Mizushima Chuan Yan has been so busy these days that his feet don't touch the ground.

He's been found by the Secret Service Section.

At first, he silently memorized the voices of all the people who came to him, but then he became a little tired, and he just put it on a bad show, and when someone asked, he told the truth within a limited range.

To be honest, it was the first time he had heard anyone describe Fyodor, and they used a lot of exaggerated words, saying that he never cared about human life, that he was the leader of a new intelligence organization that had emerged in the world in recent years, that he was extremely dangerous, and that there would be terrorist attacks wherever he went. This time I came to Japan suddenly, and in order to find his traces, the Extraordinary Special Service Section has been working many extra days.

No one knew that he was nesting in Tokyo.

Mizushima Chuan Yan listened to it for a long time, and his mind turned hard. His impression of Fyodor was actually quite severe, and the feeling of being very gentle and kind always lingered, and at the same time he deeply felt the crazy part of the man.

In particular, when he knew about several bombings that happened some time ago and his involvement, Mizushima Kawayan was silent for a while.

"I don't know at all......," he said, genuinely sad, "I thought he was a very good person." ”

His phone was taken away and checked inside for tracking software. According to the analysis, it was installed on the first day of encounter.

In fact, Mizushima Kawayan is completely a victim, and he is still a blind man with little survivability, and it is not appropriate to torture him continuously and intensively, but the special agent department is very persistent with him, and repeatedly tests whether he has abnormal abilities.

Again and again he was asked to fill in something.

Mizushima Kawayan did it in a daze, and it was all the most common common sense questions, because he was blind, and he also made a braille version there, and he also helped him read it very intimately. Mizushima Chuan Yan could only complain in his heart and the system: "What a strange topic, I'm not smart, but I'm not mentally retarded." ”

[It's almost ......]

"Huh?"

[They are worried about your mental state. Fyodor is unpredictable, but none of the people around him are normal, and the people he targets are often mentally broken by him. In fact, these things have been mentioned by the members of the Extraordinary Agents Section in the past few days, but Mizushima Kawayan didn't pay special attention to them, [There have been similar cases before, where the victim suddenly had an abnormality a few days later, killed the official personnel who took care of him, and then committed suicide. 】

Mizushima Kawayan was distracted and ignored the system's mockery of his stupidity, and he sighed, "But my mental state is normal." ”

[Yes, your demeanor is always very upright. But your file is not very clean, and although it has been washed, traces of it will still be found. 】

[You have also been reported by an anonymous person, suspected of being a stranger.] The tone of the system is strange - the reason for the report is that Mizushima Kawayan is not like a blind person and never goes out with a guide cane.

“…… I'm not going to get into the game sooner than Fyodor, am I? ”

[No, the Ability Special Service doesn't care about this, and you really don't have any special abilities. The system comforted him, "You just need to act in your true colors." 】

Mizushima River Banquet: ?

I feel ridiculed, but I don't seem to have it.

He was tossed and turned over and over for a week, and was finally freed.

"Let's go." He was tapped lightly on the shoulder, "I'll take you back today." ”

"Matsuda-kun!" It only took a second for Mizushima Kawayan to be happy, knowing that he would not be caught asking strange questions next, his mood, eyebrows and eyes were bright, and the hair on his forehead swayed lightly when he jumped up. He wanted to say something, but he stopped again and listened to it suspiciously, "Is Officer Sato here?" ”

"Nope." Matsuda Jinpei touched his nose, "This time it's really me driving." ”

A few days ago, he was concerned about this matter, saying that he was sending Mizushima Kawayan home, but it turned out that it was his partner Miwako Sato, a woman with wild driving skills, who was driving.

He himself was actually a little used to Sato's driving skills, but he didn't expect Mizushima Kawayan to be so prone to motion sickness, and when he got out of the car, he looked desperate, he used to want to comfort, but he saw Mizushima Kawayan complaining with a sad and angry face: "I knew I was back by myself!" ”

Well...... It was said to the empty lawn.

It's funny and pathetic.

This time, they were not very satisfied with the above questioning a helpless blind man - mainly because the airborne directly took over the case, and they were all people who did not understand abnormal abilities.

Annoying.

"Something to eat?" Matsuda Jinpei leaned over, grabbed Mizushima Kawayan's arm, and led him forward in the most secure way for a blind man, "I'm in for a treat." ”

"Yay!"

……

"Matsuda-kun's mood seems to have changed lately?"

"Is it obvious?" Matsuda Jinhei was stunned.

Mizushima Chuan Yan hasn't finished eating, he is not very convenient to eat, sometimes he can't poke the meat on the plate for a long time, chewing is also very slow, one cheek is bulging, and every time he bites down, he subconsciously sniffs it, like a hamster. He swallowed it: "Yes, yes, you're laughing more." I've heard you talk to the other police officers, and you didn't seem to have a good relationship before, but I haven't heard anyone say anything bad about you behind your back in the past two days - I didn't eavesdrop, I heard it myself through the wall. ”

Matsuda Jinpei: "......" for a while he didn't know what to complain about.

He has really unloaded a lot of stuff lately.

"It's the end of an old thing." His eyes darkened. It's been a long time since he's talked about those old things to anyone, and he doesn't care if others understand it or not. It's not that Matsuda Jinpei is unaware of his own reputation, but he doesn't blame those who are dissatisfied with him. At the end of the day, there were just some things he hadn't been able to accept.

Occasionally, when he faced his colleagues who were gossiping about interesting things in front of him, his head suddenly popped up, but it was a painful parting again and again.

