The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

The Okinawa police were already on their way, and Toru Amuro confirmed Qiu Ze Yao's condition again, and the latter repeatedly assured that he didn't need an ambulance or go to the hospital.

"Officer Matsuda will be here right away, leave it to him and Officer Date." Amuro said, "Now I'll take you back to the hotel first."

"No, I'm really fine." Qiu Zeyao actually had no obsession with solving the case.

But he felt that he should have. His head was a little dizzy, which had not been relieved from the lack of oxygen just now. He pinched his nose, although it did not relieve the pain in the respiratory tract, "Just let me rest for a while."

Losing his sunglasses, the noon sun pierced his eyes, the sea water also made his eyes dry, and the strands of hair dripped from time to time.

Amuro had just helped him sit on a fairly flat stone nearby, and after a short rest, his breathing eased a little.

But it was still urgent, sounding like an overwhelmed bellows, Qiu Zeyao coughed a few times, trying to make himself less embarrassed.

The white-haired youth pursed his pale lips, opened his eyes and looked at Toru Amuro, who had a disapproving expression, trying to convince the latter with firm eyes.

Toru Amuro pinched one side of the temple and took it off, stretched out his hand and put the sunglasses on Qiu Zeyao's face, covering his blue eyes, his tone was unquestionable: "Go back to the hotel to rest."

He really didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, and he didn't take his body seriously at all, just like... Mr. A before.

Matsuda Jinping's words a while ago suddenly replayed in his mind, he paused, softened his voice a little, and said, "Don't make fun of your body."

Qiu Zeyao took a breath, and turned his head away in embarrassment. He was a little fortunate that he had a pair of sunglasses on his face, and the other party couldn't see his eyes clearly.

He didn't say a word, like acquiescence or silent rejection. But in fact, I just don't know how to face Amuro who is not so Amuro.

The blond youth lost the last bit of patience.

When Akizawa Yao is completely complete, he is no match for the mountain gorilla. What's more, it's a half-crippled version now, and he doesn't dare to fight back, because he is afraid that the other party thinks that his tricks are the same as Mr. A, and he will be mercilessly stunned in a blink of an eye, and his perspective will fall into a wet embrace.

Mr. A: …

He was stroking the cat's head and stopped, Xiaokui rubbed his palm in dissatisfaction, while leaning against the silver lying on him leisurely flicking his tail.

"Why are you alone?"

Miku, who came running from a distance, looked around and asked suspiciously.

It's better not to tell ordinary people about a murder or something... right? Although the couple are not ordinary people.

Mr. A hesitated for a while and said: "Something happened, they all went to help deal with it, and I stayed to take care of the cat. Are you here to find Yin?"

"Ah, uh..." Mijiu's eyes flickered for a moment, she was playing too much, she had actually forgotten about Yin, and of course she didn't come here to look for a cat, "Cough, it was Aaron who met an acquaintance and was going to play a game of beach volleyball, so Come and ask if anyone is with you."

"So, there should be no one here. They won't be back for a while. I plan to go back to the hotel too. If I play volleyball, I probably don't have the energy to take care of Yin. Can I take him with me?"

"Oh!" Miku showed a bright smile, "Please!"

Xiaokui squatted on his shoulders and held Yin in his arms. I might not be able to eat the watermelon he just bought for the time being. Fortunately, he hadn't cut it open yet.

He saw Toru Amuro who was carrying Qiu Zeyao on his back.

Both of them were soaking wet, and the fabric of the clothes was close to the skin, outlining the outline of the muscles. Needless to say, Amuro Toru, Qiu Zeyao also exercised regularly. The actual training is not as exaggerated as the ornamental, but it is only thinly attached to the bones. , but contains a sense of power that cannot be ignored.

Not to mention Amuro's eye-catching looks, it is indeed difficult for such a combination to go unnoticed on the road.

Mr. A slowed down and waited for the two gold and white to enter the elevator before he entered the hotel door.

He heard passers-by guessing about the relationship between the two, and some regretted not being able to ask for contact information just now. The black-haired boy lowered his head and walked quickly into another open elevator.

First go back to the room to put things down, set up the two cats, feed a little snack, and then sit in the viewing area under the glass wall, staring at the sea in a daze.

Mr. A thought nothing.

Xiaokui jumped onto his knees, let out a light meow, and rubbed his head against his hand, Mr. A returned to his senses, lowered his eyes to look at her, and smiled.

"I'm not unhappy." He whispered.

Adult emo moments are always inexplicable, obviously nothing special happened... Ah, I must be stupid by myself.

A Jun was silent, remembering that he jumped down for no apparent reason before, but not only did he fail to help, but he had to trouble Anshitou to come back to save him.

like a fool.

"Xiao Kui woo woo." He came out of sadness, buried his face in Xiao Kui's soft hair, and was stomped on her face several times with a meat pad, "Will I be hated, just now... Mr. is so strict Oh."

In the end, he still didn't pronounce those few syllables, as if the word "Jiangu" was burning his mouth.

Xiaokui: "Meow!"

