Chapter 94: Coindo·Excitement

[c——a——o——cao! I killed Coindo ahhhhh where’s the knife where’s my knife——]

[Haha... last second I was still shouting “two handsome guys are fighting Modo Modo”, now I just want to travel back in time and beat myself to death...what are you fighting for? When I just started fighting, I should have shouted “stop fighting”! ]

[#Kasugawa Shugo covered his neck and slid down slowly against the wall#Private Marseille... I was really shocked by the battle damage scene... sob sob sob sob sob sob sob sob sob sob...]

[Some unprecedented scenes of taking off pants while being sob (Cosmic Cat Head.jpg)]

[Matsuda——hagi——This must be a psychological shadow for a lifetime. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that his friend who was making a fuss on the phone a few minutes ago had his throat slit——]

[Save the police officer, sob sob sob sob sob, save him, I wish I could just carry the ambulance in and take him away]

The forum was still in a state of extreme shock. Looking around, there was only large-scale crying. Before they could react, the protagonist of the Cointreau chapter finally made his official appearance.

Looking at the above comments, Officer Kurosa felt like laughing, but because of the blood loss, although he didn't feel any pain, the system reminder interface began to flash a dark red light. He felt that his synchronization rate had dropped to a too low level, and the corners of his mouth just twitched.

Then, Kasugawa Shugo saw the eyes of his two friends, and even the last bit of smile faded.

It was really... I actually let them see this.

Intense guilt instantly rose from his heart. He pierced his eyes with some difficulty, feeling that sleepiness was about to drown him, but he still didn't dare to close his eyes.

If he closed his eyes at this time, he didn't know how scared they would be.

Apologize properly after this is over... Even if there will be more dangerous work in the future, at least apologize properly this time. No matter how these two people attack you in the future, just let them beat you up.

Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji almost froze at the door, and for a few seconds they even forgot to breathe.

The smell of blood, gunpowder smoke, and the bright white light.

The lounge was in chaos. The picture frame shot through by the bullet was hanging on the wall and was about to fall down. The woman who fell to the ground and had lost her breath still had a trace of dried blood under the bullet hole on her forehead. The overflowing smell of blood was wrapped in the humid air from the sea, and it was so thick that it was hard to breathe.

The guy who was laughing and talking nonsense on the phone just a second ago sat against the wall, his eyes still slightly rounded, holding up an arc of surprise, as if he had not yet reacted to what had just happened.

The chestnut-haired man covered his neck with one hand, but he could not stop the blood from constantly overflowing from his throat. The red liquid slowly flowed out from between his fingers, slid over the back of his hand and wrist, and flowed down along his smooth forearm, wetting the snow-white fabric like a bunch of brightly colored flowers.

The wound on the man's abdomen had already stained all the fabric.

Seeing the two people coming in, he showed a smile of relief, but it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to curl the corners of his mouth.

On the wall beside him was a row of messy bloodstains, as if Kasugawa Shugo had tried to stand up countless times, but he just rubbed his weak hands against the wall and smeared all the blood on his hands on the wall.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a small drop of blood splashed up from where his skin was broken by the sharp blade, and it had already spread between the small eyelashes, making a dark spot suddenly appear on the eyelashes that were lighter in color under the light.

Those round, smiling mandarin orange eyes turned into a beautiful glass ball without any life in the bleak light. It was not known whether it was because of the pain or something else, but a layer of mist covered the inside, reflecting two figures rushing over. In the glass ball, Jinpei Matsuda saw himself running forward in panic.

His face was probably even paler than the other person's.

The man was distracted and thought of a casual chat he had with Kenji Hagiwara not long ago.

The two were in the same classroom and had known each other since childhood. They often went out for a drink during the high-pressure work. Sometimes they went to the "old place", but in this place they only drank and chatted about random things.

Sometimes they went home. The wine was not as good as the one prepared by professionals, but they obviously did not pursue this kind of taste. Whether it was the discounted beer in the supermarket or the various strong liquors that Hagiwara Kenji brought, the two of them could choose a day and sit in one of their houses to drink all night.

