“This BBQ pork is delicious!”

"Right right!"

"Sure enough, in autumn, it's all about eating a bowl of hot ramen~"

"anyway……"

The lively chatter suddenly ceased, and when Matsuda Jinping raised his head suspiciously, a pair of chopsticks had already pointed in front of him.

Colleagues who attended the dinner together narrowed their eyes:

"Matsuda, Hagihara—you guys have been weird since just now."

Oops, found out.

Matsuda Zhenping twitched the corners of his eyes and silently looked away: "...Yes, yes?"

"Ah! It's suspicious that there is no refutation."

Seeing that things were about to turn bad, Datehang laughed heartily: "Maybe he was thinking about the last bombing, after all, it left a lot of psychological shadows."

"That's right." The attention of the companions shifted instantly, "Hagihara, it's amazing that you, a guy who doesn't wear explosion-proof suits, can survive an explosion/explosion of that scale."

Hagihara Kenji touched the back of his head: "Well, this is because..."

He said, involuntarily looked at the boy in the far corner.

Yuichi seems to have grown a lot taller than when he first entered school.

But that's right, Yuichi is a few years younger than them and is still developing.

Hagihara Kenji smiled, but just as he was about to look away, he saw Yuichi Takigawa silently taking the vegetables out of the bowl. His brows were furrowed on his delicate face, and he was muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was complaining about.

The habit of being picky eaters hasn't changed at all.

Hagihara Kenji was taken aback for a moment, and reluctantly took a sip from the cup: "...Maybe it's because someone is blessing me, right, Xiaojinping?"

[“No matter what happened to Yuichi, it’s a fact that he saved me.”]

Kenji Hagihara's firm words rang in Matsuda Jinhei's ear, and he irritably ruffled his already messy hair.

Takigawa, what is he doing...

"It's dead!!"

From the toilet on the innermost side of the wall, a person suddenly stumbled out. He looked terrified and fell to the ground.

With a bang, the cans rolled out of the knocked-down trash can.

Takigawa Yu glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The crowd around was rioting, but the boy didn't pay much attention to it. He held his chin and taught Akutagawa earnestly:

"Hurry up, this is your punishment for losing to Dazai."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent. He glanced at the mountains of green vegetables in his bowl. He just picked up his chopsticks, but found that the policeman he had seen last time stood up.

Matsuda and Hagihara moved quickly and rushed to the crime scene before most people could react. The rest of the police have a clear division of labor under the command of Air Date, some are appeasing the masses, and some are blocking the scene.

"Hey! What do you mean! I have an important meeting to hold later, can you police pay for the delay!"

A man with a briefcase was standing at the door, arguing with a policewoman.

Many people were frightened by such a scene and subconsciously dialed the phone at home.

Takigawa Yuichi noticed a woman sitting next to her with a baby in her hand. The blue corner of her bag was showing a sealed package, and she kept looking back nervously, as if she was looking for something.

"Do you want to drink water?" The boy's slender hand was handed to her exactly, "It's hot."

Momozawa Mayumi was stunned, and whispered "thank you" when she took it with her gloved hand.

Akutagawa, who did not know why, showed a puzzled expression.

"How's the situation?" Seeing Matsuda coming out of the bathroom, Date Air asked in a low voice.

"It's dead." Matsuda Jinping said, "But from the degree of blood coagulation, the murderer should still be here."

Date Air looked up at the monitor: "Then the next thing to confirm is the people who have been in and out of the bathroom."

"That, that..." Someone in the crowd raised their hand, "Since the last time Mr. Nozawa made a scene when he was drunk, the surveillance has been broken."

"Nozawa?"

"That's the one."

Matsuda Jin looked at him smoothly, and the man who was standing at the door was suddenly quiet.

Nozawa Yamato, he looks like a typical bully and fear of hardship, when he saw Matsuda Jinping walking this way, he immediately held his briefcase to his chest: "I-I didn't kill anyone, I just went in and washed my clothes. "

His chest was indeed wet, and it looked like there were traces of the soup.

Matsuda Jinping snorted and glanced around: "Is there anyone else who wants to take the initiative to stand up?"

The voice of the discussion gradually became louder, and the people at the same table began to guess each other's whereabouts just now, but no one took the initiative to raise their hands.

Obviously, no one wants to get into trouble in this situation.

