The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

After the first get out of class, before the teacher left, the classroom was already noisy. Everyone had close friends. Whenever they had time, they would get together in twos and threes to complain about homework or talk about their experiences this weekend.

The position by the window seems to have an invisible barrier to isolate the lively scene. The black-haired boy held his face and cast his empty eyes out of the window.

"You skipped school all day."

Sakamoto's clear voice sounded from behind, A-jun curled his fingers and woke up like a dream.

"Sorry, something happened that day." He stretched out his hand to the schoolbag, and took it back when he was about to get it. "I forgot the note at home. Can I give it to you tomorrow?"

Sakamoto glanced at his face, "You can continue reading, the content is already memorized below."

"No..." Mr. A subconsciously refused, because he didn't even remember the existence of the notes this weekend. As if Amuro wanted to make the best use of the free time these days, the training time was not very full.

But it is very fulfilling, the severity of the other party is unprecedented, just like he will attack the White House at night tomorrow, worried that he will never return.

And in the non-training time, Toru Amuro was so gentle that he would leave with him exhausted, watch a movie together on the sofa of Mr. A, even play two-player games with him, and... hug...

The man will hand him the list of ingredients listed. Then when he came back, he put his arms around him, took the convenience bag, and said, "Welcome back, good work."

Did Mr. A panickedly reject the need for bedtime stories the night before? Or a good night kiss? The proposal, wrapped himself in the quilt, Amuro smiled at the bulge on the bed, and turned off the light.

"I've been here," he said, closing the door.

The memories of the past two days were replayed in his mind uncontrollably. Mr. A struggled to roll his Adam's apple and said, "Thank you, I will watch it carefully."

He can lock himself in a room with the excuse of studying.

Can't go on like this, Amuro Toru didn't realize the root of the problem at all.

The other party seems to be taking care of a younger brother who lacks common sense. The person being cared for also hopes that he thinks so. He can control his expressions and body movements, but he cannot control his thinking.

I can bring it down together because you betrayed the organization, he should have said that, unfortunately he can't.

So this role-playing game will continue until the day Amuro thinks it can stop.

Mr. A showed a smile and turned his head to face the blackboard.

OK, well, you can. Your goal is not to make friends or fall in love with paper people, a happy family is still waiting for you to go back.

Just treat him as an NPC played by a real person. Sooner or later, Amuro will disappear because of the server shutdown. This is a limited love game. You can enjoy it but don't take it seriously.

He did some psychological construction and set a rule for himself to enjoy the present and not forget the future.

If Amuro wants to be nice to him, he will accept it calmly. After all, this guy's four friends and his own lives depend on him to save him. It's right to receive some reward. When Amuro turns into zero, they will get together. So loose.

As soon as there is a similar idea that he should stay here and keep going like this, he will…

Beat yourself up.

Qiu Ze Yao thinks it is very good.

The third session in the morning was a physical education class, outdoor ball games, which are said to be dodge balls. The enthusiasm of the classmates was not bad.

Mr. A followed behind them to the locker room to change into sportswear, which was sent with the school uniform.

The boys giggled and changed quickly, and the locker room gradually became empty. Mr. A did not have a high sense of presence in this class. Most of the impressions of him were gloomy and introverted. Seeing him standing there, he just casually glanced at him. After two eyes, I went to the place where I went to class with my friends.

There was only one person left in the not-so-spacious dressing room, so Mr. A shook off his sportswear.

Pulling off the tie of the school uniform, as the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, the traces of blue and purple inside were also exposed to the air.

After all, it is a real fight, although Toru Amuro will restrain a little strength at the end.

However, during this period, no water was released on the body, and the other party also had bruises left by him, but because of the skin color, it was not very obvious. With the same injury, the visual effect on Jun A is more serious.

It's a little tricky to explain if it's seen by others.

Mr. A put the shirt he took off in the temporary storage cabinet, and was about to change into the long-sleeved three-color sportswear when the door of the locker room opened.

"I forgot to take off my glasses." Sakamoto closed the door with a backhand and explained with a calm expression.

Mr. A: …

He finished wearing it quickly, pulled the zipper to the highest level, and looked up: "You didn't see anything."

