Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Kenji Hagiwara thought that the chief of their police academy should live a vigorous and energetic life, like a shining diamond!

Those criminals who caused him to become like this should all go to jail for life.

Fūya Ling touched his cold neck and looked at his enemy peers suspiciously. Could it be that they wanted to beat him up?

Yes, I’m talking about you, the curly-haired guy who can’t read people’s expressions!

Veins popped out of his forehead, and he said with a forced smile, "You curly-haired idiot, you're really not afraid of death."

Matsuda Jinpei's blood pressure instantly rose, and he cursed under his breath: "Tsk, you golden-haired bastard who deserves a beating."

Fūya Rei's face darkened: ...My fists are hard.

He looked at Curly with disdain and said, "Something will be mailed to you in a few days. Remember to bring it with you."

Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth in anger and rubbed his hands together, "What's that look in your eyes?"

Fūya Rei sneered and turned away.

After he left, Matsuda Jinpei turned his head to look at You Xunran who had been tapping away on his phone. "Hagi, look at the attitude of that golden-haired bastard. He's trying to provoke me, isn't he?"

Without even looking up, Hagiwara Kenji said, "Furiya-chan isn't that childish. He probably just wants to have a friendly exchange with you."

Matsuda: The fire is very good, so it won’t be needed in the future.

He was speechless for a moment, adjusted his sunglasses and asked, "Is it for Zhu Fu?"

"Well, Komorobushi's training will take some time to complete. I told him about Kofuruya's current situation so that he can be more at ease."

Matsuda Jinpei fell silent, then asked a soul-searching question: "Do you think he'll be reassured?"

Hagiwara Kenji put away his phone, chuckled twice, and changed the subject: "Let's go, we should report to the police."

They hid all their pain and anger deep in their hearts and participated more actively in collecting evidence against the illegal organization in order to rescue their friends from the fire pit as soon as possible.

At the very least, don't hold him back.

The first thing is to help Zhu Fu collect more information about the Black Organization. The more Zhu Fu knows, the easier it will be to go undercover.

The closer he is to the core of the organization, the greater his chances of saving the team from a low point.

Before that, what they needed to worry about was Furuya's mental state.

When they thought of the inhuman feeling of brokenness that they had seen today, they felt as if a sword of Damocles was hanging over their heads.

Anxiety and uneasiness are growing day by day.

Falling valley...

Can we really wait until they rescue us?

On the other side, Furuya Rei just returned to the safe house.

The moment the door opened, a wisp of smoke came along with the muzzle of a loaded gun.

"I heard you saved the cop?" Gin, dressed in a black coat and a black hat, looked like the Grim Reaper, his body shrouded in death and coldness. "Explain."

Vodka huddled in the corner and dared not say a word.

Fūya Rei's expression remained unchanged, and the fact that Gin didn't shoot directly proved that he didn't doubt his position.

This was just a routine inquiry. Gin wanted to find out what he was doing in private and whether it would threaten his own interests.

"Don't point a gun at me." Furuya Rei was not afraid at all. He looked straight into Gin's eyes, looking at him as a human would look at an ant.

Gin didn't feel angry. This monster saw everyone as an ape and regarded humans as aliens.

Ha, that’s interesting.

He put away his gun, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said coldly, "Explain."

Furiya Rei glared at him with dissatisfaction and walked into the house, completely ignoring Gin's intimidation.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, as if he suddenly thought of something, and became interested again, his purple-gray eyes shining.

"Killer-kun, I found two bombers who could become invisible today. But when I took Cohen-kun over, I discovered they were just defective products."

He knew very well how to dispel Gin's suspicions, and he worked towards that end.

"But it doesn't matter. I accidentally discovered two more shining souls, completely different from the other apes and inferior bastards."

Gin: Listen to these words, you are really not pretending at all.

Vodka was trembling with fear. When he thought about his position in the detective's eyes, he couldn't help but move behind his eldest brother, letting his eldest brother's tall body block the danger.

Seeing him doing such a stupid thing, Gin was speechless.

The detective drawled excitedly, "I've never met such interesting human beings as those two officers."

His eyes widened, and he looked like a snarling kitten, grumbling angrily, "It's all Cohen's fault. He scared my toy."

Furuya Rei announced fiercely, "He needs to pay the price for offending the Detective."

Vodka couldn't bear to watch it, so only the detective dared to tell his brother openly that he was going to do something.

But isn't Big Brother too lenient with the detective?

Thinking about the species of detectives, I feel that everything Big Brother does makes sense.

Gin looked deeply at Furuya Rei, took a puff of his cigarette, and warned in a deep voice, "Don't go too far."

It's better to let the detective take out his emotions on someone else than to cause him trouble.

In order to keep his ears clean, Gin decisively sold Cohen and Chianti.

He had no idea how much trouble this decision would bring him.

"Well done this time."

Gin praised.

Although the detective got into trouble when he went out, he was able to clean up the mess himself.

Although saving the policeman was unpleasant, he still managed to recover 1 billion yen from the bomber.

After thinking about it, he was speechless.

A detective knows how to walk on his line.

After Gin, who felt relieved after seeing the out-of-sight guest, left with the vodka, Furiya Rei walked briskly back into the house and locked the door.

He scanned the safe house and checked it again personally. After finding no eavesdropping devices or anything else, his body went limp and he fell onto the sofa.

He still had a high fever, but luckily Gin managed to handle it.

It took Jiang Gu Ling a long time to calm down before he opened his hazy eyes. His forced consciousness suddenly relaxed and he was no longer clear-headed.

The system font appeared before my eyes, distorted and blurry.

[The second card draw CD charging ends]

[Host, please draw a card]

Yes, it’s time to draw a card.

Fūya Ling stretched out his hand dizzily and pressed the light screen, and a bright blue light flashed.

One by one, words appeared in the air.

A clear, gentle voice with an indescribable emotion sounded.

[I'm sorry for being born as a human being and living in this world.]

[Things you don't want to lose will eventually leave you. Things you pursue even at the cost of prolonging your life of suffering will never exist.]

If you can avoid intense joy, you will naturally avoid sorrow.

[Do you really think that life is worth living?]

[Will you die with me, beautiful lady?]

[Let me wake up from this oxidized world!]

[…Isn’t he dead again? Let’s go in the water and try it tomorrow.]

The black words flashed and gathered in the air, forming a card.

The card shows a young man with kite eyes wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, his hands in his pockets, and a bright smile.