"This is really troublesome." Matsuda Jinping bit an unlit cigarette and looked at the crowd around him.

The position they had just chosen was facing away from here, completely unaware that this was happening.

And the best viewing position...

Matsuda Jinhei's eyes moved slowly behind his sunglasses, and finally fell on Takigawa Yuichi, who was dozing off.

"It's you again, Brother Matsuda." The originally blocked door was opened, and the Mumu Police Department glanced at a bunch of people they were familiar with, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

As soon as Takigawa Yu heard the news, he quickly found the corresponding memory in his mind.

Japanese police academies are more like pre-job training than others, so people often run outside when they are bored, and occasionally get involved in some cases, inexplicably wrapped in bandages and climbed over the wall in the night black wind.

In the words of Onizuka Instructor, they are a group of "over-the-top brats".

"what!"

The woman next door exclaimed, half of the milk powder that had been mixed was poured in her hand. Momozawa Mayumi stood up awkwardly and hurriedly covered the table with a tissue.

After doing this series of actions, she timidly turned to the police who looked here for help.

"Then, that, may I go and wash my hands?"

One of the female police officers nodded: "Of course, I'll take you there."

Yuichi Takigawa was so bored that he started to play flying chess with Osamu Dazai who was in Yokohama. He tapped the screen with his thumb, and as soon as he rolled a dice, a shadow fell on his side.

Matsuda Jinhei thought of the possibility of undercover that Hagihara said before, his face was serious, and he was considering the words, but the other party greeted him easily.

"Isn't this Matsuda, Kenji is still inside?"

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

Wait, what's going on here.

Matsuda Jinhei frowned and glanced at the boy sitting across from Takigawa.

He seemed to be full of hostility towards them, and the murderous aura emanating from his body was condensed into substance.

...but what about the veggies that were about to overflow in that bowl?

"Brother Takigawa!" The eyes of the police department, who found the acquaintance, trembled, "Aren't you dead!"

Yuichi Takigawa regretted that he didn't have fireworks in his hand: "I never said that I was dead."

……nonsense.

No dead man can speak.

The police department's forehead twitched violently, and was about to say something, but Hagihara opened the curtain and walked out.

He wears white gloves and records the details in a notebook in his hand.

"The deceased's name was Kawasaki Oko, female, 31 years old, babysitter. The cause of death was initially determined to be head impact injuries."

...

pat.

"It's raining." As soon as Takigawa Yu stood up, he glanced at the text message of the regular meeting sent by Ozaki Momiji on his mobile phone, and walked to the door like a walk under the watchful eyes of the police, "You better go to the bathroom. Look at it."

"The baby in that lady's arms is too quiet, isn't it?"

The dead as a babysitter, nervous women, overturned bottles...

With all the clues strung together, Matsuda Jinping couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"If you need a fingerprint, you can go to that glass to extract it." Yuichi Takigawa reminded kindly, "Although she wore gloves at first, she took it off when brewing."

Matsuda's face was serious: "You already knew she killed someone?"

Takikawa Yuichi innocently shrugged: "After all, there are too many people who want to kill me. After a long time, I can smell a little murderer."

The boy stood tall and straight, his back facing the dense rain curtain. The rain fell diagonally in and wet the thin shirt on his body.

This not too close angle allowed Matsuda Jinhei to clearly see the wound hidden under his shirt.

A long one stretched from the right shoulder to the waist and abdomen.

In addition, there are countless traces of bullet penetration.

This is a more terrifying mafia world than the police.

Matsuda Jinhira's hand in his pocket trembled, and he could hardly imagine how Takigawa Yuichi, who was pulling on the bed and shouting that he didn't want to train, persevered.

[“Next time, can you wait for me to go farther and say you want to beat the police chief, I will be regarded as your accomplice by others.”]

The boy with the high ponytail grumbled, but he handed out the handkerchief after he had a big fight with Zero.

["I really don't understand, you are obviously very smart, but you choose to confront this method head-on."]

【“Matsuda, you really are less like a policeman than I am.”】

The soft touch pressed against his face, Matsuda Jinping subconsciously took a step forward, but Takigawa Yuichi waved his back to him before walking into the rain.

"gone."

Matsuda Jinhei didn't answer, the moisture from the rain seemed to float into his eyes through the sunglasses.

[Matsuda Jinping Favorability +1]

[The current impression has changed - "The Lone Walker in the Shadow]