Sakamoto was noncommittal, he opened the cabinet, put the glasses inside, closed it, and a set of actions flowed smoothly, "I'll be calling your name soon, please hurry up."

After saying that, he left.

Mr. A sighed inside.

bad feeling.

"Did something happen?"

Yamada tilted his head and saw the police officers rushing over outside. It should have been a police search just now.

They all looked bad when they came back, and one guy even ran to the toilet and vomited.

"It is estimated that it is a case that challenges the bottom line of mankind." Hagihara Kenji is not the first time to see such a scene.

Makicun suddenly said, "Look at your phone quickly."

A media exposed the incident. Although the live picture attached above was quickly blocked, there were still many netizens who witnessed it. Makimura's face was also a little pale, "I took a screenshot."

Yamada glanced at the text, a little curious about the description above, and leaned over: "Let me see... ugh..."

"It's disgusting too! Put this kind of thing on it?"

"For the sake of money, as long as there is traffic, a reporter will dare to post anything." Matsuda Jinping took it over and looked at it, his brows furrowed.

Qiu Ze Yao was the last to get the phone.

The deceased was found in the basement of the abandoned bungalow. The college students who had been exploring for several nights were the first witnesses, leaving a considerable psychological shadow.

The deceased was tied to a chair with tape, all his teeth and nails were pulled out, and his little finger was cut off, but this was not the most terrifying.

A wound was cut on his forearm with a knife, and there was not much blood flow, but the abandoned basement had already been dominated by beetles and rats. These things came along with the smell of blood, which led to his death. .

Maggots thrive in his body.

If the corpse was not found in time, I am afraid that only a skeleton will be left soon.

Qiu Zeyao frowned, his eyes fell on the dead man's hideous face, if I remember correctly, this guy—

It should be the one with the big mouth that night, the one with the elder brother beside the boss.

"Do you suspect that this case is related to the previous incident?"

"Should..." Qiu Ze Yao said, "Cut off the little finger, this is a typical act on the extreme road."

If you want to torture the deceased, cutting just one piece doesn't make sense.

Amuro pondered for a moment, "Indeed, if you want to do that kind of business, it's impossible for a logistics company to do it alone. If they have a good relationship, it makes sense."

"Is Officer Qiuzawa planning to start an investigation?"

"Um…"

"Sorry..." The other party said apologetically, "I'm doing a troublesome commission here, I'm afraid I can't get away for the time being..."

"That's good..." Qiu Zeyao wasn't surprised, Amuro Toru was being stared at. At this juncture, he was investigating the case with the police. Is it because he didn't reveal it quickly enough? He expected this, so he called and told the other party about it.

He had already done it according to the previous agreement, and it was his own business that Amuro couldn't come.

Without waiting for the other half to say goodbye, Qiu Zeyao decisively left a goodbye and quickly hung up.

Qiu Zeyao's decision to intervene in this case is not only out of personal considerations, but also because he doesn't think the current police can find out the truth without Conan. To a murderer to explain to the public. In short, the behind-the-scenes involvement will never surface.

Although he knew that Amuro would arrange to resolve this matter, but that would have to wait for the limelight of the Scotland matter to pass. What's more, he didn't really trust the police's ability to handle affairs here.

Just use your brain for Mr. A.

After that guy made the decision to live in the moment, his life was extremely happy. He could enjoy the meticulous care of the person he liked every day, and if he wanted private space, he could sneak into the room to play with his mobile phone under the pretext of learning. Worry about Sakamoto It was also quickly forgotten, and there was no work in the organization, except for the daily physical fatigue, there was basically nothing unsatisfactory.

This time, Qiu Ze Yao changed to eat lemon.

He retracted his scattered thoughts, looked at the screen in front of him again, and browsed the text on it line by line.

"Is this the Metropolitan Police Department's file?"

A cup of steaming cocoa was placed on the table at hand, and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who appeared silently behind him, opened his mouth.

Qiu Zeyao stiffened: "I thought knocking on the door was a basic courtesy that everyone has."

He didn't close the page, it had already been seen anyway, and hiding it would be unnecessary.

"Sorry, I knocked on the door." Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked innocently, "I thought it was the same acquiescence as before."

Well, his fault.

Qiu Zeyao pinched his eyebrows, "Thank you for your hot cocoa, please go out now, Mr. Police Officer."

