[Shit, my smile suddenly froze. I just said that the instructor’s beauty was of a different flavor, but now I’m suddenly reminded that he’s dead! ! ]

[Aaaah! I could really screenshot and lick the scene of me writing a greeting card in front of the window with the sweet-scented osmanthus scent wafting through my mind 10,000 times]

[Hehehe, uniform hissing hissing, I don’t mind a ghost love (dog head holding a rose)]

[Holding my chest, isn't having Hiro enough? Why did the dead knife jump up and attack me again?]

[I'm so sad. My instructor, who always seemed unkind, was actually very thoughtful. But I will never get the chance to send out the graduation cards I prepared so carefully...]

[I was still laughing when I saw the sunscreen given to Ling Ling, and I was completely stunned when I saw the amulet that Hiro gave to him not to die]

[Which temple is so unreliable? Is this really an amulet or not a death amulet? Buy one get one free and you’ll die]

[Matsuda recalled that the instructor was only two years older than them... Let’s not talk about why he didn’t work in the bomb disposal team when he was so good at bomb disposal. Just his lifeless look gave me a bad feeling!!!]

[There is also a greeting card for the monitor. I feel like the instructor knows something will happen to him.]

[Wuwu, are two tons of paper tubes enough? Why don’t I brew them in advance?]

[Who knows, maybe Xun is really the instructor?! If he is not dead, then everyone will be happy!]

***

Songjiang Shigure: "...Wuwu, should I also brew it in advance?"

Think about it and decide what posture to adopt when the time comes, and lie down comfortably in front of the police academy team.

He himself couldn't remember how much he had written in his diary!

The system sighed: "Stop struggling."

Since the police academy team has already obtained the diary, the possibility of letting it go is 0%.

Then what about the probability of letting Songjiang Shigure go later... The system feels that the three consecutive attacks of Bian Que may not be enough, and Hua Tuo must be added.

Retreat, retreat, retreat!

***

Because it was getting late, Matsue Shigure did not finish reading the comic in one go in the hospital. Instead, he said goodbye to Haibara Ai and the others first, and continued reading the rest of the content when he returned home.

On the other hand, members of the organization also took action.

Amuro Toru took off the apron tied around her body, washed her face with cold water, looked at herself in the mirror with a gentle smile, and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression had become cold and sharp.

[Toru Amuro] seamlessly switches to [Bourbon].

There was no telling how long this kind of life would last. Toru Amuro laughed at himself in his heart. He was almost forgetting what kind of personality Furuya Rei should have.

But coming back to the point, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, why is Song Jiangxun still hiding his identity and staying in the Poirot Café? Could it be that he has other missions?

Amuro Toru frowned and thought of Kogoro Mori's family who lived upstairs, and Kenshinori Toda from the sushi shop next door - Rum.

But in most cases, the Police Bureau and the Security Bureau do not interfere with each other, and Toru Amuro cannot rashly use his authority to investigate them.

He hoped that it would not affect his plan, or get mixed into the vortex of the organization. After all, he had never seen a public security police officer with such a poor physique... Was he specially recruited because of his technical level?

While thinking this, Toru Amuro drove to the meeting place.

It's ten o'clock now, and gathering intelligence in advance is something Bourbon would do.

…

I don’t know if it’s because of curiosity about the new members, but quite a few members arrived early.

When Amuro Toru walked in, he saw several familiar faces leaning against the bar and chatting with wine glasses. Among them, Vermode even raised his glass towards him meaningfully.

The music was played very loudly, and ordinary people were swaying on the dance floor without knowing that there was a group of members of a transnational criminal group wanted by agencies of various countries.

As Toru Amuro walked to the bar, he heard a muffled voice calling his code name with gritted teeth.

"Bourbon!"

Chianti looked at him with a distorted expression, and the goblet in her hand seemed to be about to be crushed.

Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows and sat down one seat away from her: "Chianti, what's going on?"

"You! How dare you ask me?!"

Chianti wanted to smash the cup in her hand on Bourbon's head. She cursed: "Didn't you say you would be back in 20 minutes last time? I waited for you for two fucking hours!"

It took Toru Amuro two seconds to remember what she said, and then he looked at Chianti in disbelief.

She actually took his words seriously? He thought only Vodka would believe such words.

