No way!

Matsuda pulled open the window with a flat brush, poked his head out and chased the figure with his gaze.

How could it be hagi?!

"Captain Matsuda?!" Suddenly pulled by someone, Matsuda Jinhei came back to his senses and found that the car had started again.

And he didn't know when he had gotten up, and if it hadn't been for his colleague's tugging of him, he might have rushed out of the car in spite of it.

Looking at his colleague's inexplicable expression, Matsuda Jinpei calmed down a little.

"Nothing." He looked out the window again, and the figure was so familiar that he would never forget it had disappeared from the street. Matsuda Jinpei's body fell back into place, and he said in a daze, "...... It's nothing. ”

It's nothing. Matsuda Jinpei buried his face in his palm and rubbed it vigorously, only to see a face that he thought he would never see again.

But Hagi is dead, so that's not him.

It won't be him.

The colleagues who were sitting in the same car as Matsuda looked at each other, looking at Matsuda Jinpei's figure with confusion and concern.

Matsuda leaned back in his chair, still looking out the window in the same posture as before, but his gaze was unfocused.

Hagi, I still miss you.

Kenji Hagiwara, who returned to the car, put the model box in his hand on the co-pilot, and instead of starting the car immediately, he waited for a while.

His fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the alley he had just walked.

When he came out of the store just now, he had the feeling of being targeted. However, although I felt the presence of my eyes, I didn't feel danger or threat, and when I looked back, I didn't find anyone following or watching.

Not...... Kenji Hagiwara looked at his face in the rearview mirror and shrugged his shoulders habitually, which is also one of the troubles of handsome guys, right?

Kenji Hagiwara, who received all kinds of sights as soon as he got on the street, started the car unapprehended.

Since there is no one to follow, it doesn't matter.

may be a passer-by who likes his face extraordinarily, but it's a pity that he is too lazy to accept other people's accosting today.

As night fell, the dense windows of the building lit up with sporadic lights, highlighting the return of the owner.

Matsuda Jinhei walked into the house with a lunch box from the convenience store.

He is alone, and he can pass the dinner easily, whether it is a convenience store not far downstairs or a canteen in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Normally he eats in the cafeteria on weekdays, but today is different.

Matsuda finished his dinner restlessly and sat on the sofa to empty himself.

The figure he had seen this afternoon came back to his mind over and over again.

That face caught up all of Matsuda's attention, and when he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, he was still in a trance, and the police department thought that they had been working too much and too tired lately. Anyway, it's already time to get off work, so I'll send them home, and it's too late to write the report tomorrow.

Matsuda Jinhei leaned back on the sofa, in fact, he only saw one glance today, but one glance was enough.

He admonished himself in his heart.

It's been five years.

It's just a guy who looks a lot like Hagi.

It turns out that there are really people in the world who can look so similar!

[Today I saw a person on the street who looks exactly like you, hagi, do you have such a public face? ——Jinpei】

Matsuda put down his phone and closed his eyes slightly. Thinking of Hagiwara's response, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That guy...... He will definitely show an expression of disbelief and shout, 'How can there be someone in the world who is as attractive as Kenji-chan!' It's definitely Xiao Jinping who is wrong! ’

It's going to get very noisy!

It's completely different from the silence in the house now.

Matsuda has come to terms with this fact.

Hagi is no longer there.

- He thought he had fully accepted it and would no longer have any extravagant hopes.

When he went to work the next day, Date looked at Matsuda Jinpei with dark circles under his eyes and asked with concern, "What's wrong, Matsuda, didn't you sleep well?" ”

"Yes." Matsuda Jinhei replied vaguely and took a sip of the coffee in his hand.

"I've been a little too busy lately, but I'll rest tomorrow." Date said, "Matsuda, do you have any arrangements for your day off?" ”

Matsuda Jinhei finished a cup of coffee, felt a little more energetic, and said casually, "There's a new model shop, I'll go check it out." ”

"Model shop...... Ita smirked, "that's really the choice you'll make." But you still have to make sure you have a break first, you shouldn't have stayed up late yesterday because of the model, right? ”

"It's not." Matsuda Jinpei poured himself another cup of coffee, looked at his face reflected on the coffee, and asked, "Squad leader, do you think there will be people who look exactly the same in this world?" ”

"Yes." Although Date didn't understand why Matsuda Jinpei suddenly brought up this topic, he replied, "Isn't there such a saying?" There will be three people in the world who look exactly the same. ”

"That's right......" Matsuda said with a slight sigh.