"What you want to investigate, I think I should be able to help." Zhu Fu Jingguang has read the words on the screen, "There is an inside story behind this case, right?"

Before Qiu Zeyao refused, he said, "I just know a little about this murderer and the people behind him."

"You said..." Qiu Zeyao released the mouse, turned the chair, and faced him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled: "Can I participate?"

"You are not suitable for public appearance. You know this yourself, or you won't be hiding with me all the time."

Qiu Zeyao is really afraid that someone will notice him and then expose him to the organization. Let's not mention the danger. Those who have participated in this incident will definitely be suspected to varying degrees. It is better not to try to avoid it.

"I know this won't impress you, and you will be able to find out my information sooner or later." Mr. Naihe did not understand his good intentions at all, and the other party said solemnly: "But the water here is very deep, you are too much alone. Dangerous."

Qiu Zeyao asked back, "How much better can two people be than one?"

"I have a lot of experience in undercover and intelligence stealing." Zhu Fu Jingguang said sincerely, "and I have a free identity, so I don't have too many concerns."

"Undercover?" What does investigating a murder have to do with undercover?

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not answer immediately, but said: "Since you have invaded the internal system of the Metropolitan Police Department, have you tried to check the previous files? There have been about a dozen similar cases in various places in the past ten years. cases, there are many more that have not been found, and the bodies have been disposed of more cleanly."

"Is the prisoner a serial murderer?"

"No, he should be a professional killer. Employed by various bosses, killing targets, and meeting the special requirements of employers. For example, this time it is to cut off the little finger."

Zhu Fu Jingguang met his scrutiny eyes and shrugged his shoulders calmly, "When I was in that organization, my popularity was pretty good, and terrorists are also human beings. Gossip chat is normal, isn't it?"

Qiu Zeyao was dubious, "Continue."

"I've seen the guy who was killed. He was with the president of a company that was doing illegal business behind the scenes. He had a close relationship with Jidao, and had cooperated with a pharmaceutical company under the organization. A previous job had something to do with them."

He paused, "So, I can sneak into that company to find their criminal evidence and the killer's contact information."

Qiu Zeyao: "What if I refuse? I can do it myself."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled slightly: "I will report the police officer Qiu Ze's intrusion into the Metropolitan Police Department's system. I don't know much about the law, but a computer crime should be sentenced for less than ten years."

Akizawa:…

Good guy, this is something he hadn't thought of.

The soles of his feet tapped on the ground, he turned the chair and looked at the screen again, "It's not him, next to the president is his elder brother, who is already dead. He confided secrets to his younger brother after drinking, and was told by the deceased. He went out and was killed after it was revealed."

"So it is." Zhu Fu Jingguang pretended to be surprised.

Of course he knew this, because this information was not known during gossip, but from Toru Amuro.

It's just a trick to deceive.

He consciously moved a chair to sit next to the white-haired police officer, and brought a pair of slippers by the way, "It's still not summer, so it's easy to catch a cold with bare feet."

Akizawa:…

"I just agree with you to intervene in this case." Not even his living habits!

"I know..." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, "but if you catch a cold, your future actions will also be affected."

"I won't catch a cold." Qiu Zeyao curled up his legs and stepped on the edge of the chair to show his determination that he would never wear slippers.

"Okay..." Zhu Fu Jingguang put his shoes aside and leaned closer to look at the screen with him.

"Can you find the last image of the deceased? Maybe there are witnesses who saw the murderer. Officer Qiuzawa can start from this aspect."

"And then let you go back to your old business alone?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded: "We each do what we are good at."

Qiu Zeyao relentlessly pointed out: "Your undercover agent has failed." He also said that he was good at it.

Zhufu Jingguang: …

"Officer Qiuzawa, it hurts me a little bit to be so straightforward."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Uh..." Zhu Fu Jingguang chose to bypass this point, "Then what are your plans? If we change it, Officer Qiu Ze, who needs to go to work at the Metropolitan Police Department, has no time to do it, right?"

Qiu Zeyao was already prepared, he said, "You go for me."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Huh?"

Qiu Zeyao made a final decision: "That's the decision, either you go to investigate the murderer, or you don't do anything."

