The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Qiu Zeyao was stunned for a moment, and could only try his best to write lightly: "I don't want to be transferred for the time being."

What's wrong with the life of the explosion group? The only downside is that the coworkers there are so nice to him.

Uesugi Jin couldn't understand: "But, you don't need to let me hide it all, credit..."

"Anything like that is fine." Qiu Zeyao interrupted, his expression still cold, Uesugi Jin stared at his eyes intertwined with light and dark for a while, "Since you want to thank me, then do as I say. Do. Your injury is very serious. After you wake up, you are no longer in the warehouse. You have an extra USB flash drive in your hand. You didn't wake up halfway, and you didn't see anyone."

Matsuda Jinping reminded: "Remember to let Jingguang handle the monitoring."

Although he remembered that Zhu Fu Jingguang's performance in network security was not very good at that time... I learned it during the undercover period, and even Yi Rong can do it. It's really hard work.

He sighed a few words at will, and returned his attention to the current Qiu Zeyao.

Uesugi: "Eh? No, but..."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of the car." The car was parked on the side of the road, and Matsuda Jinping opened his mouth to drive people away.

So under the boundless night, there was one more person standing alone.

Uesugi watched the vehicle go away, and then walked into the phone booth with bleak steps.

There were only two people left in the car, Qiu Zeyao lowered his eyes to pack the medicine box, the pointer on the instrument panel slowly passed one hundred, Matsuda Jinping smoke had been bitten in his mouth, and his hand to get the cigarette lighter shrank back halfway. .

He finally closed the medicine box and heard the laughter coming from the front, Qiu Zeyao?

Matsuda Jinhei asked him: "He's right, you can really shine better when you go to the police station, or even if you're not interested, haven't you always wanted to search for a lesson, why did this opportunity come? , not only did not catch it, but pushed it away?"

Qiu Zeyao suspected that this guy was teasing him, and the evidence was conclusive.

"You said it yourself, staying with the idiots who searched for a lesson lowers your IQ."

Matsuda Jinhei laughed louder: "So our smear plan was successful?"

Qiu Zeyao didn't want to speak, and when he finally finished laughing, Matsuda Jinping became serious instead, "Although I'm glad you chose us, but go when you can."

He has seen the changes in the white-haired police officer all the time. If the other party can't see anything but the goal at the beginning, draw an insurmountable boundary between himself and others, and let him live his life without indulgence and become a tool man.

With the unremitting efforts of these guys led by Hagihara Kenji, they broke the barrier of Qiu Zeyao, walked in grandly and even built a house to live in. The other party gradually stopped chasing the so-called goal, and gradually had two The appearance of a teenager.

Now, even promotion and transfer, the other party has always refused everything that the other party wants, which is enough to see that these people have a high status in Qiu Zeyao's heart.

That's why Matsuda Jinhei said, "Whether it's a search class or going to the police station, your target is still waiting in the distance, you can't stay here forever as a bomb disposal officer. Let them see your strength. Bar."

Qiu Zeyao was shocked. What the target and the target in the opponent's mouth meant, he has not been able to understand until now. He had already left it behind, but it was brought up by the opponent at this time - so Matsuda Formation What exactly is this guy's goal?

He is the only one on this road, what he has always longed to achieve. Could it be the arrest of the stray fish in the attack that killed his parents in the first place?

He recalled that on the first day of suspension, when Matsuda Jinhei sent him away from the Metropolitan Police Department, the other party's reaction confirmed this guess.

After solving this question, Qiu Ze Yao understood why Matsuda Jinpei said that.

"In that case, why didn't you stop me before?" He was referring to the fact that the other party agreed to keep Uesugi Ren a secret.

"That's too conspicuous. What if those guys from the National Police Agency are eager for talent and force you to be a labor force."

