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

Riya pushed the electronic signature board over, waited for him to sign, and ended the work schedule happily.

The next moment, the task panel popped up automatically.Riya glanced casually, then suddenly opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously called out to the handsome curly-haired guy who was about to go out.

"What's the matter?" Matsuda Jinping supported the door frame with a puzzled expression.

Seeing that he really stopped, Riya's mind went blank for two seconds: "Well...I just want to ask, can I take your car home after get off work today...I forgot to bring my umbrella today."

Although it was a bit abrupt, looking at the stormy sky outside the window, Matsuda Jinhei didn't think too much about it. He nodded in agreement, then raised his mobile phone to indicate email contact, turned and left.

Watching his back disappear, Riya Asai covered her forehead and checked the content on the panel one by one again.

【Matsuda Jinpei wants to change jobs】

[Task Status: In Progress]

[Mission Location: Japan Metropolitan Police Department]

[Mission objective: Believe me, he is not suitable for the first class of investigation and the third department of forcible crime. 】

[Task Reward: Points*10, Trait "Turning Misfortune into Fortune"*1]

[Turning misfortune into blessing: Only once in each event, you can pass an extra lucky check to turn a failure into a success. If it is successfully launched (lucky check passed), 1d3 points of upper sanity will be deducted. 】

I was still thinking that dice can only predict and cannot be changed, but I immediately gave this characteristic that can change the result...

It is very useful.The rationality value is still full. Although the initial value is only 52 points, but it consumes so little at critical moments, as long as the number of uses is controlled, it should have no effect.

But before... what does that sudden and inexplicable palpitation mean.

Riya Asai pinched the file bag and frowned unconsciously.

A tall young male policeman who loves boxing, where did he give himself the illusion that he is fragile?

When Saburo Nomiya came in, he saw her hold the document bag in front of her eyes, and instead of unpacking it, she looked entangled, and suddenly said in amazement: "Look at it if you want, your eyes are going to pierce the document bag."

"Hey?"

Riya opened the file bag as promised, and then realized.

But after they were all dismantled, she flipped through them casually.

However, the sense of randomness that was originally dispensable disappeared when I flipped through the third page.

"The identity of the remaining suspect is unknown... on the run..." Unconsciously, she recited these key words silently in her heart, and Riya took a long breath, and gently sealed the thin stack of paper again.

Saburo Nomiya crossed his legs and looked at her expression with a half-smile: "Why, are you scared?"

"I can't help it. Is this what this profession is like?" Liya carefully put away the file bag, "If you are afraid, you shouldn't be admitted to the police academy in the first place."

After saying this, she froze for a moment... Why did she get into the police academy in the first place?

Saburo Nomiya turned his eyes away, and said in a flat tone, "Are you very enlightened?"

Although for the police, it is best not to use this awareness.

Thinking of Matsuda Jinpei's mission, Riya asked Nonomiya Saburo about the E148 file while his boss was taking a short break from the computer.

"That case..." Nomiya Saburo's expression was a little subtle, "The bomb that has stopped counting down again, no one could have expected this kind of thing. But according to the survivor's description, the last words were actually to tell others to run, That boy, what a pity."

After pondering for a while, Nomiya Saburo got up and took out a document bag with a yellow label from the cabinet. After opening it, there were only three pieces of printing paper in it.

Riya Asai, who was on the sidelines, looked puzzled. He smiled softly and explained in a flat tone: "This is a fax that the General Administration will receive on November 11 every year since three years ago. It is only written in Arabic. The numbers write the numbers from three to one."

Is it just a prank, something seems wrong.Riya blinked slowly, thinking about the looming abnormality: "So..."

A thunderstorm suddenly exploded, as if it was a precursor to a heavy rain.

Saburo Nomiya looked out the window, smiled and asked, "Many people think this is just a prank, do you think so too?"

November 11th...and that countdown...

Riya's eyes lit up, and he looked back with a smile: "It's the bombing case!"

Watching the change in her expression, Saburo Nomiya raised his eyebrows, then tore off the label and sealed the document and threw it over: "Not bad, this copy is for you."

[54/72]

[Psychology test succeeded.You notice that your boss is hesitant to say anything, but he seems to want you to pass this on to someone. 】

After thinking about it for a while, Riya understood that he wanted to hand it over to Matsuda. There was no reason to hesitate about such a trivial matter.

— the dice rolled again.

[76/70]

[Inspiration check failed.You tried to follow that sudden idea just now, but the flash of inspiration has been lost in your mind. 】

After all, it was working time, and Riya quickly returned to her normal state and started to work.

Well, after all, it is an adult who wants to eat well.

Jinpei Matsuda's car is a beautiful white Mazda with a recognizable appearance.

Liya walked over at a faster pace, a little embarrassed: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

The curly-haired young man was leaning against the half-open car window, wearing sunglasses and smoking a cigarette, bowing his head and typing quickly.