He let the system take over the arm and called out the black door information of the deceased.

"The last time I spent with my credit card was the night before. I bought a bento and beer at a convenience store. The car was never moved after I got home. He should have been taken away from the house that night, and if it was just to torture him, he would be There is no need to do more than that.”

"From the previous report, the little finger of the deceased was cut off by himself. This means admitting his mistake in the extreme way, and he will not admit his mistake to the killer... I guess there should be a third person at the scene. That is, the guy who hired the killer."

Zhu Fu Jingguang continued, "If that's the case, why did the employer go there on purpose?"

"He deliberately watched the deceased being tortured and killed, which made him happy. He imposed revenge on the deceased's brother on the deceased - did the leaked information cause him any loss?"

"I'm not sure, maybe it's to get him into business with a pharmaceutical company. But that president doesn't look like that."

Qiu Zeyao knocked on the table, "Tomorrow, use my identity to find out if there are any witnesses. I will also send you the unmonitored route from his house to the place of death, and check along the way."

This would have been an excuse for him to fire the officer.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt a little headache, but he was more concerned about another point: "Even if you can change your face, there is a gap of ten centimeters between us, there is no way to change this, right?"

"Try not to stand up in front of the people I know, or stay away." Qiu Zeyao said casually, "Aren't you good at undercover? In other places, you rely on skills to make up for it."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."

"Don't let go of any clues, Officer Zhufu, the key to solving a case is often in the subtleties, I believe you."

The white-haired police officer looked at him, "The fifth book on the third floor of the bookshelf opens to a box. The gun inside is the same as the police one. You can come back and take it after get off work to protect yourself."

Two pairs of blue eyes, one deep and one shallow, looked at each other for a moment, and Zhu Fu Jingguang took the lead to move away, "Yes, but I want to know your action plan. What did you find out about that company and the gang behind him? "

"Very few, I don't understand the operation of the company, their financial reports are basically useless to me, I don't know if there is any black income, the number of goods in the daily flow is thousands, including part of the ship, no air, and delivery. The land is unified, and the places where it is sent are various..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, and frowned: "What?"

"I remember you graduated from the police academy, the number one in the class, right?"

Akizawa:…

So, does the police academy still teach this?

His expression remained the same: "That's right."

Such a calm attitude made Zhu Fu Jingguang feel that he did it on purpose and did not want to reveal key information.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said along the way, "Then can you let me take a look?"

Qiu Zeyao replied: "Yes, I will exchange the survey results tomorrow, including the recording of the inquiry, photos of the route, etc."

This time, it was him who supported the other party.

So, early the next morning, Zhu Fu Jingguang made breakfast for his homeowner, and when Qiu Ze Yao finished the sandwich, he sat down on the sofa and watched the police officer find various people from unknown places. utensils, smeared on his face.

Of course Qiu Zeyao won't be easy. He has a system. Compared with the tools he uses that can even change his DNA, the front rocker he uses now is very long and can be easily torn apart, and he needs to prepare his own tools and materials—but Cheap.

Half an hour later, the two identical faces looked at each other.

Qiu Zeyao now regrets setting his height like this, and he really shouldn't be greedy for a momentary convenience.

Zhu Fu Jingguang put on a suit that was one size larger and went to the Metropolitan Police Department with this face on. Before leaving, he said again, "Be careful with everything."

Qiu Zeyao raised his chin at him, "You're going to be late."

After many years, I saw my old friend again, and I didn't expect this to be the case.

Zhu Fu Jingguang maintained the cold face of the white-haired police officer, blinking to hide the complicated emotions in his eyes.

Hagihara Kenji noticed the mask on his face and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, I'm a little cold." Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed falsely and raised his hand to correct the position of the voice changer that was not crooked.

"Well, the temperature has changed a lot recently, so be careful."

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded.

Matsuda Jinhei yawned and walked in, "Why are you here so late today, isn't it secretly doing something bad, A."

A?

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned subconsciously, "What do you mean by bad things?"

"Nothing..." Matsuda Jinping walked to the seat and sat down, leaning back on the chair and raising his head to cover his face with the document.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the case yesterday?" Yamada stuck his head out, "Is there any news from Matsuda?"

Matsuda Jinping's voice came through the paper: "It will be over soon."

