I became a super detective after commenting on spoilers

[Don't make noise, he's sleeping——]

In just six words, it was filled with a strong aura of declaring sovereignty, and Toru Amuro and Matsuda Jin were suddenly placed side by side.

Let go of the 12.5kg dumbbell, and slam it heavily on the shock pad, making a muffled sound.

Toru Amuro held his breath in his chest, bent down and put it back on the equipment rack, and replaced it with a 15-kilogram one.

As the amount of exercise increased, his steady breathing began to become heavy, his blood flowed rapidly, and his sweat gradually secreted, soaking his vest.

There was food for two on the dining table, and Toru Amuro couldn't finish it all by himself.

He involuntarily opened the photo album of his mobile phone, and on the screen, the young man in the photo was asleep.

Amuro suppressed the idea of ​​debugging the monitor.

Going to Yokohama tomorrow morning, he thought.

//

Tsukishiro Reiji's photo was taken by Osamu Dazai to create a dark and blurred atmosphere, giving the illusion of depravity.

The more Osamu Dazai looked at it, the more satisfied he was, he uploaded the photos to his mobile phone, and finally deleted all the records.

Of course, he didn't move any of the annoying messages, and it still showed an unread status.

In the morning light, the sun shines on the retina, glowing red.

When the two woke up, Osamu Dazai realized that he shouldn't be lazy, and he had to draw the curtain anyway.

Hangover, dizziness in front of his eyes, and constant buzzing in his ears, Tsukishiro Reiji tried twice to hold himself up.

The thin quilt fell off and was wrapped around his waist. The scene outside the window was very strange. After reacting for a while, he remembered that he was not in Tokyo.

"Good morning..." As soon as Yuecheng Reiji said it, he was startled by the dull pain in his throat, and his eyes widened slightly.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched his throat, pressing gently with his fingertips, from the base of his tongue to the inside, it was swollen.

Osamu Dazai was very confused, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, and refused to get up.

Hearing the young man's voice, he reluctantly accepted the fact of "morning".

"Last night," Dazai Osamu's voice was hoarse, as if his hands were rubbing fine sandpaper.

"Yeah." Tsukishiro Reiji responded, indicating that he was listening, and said at the same time, "Dazai hasn't said good morning to me yet."

This is a strange little insistence between him and Snow Rabbit.

Hearing his hoarse voice, Osamu Dazai put down his hands, glanced at him, and let out a muffled laugh, "Morning—"

Tsukishiro Reiji was satisfied.

Osamu Dazai sat up slowly, the bandages all over his body were messed up by someone.

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't know that it was his masterpiece.

"Your cell phone is too noisy, let me explain to them that you are in Yokohama." Osamu Dazai continued.

"Hmm." Tsukishiro Reiji didn't know what Dazai Osamu's explanation meant.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it. The screen was full of unread messages, and he had a headache to reply one by one.

He took a few rolls of bandages from the drawer and handed them to Dazai, he saw that the last message came from 5 minutes ago, it was Toru Amuro.

【Are you awake? I'm in Yokohama. I'll drop by to pick you up. 】

【good. ] Reiji Tsukishiro replied.

He really felt a little sorry for making the two of them so worried.

When Reiji Tsukishiro turned his head, Osamu Dazai was taking off the bandages on his body. Ugly, crooked scars were displayed on the opponent's skin, like centipedes.

He couldn't help curling his fingers, and he didn't know what to say in a daze.

Consolation is too shallow, pity is arrogant.

Tsukishiro Reiji suddenly remembered that he didn't know Dazai's past, so he was not qualified to make irresponsible remarks.

Dazai Osamu's pupils showed a perfunctory golden color under the golden sunlight.

He turned his head to look at the young man, with loneliness and scrutiny deep in his pupils.

Simply, he didn't see sympathy from the blue pupils.

That's not overreaching, trying to save his eyes in vain.

well.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelids, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the flash of gentleness in his eyes.

Under the sun, the snow on the top of the mountain melted, and a small spring water accumulated in a small depression.

Rise into mist, soften into cloud.

"Can you help me?" Dazai asked.

Tsukishiro Reiji was surprised, he thought Dazai wanted to keep a distance.

"Of course." He said without hesitation.

He is the coward who never makes the first move and the dreamer who is the first to respond.

The bandage was not wide, Tsukishiro Reiji carefully wrapped it from the waist to the chest, and finally the neck.

When the young man's hot fingertips brushed against his waist, the muscles in Dazai Osamu's waist stiffened slightly, and he endured the discomfort.

Until the young man built a new barrier for him, from the arms to the fingertips, meticulous and beautifully wrapped.

Osamu Dazai flexed his fingers in satisfaction, bowed his head to see his impeccable sea blue pupils, and suddenly had the idea of ​​enclosing himself in the land.

Unfortunately, it can't be now... Osamu Dazai thought regretfully.

