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

The first search came a little later than Liya expected, and there were more people.

But thinking about the bombing incident this time, it happened in Mihua Central Hospital. Even if she arrived early and quickly notified the hospital to start evacuation, it would not be easy for so many medical staff, patients, family members, and employees to transfer.

Not to mention there are critically ill patients who cannot move and the situation during surgery. In short, if it is not handled well, it will definitely become the headline of the news.

But now that it has been resolved, everyone can bring it up in a relaxed tone.

After roughly explaining the previous situation, the rapists of the third department stayed behind and waited for Nakata Taiki, who was sent for treatment, to wake up and deal with the follow-up case—in fact, this is the scope of responsibility of the third department—and they were able to get away.

But when she went downstairs, Liya received a call from the police chief, so when Matsuda Jinpei went to find Datehang, she simply explained the current situation in the communication.

"...Really, as long as someone catches it."

Lowering the brim of his hat, the young man with light blond hair blended harmoniously into the crowd, casually pressing the Bluetooth headset with one hand, and teased lightly: "Now you should be able to rest assured."

"I also saw the arrested prisoner." As if remembering something, Fugu Rei suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud, "That guy Matsuda, he's really ruthless... although I also want to say that he played well. "

In fact, he was very restrained. If Riya had a gun at the time, he would never let the prisoner stand up.

...But if you say this, you will definitely cause trouble.

For the sake of his boss's mental health, Liya consciously suppressed some unlawful thoughts, agreed with a smile, and then asked another topic: "Mr. Furuya, is this a joint operation between the Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department? "

"I will tell Fengjian after the case is discussed between the two parties. You don't need to participate." After thinking for a while, Jiang Guling quickly sorted out the clear boundaries in his mind, "Remember to write the mission report normally."

Understood, as expected, the office of the fifth department is the undercover agent of the police department in the criminal department.

Since she doesn't have to be in charge of contacting, except for the necessary but not so urgent transcript, it seems that this incident will end here, but after thinking about it, she decided to go to the Metropolitan Police Department again.

She was originally on a rotation break today, so she could be regarded as a voluntary police officer. Isn't it worth an extended vacation reward?

"Squad leader Date, are you going to transfer to the first investigation class?"

Biting his cigarette, Matsuda Jinhei quickly sent an email, curiously asking about the same period of the unexpected reunion today.

"Yeah," Itahang smiled cheerfully, habitually holding a toothpick in his mouth, "I should be working here in the future, but I was really shocked when I first saw you."

Unlike the two who disappeared at the same time, they are also working in Tokyo in addition to busy work and life, and the two of them can still find time to get together from time to time.

But the sudden meeting was still quite surprising.

"How does it feel to transfer from the Explosive Division to the First Search Division?" Itahang asked directly.

"It's more interesting than I imagined, and I've done everything I wanted to do." The curly-haired youth answered smoothly.

Noticing the slender figure approaching, he pinched out the cigarette, and naturally reached out to the side to help open the door: "Speaking of which, Squad Leader Date, do you and Natalie plan to get married yet?"

"I'm worried that mentioning the meeting now will put her under pressure," Date Airlines sighed in distress, but soon smiled and greeted the new passenger, "Yo, it's the first time we meet, just call me Date, Matsuda This guy should have mentioned me, right?"

"Ah, hello, I'm Riya Asai, please call me whatever you want."

Unexpectedly, the rough-looking person was unexpectedly kind, Riya was stunned for a moment, and responded hastily.

"Don't be nervous, the monitor is easy to get along with."

Feeling her wrist being gently pinched, she saw the corners of the curly-haired young man's lips slightly raised in a blink of an eye, but she didn't want to appreciate it at all... How could she tell that she was nervous.

Seeing the whole process from the rearview mirror inside the car, Datehang couldn't help laughing: "You two seem to be in a good relationship. How do you think about getting married?"

"I really don't know if the timing is good enough now, any suggestions?"

At a loss for a moment, Riya was a little at a loss as to how to respond, and felt that the palm was being held... It was just the right amount of force that was neither light nor heavy but could not break free.

Satisfied with the feeling that she was holding it back quietly, and put away the sunglasses casually, Matsuda responded casually with a smile in his voice: "If you are worried that the marriage request is too abrupt, how about trying to get engaged first?"

"Ah?" Date Hang was stunned for a moment, but it wasn't just because of his suggestion.

"It's so strange." Holding the steering wheel, the mature-looking young man with thick eyebrows stroked his stubbled chin, feeling a little emotional, "That's what that fellow Jianggu said when he contacted me during this period of time."

Originally, he was just wondering whether it would be too abrupt, but since he received the same suggestion in succession, Date Airlines made a quick decision after thinking about it for a while.

"It would be too indecisive to hesitate any longer. I will seriously consider it... just wait for my invitation, you guys."

"I will definitely go." Matsuda Jinpei agreed without thinking.

There's nothing to hesitate about. After thinking about it for a few seconds, Riya also nodded without objection.

……

As a result, when he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, he found that his immediate boss seemed to be summoned by the police again, so Liya had to temporarily help him deal with the remaining documents for the day.

By the way, I also helped Date Airlines, who transferred today, quickly complete the required procedures.

Of course, it was not without gains. She successfully extended her rest day and could return to work the day after tomorrow.

That being the case, the two who got off work at the same time simply ate outside before going back.

"...Although the result was not bad, it was too risky to suddenly talk about negotiating at that time."

While opening the door, Matsuda Jinpei recalled the scene where she suddenly appeared to break the confrontation in the afternoon, and inevitably felt lingering fear.

