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

"Mountain Village Police Department, aren't you going home yet?"

The last colleague was about to get off work, but when he turned off the light, he found that there was actually another person there.

"There is still a little work, I want to finish it today." Feng smiled, "Leave me to turn off the lights."

"As expected of a high-achieving student who was promoted to the police department this year," the colleague also laughed, "It's just hard work, but recently the Yakuza are very quiet, it's rare to be so leisurely, I really hope it can stay like this forever."

"Yes." Feng lowered his eyes.

As night fell and the sky was full of stars, Feng, who had just finished drinking coffee, was not tired, and kept in touch with Muling, she was waiting for someone.

A man who will definitely come tonight.

"Chairman."

In the narrow working position, the female policewoman stretches her posture, every muscle is fully stretched, like a leopard making final preparations for hunting.

Behind her, a tall figure stood there quietly, casting a shadow that covered Feng's entire body.

They went to the roof of the Metropolitan Police Department. Several helicopters were parked on the roof, whimpering when the wind blew by.

"Are you surprised to see it's me?"

The man who lowered the nose of the plane did not have his usual fierce image, but he appeared calmer.

"Actually, I'm not as surprised as I imagined," Feng pointed a circle on the ground, "Chairman, do you still remember the first day I joined the job? At that time, you told me Brahma's instructions for two years... you know It's really fast, it's almost as if the people from Brahma told you directly."

Yesterday she rescued Jing Guang and got the evidence she wanted, but at the same time, due to the gunfire with great fanfare, her actions were bound to be exposed.

So today the "inner ghost" will come to her impatiently.

"Anyway, I called you boss, can you tell me why you did this?"

Feng really admired the head of the fourth search department. Although he looks rough, he actually has a delicate mind. If a subordinate is injured, he must ask him personally. He is not the type to hide behind, but often rushes to the front line. Mantra It means "everyone should protect themselves".

"You don't mind if I smoke a cigarette?" Seeing Feng nodding, the class leader lit the cigarette that was always in his mouth in front of her for the first time, and exhaled a long smoke ring, "The matter started more than ten years ago. ...It was an era that was not inferior to yours. In the investigation section alone, there were outstanding detectives such as Akito Naruhito, Masayoshi Sato, and Koharu Hondocho, as well as Mori in the fire department. "

"As for me, I'm just an ordinary policeman. I'm in the ordinary life safety class. But I'm lucky. I have a good friend who has been in the Kendo club since high school. We are in the same period of the police academy and were assigned to the same class. A department, and later a tacit partner.”

"He is a much better detective than me. He looks gentle and handsome to please women. He is very good at mediating conflicts between people. When facing crimes, he will stand up regardless of everything...but ah, like this The criminal police, but did not live long."

"Six years ago, when we were investigating a case of dangerous goods, we unfortunately encountered Yakuza who came to pick up the goods."

The class leader took a deep breath, and quickly burned most of the cigarette.

"I watched him get his throat slit by the Yakuza in front of me, with blood splashing on my face, but he bought me time, I got backup...and he was gone forever. Later, I applied to search the fourth class, because it was a quasi-professional group, so I was promoted very quickly, and I had a group of people in my hand."

"At that time, I hated Yakuza so much that I left no room for every action, but the police are not iron men. They will be injured and die. My subordinates are gradually scarred. In the end, even the youngest one, because of The wound that cannot be healed left the Metropolitan Police Department forever, and was arranged in a small police station. Is it ridiculous? I have worked hard for so long, but I still only push my colleagues into the abyss."

"At that time, the No. [-] Search Section was still the department with the highest casualty rate. I had attended many funerals. In the end, I thought... how can I protect everyone? Is it really worth fighting with Yakuza to the death? Even if we fill in the lives of countless policemen, we will only get those gangsters to spend a few years in prison. Yakuza has been rooted in Neon for a long time, and is even legally protected. The more senior, the more colluded with high-ranking officials..."

"So you chose [Brahma]," Feng pursed her lips, "A new and potential violent organization, they don't have a solid backer like Yakuza with a deep background, but they urgently need to expand their power. You let them become Knife, cut the throat of the old Yakuza, and the whole Tokyo was quickly reshuffled, and you and Brahma discussed in advance before each action, provided them with information, and attacked Brahma without pain."

