Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself

Hagihara Kenji seems to be looking forward to renting a house, and he seems to be in a good mood in recent days.

Perhaps because of this, the low air pressure on Matsuda Jinping's body became more conspicuous under the background of Hagihara Kenji.

Matsuda Jinping had the idea of ​​covering up at first, but the fact that he didn't sleep well was easy to show on his face. The small movements of yawning and the dark circles on his face were quite obvious on weekdays. So I didn't care about it after that.

"Damn, is this the power of Ikemian's face? A normal person's face will get oily all night, but Xiaojinping has a very handsome decadent feeling!" Hagihara Kenji complained on the side, but still couldn't bear it. Zhu said, "You can't just mess around just because you know you're handsome."

Matsuda Jinping nodded lazily, resting on his desk in a drowsy state.

"This is really..." Hagihara Kenji whispered something.

Matsuda Jinping, who didn't hear clearly, opened his eyes after a slow reaction: "Huh? What did you just say."

"It's nothing." Hagihara Kenji smiled: "I'm just looking forward to the arrival of the 7th."

Matsuda Jinhei glanced at him.

Even his colleagues noticed the problem with Matsuda Jinping, and it was impossible for Hagihara Kenji to not notice it. However, it is strange that Hagihara Kenji did not show it at all.

That's fine, Matsuda Jinping doesn't have to think of excuses to explain.

Hagihara Kenji didn't say anything, Matsuda Jinhei assumed that he had not exposed himself.

Then on the night of November 6th, or the early morning of November 7th, Matsuda Jinhei received a knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Late at night, dormitory, knock on the door. Is this the beginning of a horror movie?

Matsuda Jinping, who was reading a book by the bedside, raised his head and glanced at the door, put down the book in his hand, and opened the door with his slippers. No surprise, he saw a familiar smiling face.

"Yeah, good evening~" Hagihara Ken was still holding his own pillow in his second hand: "I couldn't sleep a little bit, so I thought you shouldn't sleep, Xiao Jinping, so I came here."

Matsuda Jinping glanced at his friend in pajamas: "Are you a primary school student who is going on a trip the next day?"

"Your description... It seems that it really happened before?" Hagihara Kenji squeezed in as a matter of course, and said with a smile: "I was so looking forward to it that I couldn't sleep—"

"So you ran to my house to wake me up, but you fell asleep alone when it was almost dawn." Matsuda Jinping picked up the book on the bedside again, and continued: "The next day you complained that I didn't Spirit."

"Haha, has this happened before?" Hagihara Kenji blinked, "I completely forgot~"

"You don't remember any of this dark history related to yourself." Matsuda Jinping said.

"What are you looking at?" Hagihara Kenji leaned over to take a look, and was immediately agitated by the technical terms above. He pulled the book out of Matsuda Jinhei's hand, glanced at the cover, and saw "The Structure and Interpretation of Computer Programs" This line of large characters, Hagihara Kenji fell into silence.

"...Well, um, I suddenly seem to know why you haven't been able to sleep well, Xiaojinping," Hagihara Kenji said seriously.

Matsuda Jinping: "It has nothing to do with this, don't think too much."

The sequence was wrong, and it was because Matsuda Jinpei couldn't sleep that he took out this book and read it.

It's like someone complaining about reading a math book or listening to a physics teacher on the barrage, and falling asleep all of a sudden, Matsuda Jinping also wanted to try to see if he could fall asleep with such a boring book. As a result, Matsuda Jinping's brain was more awake in the early morning, and things that could not be seen during the day were more efficient in the middle of the night.

Although Matsuda Jinping likes to disassemble and install, he prefers the machinery that he can see intuitively by himself, rather than the ones that cannot be directly touched on the Internet.

Everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at. Matsuda Jinping admits that he has no special talent in networking, at least not as good as his talent for demolition. But if he really wants to understand and learn, it is not too difficult for him.

Just like Matsuda Jinping actually has no enthusiasm for school or anything. He feels that the things he learns in class are boring, and it does not prevent his academic performance from being excellent enough.

