·67｜Exclusive to Jinjiang·67 (Bonus Chapter Combined)
The moment the countdown ended.
"Hey! This is my girlfriend, isn't she cute?"
Before graduating from police academy, Kenji Hagiwara took a quiet weekend and met up with some new friends he had made at the police academy at a decent noodle shop on the street.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan tightly gripped Hagiwara Ken's two fingers, cleared his throat, and said softly, "Hello."
Before the others could speak, Matsuda Jinpei leaned in with one hand in his pocket and vigorously ruffled Yomi's dark hair on her forehead: "Long time no see, you little coward."
Her shyness gradually turned into anger as Matsuda Jinpei continued to rub her. She puffed out her cheeks and kicked Matsuda Jinpei hard in the calf: "Don't think that just because you're a policeman I won't dare to hit you!"
“Ha,” Matsuda Jinpei sneered, “You’ve used up all your pitiful courage on this.”
Yomi Laichuan frowned, stood on tiptoe, and bit down on Matsuda Jinpei's arm. Unlike when she usually bit Hagiwara Kenji, she was reluctant to bite hard and would only take a couple of bites before spitting it out. Yomi Laichuan bit Matsuda Jinpei's arm and shook her head, like an angry little dog.
Matsuda Jinpei gasped, then raised his hand and slammed it on Raikawa Yomi's head with a "thud," making her shrink back.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan covered his head, which was swollen with a small bump, and with a whimper, turned around and threw himself into Hagiwara Kenji's arms: "Kenji, woof."
Kenji Hagiwara hugged the little girl in his arms, rubbing and coaxing her: "Be good, be good, we won't play with Jinpei."
Matsuda Jinpei: "Hey, Hagi."
The three of them were playfully fighting, while the other three stared with their beady eyes, feeling utterly superfluous.
After graduating from police academy, Kenji Hagiwara officially begins living with Yomi Raikawa. Wataru Date is transferred to a local police station, Rei Furuya and Kagemitsu Morofushi are missing, and only Jinpei Matsuda is forced to endure endless displays of affection day after day.
Kenji Hagiwara rested his chin on his hand, constantly rummaging through his lunch with his chopsticks. He was already tired of the pork cutlet rice bowl at the Metropolitan Police Department cafeteria.
Matsuda Jinpei took a big bite of curry and said, "Let the little coward make it for you."
Kenji Hagiwara sighed, "I want to too, but..."
A month ago, they cooked at home for the first time, intending to make a hot pot of Japanese hot pot, but Yomi Laichuan almost blew up the kitchen.
Vegetable leaves were scattered all over the floor, and the range hood was covered with unidentified oil splattered from the pot. Anyone who hadn't dozed off in middle school physics class knew that one of the conditions for water to continue boiling is a continuous heat source, i.e., continued heating. The thick soup spilled all over the tiles was still bubbling strangely, even though it had clearly lost its heat source, which gave Kenji Hagiwara a chill down his spine. He didn't even know how Yomi Yorikawa had managed to do it.
The culprit behind all this was Lai Chuan Huang Quan, who was sitting on the floor in a frog-like position, her face and forearms red from the scalding hot soup, and two vegetable leaves still hanging from her little tuft of hair. Lai Chuan Huang Quan was crying terribly, tears streaming down her face, and her nose was red from crying.
Kenji Hagiwara didn't dare to delay any longer and quickly carried Yomi Laichuan into the bathtub.
Cool water sprayed from the showerhead, cascading onto the red and swollen areas where Raikawa Yomi had been scalded by the hot soup. She cried and nestled into Hagiwara Kenji's arms, huddled up in a pitiful state, soaking a large patch of his white shirt.
For the past ten years or so, all household chores, including cooking, have been handled by a domestic helper hired by Mr. Lai Chuan at a high price. Before that, Lai Chuan Huang Quan didn't even know how to wash vegetables, let alone cook.
Mr. Lai Chuan did not come home often and did not pay enough attention to Lai Chuan Huang Quan's spiritual world, but in terms of material life, he always provided for him to the highest standard within his ability.
After receiving emergency treatment and visiting the hospital, Lai Chuan Huang Quan curled up on the sofa and accepted the snacks that Hagiwara Kenji handed him, tearing open a bag of bear-shaped cookies with a red nose.
"Good girl, good girl," Kenji Hagiwara pinched Yomi Laichuan's nose. "You watch TV first, I'll call you when I've made the hot pot."
Kenji Hagiwara doesn't cook often, but he's quite good at it. The bubbling soup was boiling, and chunks of potatoes and mushrooms bobbed up and down in the pot. Kenji Hagiwara picked up a piece of fatty beef, swished it in the pot a few times, and fed it to Yomi Raikawa.
