[Comprehensive] The bloody case caused by the Akashi family

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Qianjian Qihai, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, muttered in her heart, she actually wanted to see what it was like to see two women fighting.So Officer Yajima, stop and tear her up, I will hold her down for you!

However, Keiko Morikawa was still smiling, raised her hand and pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, her movements were gentle and graceful, "The last time Akashi-kun sent the drunk police officer Yajima home, I happened to see it."

Misha didn't say a word, because she didn't know what happened to her when she was drunk that day, but Asami thought about it, and replied: "Well, it means the day when Officer Yajima was drunk at the welcome party? Later I called The proprietress confirmed whether Officer Yajima had been taken away by Akashi-kun. The proprietress was so excited, she kept saying on the phone that Akashi-kun was too handsome and manly, put a coat on Officer Yajima, and hugged her easily Get up and go out, it is the standard princess hug posture, the arm strength is quite good, you can tell that it is a person who has been exercising for a long time."

Qian Jian Qihai, who deliberately said the content of the phone call, secretly gave Mixia a wink after speaking: I fully support you!

Misha: "..." Will you speak?What is the strength of the arm? Is it because I am already light?

The corners of Keiko Morikawa's mouth froze slightly for a moment, then raised her lips again, showing a gentle and amiable smile again, "Seijuro, he is really a gentle person." She stared at the back of Yajima Mika's head, but her eyes were Complicated and indistinguishable emotions circulated, "If you are so gentle with your friends, what should you do if your future wife gets jealous?"

"By the way, Officer Yajima is his friend, right?" Morikawa asked with a smile.

Misha glanced at Keiko Morikawa's smiling face from the rearview mirror, her brows were slightly frowned with complicated emotions beyond words.

She didn't like this feeling of inexplicable depression, very much.The other party's temptation was too straightforward and obvious. Although he was smiling all the time, there was obviously hostility in the depths of his words, so Yajima Yajima, who had a temper, was not ready to answer directly.

"Where's Miss Morikawa? Are you asking me this question as Seijuro's friend?"

Morikawa replied with a smile: "Seijuro and I should be more than just friends."

"Oh, is that so?" Misha was quite indifferent, "Seijuro never mentioned his relationship with Miss Morikawa."

"..."

Jian Jian Qihai looked at the two women who were talking about "Zhengjuro" one by one, and felt that she was completely... speechless.

She silently withdrew her gaze and stared ahead.The two of you can talk slowly, and Police Officer Yajima, please look ahead.

Soon arrived at Morikawa's house, Asami Nanami was waiting in the car, Misha sent Morikawa Keiko inside.

When the two stepped into the dark alley, Morikawa shrank suddenly and said in a low voice: "Officer Yajima, the street lights here are broken, it's too dark, I'm a little scared."

Yajima Yajima saw that her hands were already shaking while holding the purse.

It's normal for a weak young lady to be afraid of being followed, after all, she doesn't have the skills to bring down a strong man with her bare hands.Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand directly, "Come closer to me, and you can grab me."

"Officer Yajima is so reliable." Morikawa grabbed her arm, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, this is my job."

If it wasn't for work, she probably shouldn't be in the mood to care about this so-called woman who has an unusual relationship with Akashi.

Walking out of the dark alley smoothly, Mixia sent Morikawa to the door of his house, under the moonlight, his eyes were bright.Yajima Mixia stood at the door of the house and said to her: "It's too late today, Ms. Morikawa, rest first. Tomorrow we will think of a comprehensive plan to lure the person who followed you. If you encounter anything, call me anytime."

"Thank you very much, Officer Yajima, I really appreciate it, I will work hard on you next." Keiko Morikawa bowed slightly with a gentle expression.

The more elegant, gentle and elegant she looks, the more Yajima Mixia feels a little...indescribable.

"You're welcome, goodbye." Yajima Misha turned around and left.

A voice came from behind again, "Officer Yajima."

Misha turned around and saw that Keiko Morikawa had been standing at the door of the house and hadn't walked in yet.

"What's wrong?" Misha asked.