That day, after Toru Amuro dealt with the matter of Shunya Matsue, he went to find Bermode to inquire about the new members, and completely forgot that Chianti was still in the bar.

The treacherous tone of the Thousand-Faced Witch made him very uncomfortable. Amuro Toru's intuition told him that this member who had returned from Northern Europe might target him first.

The blond young man was a little uneasy. He checked the time and knocked on the bar casually: "Oh, about that matter... I want a glass of bourbon."

Chianti couldn't believe it: "Did you just forget about it?!"

Amuro sighed and apologized to Chianti perfunctorily: "I had an emergency that day. Sorry."

"Bullshit!" Chianti would never believe his lies. She exposed his secrets without giving him face. "Don't think I don't know! Your urgent matter is to meet your stupid lover! Playing in a café, wearing a maid outfit? You are playing very fancy!"

There seemed to be a sound of something being knocked over nearby.

"???" Toru Amuro's expression froze, and a blank look flashed across his eyes.

What kind of rumor is this?!

Chianti looked at him and became angrier.

She sat in the bar for two hours but Bourbon didn't come back. The onlookers thought she was trying to catch a rich guy but got caught instead. The way they laughed at her made her want to shoot those idiots!

"I don't care about your private life, but you are so perfunctory to let me go. You are a real man, Bourbon!"

Amuro Toru frowned: "Wait, you--" What the hell are you talking about?

Chianti interrupted him and gave him a middle finger viciously: "I don't want to hear your explanation. Just don't ask me to do anything for you in the future, bah!"

"…your bourbon."

The bartender placed the wine glass on the bar, and the sound of the glass hitting the counter was cleverly masked by the music.

Amuro Toru took the glass subconsciously, took a sip, and looked up at the bartender who interrupted their conversation.

The man was wearing a mask that covered most of his face, and only his cleanly trimmed chin could be seen.

The pair of blue-gray eyes that seemed somewhat unreal under the dim light were now looking at him, seemingly with some strange emotions.

Amuro Toru suddenly found the wine in his mouth difficult to swallow.

********

Afternoon, Songjiang House.

The notebook was lightly wiped to remove the dust, and was barely clean, but the creases on the corners were clearly visible, indicating that the original owner must have stroked and read it frequently.

Kenji Hagiwara put the diary on the table, and several people gathered around subconsciously. Even Hachizo Onizuka couldn't help but stand aside out of curiosity.

"Do you want to open it and take a look?" Hagiwara Kenji asked subconsciously, "Instructor Onizuka, do you understand..."

Onizuka Hachizo sighed: "How do I know what he will write? Maybe it will be about you guys?"

Matsuda Jinpei blurted out: "We?!"

"After all, Songjiang values ​​you far more than you think." Onizuka Hachizo looked at the three people standing upright, and his eyes softened a little. "Fortunately, it seems now that he was right about them."

The notebook was still opened, and the papers inside had turned yellow and became particularly fragile.

The dark blue penmanship on it is not only not blurry, but also has a hint of ancient flavor.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

*【May 18, sunny】

The guy from Akabane gave me a diary, saying that I could write things down when I was bored and keep it as a memory in the future.

Although I think I have a good memory and don't need this thing at all...*

Date Kou raised his eyebrows: "Akabane?"

This sentence was the only thing that was remembered on this page. Hagiwara Kenji flipped the page and said casually, "Instructor Matsue's partner is called Akabane Subaru."

Onizuka Hachizo stood aside, his expression inexplicably heavy.

*【May 20, cloudy】

During the natural science class, I briefly elaborated on the idea that the world is made up of data, and almost got into a fight with Instructor Onitsuka on the spot.

To be honest, I think what I said was correct and it was his problem that he didn't understand.

After all, Akabane said he understood!! But... he seemed a little uneasy? *

"…Why are you all looking at me?" Onizuka Yazo raised his eyebrows, "That guy did it."

Matsuda Jinpei twitched his lips and said, "I just wonder who wrote this diary."

He felt as if he was looking at a fake Songjiang instructor.

Onitsuka Hachizo was at a loss for words, and after a while he said, "Although it's a little hard to imagine, when Songjiang was studying, his personality was...even more...lively than yours."

He used a word that was almost the same as the current situation: South and North.

Onizuka Hachizo recalled what happened nearly ten years ago and suddenly realized that he still remembered it clearly.

