Kasugawa Shugo felt almost numb all over, his head was buzzing, but his remaining rationality made him quickly walk into the crowded mall, and while no one was paying attention, he went to the bathroom to change his clothes. In November

, it was not uncommon to wear masks and hats, and many people wrapped themselves up tightly to avoid the cold. He put on a white mask, covered his head with a hood, and pulled it down to cover his eyes. He

had just reported for duty when he caught up with the final roundup of a multinational organization. He and his senior had been guarding the rotten-end building day and night for four days, and finally saw a group of people who drove to trade drugs. But those who dared to do this were a group of desperate criminals. Seeing that he was surrounded, he directly poured gasoline into the car and wanted to burn it.

Kasugawa Shugo violently broke open the car door, dragged out the man whose clothes were already burning with his bare hands, and rushed to the back seat to rescue the transaction items. Only if these "evidences" were not destroyed could they be convicted.

The fire in the car was completely out of control. Fortunately, those people did not splash gasoline on their clothes. They were quickly pinned to the ground by the seniors to put out the fire on their bodies. The handcuffs firmly handcuffed their hands behind their backs. The seniors pressed the prisoners and shouted to Kasugawa Shugo, "Go!"

The fire was getting bigger and bigger. The seniors quickly found a shelter and dragged Kasugawa Shugo, who was a beat slower, over. Several people fell to the ground together with the prisoners, and then, a huge explosion sounded behind them.

Hearing the noise gradually subside, he stood up panting and put his hair back, only to find that he had been holding the burning poison packaging bag. His palms had lost feeling and were swollen and red, but he couldn't see clearly because of the dim sky.

"Shugo," the senior who was in charge of taking care of him was named Takeda. He was a tough man who looked very similar to Date Kou, about thirty years old. Because he was always busy with tasks and had no time to take care of himself, his chin was unshaven, his arms were strong, and he firmly controlled the poison. "Go take care of the wound first when we get back."

Kasugawa Shugo had consumed too much energy in the past few days and now he really didn't have the energy to speak. He just nodded as a response. The other two seniors also pushed the prisoners to stand up and stuffed them into the car of the colleagues who came to pick them up.

The wound was quickly properly treated. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He was absent-minded for a few minutes, and then hurried to the interrogation room. Although the arrest mission had been completed, there were still many things to deal with later.

The door next to the interrogation room was covered. He poked his head in and happened to meet the eyes of Takeda, who was guzzling coffee. The senior had a small burn on the right side of his face, which made his originally handsome and serious appearance even more sinister.

"Senior..." Kasugawa Shugo was not afraid of him at all, he just leaned over and said, "Drinking coffee again."

"You are young, but you care a lot," the other party heard his words, paused his hand movements, but still tilted his head back and poured all the coffee into his mouth. There was a harsh snapping sound when the can was crushed, and Takeda Daiji threw it into the trash can accurately, and reached out to swipe the other party's head.

"Why don't you wait for me to make tea, I have said that drinking too much coffee is not good for your health," seeing Takeda senior's reaction, Kasugawa Shugo said angrily, and used his uninjured right hand to take the kettle to boil water, and brought out the tea leaves and teapot to prepare them.

Because the most dangerous part of this mission has ended, the atmosphere has become much more relaxed. The captain, who usually smokes while looking at the documents with a frown on his brow, put out the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and said with a smile, "Takeda, how come you take a junior with you as if you got married."

The whole room became lively after hearing this. A senior wearing glasses patted Takeda Daiji on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, didn't Takeda say that he wanted to get married during the temple festival this year? Now he's here, isn't he?"

"Go away,"

Kasugawa Shugo, who had only been there for less than a week, had already gotten used to the teasing of his seniors. He thought that they were so active only when they had the rare chance to relax because the missions were usually too dangerous and arduous.

There are several departments in the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department. The Narcotics Countermeasures Office of the General Affairs Department is undoubtedly the most dangerous and has the heaviest tasks. Most of the members are selected after working in other departments for a certain period of time. Few graduates are willing to come to this department, and even if they want to, it is difficult to pass the assessment.

A 22-year-old police academy graduate suddenly came to the "older" department with an average age of 35. He looks pleasing and has a good personality. He works hard and is used to being a good boy. The "seniors" couldn't help but tease him.

The boiling hot water was poured into the transparent teapot, and it turned reddish brown in a short while. When Kasugawa Shugo came, he found that these seniors relied on coffee and cigarettes every day, so he bought a lot of tea leaves and placed them in the tea room. The refreshing effect is the same, and it is much healthier than the former, but there is nothing you can do about smoking.

"Okay, you go back and rest."

Kasugawa Shugo was arranging the tea cups in a row and was about to reach for the teapot, but someone got there first. Takeda Daiji picked up the teapot and said to him.

"Huh?"

"Come back tomorrow morning, go back and rest for a night," Takeda Daiji repeated in a cold tone.

"Ha, Takeda is a bad guy," the captain hooked his arm around his neck, smiled and held up a cup of tea, "He's worried that you're too tired. Anyway, there's less to do tonight, so go back and have a good rest."

"But you're still... sorry," Kasugawa Shugo was interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone before he finished speaking. He picked up the phone and recognized it as Matsuda Jinpei's number at a glance, so he apologized to his seniors and walked out the door to answer it.

"... Jinpei?"

He had deleted all traces of his friends on his phone since the day he entered the General Affairs Office. He didn't need to be anonymous like an undercover drug-hunting policeman, but he still had to be careful and cautious about interpersonal relationships.

Takeda Daiji had a senior who was on a mission on the street when his three-year-old daughter happened to pass by. She broke away from her mother's hand and ran over to him, calling him "Dad". He ignored her with a cold face at the time. But a few days later, the house caught fire again, and his wife and three-year-old daughter died at home.

