Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself

In the end, Hagihara Kenji still didn't ask why.

As a police officer, there are no holidays on holidays, they are on rotation, and it is necessary to ensure that the police station has enough police force every day. So with the new year just around the corner, there's a moan in the office.

They are not very willing to go to work on this day of the Chinese New Year, and those who can ask for leave and change classes are ready early.

Although they look very different, as new police officers, the kind-hearted police officers Takahashi still relax Tian Jinhei and Hagihara Kenji on January 1st of the new year, just to take a break and go home.

Generally speaking, even if the nominal rest day is only one day, they will choose to take a leave around the time to make up the holiday.

Matsuda Jinpei and Hagihara Kenji had just moved in, so they didn't have much luggage, and they had clothes at home, so they traveled lightly and didn't bring anything with them.

The two families are very close, and no matter what they do, they are together, so they even make an appointment for the New Year's shrine.

"My sister won't come back this year. She said that she took a break last time during the New Year's Eve, so this time it will be left to her children." Hagihara Kenji pouted, "I haven't seen each other for so long, I thought I could talk this time. "

"Sister control." Matsuda Jinping said the word in a straight tone.

Hagihara Kenji immediately retorted: "I'm just complaining normally! It's not that level yet! It's obviously Xiaojinping, you don't have any siblings, so you can't understand my feelings!"

"I understand, so Xiao Zhenping, you are jealous of me, right?"

"Who envy you?" Matsuda Jinping rolled his eyes, but he was blocked by his sunglasses, so Hagihara Kenji couldn't see it at all.

Hagihara Kenji tutted: "Do you like the sunglasses I gave you so much? It seems that you haven't taken them off since you bought them."

"Just used to it." Matsuda Jinhei muttered, and when Hagihara Kenji came over, he added an explanation: "We are bomb disposal police."

Hagihara Kenji tilted his head: "So?"

"Prisoners don't put bombs on the bright side, often in dark places, and flashlights reveal their position—"

Hagihara Kenji raised his eyebrows.

Matsuda Jinping continued: "So I wear sunglasses just to be more accustomed to the dark, to adapt to the environment in an emergency, and to better defuse bombs."

Hagihara Kenji nodded thoughtfully: "So it's a ghost!"

Hagihara Kenji laughed and said, "If I hadn't known about you, I might have been fooled. It's obviously Kojipei, do you think it's so handsome?"

Matsuda Jinhei chuckled.

The two noisily separated at the corner, Matsuda Jinping looked at the familiar door and found that it was unlocked, so he pushed open the door directly.

"I'm back." Unexpectedly, there was no response. Matsuda Jinping lazily returned to his room. He thought he would see dust everywhere, but he didn't expect it to be no different from before he left.

Since graduating from the police academy, Matsuda Jinping didn't go home often, and most of the daily necessities were in the police dormitory. I only go home occasionally on days off, so the decor in the room hasn't changed much since the beginning of the year.

So it is the same as the previous life, there is no difference.

Matsuda Jinping glanced at the room, looking at the neatly arranged screws, and the books on the bookshelf—well, the tops of the books and in the crevices are still a little gray, but there are a few books that are not on them, it seems that there must be someone from time to time Take it out and turn it over.

The curly-haired police officer walked over and took out the one that was not gray, with a dazed expression.

It was a photo album with pictures of him graduating from college when he was a child.

"Hey." Matsuda Jinping looked at the kid in the photo with his mouth pouting and baby fat, and muttered, "Why did I look so stupid before."

If you show this album to the group of people in the live broadcast room, maybe your willingness will increase a lot.

However, feeling a little humiliated, Matsuda Jinping decided to wait until someday to rush to use his willpower.

Before putting the album back, a photo fell out of the album, Matsuda Jinping picked it up and took a look. It was a group photo of the five of them when they graduated, one for each. At that time, Matsuda Jinping had no place to put it, so he just sandwiched it inside.

When I contacted the monitor of Date before, Date Air also said that he accidentally broke his mobile phone, and now he has replaced it with a new one. This way of eliminating traces is very public security.

But whether it was the police or not, it was a real accident. Matsuda Jin swept the room, thought for a moment, took out the screwdriver and looked at the location of the TV.

Matsuda Shotaro, who heard a ping-pong-pong sound next door in his own room, endured a drunken headache and opened the door, only to see a mess in the room.

The TV was disassembled and disassembled cleanly.

"...What are you doing." Matsuda Shotaro said vaguely.

"Oh, the TV is broken, I'll fix it." Matsuda Jin didn't lift his head, but just before Matsuda Jotaro left, he said in a plain tone: "Tomorrow I have an appointment with Hagi to go to worship together, and I will have breakfast. Put it in the microwave and you'll heat it up when you wake up."

"I'll settle it outside at noon, and I'll come back to cook dinner, so can I trouble you to go to the mall to buy some food? Dad."

Matsuda Jotaro was silent for a while, staring at his son who looked down and seemed to be a little different from the past. Those drunken and misty eyes seemed to be clear at this moment.