After all, it is really rare to see someone like Songjiang Shigure, who has extraordinary talent but does not follow the beaten path!

If it weren't for Akabane Subaru, who always followed him to clean up all the mess, it's hard to say whether Matsue Shigure could graduate smoothly.

And if it weren't for the example of Matsue Shigure, Hachizo Onizuka's tolerance for those troublemakers like Matsuda Jinpei might not be that high now.

"But now..." Onizuka Yazo closed his eyes slightly, his voice a little hoarse, "I hope he doesn't graduate."

Everyone was silent.

Several people found it difficult to associate the adjective "lively" with the instructor who was usually serious, and instead thought of Songjiang Xunye.

Ida Hang had only met Songjiang Xunye once, so he didn't have a deep impression of him. However, the two police officers from the Explosives Disposal Team looked at the diary and seemed inexplicably dazed.

The habit and habit of complaining.

It really looks like...

***

This diary is quite thick, but there is not much recorded on each page. It is just the things that happened in the police academy, mixed with some random thoughts.

They saw a completely different Matsue Shigure in him—a troublemaker just like them, or even more outstanding.

He likes delicious food, but sometimes he would lose money and have no money to eat because of implementing some weird ideas.

He is keen on studying bombs, and even makes defusing bombs sound as easy as gaining experience points.

...and also got to know a little bit about the "Akabane Subaru" who often appeared in the diary.

At least he paid for most of Songjiang Shiyu's meals.

Hagiwara Kenji had a strange look on his face, and finally couldn't help but speak: "...If I were that Akabane senior, I don't think I would be able to resist beating him up!"

"He wanted to see how long he would be hungry before he fainted, and then he sent himself to the hospital. And he blamed Akabane-senpai for interrupting his experiment early?"

There were so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start.

Jinpei Matsuda: "It turns out I'm not the only one who dismantled a gun with my bare hands in shooting class... Wait! Why did you even dare to taste the gunpowder?!"

Yi Dahang couldn't help rubbing his temples and said with emotion: "Instructor Songjiang is really, really amazing..."

From all aspects.

[September 7, cloudy]

I can’t find Akabane recently. I wonder what he does when he secretly goes out. Is he in love?

I asked him directly, but he didn't reply. However, he became a little colder. I really want to know the reason behind his coldness...

I feel like this is something that can’t really be learned!!

September 9, thunderstorm

Akabane felt a little strange, I couldn't explain it, but it felt even colder. I asked other classmates about it, and they looked at me in surprise.

Why? Isn't it normal that the cooling power of an iceberg and a giant iceberg is different?

(No, how can I accept that humans can refrigerate??)

[September 18, sunny]

Akabane gave me a USB flash drive, saying it was very important and it could be a birthday present for next year. However, I have to wait until next year’s birthday to see the contents inside, so it’s quite mysterious.

It's over. I don't seem to know what to give him for his birthday. This guy doesn't seem to have any interest at all!

【October 8, cloudy】

I'm graduated. Defusing bombs is really fun. My experience points are almost full.

There are quite a lot of bombers in this small place. I'm a little curious where the gunpowder is so freely available.

If only Akabane would stop caring about me, he should be a cool guy, right? He keeps caring about when I sleep and eat, it ruins his character! *

…

Kenji Hagiwara continued flipping through the pages and found that the date on the next page had changed to September again.

*[September 8, cloudy]

Akabane's death was a bit sudden, but I can understand it. After all, I'm almost ■■……*

Below was a blurry blob of ink, which had been drawn with many strong strokes and was difficult to see clearly.

A few people were still immersed in the nonsensical yet somewhat funny daily life, when they suddenly saw this line of words, Hagiwara Kenji was so scared that he almost threw the notebook away.

Idahang still had a look of confusion on his face, and now he looked even more helpless. He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "How could this happen?"

It was so sudden. I was happily writing about my graduation at the beginning, and then calmly wrote about the death of my best friend.

The one-year gap in between did not give them any chance to buffer.

In this diary, so far, they have only seen the names of Onizuka Hachizo and others a few times, and only the name of the partner appears repeatedly from time to time.

——They have a very good relationship.

Just like the five inseparable people in the police academy.

Hagiwara Kenji pinched a corner of the book and pursed his lips: "It's about the Shibuya bombing, a case that shocked the whole country ten years ago."