Swallowing the meat slices smeared with soy sauce, Lai Chuan Huang Quan frowned and said, "I'm sorry, second-year graduate student. I'm so clumsy. I made a mess of dinner."
Kenji Hagiwara added several more slices of meat to Yomi Raikawa's bowl before chuckling and saying, "It's nothing, it'll be fine after we clean up."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan lowered his head in grievance: "But in the future..."
“I’ll cook from now on,” Kenji Hagiwara interrupted Yomi Rikawa with a smile. “But police work often involves overtime, so when I can’t come back, you’ll have to rely on takeout.”
"It's okay, I'm already very happy to be able to eat the food made by the second-year graduate student."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan picked up a piece of beef and fed it to Hagiwara Kenji, then hugged Hagiwara Kenji and snuggled into his arms, rubbing against his chest.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan sat on Hagiwara Kenji with her legs spread apart, rubbing against his chin and chest incessantly, acting all cute. Hagiwara Kenji held his little girlfriend in his arms, smiling helplessly. This little girl wasn't tall, had a small frame, and wasn't very fleshy, but every part of her was incredibly soft and easy to pinch.
Her soft, coquettish manner made his heart flutter. The hot pot he had just eaten was still piping hot, making him feel feverish all over.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan wiggled his butt, straightened up, and planted a big kiss on Hagiwara Kenji's face: "Kenji, you're so nice."
Hagiwara Kenji:! !
As she was pinned down on the tatami mat, Lai Chuan Huang Quan, her face flushed, glanced at the package that Hagiwara Kenji was biting on the edge of his mouth, which he hadn't even opened yet, and muttered to himself: "I won't stop until I make her cry her eyes out and tremble uncontrollably."
But Yomi Laichuan wouldn't give up so easily. Every time she saw her boyfriend off to work at the Metropolitan Police Department, she would hide in the kitchen and practice making braised beef with potatoes over and over again using a recipe on her tablet—one of Kenji Hagiwara's favorite dishes.
If Kenji Hagiwara's job is defusing bombs, then Yomi Raikawa is the queen of culinary bombs. After countless near-blowups of the kitchen, and being so disgusted by her own cooking that she gagged and couldn't even eat dinner, Yomi Raikawa finally managed to cook a pot of barely edible food.
For this dish of braised beef brisket with potatoes, Matsuda Jinpei, who was brought in as an outside helper, almost lost his sense of taste.
Matsuda Jinpei swallowed the finally cooked beef brisket that was now acceptable in his mouth: "Seriously, don't come to me with this kind of thing next time."
“But,” Yomi Laichuan fiddled with her fingers, glancing furtively at Jinpei Matsuda, “besides Kenji, Jinpei is the one who treats me the best. And he’s loyal and always has a knack for pinpointing the crux of a problem…”
Lai Chuan Huang Quan pouted, crossed his fingers as if begging, and deliberately blinked his wet eyes twice: "Please."
"Tsk, alright, alright, I'll help you then," Matsuda Jinpei said irritably, ruffling his curly hair and covering his face with a frown. "Don't look at me like that."
So he's definitely going to be the guinea pig for culinary disasters, right?
"Alright, I'm going to my shift now," Matsuda Jinpei said, putting down his spoon. "I'll leave the dishwashing to you."
He put on his coat and gave Raikawa Yomi a meaningful look: "The taste is almost right. Hurry up and make it for Hagiwara Kenji."
After saying that, he went downstairs without looking back and drove to the Metropolitan Police Department.
As for the reason for the meaningful look in Raikawa Yomi's eyes when he looked back...
"Hey, Jinpei," Hagiwara Kenji's shift today happened to be different from Matsuda Jinpei's, and it was his off-duty time. "Did Yomi drag you out to dinner today too?"
He had long ago discovered that Lai Chuan Huang Quan was secretly researching how to make braised beef with potatoes.
Matsuda Jinpei snorted and slumped into his seat.
Kenji Hagiwara smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner later."
Matsuda Jinpei: "That's more like it."
Kenji Hagiwara: "I'm off work now, see you later."
After arriving home, he first smoked a cigarette outside the building before slowly walking inside, saying, "Huang Quan, I'm back."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan was startled. She hurriedly dumped the stewed beef and potatoes that she hadn't had time to clean up into the trash can, then pretended that nothing had happened and ran to the entrance to throw herself into Hagiwara Kenji's arms: "Welcome back."
"What are you doing?" Kenji Hagiwara chuckled and ruffled Yomi Rikawa's hair. "You've taken a long time to come out and greet me this time."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan's eyes darted away: "It's nothing."