"I'm leaving." Tsukishiro Reiji completely forgot what happened after being drunk. Although his body was groggy, his mind was light.

"Thank you Dazai last night." He thanked earnestly, although he didn't know what he was thanking.

puff,

Osamu Dazai suppressed a smile and accepted his thanks.

I just hope the truth comes to light, and the young people don't want to find themselves angry.

Tsukishiro Reiji left Dazai Osamu's apartment, and walked along the long river in front of the door.

He didn't tell Amuro Toru where he was.

As long as a man thinks, he can always know.

The engine roared.

Tsukishiro Reiji looked up, a biker with broad shoulders and narrow waist, bound in a thick and tight racing suit.

Super cool!

Reiji Tsukishiro looked over enviously, the motorcycle is an eternal romance, so exciting!

Seemingly noticing him, the locomotive stopped beside Tsukishiro Reiji, and he slightly opened his eyes.

The visitor took off his helmet, and his golden hair broke free from the cage, raised proudly, and fell down very docilely.

Seeing the young man staring at him without blinking, Toru Amuro curled his lips slightly, and raised his hand to cover him with the helmet.

"Get in the car." Toru Amuro raised his chin.

"Well, good." Tsukishiro Reiji faintly became excited.

Thinking that he should sit in the back seat, he consciously walked behind the man, but Toru Amuro stopped him and pulled him in front of him.

"Can't you see it?" He held the oversized helmet with one hand, adjusted the goggles, and the voice came out of the helmet muffled.

Amuro smiled lightly, and rested his chin lightly on the top of the young man's head.

He started the engine, pressed his upper body down, and forced the young man to lie on the locomotive.

"What do you say?"

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It's just a little taller, what's there to be proud of!

Tsukishiro Reiji felt ridiculed.

The whole person was surrounded by the man's breath, and his back was tightly pressed against the opponent's abdomen. He moved uncomfortably, but was held down by Amuro Toru with one hand.

Tsukishiro Reiji heard the man's lowered voice: "Don't move around."

He had to get as low as possible to give the opponent space.

The oncoming wind blows away the chaos of the hangover.

Toru Amuro's muscles were tense, his whole body was stiff, and the arm holding the handlebar was tightly wrapped around him.

I always feel that Toru Amuro is different today.

Tsukishiro Reiji frowned and thought, as if he was more gentle, not the pretended one...

Could it be the side of Yu Gu Ling?

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't know, he only knew that getting along with Toru Amuro was more comfortable.

[Sisters!This body shape is better than me! ! ! ]

[Cu, really, the little detective is completely nestled in Bourbon's arms, and he can't see it from behind. ]

[Help, this position is the rear... (wipes the nosebleed wildly)

#1: Sisters, the naked version has been drawn by a wife! ! !Go and see it! ! !

#2: Grass, I saw it, Reiji, tip of tongue, pupils turned up, who knows!Bourbon endured according to his expression, shashaha.

#3: Translate for the sisters, the little detective in Tuli is so exposed that he can't speak.

#4: That’s why CP’s name is Tou (verb) Yuehahahaha. ]

[Why is Toru Amuro so strong today? ? (like 3w)

#1: Touzi learned how to be seduced by beauty.

#2: nonono, was stimulated, turned the offensive. ]

Reiji Tsukishiro's head was filled with question marks as he watched the radio-system communication like a riddle in the comments.

It didn't look like something related to the plot, he guessed it was the audience's pink filter again.

The last comment gave Tsukishiro Reiji new inspiration.

Yes, Toru Amuro finally lost his cautious feeling today.

Instead of deliberately catering to my own rhythm and being awkwardly parallel to him, I communicate more naturally.

That's fine.

"Narugo Muku came to look for you yesterday." Toru Amuro leaned his neck against him, his deep voice drilled into Reiji Tsukishiro's brain through air and bone conduction at the same time.

When mentioning last night, a dark color flashed in Amuro Toru's eyes.

When he received the young man today, his shirt was wrinkled, his face was flushed with a hangover, as if he had just slipped out from under the skirt of some girl, and his whole body was charming.

However, the pupils of the young man looking over were bright and penetrating, like dewdrops reflecting sunlight.

Make people speechless.

"How is Muku?" Hearing that he missed the girl's visit, Tsukishiro Reiji felt annoyed.

After he was discharged from the hospital, Ming Piaoling was very attached to him, calling him every day.

The girl has a quiet personality, but she will try to describe what happened today to him slowly and sentence by sentence.

"Akira Naruto took her to see a psychiatrist, and she is recovering very well. Muku stayed—" Toru Amuro curled his lips, "I want an autograph for a manga."

"What do you think? Teacher Huajiang?"

[Teacher and student play?It is said that Toru Amuro will worship Mori Kogoro as his teacher in the later stage, right?It's better to be a little detective. (Like 1w)

#1: The idea of ​​sisters is very good! ]

The man's deep voice was filled with a smile, causing Tsukishiro Reiji to feel ashamed.

