There was less than half an hour left until midnight. Outside the police academy dormitory building, apart from the guards holding flashlights to protect the safety of the police academy students, the only people left were those who climbed over the walls sneaking around all the surveillance cameras.
Fujiwara Yu stood under the tree and watched Matsuda Jinpei fly up the seven-meter-high sycamore tree in less than ten seconds, as agile as a wild monkey with naturally curly hair.
"What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to pull you up?" Matsuda Jinpei, who was already sitting astride the high wall, said sarcastically, not realizing that he had become a wild monkey in someone's eyes.
Fujiwara Yu had no intention of climbing the tree because he was more afraid of crushing a fat bug dormant on the tree trunk at night than getting his hands dirty. The thought of that scene made him want to chop off his hands.
So he chose to run directly towards the high wall, using his height advantage and instant speed burst, pushing off the wall and quickly grabbing the upper edge, using the strength of his arms and waist and abdomen to pull his entire body up, and without pausing, he directly climbed over the lower wall.
Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but applaud at the smooth and flowing operation, while cursing:
"Fuji, I have the right to suspect that you often do this kind of thing. During the day, you are a good boy in the eyes of the teacher, but at night, you do some shameful things. Hey, after graduation, do you think I should go to the Second Investigation Section to catch you, thief classmate?"
"I still prefer phantom thieves to thieves. It sounds cooler." Fujiwara Yuu brushed off the dust on his trouser legs after landing, raised the corner of his mouth and joked along with Matsuda's meaning.
"Phantom Thief?" Matsuda Jinpei leaped down, feeling a slight pain in his feet. He feigned composure, but placed his hand on Fujiwara's shoulder, asking, "Speaking of which, a few years ago, I often read in the newspapers about that Phantom Thief who gave the Metropolitan Police Department's Second Investigation Division a headache. What was his name?"
Fujiwara Yu raised his hand to remove Matsuda Jinpei's hand on his shoulder. He was very confident in his memory and said without hesitation:
"Are you referring to Phantom Thief No. 1412, who committed crimes in 12 countries, including Japan, the United States, and France?"
"Yes, that's him. He seems to have been inactive recently. Could he have been secretly arrested by the police of some country? In fact, I think he is quite talented and worth recruiting." Jinpei Matsuda, who is keen on dismantling various electronic products, said that he could understand and he couldn't help but dismantle those difficult locks when he saw them.
"I think he might have offended someone, like stolen something he shouldn't have."
"That's not impossible. There is definitely a dark side to this world, just like not all police officers are good."
Fujiwara Yuu, who already knew about Matsuda Jinpei's past, did not refute it. Instead, he shrugged his shoulders and said casually:
“We can’t force others to do what they want, but at least we can do our best.”
"Yeah, just like the oath the golden-haired bastard representative swore at the induction ceremony, as a police officer, you must always maintain your original intention and uphold justice as a police officer."
"Well, I believe you will make a good and qualified police officer."
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The streets of Fuchu City are very quiet at night. They do not have the bustling neon lights of the Tokyo metropolitan area. Instead, they have an inexplicable feeling of being on a country road. This may be due to the remote location of the police academy.
Most of the shops on the commercial street have closed down. In 1996, when small shops were everywhere, it was not easy to find a 24-hour convenience store.
The night breeze was cool, carrying the delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms across his face. Fujiwara Yuu placed his hands behind his head and followed Matsuda Jinpei at a leisurely pace. He looked up at the night sky and asked:
"Are you sure there's an open convenience store in this direction?"
"I'm not directionally challenged, unlike you." Matsuda Jinpei grinned provocatively, adding proudly, "In order to be able to buy cigarettes at night, I've thoroughly researched the surrounding facilities."
"You're worthy of using your brain for this."
Although Fujiwara Yu was teasing Matsuda, he still admired him for being able to remember all the facilities around him. This cannot be remembered by memory alone, but also requires good spatial logic ability.
After crossing two alleys, we finally arrived at the convenience store a few kilometers away. The girl behind the cashier was dozing off, her head like a wooden fish. If it weren't for the "Welcome" when we entered, her drool would have dripped onto the counter.
Matsuda Jinpei skillfully took out his driver's license and said something in code that non-smokers wouldn't understand:
"Two bags for number 62. I'll put the money here."
After confirming the photo on the driver's license, the female cashier helped me get the cigarette number 62, which was a Peace brand mellow hard pack cigarette, priced at only 600 yen.
"Are you such a heavy smoker? Do you need to buy two more packs?"
Matsuda Jinpei took the cigarettes and decisively stuffed a pack into Fujiwara Yu's hand, saying calmly:
"Of course I'm asking you to hide a pack for me! Oh, and I almost forgot I need to buy a bottle of mouthwash. If I don't get rid of the smell of cigarettes, I'm going to get caught by that old man again."
Fujiwara Yuu looked helplessly at the cigarette in his hand. He had somehow become Matsuda's accomplice in the cigarette hoarding. However, he had no aversion to the smell of cigarettes. He didn't smoke simply because he felt it was harmful to his health. He never liked to do things that were not good for him.
After buying cigarettes, there was no need to wander around in the dim streets. The two returned to the high wall where they came from. Little did they know that there were two accomplices who climbed over the wall to buy midnight snacks. The smell of pizza in the plastic bag successfully aroused the appetite of the two people who bought cigarettes.
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