Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

The blond-haired, blue-eyed, gorgeous actress stared down at her absent-minded appearance, and suddenly chuckled.

When Liya raised her eyes in doubt and wanted to turn her head to look over, her chin was supported by her soft and strong palm, and she pulled her closer to within a millimeter.

Feeling the warm breath and the long golden curly hair pouring down the side of the neck at the same time, making the skin itchy, Liya resisted the urge to back away, gritted his teeth and warned: "Bermod!"

"Don't be nervous, my dear," the female star sighed insignificantly, her low hoarse voice was elegant and peaceful, and she was unhurried, "I just want to apologize, as you said at the beginning, even people like me You can meet an angel...the world is impermanent, right?"

"To tell you the truth, I forgot what you said." Liya leaned back slightly to break away from her hand, and looked straight into her eyes without dodging or avoiding.

Knowing each other's personalities well, Belmode wasn't too surprised by her unforgiving, smiled wryly and shook his head: "I'm really going to be sad, Ania, obviously we are the friends who have been with each other the longest, aren't we?"

But this pair of deep green eyes, which are close at hand but softer than his own, looked at him from the angle of the backlight, the slender and thick long eyelashes trembled slightly as if wet by the light and shadow, but looked at him without blinking. , as if stubbornly seeking an explanation... Belmode's cold heart couldn't help being shaken a little.

"I take back my previous evaluation," she finally took a step back in compromise, "A person who can put all his heart and soul into a rose must be able to coldly abandon the rose—but you are not such a person."

"Of course I'm not." Without any pretense, Riya subconsciously frowned.

Since it is a precious thing that you are willing to put your heart and soul into, how can you throw it away?

Belmode touched the corners of her eyes lightly, almost half-sighing and half-smiling: "Yes, until now, your green eyes are still stained with that bright black color."

However, such an emotional moment is an extremely rare moment of warmth for both parties.

After staying for a few seconds, the female star retracted her movements and stood up straight.

"Then, don't forget what you promised me." She waved her hand lazily, and her slim figure quickly disappeared between the closed iron doors of the elevator.

Riya leaned against the door and paused for half a minute.

It seems that the two have a close relationship and talk freely, but carefully recalling the conversation between the two just now, except for a few surprising sentences, they can only sort out a large number of fragments of unclear meaning.

Hateful mysticism!

However, there are more important things at the moment.Liya temporarily stopped thinking deeply, closed the door and entered the room, and walked quickly to the computer at home almost impatiently.

If the changes in smart phones are enough for her to adapt to difficulties, then in terms of computers, apart from hardware upgrades, the difficulty of software adaptation will be much lower, and she can also verify her conjecture by the way.

After booting up smoothly, Riya looked at the password interface and entered four digits without hesitation according to his habit.

The next moment, the password verification was successful, and the interface automatically jumped to the desktop.

At least, the self in this world is not so strange in some aspects, which may be one of the reasons why she accepted this body without rejection.

On the search interface, Riya pondered for a while, tapped the keyboard, and entered "Tuekage Island, Naruto Asai".

The search results were not unexpected.

After carefully reading the report of the Tsukage Island serial killing incident line by line, and then thinking of Asai Naomi who was intercepted by him in time, Riya sighed softly, and couldn't help feeling deeply regretful and grateful.

Staring at the screen for a moment, Riya was about to turn off the interface when he suddenly felt something cold and metallic on the back of his hand.

...is the personnel profile of the "explosive talents" that Belmode called.

Speaking of which, what do you want this for? Listen to the tone of a female star, or is it a long-term deal with her?

At this moment, the two previous "numbers are empty" suddenly jumped into his mind, and Riya was startled, and suddenly had a vague guess.

She tentatively entered the name of her curly-haired colleague in the search box.

Confusedly staring at the interface waiting to be refreshed, three seconds later, the news interface with the huge Ferris wheel as the background suddenly jumped into view.

Liya unconsciously read it word by word: "Three years ago, at noon on November 11th, an explosion occurred at seat 72 of Tokyo's largest Ferris wheel located in Kabadocho, and a police officer died in the line of duty—"

She had no intention of reading the following content anymore, she glanced at ten lines at a time, and soon found "Officer Matsuda"...such a title.

Guess come true.

Mingming said so confidently that he would continue to walk as a friend.

Unaware that she had already frowned, Riya read it again and again, but still felt unbelievable anyway.

Therefore, the rose in Belmode's mouth is Matsuda Jinpei... Ah, it's weird to put these two phrases together.

So, in the future, she will fall in love with an innocent curly-haired colleague for unknown reasons?

And after the death of the other party, he has been unremittingly tracking down to this day.

Maybe that's why he quit his job?

It is quite simple to verify this.

Riya turned off the search interface, got up and hurried into the bedroom, opened the closet and looked carefully, and saw the familiar black suit at a glance-the exclusive form of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department.

However, before she could carefully check the degree of wear and tear on the clothes, a sudden sense of dizziness enveloped her.

With almost no time to react or resist, she staggered a step, then fell limply to the ground, falling into the deep darkness again.

On the other side, next to Café Poirot.

After thinking for a long time, Toru Amuro finally found time to come to the back alley alone before the evening rush hour.

