Chapter 71 Chapter 71 "Welcome back, Hiro. ...

When Masaya Aokawa stood at Nagano Station, he couldn't help but marvel at Shinpei Kana's dynamism.

From the time he asked where he wanted to go to the time they showed up here, only about four hours had passed.

If it weren't for the fact that after these two months of getting along, Aokawa Masaya confirmed that Kana Shinpei was a 100% pure police officer, he would even want to ask him if the other party was really just a crazy pursuer and not a crazy hunter?

Today is Thursday, and tomorrow is Friday, and he still needs to go to work, but Shinpei Kana quickly called his boss to apply for leave for the next day.

It really feels like being on the run.

They did not immediately decide to leave Kanagawa and settle down in Nagano. Instead, they came here for a short trip to relax and see if the crazy pursuer really came to Kanagawa. Masaya Aokawa suggested that Shinpei Kanai ask his colleagues to help keep an eye out for recruits from Tokyo, especially young men with semi-long hair, who seemed particularly keen on recruiting the explosives police officer with curly hair.

Shinpei Kana was speechless after hearing this, then turned around and called his colleague to convey the exact words.

Since this was just a short trip, Qingchuan Ya only brought two sets of spare clothes and a few inhibitors.

Although the monthly estrus period was still some time away, he still erred on the side of caution. Carrying inhibitors with him was essential for him to be able to work with Shinpei Kana for extended periods of time.

The operation is simple and has almost no side effects except for the need for a separate space to reduce embarrassment and waiting for the inhibitor to take effect.

It was so convenient and fast that Masaya Qingchuan even complained to Shinpei Kana that since inhibitors were so practical, why were people here so keen on pairing young people together, which made the curly-haired police officer look at him and say, "You'd better remember what you are talking about now."

"Why did you decide to come to Nagano?" Shinpei Kanai asked, standing by the station looking at the recommended tourist routes. "Want to go to Karuizawa?"

In the summer, every Japanese person who is not from Nagano will instinctively think of Karuizawa, the number one summer resort, when talking about Nagano.

Qingchuan Masaya looked at the map for a long time, then pointed to an unknown forest and said, "Let's go here."

Officer Curly glanced at him but didn't ask any more questions.

But it was very late now and there was no public transportation to get there, so the two of them stayed nearby for the time being.

The next morning, after brunch, the two set off for the forest. Aokawa Masaya smiled and said, "I thought Shinpei would want to see if he knew anyone at the county police station here."

What Aokawa Masaya said was purely a joke... and judging from the emotional fluctuations he felt about this place, the probability that he was an acquaintance there was probably even greater than that of Kana Shinpei.

Because he wanted to eat Shinshu soba, Qingchuan Masaya chose a hotel with a soba restaurant downstairs, checked in and put away his few luggage.

At first glance, the place is filled with deep and shallow, clear and comfortable green. Shinpei Kanai, who was visiting Nagano for the first time, was attracted by the comfortable natural scenery here. For a while, the two of them walked quietly and silently.

Although Masaya Aokawa has no memory, he can take Shinpei Kana to walk in a forest without obvious paths without getting lost.

After walking for about two hours, Qingchuan Masaya's brows began to frown unconsciously. Seeing this, Shenna Shinpei asked, "Are you tired?"

The young man with cat eyes shook his head. He just stood there thinking for a while, then put on his usual gentle smile again: "No matter what, I am standing next to an active police officer now."

Then Shinpei Kana watched him use a very tricky angle - usually only children or small animals have such a perspective - to push aside a branch, revealing a wasteland behind it.

The reason why it is called wasteland is that there are no trees growing here, but it is overgrown with weeds, as if something was planted there in the past, but was left idle for some reason.

Shinpei Kana looked at Aokawa Masaya who was motionless but looked unhappy. His eyes swept across the grassy wasteland and looked around. He found that this place was really hidden. If it weren't for Aokawa Masaya, he would never have discovered that there was other space behind the branches.

On the other side of the wasteland, the trees were a little sparser, letting in a few rays of sunlight. Curly-haired officer walked over cautiously, pushed aside the leaves that blocked his view, and discovered that there was a bottomless valley below.

Although he specialized in bomb disposal, he was still keenly aware that the past uses of this area under this terrain were definitely not permitted by law.

Seeing Qingchuan Masaya looking at him, Shenna Shinpei raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to go to the police station here and ask?"

Qingchuan Masaya's lips twitched. This place felt like a dark corner hidden in a beautiful dream, one that had once devoured him completely. Qingchuan Masaya longed to find the past, but when he felt that he really had a chance to touch the past, his instincts prevented him from approaching the darkness.

But Shinpei Kana's personality was such that he couldn't stand seeing others hesitate. "Didn't I just say there was an active-duty police officer standing next to you? Let the active-duty police officer give you courage."

