MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 70

The post Qiu Zeyao was reading was the first to be seen by the policewoman in the next class. This forum is not popular. Although today's society is more and more tolerant of such groups, this is based on the indifference of the citizens, no matter what others do, as long as it has nothing to do with me, it is other people's business. People who pay attention to this aspect do not not much.

This female police officer usually pays more attention to Qiu Zeyao because of his appearance. So when I saw the back of the photo, I felt familiar.

But after all, the light and shadow in the bar were dim and chaotic, and she was not so sure. So at lunch, I went to Yamada and Makimura, who had dinner together, and asked them for evidence.

Before Makimura stopped him, Yamada, who had a carefree personality, had already blurted out that this was not A, where did he go to play, so the news quickly spread throughout the Metropolitan Police Department.

Yamada was furiously hammered by Makimura, who hated iron and steel, and quickly approached Hagihara Kenji to tell him about it. Matsuda Jinpei arrived at the office a while later, his tie was crooked, and his suit was a little wrinkled.

When the three of them talked to him about this, he pulled on his tie and said indifferently, "I heard about it on the way, and by the way, I beat up a few guys who didn't know what to do."

"Uh..." As expected of you.

By the time I got off work, the limelight of this incident was almost over. Matsuda Jinhei was taught a lesson by his boss because he almost punched the front teeth of the Kaga Police Department. .

So Qiu Zeyao walked all the way this morning and it was calm.

The four of them communicated yesterday and felt that rather than letting Qiu Ze Yao know from other people, it would be better for them to point it out directly and express their support for their colleague's relationship (Yamada language).

Yamada: "If you devote some of your energy to love, that guy A will be able to relax, maybe there is a chance to see the silly expression on his face!"

(Jinhei Matsuda: I have seen it.)

Makimura agreed: "And the other party is Mr. Amuro. I remember him as a super gentle person, and his personality is more complementary to A. However, if they become a family in the future, Yang Xijun and A may need to get along with each other more."

Did you think so far!

Matsuda Jinping's urge to complain has never been stronger, he and Hagihara Kenji exchanged glances and shrugged.

The valley zero is not the kind of gentle and good man's character, the expectations of these two guys are estimated to be in vain from the beginning.

Time goes back to the present.

There was no silly joy in Yamada's vision, but it was rare for them to see the other side of the white-haired colleague.

The other party's always cold face was flushed, his ears were burning, his fingers were holding the scarf tightly, and his calm voice seemed extremely pale: "It's not what you think."

Hagihara Kenji coughed lightly, restrained his urge to tease him, and said, "What's the situation?"

It's really hard not to be soft-hearted when you see the younger generation being so embarrassed.

He and Matsuda Jinhei didn't think that the two would really be in a relationship. Needless to say, Qiu Zeyao's character is not the type to fall in love with others in this situation. After all, he himself is not guaranteed day and night, which is too cruel for lovers.

They just took this opportunity to tease the juniors, it was a joke among colleagues, but I have to say that the person behind the scarf...a bit beyond imagination, the joke couldn't go on, the four of them looked at Qiu Ze Yao and Yamada with six eyes. He and Makimura are waiting to hear the love story, while Hagihara Kenji and Fako are waiting to uncover the truth.

Qiu Zeyao was silent for a while, frost-like eyelashes covered his eyes, and when he opened it again, it was as cold as usual.

"Not a date, just a simple sleepover."

"Uh…"

"what?"

The three of them opened their mouths wide, and even Matsuda Jinping distorted his expression, his sunglasses almost fell off, but Qiu Zeyao, who was so embarrassed before, had a light expression, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said before: "This kind of thing is not uncommon. The Ishihara Police Department will be here soon, you'd better go back to your seat first."

The four of them dispersed in a trance.

Hagihara Kenji couldn't help but turn his head: "It should be a joke, that person, Amuro, is not the type to do this kind of thing."

Akizawa asked back, "Does Hagihara-senpai know Mr. Amuro very well?"

"Ah, um, it's just my judgment." Only then did Hagihara Kenji realize his mistake.

According to common sense, even if he questioned, the object should be Qiu Zeyao, his colleague, not Amuro Toru, the family member of the victim. Up to now, I can only bite the bullet and continue, "There must be other reasons?"

Qiu Zeyao said, "We didn't stay overnight."

Hagihara Kenji breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to him continue: "I just opened a room, and then separated after the end."

The breath was taken back immediately.

Hagihara Kenji maintained his pupil-quake expression and looked at Matsuda, who was staring at Qiusawa Yao, his eyebrows wrinkled behind his sunglasses.

"Cough, it's actually quite normal. Everyone is an adult, so don't make such a fuss." On the contrary, Makimura thought more, and quickly recovered from the shock, "Are you having fun going out these two days?"

Qiu Zeyao nodded: "Not bad."

Yamada automatically understood this sentence as a good technique, shook his head suddenly, and said dryly: "Uh, that's good, just be happy."

The office was rarely quiet.

The Ishihara Police Department entered the door and thought that they were in a different world, and exited to take a look to confirm that they were not in the wrong place, with a puzzled face.

