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

The cold wind poured into the clothes along the sleeves of the hospital gown, and the coolness of autumn seemed to stick to human bones with ice, seeping in bit by bit.

If you just look at Gao Ming's face at this moment, you can't imagine what he is facing. He is like a person who has sunk into the deep sea. He has no extra thoughts, only silence.

"I don't want to die," Feng's nose tickled, "I still have a lot of things to do, if I die, it will be a huge loss for the police...... So, can I stay?"

"can."

Maybe it only took a second for Gao Ming to answer her like this.

There are only 15 seconds left in the time, and the bright red numbers hurt people's eyes.

In front of the last two wires, Gao Ming took a deep breath, the yellow and white wires stretched in parallel, as if winding all the way to the two hearts, and gradually tightened with the agitation and breathing.

Will it survive?

he thinks.

As the last wire broke, the wire that was attached to the heart and could kill two people at any time also disintegrated instantly, and the electric current in the body jumped from the spine to the scalp, like fireworks blooming all the way.

The number on the display screen seemed to be struggling unwillingly, and it froze at the tenth second, and then flickered twice before finally going dark.

"ended……"

Exhaling a breath, Zhu Fu Gaoming raised his head.

"Great!"

Subconsciously opened his arms to catch the oncoming woman, a nasal voice sounded beside his ears, and the two fell to the ground of the rooftop together.

Oh, what a rash, he thought to himself, the wound on his hand should be fine.

...but not dissatisfied.

She seemed to pounce on it before she knew it.

Gao Ming didn't stop her movement, but just stretched out his hand to hold her injured hand, so he was easily thrown to the ground.

His face was buried in the smell of cedar that he had smelled in the summer festival, Feng felt shy slowly after he realized it, and the heat began to rise from the neck and continued to the roots of the ears.

It seems that I did it out of excitement...?The moment the bomb stopped, joy spread like a tide, flooding her whole mind.

——So, what should we do next?

Feng, who buried herself like an ostrich, was a little afraid to move. The actions of the two of them at this moment were too ambiguous. It was the first time that she held down a man without fighting...and she sent it to the door by herself.

The injured hand was held by the wrist, seemed to be placed on a piece of smooth cloth, and pulled over Feng's head. The feeling of being restrained made her move her arm uncontrollably.

At this moment, there was an extra heat source on her waist, as if a wide palm was pressing down on the hospital gown that was blown bulging by the wind.

Before she could react - "Look up."

A piece of softness fell on the lips.

"Actually," Feng and Gao Ming put on dark blue coats and waited for the police to come over on the rooftop, "it feels quite different."

Feng touched the corners of his eyes: "Four years ago, when I was in the police academy, I would still cry because my friends were in danger... After I became a policeman, I realized that I didn't even have the right to cry."

What she was talking about was exactly what happened when Jing Guang escaped from the explosion/fire scene and was caught by the other four people with the class flag.

At that time, Feng happened to be in the Jiu-Jitsu gym next to him. When he saw this scene, his heart stopped suddenly, and big tears rolled down his face.

And after becoming a policeman, no matter whether it was Hagiwara who insisted on staying at the scene of the explosion, Jing Guang committed suicide with a gun in front of her, and Matsuda and her were put on the two ends of the balance of life and death... She didn't shed a single tear.

In fact, Feng is quite prone to tears, and her eyes often get wet when she is excited, but maybe it is because people's perception of "powerfulness" is that tears are too fragile, and in order to respond to this perception, she gradually stopped crying .

She was sitting on the edge of the roof, and below were people who knew nothing, nurses pushing beds, visitors holding flowers, old people in wheelchairs... Hospitals are always lively places, where there are too many differences between life and death. The pure white buildings are stained with helpless colors.

Maybe people with quick movements like to hang around in high places. In the past, she would sit on the edge of the roof with Izuna, waiting for Shinichiro to bring the iced soda with dripping water.

The feet are completely suspended in the air, and it seems that if you lean forward lightly, you will fall into the abyss, but Feng knows it won't——

Because one hand was firmly around her waist, this was Zhu Fu Gaoming's last compromise.

"When you can't fully control your own actions, you should be careful even when you can do things that you can usually do," he pointed to Feng's injured hand.

"But Zhiyong is more trapped by drowning*, right?" Feng, whose face was still red, raised a finger, poked Gao Ming's chest lightly, then quickly retracted, and patted his cheek vigorously, "But I feel that I Calm down, or your brain will become a mess!"

But in such a geomantic place like the rooftop, it is still necessary to blow the wind on the edge to dissipate the heat.

Putting your hand on a woman's waist is not considered a gentleman's behavior, even if it is for safety——

But once in a while, being a gentleman doesn't seem to be a problem.

What he didn't tell Feng was that when she was put into his eyes, the only remaining golden wire seemed to explode, and countless golden flowers bloomed around the heart, and the one he embraced was also so brilliant. Love...and, it's good to be alive, such a mood.

It turns out that falling in love with someone is not because you are willing to die for her, but because you think that she is still alive, you must definitely survive.

"If you don't care about things, those who care about them will mess up." *" The topic returned to the present, Gao Ming smiled, "Back then Jing Guang once told me about this on the phone, crying is not a bad thing, even... being able to shed tears is just a human heart Proof that it hasn't cooled."

