Chapter 24 Chapter 24 "Brother, what are you doing!!!"...

62.

"Uh, I think we've met somewhere before, do you remember?" I couldn't help but start singing subconsciously, "Do you remember it was winter, with snowflakes all over the sky?"

Since it's winter now, I cleverly chose a winter verse for the song. Oh my god, who can tell the difference between me and a genius?

Jinpei Matsuda was visibly startled, even I could see it.

I scratched my head. "Did I pick up the wrong lyrics? What should I sing?"

That's right, this is a Chinese song, but I just forcibly translated it into Japanese and sang it. As a native Japanese, Matsuda Jinpei would never have heard of this song, right?

But unfortunately, when it comes to Japanese songs, I only sing my daughter's. We mom fans are like this—more dedicated, unlike those like Vodka who likes both her daughter and Yoko Okino. This is the difference between being a mother and a father. A mother's daughter can have her mother's full love, but a father's daughter has to accept that her father has other women in his heart.

Wow, what a golden line! I’m going to tell my daughter this in the fan forum when I get back!

I raised the corners of my mouth in satisfaction and gave myself a thumbs up in my heart.

Matsuda Jinpei, who hadn't gotten the point at all, was still confused: "What lyrics?"

This time I was confused. "Weren't you just playing a game of catch-up with me? You can't have really seen me somewhere before, right?"

Please, this is Jinpei Matsuda, the same Jinpei Matsuda whom I ran to the Metropolitan Police Department gate countless times before and after the bombing but never managed to meet.

I haven't even met him, how could he have seen me somewhere?

Could it be that he saw me in a dream? It's not like I'm writing some Mary Sue, white moonlight script that can make me appear in the dreams of a paper-thin handsome guy.

Emmmm, if I have to count it, there is a possibility that Matsuda Jinpei has met me unilaterally, that is -

As a bomb disposal officer in the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team, Jinpei Matsuda applied for a position as a detective in the First Investigation Division early, even though his childhood friend Kenji Hagiwara was still alive, in order to investigate the bomber who hadn't been caught. And coincidentally, Jinpei Matsuda saw my photo in the First Investigation Division?

I knew in my heart that I was a member of the Black Organization after all. Even if I had not actually committed any bad deeds such as murder or arson, I had always suspected that the Polestar Bar was being targeted by the police. So I suddenly felt guilty and thought that the Japanese police had my photo and might be investigating me. It was only natural.

So are the cops trying to pull some kind of honey trap on me? Apparently, they've actually investigated me, knowing I'm susceptible to handsome guys, and even sent Jinpei Matsuda specifically to hit on me? They're using the same rhetoric again, clearly without even asking Kenji Hagiwara for advice.

Yeah, the Investigation Division is full of grown men, and Sato Miwako hasn't arrived yet? They simply think they can control me by sending a handsome police officer. It's a bit ridiculous, but it's understandable.

But... my expression changed slightly.

If he really wanted to get close to me, or even arrest me, then Matsuda Jinpei's presence here definitely wasn't a chance encounter. But how did the police know I was here?

Unless they were following me.

But Gin and I live together, and he personally drove me here. How could Gin not notice someone was following us? How could Gin not take action?

If everything is true, isn't this a case of the mantis catching the cicada with the sparrow behind it, Matsuda catching Eiko with Gin behind him?

Shake it! Song Tiantian, you are in danger!

Oh God, I hope that Kenji Hagiwara finally survived, and the anniversary of Jinpei Matsuda's death will be brought forward again.

I absolutely cannot accept Jinpei Matsuda's premature death, and at Gin's hands! I absolutely cannot accept it!

I fought the sudden change in my expression, the urge to turn and look at the black Porsche 365A not far away. I was afraid that if I looked over, Gin would be exposed. I was even more afraid that if I looked over, I would see the black muzzle of a gun protruding from the gap in the car window.

"There seems to be some misunderstanding." My mind was pulled back, and I raised my stiff neck to see Matsuda Jinpei smiling, a smile that didn't look like he was trying to grab me. "What I mean is, it's possible that I have seen you somewhere."

I narrowed my eyes slightly in confusion: "Huh?"

"I was deeply impressed by your eyes, so I wanted to come over and see if it was the girl I met before." As he said that, Matsuda Jinpei took out...

I was shocked. It was a cell phone.

I sheepishly lowered my arms, saying awkwardly, "Haha, it's a bit cold. The heating in the store isn't turned on enough, hahaha."

Matsuda Jinpei didn't suspect anything. He simply manipulated his slender and nimble fingers, tapping his phone a few times quickly. He placed the screen in front of me and asked tentatively, "Perhaps, this is yours?"

His eyes were focused on the phone screen, which showed a photo of a person holding a pendant in his palm.

The lines on the palm are beautiful. Normally, I would have first wondered if such a beautiful hand belonged to Jinpei Matsuda or Kenji Hagiwara. But now, my full attention was on the pendant.

It looks very familiar, white crystal.

Kind of like the one I lost.

It was a magical pendant my online friend, Miss Witch, gave me, supposedly for safety. I'd originally considered giving it to Kenji Hagihara, perhaps for good luck or peace of mind, if all else failed. But on November 7th, before Kenji Hagihara could show up, Gin sent me to deliver documents to Cohen.

