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

Feng almost laughed out of anger.

"Are you still planning to wait for the countdown to start? Then it will be the countdown of your life!"

Feng clenched his teeth, his mind turned quickly, and an idea suddenly appeared.

drop--

On the other side of the phone, there was a clear voice.

"Now, you can run for your life! Run to the French windows on the west side!"

Countdown of six seconds.

"Mountain Village Police Department! What are you going to do!"

Feng, who had already fastened the lifeline, stood in front of the open hatch. The wind was so loud that she couldn't hear other sounds clearly, only the countdown, and the figure of that idiot running wildly.

After all, the helicopter still has its limit. The distance between her and the floor-to-ceiling window is still too far, too far.

But it does not matter!Let her shorten the distance that the helicopter cannot reach!

This may be the fastest time Hagiwara has ever run in his life.

In the police academy, Feng, Furutani Rei, and Matsuda are usually the first three in the morning training, and then squad leader Date follows them to hold the line, and he and Jing Guang will go further back, and help the students in the back row adjust their pace .

Every morning, he could see the three people in the front row fighting and having their heads held down by Squad Leader Date——Feng is a girl and enjoys immunity.

Then Feng took this opportunity to jump forward for a while, and was overtaken by Matsuda and Furutani Rei, and the cycle repeated.

It's like a vivid landscape painting, representing the most relaxed, everyday, and safest days, but this painting is also destined to gradually fade.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows in front are a little light blue, and the tempered glass is as hard as a wall, hitting it head-on will definitely be a ridiculous way to die.

But outside this window, Hagiwara saw the trembling helicopter, and Feng, who was half crouching at the door of the cabin, clutching the bottom of the cabin with one hand.

and so--

It doesn't matter if you can't hear the sound, it doesn't matter if there is an explosion/explosion behind you, seeing Feng's mouth opening, he can actually laugh.

"Jump!"

Feng believes that she and Hagiwara still have a tacit understanding, although it may not be as good as he and Matsuda, but it is enough.

The huge sound wave generated by the explosion/explosion shattered the glass, and at this moment, she moved.

"Mountain Village Police Department!"

With a lifeline on his back, Feng jumped out of the helicopter!

Like a long-awaited cheetah stretching its body, fire and smoke are reflected in its eyes, and Hagiwara, pushed by the heat wave, is oncoming.

The timing is perfect!

Fingertips intertwined, things like misses——

is impossible.

At the moment of catching the person, the pilot exploded with astonishing hand speed, lifted the helicopter instantly, and avoided the aftermath of the explosion.

However, "Hagiwara," Feng said blankly, "You are so heavy."

After being dumbfounded for a moment, the policeman next to him acted quite quickly. He immediately threw down a new life-saving ladder, and Hagiwara moved his position.

"...I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Also, you're not wearing an explosion-proof suit, are you?"

"...I will pay attention to it in the future."

"You ignored the orders from the ground command center."

The distance between the two of them was less than half a meter, and both of them were terrified by the strong wind in the sky, and their hair was muddy, but this did not affect Hagiwara's feeling of Feng's murderous aura.

It feels like since entering the fourth search class, Feng has also acquired that kind of aura that... would sink people directly into Tokyo Bay.

"...Sorry, I was wrong."

"Mountain Village Police Department, Team Leader Hagiwara!" The police officer above shouted loudly, "Can you put away the lifeline now!"

Feng made a gesture of ok.

"Ah... I almost thought I was really going to die."

"How dare you say that?!"

The police officers on the helicopter looked at the mountain village police department, which had been calm before, but now it was like a powder keg that was about to explode.

"But it seems that you are not stupid enough, at least you did as I said, did you guess that I would jump over?"

"Of course," Hagiwara is now lying on the ground, breathing heavily, and the aftereffects of his escape from the dead are reversed. His mouth is full of the bloody smell left by clenching his teeth, his heartbeat is abnormally fast, and his eyes are wide open. It was very big, without blinking, "After all, Feng's words can only be guessed in the most random direction."

"What right do you have to say about me?" Feng sat on the side with his knees bent, jumping out from a height of dozens of floors was no different from bungee jumping, "Bring over the ventilator, put it on Hagiwara...give me one too."

A steady stream of oxygen poured into the alveoli, and Hagiwara felt much better instantly, and the feeling of being out of breath due to excessive adrenaline secretion gradually disappeared.

"Mountain Village Police Department, is there any other request!"

The eyes of the police officer who graciously handed over the ventilator were shining. Let me ask, who would not respect an officer who would risk his life to save his colleagues?

Even if the method is really messy.

"No need." After taking two casual breaths of oxygen, Feng felt that she was much better. After taking the headset, she began to report, "Here is the helicopter group..."

After the helicopter landed, and opened the hatch, what Hagiwara saw was Matsuda standing outside, waving his arms, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Can you not go down now, I think it's still a little bit hard."

"You think beautiful."

Feng, who was also sore and limp, stepped over Hagiwara who was lying dead, refused the help of the police officer beside him, and jumped directly...then almost staggered and fell.

"To trouble you again, Zhufu Police Department."

Taking advantage of his strength to stand firm, probably because of embarrassment, Feng's face was a little hot.

"Huh? Is it Jingguang!" Hagiwara got up abruptly, "I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are so polite to him..."

"Sorry, I'm just Zhu Fu Gaoming from Nagano Prefecture's first search section, Jing Guang... should be my younger brother."

"So that's it, I'm sorry for admitting the wrong person..."

This was the first time Hagiwara saw Jing Guang's brother.

"Compared to this, don't you think you have something to explain?"

Matsuda took off his sunglasses and grabbed Hagiwara who was still inside the helicopter.

