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

In fact, not recently, Feng thought.

She got engaged almost a year ago.

Uncle Zhi Nai's grandmother reminded her to tell her mother at the beginning, but Feng Xin was repelled and was busy with work, so she delayed again and again, and finally delayed to the point where her mother called to ask in person.

Finally, she told Feng on the phone that she would return to China after America's medical summit was over.

"Ah...do you want to pick up your aunt at the airport?"

Muku looked at Feng's expression.

"unnecessary."

Feng shrugged, following her daughter's responsibilities, she also asked her mother this question, but...

"I have a driver who knows the way, why do I need someone to pick me up?"

Doctor Yamamura is just as good as ever.

"Okay, it will save me time to go..."

Feng flicked the file in hand.

There have been more than a dozen conflicts between the police and Brahma and other yakuzas this month, most of which ended in victories for the police.

Yokohama, Saitama, Chiba...Shinjuku, Shibuya...

Yakuza's influence shrunk a little bit, and with the advancement of the exclusion bill, many Yakuza also began to tighten their tails——

Except 【Brahma】.

"Generally speaking, shouldn't you keep a low profile and avoid the limelight?"

Muku sighed and flipped through the latest reports.

"As the police's crackdown increased, Brahma became more and more arrogant. Citizens in Tokyo even spontaneously marched against Brahma... What are they trying to do?"

Feng is adding ink to the pen in her hand. If she wants to, she can write very good handwriting, sonorous and powerful, and her handwriting is like a person.

"Summer is here." The tip of the pen landed on the thin white paper, Feng signed his name expressionlessly, "the festival will be held soon."

"That's right...Really, I don't know if this year's festival can be held smoothly. I still want to watch the fireworks."

The bright red seal landed on the signature, and Feng closed the document.

A light gray butterfly rests at the footer.

"Chairman! It's not good!"

The police officer who ran in was out of breath.

"Santu, Santu Chunqianye, escaped from prison!"

The arrest warrant was issued, and Santu Chunqianye's whereabouts are now worth 200 million yen.

"Don't you need to send someone to chase?"

The person who came to Feng's office was the former head of the class, Ri Xiatang.

Now that the police force of the Metropolitan Police Department is tense, sometimes even the people who searched the first section are seconded to work in the paired section, but the former section chief has been doing nothing.

He sometimes haunts the Metropolitan Police Department, wandering around with a thermos cup of the same style as the old instructor.

"There is no extra police force, and after Santu escaped from prison, he must have gone to Sano Manjiro."

Santu's prison break has further strained the relationship between the police and Brahma. Now as long as Brahma is located, the nearby plainclothes are online almost 24 hours a day.

"Is that so, you are sure, you are indeed a good friend from the past," Ri Xiatang coughed twice, "It's almost the end stage?"

"Ah."

"Then I thought," he pulled a USB stick out of his pocket, "maybe you need this."

This is the information that Nakamura has collected during his years in Brahma. Even after Ri Xiatang abdicated, he still passed the information to Ri Xiatang.

"I heard that Santu would rather escape from prison than return to Brahma this time, because Brahma is planning a big event....Although judging from your actions in the past few months, you have similar information channels inside Brahma, but, More information is always better, isn't it?"

Ri Xiatang left, Feng took the USB flash drive, but didn't check it immediately, instead he played with it for a while before making a phone call.

"Straight man... yes, bring an unused laptop."

Brahma's big move is to counterattack at various strongholds in Tokyo——

They deployed more manpower and weapons in the stronghold than the Metropolitan Police Department's information knew, and when the fire was exchanged, it was as if they were waiting for a rabbit, and buried the police there.

This information was also contained in the email from Izuna, but...

Feng looked at the densely packed red dots on the map, and superimposed the two maps together.

You will find that the red dots cannot overlap.

"So, you have spent all your time in prison, what have you gained?"

Izuna looked at Santu who came back, and leaned lazily on the container.

He knew that even in the hands of the police, this man had made many crazy plans and caused the police a lot of trouble.

In other words, it caused Feng a lot of trouble.

"I should ask this question," Santu snorted coldly, "When I was away, why was Brahma's every action known to the police in advance—could it be that you haven't been able to find that mouse for so long? Where is it?"