When I realized the pendant was missing, I had already returned to work at the bar. I thought I had lost it somewhere. After all, I moved around so many places in a day and I was quite forgetful.

When I learned through verification that Kenji Hagihara was still alive, I was a little superstitious and thought that either I was very capable and succeeded in getting the two kind policemen who helped me to pass on the message, and Kenji Hagihara believed it; or the magic crystal sacrificed itself so that Kenji Hagihara and other bomb disposal police officers survived; or maybe it was both.

Wait, a kind policeman?

I looked up at Matsuda Jinpei in shock and stammered, "It's you? It's you all?"

——"Tell Hagi to wear his bomb disposal suit and watch out for squibs!"

——"Eh? What are you——"

——"Miss, wait! Your things——"

So the pendant was lost around that time? Could it be that the kind police officers I bumped into and helped me up were Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara?

I stumbled upon this by accident? I didn't even know about it?

I was wondering why it felt so good, it turned out to be them!!!

Matsuda Jinpei smiled knowingly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and exuded a charming aura of laziness and confidence. "It's you, after all."

"It's fate!" I wanted to stand up, but I forced myself to sit down again, smiling with dimples on my lips. "Hello, my name is Kaimen Yingzi!"

"My name is Jinpei Matsuda." When his phone rang, Matsuda's eyes sparkled. After reading the message, he handed the phone to me again, this time switching to the call page. "Why don't we exchange contact information? There's a chance we can return your things to their rightful owners."

I nodded excitedly, my bangs swaying a few times, and entered my phone number.

"Well, I'll be leaving first." Jinpei Matsuda dialed the number and hung up after hearing my phone ring. He waved the phone goodbye to me. He was so handsome that my eyes were dazzled.

"Oh, right." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly stopped as if remembering something and smiled sincerely, "I almost forgot to say thank you."

I was stunned.

63.

"Yingzi, who is that man? Why should he thank you?" Vodka couldn't wait to ask me as soon as I got in the car.

I put away the desserts and coffee from the entire menu I'd packed away, and relying on Vodka's ignorance, I half-said, "Of course it's because I do good deeds anonymously. I helped him (his friend) a big favor before (saving his life), and he's thanking me."

I can only say that it's a good thing that Jinpei Matsuda was not wearing a uniform. Theoretically, Gin and Vodka should not have any impression of him, otherwise it would be difficult for me to fool them.

"Then return the item to its original owner?"

"Oh, I accidentally dropped a piece of jewelry while helping him, and he picked it up." I waved my hand, looking nonchalant. "Do you want to put these things in our refrigerator first and then you can pick them out later, or do you choose them first and take them home directly after you're done?"

Seeing that I didn't take it seriously, Vodka, who knew that I would always show my courtesy to handsome guys, also didn't take it seriously: "Yingzi, look, if you don't really want to eat, just give it to me."

"Then I choose first?" I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Not daring to look at Gin, I lowered my head and began to study the food I packed back. I divided it carefully and completed the handover ceremony with Vodka in the elevator.

When I got home, I put the food into the refrigerator as if nothing had happened. Before closing the door, I asked Gin, who was standing next to me and watching me busying myself, "Brother, are you hungry now? Do you want to have something for afternoon tea?"

Gin lowered his eyes and looked at me, then chuckled: "Very happy?"

I tilted my head in confusion: "Shouldn't I be happy?"

Gin looked at me steadily, raised his hand, and then slowly put it down: "You must remember your identity."

Identity? What identity? I'm a member of the Black Organization, so I can't associate with handsome policemen? Then, when the Whiskey Trio arrives, should I associate with them?

Besides, Gin didn't know Matsuda Jinpei was a police officer. He probably just didn't want me to interact with this unidentified handsome guy, fearing I'd fall for his honey trap. That's really underestimating me!

However, it seems that for Matsuda Jinpei, it is best not to be noticed by Gin.

Well, I decided to have a secret relationship with Matsuda Jinpei to fulfill my good wish. I mean getting along with a handsome paper man, and also to establish a good relationship with the police in advance to make it easier for me to escape in the future.

But I still can't show any weakness. If I do, Gin might immediately ask someone to investigate what's going on with this guy Jinpei Matsuda and prevent me from disobeying him.

I frowned, then said submissively and complainingly, "Alright, I'll delete his contact information right now. Humph, big brother, why are you acting weird today? I'm tired and sleepy. I'm going to take a nap."

After saying that, I turned around, and the moment I turned around, I felt something strange touching me. I immediately stopped, covered my hips with my hands, and opened my mouth in disbelief: "Brother, what are you doing!!!"

Gin glanced at his hands hanging by his side, his tone slightly mocking, as if he couldn't understand why I was reacting so strongly:

"Didn't you bump into it yourself?"

I was even more incredulous: "Is this my fault?"

Gin raised his eyelids, answered me with an expressionless face, and walked past me back to the room.

Looking at his back, I rubbed my butt blankly.

I, I really didn't mean to take advantage of Gin!

Qiaodou Madai, am I taking advantage of you?

The author has something to say:

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Why didn't anyone get the two meanings of the ending of the last chapter? (Hands behind back) (Walking around) (No red envelopes were sent out) (Sigh)

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