What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"Feng!" At the school gate, Ming Piaoling rushed over and jumped on Feng, "I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"It's okay..." In fact, it was only about two or three days, and they would still contact each other on Le at night.

Feng tore off the girl sticking to him, "By the way, today I want to introduce you to my new classmate."

Behind her are Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji.

"Ah, it's Hagiwara-kun." Unexpectedly, Muku greeted Hagiwara very familiarly.

"You know it."

"Come on, almost all the girls in the police academy know Hagiwara-kun, okay? What about the other one?"

Mu Ling pursed his lips and looked at another boy with curly hair. There was a piece of tape on his face, and there were tears from yawning in the corner of his eyes.

"Well, this is Matsuda Jinpei." Feng thought for a while, "The boxing level is good, but the ability to stab Louzi is also first-class."

"Who would introduce others like that!" Matsuda pressed his neck uncomfortably.

"I know you!" Muku clasped his hands together, "You were the one standing next to Nakamura at the opening ceremony."

"Who is Nakamura?"

"Feng, don't you even remember this?" Muling jumped up and slapped Feng on the head, "It's that little crewhead who spread rumors at the opening ceremony! He's the one who always speaks ill of you behind your back."

"There is still such a person?" Hagiwara was also interested, "Can you tell me in detail."

Although they have different destinations, they all go to the same subway station, so they chose to go together on this section of the road.

Seeing Muku who was chatting happily with Hagiwara in front, Kaede and Matsuda unknowingly fell behind.

"You seem to be very used to this." Feng touched Matsuda with his arm.

"No way, Hagi has always been good at dealing with people." Matsuda yawned, he would become lazy when the holidays came.

"Then say goodbye here," Hagiwara and Muku waved, "I hope we can continue chatting next time."

"No problem at all!" Muku grinned almost to the ear, "If you want to know anything in the future, Hagiwara-san just ask me!"

"Ah, Kaede! You are here." It wasn't until Hagiwara's figure disappeared at the subway station that she looked left and right to find someone, and was startled by Kaede standing silently behind her.

"It scared me to death." She patted her chest with lingering fear.

"Because you don't pay attention to me at all." Feng said quietly.

"No way," Liang Cai refused to admit that he was too obsessed with gossip, and completely forgot about his childhood, puffing up one cheek, "I'm exchanging information!"

Tokyo on weekends is full of people, people, people, Shibuya hot girls are in groups, and occasionally you can see unscrupulous boys wearing "Yelu Death Bitterness" coats under street lamps.

"I feel that since Feng and your generation of bad people quit, the bad things in Tokyo have been reduced a lot, and the bosozoku have basically disappeared."

Mulu's observation skills are very good. She glanced at it from the corner of her eye and got a basic understanding of the street.

"Maybe it's the same reason that prosperity must decline..." Feng looked at the teenagers at the head of the plane with some novelty, "I cut off contact with the bad world because of the exam. Now everyone should have found a new life."

Both Feng and Mu are not frequent shoppers, and they got bored after a short walk in the bustling commercial street.

Famous shops and desserts have long queues. Feng’s main purpose of coming here today—the hot and spicy ramen challenge has been postponed to the evening. If it hadn’t been for a week in the police academy, the two of them would never have chosen to meet each other. The commercial street is full of people coming and going.

"Let's go to the motorcycle shop," Muku suggested. "Feng's Ducati isn't stored in the shop anymore. Let's go and have a look."

As a girl who is a bit rebellious, but generally obeys her parents, she has been envious of Feng's handsome motorcycle for a long time.

"Okay," Feng turned on the navigation, "If you walk over, it will only take about 10 minutes."

"It's faster if you run!" Lu pulled Feng and ran, "I know a place where no one passes by, so it's good to go for a drive!"

"Handsome... handsome!"

Matsuda pressed against the glass of the window, drooling.

"Is it Ducati? When did this store have such a powerful motorcycle!"

"Hagi, look!" He pulled Faxiao's arm, Hagiwara Kenji didn't struggle, no one else, just because he was also shocked by this domineering motorcycle.

"This smooth curve, this classic aviation gray, unique side panel design, carbon fiber components and s-version daytime running lights!"

"I saw it..."

Kenji Hagiwara, who owns a car repair shop at home, has never seen a good car, but, but!This is Ducati's latest motorcycle this year!

A conservative estimate is about 400 million yen...

"It's Hagiwara and Matsuda." At this time, the store manager came out, and he picked up a towel beside him to wipe off the oil on his hands, "I thought you would definitely keep an eye on this car, how about it? The police Is school going well?"

"Well, that's it." Matsuda replied intently, "Uncle, where did you get this car? Why didn't I know that you suddenly invested so much money?"

"Hahaha, this car doesn't belong to me," the uncle who smelled of motor oil stepped forward and patted Matsuda on the shoulder vigorously. "This is a car that a customer keeps in my place for maintenance and repair."