She spent a lot of time researching how to make braised beef with potatoes, all to surprise Kenji Hagiwara.
However, Kenji Hagiwara, whose reasoning abilities rival those of Matsuda and Furuya, had already discerned the truth through subtle clues. He even quietly cleaned up the kitchen mess for Yomi Raikawa, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and then carried her to bed and covered her with a blanket.
When Yomi Lai rubbed her eyes and woke up, Kenji Hagiwara sat on the edge of the bed, pretending to be clueless, and subtly passed the task of cleaning up the kitchen to Jinpei Matsuda.
On November 7, Kenji Hagihara was originally resting.
The master bedroom connects to a small balcony. Thick white gauze curtains separate the world inside and outside the window, but sunlight still seeps into the room through the cracks, casting countless beams of light at an angle.
Kenji Hagiwara smiled gently, his eyes fixed on the woman curled up in his arms, her head resting on his arm, his expression tender and affectionate. He had been awake for a while, but he couldn't bear to wake Yomi Raikawa, so he remained in the same position.
The woman leaning against him had long, thick eyelashes like butterfly wings. If she opened them, her sky-blue eyes, as if she had just woken up, would be misty, making her look innocent and pitiful. Her fair skin was as smooth as jade, and each time Kenji Hagiwara used just a little force, it left a pale cherry blossom color on her skin.
It evokes a sense of pity and makes one want to leave more color on her body, to cover her with his marks.
"Hmm..."
With his eyelids trembling, Raikawa Yomi had just opened his eyes, his consciousness not yet fully awake, when Hagiwara Kenji grabbed his waist and pulled him towards him, their lips and teeth entwined.
Only when his breathing became erratic did Kenji Hagiwara loosen his grip on her slender waist: "Good morning."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan braced himself against Hagiwara Kenji's bare chest with both hands, pushing him away to create distance between them: "Idiot, what are you doing!"
She raised her hand to wipe away the glistening liquid from her lips, her face flushed crimson.
Kenji Hagiwara bent over and buried his face in Yomi Rikawa's neck, chuckling softly as his chest heaved.
"I was just thinking..."
Kenji Hagiwara's warm, sweet voice is like a jar of thick, high-quality honey, translucent in the sunlight, with a floral aroma on the palate. The ending note is long and slightly upturned, making one's heart itch with desire.
The air was chilly in early winter, and Kenji Hagiwara felt Yomi's body temperature, which was warmer than drinking a bowl of hot soup.
A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, the words he wanted to say swirling on his tongue, but what came out were seemingly unrelated. His gaze was as gentle as moonlight, and his voice was so sweet it seemed to draw one in: "The sun is shining so brightly today, so warm and lovely."
"Hmm?" Lai Chuan Huang Quan was held tightly in his arms, and could only twist a couple of times to adjust his position: "Idiot, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Kenji Hagiwara didn't answer, but smiled and cupped Yomi Rikawa's face in his hands: "Give me a kiss." Then he kissed her without giving her a chance to refuse. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, his phone, which was lying on the bedside table, suddenly rang.
Kenji Hagiwara frowned, gave Yomi Laichuan a soft apology, and sat up to answer the phone. Yomi Laichuan, on the other hand, took the opportunity to pull up the covers and wrap herself up like a spring roll.
A persistent ache emanated from her lower back muscles, and her thigh muscles felt numb. Kenji Hagiwara was off today; if she didn't quickly wrap herself up, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed.
After hanging up the phone, Kenji Hagiwara looked bitter: "I'm sorry, there's been a bit of an emergency. We've been ordered to be at the Metropolitan Police Department within half an hour."
Upon hearing that Kenji Hagiwara was leaving, Yomi Lai frowned and complained in a low voice, "Why do we have to work overtime again?"
“There’s nothing we can do about it,” Kenji Hagiwara said, changing out of his pajamas and into a white shirt. Several faint scratch marks were still visible on his broad back. “I’ll come back after I finish my work. I’ll take you to Dorobiga to see the fireworks tonight.”
Lai Chuan Huang Quan frowned and tilted his head: "Eh? Why do you suddenly want to take me to see fireworks?"
Kenji Hagiwara chuckled without answering. He bent down and pecked Yomi Raikawa on the left cheek: "I'm leaving now."
"Um."
As soon as Kenji Hagiwara put on his coat and stepped out of the bedroom, several headlines from news apps suddenly popped up on Raikawa Yomi's phone:
— "Metropolitan Police Department recalled to full force! 30,000 lives threatened!"
—"Extremely serious incident! Bomb threat in Tokyo!"