She glanced sideways, a little surprised: "Send an email, it feels like typing so fast."

Matsuda Zhen didn't raise her head, and the lower half of her face exposed under the sunglasses was softened by the dim light. Because she was biting on a cigarette, her voice was muffled and muffled: "Well, my only specialty is my nimble fingers."

Seeing that the cigarette hadn't been lit for long, she asked casually, "Are you chatting with a friend?"

"Yeah," the typing movement stopped, Matsuda Jinpei squeezed the phone with one hand, and raised the corner of his lips, "But this guy didn't receive this email when it was sent."

After a short pause, he continued in his usual tone: "Because he was killed four years ago."

Riya immediately thought of it. This should be the police officer Kenji Hagiwara of the Explosion Division who died four years ago. It seems that the relationship between these two people was very good before.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy, Riya pondered for a moment, took out the document bag in the bag and handed it over: "I heard something from Mr. Nomiya when I was chatting with him today, I think you should be interested."

After sending the email, Matsuda Jinhei put away the phone, took the file bag and weighed it, was puzzled by the light weight, then took out three sheets of paper from it, and raised his eyes in surprise.

"This is a fax that has been received by the General Administration on November 11 every year since three years ago, and the content is only these few Arabic numerals." Riya Asai briefly summarized the key points.

Matsuda Jinhei sat up straight, reached out to take off his sunglasses, and stared intently at the three thin sheets of printing paper in his hand.

Soon, a sudden smile appeared on his face, his eyes sparkled, and he deduced firmly and confidently: "This must be some demolition maniac counting down... If he wants to take action, he will definitely choose that day. "

Liya leaned on the backrest, put one hand on the side of his face, and raised his eyebrows at him: "How is it, is it enough for the ride fare?"

Matsuda Jinpei nodded seriously: "Well, a hundred rides are enough."

Even the curly hair is shaking up, the joy from the heart is really contagious, Riya coughed slightly uncomfortably: "That's not necessary."

The lead is worth it.

The curly-haired youth pinched out his cigarette briskly, put away his document bag, and unconsciously had a smile on his lips when he started the car.

Due to the overcast and rainy weather, the sky was much drowsier than usual, Riya saw the wet street scene, and thought of that mission again.

It just so happened that the atmosphere was still relatively relaxed, so she asked directly: "Mr. Matsuda's reasoning ability is so powerful, it is also very suitable for the first class of search, why did you choose the explosion group?"

Matsuda Jinpei was concentrating on controlling the steering wheel, and replied casually without turning his head when he heard the words: "At that time, I was invited by the explosion department, so I directly agreed."

After passing the busy street, he murmured to himself, "But now, I really need to think about being transferred to the First Investigation Section..."

really.

Recalling the content on the panel, Riya sighed inwardly.

Judging from Matsuda Jinpei's behavior of still sending emails, that Hagiwara police officer must be his very good friend. If he wants to take revenge in person, the motivation to change jobs is very sufficient.

Then next...

"Is it the special crime investigation department?"

The curly-haired youth cast his gaze in surprise.

Asai Riya stared at the water droplets swept by the windshield wipers on the front window of the car without realizing it, and said in a brisk voice, "If you want to get in touch with such evil □□ incidents, you must think of this department at the first time."

The functions of the special criminal investigation department three: responsible for major incidents such as explosions of planes and trains, bombs, and industrial disasters.

Matsuda Jinpei withdrew his gaze, and responded lazily: "You are right."

[42/72. 】

[Psychology test succeeded.You notice that Matsuda Jinpei is more inclined to avenge his friends personally than passively waiting for news. He seems to be very interested in the special crime investigation department. 】

Riya unconsciously showed a faint smile.

Matsuda's mission description clearly stated that "it is not suitable for the investigation of the first class and the third department of rape".Then, searching other departments of Section One should be enough to meet the mission requirements.

Judging from Matsuda's own attitude, it is obvious that he is inclined to go to the special criminal investigation department that can directly contact the bombing case, and he will definitely get this matter done before November.

Just in time for the six-month deadline, isn't this a guaranteed bonus question!

What a great start.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and then they arrived at the destination quietly all the way.

Riya Asai opened the car door in a happy mood, and was immediately shaken by the cold wind: "It's raining really hard today, thank you, Mr. Matsuda."

Matsuda Jinpei responded casually, and did not get out of the car in a hurry.

Riya walked into the elevator quickly, lowered her head and looked for the keys in her bag, but before the elevator door slowly closed on its own, she heard Mazda's unique engine roar again.

Within a few seconds, the sound disappeared quickly, and one could almost imagine the scene of the beautiful Mazda speeding away.

In this kind of rainy day, he actually went racing.

It seemed that he was always ready for a big fight, and he sent a message of deterrence to the surroundings... But he agreed to give her a ride without saying anything. Isn't this much more friendly than the appearance.