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

After packing their clothes, Kaede and Hondocho returned to the Metropolitan Police Department and found Officer Megure talking to a man.

"It's just in time, Fengsang," he waved at Fengsang with a trembling short beard, "This is Kudo Yusaku, who has helped the search team several times in the past."

"Hello, Mr. Kudo," Feng shook hands with him, "I am Kaede Yamamura, and I am currently a member of the Air Search Team."

"Hello," Yusaku Kudo spoke in a calm manner, "This time I was entrusted by Police Officer Megure to help solve the case, hoping to catch the criminal as soon as possible."

"Most definitely."

Feng has already changed into the uniform of his school days, and now he is sitting in front of the chair, a little helpless being manipulated by another woman——

"Let me think about how to make up for you!"

Yukiko holds a few makeup brushes between her fingers and holds a photo of Kaede in middle school in her hand, looking at her with a smile.

"I didn't expect that it would be like this to meet Ms. Yamamura again! Destiny is so magical."

After all, people in their 20s want to dress up as thirteen-fourth-year-old girls, and they still need the blessing of some East Asian magic.

So Kudo Yusaku recommended his wife, the former big star Fujimine Yukiko, who has deep experience in makeup.

Feng blinked, shook off the loose powder on the eyelashes, and looked enviously at Koharu Hondocho who was holding a pin to modify the size of the clothes.

He is already in his thirties, and his face is still the same as that of a junior high school student. In a sense, he is also very extraordinary.

Feeling the soft bristles moving on her face, Feng followed Yuxiko's request, raising her eyes, smiling, and turning her head from time to time... After a lot of tossing, she almost lost consciousness on her face.

And Hondocho-senpai was so bored that he was about to yawn.

"Qiang Qiang~" You Xizi took out a small mirror and put it in front of Feng, "How do you feel?"

Feng opened his mouth wide and looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief...it was exactly the same as when she was a student!

The shape of the eyes was rounded, the fatigue under the eyes was concealed, the light blush seemed to be the flush and blood on the face, she turned her face, and the girl in the mirror moved innocently.

Feng gave a thumbs up: "That's amazing, Mrs. Kudo!" Even she herself couldn't tell that this was a working woman in her twenties.

"Just call me Youxizi~ The main reason is that Fengsang has a very good foundation, so you must exercise regularly! It's a very healthy skin."

Hondocho also came over curiously: "Makeup is amazing!"

If it is said that Feng has learned figure skating and has some experience in beauty makeup, Hondocho is purely ignorant.

"Ah, it's almost time." Feng glanced at his watch and hurriedly got up, "I'm sorry, Yukiko, we have to listen to the report from the police at the scene first."

"It's okay, have a good trip."

When Feng and Hondocho rushed to the meeting room, the policemen at the scene seemed to have been talking for a while.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Pushing open the glass door, Feng walked into the conference room, followed by Hondocho.

The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

"...Hey, squad leader, am I right? That guy Feng has a younger sister?"

Taking off the sunglasses and putting them on again, Matsuda rubbed his red eyes after a night of stalking, and mechanically patted Date on the shoulder.

"No, no, no, it's really a junior high school student I don't know." Before Itahang could speak, he denied himself, "Ah, do you still have a younger sister from elementary school? But kid, this is a search lesson, are you Didn't you go wrong?"

Date Hang... Date Hang didn't speak, just stared at Feng and Hondocho seriously, and nodded after a long time.

"Although I haven't heard Feng say that she has a younger sister, you should be her relative!"

Feng silently put away the file bag that was about to be dropped on Matsuda: "...No, monitor, I am Feng."

"Really?!" Matsuda was full of disbelief, and reached out to pinch Feng's face, "Isn't it disguised? Although I stayed up all night, my mind is very clear!"

"Ah, pain, pain, pain," he shook his head, "hmm...it really is Feng."

Now completely awake.

"Ahem, I forgot to tell the two police officers who appeared at the scene just now." Mu Mu put his fist on his lips, "The mountain village police department and the Hondo police department will set up a decoy group A, which is the core of another route to catch criminals." .”

After the case of the bomber was over, Matsuda did not transfer back because he did a good job in the first search section. Later, he simply joined the first search section, and now he is one of the trump cards.

In the morning, it was he and Yi Dahang who found the victim's body when they were tracking clues.

Now the Metropolitan Police Department is adhering to the policy of "you can't put eggs in one basket", and has decided to carry out the bait plan and on-site tracking at the same time. The focus of the bait plan is to arrest criminals. Police officers are waiting outside.

The other line, with Matsuda and Date Ko who found the scene as the executive officers, focuses on rescuing the girls who are likely to be alive, and most of the elites of the first search will act together.

