Chapter 70
After receiving a report from a citizen that a masked robber had robbed a bank, the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Division immediately dispatched police and personnel to verify the situation.
Before the sirens could be heard throughout the neighborhood, Jinpei Matsuda, who had raced through three red lights on a congested highway during rush hour, closed his car door, followed by a junior from the Metropolitan Police Department who looked as if he wanted to vomit but didn't dare to.
"Matsuda... eh...Matsuda-senpai, eh...should we wait for Inspector Megure's instructions...?"
Jinpei Matsuda took off his sunglasses and put them diagonally into his chest pocket.
He looked up and looked around, accurately locating the surveillance camera on the street corner, and his black pupils stared at the bank not far away. The transparent glass reflected a dazzling light under the setting sun, and he squinted his eyes and noticed something strange from the blurry figures standing inside.
"Baton, □□, handcuffs, ropes." He read out the tools that needed to be brought when arresting criminals one by one, and finally asked, "Have you brought them all?"
The younger generation answered reflexively, "I brought it!" Then he realized something and widened his eyes, "Matsuda-senpai, are we going to catch the criminal together?"
This is a bank robbery! The rookie police officer who just graduated from the police academy was nervous and excited. He swallowed his saliva and looked expectantly at the senior in front of him who seemed aloof and not very enthusiastic but was worthy of respect.
Then, he heard the respected senior's cold voice: "No, you stay here." And he picked and took the handcuffs from his hands.
Newcomer: “…”
He looked at Matsuda Jinpei's back in the distance, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Wait, wait?! Senior Matsuda, are you going to catch the criminal alone?! Inspector Megure will definitely make you write a self-review! Senior, please walk slower!
Ignoring the inner cries of his juniors, before he even reached the bank door, what he saw confirmed his guess.
There were too many people standing in the hall, and there were only two pitiful looking men lying on the ground. They were probably the "robbers" on the phone.
But it was not the prisoner's miserable condition that changed his usually expressionless face.
Somehow, the blond-haired, dark-skinned young man turned his head through the glass door and saw him, his pupils shrinking for a moment.
Jinpei Matsuda raised his eyebrows and pushed the door open. He glanced at the hostages who were still in shock as he passed by, and stopped in front of the two enthusiastic citizens who had bravely stepped forward to help.
Considering that Lei was still around, Furuya Rei showed just the right amount of confusion: "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Investigation Division 1, Matsuda."
Matsuda Jinpei opened the police officer's manual with one hand and glanced at the robber who was screaming in pain: "The others will be here soon."
He heard the notice and rushed over. He only had one pair of handcuffs on him, and these two men couldn't run away, so he decided to wait for the rest of the people to arrive before arresting them.
After knowing that Shengjiu called the police, Furuya Rei was prepared to meet the police, especially since he subdued the robber and might have to go to the police station to give a statement. However, he did not expect that the first person he met would be his former classmate.
But didn't Matsuda join the Explosives Squad? Why was he transferred to the Investigation Division? He was puzzled, but his face didn't show it at all.
Although he was happy to meet his friends again, he knew that now was not a good time to start a small talk.
"So you're the police." He nodded and was about to hand the robber over to Matsuda Jinpei when the latter suddenly seemed to remember something and asked the staff, "By the way, is there any other exit from the bank? What if they have accomplices..."
A drop of cold sweat slid down the face of the robber, who was bruised and battered after being thrown over the shoulder.
Matsuda Jinpei and Furutani Rei shut their mouths at the same time and looked at each other.
The staff member replied: "There is an exit in the office area behind the business hall, but it is very remote and basically never used..."
"Take me there." The black-haired police officer said briefly.
As they passed each other, Fūya Rei felt his shoulder being gently bumped, and then a small paper ball was bounced into his pocket.
Using his coat as a cover, he crumpled up the paper ball, revealing a narrow strip of paper that looked like it had been torn from a notebook.
What was written on it was probably the contact information. After watching Matsuda Jinpei's back disappear around the corner of the corridor with the staff, Furiya Rei crumpled up the note again, and the pent-up anger in his heart suddenly felt much relieved.
But I always feel like I'm missing something...
He stared at the robber lying motionless on the ground, frowning.
The criminal was caught, and the police arrived immediately. As for the failure of the organization's mission, he should feel lucky -
Lei reminded him, “The Holy Wine just took that same route.”
Fūya Rei: “…”
"Ley," he said calmly, "I leave the police to you." Before he finished speaking, he hurried down the corridor.
Lei: “?”
Why are both of my partners today acting a bit abnormal?
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As expected, the robber had an accomplice. Jinpei Matsuda subdued the fat man in the fake police uniform with one move, and the safe was thrown far away.
He raised his arm, revealing the black watch on his wrist: "At 17:43 pm, the criminal was arrested on the spot."
"The two outside have also been arrested. If you confess your crimes as soon as possible, you can get lenient treatment." Matsuda Jinping glanced at the dejected prisoners, grabbed the handcuffs to clamp the fat man tightly, and used his free hand to pick up the fallen safe.
As soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, he heard a suppressed cough. He looked in the direction of the sound, but his hand stopped.
Jinpei Matsuda ignored the confused staff and the bewildered bank manager and strode towards the conference room. His coat was blown open by the surging wind as he moved, and then floated back to its original place when he was only one step away from arriving.
Matsuda Jinpei restrainedly stopped half a meter away from the destination and did not approach, but his gaze penetrated the air filled with fine dust floating in the sunlight and almost stared into the pair of dazed eyes covered with mist.
The bank manager didn't know where the black-haired man in front of him came from, but seeing the man's cold expression against the light and his look that looked like someone who was not to be trifled with, he didn't dare to speak for a moment.
A fishy and sweet taste came out, Gongye Shengliang swallowed the itchiness in his throat and avoided the sight as if running away.