"Everyone in Brahma has known each other for more than ten years." Izuna was not annoyed, "Who do you think will betray?"

His iris-purple pupils, like a piece of smooth-cut amethyst, reflected Santu Chunqianye's gloomy face.

"Today's Brahma, status, money, power... everything. In terms of affection, everyone is a partner in bad times." Jiujing threw a dice in one hand, "What can make people betray?"

"I know," Santu clenched his fists, "Of course—you can't treat Mikey as the only king, someone who is loyal to him."

"He's the one who betrays."

The dice spun round and round on the concrete floor until they stopped.

The air was so still that you could hear a needle drop.

Several cadres observed each other, but no one spoke.

until--

"Santu," said Mikey, who was sitting on the highest container, "at night, follow me to a place."

"Mikey, tonight is—"

Jiujing stood up and looked up at Mikey, but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly fell silent.

Tonight is when they plan to fight back against the police.

Mikey's dark pupils do not have a little light. When looking at him, even if he is also a Brahma, Jiujingyi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

That cold gaze made him feel like he was nothing in Mikey's eyes.

"Chairman, some people say that they saw a figure of a man suspected to be Haruhisa Santu near the Uda Bowling Alley."

It was already night, but the Metropolitan Police Department was still busy today.

New things keep happening, Hondocho, Fuji Seiko, Nishika Ren... They are scattered all over Tokyo, ready to wipe out Brahma.

"Chairman, who do you send...? Headmaster!"

Kaede put on the coat on the back of the chair.

"Everyone is busy...Let me do it," she smiled, "Brahma's second-in-command is also worthy of my role, isn't it?"

"Wait--the section chief! Please at least bring along the accompanying police officers!"

However, Feng's speed was faster than anyone else's. When the police officers changed their equipment and went out, they could only see Feng's back riding away on a locomotive.

[Come and end everything.

—— Mikey]

In her pocket, a new message flashed on her phone.

"Officer Zhu Fu? Go and persuade the section chief! She ran away alone again!"

The police officer on the wire stood there at a loss, seeing Zhu Fu Gaoming who came back, as if he saw the savior.

Zhu Fu Gaoming's body still smelled of dew and rust in the middle of the night, and there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

"Where did she go?...Forget it, I'll go directly."

Feng saw Santu with the head of the pink jellyfish downstairs in the bowling alley, but she ignored him and went all the way up.

This is one of the places they often come to play in bad times.

But she didn't stay, until she got to the rooftop, only to find that there was no one there.

"Your speed is faster than I imagined."

The voice that suddenly appeared behind Feng made her tense up instantly.

Mikey came up the steps step by step, still holding a gun in his hand.

This should be Feng's first face-to-face with him after Dongshang disbanded.

At this moment, Feng realizes that compared to junior high school, Mikey has lost a lot of weight. He is not like a powerful Yakuza leader, but more like a dying patient.

Deep dark circles seemed to be engraved in his eyes.

"you……"

"Downstairs, I used this gun to shoot Takedo Hanagaki three times."

They froze at the roof door.

"He just said nonsense about saving me...Feng, you wouldn't do that, would you?"

"Of course," Feng frowned. After the three shots, it was hard for her to think that Hua Yuan was still alive. "In my eyes, you are hopeless, Mikey."

"That's good."

He raised his foot, passed by Feng, and handed the pistol/gun to Feng.

Standing on the roof, Mikey's thin figure seemed to be blown by the wind and was about to fall down.

"You sent me a message, what exactly are you going to do?"

The wind on the roof was very strong, and Feng's hair was blown, covering part of her vision from time to time. In her eyes, Mikey's figure also disappeared from time to time.

"Budao should have told you about time travel."

"Yes."

"Then Feng, what do you think of this future?"

He was only one step away from the edge of the rooftop, and the gun in Feng's hand - there was only one bullet left.

"Emma and draken got married, Takashi became a fashion designer, Appa inherited his father's business...The Kawata brothers opened a ramen shop, have you tried it?"

"I've been there."

"what about the taste?"

"Very good," Feng paused, "Five-star praise."

"That's good. After you left, they kept saying that they would develop an exclusive ramen for you."

