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

"It was discovered so soon, I really didn't expect it." Hixiatang took off his earphones and stretched his waist, "It should be said that I went to Osaka, and I became a lot smarter... I followed Hondo Town Is it because of the side?"

He thought too much and got a little headache. He lazily opened the strawberry lollipop to replenish the sugar.

"Good morning, Hondocho-senpai."

When Feng came to the Metropolitan Police Department, Hondocho was already there, and she was thinking about the whiteboard full of case details that was about to be taken down.

"...Good morning, Kaede-chan." Hearing Feng's voice, Hondocho woke up from his contemplation, rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's already seven o'clock in the morning, senior," Feng looked at the densely packed photos, "Didn't you go back last night?"

"Yes, although the matter of the interrogation has been handed over to Senior Naruko, but I always have, how should I put it, not a good memory, especially when the criminal commits crimes in a cycle of seven days."

More than ten years ago, there were also a group of serial killers who committed crimes on a seven-day cycle, as if agreed upon.

The stockings on her calf were still stained with dark stains, which turned out to be the blood splashed last night.

"What does Feng Jiang think about the number seven?"

"Well... the fourth prime number, and there are many symbols." Feng stood next to Hondocho, "similar to the seven virtues and the seven deadly sins. In Hana Country, 7 is also the sum of yin and yang and the five elements."

"It's just an ordinary number, but it has been endowed with too much meaning." Hondocho touched the old wound that had been bandaged on his forehead. "At three o'clock in the morning last night, the prisoner died of serious injuries."

"But before he died, I had to get a good testimony." At this time, Hondocho's smile always seemed a little creepy, "This guy is actually a priest. He usually wears a black robe to preach in the church, but in private , but did this kind of thing... He has a strong desire/desire to hurt others, combined religious teachings with his own selfish desires, came up with nondescript theories to convince himself, and committed evil deeds."

"Also...the family members of the No.1 victim do not want the police to attend her funeral."

When Feng heard this, his breathing stagnated slightly.

"...There is no other way," she closed her eyes, "at least, I saved two of them."

"Good morning..." "Senior Maple, Senior Hondocho, good morning..." "Yo, Maple."...

It was about nine o'clock, and the people from the first search department entered the conference room one after another.

"There will be a press conference in a while, everyone cheer up!"

Officer Mu Mu cheered up, and couldn't help but also yawned.

"Yesterday, it was eleven or twelve o'clock in the interrogation alone, not to mention that the prisoner died at three o'clock, and he worked overtime continuously. He didn't have time to take a nap until six o'clock." , sighed helplessly, "Like Matsuda and Date, they haven't slept for more than 36 hours, right?"

"I can still hold on."

The toothpick in Itahang's mouth had fallen out of nowhere, and his eyes were wide open at the moment, but his head was shaking.

Matsuda even sat directly beside Feng, slumped on the table like a dead fish, breathing evenly in just three seconds.

"Falling asleep instantly, it's amazing!" Feng sighed and took out his mobile phone to take a picture, "Send it to Yan Er for a look."

"Only friends of the same period would do this," Sato said with blue eyes, "Aren't Senior Feng afraid of being discovered?"

"If you find out, there will be no consequences!"

After all, she even has pictures of Matsuda with white circles under her eyes after going to the beach in her mobile phone - to be precise, each of the six of them has a copy in their mobile phones.

"He said something serious with a clear face..."

In the end, Mu Mu and Feng went to the press conference together. After all, the rest of the people in the first search class are half dead. It is estimated that if they are photographed, they will be questioned by the media whether such a person can really protect the people.

But what happens after the big case is over?

"holiday!"

After returning from the press conference, Feng found that Matsuda had been revived with full blood.

"Sleep for five hours from nine o'clock, Xiao Zhenping is exhausted this time."

Hagiwara sat next to him, and glanced at his watch. He had already changed into the uniform of the mobile team. He was wearing a white baseball shirt and a blue jacket. With his long legs, the policewomen passing by couldn't help but look at him twice more. Eye.

"Hey, Feng!" He waved at Feng, and the girls beside Feng obviously burst into small exclamations.

Feng couldn't help smiling. It's been a long time since I felt this way. In my impression, only Hagiwara Kazun could cause such a commotion in the police academy.

"After the disbandment of the task force this time, all the students in the first class got two days off," Hagiwara pressed Matsuda, "It's a rare opportunity, so everyone asked if they wanted to get together after a long time?"

"Everyone?"

"That's right, almost five years, right? Ever since we graduated from the police academy," he showed a hearty smile, "The squad leader who was in the first search class in the past always had no time to spare, but this time it can be done no matter what."