At this time, there was much more to talk about.

The two talked about the two guys who had lost contact since then, and how shocked they were when they saw the blond bastard who had become Toru Amuro in Asuka Kiri's ward. They complained that the guy now looked like a black-hearted monster who was ready to pry Kasugawa Shugo's corner at any time. Of course, Hagiwara Kenji said this first, and then he was punched hard by Matsuda Jinpei because of his inappropriate words.

He remembered what happened on the day Kasugawa Shugo hung up on him. They drank whiskey that night, and it was almost dawn, with most of the wine still left in the bottle. After Hagiwara Kenji said this, he was punched speechlessly by him and leaned to the side a little.

The man with semi-long hair smiled and sat back down, and the topic turned to Morobushi Kagemitsu.

Hagiwara Kenji said that ever since he guessed that Kagemitsu was exposed from his conversation with Amuro Toru, and now that he has disguised himself and is hiding in the crowd to assist in the investigation, he always unconsciously notices people with similar personalities to Kagemitsu on the street. He was silent for a moment to let the man calm down.

And how did the guy answer?

"Of course I know my limits. Xiao Zhenping, do you really not trust me?" Then, as if he had thought of something, his childish voice gradually became lower. Hagiwara Kenji reached out and picked up the long-forgotten wine glass, and drank the wine that had already warmed up a little.

"Okay... I know my credit with you has been cleared long ago." The man said helplessly, "... To be honest, if something really happened to me that day, if that bomb wasn't dumb, I'd kill you..."

Before he could finish his words, Hagiwara Kenji was knocked to the ground by the opponent. It was completely different from the joking action just now. His side of the face was instantly filled with dense pain, even faintly hot. He raised his head in a daze and saw that the upper half of the man's face was shrouded in shadow by black curly hair. The hand that had just hit him on the side of the face was clenched into a fist and trembled slightly.

Hagiwara Kenji laughed and said, "So... I thought at that time, I must be such an asshole for talking to you without wearing an explosion-proof suit. Although there was a real explosion at that time, even if I was wearing an explosion-proof suit..."

Seeing that the other party did not want to hear this hypothesis, the man made a surrender gesture, and the smile on his face gradually faded. "In fact, I often dream. Once I dreamed that Xiao Zhenping was sweeping my grave and crying. Wow, it was scary. This scene is as scary as seeing Fūya wearing a sailor suit with a shy face..."

"......They haven't seen each other for a long time, so they don't dream about each other as much. But that bastard Shugo hurts me every time I see him. Sometimes I really want to grab that guy's ears and drag him back. Why not catch that famous thief in the Investigation Section 2? Why go to that kind of place......"

Both of them knew that this was pure nonsense. No one could pull their friend back once he made up his mind. And...so many policemen sacrificed their lives on the road to fight those scumbags. Why couldn't Kasugawa Shugo go? Just because he was their friend, because they couldn't bear to let him go?

So many people, whose children, fathers and friends were they?

"......Every few months, sometimes only a week or two, you can hear that kind of news from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department." Hagiwara Kenji simply lay on the cold floor, put his arms behind his head, and stared at the dark ceiling and the lights that were not turned on.

"Every time I was afraid that it would be that guy. There was a time when I was even uneasy whenever I heard such news. After repeatedly confirming that it was not him, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second I would start to worry again, when would the next one be, and whether it would be that guy.

Thinking about it, I would think...If I was really gone that day, the squad leader would not have avoided the car accident, Keimitsu would not have escaped, and then there was Shuugo's guy...there would only be you and Furuya left. Or if something happened to you, I Still alive and well..."

At this point, the man chuckled with a hint of self-mockery, "Even though we were so carefree the last time we camped together, I was still scared and lost my mind by those guys. I felt like I was completely different from myself during that period of time."

