."

Zhu Fujing said seriously.

"You want to eat it yourself." Gao Ming looked at the desserts in the freezer. "When you passed the chocolate shelf, your gaze stayed for three more seconds."

He moved to the Strawberry Daifuku on the other side: "I guess, this is what she likes to eat?"

Between the strawberry-flavored toothpaste he found in the bathroom in the morning and the strawberry milk in the refrigerator—Zhu Fujing didn't use it at the time, and he didn't have a special preference for strawberries.

It is not difficult to deduce, who is the owner who likes this taste.

Jing shrugged and looked away, anyway, he wasn't lying... Mom did buy it "often".

I ended up buying both flavors.

Carrying big bags and small bags and a little boy who is as agile as a cat, Zhu Fu Gaoming saw Jing Guang just getting off the car in front of [his own house].

He had long hair and tied it in a bundle at the back of his head. He looked much more mature than he thought, and he looked like a reliable police officer.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood freely on the sunny street, chatting and laughing with his friends, pressed the doorbell, and waited for the owner to come to open the door.

As if he noticed the gaze here, he looked over here——

"Brother! Long time no see!"

"Uncle Jing Guang!"

5,

[Zhu Fu Gaoming] returned to his dormitory.

The room remained the same as it was before he left, with only subtle differences that were imperceptible.

As soon as he stood up, he could feel the phone on his chest.

Opening the inner pocket, he found the mobile phone that he would never forget and...a secret letter full of words.

He didn't rush to open the letter, he just looked down at the broken phone and said softly——

6,

"Long time no see, Jing Guang."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he realized that Zhu Fu Gaoming had returned to his own world, and said this to Jing Guang who was walking towards him.

"Father?" Zhu Fujing raised his head, the little yellow cap fell on his neck, and the baby's blue eyes sparkled with inquiry.

"Yeah." Gao Ming rubbed his head.

At this time, the door of the house opened, and Feng, who seemed to have rested at home for a day before changing into casual clothes, poked his head out and saw her husband interacting with her son at a glance.

"Welcome back," she laughed, "Gao Ming, Jing-chan."

"I am back."

Zhu Fu Gaoming also smiled, the dishes in his hands were taken by his younger brother and his young Shunran, he simply picked up Zhu Fujing, walked in the door, and left a kiss on Feng's forehead.

"It's a belated good morning kiss."

7,

"I thought you liked that violent woman."

Knocking on the back of the screen with his legs crossed, Ri Xiatang didn't raise his eyes, and let the person who came in slump down on the sofa.

He now runs a small detective agency in Bodo, with only two members.

He, the ordinary Nakamura-kun.

"That's... a much more complicated feeling than liking," Nakamura rubbed his already long body, looking at the figure in the news, "probably, it's a kind of yearning that's smaller than reverence..."

He has always been an ordinary person, an ordinary child, an ordinary boy... It is difficult to attract the attention of others at any time, and he is always the "transparent person" in the class.

It is a corner that even bullies will forget.

He wanted even a little eye, so he dyed his hair in middle school, changed into a combat uniform, and became a "bad boy".

But it just becomes "that bad" when others talk about it, like an accessory of a label, obscuring the background color of everyone.

He even gradually gave up such an idea, and gradually became a member of the lower class.

He's not good at fighting, and he doesn't dare to do bad things. He just skips class and goes to the game hall to spend all his pocket money, or shouts like a cannon fodder NPC when the boss shows off his power.

until that day—

He saw Kaede Yamamura shining in the crowd.

Just standing there can't help attracting people's attention, and the school belle who usually ignores them is acting coquettishly beside her.

But no matter how beautiful the school flower is, the center of discussion among the crowd is still that person.

【The End Hunter】, Kaede Yamamura.

She didn't declare that she was bad, she wore the most common school uniform, and she had cute and boring short hair, but her every move attracted people's attention, no matter how ordinary an action was, she would make it look extraordinarily no the same.

Nakamura longed for such a "her", not to mention, she later saved him.

It was as if the stars that I could only look up to suddenly passed by me, even if it was just a glimmer of hope, I wanted to catch up.

Nakamura had no complaints or regrets when he was sent undercover twice.

All he wanted to ask was: "I have, can I help you even a little bit?"

At the end of the mission and recalled by Ri Xiatang, he asked.

"Of course," Ri Xiatang patted his shoulder, "You are more useful than you think, Nakamura-kun."

... Then he was abducted to Bodo, and once turned from a national civil servant to a detective assistant who was almost jobless.

So, "What about this month's salary?"

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