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

Gen Seiji was sent to the hospital, and the mess he left behind...

It's up to Feng to finish.

"The subordinate's credit is taken by the superior, but the fault of the superior is the fault of the subordinate," *" Ri Xiatang walked leisurely with a cup of coffee in his hand, "Generally speaking, this is the case, but Fengjiang you always That's bad luck."

"In the so-called promotion in the police organization, every time, a heavier responsibility is placed on the shoulders. The detailed report on the mobile phone is also to let the boss share the responsibility of the police officers who are on the front line."

"The cornflakes you left in the office have been eaten by the people Starling assigned to the traffic class."

Feng looked up from the state of desk work and smiled.

"So, stop walking around here looking for things."

"Ahaha...ha," Ri Xiatang's expression froze, "How could I be the one who came here for that snack? I'm here to deliver coffee to you."

As he spoke, he put the untouched coffee on the maple table.

"Long night, you continue to write the report!"

After speaking, he slipped out of the office with oil on the soles of his feet, and almost bumped into Zhu Fu Gaoming who came over.

"The one just now was the head of the get out of class?"

"Um……"

As soon as he entered the door, Gao Ming saw Feng lying lazily on the table, with a cup of steaming coffee in hand.

"Come here to deliver a cup of coffee," Feng pointed feebly at the paper cup on the table, "Gao Ming...I don't want to write any more!"

A pair of deer-like watery eyes emerged from the arms. Feng tried hard to yawn just now, but at the moment he looked obedient and sleepy.

"Officer Yuan was injured. You stepped forward without knowing the safety of the hostages. The negotiators beside you have nothing to say." Gao Ming stretched out his hand to close his eyes that had been emitting pitiful light waves. Just finish it."

He pulled away the chair next to him, put the stack of documents in his hand on the table, and smiled at Feng: "I will be with you."

Some of the yellowed paper was extremely fragile. Gao Ming flipped it as gently as possible with his fingertips. The paper rubbed against each other and made a rustling sound. The fragrance of printing ink used in the old era gradually permeated. Feng looked sideways and saw the logo of the First Peace Association on it.

He was investigating what happened 20 years ago... A continuous stream of information flashed across his mind. It seemed that the effect of the forced yawn was still there, and she unknowingly yawned again.

The rustling sound in the ear gradually faded away, and Feng gradually sank into a dark and sweet dream.

The sound of regular breathing came, and Gao Ming couldn't help laughing when he saw it, Feng fell asleep on the table.

If you get closer, you can see that there is still a drop of tear hanging on her eyelashes, which rises and falls with the frequency of breathing, and is precarious.

Curling his knuckles to brush his eyelash feathers, Gao Ming's movements are more gentle than stroking a butterfly, but he can still feel the twitch of the slender eyelashes under his fingertips.

... She was indeed tired.

Since the new bill came out, all the departments and reporters have been circling around Feng like hyenas who smelled the smell. After careful calculation, the chief executive of this group is the one with the least rest time.

When wrapping around the waist and knees, Feng seemed to be touched, but after getting close to Gao Ming's neck and smelling the familiar smell, she shrugged her nose like a kitten and fell asleep.

There is a soft couch in the head teacher's room, which was originally used to entertain guests. Now when Feng works overtime too late, she will rest here until morning.

Click, the light was turned off, and Gao Ming only kept a dim yellow desk lamp for himself. He took the report that Feng had pressed under his arm before, and raised his eyebrows at the paper with only two lines written on it. Consciously bring a smile.

Feng felt that he slept for a long time.

Until the consciousness gradually regained consciousness, the body was still trapped in the darkness, and the eyelids were too heavy to lift.

She was covered with... whoever's clothes it should be, long enough to wrap her up, and the fresh cedar breath lingered around her, making her want to continue to sleep.

And her complete sobriety came when a phone call came.

"... Moshi Moshi," before waking up, Feng's voice seemed to have sticky sugar, "Natalie?"

"Maple sauce, I'm sorry, I really don't know who to ask."

Perhaps in less than half a second, Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up——

The long windbreaker slipped down to the waist, and it really was smart clothes. There was no light in the office, only a ray of skylight leaked from the pleated window, hitting obliquely on the desk and the floor, illuminating the floating dust in the air.

"Tell me," she moved her slightly numb legs to the ground, "is it Squad Leader Yida?"

"I haven't been able to contact him since last night," Natalie's tone was obviously anxious, "but he clearly said that he would... come back after completing the task tonight. Date, he has never breached the contract."

It might just be a small thing like being late and forgetting, but if Date is the class leader... the matter is serious.

"I see." Feng stretched his toes, and the blood flowed to the whole body to relieve the discomfort. "Have you contacted Matsuda?"

"That's the problem, Matsuda-kun's cell phone can't get through."

Feng frowned, before tidying up, he put on Gao Ming's windbreaker and rolled up the sleeves. The long windbreaker just covered the messy and wrinkled shirt after sleeping all night.

