Memory that repeats.

Yudi Commercial Street was empty, and even the cold wind did not want to pass through the firelight, and the scorching temperature climbed all the way along the building, and after the sound of glass bursting, the building was only a charred skeleton.

Memory that recalls.

Sixteen years ago, the fire was far bigger than this one, and the flames climbed and spread between the wooden houses at an astonishing rate. Smoke and dust particles spilled in all directions in the direction of the fire, and the open space outside the fire was crowded with people, and small buildings burned in front of him until only collapsed ashes remained.

People's memories of the past are always stored in the form of pictures in their minds, and then they can't help flashing back under strong visual stimuli. When the perception of the past and reality are mixed together, the whole world seems to be distorted for a moment, resulting in a sense of chaos in time and space.

It's as if yesterday's wind blew again, yesterday's rain fell again, and yesterday's people never left.

Yesterday Once More.

Toru Asada rarely thinks about anything seriously, but now at an opportunity, those colorful pictures are always extraordinarily vivid, and then scramble to drill into his head.

[Bastard orange didn't pass science again, I'll tell you a joke, he said he wanted to be a doctor in the future~]

[Congratulations to Sister Pear, I've finally been admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts———— wait for Sister Yuzu, you take care of Sister Pear-I don't want to eat her piece of broken candy! ] 】

[Huh-Uncle Xinzhi is going abroad again, can't he not go]

Or in the quiet and peaceful street, two children are holding branches and writing and drawing on the gravel floor.

[Kana? Let me think about it - Esaka (Esaka) takes a similar pronunciation as Asada (Asaka) - well, if the name is a name, the homophone of Tetsu (Tetsu) is changed to a pronunciation is Toru (tooru)]

[Children should not drink...... It's not drunk, so what's that? 】

[——So it's Toru Asada when it comes together.,How's it.,Am I a little genius~]

[Toru Asada, my name.] 】

The jumbled image passed through the brown-haired officer's mind for less than a second, and then burned to ashes by the light of the fire in front of him. Toru Asada's face was blackened and whitened by smoke, and he was finally taken out of the fire by Riko Hidaka.

It is said that the moment they walked out of the fire, the firefighters were collectively cheering, thanking Hidaka Riko for her bravery, and the picture once looked like "Hidaka Riko and him a useless man".

And a useless man was sighing in his heart at this time, he felt that he had gained a lot today, and he would probably be able to submit a research report when he returned—the title was "On the Rationality of the Technique of a Spell Master's Strongest Being Locked in the Dice".

......

The police car arrived almost at the same time as Toru Asada rushed out of the fire, and the poor little police officer had just finished broadcasting the ambulance call and chased after his unconscious colleague all the way. By the time he reached the scene of Yudi Commercial Street, the man he was chasing had already finished the friendly meeting and walked around the fire.

There was no way, there was not only a car of nearly a million between him and the brown-haired officer's speed, but also a Kenji Hagiwara worth tens of billions.

Hagiwara roller coaster, the one who has ridden is either dead or enlightened.

Once transcendent and second Buddhahood, so merciful and compassionate that even Nan Wu Gatling Bodhisattva had to roll up the cover and run back to the west to recite the sutra overnight with tears in his eyes.

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The Metropolitan Police Department has resumed normal operations after a period of chaos, and a series of cases from the Minakami Group to the Yudi Commercial Street have finally come to an end, and a group of police officers and ants have come and gone to put various investigative documents into the archives, and if nothing else, the documents they wrote all night will never be looked at a second time.

The old accounts are turned over because there are new accounts, and it is best not to have a second time.

Toru Asada went back to his residence and took a shower and slept until dawn, and the twilight police department couldn't prevent his subordinates from fishing and skipping shifts. However, the little police officer's watery eyes were full of accusations, and his expression was like a white bone spirit and Tang Seng who were dismantled by Sun Wukong's stick.

The brown-haired young man looked at the little police officer accusingly, peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and backhanded it to block the words that his colleague was about to blurt out. The remaining handful of the same candy was put into the paper basket under the little police officer's desk before leaving the door leisurely.

Toru Asada: Don't keep me, you can't keep me.

Little Officer: You actually gave me candy to eat that was going to be sent to the trash - no, come back to work, bastard!

In short, the fate of people and work is vulnerable, the little police officer stretched out his hand and didn't hold people, Toru Asada left the roar of his colleague behind him, turned around and was full of breath of freedom.

Today's weather is good, the dust particles from the previous fire have long since dispersed, and the PM has returned to single digits from 2.5 to 250, and the sunny appearance is especially suitable for a nap.

It's just a little cold when the breeze blows.

Toru Asada got into his Mercedes as soon as he stepped out of the Metropolitan Police Department building, drove on the main road with one foot on the accelerator, and headed straight in the direction of the police academy.

He's not fishing, he's just getting the job done in another way. In the past two days, the Twilight Police Department didn't know why they had turned over the old accounts again, and they were thinking about the review book that he hadn't written twice.

Fish at work, run away from work, shoot at will, fish at work, run away from work. The Twilight Police Department is estimated to be a small notebook full, waiting for him to write off the accounts and start writing down the next one, his university teacher urged him to catch up with DDL has never been so active.

As we all know, the review of this thing focuses on the form rather than sincerity, he can't write a word of the inspection report, and he doesn't bother to copy it, anyway, he remembers that the Onitsuka instructor still has an original review book that they played with back then, and it is better to use it to fool his broken old boss, and it can be regarded as a contribution to the world's green environmental protection cause.

The sports car threw out a straight silver-gray line and stopped at the entrance of the police academy. The police academy still looks the same, and there has been no human tragedy that has happened when it is renovated after graduation. The bricks and tiles of the small building that were scratched off by the wind have not been patched up yet, the leaves on the boulevard are like the roots of the police superintendent's hair, the footprints he left on the familiar fence are still there, and the people in the engineering design department have obviously not learned enough lessons to prevent students from skipping class and running away.

Toru Asada casually kicked into the campus.

The working hours of the search class are also the time for this group of students, and a group of students on the playground who are like two fools have run a marathon like they did at the beginning, and even the wounds on their faces are the same as when Matsuda Jinhei and Tsukitani Zero. The only regret is that the cherry blossoms are already past the flowering period at this time, and it always feels a little unenjoyable to fight under a bald tree from head to toe.

Toru Asada was tired of seeing this familiar environment, but it was the first time that the sniffer in his pocket had come to the new environment, and he jumped three times and jumped down with great excitement, rolling among the fallen leaves on the ground.

Anyway, being idle is also idle, and Toru Asada simply walked around the campus like a sightseeing tour. Among a group of police academy students who were in a group of classes, he walked to that station alone, how did he look like a lawbreaker accidentally got lost when he came to investigate.

Just kidding, he didn't know where the Onitsuka instructor was now.