Red and black camp simulation game

Chen's young friend: "Are you threatening the prisoner again?"

"I just chatted with him." The police officer who had just escaped from danger had a pure face, and smiled obediently at the nurse who checked his injuries. "Maybe this prisoner suddenly discovered his conscience."

The nurse's heart trembled from the cuteness of this delicate and age-reducing face, she turned her head and stared at him as if Matsuda Jinhei had said something heinous.

"It's becoming more and more like that..." Matsuda Jinping gritted his teeth and crushed out the cigarette with his heel. "Pretend to be innocent as soon as you commit a crime. You should really let those media who promote your gentle and selfless image come to see it."

It was good that he didn't mention those descriptions, but when he mentioned this, even that month froze for a second, and then quickly relaxed.

"It's okay, I'm playing Hiro-kun, so they're also praising Hiro-kun," Nayue said calmly. "I'm just a poor little policeman who was forced to do strenuous exercise just after being discharged from the hospital, and his wounds have collapsed."

"I'm going to throw up," Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes exaggeratedly before reaching out to him with a fist. "Where are you going to celebrate tonight?"

Nayue bumped fists with him, and thought for a while: "Call the monitor, we can improve the food."

"Mr. Yan Er must be very willing to treat you," he nodded solemnly, "After all, I haven't shown him the orthopedic doctor I made an appointment with... If he beats him stupid at night, will your explosive treatment team reimburse the medical expenses?"

"Let him pay for it himself!"

Kenji Hagiwara, who was forced to write a report at the Metropolitan Police Department, sneezed hard.