The moonlight illuminates Morikawa's face, and she looks even fairer and more attractive at the moment, "As Seijuro's future wife, I hope Officer Yajima can keep a little distance from him." There are some complicated emotions in her eyes, as if Thinking about something, then she suddenly curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "After all, even if you are a very good friend, you should keep a proper distance."

Yajima Yaxia slowly folded her hands on her chest, without answering, just staring at her expressionlessly.

"What does Officer Yajima think?" Morikawa continued.

"Huh." Mixia exhaled, raised her eyebrows slightly, and replied, "Speak well, just talk to me."

Morikawa froze for a moment, narrowing his eyes slightly, "What?"

Yajima Misha was already suppressed by a complicated mood, but now she heard her vigilance as if declaring sovereignty, inexplicable anger blew out.She stepped forward in a few strides and directly pushed Keiko Morikawa against the wall behind her.

"I said, please talk to me." Mixia's left hand was propped on the wall. The two were about the same height, but judging from her momentum, she seemed to surround the other party in front of her, "Keep a distance or something , Akashi-kun and I have always had a normal relationship, just be your fiancée, and if you say something inexplicable to me, I will be rude."

She stretched out her clenched right hand and waved it slightly in front of her eyes, "I have a bad temper."

Yajima Mixia walked back to the car, and saw Qihai was drinking the milk tea bought nearby, and handed her a cup when she saw her sitting in, and chattered endlessly: "Officer Yajima, the lemon tea I brought you, drink it before leaving By the way, we can discuss how to set up a trap to lure that perverted stalker to the bait, I feel extremely excited when I think of this, and there seems to be an inexhaustible energy in my body."

Mi Xia didn't pick it up, looked sideways at the night scene, and then turned the car key.

When you feel depressed, of course you need to vent.

"Look, let's go drink," she said.

Jian Jian Qihai: "Ah...huh?"

Asami had a bit of a headache, she thought that the so-called drinking was just finding a clean izakaya, setting up a pot of shochu to sip, and discussing how to solve the first case they took over while drinking, she never expected that Yajima Ya Xia said to go to the bar.

It's the kind of place where money is spent and a bunch of men and women shake their heads on the dance floor.

"Officer Yajima, are you sure you want to go there?" Asahi saw that she was putting bright red lipstick on her lips, and knew that she was going to be mature and charming, "Why don't we find an izakaya and sit down."

"No." Mika Yajima waved her hand and began to paint her eyelashes, "It's not fun to drink in that place."

"..." Qianjian felt that she was probably stimulated by something, which caused her to act out of line now.

Asami Qihai sighed silently, opened the wardrobe in the room and changed into a set of neutral style clothes.Let her act as a flower protector today, so that those flamboyant strike-ups in the bar will think that she will not be too unscrupulous if she brings a male companion.

When walking out of the room, Mixia pulled the hem of the skirt subconsciously.

Asami buttoned her jacket, shaking her head slightly.

The dress on Yajima Yajima belonged to her, and it was the only dress in her closet that didn't match her style of painting at all.The light-colored skirt looked quite sexy, but it was a bit short, Yajima Yajima wore a pair of safety pants to prevent her nakedness.

When closing the door and walking downstairs, Asami saw Misha pulling down the hem of her skirt while walking, and shook her head again.

Obviously not used to such a short skirt, how much stimulation is this.

They went to a bar near Asami's home. Asami Qihai checked it out. Compared with the other famously chaotic places, this one is much better.But the atmosphere in the bar is still a little different after all, I always feel that there is a bit of ambiguity in the lights and air.

"You look nervous." Misha asked.

"This is the second time I've been to the bar." Asami replied, "The last time was a long time ago, when I received a report that a bomb was planted in the bar at the street corner. Nervous and anxious, the atmosphere is completely different from now." At this moment, when she saw a strange man passing by with a glass of wine and a smile on his face, she would feel that this man looked squinting.

Misha patted her on the shoulder, and said in relief: "Well, this is my first time in a bar, and I don't have much experience."

humble opinion:"......"