With such a powerful subordinate, one can imagine the level of work assigned to Qiu Zeyao. He already has two friends who are living a precarious life. Life and death are unpredictable, Matsuda Jinping does not want another one, "I Of course, I want you to stay at the Metropolitan Police Department, and a search lesson is more suitable for you to do."

"Ah..." Qiu Zeyao's original plan was like this, but for a while, his emotions overwhelmed his rationality, and he blurted out before he could react.

He likes the atmosphere in the group, and also likes the four seniors and friends. In this strict society, the four people who are seniors, superiors, and subordinates do not have so many rules when they get along. Matsuda Jinping is the inside The one with the highest position is often besieged by the other three, because his mouth is occasionally really bad.

So when it was time to part, Qiu Zeyao felt a reluctance that could not be ignored.

Although this was contrary to his original plan - as a tool person who will be abandoned after at most a year, it is irresponsible to associate with anyone more than a stranger.

But he really can't stop this group of guys who are obsessed with sticking their hot faces to their cold butts. Their bad attitudes will be ignored, the other party will be able to laugh at themselves without saying a word, and he can't do too much...

It must be the welcome meeting that finally led to such a situation. If he had known this, he would have firmly rejected it no matter what.

That's it, he should go to search for a lesson, and the relationship will gradually cool down after staying away.

When they returned to Edgar's place, less than an hour had passed, and the various scenes inside were facing a box of videotapes, one by one on the VCR.

These things are considered antiques for today's young people.

The two entered the door one after the other, Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped what he was doing, looked up and said, "Here is a recording of the process of his abusing and murdering a crime, a case is a case, and the name is written on the casing with an oil-based pen. , as evidence is enough."

There were about a hundred cassettes in the box.

Edgar is no longer in his original position. At this moment, he is lying unconscious on the floor, with his upper body naked and cold. But no one wanted to cover him with something.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took off his gloves, "This guy wanted to run away before, so I let him be quiet for a while."

Qiu Zeyao glanced at the obvious bruises on the back of the opponent's neck and the awkward posture on the ground, and it was not difficult to judge the fact that Zhu Fu Jingguang was angry.

"Zhu Fujun, ride my car back first."

They are going to call the police, and the other party is not suitable to stay here.

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded with a sullen face, and when he turned around, the hem of his trench coat was raised high... he was really angry.

Qiu Ze Yao watched him leave, and when the dull roar of the motorcycle started, Matsuda Jinping called Mu Mu Shisan.

The latter was very tired, and had just bought a can of coffee from the vending machine when he answered the phone.

"Hey, Matsuda-kun..." He yawned, "What's the matter so late?"

"The murderer of the torture case has been found. Come and take him away."

Mu Mu Shisan suddenly shuddered and completely woke up.

Of course, he wanted to solve the case, but the attitude above has always been dominated by dragging words. Mu Mu Shisan tried his best to do what he could, and also received clues provided by witnesses.

But he still had no clue. He tossed and turned all night, and was called by an alarm phone just after falling asleep. He arrived in a hurry. The tragic scene at the scene made several police officers explain on the spot at dinner.

Mu Mu Shisan was even more angry to the sky, and his anger towards this prisoner reached a new height.

He took his subordinates to deal with the scene, took photos, collected evidence, and drove away the media that had heard rumors. He was relieved until now. He was thinking about how to find the culprit. As a result, Matsuda Jinping called and said that the murderer had been found.

"Really?" The middle-aged police officer straightened his waist suddenly, "Where is the murderer!"

Matsuda Jinping reported the address, and Mu Mu Shisan immediately called the person and the car to rush over.

After the initial excitement subsided, he remembered one thing: "Matsuda-kun, is Qiu Ze-kun with you too?"

He remembered that the witness said on the phone earlier that it was the guy with curly and white hair. It seems that the two of them went to investigate the case together.

Such a good person, why is he not searching for a lesson? he thought regretfully.

Matsuda Jinping: "Yes, the murderer was found by that guy."

"That's it, thank you for your hard work!"

