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

Feng felt a burst of relief every time he took off his skates.It's like unloading something heavy from your body, and then just point your toes and walk forward.

It was only when she heard the news of her friend's retirement that she realized that 22 years old is no longer the youngest, and too many things have passed in her 22 years.

In her 22 years of life, she has been divided into three stages.

Half of it is for the stage, the dazzling stage, and the arena of the competition.

At that time, everyone told Feng: "You are very talented, you are born to be a world-class player."

Indeed, Feng's physical condition is very superior, and the earliest ballet learning has laid a good foundation, which has attracted the attention of the coach from the very beginning.

At that time, karate or judo was just a hobby in her spare time.

But occasionally, when Feng and Mu are sleeping together in the same bed, she would talk endlessly: In fact, she doesn't seem to like skating that much.

But under the spotlight, amidst the praise of everyone, such laziness seems not so important.

However, at the age of 12, everything changed.

First, there was an urgent and fierce developmental barrier. In just half a year, accompanied by growing pains, she jumped to 1.6 meters, and her chest was even more burdensome than a figure skater.In the best period of difficulty, there were not a single triple-week jump that I had learned.

Then there was the death of her father, Police Officer Ninja.

It was also this incident that made Feng deeply understand that if she wants to prevent the misfortune from happening, she must become stronger, very strong.

So far, the girl in the first half has completely disappeared. In the second half, Feng, one-third is for revenge, and one-third is for... like her father, working hard to protect more people.

That being said, after Feng expressed her wish to become a policeman, facing her mother's strong opposition, she got angry...

Turned out to be a bad girl.

Just like what Feng said to her friends in the police academy, she doesn't shy away from her past, she has been a bad person, and she doesn't regret it.

It's just...every winter, Feng will have one thing to do.

A cemetery in the suburbs of Tokyo.

When Feng arrived, his tomb was still clean.

It seemed that someone had been there before, but left nothing behind. He just cleaned up the tombstone and left.

"Long time no see, Shinichiro."

Feng put the beer he bought when passing by the gas station in front of the grave, and it was just taken out of the refrigerator, with condensation dripping on it.

"I guess you didn't have the life to taste good wine, so I bought the brand you often drink."

She crouched in front of the grave and was silent for a while.

"Hey, Shinichiro, I'm a policeman now, a real professional team, and I'll be a cop who chases bad guys from now on."

The wind blew through the cemetery, carrying the smell of vegetation after the rain. Her short hair opened her teeth and claws, and the long black windbreaker behind her also rustled.

Shinichiro Sano, the first head of the evil organization "Black Dragon" in Tokyo, is a naive and naive short-lived ghost, and he was also Feng's guide back then.

The so-called ghosts and spirit bodies are nothing but illusions that people use to comfort themselves. Feng knows this very well, so she waited for a while, then picked up the bottle of beer placed in front of the grave with one hand, and clasped her index finger , white foam came out.

"That's it," she gulped down half the bottle, shook the remaining wine, and knocked it on the cold stone tombstone, "See you next year, Shinichiro."

"You say yes." She stood up straight and looked to the side, "Emma."

She heard a sound—the sound of a wheelchair.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a blond mixed-race beauty. Due to years of illness, her face was a little pale, but this did not detract from her charming temperament, but instead added a bit of fragile beauty.

Her name is Sano Emma, ​​she is the younger sister of Shinichiro Sano, and the younger sister of Manjiro Sano, the former head of the East Swastika. She was injured in an attack. Conditions cannot be completely cured.

"I haven't congratulated you yet, Feng." Emma pushed the wheelchair, and Feng stood side by side in front of Shinichiro Sano's grave. "Congratulations on finally becoming a policeman."

"...It's only natural."

"That's right," Emma smiled even more prettily, "After all, you planned it from the beginning."

"If you are here, it means that draken is also here." Feng looked sideways, "How are you doing?"

Draken's original name was Longgong Sijian, and he was the deputy head of Dongshou back then. Feng once fought with him, and the two were evenly matched.

He and Emma are childhood sweethearts. After Emma was injured, he has been taking care of her. Now it seems that he has opened a motorcycle shop in Tokyo.

"Draken is waiting for me outside," Emma smiled a little shyly, "We are doing well recently, and my legs are gradually recovering, and I have nails made of new materials. I was able to walk again in a month."

"That's it... That's good." Feng drank the rest of the beer, "I wish you a smooth recovery, I have something to do today, so I will take my leave first."

"maple!"

However, Emma stopped her suddenly, and she seemed to have something to say.