"If Budou doesn't look back today, he will also marry Tachibana Hinata."

Mikey's voice reached Feng's ear along the wind.

"You have also become a policeman, a very good policeman-this kind of future is not bad."

He counted each of his partners back then and knew what their lives were like now.

Everyone has happiness.

"In Brahma, the one who kept sending news to the police should be Nakamura."

Talking like a chat, Mikey doesn't care what Feng's reaction is.

"I remember him. Back then, he didn't join Dongswast because he wanted to be a gangster. He told me that he came because he saw [Hunter] on the road and heard that you were in Dongswast."

"The person he has been following is you. I didn't do anything to him. If he can successfully undercover Brahma, it would be a great achievement for a policeman like him, right?"

"Yes."

Feng held the gun in his hand and stayed on the trigger for a long time.

She vaguely guessed what Mikey was going to do.

"Well, there is also Isana," Mikey continued to count, "I am not a qualified family member. For Isana...the only ones he recognizes are you and Shinichiro. I am also from the Sano family, and I understand that feel."

"Jealousy and dependence, madness and compromise, Izuna finally compromised for you, Feng."

He turned his head, faced Feng, and suddenly laughed.

"He's so lucky...I'm so envious. If it wasn't Izuna who met you first, but me, would it be different?"

"Is this future good enough?"

He asked Feng the third time.

However, Feng did not answer.

"Aim the gun/muzzle at me, Feng," he waited for a long time, the smile on his face gradually dissipating, "This is the last gift I gave you and Izuna."

"kill me."

If such a future is accepted, kill him with the last bullet in his gun.

In this way, Feng will also be the hero who kills the leader of Brahma and puts an end to Yakuza's era of neon lawlessness-she will become one of the greatest policemen in history.

He stood on the edge of the rooftop, with his back to the sky and facing Feng.

Mikey dyed the same white hair as Izuna, and when the wind blew, the Brahma tattoo on his neck was exposed. His figure gradually became the same as that of Mikey 12 years ago—the high-spirited leader of the Eastern Swastika, who is not afraid of anything. Juvenile coincidence.

"Do it, Feng."

He was urging, but Feng couldn't pull the trigger.

12 years ago, she was also with Mikey. The two rode motorcycles in the streets of Tokyo, fighting together, and competed to see who defeated more enemies.

After being injured, the boys insisted on smearing some saliva, but they were grabbed by Feng and disinfected with alcohol, screaming in pain.

When he was "singled out" and was beaten all over his body, Mikey was the first to break into the house.

……

She didn't have to kill Mikey, Feng took a long breath, after being arrested——

"Feng," he seemed to see Feng's hesitation, "Killing me is the end of everything... It is also the end of my years of pain."

"If you can't move your hands."

He finally showed a smile, and under Feng's gaze, he leaned back and fell.

"Mikey—"

Feng was on the edge of the roof, and his outstretched hand was not held by him.

However, another bloody hand caught the falling Mikey!

It's Takedo Hanagaki!

"Martial arts, hold on!"

Feng took three steps and made two steps, almost jumped down two floors, and rushed to the bowling alley.

Hanagaki Takemichi by the window was shot three times and almost fell into a pool of blood, but he still held Mikey's hand tightly.

"I won't... let you... die," Wu Dao said, almost exhausting all his strength, "Mikey..."

Even so, he didn't let go.

But... If he doesn't let go, he will be the one who dies.

"Mountain village... police," his eyes were already lax, and he looked at Feng as if begging, big tears rolled out, "I beg you...help Mikey..."

"Let go," Feng saw such a scene, and suddenly pulled away from the sentimental memories of the past, "I will hold Mikey, you still have Hinata waiting for you to go back, you can't die."

At this moment, a citizen's life is in danger, and she is a policeman.

"Really...will you hold Mikey?"

She had two tubes of first aid gel on her body, but Budo had been shot three times, so she could only deal with the more fatal ones first.

"I'll try."

"...Great, if it's Feng... definitely, it can be done."

When Feng succeeded Bu Dao in grabbing Mikey's hand, he finally relaxed, his hand dropped limply, and he closed his eyes.