This was the first thing Takeda told him.

So when he deleted all traces, he memorized his friends' phone numbers. If he was not completely sure that he was in a safe place when he called, he would pretend that he did not know the person on the other side and ask "Excuse me, who are you?", but now Kasugawa Shugo can directly call the other person's name. Something

was not right. There was no reply from the other end for a long time. He suddenly had a bad feeling and quickly turned up the volume. Then he heard slow breathing from the other end, followed by the crisp sound of a lighter being turned on .

Many possibilities crowded in his mind. Kasugawa Shugo even wondered if he had been exposed as soon as he arrived. The other party had captured Matsuda Jinpei and called him on his mobile phone to confirm whether they knew each other.

His heart was pounding. Suddenly, a chuckle came from the other end. It was a familiar voice, but the tone was very unfamiliar. The suppressed emotions under the laughter frightened him, but he didn't dare to ask what was wrong. After an unknown amount of time, Matsuda Jinpei spoke.

"That Hagi guy is dead."

Sha's voice was extremely hoarse and very small, but it exploded in Kasugawa Shugo's head like thunder. He thought he was shouting, but in fact, the sound was as small as a mosquito when it reached the other end. There was a vague response from the other end and the phone was hung up.

"What's wrong?" Noticing that he had been out for too long, Takeda Daiji, who came out to check, was frightened by his expression. Kasugawa Shugo grabbed his clothes and said, "Senior, I'm going to take a night off."

Takeda Daiji was stunned by what the expression on Kasugawa Shugo's face reminded him of. When he wanted to speak, the other party had already turned around and ran away. It was not until

he reached the door and was blown by the cold wind that Kasugawa Shugo reacted. He suppressed his emotions and mixed into the mall. After changing his clothes, he made sure that no one noticed, then he tightened his hat and walked into Matsuda Jinpei's apartment.

As soon as he opened the door, he was hit by the pungent smell of cigarettes. From unfamiliar to familiar, it only took one night for his friend who had never smoked to go from unfamiliar to familiar. As soon as he stepped into the entrance, he saw his curly-haired friend sitting on the floor leaning against the sofa, with the cigarette butt as the only flame.

Jinpei Matsuda was very silent. To be honest, he felt something was wrong after he made the call. He knew how dangerous his friend's job was, but...

He claimed that he was not a fragile guy, but the unfinished call and the exploding building almost shattered everything in him. The shouting from the man on the phone kept echoing, as if to make him remember forever the scene of his friend being blown to death in front of him. Jinpei Matsuda felt that he was immediately drowned in repressed emotions. He didn't know how he got back to the team or how he went home.

Allowing himself to fall into the dark room, he suddenly felt that he needed someone to help him. Maybe without anyone noticing, he could slowly recover, put on a layer of intact skin to cover up his shattered insides, and return to the processing team again, being the proud and unsociable ace, but... what if someone could help him?

And before his brain could react, his fingers had already dialed Kasugawa Shugo's number.

Now the person who came all the way because of his words was standing at the door. He coughed twice because of the smell of smoke, but he kept walking and quickly rushed to the sofa.

No one spoke. Kasugawa Shugo sat next to his friend. At this moment, words seemed pale and powerless. Silence was the best answer. He looked up at the living room light of the Matsuda family. Occasionally, the other party would mumble a few words, all of which were incoherent.

I don't know how much time has passed, and I don't know how many cigarettes the guy next to him has smoked. The black curly head suddenly drooped to his shoulders, and the man fell asleep heavily in the crook of his neck.

There were obvious dark circles under his eyes, and his pond-like face now looked haggard and slovenly, so Kasugawa Shugo guessed that the other party probably hadn't slept all day, so the accident of Hagiwara Kenji should have happened yesterday.

Good, very good.

Going to defuse the bomb without wearing an explosion-proof suit, and not putting up a signal isolator is still underestimating the enemy.

Inferring the cause and effect from Matsuda Jinpei's few words, he felt a surge of anger in his heart, crushing the pain just now, and his teeth were clenched.

After I rescue you, I will see how I beat you!

Kasugawa Shugo gently rubbed Matsuda Jinpei's black hair, and traced his eyebrows that had been tightly locked with his fingertips. Then, on the other side, Tsukiyama opened the system interface inward, accurately selected the time conversion card, and went back to three days ago. When

he opened his eyes again, he was back to the dilapidated building. The horizon in the distance was shining, and it seemed that the sun was about to rise.

I can't leave here, but...

"Teacher, Fei Niao Wu is not feeling well today and needs to take a leave..." The black-haired young man smiled and said to the other end of the phone, his hand lightly resting on the head of the serious white-haired boy, "Okay, thank you."

"I'm going to Japan," the man with cold gray eyes came down from the second floor and said suddenly.

No matter it is the bomber or the guy who took the bomb lightly.

The four people sneered at the same time.

Just wait for me.

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body plus three vests: Burning with anger ing

Hagiwara Kenji, who is still lying in bed in this timeline: Why is my back suddenly cold...

and: Catching. Drug police is really a great and hard job!

After checking the relevant information, there is no undercover arrest. Drug police can contact friends and family, and go home, but they will not tell relatives and friends about their work and profession, so it is not that they have disappeared without a trace. The only ones who disappeared are the two undercover guys. Don't worry~

So Shuugo will pretend not to know his relatives and friends in public places, but they will still get together secretly in private.

Don't worry, the keyboard will ensure that Shuugo will not be discovered by bad guys when he gets together, and he will be alive and kicking!

Why do you say that I am a hateful knife (explanation)