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "This is a general term, referring to most of the bombings that year."

"A bomber who was seeking fame first attracted many copycats to follow his example. The files in the Explosives Unit that year alone took up half a shelf.

It is said that there was an organization behind this, but in the end it was nothing.”

Onizuka Hachizo who wanted to explain: "..."

"How do you know everything?"

Hagiwara Kenji said vaguely: "Instructor Matsue mentioned some of this to me before."

In fact, they later went to the Explosives Division's archives to investigate the case, but after just a quick glance, they could sense that the thin amount of information contained countless sacrifices.

Matsue Shigure is a person who is very good at hiding his emotions and past, so he naturally wouldn't say much, let alone take the initiative to tell Hagiwara Kenji.

He and Jinpei Matsuda knew only a little more than the others, such as the name "Akabane Subaru".

After all...he had been called the wrong name before, more than once.

***

Early that morning, Kenji Hagiwara stayed up all night to write a self-criticism before the deadline, then climbed over the wall out of the dormitory building, intending to put it in the instructor's office before he went to work the next day.

As a result, when he arrived at the teaching building, he found that the lights in the office were still on. The blond instructor did not go back to the apartment to rest, but was sitting in the corner of the office to take a nap.

He still held the red pen in his hand and his brows were furrowed.

Kenji Hagiwara didn't know if he was dizzy from writing his review, but he just walked past.

Then, the cobalt blue eyes opened, covered with a layer of mist, and on the pale face, they were dim like a star about to fall into the sea.

"Akabane?" Matsue Shigure murmured blankly, and subconsciously relaxed, even his expression became much more lively.

He seemed to want to say something, but as if he suddenly came to his senses, he shuddered and wrinkled his relaxed brows.

The mist in the eyes disappeared, and the cold glacier floated on the sea again, emitting cold air.

"Hagiwara-san." He sat up straight, and after seeing the time, his tone became even colder. "What are you doing here now?"

Kenji Hagiwara glanced at the red circle on the theoretical drawing assignment they submitted, which was pressed under Matsue Shigure's arm.

He handed the review over and changed the subject naturally: "Instructor, I still have some questions about the model we talked about in class today..."

Matsue Shigure still looked a little bewildered: "Ah? Um..."

It seems that he hasn't reacted yet, or he is always strict about professional matters.

In short, that day, Matsue Shigure talked to him about problems all night long, wrote and drew for him, simulated many cases, and taught him how to solve them step by step.

Kenji Hagiwara was a little impatient at first, but as he listened, he was attracted by the thrilling cases and gradually became serious.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Songjiang Shigure's attitude towards him was inexplicably nice throughout the entire night.

Kenji Hagiwara remembered the name he blurted out, and before leaving, he pretended to be casual and asked: "Instructor, the name you just called out, is it a family name?"

She seemed to be in a good mood. Songjiang Shiyu curled her lips for a rare moment, and her eyebrows softened a little: "They are not family members, but very important friends."

***

Onizuka Hachizo nodded in confirmation of their words.

He added: "That year was indeed an exceptionally turbulent year. Police forces were in short supply, but crimes were rampant."

"Matsue and Akabane are both very talented in bomb disposal, and are considered a famous duo in the police force, just like Matsuda and Hagiwara."

Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara looked at each other.

"But unlike you, Songjiang's unparalleled talent in bomb disposal makes him subconsciously take on more responsibilities.

When faced with a more difficult case, he would take the initiative to ask to try no matter what his situation was - you should know this too."

Several people nodded silently. After all, they had witnessed Matsue Shigure's independent thinking in bomb disposal when they were in the police academy.

But it is undeniable that he is indeed very talented.

The so-called countdown or the risk of vibration seemed like a child's toy under those absolutely steady hands.

Therefore, even when the final explosion happened right before their eyes, they still felt it was unreal.

Why...the always undefeated Matsue Shigure died in the explosion caused by their negligence?

Kenji Hagiwara's grip on the corner of the diary tightened.

"Although Akabane has a cold personality, he will condone Matsue's behavior in most cases." Onizuka Yazo continued, sighing and shaking his head, "regardless of whether it is good or bad."

Yi Dahang couldn't help but sigh: "This is not good."

When Onizuka Hachizo said this, he could already guess the outcome.

Partners should be like magnets with two poles, repelling each other but attracting each other. No matter what the situation, there is always someone who makes the right choice.

