Seven o'clock in the morning, the Metropolitan Police Department Police Academy.

After a long night of fighting, the sun finally swept away the darkness and haze of the night, and the sky faded from red to gold, and gradually transitioned to clear and translucent blue.

The city is so clean and immaculate – any citizen who is bathed in the sun at this moment should stop and be amazed.

The morning training call of the Metropolitan Police Department Police Academy sounded as usual, and a group of high-spirited men and women stood in a line on the playground - it will not be long before they will enter the various departments and departments of the police as a new force, take over the burden from the hands of their predecessors, and continue to protect the justice and future of the country with a sense of honor and mission.

Sunlight bypassed the playground of the police academy and crept up the branches in front of the dormitory window, spilling a little fragmented shadow on Toru Asada's bedside.

The brown-haired young man on the bed was wearing a loose black nightgown with a big red heart printed on it, which was the most popular style for home leisure at the moment, and his half-short hair, which was usually clean and fresh, was arbitrarily propped up, and it could be seen that they had fought with the pillow all night, and there was a scar looming on the corner of their forehead under the cover of broken hair.

The brown-haired young man frowned at the sun, rolled over half-asleep, and buried his face in the pillow in an attempt to block out all light and noise from the outside world

- The bed is warm, the quilt is soft, and the pillow is his forever faithful and trustworthy sleeping partner.

Then he pretended to be dead and failed to be grabbed by the back of his fate at the same time by his own Miyoshi.

- Toru Asada, male, 22 years old this year, 29 years old after 7 years, and 29 years old after 7 years and 36,501 days. A graduate of Toto University majoring in criminal psychology, he has just spent two months of his student life at the police academy.

Originally, the family was happy and happy, both parents were well-known figures in the legal field, and even in a group of police and lawyers, they belonged to the moral model of the three views and the root of the seedlings, and they had never come into contact with a certain liquor factory in any direct or indirect way in their lives.

However, when Toru Asada was 6 years old, his neighbor's house caught fire, and his parents were unfortunately killed, and he was admitted to the StartPoint Welfare Home until he was adopted by a well-wisher at the age of 7.

Speaking of StartPoint Welfare Institute, it can be said that it is hidden in the city, in just a few years, there are many talents, there have been many ordinary Fan Long Aotian, simple Mary Sue, ordinary onion essence and other well-known residents, the success rate is 100 times that of Haidian O Zhuang and Heng O Middle School

- It is rumored in the city that as long as you join the orphanage, it is almost equivalent to winning at the starting line of life.

The only thing to be thankful for is that no parent will squeeze their head to send their child in.

According to incomplete statistics, 68.47% of the family has memories of past lives, 74.32% have awakened the system, and 63.68% have special functions that can be caught and dissected

- Of course, the above data is the result of the statistics when Asada turned over in bed, and the reliability is somewhat questionable.

Among them, there are some tax evaders, short dandruff doctors, money sex lovers, real wine undercover suction devices, and Japanese public security officers who are blind and disabled...... Even a man surnamed Jiang, whose author was lazier than the protagonist, got more than a thousand dragon slaying knives at the beginning.

But none of this had much to do with Toru Asada - he had never had any memories in the past 22 years that didn't belong in this life, and he didn't have anything in his head that claimed to be systematic, from dawn to dark.

Even waiting for the finale of this article may not necessarily be easy to learn.

The biggest headache recently stems from a "date" two days ago, and the biggest worry in the future is nothing more than how to fight when the friends fight, which is also harmless.

In short, Toru Asada, officially recognized as a mediocre Muggle, is thriving in the sunshine of materialism in the world of Kexue.

According to Muggles themselves, they are working hard to become a good criminal policeman, and their greatest wish is to enter the search class and reach the pinnacle of life.

However, just like Tang Seng had to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties before learning the scriptures, Ultraman always had to encounter so many little monsters before fighting the boss, and Toru Asada is currently facing a major obstacle before the peak of his life.

Wake up monster, refresh steadily every morning, some people may have to wait until the afternoon or even evening, randomly apply various debuffs to humans, including but not limited to dizziness, straight eyes, weak limbs, want to pack and throw the person who wakes you up with the alarm clock, etc.

- There is a special attack on those who stay up late.

"Good morning, Kenji, if you still have a trace of pity for your unfortunate insomnia kiss last night," Toru Asada opened his iris eyes with sleepy eyes, and looked at his fellow with a sad expression, "Can you help me close the door from the outside." ”

The person who is called Kenji.,The full name is Hagiwara Kenji.,A chic and uninhibited half-length black hair.,Two peach blossom eyes exude hormones all day long except for sleeping.,Temperament is gentle with a little frivolous.,Especially in front of girls.。

If you take a walk around the police academy, it is not difficult to find out that this person's insight and emotional intelligence are extremely high, but unfortunately they are all used to linger in the flowers, like a skill tree that adds points from a police officer to the top brand of the cowherd's shop.

Kenji Hagiwara glanced at Toru Asada's room—the room was clean, the dust in the air was barely visible in the sunlight, the wardrobe door was half-open, and a few black and white clothes hung neatly, and the books and stationery were neatly placed above the cabinet, and it could be seen that their owners were usually neat and organized.

Only the latest drone was randomly placed on the desk, probably because I hadn't had time to clean it up after I got it back last night; On the chair at the head of the bed was a random mass of suspicious objects that looked like police uniforms, and the police badge on them glittered in the sun.

- It's suspicious, but it's a police uniform.

In addition, Asada is a little sleepier than usual, and he escapes from a sleepwalking crime scene.

"I said Archer, maybe you know what time it is?" Kenji Hagiwara raised an eyebrow.

"Seven o'clock - as long as I don't attend, it's not considered late." A lazy voice sounded from the pillow, with a soft nasal voice like in a dream.

“…… Instructor Onizuka said he wanted you to die, but if you didn't show up on the playground within ten minutes, he might want you to die-" The half-long-haired young man leaned on the edge of the door frame of the dormitory with his pockets in his pocket, staring at Asada with a smile on his eyebrows, and his clean and refreshing police uniform was stunned to be worn out as chic and uninhibited.

"I'm annoyed," Toru Asada sighed in his heart, got up and grabbed the messy shredded hair, "His old man doesn't have a crush on me, why do you stare at me all day long." ”

"Do you know how conspicuous you are in the four-by-eight phalanx?" Taking advantage of the instructor's absence, Kenji Hagiwara also joked, "Instructor Onizuka is not easy, you have to be considerate of the obsessive-compulsive disorder of middle-aged and elderly people." ”

Unlike the Hanaya next door, the Japanese police academy is equivalent to police induction training, and high school and university graduates can only enter after passing the civil service examination, and the study period is six months to one year.

University graduates such as Toru Asada and Kenji Hagiwara can complete their studies six months after enrolling. Each class of students is divided into a small class of about 30 people, and now the Onitsuka class is 32 people, just a four-by-eight square.

It's just that the six thorns are particularly conspicuous, and the conspicuousness is comparable to the barbs on the fingers and the raw edges on the nails, which makes the Onitsuka instructor angry more than once.