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

"Matsuda-kun!"

I excitedly waved my hand towards the shadow.

After Matsuda Jinpei heard my voice, his motionless figure shook a little. He turned around slowly and waved to me.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, I knew he must be smiling.

He smiles like a silly kid every time he sees me.

I would like to thank Toto Amuro who sent me home, and then invite him and Jinpei Matsuda who came to my house for a cup of tea.

Isn't Matsuda Jinpei always interested in Toru Amuro?

It was finally time for him to wait, choosing a day would be better than bumping into it.

I turned my head, just about to pull Amuro Toru forward.

But found.

Toru Amuro was the same as last time.

Disappeared without a trace.

"This is too... elusive."

I muttered, looking around in place, puzzled.

At this moment, Matsuda Jinpei was already striding towards me. He looked at me who was spinning around in confusion, and asked:

"what happened?"

"Did you see when a blond man left? I haven't thanked him yet."

I asked Matsuda Jinpei.

He seemed thoughtful: "Blonde hair? Foreigner?"

"No." I shook my head, "It's Japanese."

"Are there so many blond-haired Japanese now?" Matsuda Jinpei seemed to chuckle slightly, but there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

He thought about it carefully, and said to me with some regret: "But it was too dark just now, and I didn't see anything."

He held my wrist carefully, and led me to walk carefully: "You don't even have a light here, it's too dark, tell you to change the apartment quickly, why don't you listen."

"Understood." I was a little perfunctory to him, "Actually, my night vision ability is quite good, and I can walk safely by myself."

But Matsuda Jinpei seemed to have completely filtered out my words, and he was still talking to himself:

"It's more convenient to install a lamp... Do you want to install a street light downstairs or something, or hurry up and find a new apartment."

I was still pulled by him helplessly, and said to him: "It's too exaggerated to move a street lamp." I reached out and turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and shook it forward, "The flashlight is so convenient."

Matsuda Jinpei: I don’t listen, I don’t listen.

Perhaps it was the aftereffect of being knocked off the back of the head by the perverted housekeeper with a wooden stick in the manor. I just took two steps when I went up the stairs, and I felt a little dizzy in front of my eyes. .

"Look!" He angrily seemed to have found some incredible evidence, "The dark stairs are so unsafe! If I'm not behind you, you'll fall down!"

I really want to say that it's not the fault of the dark corridors, it's the fault of being shot in the head with a stick, but I can't say, I want to rot this matter in my stomach, otherwise Matsuda Jinping will really kill me overnight My luggage was packed and shipped out of Mihua Town, and I was quickly transported to Mihua Town Central Hospital for a full-body scan.

That's how he made a fuss and made a fuss.

I decided to make a random topic to turn this matter over, so I quickly found a question and asked him:

"Why did you come to me suddenly today.

Could it be... Are you jealous of my paid vacation? "

Matsuda Jinpei was already very angry behind me, and he said angrily, "Do I have to find you if I have something to do?"

"It's okay, did you come to see me for tea?"

Matsuda Jinhei shook the exquisite small box in his hand: "Today, I went to dismantle the bomb on the spot. After finishing the work, I found that there is a dessert shop next door that is said to be particularly delicious."

Only then did I realize that he had been carrying a small cake box in his hand.

"It's been standing downstairs in your house for too long, so...put it in the refrigerator to be cold before eating, iced cheesecake."

Jinpei Matsuda handed the small cake box to me.

"Yeah!" I, who won the iced cheesecake, raised my hands and cheered, "Matsuda-kun is my best, best, and best friend!"

"That's not true." Even in the dark corridor, I can guess that he must have pursed his lips, with a proud look on his face.

I jumped up and down the stairs happily, and I was eager to go back to eat cakes. When I took out the key, the chain hole was not aligned several times, and I finally reached in and turned to open the door.

"Please come in, please come in." I invited Matsuda Jinpei to come in, but I took off my shoes and broke into the room first.

"You are too...to return home like an arrow." Matsuda Zhenping complained from behind.

the first thing:

I didn't even have time to put my luggage, so I put the little cake in my refrigerator first, so that I can eat it as soon as possible.

Matsuda Jinhei naturally sat down on my sofa as if he was at home, and then I heard him "hey" in doubt:

"When did you buy a painting and hang it at home? It seems that you didn't have it last time, right?"

"Painting?" I was also confused, I don't seem to have bought a painting to hang at home.

I turned around and looked in the direction Matsuda Jinpei pointed to. There was indeed a huge landscape painting hanging on the wall he was pointing at.

I've never seen it.

Big and big flowers are blooming with petals, and the branches are hung down by clusters of flowers, as if the evening wind hits outside the window, and they will tremble slightly.The pear blossoms are as white as new snow on the half of Mount Fuji, which will melt into a gurgling ice stream at your fingertips with a slight touch.

I felt the evening wind blowing my hair, and when I turned my head, the window was open to the outside, and the window frame was tapped lightly, and the curtains were gently blown by the wind.

Looking at the painting, Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help sighing, "Where did you buy it...it's so beautiful, it looks like it's worth a lot..."

I was immersed in the shock and didn't respond to him. I walked straight forward and raised a corner of the painting slightly.

A card falls out.

I picked up the card and silently read the words written on it in my heart:

Happy cooperation~

A classic small head portrait of Kaitou Kidd is also drawn below.