Makimura: "Eh? Have you found the murderer?"

"No, they couldn't find the killer, so it's over."

As one of the unsolved cases, it is sealed in the archives.

"I'll be scolded." Hagihara Kenji said, "Thanks to a certain media, the popularity on the Internet is still quite high, and everyone is waiting for the final result."

Matsuda Jinping said lazily: "Just drag it until the heat drops, that's what those guys planned."

Still so ruthless.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were soft, and the memories of the past continued to emerge.

Although he is also a member of the Metropolitan Police Department, Zhu Fu Jingguang hardly stayed here for a few days, not to mention his experience in the office. He carefully maintained Qiu Zeyao's image and spent a peaceful day here. .

When he returned to Qiu Ze Yao's house after get off work, there was no one unexpectedly inside. He was a little worried, but it was useless to worry.

So he pulled out the gun from the bookshelf, took the police manual, and drove Qiu Zeyao's car to the vicinity of the deceased's black door.

"Sorry, excuse me. The police are handling the case." He flashed the manual, "Did you see any suspicious persons on the night of June 3?"

This was the sixth person he asked.

The other party is a man in his early thirties, wearing a pair of glasses, his face looks a bit mean.

"Police?" He raised his eyebrows high, "No matter what case you are here to handle, it has nothing to do with me!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang accepted it well, "Sorry for disturbing you."

"Wait..." The man stopped him suddenly, "Why don't you keep asking me?"

"If you are really handling the case, shouldn't you pursue it to the end?"

"I'm just doing a routine." Zhu Fujingguang said, he himself had no hope for witnesses.

After all, the other party is an experienced killer, and it is impossible not to avoid people in his actions, but he himself made this proposal. He still has to ask a few people and explain it to Qiu Zeyao in the evening.

This guy was the last he was going to ask. Next, he plans to check the route sent by Qiu Zeyao to see if he can find any clues. After taking pictures, he will change his disguise and go to the nearby logistics company to check the situation.

"You can't lie to me! The police work in teams of two. When you come out to investigate the case, where is your partner?" The man took out his mobile phone, "I want to call the police, you are a thief who came to my house to step on the spot!"

Zhufu Jingguang: …

He quickly grabbed the other person's wrist, "I'm a policeman, you can check my number, please don't call the police at will and waste public resources."

The man obviously couldn't listen, and he began to struggle, shouting: "Murder! Come on! Someone—"

"I'm his partner." Another voice suddenly sounded, and the police manual was stretched out in front of him. "If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, we have the right to detain you in accordance with the law for the crime of obstructing the performance of official duties."

The man suddenly closed his mouth and said angrily, "What did you do earlier?"

"People have three urgency." The curly-haired police officer retracted the manual and shrugged his shoulders casually, "Can you cooperate with the investigation now, this gentleman?"

He gritted his teeth: "I did see suspicious guys."

Matsuda Jinping took out the notebook and pen, made a full gesture, and raised his eyebrows: "Continue."

"On June 4th, about two in the morning, I was going to go to the convenience store to buy something. When I came back, I saw someone coming out of the Heimen's house. I took a second look, because it was too late and the house The lights were also turned off in the room. Then he glanced at me, I didn't care at the time, but yesterday he was in the dark door—" The man's face was pale, and he couldn't see his arrogance before.

"I, I thought you were the murderer to get me, so I wanted to call the police..."

Still an enthusiastic citizen. Matsuda Jinping glanced at Qiu Zeyao next to him and said, "This courage is admirable, but you should inform the police as soon as possible, and we will send someone to protect you."

The man scratched his head, "Ah, oh, I see."

"Can you describe the person's appearance?"

"Well... 1.7 meters, man, not very fat. He was wearing black clothes at the time, his hair reached his shoulders, and his eyebrows were split on the right side..."

Matsuda Jinping closed the book and put away the pen, "Okay, thank you for your clue."

"That, protection?"

"Call the police again."

"what?"

The man looked confused, and when he was about to ask again, the two quickly left.

They stood still on the other street, Matsuda Array stood in the opposite direction of the white-haired police officer, looking into each other's eyes, "Aren't you going to talk to me?"

"Or are you afraid of infecting me because you don't wear a mask?"