After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

    The first thing I want to see in the morning is the sleeping face of the person I like.

     Matsuda Jinpei was looking forward to this, but it was not the case. He didn't sleep until after two o'clock, but at about five o'clock he heard a slight noise around him.

    In the haze, he was thinking, is it really okay to only sleep for three hours?

    He wanted to let Amamiya Qianxue sleep again, but he was a little confused by the rustling sound.

    In the dim light coming from the curtain, the slender and soft body has smooth lines and is as warm as jade.

      The waist curve, wrapped in gauze, looks a bit abrupt.

    Further down...

      Friends laughed together, and never had any strange thoughts.

    After all, he is more interested in machinery than that kind of magazine.

    But now, my mind is full of wild thoughts, like weeds all over the wilderness.

    The mouthpiece is dry and I feel very irritable even swallowing.

    He turned over, taking the picturesque scene out of his sight.

    "Wake up? Did it disturb you?" she asked softly.

    Jinping Matsuda sat up from the bed, "Is it really okay to sleep so long?"

    Amamiya Qianxue frowned, looked down at the zipper and replied, "It's okay, three hours is enough."

    No matter how much I try, I find that it gets stuck halfway through.

    "What's the matter?" Matsuda Jinping looked at her with a troubled expression.

    Amamiya Qianxue pursed her lips, "It's stuck, I can't pull it."

    "I'll try." He said and got out of bed.

    "...Forget it, I'll change it." Amamiya Qianxue took a step back nervously.

    Jinping Matsuda raised his eyebrows, "You know now? When you first changed your clothes, you didn't think about having an adult male behind you."

    "Ah, that, this, because I'm afraid that the door switch will affect your sleep." She explained in a low voice, "Sure enough, you should change the house quickly, it will affect your rest too much."

    Matsuda Jinhei squatted, "No way, as long as I'm in the same room with you, it's inevitable. You don't expect an adult male to not think about it at all."

    The knuckles of the palm were pressed against the leg, deep into the soft flesh, and the fingers were trying to squeeze the zipper up and down.

    Amamiya Qianxue only felt that the palm was hot and scary, "So let's change the house."

    "I mean, changing the house won't solve the problem." Matsuda Jinpei bluntly burst the balloon.

    One sentence made her speechless.

    After trying several times, I finally pulled the zipper that was stuck in half, which made Matsuda Jinping finally relieved.

    He raised his eyes and looked up, and Amamiya Qianxue just happened to look over, his eyes were slightly curved, and a swaying arc was rippling.

    More drier.

    He felt that he couldn't be alone like this.

    He put his lips lightly on the spot where the red mole was, through the light and breathable fabric.

    The person who happened to look over was stunned, the originally bent eyes suddenly rounded, and the whole person looked unbelievable.

    Slightly irritable intimate nibble, as if that would do the trick.

    Amamiya Qianxue, who finally came to her senses, grabbed the person and stood up, "You, you, what are you doing!"

    "I wanted to do this for a long time." He put the man in his arms and whispered softly.

    He has a little balance in his heart, he can't be the only one who thinks wildly and is embarrassed.

    Amamiya Qianxue only felt sour and soft, and angrily pushed people away and walked outside. She had to wash and make up, so she didn't have time to mess around with others.

    Matsuda Jinhei stretched and decided to take a shower in the bathroom.

    "Remember to eat breakfast on the table. Just throw the plate in the sink. I've already dried my clothes. I'll go home to get a document and go directly to the Metropolitan Police Department." Matsuda Jinping opened the door and said Chiyuki Amamiya, who was disguising, said.

    "Okay, be careful on the road." Amamiya Qianxue put on her contact lenses and waved at him.

    "Yes, so do you."

    Sending Matsuda Jinhei away, Amamiya Chiyuki finally made the most time-wasting disguise, if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have woken up so early.

    Before going out, she looked at the house, and it seemed to be more like home than when she went out yesterday morning.

    The air was filled with cheerful and lively voices during the early morning Police Department search lesson.

    "Good morning, Officer Chitanda!"

    "Oh, good morning, Takagi-senpai!"

    "Chitanda is so energetic early in the morning." The Mumu Police Department greeted the girl who had just walked in.

    Amamiya Qianxue stretched out her hand in front of her eyes to compare, she blinked and smiled, "Good morning Mumu Police Department, today is also a good day to go to work!"

    After getting to the seat, Sato Miwako also sat down, "Morning."

    "Good morning Sato-senpai! Thank you very much for telling me about those things yesterday."

    Sato Miwako couldn't help but patted the shoulders of the people around her with her bright and flamboyant smile, "What's the matter, feel free to ask if you don't understand anything, but your instructor hasn't arrived yet. "

    "I heard someone talking about it early in the morning."

    Matsuda Jinpei put one hand in his pocket, yawned, and had a document under his arm.

    "Matsuda-senpai, good morning!" She smiled and waved to the person at the door, with the same attitude as everyone else.

    Matsuda Jin's eyelids twitched, it's amazing, I can't do it myself. He nodded and replied, "Good morning."

    The work has officially entered the charter. The Mumu Police Department first brought several case files to familiarize the newcomers with the document process.

    Amamiya Chiyuki agreed, and began to look at the documents.

    These are some very simple cases. As for the report writing from the police to the conclusion of the case, the format is still cumbersome and complicated after so many years, and there is no change.