So many times he subconsciously chooses to let it go.

In the past few years, life has been occupied by Kenji Hagiwara's sacrifices, until he finally caught the man a few days ago, he had too many words, too much anger - only to find that the person on the other side did not even deserve his anger.

Just a piece of scum.

He stood in front of Kenji's grave, not knowing how to describe it.

It's ridiculous.

Matsuda Jinhei smiled bitterly, looking at Mizushima River, who was still struggling with dinner, and for some reason felt that the things he had avoided before could be confided in this person - maybe it was because he was completely irrelevant?

And heartless...... Matsuda Jinpei thought of his ex-boyfriend's problem, and twisted his eyebrows again, but he was so heartless that even that kind of scumbag could be forgiven. Mizushima even excused the man in every possible way.

It's particularly unpleasant.

"It's good to be solved." But Mizushima just nodded, and didn't mean to continue listening.

He's still struggling with desserts, and there's a little slippery ice cream left that can't be scooped up by a spoon.

- Life is so hard.

"Mizushima River." Matsuda Jinhei watched, shouted first, reached out and took the spoon, scooped up the vanilla ice cream for him, "Open your mouth." ”

The cold spoon pressed down on his lower lip, and Mizushima Kawayan obediently opened his mouth to take the spoon, but the position was a little off, and the half-melted white ice cream was on the corner of his lips, and it looked like it was about to trickle down.

You can only stick out the tip of your tongue and lick it off.

[Shhh The system, which was originally resting, suddenly said, "If you really like it so much, I'll take you to buy a bag of ice cream and eat it alone at home." 】

Mizushima River Banquet: "? "Like...... It's not impossible.

"You're still weird about the system."

The system was speechless.

……

Matsuda Jinpei sent Mizushima Kawayan home, watched him walk into the community, and then took a cigarette out and lit it.

After a brief moment of relaxation, his mood sank a little more.

The notice secretly sent above asked them to pay attention to the person Mizushima Chuanyan, and not to startle the snake. It just so happened that Matsuda had several contacts with Mizushima River, and this task fell to him inexplicably.

At least he hadn't seen anything to keep track of. But if there really is...... What could he do?

Thinking about it, the soot fell, and Matsuda Jinhei suddenly saw Mizushima Kawayan trotting back again.

"Matsuda-kun." He bent down and pressed the window, "Great, you're not gone yet." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Can you recommend some places where blind people can also exercise?" Mizushimagawa asked, "Or, a personal trainer, a combat instructor like taekwondo?" Recently, I've been thinking that it's good to learn these things, even if it's useless, but you can still exercise. ”

Matsuda Jinhei was speechless for a moment.

Blind people learn hand-to-hand combat...... It's too hard.

"Fitness or something, it's no problem." He also felt that it was tricky, thought about it, and asked tentatively, "As for the personal trainer who teaches fighting...... This one...... If you don't mind, I'll be able to teach you some tricks. ”

"Wow!" Mizushima Chuanyan let out a happy voice of a white prostitute, "Then I'll work hard for you from now on, coach?" ”

Matsuda felt like he could see his little tail wagging up.

He was pessimistic about the matter. However, friends, just teach a few tricks learned in the police academy, and save yourself from being hijacked later.

Mizushima River is gone again.

He's really happy, the price of a personal trainer is not cheap, and it's too cost-effective to be able to prostitute a Matsuda Jinpei for nothing. He shared this joy with the system, but unfortunately the system responded coldly, saying that it was busy with the second promotional video.

This Mizushima River banquet is coming, and I can't wait for the system to directly read the unfinished promotional video to prevent some tragedies that can't be reviewed.

He and the system crumbled each other all the way to his own doorstep. Mizushima Kawayan skillfully sneaks back to his house, only to find that something is wrong.

In the hallway he kicked a pair of shoes. He definitely didn't leave his shoes here in the morning.

Calm down, there is a faint sound inside.

Who?

He walked lightly into the living room, and the sound seemed to be even more inside, in the bedroom. There is also the smell of smoke.

Mizushimagawa Yanxin said that he was too unlucky, how could he always meet some unlaw-abiding guys. He pressed his hand on his newly bought mobile phone and wanted to call the police immediately.

But the bedroom door suddenly opened, and there was a familiar footsteps, a familiar voice: "Huh." ”

"I can't get in touch for a week, and I even changed my mobile phone number, what's the matter, do you want to run away and join your new boyfriend in the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Mizushima River Banquet: "......" gin.

Gin probably didn't know that he had been captured by the Secret Service Section this week, only that he had been close to the Metropolitan Police Department this week. And he didn't need to explain this kind of thing to Gin, he raised his chin and pretended to be very cold and asked back: "Did Xingchuan find it?" ”

He could feel that Gin was getting closer and closer to him, and he could only hold on to maintain his expression because of his face—in fact, his eyes were too soft and scattered, and he had to raise his head, and his momentum was naturally weak, where there was any deterrence, but it was more similar to the posture of asking for a kiss.

Gin didn't speak, stared at the beautiful eyes for a while, moved his gaze to the tip of Mizushima Chuanyan's nose and lips, and suddenly reached out to take the cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head, and sprayed the smoke on Mizushima Chuanyan's face.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Looking at Mizushima River, who almost didn't cough up tears, Gin said slowly, "I found it." ”

Mizushima River Banquet: ?

"Three days ago, he appeared in Yokohama."

Mizushima River Banquet: ???