"...Don't you want to have a meal together, how about going to the 'Double Evil' to try the ramen? □□ily said that his ramen is made according to your taste."

"It's obviously his own bad taste, so it's nothing to push it on my head." Feng laughed, "Another day, I really have something to do today. Don't blow the cold wind here, look, draken is here to look for you is you."

"Emma, ​​and Feng." The tall man rarely wore a solemn suit, with a white flower pinned to his chest. When he passed by Feng, the two met each other, as if exchanging an unknown love. secret.

Draken pushed Emma's wheelchair forward.

"Didn't I tell you to remember to cover the blanket?"

"I'm not cold... Oh, it's all your fault. I was able to invite Feng to dinner. Everyone misses her very much, don't they?"

"She's a busy person right now, don't bother her," Longgong Sijian patted Emma's head lightly, "Let's have a good talk with Big Brother."

……

The voices of the young couple gradually faded away, Feng straddled his Ducati, and found a piece of paper in the front of the car.

I have to say that Draken's writing has not improved at all over the years.

She took a deep breath, put on the helmet, the pleasant sound of the engine sounded, and the beautiful smoke black locomotive sped away... although there were a few nondescript spray paints on the side.

Feng is really not fooling Emma, ​​she made an appointment with someone today——

A man who is still in prison.

"You only have 15 minutes to visit, Miss Yamamura."

The prison guard with a large bunch of keys hanging from his waist opened the iron doors for her with his belly outstretched.

"It's almost time for this guy to be released from prison, but the more he is like this, the more he needs to be vigilant... If someone doesn't speak for you, he will never let someone who is not related to him go. I am right outside this door. You can call me anytime."

"Excuse me."

Feng nodded, showing an official smile to the prison guard.

In the small visiting room, Feng sat in front of the transparent glass. Opposite her was a man with white hair and black skin, with a decadent stubble on his chin——

Kurokawa Isana.

Seven years ago, at Yokohama's seventh pier, a group of unscrupulous teenagers battled, which shocked the whole country. Kawaizona.

At the same time, he is also Sano Emma's half-brother and Sano Shinichiro's younger brother. Although the relationship is a bit chaotic, this has not changed.

Feng sometimes thinks that the bad time when he was young is not as appropriate as "the bad relationship with the Sano family".

First Shinichiro Sano, then Isana Kurokawa, then Mikey——

Going around, it's all a family.

"Why, it's hard for you to have the heart to visit me, a prisoner."

Izuo's face was cold, and he looked at Feng as if he was looking at a heartless person...or someone who has a deep hatred.

When his eyes were all open, it seemed that his eye sockets were about to burst, and he stared at a person so firmly, even if he didn't observe carefully, he could still feel the maliciousness hidden in it.

"You clearly know that if there is a chance, I hope you will be well more than anyone else."

Feng was unmoved, she looked at the past unwaveringly.

"I went to Shinichiro's today."

"You'd be very interested in seeing another dead man after seeing one."

Izona's forehead was pressed against the glass, his eyes were like a hyena locking its prey,

"I just don't know, when will you come to accompany us?"

"traitor."

He grinned.

"Hey, do you know how heartbroken I was when I saw you standing opposite? Obviously I met you earlier," he hammered on the glass, "It's all Mikey...you all stood on Mikey's side !"

"What are you doing!" The movement attracted the attention of the prison guard. He whistled and took out his baton and rushed over, "Stop your violent behavior immediately!"

"Hahahahaha!" There were other prison guards behind Kurokawa Izana, "Just wait, Yamamura! Wait until you get out of prison..."

"The first person I want to kill is you."

Like an echo in hell, even though he was pressed on the table by the prison guards, Kurokawa Isana still stared at Feng's eyes until bright red bloodshot.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Feng had already walked to the door, but suddenly turned around and said to him.

"I'm about to graduate from the police academy. When the time comes, I'll wait for you to throw yourself into the trap."

Feng's eyes, like the "hunter" back then, exuded a cold light.

After all, the reason why she is called "The Hunter of the End" is precisely because she likes to fight with bad people who have a reputation, and there are countless bad legends in Feng's hands.

After finishing the harsh words, Feng walked out of the meeting room with his head down.

Then almost bumped into someone - if she wasn't quick enough.

The moment Feng sensed someone appearing in front of him, Feng stopped like a conditioned reflex, the muscles of his legs and back tensed slightly, and his body was ready for battle.

"Mr. Zhu Fu?" When she looked up, she saw Zhu Fu Gaoming who she met yesterday. Feng blinked, "Are you coming to visit the prisoner too?"