Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Hagiwara, who had always considered himself generous, actually lost the courage to look Matsuda in the eyes for the first time when he really heard the affirmative reply from his lover.

Hagiwara looked away uncomfortably, his pounding heart making him unable to calm down at all.

Suddenly, a low laugh came from Matsuda's side, soft and inaudible, like an hallucination.

"Xiao Zhenping——"

"Hagi, are you tired?"

"A little bit," such a common topic allowed Hagiwara to continue smoothly, "Today there is a bomb that is quite troublesome. It is rare that it is not a low-quality basic model, but a textbook-like one equipped with a timing device and a dial detonation device. "

Matsuda, who originally just mentioned the topic casually, couldn't help but think divergently at this moment.

"Hagi...you think, if this situation continues, is it possible that one day in the future, we will lose our lives due to a bomb due to insufficient detection capabilities?"

Hagiwara almost reflexively covered Matsuda's mouth tightly: "No, that kind of thing will never happen!"

Matsuda calmly looked back at Hagiwara.

After a few seconds, Hagiwara's hand relaxed as if it had lost all strength.

Emotionally, Hagiwara naturally hopes that such speculation will not happen. However, with the frequent bombings in recent years, he has seen many types of bombs, and those bombs are gradually evolving.

From its wild primitive state, it has gradually developed into specialization, miniaturization, and concealment, and even new types of chemical bombs have begun to appear.

After three years of working in the bomb disposal team, Hagiwara has figured out the professional abilities of his colleagues. It is not that they are not working hard, but the large number of bomb cases has made everyone exhausted, and they have no time to concentrate on improving bomb disposal technology.

The veteran bomb disposal police officers who have worked in the explosive disposal unit for many years are very experienced and are very comfortable with traditional bombs, but they are at a loss when it comes to new chemical bombs.

With technological innovation, the theoretical knowledge required for bomb disposal also needs to be updated.

The veteran police officers who have worked for decades have been almost abandoned by the times in this regard, just as the ever-changing computer technology has ruthlessly left behind the old antiques without leaving any room.

There is no doubt that young people can accept innovative theoretical knowledge more smoothly, but young people often run into obstacles in practical terms.

For example, Tanaka Ryo, who was particularly rich in theoretical knowledge, was the only young talent in that class. The Explosive Affairs Team happily recruited him and tried their best to train him. However, a year later, due to mental problems, he had to be sent to the investigation class next door to work hard.

Matsuda and the others recruited three people into the same batch. It was already the most prosperous moment for the Explosive Service Team in more than ten years, but Nakamura also transferred to the investigation section halfway.

In the session after Matsuda and the others, the virginity-explosion team failed to achieve anything.

This year, two new bomb disposal police officers have been added. They are still in the training stage and their performance is average. There is still a question mark whether they can stay.

Taken together, the explosives unit is faced with the dilemma of being overwhelmed by numerous bomb cases, running out of jobs, and not being able to keep up with the speed of technological innovation.

If we don’t think about change, the idea mentioned by Matsuda may not come true.

When thinking about work, people can always quickly enter the mind-stopping mode, and the two people who were originally tired of being together unknowingly relax.

Sensing that the strength of Hagiwara's embrace was weakening, Matsuda broke away with a slight force.

After getting down to earth, Matsuda raised a smile and stretched out his hand to Hagiwara: "Hagi, think about work tomorrow. At least tonight, we should belong to each other."

Hagiwara stared at Matsuda quietly for a while, his irritable mood was unknowingly soothed by his slight smile, and the dark clouds in his heart were swept away.

"Then just listen to Xiao Zhenping."

The two hands are close to each other, clasping each other, and interlocking their fingers.

Matsuda tried his best to pull Hagiwara out of the sofa: "Go and take a shower first?"

"Okay."

After running around outside all day during the day, and proposing, confessing, and talking to each other at night, the two of them were in a state of ups and downs emotionally, and they were already very embarrassed.

The sweat on his shirt stuck to his body, and when he hugged each other tightly, the smell of sweat poured directly into his nose, which was not pleasant.

If this were a comic book scene, it would definitely be portrayed as a scene where male hormones explode.

Unfortunately, this is reality. Matsuda and the two of them did not go that far. They still chose to take a bath and lie down in bed refreshed and feel more comfortable.

Hagiwara quickly adjusted his mood and suddenly smiled and leaned into Matsuda's ear, "Do you want to take a shower together?"

Matsuda looked at him and continued to step on the accelerator: "Okay!"

At that moment, the two hands that were pressed together were sweating and in urgent need of cooling down.

The two of them ignored it tacitly, and went back to the bedroom hand in hand to get bathrobes, and then went to the bathroom one after the other.

Hagiwara took the lead to step in, "Xiao Jinpei, you take a shower first, and I'll fill the bathtub with water."