If it weren't for this, the police academy wouldn't have recruited him, a thorn who could provoke the interviewer by making outrageous remarks during the interview stage.

The technology on the Internet is not a necessity for Matsuda Jinping. He just doesn't want to bother the hacker on the barrage too much. He thinks that he may use it in the future, so he will take the initiative to learn. His own interest is not high.

As a result, Matsuda Jinpei watched most of the time when he couldn't fall asleep without any progress in the network knowledge.

Well, not sleeping well or not sleeping well, that doesn't change.

However, Matsuda Jinping is very clear that this situation will be resolved soon, as long as tomorrow passes, it will be fine.

—As long as it is confirmed that the exchange of that wish is successful.

Matsuda Jinpei watched as Hagihara Kenji took the book he used to pass the time of course, and naturally grabbed half of his bed, and patted the other side of the bed, as if he was the owner of this room. Same.

This kind of cheeky performance made Matsuda Jinping a little at a loss as to what to say.

Matsuda Jinping didn't bother to refute what he said, so he turned off the light and went to lie down by the bed: "Good night."

"Good night~" Hagihara Kenji replied with a smile.

After confirming it over and over again, why do you still feel scared?

Is it because the present is too happy and too complete, so at the time when the brokenness comes, is it especially panic?

["Xiao Zhenping, what do you want to do in the future?" The young friend sat upside down on the stool with his legs crossed, his hands resting on the seat of the stool, with an indifferent smile on his face.

"Me?" The curly-haired boy propped himself on the desk with one hand, and the wanton expression on his face belonged to a teenager: "Of course it's the police!"

"Hey—" Hagihara Kenji's eyes widened: "I thought you were going to be a boxer! You obviously like boxing, don't you?"

"How about that? Anyway, I'm going to be a police officer." Matsuda Jinping avoided the question and asked, "How about you? Hagi."

"My words... Actually, it doesn't matter what kind of work, right?" Hagihara Kenji said with a smile, "I prefer something more stable."

"But since Xiao Zhenping, you want to be a police officer..." The half-long-haired boy rolled his eyes: "Then I'll be fine too!"

"Don't keep imitating me? Hagi, are you not interested in the police?" Matsuda Jinhei said.

"But I don't want to be separated from Xiaozhen? If I become a policeman, I will have a lot less rest time." Hagihara Kenji stretched out his finger and began to calculate: "And the welfare of the police is very good, it is also my consideration."

Hagihara Kenji does not have high requirements for his future, as long as it is a career that will not go bankrupt.

I chose to be a policeman because Matsuda wanted to be a policeman.

"So please give me more advice in the future! Officer Matsuda~" Kenji Hagihara never thought about the possibility that his friends could not achieve his dreams, so he joked as a matter of course.

"Go away!" Matsuda Jinhei smashed Hagihara Kenji with a book in a huff, and looked away from his little tame with a pitiful expression, "It's up to you, I don't care."

"Eh? Are you shy~" Hagihara Kenji laughed arrogantly, but his voice in his youth suddenly overlapped with that of his adulthood. He said, "If I die, you will avenge me?" 】

Matsuda Jinping suddenly woke up from his dream, he glanced at the sky outside, it was still very dark, it was about three or four in the morning.

The curly-haired officer took a deep breath and pressed his hand against the position of his temple to let his emotions cool down.

Matsuda Jinping is actually very calm and sober. Regarding the matter of becoming a police officer, Kenji Hagihara had such an idea because of Matsuda Jinhei's choice.

But if Hagihara Kenji himself is not willing, he will not choose this career in the end. Just like when the invitation from the Explosive Team came, Hagihara Kenji hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

But occasionally, occasionally, he would also have the idea that if Kenji Hagihara hadn't become a police officer in the first place, he wouldn't have encountered such a danger.

In the past four years, he has generated a lot of unnecessary junk emotions in his brain. The most uncontrollable thing in human beings is emotions, it is inevitable.