— "..."
As she swiped her finger across the screen, Lai Chuan Huang Quan's eyes widened in panic, her heart pounding wildly. She got up and chased after her to the entrance: "I saw the news, are you sure everything's okay?"
Kenji Hagiwara put on his leather shoes and adjusted them to a comfortable position by squeezing his toes: "No problem, Jinpei and I are very strong."
She bit her lip, her brows furrowing: "But this time it seems quite serious, I'm scared..."
"Don't worry," Kenji Hagiwara leaned forward and gave Yomi Raikawa's lips a light kiss again. "Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'm going to take you to Dorobiga Paradise tonight."
"I'm leaving now, wait for me to come home."
Kenji Hagiwara turned the doorknob, his body already halfway out of the house, but suddenly turned back: "Oh right."
"What?"
—I have something to tell you after get off work.
But he swallowed the words that almost escaped his lips and gave a cheerful smile: "I'm craving braised beef brisket with potatoes tonight. Huang Quan, can you buy the groceries for me? I'll make it for you when I get back."
Lai Chuan Huang Quan paused slightly, pursed his lips in thought, then tilted his head and gave a bright smile under Hagiwara Kenji's expectant gaze: "Hmm! I'll go buy groceries in a bit!" He'd then quietly prepare the food. He was determined to give Hagiwara Kenji a big surprise.
Just imagining the surprised look on Hagiwara Kenji's face when he came home from work and saw the steaming hot beef and potato stew on the table made Raikawa Yomi smile a little silly, feeling secretly pleased.
She was completely unaware that she had fallen into a trap set by Kenji Hagiwara—he planned to propose to Yomi Raikawa today and then tell her the good news that Mr. Raikawa had agreed to their marriage. If he could taste the braised beef brisket with potatoes that Yomi Raikawa had specially practiced for him repeatedly today, he would be so happy that even the winter wind would feel warm.
Kenji Hagiwara had been looking forward to it for a long time. Every day, he sat in the office listening to Jinpei Matsuda recount how terrible the beef stew with potatoes that Izumi Kōraikawa made that day was, and how much it had improved since the last time. He couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to eat it on this important day no matter what.
He raised his eyebrows, his eyes sparkling with a dazzling light: "Then I'm off."
“Hmm,” Yomi Laichuan stood in the entryway, staring intently at Kenji Hagiwara, “I’ll be waiting for you.”
When he comes back, she will definitely surprise him.
It's just a pity...
...
While waiting for the task assignment, Kenji Hagiwara, who had already changed into riot gear, mentioned Yomi Yorikawa to Jinpei Matsuda: "If all goes well, I'll be able to invite you to a drink next spring."
Matsuda Jinpei put on thick white gloves and glanced at Hagiwara Kenji: "Although you're of legal age, Yomi still has a year before graduating from university, so why the rush?"
"I have no choice, I just want to marry Huang Quan as soon as possible. I'm worried that someone else will take her away if I wait even a second longer."
Matsuda Jinpei snorted coldly, not quite understanding: "She likes you so much, how could she possibly be married to someone else?"
Kenji Hagiwara smiled and said, "I am afraid."
When the two parted, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and told Jinpei Matsuda to give him good news.
If the accident hadn't happened, Kenji Hagiwara would have hugged and kissed Yomi Lai, who was skipping and jumping out to greet him after work, and let her cook his favorite dishes. Then he would have taken Yomi Lai to Dorobiga, the place where they met, to watch the fireworks. When she was engrossed in watching, he would have knelt down on one knee and asked her to marry him against the backdrop of the brilliant fireworks.
To prevent Yomi Lai from discovering his wedding ring, Kenji Hagiwara made a point of carrying it with him when he went out. It was now lying in the inner pocket of the suit jacket he took off when changing into his riot gear in the closet.
The second site, where Kenji Hagiwara was located, was the main site of the bomb threat, and the bombs were more sophisticated and complex. Jinpei Matsuda at the first site had successfully defused the bomb, but the Asai Villa Plaza, where Kenji Hagiwara was located, was still undergoing evacuation.
Defused a bomb is an extremely dangerous task; the slightest mistake could cause it to detonate. Kenji Hagiwara could not have carried out the defuse operation before all personnel had been evacuated. Even the heavy bomb suits could only serve to preserve the bodies at best when faced with a heavy bomb.
After directing his subordinates to help him remove the 40-kilogram bomb suit, Kenji Hagiwara was already drenched in sweat. He leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and quietly awaited the signal from the mobile unit commander.
"call--"
Slowly exhaling a puff of white smoke, Kenji Hagiwara suddenly thought of Yomi Yorikawa, that idiot must be frantically peeling potatoes in the kitchen right now.