Ita looked at him and jokingly asked, "Could it be that you met someone's doppelganger?" ”

Matsuda Jinhei said nonchalantly, "Shouldn't you run fast when you meet a doppelganger?" ”

"When you meet your own doppelganger, you will disappear." Date Hang corrected it and said, "Maybe it's Matsuda Jinpei's doppelganger in front of me?" ”

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at Date Airlines, "Even if it's a doppelganger, it's not me." ”

"yes, but it's hard to tell if they look exactly the same." Date said matter-of-factly, "So Matsuda, you quickly prove your identity." ”

Matsuda Jinhei looked at Date Airlines, and said quickly, "Squad leader, you called Natalie when you were at the police academy......"

"That's it." Date Hang made a gesture to stop, and he looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to them before he breathed a sigh of relief, "I believe you are Matsuda." ”

Matsuda Jinpei smiled in his eyes, "Is the verification method so simple?" ”

Date said, "Because the doppelganger is not me." ”

yes, not me.

Matsuda Jinpei took a sip of coffee, frowning bitterly.

On the day off, Matsuda Jinhei stood at the door of the model shop, reached out and pushed open the glass door, and stepped into the store.

In a trance, I felt like I had crossed a blurred line.

The cold air came to the face, and the kind and enthusiastic voice of the clerk sounded.

"Welcome."

At this time, the store had just opened, and there were few people in the store.

Matsuda Jinpei's gaze swept hurriedly, but he didn't notice the figure he saw that day.

He pursed the corners of his mouth, curbing his loss, but the air pressure around him was lowered.

The store manager standing behind the counter looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was walking straight towards him, swallowed his saliva, and asked nervously, "Hello, guest, do you need anything?" ”

They've already paid their protection money this month, right?

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the store manager, his sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of blue eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he asked bluntly: "Do you remember that two days ago, a black-haired man came to buy a model?" ”

"Huh?" The manager looked at Matsuda Jinpei's expression and subconsciously recalled, "There are many customers here every day...... and they are all black-haired!

But fortunately, Kenji Hagiwara is handsome enough to leave an impression that is not easy to forget.

"Handsome guy with black and semi-long hair......" The store manager pointed to a table in the store, "I remember that day he came in and sat for a while, waited until the sun was not so big, bought two boxes of models and left." He paused before realizing that this was a guest's privacy and should not be said.

The store manager looked at Matsuda Jinpei with trepidation, "Guest, what are you asking for?" ”

Is it revenge?! It won't bother their store, right?

Matsuda Jinpei didn't know how to answer, so he simply ignored it and continued to ask, "What did he buy that day?" ”

"These are the two new boxes of models this time." The store manager pulled out two boxes of models from the shelves and placed them in front of him.

With his many years of experience, Matsuda Jinpei saw at a glance, "The difficulty of assembling these two boxes of models is not suitable for novices, right?" ”

So does the hobby also have a model?

The manager didn't know that he was muttering, and replied affirmatively: "That customer is not a novice at first glance, there were too many people to be busy at that time, and he also helped our clerk guide two customers." ”

"Really?" Matsuda Jinpei looked at the clerk who had been helped, and was helpful...... This doesn't seem to be a common denominator.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows to sober himself up.

"That guest is amazing!" The clerk who was greeted said with a slight flush on her cheeks, "He has a pair of beautiful purple eyes." ”

Matsuda Jinhei's heart moved. It was too far away to see clearly...... Are purple eyes too?

Not only the looks, but also the eye color?

Matsuda clenched his fists, his well-trimmed nails digging into his palms, causing a small but lasting pain.

As Matsuda Jinhei left with the two boxes of models he bought, the store manager who had been interrogated looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief, and thought by luck: Maybe he thought too much, maybe people just casually asked if they wanted to buy the same model?