"No, I didn't do anything." It was Qiu Zeyao who should be working hard. Matsuda Jinping couldn't help yawning, feeling sleepy, "I'm just a driver."

Isn't that right, drive for Zhu Fu Jingguang, then drive for Qiu Zeyao, and drive back when there is no accident.

He pouted, but couldn't help but twitch again.

"You've finally learned to be humble, Matsuda-kun." Mu Mu Shisan obviously didn't believe it, and said with relief, "But humility should still be moderate, and it's not good to use too much force."

Matsuda Jinhei:…

"As you like..."

Compared with the last meeting, Mu Mu Shisan's subordinates had one more newcomer. The female police officer, who had just taken office, still had lingering fears about the previous scene. When she heard that the murderer had been caught, her eyes suddenly burst into flames: "That kind of **** will definitely be sentenced to death!"

Shiratori Ren Saburo's face was also a little pale, but he still maintained your noble son's bearing, and heard the words: "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Why? Killing a family of three scumbags, and sentenced to death is cheap for him."

The co-pilot's Mu Shisan looked back at the two young police officers and sighed: "Sato-kun, Shiratori-kun is right, this country takes the death penalty very seriously."

Shiratori Ren Saburo: "Have you heard of Asahara Shoko?"?

"Is that the leader? I remember that a series of attacks he planned resulted in a total of about 29 deaths and 6,500 injuries. Among them, the 1995 Tokyo subway gas attack was recognized as the biggest vicious public incident in Japan's Heisei era." Date Channel. ?

"Yes, but such a guy was arrested in 1995, but he was not executed until 23 years later." Shiratori Ren Saburo said. ?

Sato Miwako opened her mouth in astonishment: "What about the murderer this time? How will he be sentenced?"

Shiratori Ren Saburo said: "Let's get a life sentence. If you behave well, the possibility of parole for decades is still very high."

"Why..." This obviously did not meet Sato Miwako's expectations.

This made her feel like she was being poured into a basin of cold water, and her mood was greatly reduced.

They finally stopped in front of a house.

The window let out light from the inside, and Mikazu Sato saw a figure standing by the window, and disappeared after they got out of the car.

"Oh, it's so slow." The door of the house opened from the inside, and the curly-haired police officer pulled down the sunglasses on top of his head to cover his sleepy eyes, but the sleepiness in his voice was undisguised. He said hello to Date Hang behind him, turned sideways out of the way, and signaled, "Come in."

Mu Mu Shisan took the lead and saw the white-haired police officer squatting in the living room at a glance. The other party turned his back to them and seemed to be observing something intently.

"Qiuzawa-kun?"

Qiu Zeyao turned his head, and Mu Mu Shisan who approached also saw what was in front of him. It was a person, lying there with his upper body naked.

Mu Mu couldn't understand the scene in front of him for a while: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Zeyao clicked his tongue and stood up, "I'm waiting for him to wake up."

"Uh, why?"

"Because Officer Matsuda won't allow me to beat an unconscious prisoner."

"Hey hey..." Matsuda Jinping shrugged, "I didn't say you could beat up a awake prisoner, don't slander me."

Twilight Thirteen:  …

"Cough, does that mean this guy is a criminal?"

"Yes, in the box next to him are criminal evidence and tools for committing crimes. You can take them back together. Qiu Ze and I have searched the house, and that's all that is valuable."

Mu Mu Shisan nodded. He had dealt with Matsuda Jinping several times, and he had a high degree of trust in this young man. He turned his head to give an order to his subordinates, and found that the calm and steady Shiratori Ren Saburo was next to Qiu Zeyao. , with an expectant smile.

"Officer Qiu Ze, I haven't made an appointment before, do you have time recently?"

Mu Mu Thirteen: "Cough!"

Shiratori Ren Saburo looked at him, and his smile immediately changed to his usual calm.

"Take the prisoners and things away. It's getting late, everyone hurry up."

A group of police officers: "Yes!"

