Coming to the Metropolitan Police Department early in the morning, Matsuda sat down with his chin on his chin and recalled yesterday's events. Well, it's really impeccable name reasoning, anyway, the police department shouldn't have found out about the fact that I left early yesterday.

Yes, Matsuda came out of the museum yesterday and slipped home without anyone noticing. But I don't know if it was the guilt of leaving early, or some other reason, Matsuda actually lost sleep last night. I had to feel that the Metropolitan Police Department came to catch up early in the morning.

Aha~~ Matsuda yawned and wanted to lie down when he suddenly thought. No, no, there's one more thing that hasn't been dealt with. As he spoke, he brought the large stack of materials on the table to him, and there was something wrong here yesterday that shouldn't have appeared, which was very problematic.

Originally, he deliberately put it on it in order to block the sight of the Twilight Police Department.,But yesterday there was an extra photo album.,In order not to happen something similar.,Matsuda decided to thoroughly investigate.。

There are so many messy things, Movie Weekly, Entertainment Weekly, is this? There is such a restrictive thing? Matsuda took the Kamen Superman brochure in his hand and was speechless for a long time.

"Oh, Matsuda, it's rare to come so early. Twilight walked into a lesson and was surprised to see that Matsuda's seat was not vacant.

"Huh? I'm on my ninth day at work, so it's okay not to discourage a newcomer from doing so. Matsuda said as he lay on the table.

Twilight shook her head, she couldn't equate today's Matsuda with yesterday's reasoning. Thinking of yesterday's case, Twilight suddenly said, "By the way, Matsuda, yesterday's case, the suspect wants to see you again." ”

"Really?" Matsuda rubbed his eyes, "The police still have the responsibility to accompany customers?"

Twilight resisted the urge to rush up and step on her feet, and said, "You better go and finish the transcript by the way." I'll let Takagi help you. After speaking, he shouted to Takagi, "Takagi come here." ”

"Takagi is still a newcomer, Matsuda needs to take care of him more. After introducing Takagi to Matsuda, Twilight went back to his desk.

"Takagi?" Matsuda asked, "How long have you been here for a lesson?"

"Yes. Takagi first saluted carefully, and then said, "I graduated from the police academy a year ago and was transferred to the search class. ”

"That's right. Matsuda thought about it for a moment and said, "I've only been in the first class for less than ten days, and I'll leave the matter of the transcript to you, Takagi-kun." ”

When he arrived at the interrogation room, Matsuda sat in the corner and studied his palm prints, while Takagi recorded Ochiai's crime in detail.

At the end of the last episode, Ochiai suddenly said, "This Officer Takagi, I don't need to record the following words, I want to talk to that Officer Matsuda." ”

"This," Takagi scratched his head in embarrassment.

Matsuda reached out and closed Takagi's notebook, then said, "It's okay now, what are you going to talk about?"

"People who are stained with blood are destined to live in hell. Ochiai said lonely, "I'm beginning to be able to understand the officer's words." ”

"Oh?" Matsuda put away his lazy expression, "Are you going to repent?" ”

"No, I just wanted to talk about how I'm feeling right now. "I thought about a lot of things last night, but when I think about what the future holds for my childlike works at the museum, I regret it. Actually, I was the one who gave up on them. ”

"Aha? You only feel guilty about those things all night? You're great. Matsuda couldn't help but be sarcastic.

"As the police officer said, Mr. Manaka is not destroying art, but my life. Ochiai did not comment on Matsuda's sarcasm, saying, "I killed Mr. Manaka as the curator, not as an artist who pursues art, and I am also not qualified to represent them." Killing others with my own selfish desires and still hanging the banner of art may be the reason why Officer Matsuda is angry with me. ”

"I'm not angry. Matsuda has a hard mouth.

"I had a dream last night. Ochiai heard Matsuda's words and smiled: "I dreamed of a bloodied knight waving a weapon chasing after me, maybe I'm the demon who deserves to be punished." ”

"Bloodied knight, it can't be me. Matsuda diverted the subject, not wanting to listen to something so heavy.

"Of course not. Ochiai said, "It's me, it's the guilt in my heart that is chasing me." ”

When Ochiai was taken away, he said to Matsuda, "It's painful, but I'm happy to meet someone like Officer Matsuda." If you meet Kuwata, please convey my apologies to him. ”

"Dao Lu apologizes for this kind of thing, you have to do it yourself. Matsuda said, "There is no god in this world who will be forgiven if he makes a mistake and worships him. You can only make up for your own mistakes. ”

"Self-redemption?" Ochiai left only one sentence after the most reluctant.

"Director Ochiai has chosen a difficult and painful path. Matsuda walked to the door of the interrogation room, watched Ochiai's back disappear, leaned against the door, tilted his head and closed his eyes. If there really is a heavenly punishment, then when will it befall him, a person who has sinned more than Ochiai before?