With super rhythmic music ringing in my ears, the atmosphere on the dance floor is in full swing.Yajima Mika had no interest in the young men and women dancing hotly over there, so she went straight to the bar and sat down.

"Please give me a cup of Long Island iced tea, thank you." She glanced at the one who sat down one step later, and added, "Two cups."

The guy at the bar was in uniform and went to bartending with a smile.Qianjian held her chin, looked at her beautiful side face hidden in the dim light, and asked softly, "Isn't this your first time here? Why do you look very skilled?" No matter the tone of order or any body movements , Even sitting there exudes the aura that should be in a bar.

"That's how it's done in soap operas." Misha replied.

"..." You are such a clever little ghost.

She joked silently in her heart, but Jian Jian Qihai did not forget to tell her, "Drink less, the wine in the bar seems to be very strong."

"It's okay, I can drink quite well." Yajima Yajima murmured, then turned her gaze to the side, staring at a dark corner not far away, slightly absent-minded.

Qian Jian, who was going to laugh at her drinking capacity, stopped talking because she didn't look very happy.

No matter what Asami thinks, it's all because of Keiko Morikawa.

"Officer Yajima." Asami moved his head closer, and asked softly, "Do you feel tight in your chest now, and you can't get excited about doing anything, and then you want to vent your emotions with drinking?"

Mixia was slightly taken aback, looked at her sideways, and asked, "How do you know?"

Shallow Jian smiled, "I guess."

90.00% nine point nine nine, jealous.

But she didn't intend to expose it, it's more fun to experience this kind of thing slowly.

While waiting for the Long Island iced tea, Asami Nanami felt a rumbling in her stomach, probably due to the stomach upset from drinking the milk tea, she talked to Mika Yajima, and hurried to the bathroom.

Mi Xia held a cup of Long Island Iced Tea and took a sip, the spicy taste stimulated her taste buds, causing her to frown.

Someone took a seat at the shallow seat, she turned her head and met a familiar face.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Drinking here with a few friends." Seeing her strange eyes, Shota Sawai thought she had misunderstood something, and quickly explained, "It's just drinking, and they are all friends of the same sex."

"Oh." Mi Xia replied nonchalantly, "I don't care about this, I just think your outfit today looks a bit coquettish."

"Well, don't be so cold." Sawai Shota propped his chin with one hand, and sat sideways talking to her, "No matter what, I might become your fiancé in the future, Ms. Yajima doesn't think we should hurry up and get on with each other. Is it better?"

"Fiance..." Yajima Yajima savored the title, and suddenly turned her gaze back, with a cold expression on her face, "The fiancée is only chosen, and there is no need to develop a relationship between us."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and took another sip of the wine, her brows and eyes still furrowed.

Shota Sawai didn't care about her refusal, instead he said with a smile: "Long Island iced tea is not suitable for you, change it to a Margarita, sweet and sour one is more suitable for beautiful ladies." After speaking, he said to the bar counter The little brother snapped his fingers crisply, "I invite you to have a glass of Margarita."

Yajima Misha was silent and did not speak.

Sawai didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

The dress style was completely different from the last blind date dinner, the last time was elegant, this time it was charming and mature, which made him feel fresh and fun.Moreover, a young lady appeared alone in such a place, which made him even more curious.

No, she didn't seem to come here alone, she obviously ordered two cups of Long Island iced tea.

So who did she come with?

Seeing that Qihai finished solving major life issues in the bathroom, she breathed a sigh of relief.When I walked back to the bar, I found that my seat was occupied by a strange man, and the man put his hands on the shoulders of Yajima Yajima who was lying on the bar, and it seemed that his intentions were wrong.

"Hey! What about you! Let go of your hand, do you hear me?" She deliberately said in a rough voice, and waved away the man's hand, "What do you want to do to my girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend?" Sawai Sho was stunned for a moment, then looked back sharply, "Who are you? The consequences of talking nonsense are very serious."

"Don't touch her, she is my girlfriend." Asami Nanami helped Yajima Mixia, who was in a daze, and glared at him, "Please go away and stay away from us."