When Feng looked down, in the crowd below, he saw the frightened Santu, the police officer who followed her beside Santu, and Zhu Fu Gaoming with a worried face.

Don't worry about me, I will save Hanagaki Takemichi, pull up Mikey, and let him live to accept legal sanctions.

Feng thought.

Then, she saw Mikey who was closest to her.

"Let go of me, Feng."

His eye circles were red, he didn't know what Wu Dao said to him just now.

"Let me... be free."

He actually has a gun!

"There is only one bullet in this gun, and it was originally intended for you...but when I came back to my senses, I shot at Wu Dao."

The gun was pointed at Feng, and Feng didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't let go.

The police officers below were shouting, and Santu was even louder, the two people by the window couldn't hear them, only the whistling wind could be heard in their ears.

"boom!"

The only bullet was aimed not at Feng's head, but at the palm of her hand connected to Mikey.

The bullet pierced the palms of the two, and under the severe pain, Feng's wrist numb, and then Mikey fell down.

"Mikey—!"

This time, what Feng heard was Santu's heart-piercing voice, but she wriggled her lips and couldn't say anything.

Feng stared blankly at the blood hole in her palm, large streams of blood came out, and she couldn't exert any strength.

"Fengsang...you, did you save Mikey?"

Hanagaki Takedo's voice scattered like floating.

Feng turned around and found that he had lost too much blood, his eyes were not focused, and his vision was probably pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

"No," she tried hard, controlling the hand that also lost a lot of blood, "Martial arts... I also have people who can't be saved."

"Is that so..."

In Wu Dao's open eyes, it seemed that the tears had all been shed.

"If you can really travel through."

Feng's voice became hoarse, and she used up her last bit of strength to hold Bu Dao's hand.

"Then it's up to you... to go to the past and save Mikey."

"It's something only you can do."

As long as she's a cop, she can't save Mikey.

But martial arts can.

The siren blared from below, Feng sat cross-legged beside Budao, the sound of the police officers coming up, they carried Budao who had completely fainted onto the stretcher.

"Chairman..."

Someone stepped forward cautiously.

"Leave me alone."

Feng looked at the distance, and there were flames lit up from time to time, and the sound of gunshots seemed to be heard several kilometers away.

"It's summer."

This is Brahma's festival and fireworks.

The people around her left politely, and the last one called her name.

"maple."

Gao Ming brought first aid gel and treated Feng's hand.

"...Is the situation in Shibuya ward okay?"

"very good."

"What about Shinjuku?"

"No problem."

Feng was still facing the broken window, watching the fire in the distance gradually go out, and his fingertips became cold due to blood loss.

A warm coat draped over her shoulders.

She just had it slowly, the circles of her eyes were red, but there were no water spots in her eyes.

"Gao Ming... I just realized," two lines of tears rolled down hot cheeks, Feng choked up, "So I'm still an ordinary person."

She remembered when she was in Osaka, the leader of the Kansai Yamaguchi-gumi, the old man who raised a knife to commit suicide and was stopped by her.

He said.

"Then I hope you can continue this attitude to treat your old friends."

She still didn't make it.

Did a bullet really make it impossible for her to catch Mikey?She couldn't help thinking over and over again, if she had caught Muku, Gao Ming, Matsuda, Ling, Ken'er, Jing Guang, squad leader... any citizen who needed her protection.

Will she let go?

——Even if the bones are broken and the flesh is rotten, she will not let go.

Because she wanted them to live no matter what, she could die instead.

But in the face of Mikey, no matter how much he convinces himself in his mind, he must wait for the punishment of the law and arrest the criminals...

After all, she ended his pain with death.

This is Yamamura Feng's selfishness.

Then, she had to hypocritically shake hands with Takedo Hanagaki, putting that humble glimmer of hope on the absurd time travel.

"Everyone is just an ordinary person," Gao Ming stroked her slightly cool hair lightly, "everything in the three generations has come, and I have never thought about it before I started*...Don't forget why you became a policeman."

"I know," Feng blinked, and the teardrops on the eyelashes vibrated and dripped onto the back of Gao Ming's hand that wiped away the tears for her, "Don't stain the way you want, don't retreat from the way you want."

Did she... did it.