Then the two of them really came to the nearest police station.

On a Friday afternoon, any office worker would inevitably feel sleepy and lazy. The young policeman who sat by the window and just yawned and did not take the opportunity to slack off was considered to be doing his job conscientiously.

Seeing someone come in, he sat up straight. After listening to Qingchuan Masaya's description of the wasteland, he showed a confused and slightly embarrassed smile: "Without substantial evidence, it is impossible to file a case based on such speculation alone."

Shinpei Kana took a step forward, and his aura caused the police officer to subconsciously lean back slightly. "He has lost his memory. That place might be related to his past."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Qingchuan Masaya.

Qingchuan Masaya: "..." What's with that expression of "Look, I'm cooperating with your performance"?

The young policeman probably hadn't thought of such a reason. He racked his brains and searched the system on his hand again, but finally shook his head regretfully: "Sorry, I can't find it."

Masaya Aokawa and Shinpei Kana were just trying their luck. For a clue so vague and overgrown with weeds that seemed to be very old, getting new information here would be an unexpected gain, but not getting any was also expected.

Just as they turned to leave, another elderly policeman came out from the inner room: "Tanaka, what's going on?"

The young policeman named Tanaka spoke to him briefly in a rather nonchalant tone, and it was obvious that his attention was already on the upcoming weekend. However, he did not expect that the older policeman's face changed immediately after hearing it.

He returned to his seat and pulled out a piece of paper that looked very old from the bottom of the drawer. His eyes repeatedly switched between the paper and Qingchuan Masaya. The more he looked, the more he could not hide the surprise on his face.

"May I have your name?"

"Masaya Aokawa."

Taking Qingchuan Masaya's ID, the older officer checked it and found nothing unusual. He handed it back, along with the piece of paper he had just held. "Seventeen years ago, a boy disappeared in the wasteland you just mentioned. You match the age, and you match the appearance, too."

The cat-eyed young man curled up his hands at his side before reaching out to take the paper.

This is a black and white photocopy of a photo. Due to its age, some parts have been worn white, but the facial outline of the little boy in the center of the photo is still very clear.

You can see his brilliant smile that cannot be concealed even in black and white, and you can see his round eyes with upturned corners like a kitten.

After Shinpei Kanai imitated the older policeman, he looked back and forth between the photo and Aokawa Masaya's face several times, then turned around and asked simply, "Can we still contact that family now?"

"In fact, one of them, the boy's brother, asks me every month if I have any new news..." As he said this, the older policeman picked up the phone and started dialing. After a few seconds, he put it down again. "No one answered the phone. He is a lawyer and he may be in court right now."

He handed a piece of white paper and a pen to Qingchuan Masaya and said, "Leave your contact information. I'll send it to him via email first."

Qingchuan Masaya also wrote down his cell phone number: "Then thank you for your help."

When he walked out of the police station, although he had not been there for long, Qingchuan Masaya felt as if he was in another world.

He didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. He followed his inner desire and came to Nagano. The next day he found news about his life experience - he was lost seventeen years ago. After so many years, the brother he had no impression of was still so persistent in searching for his whereabouts?

Nervously touching the phone in his pocket, Qingchuan Masayuki thanked Kana Shinpei very seriously: "Thank you, Shinpei."

If Shinpei Kana had not given him the right to decide where to go when he wanted to leave Kanagawa, if Shinpei Kana had not said that he wanted to give him courage and accompanied him to the police station when they were in the forest, Masaya Aokawa might have missed the opportunity to contact his family.

This was the first time that the curly-haired young man had been thanked so earnestly by Qingchuan Masaya. He still hadn't removed the makeup Qingchuan Masaya had applied to him, and only the tips of his ears, which were not covered, were stained with a faint red. "You found this place, I didn't do anything."

After saying this, he glanced at Qingchuan Masaya with a rather complicated look.

They did not return to the forest, but walked slowly outside the forest.

When passing a stream, Qingchuan Yaya simply sat on a rock by the stream and reached out to feel the coolness of the stream water: "This kind of stream water is perfect for chilling watermelon."

Shinpei Kanai followed his example and sat down, also touching the stream water: "I'll go buy one and try it now."

The curly-haired police officer, who was full of energy, turned and left after saying this.

After a while, footsteps were heard behind Qingchuan Masaya.

Just now, while he was in a daze, his fingers unconsciously tapped the water surface to the rhythm of a certain song, and Qingchuan Masaya couldn't hear the footsteps clearly for a moment. But he couldn't think of anyone else who could have found this remote place except Kana Shinpei who had just left.

Thinking of this, he turned around and was about to say, "You bought it so quickly," but he found a blond young man standing not far behind him.

The emotion in the other person's purple-gray eyes was so strong that Qingchuan Masaya couldn't distinguish it for a moment, and then he showed a smile that seemed to be crying: "Welcome back, Hiro."