Sawai Shota stared at "Yajima Yajima's boyfriend" who appeared out of nowhere in front of him, directly pulled him over, and slightly raised his voice: "I am her fiance."

Qian Jian Qihai was stunned.

Sawai thought for a while, and added: "The candidate." He couldn't do such a thing as taking advantage of a girl.

"You are probably her suitor, you tricked her here to drink and try to do something, you don't have to quibble, I have already seen it." Shota Sawai looked up and down the light, and said, "Give up, She can't be with you."

Asami still grabbed Yajima Yajima's arm and did not let go, raised his chin, "You just say yes? Please show evidence."

Shota Sawai picked up Yajima Mika's cell phone on the bar counter, and dialed the number with his own cell phone. After a while, a caller ID appeared on her screen, and the "irrelevant person" jumped happily.

Sawai looked a little embarrassed, "Ahem, she's being mischievous again." He said, "Regardless of the name, it's a fact that I knew her, and the choice of fiancée is not a lie."

Qian Jian did not speak in a rough voice this time, "Oh, so, I misunderstood, I am actually a woman."

Shota Sawai: "..."

"I'm Officer Yajima's partner, and I accompanied her to drink." Asami said, "What did you do to her? When I went to the bathroom, she became like this?"

Shota Sawai shrugged his shoulders, "I just ordered a margarita for her." As he said that, he was about to get her up, "Since the misunderstanding is clear, please leave it to me, and I will take her home .”

Qian Jian Qihai still did not let go, looking at him vigilantly.

In her concept, fiancée and fiancé must not be equated. What if the person in front of her is of bad character?

"What kind of suspicious look do you have?" Sawai raised his eyebrows and asked dissatisfied.

At this moment, Yajima Mika's cell phone rang again, Asami saw the words "Little Master", and knew that the caller was Akashi.

She showed a joyful smile of a savior coming. If she really robs a big man, she may not be able to rob him. Thinking of this, Qianjian immediately connected the phone.

"Yajima, if it's convenient for you, come here and get your police officer's ID card. It's not good to go to work without your ID card." Akashi's voice came through the phone.

"Akashi-kun, I'm Nanami Asami." She said, "Officer Yajima, she seems to be drunk."

"..." There was a sudden silence over there.

After a few more seconds, he asked, "Where are you?"

Shota Sawai suddenly came over and said, "Mr. Akashi, you don't have to come here if I'm here. I will send Ms. Yajima home."

Asami Nanami glanced at him, and immediately reported the address of the bar to Akashi.

Fifteen minutes later, Akashi showed up at the bar.

The location over the bar was very conspicuous, he quickly saw the person and walked over.

Akashi grabbed Yajima Yajima's arm, Asami immediately let go, smiled reassuringly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He observed the scene and his eyes fell on Shota Sawai.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't get her drunk on purpose." Sawai spread out his hands with an innocent face, "She drank a margarita and two glasses of Long Island iced tea, and it became like this .”

Akashi withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, reached out and patted her face, "Yajima, wake up."

Yajima Misha felt the touch of her cheek, rubbed her eyes, and there seemed to be a very delicate and familiar face in her blurred vision.

"Akashi...kun?"

Akashi helped her up from the seat, "I'll take you home."

"Well, let's go home, I'm dizzy, I want to sleep." She murmured, standing up abruptly following the strength of his hand, although she felt dizzy, but she seemed to be able to walk with him.

Akashi picked up her bag, turned to ask Asami, "Do you need me to take you home?"

Jian Jian Qihai shook his head and hands, "No, no, my house is very close to here."

"Then let's say goodbye."

Jian Jian Qihai leaned against the bar, watched the two of them disappear around the corner, and sighed enviously.

She hasn't experienced the feeling of relying on someone wholeheartedly.

"Hey, do you know what the relationship between the two of them is?" Sawai Shota lightly bumped her shoulder and asked curiously while staring at the door.

"Hmm, maybe it's a relationship between crush and being crushed?" She shook her head immediately, "It may also be a relationship of mutual liking."

"Huh?" Sawai frowned dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about in front of her fiancé...candidate?"

Shallow view of Nanami: "...amount"