When the Twilight Police Department walked into the search lesson, they felt that the atmosphere today was a little wrong. Seeing that those uncles exuded a dangerous aura one by one, he decided to give up contact with them.

"That, Sato, you go" Before the Dusk Police Department could finish speaking, the three uncles who suddenly rushed out drove Twilight to the side.

"What are you going to do?" looked at them warily.

"Twilight Police Department, do you want to be on duty?" the three of them stared at Twilight viciously, and one of them said, "If so, don't Miss Miwako, I'll go." ”

"Huh, that's it?" Twilight looked at them strangely. What the hell is going on today?

"Sato, you" "Twilight Police Department, I'll do it." "Sato, you" "Twilight Police Department, leave it to me." ”

"Hey, what's going on today?" the Twilight Police Department didn't say a complete word to Sato all morning. Faced with this strange scene, Sato realized that something was wrong, came to Matsuda, and asked him what he didn't do.

"The ghost knows the way. Matsuda was still bored lying on his desk, glanced at Sato, and then stared at the uncles who had taken a lesson. Obviously, they don't want you and me to work alone.

"It's always weird. Sato fell into deep thought.

"Nothing out of the ordinary. Matsuda comforted her: "What's more, don't be entangled in those trivial matters, the two of us will have time to communicate more and enhance our relationship." ”

"Smack" Sato patted Matsuda's head: "You are a criminal policeman, how can you say such things, what is called trivial, it is a crime." ”

"Yes, I see. Matsuda yawned perfunctorily.

"Sa" Twilight Police Department called Sato again, but after thinking about the unusual atmosphere of today's lesson and the positive attitude of those uncles, he decided to change it to someone else.

"That" When the Twilight Police Department focused on the uncles of a lesson, they suddenly found that they were all busy. Either walking around with a large stack of materials, or several people gathering together to study the archives, and one followed the phone, recording and shouting something.

Well, it's stupid to expect from them. The Twilight Police Department turned around weakly: "Sato, you go to Rice Flower Sancho and make a record of the scene." ”

"Yes. Sato Riso agreed, then knocked on Matsuda's table and said, "Let's go." ”

When Sato walked away, Matsuda said obscenely, "Are you dating?"

"What?" After a brief tidying up, Sato had already walked to the door, and he didn't hear Matsuda's fluttering words clearly: "You hurry up, wait until you get out of the car." After saying that, he opened the door and went out.

"Really" Matsuda looked at the uncles in a smug look, grabbed his shirt, and waved at them, not taking a cloud with him.

Humans are truly adaptable creatures. Matsuda went out, thinking of the eyes of those uncles who were going to eat people, and laughed again, yesterday he was still frightened, but today he can be calm, terrible and terrible.

When Sato was looking for witnesses, Matsuda sat in the front of her car and watched her work. It's really a pretty cute girl.

When Sato finished taking notes, he came back and complained to Matsuda, "Can't you look like a policeman?"

"Well, Tokyo is so safe. Matsuda said casually, still thinking about the police car that had just passed by. On average, there will be a police car passing by the section of the road in two minutes, where will there be any blind thieves.

At this time, the Metropolitan Police Department, the uncles who searched the first lesson, all looked grim, their faces were heavy, and they all had headphones in their ears, and secretly turned on their walkie-talkies and tuned them to a channel that the bosses would not notice. They were doing the same thing at the same time as their colleagues from the Ministry of Security, the Department of General Affairs, and the Ministry of Police.

"Now it's the Ministry of Transportation's inspection, and Yumi will broadcast it to you on the spot. At 10:36 a.m., Officer Matsuda didn't know what Miwako and Miwako said, and Miwako smiled. Then the two of them happily got into the car, Matsuda saw this before getting in the car, we were discovered, and now we are urgently retreating, and the monitoring work will be handed over to the second mobile team of the Ministry of Transportation. ”

Matsuda, who was sitting in Sato's car, saw that the police car in the corner did not follow, and was about to take a breath of relief when another police car appeared in the rearview mirror. Rolling his eyes helplessly, are the Japanese police so ruining the citizens' taxes?

Forget it, ignore them. Matsuda turned on his mobile phone and began to continue to use the means of communication in his memory to send out codes, hoping to contact the original organization, although he no longer had any hope in his heart, but he always hoped to find something familiar to him, in this strange world.

"Girlfriend?" Sato asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Matsuda gave her a puzzled look.

"A text message to your girlfriend?" Sato explained.