Matsuda Jinpei had been silent until now, when he picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in it. As if he was still not idle, he poured the wine in the bottle into the glass and drank it down his throat.

He put the glass aside and lay on the ground next to the man, "That's really unlike you."

Hagiwara Kenji is not the kind of person who would be trapped by the bad consequences he imagined.

"So you're talking about that period of time... it will be fine later." Hagiwara Kenji smiled and moved aside to make enough space for the man, "Maybe it was that time... the case of Kogiri, the shock was a bit too great, and if you keep thinking about it, it will be fine in a few days."

"I think you are too tired."

"What about you? Jinpei Ko... when you heard that recording today, you almost left the team and rushed over." As if dissatisfied with his reaction, Hagiwara Kenji lightly clicked his tongue, "You-"

"Asleep."

The person who was heard stood up, ignoring the helpless shouts of the man behind him, and walked straight back to the bedroom.

Only Matsuda Jinpei himself knew how he felt at the time. In that recording, a familiar voice was intermittent, and he was forced by the blond bastard opposite to "introduce" his scars bit by bit. His neck and abdomen were injured in order to save the hostages, and the bruises on his hands were because of the needles that were pulled out violently, and also because of defusing the bomb...

He buried himself in the bedclothes and couldn't help thinking, if that reckless guy really got himself into it, what would his reaction be.

The man remembered that in Asuka Kiri's ward before, he heard the girl in Asuka Kiri's class regretfully saying that she was so panicked that she was completely at a loss. Tsukiyama Asari, who was always steady and gentle, comforted her and said that her mind was blank at the time, and it was only with the help of Mr. Amuro that she was able to send the person to the ambulance.

Caring makes you confused.

If one day he was facing the seriously injured Kasugawa Shugo, or any of his friends, what would be his reaction...

Now he finally had the answer.

It took only a few seconds for that messy and long memory to rush through.

Matsuda Jinpei felt as if his body and soul were disconnected. His thoughts were extremely chaotic, and he was dizzy from the strong contrast between red and white. The rules and frames in the room seemed to be spinning, but he did not show any expression. His body moved like a machine, analyzing the man's wounds with the calmness and rationality of a policeman, and taking rescue actions.

The man's face was cast into sharp shadows by the glaring light from above, like a freshly polished sculpture. He didn't even tremble, and gently held Kasugawa Shugo's hand, which no longer had the strength to cover his neck, and replaced it with his own.

Now he directly felt the blood gushing out of the wound, licking the skin, and slowly flowing out from the gaps between his fingers.

"Hold on, Shugo." Hagiwara Kenji's voice came from the other side. He seemed to want to lend a hand, but was afraid of touching the wound, so his arm froze in midair. Then, he noticed his friend's unusually calm expression in this situation, and couldn't help but say, "......Jinpei-chan?"

Matsuda Jinpei shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Upon hearing this, Hagiwara Kenji simply picked the man up in a somewhat awkward position for two men, making sure Matsuda Jinpei's hand was still firmly covering the man's wound, and the two rushed out of the cabin together.

Being carried out by the two, Kasugawa Shugo's vision was completely covered by the huge system blood loss prompt. He couldn't even see the two people's appearance clearly. He could only take the opportunity to think hard about other problems.

There were too many unstable factors in the ship. His two friends didn't appear much. Although they were very popular in the forum, he still felt that these two guys were likely to die because of the previous explosions, car accidents and other incidents!

Moreover, this time the comic was "filmed" throughout the whole process. If something happened in their own mission, they could use the time conversion card to kick over the lunch box, but if they died here, they would really be finished.

Succumbing to his own selfishness, he was thinking about how to let these two people go with him, a poor seriously injured patient.

"Mr. Kasugawa--"

As soon as they walked into the corridor, they ran into Conan Edogawa and Asari Tsukiyama who were rushing over. They had come with them, but on the way they met a lady who hurried down but accidentally sprained her ankle and fell in the stairwell. The two had to send the lady to a safe place before turning back.