He was screaming for help in his heart: [What should I do! If I was able to fool him last time, it won’t work this time! Am I supposed to take off my mask right then and there and let Zhen Ping see my face!]
Light Ball: [I feel like this is even more suspicious...]
Kono Seiyoshi: [That’s what I mean!!]
Before One Man Unifies could come up with a countermeasure, it was Jinpei Matsuda who took action first.
Looking at the hand extended in front of him, Gongye Shengliang felt genuinely conflicted - should he accept it or not?
He gritted his teeth and decided to live up to his severe obsessive-compulsive personality. When he was about to reject Matsuda Jinpei's kindness and slowly stand up while holding the wall, Matsuda Jinpei half-hugged him with an unprecedentedly tough attitude.
Gongye Shengliang was frozen. The resistance to contact with others that was engraved in his DNA almost made him attack the police.
But that's not all. After picking him up, "We meet again."
Matsuda Jinpei stared at him deeply with his black eyes and spoke calmly.
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
How could this be? Could his disguise be so vulnerable? I expected this but I was still shocked...!
He had nothing to say, just uttered a dry sigh, and inwardly he was crying for his torn vest.
The reinforcements from the Metropolitan Police Department finally arrived, took away the criminals, comforted and evacuated the hostages, and the manager was also taken in to take a statement. A group of people came and went in the remote corridor, and a uniformed police officer asked curiously before leaving: "Officer Matsuda, aren't you going out?"
Matsuda Jinpei leaned against the corridor wall and said lazily, "You guys should leave first. Tell Inspector Megure, I have something else to do."
The last police officer to leave closed the door, and the door lock was kicked off, so it could only serve as a barrier, but it was enough for the two remaining people.
Kono Seiyoshi really wanted to follow the police, but unfortunately he couldn't.
The special check in the safe was taken away by the real police, and the mission assigned to him by the organization failed. However, the fault was not theirs. I wonder if they can cancel the punishment by arguing with Gin.
As for what they gained today... well, Bourbon and Ley should be able to get the Good Citizen Medal for Bravery? And as undercover agents, they wouldn't expect the mission given by the organization to be successful.
Kono Seiryoshi did nothing wrong, but he was pushed and became ill. He still feels pain in his body - a world in which he is the only one injured.
Kono Seiryo rubbed his elbow, which had just been bruised, and expected it to be bruised again tomorrow. He carefully glanced at Matsuda Jinpei, who was blocking him squarely, and sighed sadly.
He pretended to have difficulty breathing and deliberately took off his mask, and the similarity with his face, which was as high as 90% before, suddenly dropped to 60%. However, Matsuda Jinpei just took a casual look and retracted his gaze, neither shocked nor shaken, as if he was supposed to look like this.
"Are you feeling any worse?"
She seemed to care more about his physical condition than his face.
Kono Seiryoshi put his mask back on awkwardly and replied sullenly, "Nothing."
He should have been grateful for the other party's thoughtfulness in not revealing his identity, but instead he felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness, as if he had punched cotton.
Why is she so considerate... Whether he grabs her collar and questions her, or leaves in disappointment, it will make him feel better than the current situation where they are like strangers.
The pain from the impact on his shoulder blade resurfaced, and Gongye Shengliang lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in them.
"I haven't seen you go to that cafe since that day. Are you busy?"
In the silence, Jinpei Matsuda suddenly asked.
Kono Seiryo was slow to realize what he was asking, and he blinked, clearing away the complicated emotions that shouldn't belong to the holy wine: "Well...something happened, so I stayed at home the whole time."
Matsuda Jinpei chuckled softly through his nose and said, "I thought you were avoiding me." The second half of the sentence was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Kono Seiryoshi didn't hear clearly what he said, and felt guilty for no reason, so he quickly added: "I will go if I have time. And last time..."
He paused and continued, "The sandwich was delicious last time, thank you."
"That's made according to my taste. If you go there, there are other kinds." Matsuda Jinpei was silent for a moment, and then said, "Hana also likes to stay in that store."
"Hua...that white cat is very smart."
"Too smart. He stays in the store when it's time for dinner. Doesn't he know how expensive the cat food I bought is?"
Listening to Matsuda Jinpei's rare complaints, Kono Seiryoshi laughed softly.
The black-haired police officer looked at his profile quietly, then looked away before he noticed. He suddenly asked, "Have I not introduced myself yet?"
"Then let's meet him - Jinpei Matsuda, the third division of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department."
He stood up straight, his tie still unfastened on his black suit, the top button of his shirt undone, but he said his name in a serious and solemn manner that did not match his appearance, as if he was making some kind of oath.
Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand, his dark pupils deep: "What about you?"
The fingers that were hanging on one side of Gongye Shengliang clenched uncontrollably and trembled.
He is now a member of the organization, and it is neither reasonable nor logical for him to get too close to Jinpei Matsuda who is standing in the light.
But……
As a stranger who met by chance, as an outsider from another world, if that was all, he wanted to follow his inner thoughts.
Kono Seiryoshi slowly extended his hand. He did not take off his gloves, which was a bit rude, but there was no other way. They really could not be intimate.
His original name definitely cannot be used, in this case -
The first syllable of "Sylla" was suddenly interrupted by the loud noise of a heavy object falling in the corridor.
Gongye Shengliang was frightened and looked over quickly.
Jinpei Matsuda's eyes darkened and he turned his head as well.
Both eyes were focused on the young man with blond hair and dark skin.
Furutani Rei just wanted to open the door secretly but didn't expect the door to fall down: "..."
He looked at the two people who were acting so intimately opposite him, and his emotions were so complicated that it was hard to describe them. He could only smile politely and said, "What a coincidence... What are you doing here?"