Although Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda are also partners and childhood friends, the clash of their personalities allows them to support each other in critical moments, rather than one of them getting into trouble together.

But Matsue and Akabane were different. From the previous diary, they could see that the senior Akabane was too nice to Matsue Shigure.

Onitsuka Yazo continued, "Later, Marumori Kosuke, the main suspect in the Shibuya bombing, sent a provocative letter to the police, saying that nine bombs of astonishing power had been installed in the largest shopping mall in Shibuya."

"Matsue and his team had been working non-stop for three days because of other cases and were exhausted. But when other police officers were not sure enough to defuse the bomb, he and Akabane still stepped forward."

Ida Hang pursed his lips and said, "Did the bomb removal fail?"

"It doesn't count." Onizuka Yazo glanced at him, "When they were dismantling the last bomb, they said they would provide the location of another bomb in the last three seconds, but that bomb was in the warehouse of the shopping mall, and there was no one around."

"They locked the room and no one left."

Matsuda Jinpei sighed: "Because of this case, the police have explored many solutions, and the facilities and police force have taken a big step forward. Hagi and I have also encountered such a copycat case, but fortunately we were prepared in advance."

"Anyway, when we found them..." Onizuka Hachizo recalled the scene at that time.

When the incident happened, the two policemen were unable to contact the relatives, and after much deliberation, they finally called Hachizo Onizuka from the police academy to the scene.

Onizuka Hachizo still remembers that it was a cloudy day, no rain, and the gray air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

The crowd didn't know what had happened yet and were discussing in low voices whether it was a gas leak.

The blond young man trapped in the darkness sat in the ruins with his eyes closed, watching them pry open the rocks and rush in.

There was blood on his cheeks and clothes, his messy hair was covered with sticky blood and his pale face was messily covered. His eyes, like the deep sea, seemed to be burning with bright red flames.

His hand rested gently on the face of another person, who rested his head on his thighs, falling into an eternal and peaceful sleep.

Seeing them, Songjiang Shigure smiled and said, "You are here. Please be quiet."

"After all, he hasn't slept well for three days."

***

*[September 9, heavy rain]

It says the case will be closed, Marumori Kosuke has been arrested and sentenced, probably to life imprisonment, and you should be the only one to die.

Instructor Onizuka came to see me and told me not to be too sad.

I think it’s okay, after all, it’s actually my responsibility. *

The air suddenly became so thick that it seemed to stop flowing, as if people were forced into suffocating gel, and even breathing in required severe squeezing of the lungs.

They looked at the clear and fluent handwriting in disbelief, and could judge from it that the owner of this line of words was indeed calm and rational.

"…But this is not his problem." Matsuda Jinpei murmured, not understanding, "How can this be his responsibility?"

Why did he so calmly blame himself for his partner's death, without any resentment towards the criminal or questioning the justice system?

If it were him or Hagiwara Kenji, he would have gone up and shot the thing himself!

Hachizo Onizuka took a half step back, held on to the bookshelf, took out a pill from his pocket, swallowed it, and rubbed his chest.

...He is indeed old.

"Matsue's injuries were not serious, and he was very calm after waking up." Onizuka Yazo said in a hoarse voice, with a touch of guilt, "I thought he would get over it."

Because Matsue Shigure usually behaves heartlessly, he and Akabane Subaru have only known each other for one year and six months.

Until he looked at the young man with a bright smile, and then suddenly became silent, deserted and uncommunicative after being seriously injured during a mission, just like the setting sun.

The change was so fast and earth-shaking that it caught everyone off guard.

He refused to allow any team members to participate in the operation and began to carry out high-intensity missions alone. Every time he was injured, he would be in a coma for ten days or half a month, which made his already weak body even weaker.

The emotions that were originally written on his face could no longer be seen, and it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Until one day, Songjiang Shigure applied to return to the police academy to teach, thus quitting the Explosives Unit.

Hachizo Onizuka thought he had finally come to his senses until he saw the information of Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda, who was following him, in his student file.

There's no going back to the way it was before.

***

September 22, cloudy

I realized something and dug out the USB flash drive that I had almost thrown into the corner.

It's not my birthday yet, but you can't jump up and blame me.

[September 24, heavy rain]

…

So that's how it is. I will avenge you, even if it costs me my life.