Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

(Most of the content in this article is from the original novel. If there are any similarities, it is definitely not plagiarism!!!)

Kenji Hagiwara felt a little reluctant when he saw Jinpei Matsuda's dazed look.

"Why don't we just send him home first? It doesn't feel right to tease a fool."

“I think so too!”

Kurosawa quickly agreed, and never mentioned the fact that he might see evil spirits in the cemetery after dark.

The two men looked at each other, then quickly adjusted their positions, lifted up Jinpei Matsuda, and rushed towards the slowly approaching Mazda sedan.

After some effort, they finally succeeded in placing Jinpei Matsuda in the back seat of the car.

After a brief discussion, they made a decision:

Kenji Hagiwara stayed behind to look after Jinpei Matsuda, while Kurosawa was responsible for "persuading" Keimitsu and Rei and bringing them back here.

After making a plan, Kurosawa flew to the vicinity of the cemetery first.

He carefully dug out Rei Furutani from the soil, carried him on his back and brought him to the side of the Mazda sedan.

Then, Kurosawa spread his wings and flew again, heading to another location.

After arriving at the destination, he folded his wings, changed back to his original appearance, and used his eloquent tongue to deceive Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Hard work pays off, and he successfully got Zhu Fu Jingguang to follow him.

Finally, he came from behind with a knife and took him away.

At this point, this rule-based weird story that doesn’t seem like a rule-based weird story is gone.

Kenji Hagiwara thought the skirt that was transformed was very nice and decided to wear it as work clothes in the cat cafe from now on.

(sp: There is too much water here, I am afraid of being scolded, if someone likes it, I will add a few extra chapters later.)

.......

Matsuda Jinpei extra.

On that day at the cemetery, my friends said goodbye and left because it was getting late, but I didn’t. I wanted to stay with him a little longer.

I took out the wine from my pocket and drank it bottle by bottle, drinking a lot of wine.

Finally, I lay exhausted beside the tombstone, a faint sadness lingering in my heart, and my thoughts gradually became blurred.

Maybe I was really confused. In my memory, it was a wonderful night and I had a wonderful dream.

In my dream, I saw hagi, the figure that had disappeared deep in my memory.

He was not dead, he appeared in front of me alive.

His appearance at that time made my heart tremble slightly at first.

What caught my eye was either blood or his official duties. I almost didn't recognize him.

Fortunately... Fortunately, I finally recognized it.

If he knew that the first person he saw after his death almost didn't recognize him, would he be sad?

However, at that time, when I realized that the first person he saw after his death was me, an indescribable joy suddenly surged in my heart.

The corners of my mouth rose unconsciously and my eyes sparkled with joy.

I couldn't wait to crawl towards him and hug his body tightly.

Although I haven't met you, I have tried my best to express my thoughts to you.

Under the influence of alcohol, I said a lot to him, telling him how much I missed him and that I met someone who was very similar to him.

Said a lot...

Half asleep and half awake, I vaguely heard Hagi discussing something with someone.

Their voices were like a thin breeze, coming into my ears intermittently.

"You....he...is bad..."

"I just...now I'm ready..."

"..."

I heard their conversation in a daze, and couldn't help trying to wake myself up so that I could hear it more clearly.

But my consciousness became increasingly blurred, as if shrouded in a thick fog.

Just as I was wandering in this dream, a sudden pain in my waist pulled me back from that illusory world.

I struggled to open my heavy eyelids, and the scene before me stunned me instantly.

I saw Hagi and Su standing right in front of me, their figures real and clear.

I rubbed my eyes, fearing that this was just an illusion, but the more I tried to prove that it was not an illusion, the more confused my thinking became.

I watched as Su brought me a candy and asked me if I wanted to eat it. I also replied in a daze.

I looked at them, thanking this dream and this bottle of wine in my heart, because they allowed me to see hagi again.

Let this figure who I once thought had disappeared forever return to my life.

.......

Now we have entered November and it is the 7th.

Jinpei Matsuda came to the Metropolitan Police Department as usual, but he did not go to the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Division where he worked.

Instead, he ran straight to the Investigation Section and waited for a fax to arrive.

This fax is very special. Since three years ago, the General Administration has received such a strange fax on November 7th every year.

There was a huge Arabic numeral written on it in bold capital letters.

Jinpei Matsuda firmly believed that this fax must be related to the madman who carried out the bombing that year.

He thought the number was most likely a symbol used by the blaster to count down to some plan or action.

Out of a persistent pursuit of truth and a sense of responsibility for public safety.

Jinpei Matsuda decided to wait here in person so that he could know the content of the fax as soon as possible and take corresponding measures.

"Wow! Look at that boy over there, he's so handsome! I don't think I've seen him before!"

A girl hugged her best friend tightly and said excitedly.

"Maybe you just didn't notice it." The bestie replied disapprovingly.

"How is that possible! If I ever met a handsome boy like this, I would never forget him so easily!"

The girl was still immersed in excitement and her eyes never left the boy.

At this moment, Jinpei Matsuda was sitting quietly in his seat, still recalling the wonderful dream he had last night.

He was completely deaf to the discussions of the girls around him, and didn't even realize who was sitting next to him.

"Officer, I received another strange fax this year."

Shiratori Jinzaburo's voice broke the original tranquility of the police office, like a stone thrown into a tranquil lake, causing ripples.

When Jinpei Matsuda heard what Shiratori Jinsaburo said, his attention was immediately drawn to it.

When Inspector Megure, who was standing in front of the window, heard this, he slowly turned his head.

He spoke casually as if he was chatting about family matters.

"It only has one number written on it again, right? Then, what number did it receive this year?"

"Officer Megure, you guessed wrong. This time it's a warning."

After saying that, Shiratori Renzaburo raised his head, glanced at Officer Megure's lazy look, and slowly read the contents of the fax.

"We are a group of Knights of the Round Table, all stupid and cunning police officers please take note."

"Today at noon and 14:, we will use the heads of our comrades as the spark to ignite the celebration."

"If you have the guts, feel free to stop us. We will leave seat No. 72 vacant and await your arrival."

"Isn't the person who sent this fax too arrogant?"

Shiratori Renzaburo was still a little angry. No one would be in a good mood if being called stupid and cunning.

(ps: The monitor suddenly had something urgent to do and disappeared.)