The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

Gin still had no expression on his face, but I think his expression was serious enough to drip water.

Vodka, who was wearing sunglasses in front of him, also turned his face, but there was only one expression on his face not covered by the sunglasses, and that was:

Wild.

Seeing me standing blankly by the side of the road with my back turned to him, Matsuda Jinpei gradually stopped and called me tentatively, "Riko..."

His confession to me just now is still echoing in my ears. Unless the untimely appearance of Gin is deaf, I must have heard Matsuda Jinpei's words "I like you so much."

Maybe under his expressionless face, he was also secretly shouting in his heart: Wild baby.

But the expressionless Gin just turned his face slightly and glanced at me, saying:

"You didn't kill him because of this?"

He sneered, and I felt that in the next second, his ber/lay/tower was going to be taken out and hit my forehead, and I immediately flew out to splatter blood on the spot, so I could dig three feet into the ground and bury myself tonight.

"I gave you a chance." He said coldly.

After a while, he seemed to be disgusted and added another sentence: "What can he give you?"

I really want to refute him, saying that it is much better than you, a capitalist who only knows how to issue tasks and squeeze employees. You only give me countless jobs and troubles.

But people are under the eaves, I have to bow my head, I am afraid that the next second the gin will be just vodka driving a Porsche to kill me, and I will be hung on the Tokyo Tower for three days to show the public.

I quickly turned my back, but my head was still lowered, I didn't dare to look at Matsuda Jinpei's face.

At the moment I stand between Gin and Matsuda Jinpei, both eagerly awaiting my reply.

Qin Jiu's vicious eyes were silently scratching my back, almost poking a big hole, he was silently forcing me to do it quickly.If his eyes are a pair of invisible hands, at this moment, these hands have already strangled my throat, and they are tightening bit by bit.

I took out the wooden box in my hand and slowly raised it up, aiming at the heart of the person in front of me.

Matsuda Zhenping was stunned. He was silent for a while, as if he understood my situation at the moment, he murmured:

"So you came to me today because of this..."

Then he hurried down from the stairs of the apartment to watch the lively Kenji Hagiwara. Halfway up the stairs, he was stunned when he saw this scene, but he seemed to have not understood the situation at the moment, so shocked that he blinked wildly, confused To persuade:

"Wait—if it's a refusal, then there's no need to make such a fuss, right? Has everyone's refusal to express their confession has evolved to the point of using knives and guns? Calm down!"

And Gin was still behind my back, thinking that the matter was not big enough, and continued to push:

"Malvaisa, your speed of opening wooden bins is top-notch in the organization, but now it has degraded to slow like a dog crawling? It seems that your loyalty to the organization is really not enough..."

My finger was gradually attached to the trigger, but Matsuda Jinpei was still smiling.

He said: "If opening a wooden warehouse can make you change your mind, I am willing to take this wooden warehouse."

I scolded him a dozen times in my heart for being an idiot, how could such a thing be used as a bet for a change of heart!

And Gin is still watching me like a demon behind me, maybe his Bo/Le/Ta has already aimed at my heart, and every minute and every second I hesitate is the countdown of my life.

I said silently in my heart: "I'm sorry."

I closed my eyes tightly, exhausted the fastest speed in my life, and pulled the trigger.

……

I quickly turned around and opened a wooden warehouse in the direction of the gin.

He just dropped the car window to talk to me, so he gave me a chance.

Bullets can be ingested into the car without barriers.

But unfortunately, even though I turned around and opened the wooden warehouse extremely fast, Gin still turned his head one step ahead of time by relying on his judgment of my body turning.

The bullet grazed his cheek and hit the cushion behind him, denting it in a round spot.

When the surrounding crowd heard the sound of the wooden warehouse, they immediately screamed and began to flee in disorder.

I heard Gin curse in a low voice, gouged me out, and quickly slapped the seat and roared to make Vodka drive away quickly.

But before I could fill up the second wooden warehouse, a cold light hit.

A silver bullet pierced through my raised long hair, followed by the first bullet I fired, and came through the air at a biphasic front and rear speed, aiming directly at the position where Gin turned his head.

The bullet predicted the position of the gin.

Although the coordination was perfect, Gin still caught the silver lightning from the corner of his eye, and his body made a dodging movement one step further than his mind.

He ducked.

But with the foreshadowing of my first wooden warehouse, he couldn't make a lot of evasive actions in the narrow space inside the car in a short interval.

A second bullet pierced his shoulder.

Gin just snorted coldly, as if the bullet was just tickling his shoulder indistinctly.

Blood quickly stained the cushion.

The car window was closed, and he showed a pair of eyes that were about to overflow with hatred from the narrower and narrower gap, and as far as his eyes could reach, Akai Shuichi quickly put away his sniper rifle wooden compartment, knitted hat disappeared on the roof.

The Porsche made the sound of the starting cylinder vibrating, and drove away from the scene in a cloud of dust.

He wants to escape, but we won't give him the chance.