"That" Takagi, who felt that he was suppressed and was about to breathe, spoke.

"Takagi. Matsuda still maintained that position and did not open his eyes: "What do you say is the duty of the police?"

"Yes" Takagi hesitated, and suddenly felt that this was a difficult proposition to answer.

"Hehe, you don't have to think about these boring questions with me, a boring person. Matsuda chuckled and patted Takagi on the shoulder: "I'll leave the matter of the inspection to you." ”

Looking at Matsuda's distant back, Takagi thought to himself: Officer Matsuda, maybe he is a great person.

Sitting in his place, Matsuda boredly looked through the publications that were privately sandwiched in his own materials, and threw away one after two glances. It's so boring, there haven't been any good movies and refreshing lace news lately.

The last thing is to take out yesterday's photo album and savor it carefully. When I was pleasing to the eye, I heard a cold "pervert".

Matsuda looked up and saw that it was Attorney Kujo, and Takagi was standing behind her, holding the information, which should be about Ochiai.

"Takagi, what happened to Prosecutor Kujo? Beware of people accusing you. Matsuda noticed that Yijiao's eyes were focused here, and he immediately led to trouble: "Tsk, Brother Takagi, Madonna is not a character you can provoke." ”

"How could it be me. Takagi smiled in embarrassment.

"Pervert, aren't you in charge of this case?" Prosecutor Kujo looked at Matsuda in a cold tone.

"Huh?" Matsuda looked left and right, then pointed to his nose, "I, my name is Matsuda Jinpei, you can call me Officer Matsuda, but don't just label me with a false title." ”

"Aren't you? Nine sharp rhetorical questions.

"Whew. Matsuda said, "How can such a title that is easy to make people reverie and cause misunderstanding be applied to an upright and noble person like me." Without waiting for Kujo to say anything, Matsuda got up and walked out.

Once in the hallway, Matsuda lit himself a cigarette and said, "Damn guy." Glancing into the room: "But the Kujo prosecutor in the pants is a bit heroic, and it will make those uncles want to commit suicide in shame." ”

"Hee-hee. Yumi suddenly popped up again: "Pervert, do you only pay attention to this kind of thing?"

"Hey, don't be spooky all of a sudden, okay. Matsuda said helplessly: "Doesn't the Ministry of Communications have nothing to do all day long? Also, don't call me a pervert." ”

"I just came back. Yumi scholar Kujo's tone: "Aren't you? Then he giggled, "I'm curious what you saw under your skirt that day, and let our Miss Madonna wear trousers today." ”

"Yumi. Matsuda Masasei said, "Can you not look at me with such evil eyes, this excellent, kind, honest and pure police officer." I officially announced that I didn't see anything that day. ”

"What?" Yumi said in amazement, "It turns out that the hobby of the prosecutor of Kujo is not to wear it, wow, big news, big news." ”

"Poof!!" Matsuda was so shocked by Yumi's words that he wanted to vomit blood. Even if this is a distorted fact, but after Yumi's loudspeaker, I'm afraid that everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department will know about it at noon. Adjusting his state, Matsuda stared at Yumi viciously, constantly improving his momentum, and decided to crush Yumi from the two-dimensional spiritual world, so that she would not spread that kind of ethereal thing.

After being stared at by Matsuda for a long time, Yumi squinted her eyes and tilted her head: "I'm very kawaii." ”

"Okay. Matsuda rolled up his sleeves angrily, then folded his hands together, lowered his proud head, and said in an extremely humble tone: "Sister Yumi, how can I make you forget what you just said." ”

"Well, that's good. Yumi happily thought about it: "Then let's have karaoke and supper tonight." I'll call Sato, thank me. ”

"Understood. Matsuda agreed.

"Matsuda-kun. Yumi looked at him pitifully: "If I think about it again in the future, will you still be so generous?"

Matsuda lifted Yumi into the corner, then propped his right hand against the wall, and his whole body was about to stick to Yumi.

Yumi was oppressed by Matsuda like this, and suddenly messed up, her face was flushed, she felt weak, and said in a soft voice: "I hate it, be careful that I will scream." As soon as these words came out, Yumi's face turned even redder.

Hearing this ambiguous words, Matsuda felt that his brain was not working, and blurted out: "Call it, call it, it's useless to cut your throat!"

"Matsuda?" Matsuda's voice had just fallen, and he heard a calm voice behind him, which immediately sent a chill down his spine, and the cold hairs on his entire back stood up.

"Sato, Sato?" Matsuda turned around stiffly, just in time to see Sato snort coldly and walk away in style.

"Ahh~~~~~~h ”

After Matsuda also ran away, Yumi also recovered, and then stomped her feet in hatred.

Bastard! It's rare for this bastard to expect anything from you

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