Even if Matsuda Jinhei knew that if he spoke his thoughts out, he would definitely be refuted by Hagihara Kenji, and he might even beat him angrily.

It's just that in the past four years, Hagihara Kenji didn't have this opportunity, and he didn't have the opportunity to verify.

Matsuda Jinhei's movements were not big, at least he didn't wake up the guy who was sleeping soundly beside him. It's November now, the weather has turned cold, and seeing Hagihara Kenji who has no reaction at all, even grabbing the quilt and pulling towards him, Matsuda Jinping's fist is a little hard.

But in the end, Matsuda Jinhei gave up the behavior of a primary school student who couldn't fall asleep and woke another person up.

Tomorrow is the most important day. Even if he forced himself to sleep, Matsuda Jinhei wanted to keep his spirits from being so bad.

When Matsuda Jinping's breathing slowed down again, Hagihara Kenji, who was slumbering and didn't respond at all, suddenly opened his eyes, and the clarity in his eyes proved that he was the one who really didn't fall asleep.

"..." Hagihara Kenji sighed, shrank inside the quilt, and muttered, "November 7th...?"

—November 7.

Matsuda Jinpei wanted to continue to wear the black suit lazily, but Hagihara Kenji said, "It doesn't look like he's going to rent a house, but collecting rent, right?" He called him back.

In the end, Matsuda Jinping wore a jacket, at least it looked more everyday.

The specific matters about the rental are all arranged by Hagihara Kenji, and it is unclear which apartment Matsuda Jinhei Hagihara chose.

So it wasn't until Kenji Hagihara led him to the location that Matsuda Jinhei realized something, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

Matsuda Jinping restrained the slight trembling in his voice, clasping his fingers tightly in his palm, but his eyes were well blocked by his sunglasses: "...Hey, Hagihara."

Hagihara Kenji rolled his eyes as if he didn't know anything: "What?"

"Are you sure you want to rent here?" Matsuda Jinping asked stiffly.

"I have confirmed that the rent here is suitable and the location is ok. It is the most suitable for our requirements at present?" Hagihara Kenji asked in confusion: "Any questions—"

"Let's go back." Matsuda Jinping suddenly interrupted Hagihara Kenji's conversation.

"Huh?" Hagihara Kenji was stunned.

The curly-haired officer decisively grabbed Kenji Hagihara's wrist and walked back: "I said, let's go back."

"But I already said it—wait! Xiaojinping? Matsuda!" Hagihara Kenji, who was suddenly dragged away, frowned and held back Matsuda Jinping's hand: "At least give me a reason, I want to rent a house with you Does the person over there explain?"

"...Didn't you say it's better to share a lease? I don't like it here, that's the reason." Matsuda Jinping's tone was still stiff.

"Then I'll go and explain the situation there?" Hagihara Kenji tentatively walked back, but he didn't expect Matsuda Jinhei's reaction to be bigger than he expected.

"I said it! Let's go back!" Even if he was blocked by the sunglasses, Hagihara Kenji could feel the strong rejection in those sharp eyes: "I can't let you step into this apartment building!"

Matsuda Jinpei never thought that he would feel such a panic. He had never had such a violent reaction in the past four years. Even if he was sitting in the cockpit of the Ferris wheel that caused his death, he could let his With steady hands, you can defuse bombs.

"I beg you..." Matsuda Jinping seemed to realize that his attitude was too tough. He lowered his head slightly, and his voice became much lighter: "At least today, listen to me once."

The two were deadlocked here, right at the gate of the apartment building.

Hagihara Kenji stared at his young tamer for a while, opened his mouth, and finally seemed to give up something: "Okay, I promise you."

"I won't go in, let's go back." Kenji Hagihara glanced at Matsuda Jinping's tightly pursed lips, "But is this really what you want? Matsuda."

Matsuda Jinhei avoided Hagihara Kenji's gaze.

- I know, I understand what you're thinking. But how do you want me to make you step into this cemetery where you were buried again in front of my eyes?