It takes quite a while to get back to Tokyo from Nishitama City.
When passing through the service area, Fujiwara Yuu did not forget to refuel the car. During this time, Matsuda Jinpei ran to the supermarket to buy four hot croquettes. Combined with the free coffee at the service area, the two of them were able to barely solve the problem of food and clothing.
High-calorie food can instantly fill the stomach with fullness. Even though the croquettes are not big, the energy they provide is enough to cheer them up and continue the return journey.
It was already 6:20 pm when we arrived in Tokyo. There weren't many people visiting the Beika Museum at this time, but it's not ruled out that some visitors like to visit the museum after dinner, making the after-dinner walk more romantic.
Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako, who had been waiting nearby, were sitting in the car eating hamburgers. After someone knocked on the car window twice, Takagi Wataru glanced out the window and quickly unlocked the car.
Kenji Akihara, who was dozing off in the back seat of the car accompanied by the smell of hamburgers, was awakened by the noise. He rubbed his eyes and saw his two best friends sandwiched between him, one on each side.
Fujiwara Yuu directly handed the dolphin bracelet to Akihara Kenji and deliberately asked:
"You two groups will enter separately later, with a five-minute interval. Remember not to make unnecessary eye contact in the art gallery... Oh, and what's your name?" Lan
"My name is Kenji Akihara, and I'm from the explosive ordnance disposal team, along with Jinpei Ko. It's our first meeting, so please be kind. Inspector Takashi, if you need any help in the future, you can always call me, provided I'm available, of course."
Akihara Kenji naturally knew why Fujiwara Yu asked so many questions. On the surface, he was introduced by Yin Dahang to help, and the police officers from different departments were not familiar with each other, so Fujiwara deliberately pretended not to know him to avoid any questions from the two people in the front seat.
Jinpei Matsuda half-closed his eyes and watched his two best friends acting in front of him. He looked up and down at the look prepared by Kenji Akihara, and he had to say that he really had a playboy feel. I wonder where he borrowed the dark purple suit and leopard print shirt from. He looked like a butterfly among flowers.
He suddenly remembered a case that happened during his time in police academy, and when he looked at Sosuke Takagi, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
The two people in the front seat looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand what was so funny about the conversation just now. Why was this Officer Matsuda, who was wearing sunglasses and looked like he had a bad temper, a little strange?
Fujiwara Yu roughly guessed the reason why Matsuda laughed out loud. He glared at Matsuda and said seriously:
"Takagi, Sato, don't let your guard down. This case is different from usual. There might be secret agents of the criminal gang in the art museum. You must be careful when you act. If you sense something is wrong, run away. Carry out the mission under the condition of ensuring safety. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Then you guys go ahead."
"yes!"
When Takagi Wataru pushed open the car door, he was still a little nervous. It was not because he was nervous about the task, but because he was wondering whether he and Officer Sato could play the role of a couple on a date well.
Just when he was struggling with how to get along with Officer Sato, something wrapped around his arm. He turned his head in surprise and found that Officer Sato was holding his arm... Was he already immersed in the role before he even entered the room?
Miwako Sato's mind was full of tasks. Although she had no experience in liking anyone or being in love, she had accompanied her mother to watch many meaningless late-night dramas. Many loving couples went out either holding hands or arm in arm, so she tried to learn from them, but she was not very good at controlling the strength.
"Um, Officer Zuo, Officer Zuo Teng?"
"Takagi, call me Miwako from now on, and don't stutter when you speak, it will sound fake." Sato Miwako would not allow the mission to fail, so she stopped and looked at Takagi Wataru seriously, and said in a tone that did not allow for rejection.
"yes!"
"What do you want me to do?"
Takagi Shigeru smiled awkwardly and stretched out his right hand, which was not being held, and pointed at his left arm, which seemed to be strangled.
"Um...Meihezi, please loosen up a little. My arm is about to be strangled."
Sato Miwako then realized that her nervousness had prevented her from controlling her strength, and she quickly let go of her hand. She spread her hands out somewhat embarrassedly, her tone a little awkward:
"Takagi, let's hold hands. I will control the strength."
"Okay, Miwako."
Sitting in the car, Jinpei Matsuda listened to the conversation coming from the headset and almost hurt himself from laughing. He gave the two people beside him a thumbs up. No matter how you look at it, these "actors" don't understand love.
Fujiwara Yu calmly turned off his headset and whispered to Matsuda Jinpei:
"Stop laughing, it's like you've talked about it before."
“…”
Jinpei Matsuda felt like he had been dealt a critical blow. He held his cheek in his hand in confusion and muttered to himself: Tsk, at least I had a first love after all. Even though I didn't end up in a relationship, at least I had someone I admired.
Akihara Kenji, who was in the middle, was busy fixing his hair. After making sure that everything was fine, he pushed Matsuda and asked him to make room so that he could leave.
"Hey, Hagi."
"Um?"
When Kenji Akihara turned around, he found that Jinpei Matsuda looked very serious. It had been a long time since he saw him with such an expression. The last time was when he had a small accident during the bomb disposal process and the aftermath of the bomb broke his left foot and he was in a wheelchair for two months.
"Be careful and don't get hurt."
Akihara Kenji smiled knowingly. To ease the somewhat awkward atmosphere, he blinked deliberately and, imitating the tone of a certain profession, said playfully:
"Oh my~ I won't let the kittens get scared, just wait here for me to come back!"
Fujiwara Yuu and Matsuda Jinpei's faces turned ugly in an instant. They felt goose bumps all over their bodies. They looked at each other and said in unison:
"...Get lost, I'm going to vomit."
Matsuda Jinpei raised his foot and kicked Akihara Kenji in the buttocks, then slammed the car door shut mercilessly. After being kicked away, Akihara Kenji brushed off any dirty footprints on his buttocks and walked towards the Beika Museum.
He was not unhappy about being kicked, but instead felt very comfortable with this kind of interaction.
They are no longer children and will be thirty years old in two years.
Thinking of my two best friends who were assigned to be undercover, I really don’t know if I can sit down with them openly and toast to celebrate at my 30th birthday party.
As a child, Kenji Akihara always wanted to grow up quickly so he could share the burden his family had accumulated during the bubble economy. But as an adult, he began to think that it would be better if time could just go a little slower.
Humans are indeed contradictory creatures.
Kenji Akihara shook his head slightly, straightened his clothes, walked up the stairs and entered the Beika Art Museum, raised the corners of his mouth and deliberately showed off the dolphin bracelet on his wrist.
Sure enough, he successfully got a blank small card and an exquisite gold-plated ballpoint pen from the staff.
Tsk, what a luxury.
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