Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself

The morning of November 8th.

What does the text message replied at this point in time mean to Jinhei Matsuda? What does it represent?

No one can know what thoughts flashed through Matsuda Jinping's heart at this moment.

It was only when Hagihara Kenji put away the disk and game disk, and when he recovered, he found that Matsuda Jinpei had fallen asleep leaning against the edge of the sofa.

Hagihara Kenji was about to wake people up and let them go back to his dormitory, but when he was approaching, he noticed the blue and black under Matsuda Jinping's eyes, and his movements stopped.

"..." Hagihara Kenji sighed silently.

When Matsuda Jinpei pressed his biological clock the next day and woke up before going to work, he found that the decoration in the room was not right.

But more than others, Matsuda Jinping was the first to notice the barrage that he seemed to have accidentally forgotten.

[Small array flat oh ha yo-! 】

[Xiao Zhenping look at me look at me! 】

[I missed it last time, but I didn't expect that this time I could actually see my husband's sleeping face! I can! I have no regrets in my life! 】

[Ehhh, Matsuda, don't close it! Don't you want to know what happened last night? ! 】

"Good morning, don't watch, don't want, goodbye." Matsuda Jinping closed the live broadcast room with a cold expression.

People really can't help but take a good rest. I haven't made such a mistake in more than half a year, but I forgot it again last night.

He could guess what happened last night, nothing more than that he fell asleep, Hagihara Kenji brought him up, and then the barrage saw another live broadcast of his sleep.

However, some expected and unexpected, Matsuda Jinping glanced at the energy bar of wishing power. Originally, because he exchanged the wish of Hagihara Kenji to live, he emptied all the energy bars with only a little fur left. After a night , it went up by almost a third.

This increase is almost comparable to the previous women's clothing in the police academy.

Matsuda Jinhei thought about it for a few seconds and then figured it out. The people across from the live broadcast room not only liked him, but Hagihara was also very excited that he survived. It was almost like fulfilling his wish to let him survive. So it stimulated the growth of willingness for a while.

And as I said before, the power of will is an equivalent exchange, and so is his resurrection. After Hagihara Kenji was over, it was his own share. He'll have an accident in four years too, so it's just a matter of gathering the remaining two-thirds in four years.

For this, Matsuda Jinhei can be said to be quite relaxed.

Hagihara Kenji's side is because the time is too short, and the other party is almost dead in front of his eyes, so the nature is different.

But in his own words, he doesn't need to be so anxious at all, not to mention the long time of four years, simply, he doesn't care that much about his own situation.

At this time, Hagihara Kenji came out of the bathroom, and the end of his hair was randomly tied into a small braid by a rubber band, but the position of the bangs was still wet.

"What did you just say?" Hagihara Kenji asked.

Matsuda Jinpei knew that what Hagihara Kenji asked was his reply to the barrage just now, so he yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

"There's still half an hour before going to work, it's enough time for you to go back and take care of it." Hagihara Kenji showed a disgusting expression: "Xiaojinping, you don't feel it yourself, but the smell of smoke on your body is really too strong, cleaning the quilt You have to pay for it."

Matsuda Jinping smelled it himself. It is well known that people's sense of smell is adaptive, and they often cannot smell their own odors at all. Therefore, Matsuda Jinping has no intuitive concept of the smoke smell that Hagihara Kenji dislikes so much.

And smoke smells always last longer than other smells.

Matsuda Jinping, who knew he was wrong, replied, "I refuse."

Hagihara Kenji: "Huh?!"

Matsuda Jinping said lazily, "I didn't smell it myself, so it doesn't count."

Before Hagihara Kenji could react, Matsuda Jinhei picked up the coat hanging over the sofa very quickly, and disappeared from Hagihara Kenji's room in an instant.

Having said that, Matsuda Jinhei took a battle bath, changed into formal clothes, and arrived at the office before being late.

