Red and black camp simulation game

At lunch time, several people were chatting about the fact that Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei were invited by the mobile team's explosive ordnance disposal team two days ago.

"Have you decided which department you will go to after graduation?" Hagiwara asked with a tilted head.

"Probably I will report directly to the investigation section. As a detective, I still prefer to solve the case." Nayue took a sip of chocolate milk and replied indifferently, "Although the police department has invited me before, that's right... My parents used to be members of the police.”

"Hey, can you tell me this kind of thing directly?" Matsuda looked over with a biscuit in his mouth.

"It's okay, I refused anyway."

The six of them tacitly put aside what happened that night more than a month ago, as if nothing had happened, and only the closer relationship can see a little change.

From that day on, that month didn't bother to hide it in front of them anymore, as if overnight from a human boy with immature appearance and mature heart to a little devil with a naive surface and an even naive heart (Matsuda's words).

Of course, after saying this, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't buy his usual favorite fried noodles and curry bread for two full days due to various "accidents".

Matsuda Jinpei: Damn it, why not continue to be your human boy!

"A very aka-style answer," Furutani Rei said with a smile, "I remember that the squad leader also plans to become a criminal police officer, maybe you will be colleagues."

"Hey——" the black-haired boy held the milk bottle and laughed, "Then I should be the monitor's 'boss'. I passed the civil service examination before entering school. I kept it a secret."

"The relationship with Instructor Onizuka was really good that month." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed.

"How should I put it... After Uncle Bazang found out about the conversation with that idiot alone last time, he started to take care of my life." Nayue was also very innocent, he had no idea why he would provoke the instructor's strict Father's mentality', the other party relied on various training and caring for small details to make Nayue change his mouth successfully, and he would call him Uncle Bazang when he complained in private.

"It deserves it," Matsuda propped his chin with one hand, and mercilessly reached out to knock on Nayue's forehead, but he quickly dodged it and laughed back angrily, "You're still in the professional group, if you don't care about it, maybe the police department won't be in charge." He died suddenly in front of the desk!"

It stands to reason that people like them who will face various dangers at any time in the future shouldn't talk about death, but Matsuda really can't stand this person's way of life, so he directly exposes him.

"I wouldn't have known if I hadn't been woken up by the heat that day." He squinted and said in a sly tone, "Natsuki-kun is a hardworking and good student who only sleeps three hours a day."

The lights-out time of the police academy is [-]:[-], and the normal time is to sleep until the morning classes the next day and have seven hours to rest, but in that month, I only slept for three hours before getting up to do morning exercises and reading books, and I was able to complete normal training with them every day Follow the course.

"In a sense, are you a robot?" Matsuda Jinhei said with a complicated mood.

"Actually, it's three hours and two ten minutes," Nayue waved his hand nonchalantly, "it's not even a robot, my situation is quite special, and three hours is enough for me to recover."

Everyone but the two of them looked shocked and worried.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with that month. He spent the extra few hours every morning on training skills. Although no one accompanied him to practice combat skills, he found that the speed of running for a long time also decreased his physical strength. It will become very slow, which can greatly improve the efficiency of practice.Moreover, skills like [Foreign Language Proficiency] and [Criminal Psychology] can be locked up in the dormitory to improve their proficiency. Chijiang Gandi Nayue is simply too satisfied with the setting of physical strength.

Matsuda Jinpei thought about whether to force this guy to sleep for a while, but they are both adults, and it's too strange to meddle in other people's lifestyles after only knowing each other for more than a month.

"Don't worry, the scourge will last for thousands of years, how can I die so easily—well—" The boy swallowed the last sip of milk, winked at the five people, and stretched his voice.

"You really have self-knowledge..." Matsuda gave him a blank look.

"But it seems that Zhen, Ping, and Jun are very concerned about me," Nayue interrupted Matsuda solemnly by changing her name on purpose, and nodded to herself while talking, "This is Tsundere."

"Asshole aka, who is Tsundere!"

"Hahahaha, I agree with this sentence!" Hagiwara Kenji almost slapped the table and pointed to make a small smile, but he quickly turned his head and looked at Nayue again, with a serious tone, "But Nayue, you really need to rest more After all, the amount of training in the police academy is so large."

"...Well, let's talk about it." Nayue puffed up, and Gu Zuo said to him, "By the way, there is no class this afternoon, did Yan Erjun have any plans?"

Hagiwara was stunned: "I didn't..."

"Then maybe you can teach me how to ride a bike, please? The motorcycle driving training is a little too slow," Nayue squinted and smiled, and said briskly, "I remember Yan Er-jun is very good at driving."

The half-long-haired young man thought for a while, and nodded in response with the corner of Gogou's mouth.

"If you don't mind if I start teaching?"

"Of course I don't mind." Nayue looked at the [driving] of lv.

Only Matsuda, who was in the know, couldn't hold back the sympathy in his eyes.

...He now knew why Matsuda looked at him that way.It was rare that Yue stared blankly at the helmet on Hagiwara Kenji's head, and still firmly grasped his coat.