"I'm going to search the first class to help you check the situation. Squad leader Date had a partner on duty last night, and the partners would report the situation to each other." She opened the door, and the police department was already bustling in the early morning when the sun had just risen. "Don't worry too much. We all know the abilities of Squad Leader Date. He will be safe."

Having said that, Feng also felt that his heartbeat became faster, and there seemed to be an ominous shadow hanging over the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Hello, Section Chief!", "Village Police, good morning!" "Feng, good morning."...

Many people greeted Feng along the way, but she could only nod hurriedly, and ran forward in a muffled voice.

Until the door number of the first investigation section appeared in front of his eyes, Feng took a deep breath and opened the door of the group where Matsuda and Date belonged——

No one, it was empty inside.

Feng's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the water in an instant.

"Huh? Feng, what are you doing at the door?"

Matsuda's voice sounded behind her, his energetic curly hair seemed to be wilted, and his eyes filled with tears as he yawned.

"Spyed on that kid all night...and finally found some loopholes."

"Feng," Datehang followed Matsuda, and there was a young male police officer behind him, "Who are you looking for?"

... came to find you.

The corners of Feng's mouth twitched: "Natalie called me just now, and said that it was Squad Leader Date, you didn't go back until morning, she was very worried."

"Oops!" Itahang rarely looked in a hurry, he found out his phone, "Sure enough, it's out of battery! Takagi, please lend me your phone!"

"Oh my phone," Takagi was also flustered, and quickly took out the phone, "here! Senior!"

"...Ah, my cell phone is dead."

Matsuda squinted his eyes and almost passed out at the door, thanks to Feng helping him.

When performing tasks at night, because the screen of the mobile phone will reflect light, they generally prohibit the use of mobile phones, which is why such an oolong appears.

Feng also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately...it was just an accident.

"Speaking of which, we caught that wedding scammer last night." Matsuda chatted with Feng while looking for the charging cable at the work station, "When I stared at the middle of the night, I thought there was something wrong with him, ah... that's a good thing. We caught the pigtail, and we have been following this guy for half a month... When we came back, we met the traffic class."

"Traffic class?"

"Well, it is said that in the early morning, the owner of a car was driving tired and crashed into a tree. Fortunately, he was fine."

"Yes, fortunately."

Maybe Matsuda's yawn was too contagious, and Feng couldn't help but start to yawn too.

"Hagi said you got into trouble again yesterday, did you work overtime? Have you finished it?"

Recalling the neatly folded documents on the desktop, Feng shrinks his neck, and the person who has slept soundly for most of the night feels a little guilty: "It's finished, although... no overtime."

"Then you can be efficient now."

Matsuda has found his own blindfold, complete with comically large eyes.

Then he sat down on the chair with confidence, and passed out completely.

And the squad leader outside is still using Takagi's mobile phone to apologize and explain to his girlfriend to coax people, but he is pitiful for the pure and single dog Takagi. slide.

He really wanted to leave, but couldn't.

The one inside is the Yamamura police inspector who has been in the limelight recently. I heard that she is Sato-san's idol, just standing there is very imposing... By the way, is her coat a little long?

Confused between "that's what rich people wear" and "whether the mountain village policeman is wearing clothes that don't fit", Takagi's expression unconsciously fell into a daze.

"Thank you, Brother Takagi!"

After finishing the phone call, Date Hang patted Takagi on the shoulder vigorously.

"It's all right," Takagi woke up and laughed, "Senior Date and his girlfriend have a very good relationship."

Then he saw Idahang as a well-known hunk in the first search class, and he blushed when he heard this.

"Hahaha, after all, are you dating your girlfriend for many years? I can no longer imagine life without her."

Takagi who was stuffed with dog food: ...

Sato-san, he really wants to see you now.

"Is that the village police inspector?"

Feng came out lightly and found that the monitor and the young man were still in the corridor.

"Ah, Kaede!" Date smiled, "That's right, Takagi, this is Yamamura Kaede from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Section [-], Kaede, this is my current partner, Takagi Tsutomu."

"Hello, Takagi-kun."

Feng stretched out his hand.

"Please advise me a lot!"

Takagi subconsciously puffed up his chest, so dangerous that he almost stood at attention and saluted.

Feng chuckled: "Don't be so nervous, although I am the section chief now, I still have to call Flight Captain Date."

Rounding and Takagi are also one-story.

"Could it be that Senior Date and the Yamamura Police Department were at the same time before!"

Takagi widened his eyes.

"That's right," Feng waved his fingers, "That's right, Squad Leader Date, isn't Jing Guang released from prison? We're going to get together for a while. Let's see when you're free?"

"I can do anything else," Itahang smiled, shaking a toothpick in his mouth, "as long as the busy people in the mountain village are free."

"I'm the head of the class, and I have the final say on when to have a holiday."

Feng showed a canine tooth, and the corners of his eyes raised slyly.