He carefully caressed the shell of the locomotive, similar to touching a piece of tofu.

Immediately, the image of a rich son appeared in Matsuda's mind, and he was the kind who throws money casually and discards things after getting them.

"But the owner of this car is a beautiful lady!"

The uncle withdrew his hand reluctantly, and smiled narrowly at the two of them, "I heard that she also went to the police academy, maybe you guys still know each other."

"Huh?" Matsuda opened his mouth wide, "Girl?!"

The image of the rich boy was shattered, replaced by a chaotic and unknown darkness, what kind of girl would ride such a violent motorcycle!

"It must be a woman who is just like a man... that kind of feeling of 1.8 meters tall and full of muscles."

He thought about it, and suddenly a drop of sweat slid down his forehead. Although he was not 1.8 meters tall, there was a girl in the police academy who seemed to be...

Hagiwara tugged at the corner of his clothes and pointed outside.

"I'm really sorry that I don't have 1.8 meters."

As soon as Feng entered the door, she heard Matsuda chanting, and just happened to poke her sore foot.

Although she usually pays attention to training and diet, but... she still can't develop muscles, and when her arms are stretched out, there is a thin white strip, and she will even be recommended as a newcomer in the club for the annual card.

"Hagiwara-san, we meet again."

Muku poked his head out from behind Feng, and greeted Hagiwara with a smile.

"Wow!" Matsuda jumped up in shock, "When did you arrive... No, this motorcycle is actually yours!"

He hissed.

"I didn't expect, Yamamura-san," he raised his eyebrows, "you are actually a rich man."

He glanced at Feng's plain sports jacket and jeans again, and felt that his observation skills were not so bad that he couldn't even notice such trivial things. Could it be that Feng usually covered it up too well?

"It's just a few rich relatives." Feng stepped forward and adjusted the height of the seat. "This is a college gift from one of my aunts."

"Hey, that's great."

Looking at the obvious desire in Matsuda's eyes, Feng squeezed his chin, "Do you want to try?"

"Well, ah!" Matsuda's voice suddenly increased, "Is it really possible!"

"Of course." Feng patted the front of the locomotive casually under the sad eyes of several men, "Of course I am the master of my car."

"I can lead Luou, a place suitable for starting the car without disturbing everyone."

Muku had already obtained the helmet from the owner of the motorcycle shop, and Hagiwara also drove his own motorcycle from the warehouse behind.

"That's right, it's a rare opportunity, we can go together," he blinked at Feng naturally, "If possible, how about letting me see the charm of Ducati, Mr. Yamamura?"

"of course can."

Although knowing that this is Hagiwara's common way to treat girls, Feng still laughed.

"Is this the place you said was suitable for a ride?"

Feng pushed the helmet back, revealing a small chin.

This is a mountain on the outskirts of Tokyo, and it takes about three to 10 minutes for four people to drive a locomotive.

From time to time, there is a shallow crack on the gray-white cement road, and there seems to be green weeds swaying in the wind in the gap, and occasionally a small flower that blooms everywhere in spring is embellished with a lot of color.

And the side of the mountain road is even more green, and it is still spring, and the leaves are already luxuriant... Of course, this is not to say how vibrant this place is, on the contrary, it looks like a haunted holy place!

The overgrown weeds mean that there are few people, and the overgrown trees mean that the sun is blocked. The spring is cold, and the originally warm east wind passing through this mountain will bring a bit of coldness to the bone.

"Uh, actually, this is a place where I overheard my father talking about it a month ago, where fugitives were caught."

Muling sat on Feng's back seat, quietly sticking out his tongue.

"He said that few people noticed here. The escaped prisoner also started the car at a very fast speed. I thought this place is very suitable for starting the car. Moreover, there are rumors of treasures on this mountain!"

Feng and Hagiwara stopped their motorcycles on the side of the road, Muku took off his helmet, and said, "That is a jewelry thief who has been wandering for nearly ten years. He has a high level of concealment. I don’t know the whereabouts of those jewels, interrogate the prisoner, he just said that he has forgotten for so long.”

At this time, the sun has gradually reached noon, and several people are a little hungry.

Looking up, this gloomy mountain seems even more lofty.

"But there is a saying that the criminal hid the jewels in this mountain! That's why he came here repeatedly, and was caught by the police who had grasped the action."

"Sounds very interesting." Hagiwara answered the question, "Did the prisoner tell us where the jewelry was?"

Ming Piaoling shook his head, "I don't think so, because Dad didn't say the case was closed."

Generally speaking, Ming Piaoqiu will have a small paid leave as a reward after the case that has been delayed for ten years, and he usually chooses to use this time to accompany his wife and daughter.

While talking, Muku took out rice balls bought in the commercial street from the locomotive, and the four of them lined up, squatting on the side of the road, biting rice balls and discussing.

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