He quickly dialed the number he had memorized by heart, and after less than two seconds, the communication was connected on the other side. The voice that came out was puzzled and nervous: "Mr. Jiang Gu, do you have something urgent?"

Kazami Yu didn't think too much about it.

As a subordinate, although he is used to receiving orders from his boss anytime and anywhere.But as a busy man with three jobs, Jiang Gu Ling rarely contacted him at this point during the day.

"Kazemi, I need all the information of a person." Without time to exchange pleasantries, Furutani Rei gave the order straight to the point, "The photos will be sent to you later, and they will be handed over to me before tomorrow."

"Okay." Although he didn't know why, Kazami Yu also accepted the task without any objection.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Gu Ling unconsciously lowered his voice and added: "Try not to disturb her."

"Ah, okay." This time, Yuya Kazami's voice faltered for a few seconds.

In the alone office, he took his mobile phone a little far away, and his expression became slightly strange.

The target is a woman, and the boss also specially emphasizes "the method is gentle, don't disturb", which is really hard for him not to think too much!

Jiang Gu Ling didn't feel anything, and hung up the call neatly after a brief explanation.

When he raised his head, he just bumped into a large area of ​​the afterglow of the setting sun, and the dazzling light made him involuntarily turn his head slightly to avoid it.

The moment he turned around and stepped into the coffee shop again, the handsome man with light blond hair lowered his head and smiled wryly.

It's really too much to be so suspicious and harsh on myself.

However, he has already been burdened with too much expectation and determination, no matter what, he will try to be the one standing at the end.

"Yes, we're sure there's nothing physically wrong..."

"...Maybe it's caused by too much pressure..."

Indistinct human voices came intermittently from not far away.

The eyelashes trembled a few times, and soon the subject of the topic opened his eyes consciously.

After some careful examination and questioning, the ward finally became quiet again.

After being thoughtfully turned off all the light sources, in the darkness, Riya couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was comfortably leaning back on the soft pillow, he heard a low laugh from someone beside him.

Looking sideways, the curly-haired police officer in his usual black suit was holding sunglasses in one hand, leaning against the window sill and looking down casually.

Under the extraordinarily bright moonlight, his silhouette was cast with scattered shadows from the side, but his black eyes were shining brightly.

Matsuda Zhenping raised his eyebrows and smiled, both relieved and teasing: "Why, are you sleepy?"

"Matsuda-kun..." Seeing this face again at this moment, Riya suddenly understood the absurdity of fate.

With a rigorous and exquisite mood, she carefully scanned every inch of the other party from head to toe with her eyes without blinking.

... No matter what, I can't figure it out, what aspect of her tastes in the future, so that the illusion of love will arise?

Faced with such a scorching stare that was hard to ignore, the originally relaxed posture finally gradually dissipated.

Under her focused and calm gaze, Matsuda Jinhei even had a strange feeling that he was being dissected inch by inch and studied deeply, and it was rare that he lost his composure.

He coughed lightly, turned his face slightly, trying to dilute the overly unbearable and almost condensed indoor atmosphere: "...what are you looking at?"

"Look at the moon."

Recovering from the state of being too focused, Riya sighed lightly, and looked back almost without finding anything.

I still can't fully understand... I'm so curious, how did this person do it?

Or, what happened in the future?

Looking down at the clear tall silhouette of someone reflected on the ground, Riya couldn't help but sighed again.

Looking down at the ground, she didn't notice at all that the curly-haired police officer, who was originally casual, looked over in surprise.

moon……

Matsuda Jinhei turned his head and looked out the window, only seeing the dim street lights.

Also, today is obviously a starless and moonless night, where does the moon come from?

And the other party's next sentence completely froze him in place, unable to move.

"Because the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

If the moonlight is not beautiful, how can the curly-haired colleagues be so good-looking.

Riya rested her chin in gloom, thinking about it: Although she didn't find anything, she gradually felt that her future self should at least have good aesthetics?

It took a while for her to notice the strange silence of the other party, and she was a little inexplicable: "Mr. Matsuda?"

"Hmm." Shouted by a familiar soft voice, Matsuda Jinpei finally came back to his senses.

His thoughts were confused for a while, and his voice was low and hoarse, almost showing difficulty: "Sorry, I still have important promises to complete."

Liya looked back at him confusedly: It was about revenge for Police Officer Hagiwara, but why did he suddenly mention this?

"I know." She still agreed.

Hearing her response, the look in those black eyes became more complicated, and the emotion in the voice was so strong that she couldn't tell: "Even if I can't respond before that, is it okay?"

"I'll feel fine."

Although still puzzled, Riya was infected by his serious emotions, and couldn't help straightening her back, thought for a few seconds, and gave a serious answer.

With the current status of one of the few friends, coupled with the "inexplicable" future, Matsuda Jinpei really aroused her curiosity like never before.

So, even if he snubs himself for a while before he completes his revenge, Riya thinks it's acceptable.

Looking at her unshakable eyes, Matsuda Jinhei burst out laughing, and his beating heart finally calmed down a little.

Standing up straight, he stepped forward and approached the hospital bed.

Under Liya's puzzled gaze, the curly-haired young man raised his hand and gently pressed her soft hair, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Let's say it first, it's not my habit to let women take the initiative all the time."