Recalling how clumsy Yomi Laichuan was and how he sulked over the vegetables, Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but smile, his gaze softening.
The phone rang; it was Matsuda Jinpei. He had already defused the bomb and was urging Hagiwara Kenji to hurry up.
"Understood," he said, noticing his subordinate nodding at him as he spoke. "Looks like the evacuation is complete. I'll start defusing the bomb after I hang up."
"Are you wearing the bomb suit?"
“Oh, that,” Kenji Hagiwara chuckled a few times, “It was too hot, so I took it off.”
"Are you out of your mind?! What if something happens?!"
"Nothing will happen. I'm going back to propose tonight. Besides, if a bomb of this magnitude really exploded, I wouldn't survive even if I were wearing it. If something does happen to me, remember to avenge me!"
Matsuda Jinpei lowered his voice, clearly displeased: "You bastard."
The next second...
——"06."
The countdown, which had been extinguished, suddenly started again, and the red numbers represented the countdown to Death wielding his scythe.
——"05."
"Damn it! Run!!"
——"04."
"Hagi? Hagi! What's going on over there?!"
——"03."
Kenji Hagiwara stood up.
Unlike his teammates who were fleeing, he turned and lunged at the bomb. He was the captain of the explosives disposal squad, one of the fastest-rising and most promising geniuses in the history of the mobile unit; this was his responsibility and duty.
——"02."
The vibrant red reflected on Kenji Hagiwara's eyelids, stinging his pupils.
Damn it!
Just yesterday, he was sitting in front of Mr. Lai Chuan and saying that Huang Quan was someone he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.
——"01."
I'm not reconciled!
He was just a hair's breadth away from marrying her.
Hatred and despair surged through his chest, causing him excruciating pain in his heart, as if thousands of tiny needles were moving through his veins with each heartbeat.
Kenji Hagiwara gritted his teeth, his eyes bulging with fury.
He pronounced those two words, which felt incredibly heavy to him, with all his might.
"The Underworld".
mine……
——"00."
……spouse.
...
The force of the bomb explosion nearly shattered an entire floor. Matsuda Jinpei stood downstairs, looking up at the tall building and shouting at the top of his lungs.
A slender fruit knife sliced Lai Chuan Huang Quan's finger, fell to the ground, and bounced back up. Several peeled potatoes were still piled on the coffee table. Blood oozed from the cut that spanned half a finger, flowing down his skin and dripping onto the floor, staining the tiles red.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan seemed oblivious to the pain, her eyes wide as she stared intently at the live television broadcast. Her eyes instantly became bloodshot, and she shuffled closer to the television, her body swaying as if she hadn't eaten for three days and was on the verge of death.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan knelt down in front of the television with a thud, gripping the screen tightly with both hands, wishing he could jump into the screen, fly to the scene, and fly to Hagiwara Kenji's side.
"Huh?"
Her throat was dry and tight, and she could only manage to squeeze out a single syllable that contained too much emotion. Her mouth was open, but her lungs kept contracting, as if the oxygen was being sucked out, and she felt dizzy and suffocated.
Her eyes were painfully dry, and her mind was a complete blank. Her temples throbbed with pain, as if a thick, long iron nail had been hammered into her brain.
Lai Chuan Huang Quan tried to open his eyes wide, but his vision gradually blurred, and the scene in his field of vision began to shake.
She collapsed to the ground, her body slamming against the tiles. Her vision blurred, and she murmured hoarsely, "Second year of graduate school..."
Then she lost consciousness.
[Author's Note]
The words that Yomi Yomi recalled have been revised.
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Rika Uehara has a passive skill: Resurrection.
If she was within 100 meters of the crime scene at the time of the incident, the victim would create a medical miracle.
Elementary school detective: You're the culprit!
Just as the murderer was about to cry, kneel, and express remorse, the victim, who had been dead for six hours, suddenly coughed a few times and slowly sat up from the floor marked with white lines.
Everyone: ?
Murderer: ...fuck
Uehara Rika guiltily looked away.
Rika Uehara also has a passive skill: she can see the script and role that people around her are currently playing.
Despite being a complete homebody, Matsuda invited her out for dinner. Just as she was trying to figure out how to tell him that she didn't like going out, she discovered that the "script type" above Matsuda's head had changed.
Seeing the police officer from the Explosives Division with a bashful expression on his face as he looked at the three big characters "Romance Film" above his head, Uehara Rika dropped the chicken leg and ran away.
The main police academy group, the main story begins in the Conan timeline, and the rescue has been completed.
Everyone sticks on.
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