In the past, Matsuda Shotaro was quite a well-known professional boxer, and because of this, he couldn't bear the blow of public opinion. The police explained that there was no trace of the mistaken arrest in the news, but the news of the arrest of Matsuda Jotaro can still be found to this day.

Matsuda Jotaro snorted, but did not refuse. Matsuda Jinping's voice also brought a smile, and said: "Speaking of having extra cloth at home? If I don't usually stop, I don't need to clean it if I cover it with a cloth."

"What cloth? You are not dead." Matsuda Jotaro left the door with heavy steps: "I can't even do such a small thing!"

"Are you angry again?" Matsuda Jinping pouted and muttered, "Strange persistence."

Matsuda Jinping has a very good relationship with his father. His boxing was instructed by his father. Before that incident, Matsuda Jinping was most looking forward to his father teaching him boxing. At that time, Matsuda Shotaro's eyes were full of light, and he had expectations for the future.

Matsuda Jinhei still remembers when his father made him sit on his shoulders, talking about how he would be after he won the title battle.

His longing for Matsuda Jotaro is no less than Kuroba Kuito's affection for Kuroba Rouichi.

However, after Matsuda Shotaro was drinking heavily, this expectation was dashed.

Matsuda Jinhei tightened the screws, looked at the TV that was put back in place in front of him, turned it on again with the remote control, and nodded in satisfaction.

The photos are hidden in the TV, as long as his dad doesn't sell the TV, then—

Speaking of which, in a previous life, did this TV still exist? Matsuda Jinpei hesitated for a moment, and then found that he couldn't remember at all.

Abruptly, he told Matsuda Shotaro not to sell TVs, but instead highlighted the special features of TVs. Matsuda Jinping did not hesitate for too long, and happily disassembled the TV again.

"...So Xiaojinping, you are simply itchy hands." Hagihara Kenji said leisurely at the door.

There is no place for him to rest on the floor of the room now, it is full of messy electrical appliances.

Matsuda Jinping was a little surprised: "When did you come here?"

"I've called you several times!" Hagihara Kenji complained, holding up the bento box and a gift box of snacks in his hand: "My mother asked me to bring it to you and my uncle."

Matsuda Jinping: "Thank you for helping me and auntie."

Hagihara Kenji suggested: "If you really want to hide the photos, just put them in the photo album, just put the two on top of each other. If you're worried about the thickness, just make them thinner. It's very simple."

"...So how long did you watch it?" Matsuda Jinping said, "Are you so boring?"

Hagihara Kenji: "You call it a slap in the face! You are obviously bored!"

Hagihara Kenji moved the large electrical appliance to the side, and also picked up a screwdriver: "Anyway, I have to go out tomorrow, and I will help you set it back together."

After someone helped, the progress was obviously much faster, right...

"These extra parts...?" Hagihara Kenji blinked.

Matsuda Jinping threw the pot decisively: "You installed the microwave just now. This is obviously a part of the microwave."

"No! This looks like a TV! Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Zhenping!"

The two quarreled for a long time without an answer, and finally Matsuda Jinping said: "Let him go, it's fine if it can be used anyway."

Hagihara Kenji was persuaded: "It's just one or two screws missing. It shouldn't be a big deal."

At about noon the next day, Matsuda Jotaro still remembered what his son said the day before. Rarely did not go to drink, but came to the kitchen.

The breakfast in the microwave was already cold, so Matsuda Shotaro plugged in the microwave and turned it on.

However, when it was working, Matsuda Jotaro heard the sound and felt that something was not right. In doubt, he watched the turntable inside the microwave oven turn faster and faster, and then the next second—

"boom—!"

Matsuda Shotaro's pupils trembled, and he shouted sharply, "Matsuda Jinping!!"

"Ah!" Matsuda Jinping sneezed violently, he rubbed his nose, and put his hands in his pockets again. They are lining up for worship.

Hagihara Ken turned his face sideways: "Have you caught a cold?"

Matsuda Jinping: "No, it's a little itchy nose."

Hagihara Kenji laughed: "This winter is much colder than last year, so be careful to keep warm."

"I know, I know. Don't imitate your mother's words." Matsuda Jinping said.

And this time, it was their turn to line up.

The process of visiting the shrine is very simple. After putting in the money, ring the bell, bow and clap, and put your hands together to make a wish.

Because it is simple, it ends quickly.

Hagihara Kenji opened his eyes and said with a smile, "What wish did you make?"

"It doesn't work if you say it." Matsuda Jinping replied.

Hagihara Kenji was a little surprised: "When did you believe this?"

"Well~ Anyway, please continue to take care of me in the new year." Hagihara Kenji hooked Matsuda Jinhei's shoulder: "Happy New Year~ Xiao Jinhei."

"Happy New Year."

[In the coming year, I hope this **** next to me remembers to wear explosion-proof suits, and the other guys don’t have any accidents. 】

"Oh! It's good luck, Xiao Zhenping!"

Matsuda Jinping smiled softly: "Happy New Year."

"Huh? Didn't you say it once?" Hagihara Kenji was a little puzzled.

Matsuda Jinping said happily: "I didn't tell you this time."

"Eh?!"