"What's wrong?" Matsuda Jinping leaned on the sofa, tilting his head and asked.

"No...it's nothing..." I made a small gesture behind his back, and decided to secretly put this small handwritten card written by Kaito Kidd into my precious little wallet.

After all, it is Kaito Kidd's autograph, which is very valuable.

As for the painting...it doesn't belong to me, it has a place of its own.

The painting that Kaitou Kidd sent in exchange, I can tell with my ass that it is worth a lot of money. It is really unsafe and depreciated to hang in my small broken apartment, so I have to get rid of it quickly.

But I have a plan in mind.

I love cheesecake more than famous paintings. I want to open the refrigerator every 10 minutes to see if my iced cheesecake is frozen. Matsuda Jinhei held the remote control board to change the TV program, and complained to me:

"Don't worry, the more the refrigerator door is opened, the longer it will take to ice the cake."

Hearing his words, I quietly retracted my half-stretched little hand.

"Speaking of..." Matsuda Jinhei put down the remote control panel, dragged his head with his hands, turned to look at me and asked, "It seems that you haven't sent me many photos and experiences about the vacation since the first day, yes Are you having too much fun and forgetting about me?"

I nearly choked on half the water I drank.

Yes, a one-day tour for in-depth experience of the manor murder case and a one-day tour for the manor kidnapping incident, the experience is too exciting to share with you!

I made up several reasons in my mind, and finally vetoed them all after holding back for a long time, and then spit out a word: "Yeah."

Matsuda Jinpei looked very unhappy, he pouted as if he didn't want to talk to me, and his tone was aggrieved:

"It's a pity that I brought you a delicious little cake. I waited for you downstairs for so long, but you ended up walking home with other boys..."

and many more……

Why did his words sound so strange, it sounded like I was a complete scumbag!something is wrong...

This guy Matsuda Jinpei couldn't be watching some family ethics drama at [-] o'clock secretly at home these days, so he's on top.

I was about to refute him, but found that Matsuda Jinpei had been staring at my face for a long time, before I could speak, he suddenly said:

"Your face is so red..."

He lowered his head and muttered: "No way... I just said a few words..."

Your face is very red?

I raised my hand to touch my face.

It's really hot!

But now I am calm and relaxed, and I have no other thoughts except to punch Matsuda Jinping in the face who complained about me.

I'm not right.

Subconsciously, I opened the refrigerator door again, but this time I stuck my head in to cool down.

"What are you doing?" Matsuda Jinpei stopped me subconsciously after realizing what I was going to do, "How reckless!"

He struggled to come over from the sofa, quickly put his hand on my head, and pulled me back from the refrigerator, which is a treasure of geomantic omen.

But he suddenly changed his face.

Not because of the struggle against me.After a brief moment of daze, he let go of the hand holding my head, and then pulled my wrist and dragged me to the sofa.

"Strange, why your hands are so hot."

Matsuda Jinpei seemed to feel something was wrong, he raised his hand and touched my forehead, and then it bounced off like an electric shock:

"You, you... do you have a fever!"

"Huh?" I subconsciously stood up from the sofa and hurriedly touched my forehead, it was really hot.

"Are you dizzy? Do you have a sore throat? Do you have a headache..." Matsuda Jinhei asked me a bunch of questions like a nagging old woman, and then answered to himself, "No wonder I stood on the stairs just now. Unsteady, it turned out that something was wrong at that time..."

"My head...should be dizzy..."

I felt it for a long time, and I hesitated to say it.

I thought it was because I was knocked down with a stick by the housekeeper in the manor, and the wound on the back of my head was still hurting, so it wasn't his fault.

wrong!It's still the butler's pot!

If it weren't for him, how could I get caught in the rain, and I would have a fever if I got caught in the rain, this is the iron law!

"How can you take good care of yourself like this!" Matsuda calmly walked around like ants on a hot pot.

Even though I was sick, Matsuda Jinpei scolded me as if I had done something wrong.

Maybe it was because of the fever, I felt my heart became weak, and when he babbled a few words casually, I was so wronged that I pouted.

When Matsuda Jinpei saw my blushing face, foggy eyes, pitiful fever, he should have softened his heart, and his tone softened again:

"Okay, I... I didn't mean to kill you. Look at you, how can someone be sick and unconscious."

He patted me on the head, comforted me, and continued:

"I remember when you first moved, you prepared a small medicine box. Where did you put it?"

"Oh, that's right." Before I could answer, he added, "Don't eat the cake, it's cold, and sick people can't eat it."

I let go of my strength and lay down on the sofa limply, and sat up again when I heard his words:

"No!" I said anxiously, "The illness will be cured, and the cake must be eaten."

"You can't eat these two days." Matsuda Jinhei said solemnly, "I'll buy you more cakes when you're well. Now, just lie down obediently. I'm here."

He pulled me to lie down, checked the temperature of my forehead again, and sighed bitterly:

"Look, you always put yourself in such a mess without me by your side."

"But it's all right," he said to himself, "now I'm here with you."

The author says:

Fake a shot

But it's okay, we'll meet sooner or later

The author is an extreme Shura fan!

Song Tiantian can be late, but not in vain

感谢在2022-06-0215:00:02~2022-06-0315:00:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 37 bottles of my old friend; 2 bottles of Carlotta;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?