It was almost 10pm when we arrived at Beihua Station.
The information desk at the station was closed at this time of day. Fujiwara Yu, who seldom took the subway, stood in a daze at the empty information desk. His mind went blank for a moment, and he wondered if the address he was thinking of was different from Miyano Akemi's. Otherwise, how would he get the last letter from the information desk?
Fujiwara Yu frowned and took out the third letter again. After carefully checking the contents to make sure he had not missed any information, he had no choice but to wander aimlessly in Beika Station, trying to find clues that looked like hints.
"Eh? Excuse me, are you Officer Ying Si?"
Suddenly, a girl's voice came from beside him. Fujiwara Yuu realized that this person might have been arranged by Miyano Akemi. He couldn't help but force a fake smile on his face and nodded:
"Yes, that's me. May I ask..."
"Great, it's really Officer Takashi. I'm your fan!" The girl didn't even notice that the smile on Takashi Sosuke's face suddenly disappeared. She was busy with her own excitement: "I left a message on your support blog. Can you give me an autograph? I'll consider it a Valentine's Day gift for me!"
Turns out it’s not.
Fujiwara Yuu frowned slightly without a smile on his face. He did not think that he was a public figure who could give autographs to anyone at will, and as a policeman he did not need fans to support him.
So he didn't take the pen from the girl, and left in a hurry after saying:
"I'm sorry, I'm not an entertainer, so I'm not allowed to refuse. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
The girl looked at Sosuke Takagi's back as he looked around and left. She was not angry about the rejection. Instead, she felt that the principled Officer Takagi was even more attractive.
But does he look like this because he is late for a date?
The girl couldn't help but show an envious expression when she thought of this. Being able to date Sosuke Takagi, she would never feel insecure for the rest of her life... That's great. She also wants to find a police officer as her boyfriend in the future!
Fujiwara Yuuko had no idea what the girl was thinking. He just wanted to crack the code in the letter as quickly as possible. However, after circling Beika Station, no one else came to talk to him, and there were no strange clues left on the walls, which left him confused.
What went wrong?
How come I, who could solve any case, failed at the critical moment?
Fujiwara Yu walked towards the vending machine beside him in confusion. He did not choose the canned coffee he usually drank, but chose hot chocolate which was more suitable for winter. The slightly bitter sweet taste has always been his favorite.
Just as he bent down to take out the hot chocolate, he keenly noticed a gaze cast at him. After quickly turning around to confirm who it was, the unexpected person appeared in his field of vision.
How could she be here?
Akemi Miyano, wearing a khaki beret and a camel windbreaker, with the lower half of her face covered tightly by a red scarf. She was holding a cup of steaming oden in her hand, which smelled very fragrant.
Even if only a pair of eyes were exposed, he could easily recognize it.
Fujiwara Yuu held the hot chocolate in his hand in tacit understanding, and imitated Miyano Akemi and stood by the wall. They communicated in a strange way with the vending machine between them.
He took out his vibrating cell phone from his windbreaker. His cell phone had a special device set up, so he didn't have to worry about his call records with Akemi Miyano being exposed to the organization.
"Fujiwara-kun, didn't you expect that the last letter would be from me?"
It had been two months since he last heard Miyano Akemi's voice. Fujiwara Yu gently placed the rim of the cup against his lower lip, a smile of joy on the corner of his mouth. He really hadn't expected to see her today.
It was indeed an unexpected surprise, and he liked it very much.
There was an unconcealable smile in his eyes, and a rare tenderness was revealed in his ultramarine pupils:
"...Well, I never expected that the surprise you prepared would be a perfect crime."
"How can you describe the surprise I carefully planned as a crime?" Miyano Akemi's tone was mixed with complaints. It was really difficult to hear some romantic words from this man.
No wonder Sayuri said that falling in love with a piece of wood is a tiring thing.
But she seemed a little different. She quite liked to see him looking "dumb" and at a loss, just like now. Just by listening to his tone, she could imagine his serious expression with a frown on his face.
She seemed to be enjoying it.
Fujiwara Yu noticed the change in Miyano Akemi's tone. When he encountered difficult things, he habitually frowned, which created a strange aura, so much so that a passerby who was about to buy a drink at the vending machine retracted his foot.
The paper cup placed next to his lips suffered an unexpected disaster. Worry and nervousness made him inadvertently bite a row of teeth marks on the rim of the cup, as if to show off that his teeth were good enough.
He didn't have time to find the right words to reply, and his tone seemed a little urgent, and he started with an apology:
"Sorry, my adjectives are a bit lacking. You know I'm not good at compliments...I didn't mean to."
There were already few opportunities for them to meet, and he didn't want to cause her misunderstanding in the limited time.
He didn't want her to misunderstand him, and he hoped that this word would never happen to them.
Fujiwara Yu, who was anxiously waiting for the other party's forgiveness, suddenly heard a chuckle in his ear, and the wrinkles between his brows couldn't help but relax. He wanted to lean over and take a look, but he felt that peeking was a foul, so he had to suppress his thoughts.
He pursed his dry lips, leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on the toes of his leather shoes, and said in a muffled voice:
"Did I say something humorous just now? Or did my apology not come across as sincere enough and make you angry?"
"No," Miyano Akemi interrupted him, fearing that Fujiwara Yuu might have some wild thoughts. She tilted her head with a smile, showing no sign of anger at all. Her cheerful tone was undoubtedly filled with joy. "I'm honored to be described as a 'perfect crime' by you."
"But you just..."
"I was teasing you on purpose. I wanted to see how dumb you are."
Was it just a prank on myself?
Fujiwara Yuu's anxious heart was completely relieved. He glared with a half-moon eye, a little dissatisfied, and said helplessly:
"Generally speaking, you don't like to see people talking nonsense."
He has always hoped that he would be an excellent person in the eyes of his loved ones, but now that Akemi Miyano has used the word "stupid" to describe him, he inexplicably feels that he is a bit stupid.
Stupidity has nothing to do with excellence, so she likes to be a little stupid?
Clearly, he knows nothing about love.
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