No wonder Muling glanced at him several times that day. Did the other party already know that he was Yuezi Huajiang? !

In an instant, countless words flashed through Tsukishiro Reiji's mind.

#惊，The famous detective manga artist secretly draws girls manga! #

#高冷探探人设货洞活#

……

The society is dead, the super big society is dead!

"Musuk probably doesn't know..." Reiji Tsukishiro struggled.

"Akito Naruhiko is a criminal police officer of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. He is young and promising, and he is about to be promoted." Toru Amuro explained, "But he is currently considering resigning and starting a detective agency."

So the detective took off his vest again...

Tsukishiro Reiji despaired of this world full of detectives.

[Ming Piaoqiuren... I remember that the Metropolitan Police Department seems to be developing some kind of "Wu Xiang Nu" system, which captures the murderer's killing particles and enters the dream to solve the case-very high-tech.

#1: I know that dreams are called "wells", which were researched later, but they can't be used on a large scale.It is a pioneer experiment.

#2: You can only enter the "well" after killing someone. This time Ming Piaoqiu didn't kill the one-on-one, so there is no way to enter "Wang Xiang Nu", then...

#3: No idea which hapless detective was caught as a labor force. ]

Killing particles, the subconscious of the murderer?Why does it sound like Inception.

Tsukishiro Reiji frowned.

It turns out that the technology tree of this world has reached this level?

But if you think about it carefully, the winery is all about immortality, so it's okay to sneak into the dreamland?

"Here we are." Toru Amuro said.

The locomotive slowly stopped under the apartment building, next to an unremarkable car.

Amuro tapped his helmet with his fingers.

Tsukishiro Reiji propped up his upper body from the motorcycle, took off his helmet and shook his head.

Silver hair was messy sticking to the side of his face.

Tsukishiro Reiji caught a glimpse of someone in the car from the corner of his eye, and the curly black hair seemed familiar.

He turned his head and met Matsuda Jinhei in the driver's seat.

……

Oops!Reiji Tsukishiro turned pale with shock.

Matsuda Jinpei's car was scratched two days ago, so today he is not driving a Mazda rx7, but Hagiwara Kenji's car.

So neither Tsukishiro Reiji nor Amuro Toru noticed!

He turned his head sharply to look at Toru Amuro.

"Why, can't you come down?" Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and teased, "It's not impossible to hold you down..."

Click, and the door opens.

Toru Amuro turned his head and met Jinpei Matsuda's eyes.

[Why am I clearly off-screen, but my toes are digging the ground ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

[Rival is my friend.jpg]

[Fireproof and anti-theft anti-brothers. ]

silence.

dead silent.

Reiji Tsukishiro consciously ignored Toru Amuro's outstretched hand, and climbed off the motorcycle lightly.

Matsuda Jinpei twitched the corner of his mouth, so there were zero people present that day.

The person in front of him was not quite the same as Jiang Gu Ling in his memory.

"れ (zero)——"

Hearing Matsuda Jinpei speak, Tsukishiro Reiji quickly interrupted: "Jinpei."

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and saw the young man's silver hair messed up by the wind. He couldn't help frowning, "Are you going to mine? How did you make yourself into such a virtue?"

[Give Matsuda a little hint, if you can't speak, you don't have to. ]

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[Toru Amuro: I'll just say what you mean. ]

"...You just went to mine." Tsukishiro Reiji gave him an annoyed look.

He didn't look much better, his natural curly hair was tangled up, and his suit was wrinkled.

He took a deep breath, and reluctantly continued, "Let me introduce, this is Toru Amuro."

"Oh, Toru Amuro, then I'm Matsuda Jinpei—" Matsuda Jinpei answered casually.

Wait, Toru Amuro!

"It turns out that the other person in the discussion group last night was you." Matsuda Jinhei looked at his friend with more subtle eyes.

[Toru Amuro: Don't look at me, I don't exist. ]

[Bourbon: Although I saved the photos, I didn't use cat expression packs in front of my rivals. ]

Toru Amuro silently looked away and didn't speak.

He looked at his nervous friend as always, and thought: Doesn't Zhenping feel that the scene is embarrassing?

"What discussion group?" Tsukishiro Reiji looked up at the two of them, asked curiously, and successfully diverted the artillery fire.

"..."

The scene of being provoked last night is vivid.

In an instant, both pairs of eyes narrowed slightly at the same time, looking at the young man.

Amuro took the helmet from the young man's hand.

"You can put aside the matter about me first, I think it is necessary to understand first, last night," what happened——

"Whose bed did you sleep in last night!" Matsuda Jinpei straightened his messy silver hair and snorted coldly.

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Jianggu · undercover for two years · accustomed to beating around the bush · zero, casting bewildering glances at his friends.

As expected of you, Zhenping.