"Then let's go, bye, Officer Mumu. See you next time, squad leader." Matsuda Jinping pulled Qiu Ze Yao, said hello, and then slipped away.

Shiratori Ren Saburo's eyes were slightly sad - he just wanted to have a meal with Officer Qiuzawa.

It's been half a year since this small goal, and it still hasn't been achieved.

It was the first time Mikazu Sato saw him like this, and she felt a little strange: "Which department are those two police officers from?"

"The Security Department, from the explosion department."

"Eh?" She opened her eyes wide. "These two people solved the case this time. With such abilities, why don't you come to search for a lesson?"

"I also want to know." Shiratori Ren Saburo said, "If Officer Qiuzawa came to search for a lesson, how could I not have an appointment with him for so long!"

Sato Miwako:  …

"Oh…"

Edgar was taken back to the Metropolitan Police Department and temporarily locked in the interrogation room. Before anyone woke up, after the search, everyone gathered together and began to check the videotapes.

That night, the sound of scolding and vomiting rang out in the office until dawn.

Sato Miwako asked Shiratori Ren Saburo: "Can he be sentenced to death like this?"

Shiratori Ren Saburo: "Absolutely."

But it is uncertain when it will be implemented.

During the interrogation, Edgar said Qiu Zeyao in one of his ten sentences. Regarding his Qiu Zeyao villain theory, everyone quarreled with him at first, but then simply ignored it.

This guy swears at the top, and after reluctantly answering a few words, he will greet Qiu Zeyao's family. The police officer who made the transcript for him changed three, and finally finished.

The court finally sentenced him to the death penalty. This guy was driven to a desperate situation. When the media interviewed in the next court, he scolded the Metropolitan Police Department for finishing. People like Qiu Zeyao can be a policeman, and that curly hair...

As for the undercover incident, Qiu Zeyao and Matsuda Jinping agreed to answer that they were not there at the time, there were broken tapes and bloodstains, but the people had been rescued.

In this way, in the second week after the case was solved, after Qiu Zeyao made a small splash on the Internet, he and Matsuda Jinping were transferred to a search class together.

Qiuzawa Yao?

Forget it, hasn't Matsuda Jinping never had this intention?

Matsuda Jinping replied: "I'll make myself aggrieved to raise the average IQ so that you don't become too stupid."

Akizawa:…

At this time, Kenji Hagihara told him thoroughly: "Xiao Zhenping wants to be with you. There is no one he knows over there, so he doesn't trust you."

(Ren Saburo Shiratori: Hello?)

Matsuda Jinping looked at Faxiao dissatisfiedly: "Hey, you should speak in a lower voice!"

Hagihara Kenji said with a smile: "Occasionally, you should be more sincere, and being too arrogant is not cute, Xiao Zhenping."

"Ao, tsk." Matsuda Jinping refused to say that word, "In short, that's it, hurry up and pack up."

So Hagihara Kenji became the new squad leader.

But that's all a week later.

Time to go back to the second day of solving the case.

Before dawn, Mr. A was pulled from the warm bed by Amuro, changed his clothes and went out for a ten-kilometer run in front of the sun in the morning, then sprinted home at a high speed, and after a quick shower, he watched Amuro make breakfast.

Dinner was on time at seven, and he went out at eight. Amuro drove him to the school gate, and it was less than half past eight.

In high school, classes start at nine o'clock. If there is no morning arrangement for the clubs that have not joined, most of the students will enter the school after 8:30, so he is the first person to go to the bottom of the classroom.

Outside the window, Mr. A has been staring at the dazed cherry tree that has lush green leaves, and the birds land on it, making a pleasant chirping.

Speaking of...he just witnessed Sakamoto building a luxury villa for Mr. Tits yesterday.

Thinking back to the picture of Sakamoto-kun and Mr. Tits communicating without difficulty, even the current A-kun is a little speechless.