    But in the end, Japan is such a country, time seems to stand still, but it is convenient for Amamiya Chiyuki to adapt to the environment.

    Miwako Sato, who was on the side, was quite surprised to see the newcomer quickly flip through the file. Basically, it didn't take long for a page. She originally planned to show her the file for three or four days, but she finished it in one morning. .

    "What's the matter? Sato-senpai?" Amamiya Qianxue asked the people around her in surprise.

    Sato Miwako asked with some embarrassment: "Chitanda, you, have you read those?"

    "No, no. Just turn it over first, how can you read the three or four days' files in one morning!" Amamiya Qianxue waved her hand, her expression extremely exaggerated.

    But it made Sato Mikazu sigh of relief.

    There is something wrong with this case.

    No matter the testimony, there is something wrong in the confession of the prisoner, and the logic before and after is not right.

    The case is a very common homicide, the identity of the deceased is the owner of a custom shop.

    The murderer is a custom woman under his command.

    The motive is also a very simple quarrel and impulse to kill.

    Is it really that simple? Amamiya Qianxue put a question mark in her heart.

    When it was near noon, Jiaofan at the bottom suddenly asked for support, saying that he had found a robbery and wounder who was running around and committing crimes.

    "Let's do it, Matsuda, Takagi, you two go over there to meet, and then just bring Chitanda to familiarize yourself with the process." The Meguro Police Department took into account the last time Matsuda Jinhei was questioning the suspect. Attitude, he was not at ease to let him take Chitanda to the police alone, so he arranged for the best-tempered Takagi to be with them.

    "Takagi-senpai sit with me in the back, I happen to have a problem with the file and want to ask the senior!" Amamiya Qianxue stepped into the car first, carrying the file in the bag.

    Takagi Shibu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Matsuda Jinpei, whose face seemed to be not quite right, "Then trouble Officer Matsuda to drive?"

    "Yeah." He replied expressionlessly, then put on his sunglasses and sat in the driver's seat.

    "Why don't you understand?" Takagi Shibuya fastened his seat belt and tilted his head.

    Amamiya Qianxue opened the dossier and pointed to the simple murder case, "This! The person who recorded it is Senior Takagi! So I came to ask Senior."

    Sit at the front, Matsuda Jinping tapped the steering wheel, looked at the two people in the rearview mirror who were chatting, and said gloomily, "Have you fastened your seat belts? "

    "Are you fastened, Chitanda?" Takagi Shibu asked softly.

    Amamiya Qianxue nodded, "Senior, don't worry!"

    She said with an OK gesture, with a vibrant smile, more dazzling than the noon sun.

    It's just that this smile has nothing to do with him, Matsuda Jinping stared at the rearview mirror, and his unhappiness can be filled.

    Pressing the anger to the bottom of his heart, he stepped on the accelerator.

    The two people in the back seat continued to talk.

    From time to time, there will be the crisp and sweet laughter of the girls, and this unpleasantness can even make him imagine the sorority of the year.

    At that time, he also looked at Amamiya Qianxue and the "ex-boyfriend" chatting happily there, and couldn't say a word.

    Now that I think about it, it makes him so angry that he can't wait to go back and beat himself up.

    Who would explain to ordinary classmates that it was not an ex-boyfriend, or that he took the initiative to mention it.

    Thinking of the dull self back then, he couldn't be more angry.

    If I had confessed earlier, tied people to my side earlier...

    The more he thought about it, the more angry Matsuda Jinping stepped on the brakes, and the sudden braking made two people in the back seat exclaim.

    Matsuda Jinping smacked his mouth, "Tsk, I'm hungry, let's get out of the car and buy something to eat first."

    He was just so upset that he couldn't watch it anymore.

    "Huh??" Takagi Shibu was a little puzzled.

    Amamiya Qianxue made a round, "I'm hungry too, senior, buy something to eat!"

    The three negotiated and went to the convenience store on the road to buy some rice **** and bread.

    Takagi Shibu looked at the melon bread in Chiyuki Amamiya's hand and asked, "Chitanda, is it enough to eat only one?"

     "Don't worry, I ate very well this morning, so I'm not very hungry." She smiled and meant something.

    Besides, Matsuda Jinhei was in an awkward mood when he heard this, and his frown relaxed a little, he felt that he was helpless.

    Takagi Shibu looked at the extra bread in his hand and wanted to cry without tears. He couldn't eat so much by himself, why did Officer Matsuda give it to himself.

    Amamiya Qianxue was stunned for a moment, the end of her turbulent eyes were slightly bent, and a smile spread on her lips, "Matsuda-senpai! Thank you very much!"

    But in her heart, she couldn't understand why this person was depressed.

    Fortunately, the handover task is not troublesome, and it is completed quickly.

    On the way back from the seizure, Shibu Takagi wanted to take the initiative to take on the task of the driver, after all, Officer Matsuda drove all the way.

    However, Matsuda Jinping refused directly and coldly, "No, you are in the back seat and responsible for detaining the prisoner, I will drive."

    Seeing the expression that was not quite right, Shibu Takagi took a step back.

    In the last three, Takagi Shibuya and the prisoner were in the back seat, and the other two were in the front.

    Is it because I was too hungry?

    Takagi Shibu thought.