"Nope. Matsuda was silent for a moment before replying, "It's sent to the past." A past that can never be replied to. ”

Sato's expression also dimmed, and his expression was not so sassy. The two people who fell silent at the same time gave this small space a strange atmosphere. This uncomfortable aura can make people unconsciously crave a sense of comfort and let their souls find a haven of tranquility.

Could it be him?

Could it be her?

Back in the Metropolitan Police Department, Sato went to the Twilight Police Department to report first. Matsuda threw his blouse on the chair and was about to sit down when he saw Sato's back and paused. Then a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and then there was a "clang" of falling objects from the search lesson.

Sato heard the sound and looked back to see that Matsuda was not lying on his stomach, which was an incredible thing.

Woo woo, at this time, Matsuda was being pressed to the ground by three evil uncles, one against his legs, one against his arms, and one against his mouth, letting him struggle like this.

When Matsuda stopped struggling and began to gasp for air, an uncle whispered, "Boy, we just have something to ask you." Be smart and don't speak louder than me. ”

Matsuda nodded reluctantly, and the uncle who covered his mouth let go of his hand. Matsuda gave him a roll of his eyes: "Didn't you wash your hands after going to the toilet?"

Hmm, the old uncle's face turned red, and then he saw the other two uncles also looking at him with disdain, and suddenly became angry: "I did it on purpose, how about it." Tell me, what did you say before you got in the car at 10:36!"

"Yes, hurry up and answer, why does Miss Sato laugh?" The uncle who held Matsuda's thigh burst into tears, "Miss Sato has never smiled at me." ”

Looking at the tear-stained old face, Matsuda couldn't help but complain: "This, you have to find the reason from yourself." ”

When the uncle was about to pounce on him, he was pushed by the uncle next to him, and then the three uncles crawled over the table.

"Matsuda?" Sato's voice came from here, "What are you doing on the ground?"

"Who knows. Matsuda stood up and moved, then patted the dust off his body: "Maybe my chair is broken." ”

"You didn't fall asleep. Sato's eyes were full of distrust.

"Don't worry about that for now. Matsuda approached Sato and said mysteriously, "I have something to tell you." ”

"What's that?" Sato looked defensive: "I won't agree to borrow money." ”

"Am I that unreliable?" Matsuda pushed Sato to her desk, "if it's important." ”

When he got to Sato's position, Matsuda sat down on the chair and stopped talking.

"Hey, what are you going to say!" Sato knew when he saw Matsuda's virtue that he wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

Do I want to tell you about this kind of thing that I came to take refuge? Matsuda lay on Sato's table and prepared to play dead.

Seeing that Matsuda was such a scoundrel, Sato had no choice, so he pushed him aside with a chair and began to sort out the materials on the table by himself.

Matsuda showed a slit in his eyes and saw the rusty handcuffs on the inside of Sato's shirt, and was watching as he was discovered by Sato.

"Bump" "Where are you looking!" Sato questioned Matsuda, of course, before speaking, the body reacted first, a very normal reaction. One punch knocked out a certain pervert.

Matsuda, who even fell to the ground with a chair, pointed to Sato's chest, saw Sato's face change, and hurriedly spoke: "Handcuffs, handcuffs, I'm looking at your handcuffs." ”

Sato let go of his clenched fist, took out the handcuffs, and said, "This is my father's relic, and now I use it as a talisman." ”

Matsuda rubbed his forehead and sat up in a chair with one hand: "Really? What should I say? If you are stubborn in the memories of the past, you can't look forward? ”

Sato smiled and said, "That's true." ”

"If the past can be forgotten so easily, one day I will be forgotten by you at will. Matsuda stood up, took the handcuffs from Sato's hand, and looked at them carefully: "I wonder what I can leave in your heart?"

When Matsuda handed the handcuffs back to Sato, he whispered in her ear, "Life is valuable because of memories, and memories are colored because of life." How can people who easily forget the past have a future. ”

"Whew!" Matsuda took two steps, then stopped and let out a turbid breath: "Actually, sometimes it's really good to forget the past, especially the past that you don't want to remember anymore." Maybe it's a bit out of place to say that, but if you have forgotten it, what is your father left behind?"

Life is valuable because of memories, and memories are colorful because of life. Matsuda leaned on his desk and snickered, I am really a literary young man in my bones.

PS: Regarding the difficult task of collecting all the beauties, to be honest, I also thought that maybe the detective is the subject with the largest ** reserve. Up to now, more than 600 episodes of the animation have intensified the field version.,Half of it is thrown away at the ratio of one per episode.,Then there are nearly 365.,This kind of real myth of one a day is only afraid that only gods and men can achieve it.,But Matsuda is still not out of the category of human beings after all.,This myth is handed over to future generations.。