When the young detective saw the man in Hagiwara Kenji's arms, he couldn't help but raise his voice and shout out the man's name. His face was full of worry and fear, and he was obviously frightened by Kasugawa Shugo's injury.

"The trachea is not injured." Kenji Hagiwara obviously did not have the energy to comfort others. He saw the man with pink eyes just standing there in a daze, staring straight at the wounds on the chestnut-haired officer's body, with an unresponsive look.

The few people did not dare to delay here any longer, and just hurriedly sent the man to the deck in silence.

Because of what Conan Edogawa said, the helicopter that was originally responsible for escorting the bomb disposal police was still waiting outside. It was originally equipped with a fairly complete set of equipment and paramedics because of this huge accident.

They sent the man to the helicopter. Officer Megure and the emergency personnel waiting beside were shocked by the man's miserable condition. He was placed on a simple mobile bed, and the blood instantly soaked the pale sheets of the bed.

The two police officers who came by helicopter were allowed to go. When the other two wanted to get on the helicopter, Tsukiyama Asari and Edogawa Conan were stopped. The leading rescuer wore a mask and his expression could not be seen. "Sorry, there is limited space up there. Are you his relatives? Relatives can come up."

"I..." Tsukiyama Asari's lips trembled, but he suddenly realized something. The noise of the noisy crowd behind him was amplified. He bit his lips tightly and finally showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "No, we just met... Sorry to bother you."

"It should be."

He was silent, and then Edogawa Conan took his hand.

In the helicopter, the two bomb disposal officers were finally able to focus their eyes on the man's face.

The light in Kasugawa Shugo's eyes has gradually dimmed. He seems to want to close his eyes, but he is forcing himself not to close them. He tries to keep his eyes open. His eyelashes are struggling repeatedly, trembling and flickering, with dried blood stains, like two exhausted and broken butterflies.

Hagiwara Kenji looked at the man trying to open his eyes, and suddenly realized that it seemed that because of his previous words "hold on and don't fall asleep", Kasugawa Shugo actually opened his eyes foolishly. Even when he was here with the rescuers, he still tried hard not to close his eyes.

Why is this guy so obedient at this time?

After safely sending Kasugawa Shugo to the bed, knowing that he was fine, Hagiwara Kenji relaxed and felt a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to go over to talk to the man, he saw that the man looked away with a dazed look.

The hand covering the wound on his neck had loosened. Matsuda Jinpei dazedly put down the hand covered with the man's blood and raised it again, holding Kasugawa Shugo's cold fingers on the bed.

The chestnut-haired police officer opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but only a slightly scary sound with blood foam came out of his throat.

With his current strength, it was difficult for him to even speak, and from the opening and closing of his lips, it was impossible to tell what the man wanted to say.

But even so, the hand that Kasugawa Shugo placed on the hospital bed stubbornly held Matsuda Jinpei's hand, and tried his best to hold the other's hand tightly, but in fact it was just softly pressed against the other.

"Don't say it." The man who had been silent finally spoke, "Wait, I'll listen to you again."

The chestnut-haired police officer on the hospital bed seemed to have not understood the meaning of this sentence. His beautiful eyes had no focus. He reacted for a moment, as if he was frightened by this sentence. His hand moved more eagerly to hold Matsuda Jinpei's hand, as if he was afraid that he would pull it away.

He tried to open his mouth in the disapproving eyes of the rescuers, but still couldn't speak, but finally his lip shape was recognizable.

"Don't...don't go."

Matsuda Jinpei froze in place.

"......Don't..."

He felt that his friend with chestnut curly hair did not look at him.

Kasugawa Shugo could only open his eyes slightly, but they were mostly blocked by thick eyelashes. The pupils that were not exposed to any light were completely dark, but he still looked in his direction. His

sight was vague and blank, as if he saw other things through him, such as a family member who had been away for a long, long time.

'Well, that guy left me and ran away because of a failed mission when I was fourteen.'

Jinpei Matsuda suddenly recalled the casual words of this guy who had always been like a little sun seven years ago.