The life of the police is not very interesting, and the daily life is boring. After confirming that Hagihara Kenji was alive, Matsuda Jinpei can be said to have completely forgotten the existence of the live broadcast room. He relaxed and lived a regular life of two points and one line in the police dormitory.

At most, he was dragged by Hagihara Kenji from time to time to go to a friendship.

Different from the previous life, Matsuda Jinping refused everything he could, and he was a loner. This time, Matsuda Jinhei has become a person who can often be seen in friendships, but at a glance, he knows that he is making up the number.

It is also different from the incomprehensible style of the past. Even if he is accosted, Matsuda Jinhei will respond lazily.

Attractive and stern temperament, Ike face has been certified by Hagihara Kenji for more than ten years, tall enough and reliable work—

"Oops, their eyes were completely attracted by you, Xiaojinping." Hagihara Kenji complained while propping his chin.

Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows: "Seriously?"

Anyone can say this, but Kenji Hagihara, who always turns friendship into a solo show, is the least qualified.

"Xiaojinping has grown up, Dad is so moved." Hagihara Kenji wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes artificially.

Matsuda Jinping kicked him angrily: "Go away!"

Trivialities in life often occupy the bulk, and the work schedules of Matsuda Jinhei and Hagihara Kenji are not always together. There are about four or five days of work in a week that overlap, and the rest days of each other are the part that does not overlap too much.

However, this kind of shift order can be adjusted. If something really happens, it’s fine to find someone to change the shift under the premise of a reasonable reason. It’s not very troublesome.

So today happened to be Hagihara Kenji's rest day, and Matsuda Jinping came to the police station to clock in as usual.

Just sitting in the office for an hour, Matsuda Jinping, who was sorting out the documents on hand, suddenly received a call.

Because of the change of mobile phone, the past notes have disappeared, but he re-filled the notes through the phone book and the social circle on Hagihara Kenji that overlapped with him, but the number was the same and did not change.

"Hello?" Matsuda Jinpei uttered a syllable in a casual tone.

【…that,】

The voice of a soft and waxy girl came from the opposite side, slightly familiar.

However, Matsuda Jinping couldn't remember, he looked at the number again, it was unfamiliar.

Is it a typo? Matsuda Jinping thought so, but he didn't expect the opposite to call his name directly.

[Um, may I ask...is it Matsuda-san? 】

"Huh?" Matsuda Jinping continued to search for relevant memories from his memory, and responded, "It's me."

After Matsuda Jinpei admitted, the voice on the other side still seemed uneasy: [I, I...]

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Matsuda Jinping rarely showed a gentle side, imitating his friend's usual tone of coaxing children, trying not to scare the girl opposite.

I don't know if Matsuda Jinhei's voice seemed too gentle, or if the child was a crybaby, almost the next second, the opposite side sniffed and said in a slightly reversed order: [I, Kuito... Our school parent meeting today, that—]

Quick fight? Hearing this name, Matsuda Jinhei suddenly remembered why this voice was familiar. It was the same little girl I met that day, Aoko Nakamori.

Although the word order was a bit confusing due to tension or other relationships, Matsuda Jinhei still understood what she wanted to express.

To put it simply, their school is going to hold a parent meeting today. Kuroba Kuito's father passed away, and his mother is currently living abroad, so the parent-teacher meeting is such that none of Kuroba Kuito's elders can reach.

Although Kuroba Kaito didn't seem to care every time, only his parents didn't show up in the class...

Kuroba's performance was too natural, so Nakamori Aoko was deceived at first. Until this morning, Nakamori Aoko heard gossip among the classmates.

Maybe the words weren't too much, they just told the truth, but it was still too harsh for Nakamori Aoko. In particular, Nakamori Aoko noticed that when the classmates were saying this behind their backs, Kuroba Kuito was standing by the door with his eyes down.

Nakamori Aoko immediately shouted to stop the conversation between them, and chased Kuroba Kaito worriedly.

In the end, Kuroba Kaito still seemed to be indifferent.