"Xiao Kui also thinks it won't be great, thank you for comforting me..."

Xiaokui: "Meow!"

The raccoon cat seized the opportunity to escape from his claws.

Mr. A: Xiaokui QAQ

Yin had long since hid on the bed far away from him, and Jun A hugged himself aggrievedly.

He didn't stay inside for a long time, the doorbell of the room was rang, Mr. A yawned, looked at Maoyan subconsciously out of caution, and stayed for a while.

police?

He opened the door, and there was a handsome policewoman standing outside the door, not only in front of him, but also in other rooms with police knocking on the door, so...

The victim was on their floor? This is asking if anyone has seen the deceased.

However, they just checked in today, so there is no reason for a large person to be murdered during the day when there is so much traffic. The time of death should be at night. They do not have the time to commit the crime and the possibility of witnessing, so they should not be within the scope of inquiries.

Before the policewoman spoke up, a colleague said, "Lingzi, you are looking for the wrong door. The next door is No. 18."

Reiko glanced at the door number: "Ah, sorry for disturbing you."

"It's okay..." Mr. A shook his head.

He went back to the room, opened the door again and walked out a few seconds later. He walked along the corridor towards the elevator, and there was Qiu Ze Yao's room, No. 2123.

An Shitou and a policeman walked over to face each other, looked up and saw Mr. A. He said something to the policeman next to him. The latter nodded, and he walked in front of Mr. A.

The blond-haired youth lowered his head and said quickly: "I don't know if they told you the truth. I found a body in the sea. Officer Matsuda and Officer Ida are assisting the local police in investigating the case. As the first witness, I am going to give testimony. , Officer Qiuzawa accidentally drowned and was resting in his room. Mr. A shouldn't be interested in this, right?"

Jun A nodded: "I'll take care of Officer Qiu Ze, Brother Tou, let's go and change first."

"Well..." Amuro patted the top of his head lightly: "Then I'll leave it to you."

He took the room card handed over by the other party and opened the door of Qiu Ze Yao's room.

The single-person layout has only one room and one living room, and the area is larger. He passed through the living room and entered the only bedroom, and not surprisingly saw the person lying on the side of the bed.

A towel was placed under his half-dry hair, and he also changed into pajamas from the hotel. The air conditioner worked silently, maintaining the temperature of the room at a warm level.

He walked to the bed, flicked the young man's forehead with his fingers, and whispered in disgust, "Idiot."

Amuro came back soon, and Jun A unexpectedly opened the door and turned sideways to let him in.

"Don't Brother Tou stay there to solve the case?"

"There are two excellent detectives from the first search class over there." Amuro replied, "And I have more things to figure out than the real body of the murderer."

A Jun was stunned for a moment because of the look in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

The other party bent his eyes, his smoky purple eyes turned into the shape of a crescent moon, and rubbed his head soothingly, "Don't worry, it's just a question, you can say what you want, or you don't want to answer, it doesn't matter."

Mr. A is more worried.

They sat on the sofa in the living room, and when they looked up, they could see the boundless ocean and the vast sky. Amuro poured a glass of water and handed it to Jun A.

"What's the question?"

"Your relationship with Police Officer Qiuzawa." Amuro revealed lightly, but it was no less than dropping a bomb in Jun A's heart.

relationship, relationship...

Matsuda Jinhei has already told Amuro Toru, isn't it reasonable enough?

Or, the other party is referring to this aspect, but he thinks too much?

"I-I think." He tentatively said, "It's normal for adults to need emotional life, I've figured it out."

Amuro was stunned for a moment.

"Pfft..." He laughed sullenly, "Isn't that a temporary excuse? Or did it just pass through?"

Eh?

Mr. A became Doudouyan.

Eh?

Really exposed! And it wasn't exposed just now. Amuro's remarks showed that the other party had already noticed it.

He recalled the night that Belmod came, the traces that he had not had time to clean up, and the performance of the other party's indifferent neglect the next day. If it has been...

It must be too early!

Then he worked so hard to hide it, in Amuro's eyes, wouldn't it be... like a joke?

No, it shouldn't be too bad. After all, it is impossible for the other party to guess that they are alone, so the key question is - what does Amuro know?

"No need to think so much."

A finger fell between his eyebrows, gently smoothing the ravine there, An Shitou took off his gentle mask, and stared at him earnestly with his penetrating but deep eyes, like the sea he was drowning in just now, "It's just a question. That's it, Mr. A can say what he wants, or he doesn't want to answer, it doesn't matter, it won't change anything because of it."

He repeated...

A Jun grabbed his hand and pulled it away, and buried his face in the opponent's chest the next second.

Amuro froze for a moment, and patted his back lightly with his hands.

"Brother Tou, what do you think our relationship is like?"

After calming down, Mr. A threw the question back.

Anshitou was dumbfounded by his fuss: "You didn't tell me anything, but you want to know everything from me. Don't you feel a little greedy?"

"Well..." Mr. A responded cheekily, "so can you tell me?"

"Okay..." Amuro said.