It's true that Date Hang, as the squad leader, will definitely participate in the class reunion, but he is already very busy searching for class one, and he wants to be with his girlfriend even if he has a little free time.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, Feng was also very busy in the search of the fourth section, and was transferred to Osaka last year, so everyone couldn't see each other.

"The time is set for tonight." Itahang just walked in, and he seemed to have recovered his sleep. Compared with the morning, his whole face was radiant. "I have already sent a message to all the students in the class."

"I don't know if those two elusive guys can come."

In the dark room, only a computer screen emitted faint blue light, illuminating the man's pale face, and the sound of rock music wafted from the earphones, faintly surrounding the entire room.

Ri Xiatang swayed to the rhythm of the rock music while typing on the computer.

"There is a yakuza in the east, and a yoyo in the west...the yakuza in the west is eaten, yo~"

"Senior!"

The dazzling fluorescent lights were suddenly turned on, and Ri Xiatang screamed like an underground creature forced to come out of the ground.

"Ahhh!"

Muku looked angrily at the head of the class behind the desk who fell to the ground after being scared by him.

"Scare me... Muku-chan, if you come in, you have to knock on the door."

Putting his hands behind his back, he knocked on the door, making two thuds.

"I've already knocked, but you didn't hear it yourself, the section chief."

"Ah, is that so?" Ri Xiatang got up from the ground, "cough cough cough."

"It's because you, the section chief, listen to music during working hours." Mulu looked disgusted, "You've been listening to music recently, and you haven't even taken off your earphones! And... the tune you hum."

"It sounds ugly."

"I was hurt!" Ri Xiatang covered his face and yelled, "Being disgusted by the most capable subordinates..."

"I don't want to be your most capable subordinate." Mu put the heavy report on Ri Xiatang's desk, "Didn't Feng come back? Why did she go to the machine search team?"

"Well," Ri Xiatang's eyes drifted, "Maybe there are other arrangements from above... But why are there so many documents today!"

He compared the thickness: "Is this the amount that can be completed in one day! By the way, are you being lazy?"

"That's right, this is a day's workload—including what I handled for you before," Muku smiled, "Sorry, section chief, today I have to—ask for leave!"

"Why do you want to ask for leave--I don't agree with the head of the class--"

Ri Xiatang groaned at the thick documents to be processed.

"Please don't say such words to oppress your subordinates, I will sue you for power bullying/bullying," Mu stretched his hands, "I'm going to attend the class reunion today~"

She hummed a ditty and left the room.

"Wait, wait, I haven't approved it yet?"

"What are you talking about, the head of the class?" Ling raised the note in his hand, "Isn't your chapter in my hand?"

... "Someone is abusing their power!"

Bang!

The door of the section chief's room was ruthlessly closed, and the documents on the desktop were scattered. Even if Ri Xiatang tried his best to grab them, a few light resumes were exposed.

"It's too rough." He sighed and shook his head, got down from the chair resignedly, and picked up the resume. "These are the lists to be transferred...Have you decided almost yet?"

"You don't know how worried I was about you!"

After "handing over" the documents, Muku went directly to the restaurant, and sure enough, she saw Feng who was already waiting for her.

"But from what you said later, life in Osaka seems to be pretty good." When she sat down, Feng had already ordered pasta with mushrooms and bacon for her. "It feels good to have regulations behind you."

"This time the gang exclusion regulations have been a great success in Kansai, and the relevant regulations will definitely be popularized in Kanto soon."

Feng scooped up a spoonful of creamy soup, and soaked sliced ​​baguettes into the thick soup until it softened slightly and absorbed the soup.

"After you left, Tachibana Naoto was assigned to me. Although he is younger, he is surprisingly reliable in his work. By the way, there is also Kotaro. He has successfully entered Hidei Elementary School this year, and Mr. Kano said He also joined the kendo club at school, and now he is getting more and more proficient with the sword!"

Muku recalled that when Mr. Kano said this, he couldn't help touching his ass/butt.

Feng laughed, eyebrows curved, and said softly: "Actually, I have always felt sorry for Kotaro, for getting him involved in that kind of thing."

Before leaving Tokyo, she talked to Kotaro.

But Xiaotaro at that time did not come out of the house to see her, until Feng packed his luggage and was about to ask the landlord to return the rent, when he found a card slipped through the crack of the door in the entrance.

【Your Excellency Feng, don’t blame yourself. In recent days, I’ve only been angry with myself for being weak.

If you have a chance, let's go shopping together in the future!

——Kotaro, stay]

"...That can't be helped, Yakuza is too pervasive," Muku glanced at Feng's expression, "but that kid is really, too sensible."

During this period of time, she also went to visit Kotaro instead of Feng from time to time, mainly to observe whether there were any unsafe hidden dangers around the child from the eyes of a criminal police officer—fortunately, Kotaro was very lucky to meet good people.