"Because, because Kaito used your phone number, Mr. Matsuda to call Dad before... So here is your number..." Nakamori Aoko hid behind the door and whispered: "Kaito likes you very much, and Mr. Matsuda is often mentioned recently. You... so, so I want to ask... are you free today?"

It was very obvious what Nakamori Aoko wanted to do.

Matsuda Jinping looked at the work in front of him and asked over the phone, "When will your parents' meeting start?"

Aoko Nakamori glanced at the classroom: "The parents of half of the classmates are already present... If the parent-teacher meeting is to be held, it will start at 9:30..."

Matsuda Jinping glanced at the time: "...in half an hour?"

Nakamori Aoko probably realized that her request was too sudden, so she reacted, and said nervously and frustratedly: "Sorry! I didn't think about-"

Mr. Matsuda is a policeman, so he must be very busy... Even my father agreed with the police station a week in advance about the time to ask for leave.

Before he finished speaking, Matsuda Jinping laughed: "I'm a little far from Jiang Gutian, but I can get there in about half an hour."

"Hang up first, I'll be there."

Nakamori Aoko's eyes lit up immediately.

After soothing the children, Matsuda Jinping immediately called another phone, and a confused voice came from the other side of the phone, obviously still asleep: [Xiao Jinping...? 】

"You are limited to be at the office within five minutes." Matsuda Jinpei said ruthlessly.

Hagihara Kenji: ? ? ?

Hagihara Kenji suddenly woke up. He sat up from the bed, thinking that there was something urgent, so he hurriedly didn't even fasten his tie, but he didn't expect that after arriving at the office, he was directly pulled by Matsuda Jinping to the colleague who was on the shift. .

"Hagihara and I are transferred to work, and we're leaving today."

No formalities were done, Matsuda Jinpei walked upright and took it for granted, leaving Kenji Hagihara and his colleague Jun, who were confused, to look at each other.

On the other side, at Jianggutian Elementary School, Kuroba Kuito sat alone in his seat, listening to the teacher's speech to the parents on the podium, his expression seemed a bit cold.

Nakamori Aoko was sitting on the other side, looking at the door from time to time, the nervous expression on his face was very obvious, but this small gesture that would definitely be discovered by Kuroba Kaito soon, this time, it did not attract his attention.

Instead, Officer Nakamori, who was sitting beside his daughter, noticed that his daughter's mood was not right. He thought that the child was worried about his bad evaluation in the teacher's mouth, so he touched his daughter's head soothingly and gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, my Qingzi is definitely the best!"

"...Dad!" Nakamori Aoko whispered.

And the teacher on the podium happened to also talk about Aoko Nakamori, praising her for her daily study and helping her classmates, which led to the father-daughter's little actions being directly exposed to the eyes of other parents and children.

And Officer Nakamori has a carefree personality. At this time, he scratched the back of his head and laughed generously. Zhengda Guangming continued to rub his daughter's head: "Because Qingzi himself usually works very hard!"

A bit of envy and loneliness flashed in Kuroba Kuito's eyes, but he still raised a toothy grin at Nakamori Aoko quite graciously.

As a result, at this moment, the sliding door of the classroom was suddenly pulled open, and a man wearing sunglasses who looked quite vicious appeared in front of everyone.

He was wearing a black suit, the white lining was unbuttoned by two buttons, and the black tie of the same color was also a little loose, adding a casual temperament to his stern appearance.

The curly-haired youth swept around the room, and quickly set his gaze on Kuroba Kuito, who stood out by himself.

Kuroba Kaito clearly recognized who this man was, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the direction of the man at the door in disbelief.

"Excuse me, sir, who are you looking for...?" In the teacher's slightly trembling and rather nervous tone, Matsuda Jinping's mouth curled slightly, and his aura was taken away by him.

"I'm looking for Kuroba Kuito." He looked at Kuroba Kuito's position, and his tone rose slightly, with a little smile: "Sorry, I'm late."

Kuroba was stunned.