Matsuda was not polite to him, "Okay."

Most of the time, it has become a routine for the two of them to get along with Hagiwara.

Their bathrooms are designed with complete wet and dry separation, and there is even a thin partition between the shower room and the bathtub.

The bathtub was the largest one specially chosen by Hagiwara. It would be a lie to say that there was no intention of sharing a bath. It has only been put to use now. It has been neglected for a long time.

Both of them are good at playing with machinery, and their hearing is very sensitive. When they were students, they could judge the malfunction of machinery by listening to the sound.

The little talent he had at the moment was instinctively used to do other things.

Hagiwara stared at the slowly rising water level in the bathtub, bathed in the sound of rushing water coming from the next door, and his thoughts flew away unknowingly.

It is true that the two of them were children, but they were already in first grade when they met. They had just left the infant stage where they knew nothing and knew nothing about shyness, so they had no experience of sharing a bath.

Both children love to play, but they don't disobey and run to the river to play in the water. That would be too dangerous.

When I was a student, I casually glanced at parts of my body when I was changing into gymnastics clothes in physical education class, such as the curve of my back that never faded in Hagiwara's memory.

When it was too hot in the summer to wear a base layer shirt, the hem of the clothes flying up during exercise would naturally reveal how many abs the other party had, and Hagiwara also never forgot it.

During the spring break after his senior year of high school, Matsuda took the rare initiative to invite Hagiwara to a hot spring.

Hagiwara was as excited as a primary school student and couldn't sleep most of the night.

The next day, with a pair of black panda eyes, he reluctantly changed his itinerary and went for a boring but safe mountain climbing activity.

University, police academy dormitory and finally police dormitory, even three years together, because Matsuda never seemed to have a clue, Hagiwara was even more constrained and completely helpless.

Therefore, there is an exaggerated but true information at this moment: tonight is the first time that the two of them are completely honest in front of each other, in every sense.

When his brain analyzed this series of information clearly without permission, Hagiwara felt his blood surge. His whole body was like a cooked shrimp, his handsome face was completely red, and his body was bent unnaturally.

Hagiwara thought impatiently, the trousers were so tight...

Matsuda's voice was as calm as before: "Hagi, I've finished washing, it's your turn!"

"Hmm...Okay," he responded, but Hagiwara was so stiff that he didn't dare to look back.

The infinite reveries in my heart are bubbling happily at this moment, and others will rush out after suppressing one.

Hagiwara was very glad that he didn't have to see his expression at this moment, and was madly grateful to Matsuda in his heart for resolutely rejecting the idea of ​​installing a mirror in the bathroom half a year ago.

Hagiwara felt a breeze and saw a field of white flowers in his peripheral vision.

There was a force on the vest, and Hagiwara was pushed into the shower without warning, followed by the sound of water entering.

Hagiwara was stunned for a moment, then suddenly pressed the water valve, and the cold water poured from head to toe in an instant, helping to calm his surging heartbeat back to normal.

Hagiwara belatedly discovered that the shower room used by Matsuda was completely cold the moment he entered.

Hagiwara reflexively checked for traces of use of the water valve. Unsurprisingly, he found that the water mist on the hot water valve was intact and there was no trace of external interference.

Because of this commonality, he felt happy in his heart.

Hagiwara guessed that the corners of his mouth should be raised at this moment.

Hagiwara is an out-and-out social cow player. He is sincere in his treatment of his friends, but he only gets worse when he treats his lover Matsuda.

The two never see each other during work and exchange at least twenty or thirty emails every day.

Thanks to the monthly mailing fee, there is no need to count the charges. Otherwise, the two of them might have spent more than half of their salary on daily communication, and the purchase of this house would have to be postponed for several years.

In Matsuda's memory, they could always find various topics to talk about every day, every minute, as long as they were together.

If we don't talk, we are basically squeezing each other.

He might be dismantling a model, studying mechanical parts, or simply playing finger games with Hagiwara hanging on him.

The bustle on weekdays is in stark contrast to the silence at this moment.

Hagiwara didn't dare to open his mouth at all. He was somewhat worried about blurting out some words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

It has been difficult for him to hide secrets in front of Matsuda since he was a child, but if there are certain things that are too explicit and intimate, he can only reveal them one by one after Matsuda gives permission.

During the ten minutes in the shower, Hagiwara took deep breaths over and over again, wrote something on the palm of his hand to swallow, and even prepared to pinch himself secretly. After all, moderate pain can keep people awake.

Hagiwara had already taken off all his clothes halfway through and was only wearing a pair of wet boxer briefs.

After confirming again that there was nothing wrong with him, Hagiwara finally spoke to test: "Jin... Jinping, I'm fine."

"I know, come here."

Xiao Zhenping's voice was very calm...

Hagiwara's heart beat unwillingly, and he despised his reaction as naive as a child's.