The number of people in the classroom gradually increased. Sakamoto came in during the class time as usual, and the head teacher on the podium was already used to his manners.

Teacher Takeuchi put his hands on the podium and looked at all the students below who were listening with satisfaction. It was hard to imagine that such a big change had taken place in just two months. This is all thanks to Sakamoto-san.

"Students, I am very happy to see that everyone's enthusiasm for learning has grown since the beginning of the semester, and each student's grades have also made great progress through unremitting efforts. But the slack in the past cannot be remedied overnight."

She paused and continued, "This is the last year of everyone's high school studies. In order to allow everyone to get good grades in the exam, at the suggestion of Sakamoto classmates, we..."

One-on-one help?

The corners of A-jun's mouth twitched. When he heard Sakamoto's name just now, he felt bad, and now it really is—

Takeuchi-sensei: "Sakamoto-san should be in charge of the newly transferred Fujita-san."

Hearing the words, Sakamoto stood up, bowed gracefully and gave a gentleman's salute: "I will live up to my trust."

Mr. A: …

Between classes, Sakamoto asked, "Are you free on weekends?"

That is tomorrow and the day after.

Mr. A has already accepted his fate, and he rolled his eyes: "Is it okay the day after tomorrow?"

Sakamoto nodded: "No problem."

"Then I will trouble Sakamoto-san."

After school, Amuro came to pick him up, and it's been like this these days.

Mr. A threw his schoolbag into the back seat, opened the co-pilot and sat in, Amuro looked at his expression.

"Are you tired of class today?"

"The schoolwork is alright..." He looked helpless, "It was the head teacher who divided the group into one-on-one help, and came to help me with my studies on weekends."

"Eh? Takeuchi-sensei is really a responsible head teacher."

"Is that all you have in mind?"

"Well, it's just a classmate who is a guest at home, there's nothing to worry about." Amuro smiled relaxedly, "I'll take care of the hospitality, so it's just fine for Mr. A to concentrate on his studies."

"It's not this, it's..." Mr. A didn't know how to describe Sakamoto to him, and the organizational language failed, so he could only say in general, "That classmate, Sakamoto, he is a very strange person."

"What do you mean by peculiar?" The word came out of Mr. A's mouth, and Toru Amuro blinked in confusion.

Mr. A, who almost blurted out to force the king: "You will know when the time comes."

"Is this setting up suspense?"

"No, it's just simply indescribable."

On Sunday, after having breakfast after the morning exercise as usual, Amuro took A-kun to the station to pick up Sakamoto, who was helping him with his studies.

They waited at the station for a while, and soon Sakamoto came out with the crowd.

It was obviously the morning rush hour crowded into canned sardines, but Sakamoto miraculously maintained a small gap around his body, which made him look unrestrained and unrestrained, not like the embarrassment of others.

Amuro Toru saw him quickly reaching out to support a lady who was almost stunned, nodding gracefully and separating from the crowd, the lady blushing.

Toru Amuro: "That's Sakamoto-san?"

He didn't understand what the most conspicuous one said by Mr. A before, but at this moment he felt it was very appropriate.

A-kun nodded solemnly, then raised a smile and stepped forward to greet Sakamoto.

On the way back, A-kun and Sakamoto sat in the back seat of Mazda together.

Toru Amuro asked politely, "Have you not asked Sakamoto-kun's name yet?"

Sakamoto: "In the next Sakamoto-"

A harsh whistle pierced through the eardrum from behind, drowning out several syllables.

Toru Amuro: "I'm sorry, can you say it again?"

Sakamoto: "Under Sakamoto■■, full name Sakamoto■■."

There was no sudden whistle this time, but Toru Amuro did not hear the part behind Sakamoto. He was silent for a moment, looked at Mr. A in the rear-view mirror, and decided to give up the investigation.

"I'm Toru Amuro, Yang Xi's brother."

He said some polite words of thanks.

Sakamoto nodded calmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro."

He already knew this from Takeuchi-sensei.