"You guessed it nine times out of ten, as expected of Dongdae." The head of the section had already finished his cigarette but did not extinguish it, "I know this is wrong, but—for the lives of my colleagues, I have to do this I can no longer watch everyone hurt in front of me indifferently, but there is nothing I can do!"

Feng clenched his fists: "When you did this, didn't you think that as a policeman, this is serious dereliction of duty!"

"If you were in my position, you would do the same! Watching my colleagues die, I will never do this again!"

The head teacher roared, his eyes were red, everything seemed to go back to that day six years ago, the blood splashed on his face was still warm.

"And what's wrong with doing this?! Anyway, Yakuza can't be eradicated in neon! People even believe that they are the ones who rebuild after the disaster! As long as they cooperate, the police can live more safely and maintain a balance between each other , what's wrong with that?!"

"No!" Feng took a step forward and pulled up the section chief's collar, "You are filling it with the blood of the citizens we want to protect! Every unsuccessful action will make Yakuza's arrogance even stronger. Arrogance! What about the citizens who were killed by Yakuza?! They are still praying for the justice of the police! However! The police colluded with Yakuza and let the criminals go lightly!"

"When I swear to the cherry blossoms, I am ready! No matter when, if I want to die for the safety of the people, I will be more than happy."

"If everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department knew that our past actions were actually just meddling and concessions after the conversation between the boss and Yakuza, and the actual results have always been 0! What would they think?!"

She let go of the collar that was crumpled in her hands, and couldn't help clenching her teeth.

"Anyway, I'm ashamed to die."

"I..." The head teacher murmured, but couldn't speak, and closed his eyes.

The small communicator in Feng's pocket flickered, and Muku on the opposite side also clenched his fists and shed tears.

"Feng..." She buried herself in the pillow.

"This is Vatican □ evidence of your remittance. I will submit it to the police department and let them make a decision."

Feng took out the copy and looked at the gun on the waist of the section chief.

"If possible, I don't want to fight with you...boss."

"The matter has come to this point, I have nothing to say, I have been prepared since the first day I did this." The section chief exhaled, "I will surrender...it's hard for you to call me boss."

"This is also the last time."

Feng looked at the head of the class, and he actually smiled, the wrinkles on his face were tightly squeezed together, and his whole person instantly aged a lot.

"I kind of want to give up... If I marry someone like you, I will be very sad after being a widower. It is my philosophy to be able to withdraw at any time."

During the finishing touches, Kurosaki on the other end of the phone suddenly said something.

The sun is hot, but not everyone can reach out to pick it.

"Ah, that's really great."

Feng Hun replied nonchalantly, holding down Muling who was baring his teeth and claws.

"Who are you cursing!" Mu grabbed the phone, "I tell you, dead fox, Feng will be fine if you are assassinated by justice!"

A muffled laugh came from the opposite side.

"Is this the promise of You Shuran? It's really enviable. But after saying this, I don't want to give up. Doesn't the combination of the prosecutor and the police sound good? We are all partners of justice. .”

"I'm going to throw up." Mu Mu complained.

Although Kurosaki did help them a lot in terms of intelligence and analysis, he is really annoying!Perhaps this is the common problem of prosecutors. When they look at others, they tend to think the worst about others, pay attention to every move of others in order to find flaws, and speak rudely.

And the Kurosaki family has always made countless organizations and people under investigation feel unhappy and deeply feared by "finding the truth no matter what means are used."

"But I'm serious, what kind of man does Miss Feng like? Although I won't change it."

"Let me tell you, Feng's favorite type is gentle and elegant, steady and considerate, fair and handsome!" Mu countered without hesitation, "It has nothing to do with you."

"...I'm fair and handsome, right? And I don't believe what you say, I have to tell Miss Feng herself."

Kurosaki stroked his chin unsurely.

Feng, who was robbed of his words, didn't expect Muling to remember what he said casually so clearly. Was it something that happened in the police academy?But thinking can't help but follow suit.

Have you ever met such a person?

A figure that made her pale with fright actually appeared in her mind, no matter what——

"Miss Feng?" Kurosaki urged from the side.

"Someone who can peel rabbit apples."

Feng blurted out.

"Hey?"

He had never done housework before, young master Kurosaki, Yehu, was dumbfounded when he saw the tea and snacks on the plate brought by the housekeeper.