The two of them (Hagiwara, to be precise) were riding the bright red heavy motorcycle that just slipped out from Nayue's house, turning one corner after another on the empty road-for the little idol, he even drifted on his own!

Nayue felt that it was the most, most irrational decision for me to propose to learn drag racing skills from Hagiwara Kenji in order to change the topic.

"How is it? Are you okay?" The two stopped on the platform at the top of the mountain. Hagiwara took off his helmet and hugged Nayue's shoulders with a smile, and put his chin on top of his head. "Thank you, Officer Akae, for giving me this opportunity. ——It’s been a long time since I played this crazy.”

"It can be seen that if you hurry up, maybe Matsuda-kun and the others will come here to send flowers to the two of us tomorrow."

"Oh, don't exaggerate so much, take it easy~"

"...Yan Erjun, if I were in the Ministry of Transportation, you would have to pay a lot of money for this ticket." Nayue leaned on his new car and sighed, but to be honest, his mood after such a fast ride It was indeed a lot better, I bent my eyes and turned my head to look at the 'culprit', "Thank you."

Hagiwara smiled: "How many more hours do you need to sleep?"

"That's it for today, I'll take over when I go down." Nayue came out from under his arm calmly.

In the morning of that month, I learned from the instructor that Kazuki Miyamoto was shot and killed by a sniper when the police handed it over, and after he died on the spot, his mood has not been high.

They all knew that the so-called sniper was sent by the organization to kill him, and Nayue realized in an instant that he might also be the bait that those people borrowed to catch this fish.

Nayue said that he didn't quite know how he felt, because there was no need to feel sorry for an unimportant or even an NPC of the opposite camp, and there was no need to feel sorry for a criminal. He felt more uncomfortable being provoked.

But there was a feeling of emptiness in the haze of that month, as if he had fallen into a daze at a loss—where did players with clear goals come from such sentimentality?

He tried to immerse himself deeper into the 'role', and then suddenly realized: the person who killed his parents also followed them, and the spider thread connecting 'Chijiang that month' with this society was broken again.

Is "he" happy?

With her eyes closed that month, she seemed to be able to see a flame flickering and burning in the dark sight.

No, "he" is angry at being treated as a pawn.

"What "I" have to do is to find out the truth, including everything, and then be my chess player openly. "Na Yue stepped into the car, hanging her head and talking to herself.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I want Yan Erjun to show you my skills." The black-haired boy shook his head in a good mood, and put on the helmet.

Seriously, what was he struggling with this morning?Isn't playing games just to follow your heart? If you lose to a piece of data in the game in the hologram, you might be laughed at by the little idol when you go out.

"Let's go—!" Nayue shouted childishly.

The modified Kawasaki H2 made a beautiful trajectory on the winding mountain road, and the two young people stuck together and laughed heartily.

Playing games, he has not lost to anyone yet.

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After coming down from the mountain, the two were going to go straight back to school, but Nayue suddenly stopped the car when passing by the coffee shop.

"I seem to see someone I know." He took off his helmet and looked in through the window glass with interest.

Kenji Hagiwara turned his head following his line of sight, and saw a little boy with black hair and blue eyes waving his hand.

"Looks lovely, the kid."

"The neighbor's little detective, he helped me a little with that incident last time." Nayue simply parked the car and looked at him with a well-behaved, sensible look for his sake, "Yan Erjun, maybe you want a cup of coffee? "

Hagiwara also took off his helmet and joked, "Your treat?"

"I'mrich." The boy calmly walked into the store, and Hagiwara followed behind with a suppressed smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nayue," Kudo Shinichi greeted after the two ordered and sat down opposite the little detective, "Is this a classmate from the police academy?"

"Yes, little brother is very smart, my name is Kenji Hagiwara," Hagiwara winked at him, "Mr. Nazuki's classmate and friend~"

That month chose to ignore this person who was naive than him.

"Are you alone, Shinichi-kun?"

"Lan is in the bathroom." The little boy shook his head, "Should be back soon."

That month thought of the girl whose karate hidden level was lv.Max, so she gave a clear oh, and when he wanted to say something, there was a scream in the store.

"...Lan!" Kudo Shinichi's expression changed drastically, and he jumped off his seat and ran towards the direction of the sound.

Hagiwara Kenji and Nayue looked at each other, and followed with serious expressions.

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Kudo Shinichi, Dian, and Xiaolan go to the bathroom. How can there be no case (?)

After consulting the information, I found that I had to take two exams to enter the police academy, one was the civil service exam, and the other was the police academy interview, physical examination and physical examination, and then I took the third exam when I graduated.

The six-member team all graduated from a bachelor’s degree. After six months in the police academy, they will be directly assigned jobs. It is assumed that Chi Chi and Zero are both professional groups, that is, the elite group who have passed the national civil service examination. position), and after a few months of internship, he will be the police department (the position of Police Officer Megure), so Chi Chi's promotion space is really huge, and Chi Chi Niu B will be hit on the public screen! (here we go again)

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Chi Chi: Three hours of sleep is enough for a day of activities. If I sleep an extra 10 minutes, I would count as staying in bed.

Zero: That's it, I learned it! (Sleeping for an hour and a half during the three-face period and getting up to continue working)