"Huh?" Feng widened his eyes and rubbed his nose, "What did he say?"

"Probably...you are their very good friend."

Gao Ming exerted force on his hands, and the momentary vacancy caused Feng to subconsciously grab the collar in front of him.

"Have you calmed down? It's almost time for the people from the Metropolitan Police Department to arrive."

In the end, I still don't know what Jing Guang revealed!Feng puffed up one cheek, and next time he had to torture Jing Guang, how much "information" he had revealed before.

Wait until the next time you see Jingguang.

Thinking of this, she quietly smoothed the collar of the shirt that was crumpled by herself, and turned her face away trying to hide it.

"Squad leader Date!"

Unexpectedly, it was Yi Dahang who was sent to Mihua Central Hospital by the first search section, and Feng trotted to report the situation to the old squad leader.

The blue suit was loosely draped over his body, which made Feng even more petite visually.

"Go slowly, didn't you just get hurt yesterday?"

With a toothpick in his mouth, Itahang frowned, looking very difficult to mess with, but Feng was not afraid of him at all.

"It's almost as good as it gets—is it over at the amusement park?"

"The prisoner has been detained in the Metropolitan Police Department," Yi Dahang hugged his chest, "These two guys from the explosive ordnance disposal team are really more worried than the other."

He also squeezed a cold sweat today.

"Yes, yes." Feng nodded, "Squad leader, you have to talk about them."

Counting it, except for the most stable class monitor and the top student Jiang Gu Ling, the remaining three are already on the verge of life and death, even Feng couldn't help but feel that it was evil.

"Compared to this..." Yi Dahang looked at the police officer walking slowly behind Feng, "Does the clothes on your body belong to the police officer behind?"

"That's right!" Feng pulled Gao Ming over a few steps, "You've seen it too, the Zhufu Gaoming Police Department in Nagano County, he is Jing Guang's brother!"

As the only student in the same class who had his own girlfriend and could speak of Feng's weakness, Itahang looked back and forth in front of the two of them, and was finally defeated by Feng's innocent smile.

"Your younger brother has been taken care of by you."

"Where," Itahang touched his head, "I haven't seen Jing Guang since graduation, and I'm just a false name as the monitor."

It should just be a coincidence, and the other party donated the coat out of gentlemanly demeanor...?

"At this moment, the squad leader should also receive Feng, right?"

After finally being transported down from the Ferris wheel, Matsuda and Hagiwara squatted together and chatted.

After Hagiwara lit the cigarette, he moved the flame to Matsuda's lips. When the blue flame touched the cigarette paper, the orange sparks jumped, and the green smoke rose up.

Touching the shoulder blades, Matsuda hissed: "Is there a violent woman in every class?"

When he got off the Ferris wheel, he was punched by Sato directly, the strength was not inferior to Feng's at all, he guessed it was a little green.

"Speaking like that, aren't you afraid of being torn to pieces by the people from the first search section?" Hagiwara smiled. "That policewoman has been looking forward to the first search section for a whole year, and she is beautiful and capable."

"forgive me."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Matsuda took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quickly pressed the buttons with his fingers, and suddenly paused.

He stubbed out the cigarette.

"what happened?"

Hagiwara raised an eyebrow.

"...I just suddenly remembered that someone told me to smoke less." Matsuda's eyes stopped on the screen, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "That guy's fighting is much scarier than the policewoman from the first search section."

"That's boring for you. You're just naming names. I'll report it to Feng." Hagiwara just took half a puff of his cigarette and couldn't get up or down.

"Yes, it's a pity. I wanted to tell you about the yakisoba bread that I lost in the bet and was divided between Zero and Feng." Matsuda nodded seriously, "Maybe you can use this to catch those two guys."

"That's it? You just want to tell me this? ... And you owe three chow mein bread, all of which were eaten by those two?"

"Actually, there are passing vines."

"In short, it's not for me, right?" Hagiwara laughed angrily, "Is there anything else?"

He noticed that Matsuda hadn't moved since just now, so he poked his head out of curiosity.

[If you have a chance, how about calling me Zhenping in the future. 】

"Array flat."

Hagiwara looked complicated.

"What!?"

Caught off guard by seeing the message that he didn't want to delete, Matsuda slipped his hand, his hand was faster than his brain, and the message had already been sent.

"what!"

"Actually, Feng called you that because he thinks Mazda is cool," he said meaningfully, "I heard that the New Year's gift that her elders prepared for her this year is a Mazda."

"It's not what you think……"

"Actually, it's not a complicated matter." Hagiwara patted Matsuda on the back.

"Hiss!" It ended up hitting the wound, and Matsuda suspected that he did it on purpose.

drop.

There is a reply.

[It’s okay to say no to this kind of thing. It’s just that after calling Mazda for so many years, I suddenly changed my words. I always feel weird. 】

"Pfft," Hagiwara couldn't help laughing out loud, "Xiao Zhenping..."

"Don't call me that, it's disgusting." Matsuda scratched his head discouraged, his curly hair piled up on top of his head in a mess, "It really is that guy's style, cut."

"Is it disgusting if I shout it?" Hagiwara spread his hands, "This is not kind, Xiaozhenping."

"However," Matsuda sat on the steps and bent one leg, "it's pretty good."

"It's better to say it is the best."