"Cough cough cough."

At the critical moment, Date, the only savior of Hagiwara, came.

"Squad leader!" Matsuda pointed at Hagiwara who was sitting up, "Shouldn't this guy be taught a lesson!"

Datehang sighed, always felt that this scene was very familiar, but in the past, the person responsible for causing trouble and the person responsible for booing changed their identities.

"Compared to this, let's get the helicopter out first," he motioned to the silent police officers, "They are also responsible for maintenance and sorting out reports."

"Another prisoner escaped?"

When Feng followed Gao Ming from the tarmac to the main hall, he heard the news.

"And the truck driver, after knocking down the prisoner, because of excessive self-blame, committed suicide while waiting for the summons."

"How could this be..." Feng keenly felt something was wrong, "This sounds like Yakuza's method."

"That's the problem," Muling came out from the corner, she drank the black coffee in her hand in pain, and pressed her sore forehead, "No matter how you investigate, those two bombers are working on the next case." Before, they were all ordinary citizens. Neither the Yakuza nor the bad bosozoku had any contact."

"And the truck driver is just an ordinary salaried worker. He is in charge of delivering goods for an aquatic product company. He is responsible for transporting fresh fish from the port to high-end hotels in Qianjing District every day. There is a wife who is eight months pregnant at home. It’s not a case of voluntary suicide.”

"Let's advance to the meeting room, and leave the rest for later discussion."

Zhu Fu Gaoming opened the door of the conference room.

Review meetings have always been directly linked to "nonsense".

In particular, the more leaders there are, the less things can be discussed. Feng sat next to the boss of the plane, watching a group of people who had hardly been to the scene in front of him spit.

——She didn't mean to discriminate against logistics, but most of these meetings are just a scene of throwing blame and sharing credit.

For example, the prisoner escaped, and the bomb/bomb detonated in advance is absolutely impossible to escape after a search.

It's so pitiful, the police officer Mu Mu has a low position, but he gets scolded a lot.

Feng was so small that she was almost invisible among the fierce men who searched the fourth class, and she also deserted openly.

Then there is the deed of Feng's "heroic rescue of people". Regarding this, the helicopter team of the mobile team and the fourth search section hold their own opinions.

"Look!" The boss at the head of the plane put his hands on Feng's shoulders, frightening her, "We searched for the only woman in the fourth class! Our most reliable comrades-in-arms! We are not willing to let them suffer any unnecessary harm! In this case, but..."

He choked up.

Feng: Boss, be normal, I'm afraid.

Those who didn't know thought she died in the line of duty.

In the end, the fourth search class walked out of the meeting room with performance and promotion quota.

"...Boss," Feng thought about his words for a while, "You really deserve to be the boss."

Just by looking at his appearance, one would think that he is a muscular tough guy, but in fact, this guy has a quick brain, and under his leadership, the Fourth Search Section has broken the previous record of casualties in recent years.

All come back well.

Whatever the sacrifice, at least this, he did.

"Get ready," the head of the plane said vigorously, and patted Feng on the shoulder, "This promotion must be yours."

"But the boss," Feng squinted, "I'm in the professional group, and I don't need a test for promotion."

The head boss of the quasi-professional group came up little by little: "Damn Dongda elite!"

"However, I have a question." Feng and the boss of the aircraft head stood still in the corner of the corridor, "The truck driver, do you have any ideas?"

"Ah, he." The boss of the plane took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth without lighting it, "Indeed, it happened so coincidentally, and his subsequent behavior was very similar to that of Yakuza."

"But no matter how you think about it, Yakuza has no reason to persecute an ordinary driver, or a bomber...it should just be a coincidence."

When the light passed through the corridor, it was folded into two distinct black and white halves, and when it fell on the faces of the two, the light and shadow became blurred again.

"However, if you want to investigate, you can also ask the intelligence department to provide you with support... But, the teacher is unknown, so you can't make a big splash, understand."

Taking a deep breath of the unlit cigarette, the boss at the head of the plane smiled and walked into the blazing light like an elder who tolerated the mischief of the younger generation.

Usually, he was used to seeing his ferocious face or his expressionless tough guy mode, but Feng discovered that when the boss laughed... there were already many wrinkles on his face.

He is no longer young for reaching this position in the quasi-professional group.

"Thank you boss!"

"Put your own safety first and don't trouble me!"

"learn!"

……

Although it was getting late, Zhu Fu Gaoming was still planning to return to Nagano County today.

After plugging in the car keys, the radio in the car sounded, and it was the report of the bombing/bombing case. He tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips. He always felt that what was involved or exposed in this incident was far from the two extortionists. .

It's something more closely related to the Metropolitan Police Department, more taboo.

Assuming the van was deliberate, who ordered it?And who knew the emergency decision of the police so quickly?

It would be nice if everything was just a coincidence.

Shifting gears, he prepares to start the vehicle.

"Zhu Fu... Gao Ming!"

In the distance, a figure rushed over.

"Huh, we've caught up."

Feng showed a smiling face at the man in the car window, and raised the exquisite handbag in his hand.

"This is for you. It's the signature of a famous dessert shop near the Metropolitan Police Department. The Naples shell cake is not very sweet, and it's just right with coffee. It's my little thank you! By the way, I can call you Gao Mingjun Is it? Otherwise, it always feels like calling Jing Guang."

After she finished speaking in one breath, her fair face turned red because she couldn't breathe, but fortunately, the night covered up her discomfort.

"Yes, Fengsang," Gao Ming raised his mouth slightly at some point, "I heard your friend call you that? Thank you for your kindness, I like it very much."

After blinking, Feng finally realized.

"Well! Have a good trip, Mr. Gao Ming."