Qiu Zeyao, who caused the whole situation, was not as calm as he appeared to be. He just felt numb under the series of blows. The violent remarks were not out of revenge, but after careful consideration, he thought he couldn't tell the truth. .

After all, it was a case of disappearance that was a headache for the search class. It was solved by him and Anshitou, and two organizations were also involved.

However, if a colleague accidentally discloses the story of Amuro, it may affect the other party's undercover career.

In the theatrical version, racing to be a police officer is one thing. This place has become the real world, and those outrageous plots will not happen.

So considering it all, I can only be sorry for Amuro Toru's image.

And his own.

Qiu Ze Yao covered his face.

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When he broke the jar, Mr. A was training one-on-one with the blond gorilla somewhere.

The black-haired boy paused and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye. The gorilla finally regained his strength, so he didn't feel much pain.

Just tired.

He wiped the sweat that was about to slip into his eyes, and mobilized his muscles to stand up again. Amuro had already set up an offensive posture, and he punched him the moment he stood upright.

Mr. A was embarrassed to parry.

Two hours later, he was almost the same as when he was just pulled out of the water, and Amuro Toru was also sweating, and finally heard the end of the words from the latter's mouth.

A Jun Qiang forced a rinse, put on clean clothes, and immediately sat down on the ground that was fairly clean after coming out, intending to walk slowly.

"Brother Tou doesn't have a job today?" He breathed and asked.

Amuro was leaning against the wall, his hair was still damp, and he had just come out of the bathroom, his eyes were slightly condensed, as if he was thinking about something, he heard the words: "Well, the organization should take action against me because of things in Scotland. Investigation, so temporarily stopped some work."

"This way..." In other words, this kind of training intensity will continue for a few days. Jun A's eyes are empty, and it is the first time that he is so eager to go to school.

Forget it, I haven't experienced it before. He regained a little strength and tried to stand up despite the exhaustion and soreness of his muscles, but a hand appeared in front of him. A-Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked over, and it was An Shitou who bent down and stretched out his hand to him.

"Jun A has worked hard today, I'll carry you." The blond young man frowned, his voice warm like the sunshine outside.

When his thighs were lifted, his chest was pressed against the opponent's back, his arms were wrapped around his neck, and he smelled the same shampoo smell on the young man, Mr. A still didn't come back to his senses.

So, you mean... eh?

This guy, Amuro Toru, looks sunny and gentle and seems to be very close. In fact, the sense of distance is very strong. Let's not mention it before. After Mr. A really gave up resistance and established a so-called family relationship with him, the most intimacy the other party did. Things were just a touch of the head. When the two were closest to each other, it turned out that he was pressed on the ground and rubbed during training.

There has always been only Mr. A who tried to stick it without a trace. The other party will never exceed the safe distance under normal circumstances, not to mention the back...

While brainstorming, Mr. A tightened his arms very honestly, buried his face on the other person's shoulder, and felt a rare sense of peace of mind.

The taste that belonged to the other party surrounded him like a tidal wave, and he was like a traveler who had been wandering for a long time, hugging his sweet dream tightly.

The feeling of being grasped by someone clearly made Toru Amuro's muscles tense. This was a subconscious reaction. Soon he relaxed again and walked towards the elevator in the training room with steady steps.

There's a gym over here, and almost no one comes in the morning, so it's quiet all the way.

"I'm very happy."

"Feel sorry…"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and Jun A hummed inexplicably, "What?"

"I thought I could be a good brother. I thought I had always done well, but now I realize that I'm not qualified at all, so... sorry..."

As Amuro said, Mr. A could feel the vibration of his vocal cords, itching, "It's great if you can be happy, which shows that my approach is correct. Although I'm still learning, it seems to be progressing well."

"If you have any thoughts or requests, please let me know, okay?"

"Uh..." Amuro turned his head sideways: "Huh?"

There's no need to be so serious about role-playing, you're not his real brother, what's the point of superfluous? It's good to maintain the status quo before, and continue like this...

A-Jun moved his lips, but made no sound.

If this goes on, he won't be able to leave.

It is an unwise choice to pour too much into your feelings. Because he will leave here sooner or later, how deep the relationship with this person is, how painful it will be when it finally breaks.

But for Amuro Toru, his relatives and friends are all there, and it's no big deal to have a less important person, Mr. A, isn't it too unfair?

So it's good as before, the relationship that is superficial but not entirely false can serve as a placebo for him in the great loneliness, and he can let go of his dependence on Amuro. Because it is clear that the other party will draw a safe distance, there is no need to worry about it.

This way he can stay in a healthier state of mind to complete the task, rather than taking a desperate gamble like a life-saving straw and driving himself into a precarious situation.

Moreover, he closed his eyes, heard the uncontrollable noise of his heart, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and.

Mr. A has never regarded the other party as a brother, and the image of the name brother cannot overlap with the figure of Amuro Toru. The other party's tenderness, thoughtfulness, love, concern...

If anyone else was in that toilet that night, he could have dealt with it more calmly, and he knew exactly why.

Maybe it's the chick effect, or the drawbridge effect or something, but pure or not, he's—

So it's fine as before.

His lips parted, but what he said was the opposite of what he thought.

"I want to — hug."