When they were in the police academy, the five of them had discussed what the fearless guy was afraid of when he was taken out for training. He

was not afraid of horror movies, pranks, or bugs, and he did not show any signs of being affected by his childhood experiences. In the end, after much discussion, the only conclusion they came to was that

the guy could only be restrained by the fists of a gorilla! Is

Kasugawa Shugo really not afraid of anything? What is

a person who was abandoned by his father, his only relative, who had been with him for fourteen years, and sent to an orphanage when he was old enough to remember and even work to earn money, afraid of?

'Don't... don't go...'

Fear of being abandoned.

The man's behavior of charging forward without caring about his own body and not seeming to feel any pain even when he was injured can be explained.

I want to make myself valuable, I want to work hard to prove my worth, I want to have more achievements, more contributions... so that I won't be abandoned.

Why did I realize it only now?

Matsuda Jinpei bit his lip, and couldn't help shaking slightly when he held the man's hand.

The recording and his own series of bombardments probably scared him, and the inferiority complex that he had been suppressing burst out. He thought that I was going to abandon him too, so he hung up all the calls in a panic, and took on the task again without waiting for the wound to heal and ran to the cruise ship alone. When he had to talk to me, he wanted to apologize in a panic after talking about the case.

When Kasugawa Shugo gets better, he must pull the idea of ​​"If you do something wrong and have no value, you will be abandoned" out of his head!

"Officer Matsuda, Officer Hagiwara, we have to send him to the hospital first." After a brief rescue, the nurse in the mask asked, "Do you want to go together?"

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously wanted to answer yes, but only moved his lips slightly. He needed to stay here. There were still many passengers on the ship who had not left, and the person who injured Kasugawa Shugo was still in the cabin.

There were still many things to do. As a policeman, even if his main responsibility was to investigate bombs, he could not leave at this time.

The man finally just squeezed the other person's hand and said, "Wait for us."

The area of ​​skin touching each other became smaller and smaller, until he finally wanted to pull away. Kasugawa Shugo struggled hard, trying to hook the other person's hand with his fingertips.

He didn't touch it.

He completely lost his strength, and his hand fell down. Because of the position, it didn't fall back to the bed, but hit the edge of the bed and fell to the ground.

The two left the helicopter and returned to the deck.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for reading!

Shugo: Hmm? What settings did I make up in my mind again? Crazy apologies are really just because I'm afraid of the gorilla iron fist!

When writing, I was chatting with Taotao @子木桃

She: Cointreau and Saori probably have a lot in common, and want to hammer gin together, so I passionately wrote a paragraph:

【The sound of breathing hits the neck, and the slight itchiness makes Gin frown, and he feels even colder.

Cointreau is like a poisonous snake, who likes to sniff the scent of prey and then show his long fangs that reflect cold light when hunting. He once saw that man breathe lightly on the target's neck, and then stab the dagger into the throat of the target without hesitation.

Well prepared, at the moment when the dagger stabbed his fatal point fiercely, the man quickly elbowed back and fired two shots in a row in the direction behind him to disrupt the man's movements.

Just as he quickly broke away from Cointreau and distanced himself, a hoarse female voice sounded from another direction.

"You're so slow in dodging, didn't you eat well?"

Shinsou's mouth curled up into an ambiguous smile, and the pair of gray eyes were completely hidden by the sunglasses, revealing only half of the pale face.

Before she finished speaking, a sharp dagger slipped out from her thin wrist and attacked Gin in a somewhat twisted posture. The man blocked the attack with a gunshot, but was disrupted by the Cointreau that followed.

"Gin..."

The deep male voice and the hoarse female voice overlapped and entangled from two completely different places, both with evil interest...

- and murderous intent. 】

At that time, I thought: Gin is so lucky, I also want to be entangled with two people (affectionately)

As Taotao and I chatted, we exclaimed: Why do they feel more like siblings? ! (Although they look like siblings in age, hehe