Occasionally, Kotaro would run up and grab her by the corner of her clothes, asking where Feng was going.

"Your Excellency Feng's house has not been rented out by the landlord Sang."

"He's looking forward to your return."

Mu Mu took a sip of the sweet melon soda.

Feng sighed: "You can't keep implicating ordinary people, let alone Xiaotaro is still a child."

She could almost foresee what she was about to do in Tokyo——

More people will be offended.

With such complicated emotions, the two finished their lunch and walked out of the cool shop, only then did Feng remember what she wanted to say.

"Well, Muku, there's something..."

"It's a rare holiday, I want to enjoy it to the fullest!" Mu opened his arms, embracing the sunshine, "Mom gave me Dad's salary card, only for today!"

……

"Your enjoyment, do you mean going to the cinema to sleep?"

Feng threw a popcorn into his mouth, the syrup melted on the tip of his tongue, and the sweet caramel smell had a coffee aroma.

"You don't understand, this feeling of wasting time with nothing to do is the most extravagant." Mu yawned, "And the movie theater is dark and dark with a buzzing sound, so it's really suitable for sleeping."

On the movie screen, the hero and heroine finally kissed each other in the sunset and exchanged their hearts.

Feng turned the ring on his hand: "By the way, Mu..."

"This male lead looks like the man from the foreign Mafia I saw recently in Yokohama." Muku rubbed his eyes, "...Well, if you look closely, it seems to be him."

In Feng's eyes, foreigners all look alike: "That's amazing, Muling."

"The underworld/roads have seriously infiltrated the entertainment industry. The Yamaguchi-gumi, in particular, has packaged the yakuza culture as a knight-errant culture. In this kind of drama, we, the police, are big villains."

"So the first step to attack Yakuza is to cut off their chain of interests," Feng watched as Ling searched for information about the actor on the Internet, "He came from Hakata?"

"Well, it's no wonder I haven't seen information about him before. The identity of an actor is also a disguise... After all, who would have thought that a well-known star would be Yakuza."

Everyone else in the movie theater gradually left. Feng stood up, turned around suddenly, and stopped in front of Muling.

"What, what's wrong?"

Mu Mu was at a loss.

"Muk, I'll tell you one thing next, don't be afraid."

"What? Terrorists attacked Tokyo Tower? Or did Yakuza suddenly bomb the Metropolitan Police Department?" Muku took a breath, "It couldn't be Mt. Fuji erupting, right?"

"No," Feng said sternly, "I'm engaged."

"Oh, so, I thought... what??!!"

"I'm engaged." Feng stretched out his right hand, "By the way, haven't you noticed the ring on my finger?"

"How should I put it... I think this is a human's automatic defense mechanism. To avoid receiving things beyond one's own cognition, it will automatically modify and explain in the mind... For example, when Maple Sauce was in Osaka I like bikabika jewelry, so I wear rings, isn’t it very popular recently? Those Shibuya-style girls wear ten or eight bracelets and bracelets.”

It can be seen that a large string of words was spit out by Mulu with a blank mind and unconsciousness, and she herself was posing as a thinker.

……

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"So!" She grabbed Feng's shoulder, "I was the first to know, right! Forget about being a man, I'm still your best best friend, right?!"

"Of course," Feng patted Muling's head carefully, "Musling has always been my best friend, Xiao Xunran and partner."

"However, about my engagement...maybe colleagues and relatives in Osaka knew about it earlier," she unconsciously looked away, "There was something that I didn't tell you over the phone."

"Well... that's fine, I'll force you to pass the test." Rubbing his face, he made sure again that he was not just sitting back on the chair after dreaming. You may be the first... No, you guy, you obviously didn’t show any sign of it when you graduated, but now you are progressing faster than the monitor! Today’s class reunion will definitely surprise everyone.”

"What, isn't the monitor married to Natalie yet?"

Facing the eyes of the cleaners, Feng and Mu had no choice but to apologize softly and ran out of the theater.

"I said I was going to meet my parents the year before last, but there was no news after that." Zhang Zhang sighed and stood on tiptoe to pat Feng on the shoulder, "In terms of mobility, the squad leader should learn from you. ... But it's still better than I imagined. On a better note, I thought you were going to end up alone or you would tell me to marry the young master of a certain family with a marriage certificate one day, or it might be marriage—and then live a life where husband and wife do not interfere with each other."

"Youshi has already started to study the teaching plan of the medical university, even if it is to avoid suspicion, he will not find someone to marry."

Feng said dumbfoundingly.

"I'm looking forward to today's party more and more."

Muku didn't know what came to his mind, he stroked his chin and said.