"It's okay." Riya took the lead to enter the door, and Riya was distracted talking to him, and nestled in the habitual position with ease, "The suspect himself was not in a hurry to detonate, in fact, the tendency to negotiate has already shown."

After thinking for a few seconds, she continued.

"I think there are other reasons for this. Judging by his words and deeds later, he probably misunderstood the police's ability to disarm explosives, so it gave us room to maneuver."

But seeing the curly-haired youth close the door and turn to the refrigerator, she immediately shifted her attention and said, "I want a glass of orange juice."

"Understood... Obviously I have to drink this every time, so there is no need to emphasize it at all."

He responded lazily, but when Matsuda Jinhei opened the door of the refrigerator, he suddenly discovered a serious problem.

—I ran out of orange juice yesterday.

Hearing nothing, Liya couldn't help getting up in doubt, went over to check the situation, and was also stunned for a moment: "Is it gone..."

It shouldn't be, according to the plan, this box can last until tomorrow.

"Do you want to go down and buy it now?" the curly-haired youth said as he was about to close the cabinet door, but was stopped in time.

In fact, there should be one next door, but she doesn't think so much about going there now, so she just stood a little forward: "... Let's change our taste today."

Having said that, at first glance, anything but beer is milk.

——But drinking milk at night is too immature, Riya skipped the option without even thinking about it.

Sighing slightly, she was about to reach out to take off the body of the can, but the moment her fingers touched it, she was stunned by the familiar box she suddenly glimpsed: "You kept that here."

"Huh?" Following her gaze, Matsuda Jinping quickly found the person she was pointing at, and explained casually, "Didn't it be warmed up two days ago? Outside."

"...There is no need to treat it so solemnly."

Raising his hand to take off the wine box, Riya took a few glances and suggested with great interest: "Let's taste this today."

With belated awareness, she realized that her boyfriend really seemed to be planning to keep the bottle of brandy that was given away carefully.

Fortunately, as an adult male, Matsuda Jinpei would sometimes have a drink by himself, so he wouldn't go out and buy a bottle opener.

Watching the bright yellow liquor fall into the cups respectively, Riya was not in a hurry to drink first, but silently watched the curly-haired young man shake the cup slightly, and then took a sip slowly.

From the look on her face, there was no change. She held back for a moment, but still couldn't help asking: "Is there nothing you want to say?"

"Do you feel it... very smooth taste, a little sweet." After waiting patiently for half a minute, Matsuda Jinpei gave his feedback seriously.

Although she didn't remember drinking alcohol, she somehow felt that her drinking capacity was not bad.

Although I don't know where this confidence comes from, since the other party gave a good evaluation, Riya took a sip dubiously.

The warm and cool liquid, the moment it enters the mouth, the slightly spicy and sweet taste permeates quickly. After swallowing it almost subconsciously, the heat that seems to burn the blood is ignited from the stomach, and it quickly disappears.

"..."

Inhaling lightly, she calmly put down her wine glass and nodded calmly: "Fortunately, it's easier to accept than I imagined."

"Really?" Matsuda Zhenhei forced himself to hold back his smile as he stared into her unconscious eyes, and nodded thoughtfully, "I thought I was the only one who liked this kind of taste."

"However, when tasting wine, you usually have to drink the whole glass, right?"

"Is that so?" Responding, glanced at the wine glass, Riya had no intention of continuing, and explained solemnly, "I think drinking in private can actually be as you like."

"...Are you going to be drunk?" The casual but surprised tone was inexplicably irritating.

"how come!"

Feeling that her dignity was being challenged, she held the wine glass again, pretending to be indifferent, and made up her mind: "I can drink very well."

This is not a lie, although the taste of alcohol is a bit irritating, Riya can clearly feel it, which did not affect her sobriety at all, and the burning sensation of blood at the beginning was just a flash, like a phantom.

But the wine glass that had been brought to his lips was snatched away by life.

Before she could protest, the soft and cool touch replaced the cold glass rim.

"...I don't need to prove this." A smile couldn't help flowing out of the dark eyes, and the curly-haired young man vaguely apologized to her amidst the intermittent grin, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

However, this little alcohol was not enough to shake his willpower, and before the delicate balance was about to slide to one end, he stopped the contact in time.

Slightly lowering his head, amidst the active and warm pulse beating on the side of his neck, Matsuda calmed down and breathed quietly, and his voice subconsciously softened: "It seems a little drunk."

"It's okay, the wine tastes really good." As if affected by the elusive strange atmosphere in the air, she also responded in a low voice.

When the arms are tightened, it can't help but feel a little locked, but at this moment, there is no thought of struggling, just relax and deliver the weight, and at the same time diverge thoughts absent-mindedly.

But the air seemed thinner.

After thinking for a while, with some uncertainty, she dragged out the words: "...don't continue."

"Huh?" As if the reaction was too late, the monotone doubtful response.

But in the next moment, doubts turned into surprise, and his warm fingertips gently rubbed against the side of her face, and he whispered soothingly, "You don't have to force it."

"Continue." After thinking for a while, Riya decisively shortened the distance, and made a decision in a more straightforward way.

So we tasted the wine more deeply together.

……

When she pulled her hand to help open the door, in the temporarily cooled air, she suddenly realized: "The key seems to have fallen under the table just now."

That's right, it was thrown off the sofa with the coat and the phone.

"Focus on it." Thinking casually like this, he put her down gently, and the curly-haired youth slightly increased the strength of the tip of his teeth, and brought back his diverted attention.

"Otherwise, I'll be angry too..."