"Please take care of yourself!" Before leaving, Police Officer Mu Mu bowed to the two policewomen, "Please contact us immediately if you have anything to do, and the search department will come to support at any time."

"Don't worry, Officer Mumu," Feng smiled, with a small cluster of fire in his eyes, "Twelve years ago, I would single out the law, and now it is even more so."

"I didn't expect you to become like this after not seeing you for a year..." Matsuda yawned and poured down his coffee, "Anyway, welcome back, Feng."

He raised the canned coffee to his face, and Feng smiled, and also raised the canned coffee to clink glasses with him.

"Thanks, Zhenping."

"Oh, did you change your name?"

"Because I now...have someone from Mazda!" Feng smiled, and took out his mobile phone to show Matsuda his new car, "Super handsome, right?"

"Ah, I'm so envious!" Matsuda frowned and nodded fiercely, rubbing his hands, "When will you let me have a look?"

"Well, my car is still in Osaka." Feng threw away the can and drank the coffee can, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air and falling into the trash can. "But I have handled the ship transportation, and I will be there in about a week."

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

Matsuda pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep, tugging at his tie a little irritably.

Feng glanced at him, and sat down on the bench: "There are still 5 minutes, and we will start again."

"But speaking of it, the prisoner this time is really not human..." Matsuda opened his eyes and his voice was hoarse, "When I saw the scene, I couldn't help but spit it out. Twelve years ago, you also met Ever been to the same bastard?"

He paused for a moment.

"What does that feel like?"

Will be helpless?Or despair?Will he resent the prisoner, or... more resent the police who didn't come?

He covered his eyes. As the first person to discover, when he rushed into the scene, he always felt that the blood on the girl's body was still hot.

"I only had one thought at the time," Feng stretched out his white hand and clenched his fist, "If only I were stronger."

"Well, it's you." Matsuda twitched the corner of his mouth, and put his loose coat on his shoulders, "It's almost time to go."

However, as soon as he took a step, he was punched horizontally by Feng, who was blocked on the road.

This punch was fierce, but it was light when it landed on the shoulder.

"Don't pretend to be cool, you bastard," Feng's fist landed on his shoulder, and he opened his hand again, grabbing Matsuda's collar, "Remember, the fault of the victims will always be in those On the criminal, you are just a little detective, what else do you want to do!"

"Now, immediately use your useful brains to find the remaining two girls! You must firmly believe that there are still people alive waiting for you."

Feng let go of his hand.

Matsuda froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"I'm sorry... But, it's really outrageous to speak like that with a junior high school student's face."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly jumped out of the corridor: "I still have business to do, so let's go first!"

As soon as he jumped out, he bumped into Itahang who was waiting outside.

"I'm relieved to see you look so energetic."

Idahang didn't know how much he had heard, he took out a new document while talking.

"This is a portrait of the suspect drawn according to the dictation of the girl who was being stalked—painted by Mu Sang himself, and he has a distinctive feature."

Feng also came out, and she saw a tattoo-like pattern in the blank space of the portrait at a glance.

"Jesus and the cross?" Feng narrowed his eyes and walked out quickly, "Squad leader, please let me have a look."

The man in the portrait has a pair of dumpling ears that Feng is familiar with, which proves that he must have years of experience in judo practice, and there is also a tattoo on his arm.

The crucified Jesus, with his head hanging to one side, is a classic crucifix. According to Idahang, this seems to be a poster that the man showed to the girls.

"Friday..." There seemed to be a flash of inspiration in Feng's mind, "Friday is Good Friday!"

"You mean!" Matsuda also thought of it.

"That's right!"

"During the seven days of Jesus' crucifixion, on Good Friday, he was scourged, wore a crown of thorns, was condemned, and was crucified..." Feng's mind flashed the Christian knowledge he learned in St. Rudolph, "No wonder, He does it once a week."

After all, although the cram school basically runs on a weekly basis, the places where the criminals commit crimes are different, so he doesn't have to stick to such a time.

"Today is Thursday," Feng suddenly thought again, "the Lord is the Holy Trinity*, and the three girls are probably the numbers he wants to maintain."

"That is to say, there is a high probability that the other two girls are still alive," Date Hang said in a deep voice. "The last time Sato interrupted him from tracking the new girl, he needs...to choose a prey again."

"That's when we're going to come out."

Hondocho walked out slowly from the corner, his slender legs wrapped in black stockings, and a pocket pistol/gun was tied to the bottom of the skirt extending from the stockings.

"The nature of the case is so bad that I have applied for a permit to shoot."

"Let's go, Feng."