I quickly put away my hand wooden bin, turned and headed straight for my car.

And Matsuda Jinpei also hurriedly followed my pace, he said to me tightly:

"I'll chase after you."

At this time, I didn't care to dissuade him. He has been completely involved in this turmoil, and he can't get out just like me.

I just turned my head and glanced at him, and threw a pure black helmet at him from a distance.

"Wait..." He took the helmet and said hesitantly, "You don't want to drive your old small battery car to chase Porsche..."

I gave him a speechless look, stepped on the heavy locomotive that Belmode lent me a few days ago, and tied a handsome helmet on my head.

"If you don't sit up, I will drive away by myself." I said to him coldly.

Matsuda Jinpei quickly put the black helmet on his head, sat on my back seat, and carefully put his arms around my shoulders.

"Sit still."

I arched my waist and twisted the accelerator, the engine of the locomotive made a rumbling sound, and it rushed out like an arrow off the string, closely following the route of the Porsche.

Akai Shuichi over there also put away his sniper rifle wooden warehouse, got into the car and caught up with Gin Jiu's escape route.

If you miss this good opportunity, maybe you won't have the chance to catch him next time.

Sitting on the back seat of my motorcycle, Matsuda Jinpei still asked me without giving up:

"You haven't answered me just now...I'm in your heart...I'm not an annoying guy."

My ears are filled with the sound of wind whizzing by at high speed. Matsuda Jinpei's voice stayed in my ears intermittently for a short time before being carried away by the extremely fast wind.

My whole body and mind are still staring at the front trying to shake off my Porsche, and all the muscles in my body are tense:

"Can't you let this question go first and ask me next time!"

Matsuda Jinpei didn't seem to hear my answer, he replied loudly behind me:

"You~say~what~what!"

"I said!" I took a deep breath and responded loudly: "I said you will ask me next time!!"

Matsuda Jinpei let out an aggrieved "Oh", and then went silent for a long time before adding:

"Then you mustn't leave me alone. It took me a long time to cheer myself up before I got up the courage to say it."

"Courage?" I snorted coldly, "Although I made an agreement with Akai Shuo early on, are you really not afraid that I will open a wooden barn and beat you? You are too big-hearted."

"You won't." His voice was extraordinarily firm in the howling wind.

"How do you know that I can't." I said with a little temper, "I was a killer who was trained by the organization since I was a child. How do you know that I am not a cold-blooded person who will kill you for my own safety."

"But you are the girl I like." His voice from the back seat came intermittently to the front, "You will never open the wooden warehouse, even if you press the trigger, it is because you want to protect yourself , it doesn't matter if I take a bullet."

It may be that the wind is too strong, and my eyes are a little sour.

My murmur dies in the wind, and I say:

"idiot."

I accelerated sharply and overtook several cars in front of me. The sudden push back made Matsuda Zhenhei in the back seat tremble, and quickly hugged my waist, barely preventing myself from falling off the car.

"Fortunately, I'm excited, otherwise I'd fall." Matsuda breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually let go of my waist, and put it on my shoulder again.

"Do you only hug me when you're accelerating?"

I said something out of nowhere.

He was taken aback for a moment, and said blankly:

"Is it okay when you don't speed up?"

I called him an idiot again, and this time he heard it clearly.

But he said happily: "You call me a big fool, I heard it!"

After the big idiot happily finished speaking, he quickly put me off my shoulders, put it on my waist carefully, and said carefully:

"In this case, no matter how much you drive, you won't be afraid of me falling..."

Before he finished speaking, I suddenly came to a sudden stop, and his chin accidentally hit my helmet.

With the protection of the helmet, I didn't feel the pain, but his jaw should hurt.But he didn't care about his chin at all, and he has already completed a series of actions such as patting my helmet super quickly, blowing air on my head, and asking me "does anything hurt?"

But I didn't have time to respond to him, because the Porsche in front stopped suddenly.

To be precise, someone stopped him.

Toru Amuro's Mazda appeared out of thin air from an unknown alley with a superb other car technique, and got stuck in front of Gin's Porsche, blocking his way.

In terms of drag racing, Toru Amuro is invincible on the road, and Vodka can only admit defeat obediently.

But unexpectedly, the Porsche quickly started again after a brief slam on the brakes.

Matsuda Jinping frowned, and said seriously: "It's not like he wants to force his way in."

"If I was driving a motorcycle, he would have forced his way in, but Amuro would have driven his Mazda, Gin would probably not have done so." I calmly analyzed.

Sure enough, the Porsche suddenly backed up for a while, then accelerated suddenly, turned a large 90-degree corner and galloped away in the other direction.

I had already had a hunch and turned a corner to follow.

The author says:

Gin: I raised you so much that you turned out to be a traitor again!Have I fallen into the den of traitors!

Song Tiantian: Beauty is beauty.

My wife took me for a drive, so happy~

Akai Shuichi on the rooftop: At the appointed time, what are they doing chattering about? Do you have to arrange a scene before the fight? (watching with gusto)?