Chapter 1111 Matsuda Jinpei’s First Love

Soon, the waiter brought the coffee that Azusa Enomoto ordered.

Azusa Enomoto looked at the three cups of coffee on the table and had a headache: "I just ordered one cup for Miss Tomizawa, what should I do now..."

Nobuhiro's eyes glanced at a corner of the coffee shop. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said to the waiter: "Please give the coffee to that lady and say that I gave it to her."

"Mr. Asano, this way of picking up conversations is too old-fashioned!" Azusa Enomoto said while following Nobushige's gaze. When she saw who the young lady was, she immediately laughed.

"Oh! What a coincidence. Isn't that Miss Liuye?"

Yamada Rokuha took the coffee and looked this way inexplicably.

The moment his eyes met Nobushige, Yamada Rokuha raised the corner of his mouth.

She walked directly to Nobuhiro with the coffee: "It's an old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation. Since you want to invite me to drink coffee, just say it."

Yamada Rokuha put the coffee on the table and pushed it in the direction of Nobuhiro - which meant rejection.

Seeing this, Nobuhiro didn't insist anymore. Anyway, it was just an extra drink.

However, Yamada Rokuye deliberately explained: "Hey, don't misunderstand me. I just made an appointment with someone, and I have no time to accept your kindness."

"So you have an appointment with someone." Azusa Enomoto's eyes lit up, "So Mrs. Yamada really couldn't hold herself back and arranged a blind date for you, right?"

Yamada Rokuye's face froze: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's a female friend, a female friend!"

Azusa Enomoto was immediately disappointed: "Is that so? I thought Mrs. Yamada would be anxious if Mr. Amuro refused to fall in love with you for so long."

"What do you mean by not being willing to fall in love with me..." Yamada Rokuye was speechless.

"Ah, Xiao Liuye is lovelorn?"

Just as he was talking, a magnetic and pleasant female voice sounded from behind.

When Xin Fan heard about the reputation, he saw that the visitor's straight light brown hair was shining in the sun, and under his slender eyebrows, his blue pupils were as beautiful as gems.

this person……

Nobuhiro frowned slightly.

He seemed to have seen her somewhere.

This kind of "Jia Baoyu met Lin Daiyu, "I have seen this sister before"" plot is ridiculous, but Xinfan indeed feels like this.

etc……

"Why are you making fun of me!" Yamada Rokuha gave the visitor a big smile and called out his name, "You are late today, Chiso-chan!"

It was indeed her!

Nobushige understood why he felt this unusual sense of familiarity, because he had indeed seen her.

Hagiwara Chishu, Hagiwara Kenji's sister, is also the first love of that guy Matsuda.

"Hagiwara Sentsu." The brown-haired girl introduced herself to Nobutushige and Enomoto Azusa, "Kanagawa Police Headquarters Traffic Department's Third Traffic Mobile Team, Police Department Supplement. This is our first meeting. Please give me some advice."

Nobushige stretched out his hand and briefly shook hands with Hagiwara Chishu before separating.

"Rüfeng Music Classroom, Asano Nobushige."

"Enomoto Azusa."

Hagiwara Chishu blinked and said with a smile: "Asano Nobushige, I know that you, the agent of the great detective Mouri Kogoro, have helped Mr. Mouri solve many cases, right?"

Nobushige raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I didn't expect that things in Tokyo would also spread to Kanagawa."

"It's not just a matter in Tokyo." Chisato Hagiwara lowered his eyes, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in her eyes. "The incident that happened not long ago and was called the 'Twelve Million Hostages' incident by the media, if it weren't for you If this happens, not only will the murderer not be brought to justice, but a high school student will lose his life."

Hagiwara Chisuke actually knew that he was the one who solved the bomb at Toto Tower?

Nobushige remembered that he specifically told Yuya Kazami not to make his and Rei Fukitani's involvement public. What's more, the things that the police are responsible for are never made public in a big way. So how did Hagiwara Chihatsu, an ordinary traffic policeman, know this?

…

"Click"

The cigarette butt, still burning at the front, fell to the asphalt ground, and was stepped on by leather shoes, extinguished, and crushed.

"Brother..."

Vodka looked at the cold-faced silver-haired man in front of him and asked tentatively, "Should we continue to follow him?"

The air was stagnant for a few seconds, which seemed to Vodka to be longer than a century.

Just when he thought his elder brother would not answer, Gin suddenly said: "Notify Chianti to retreat."

"yes!"

Gin bent down to pick up the cigarette butt that was almost turning into ashes, turned around and got into the car, and threw it into the trash can.

His cell phone rang at the same time.

Gin was in a bad mood right now and originally didn't want to answer the phone, but the woman from Belmode refused to let her go and made two calls in a row, as if he would keep calling her if he didn't answer.

Gin answered the phone angrily and yelled coldly: "Belmod, what on earth do you want to do?!"

"Ah." Belmod on the other side of the phone seemed to be surprised by his reaction, "Who provoked you again? Let me guess, did your mission fail again?"

Gin let out a heavy breath through his nose and said sarcastically: "Without the assistance of the FBI, the Japanese police are just a bunch of clowns and have nothing to fear."

"Tsk tsk, but these clowns have made you fail several times in a row. Also, I heard that the FBI in Northern Europe has been restless recently. What do you think our Rum will think of Rai?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Gin asked coldly, "Let's get down to business, what are you going to do?"

Belmode laughed: "Don't be so harsh on ladies, Gin. I have a piece of information here, and I'm sure you will be interested in it.

"It's about Shirley."

Gin paused.

His expression darkened a lot because of Belmode's words.

"It's so rare that I actually heard this name from your mouth." Gin leaned back in his chair, his expression full of sarcasm, "I thought your ridiculous sympathy attack made you want to let Shirley go. idea."

"How could it be possible? Who else is the person who hates Shirley the most in the world besides me?

"I can't wait to peel off her skin, twitch her tendons, drink her blood, and eat her flesh." Belmode said slowly, "Even if I repeat this 11,000 times, it still won't quell my hatred for her. .”

Gin snorted coldly, obviously not believing it.

Belmode was silent for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, his mood had returned to normal: "I have indeed relaxed a lot during this period. But this is also for the sake of our cooperation. Who asked Mescal to protect Shirley? "

Gin raised his eyebrows: "Mezcal, defend Shirley?"

"Oh, you don't believe it." Belmod chuckled, "I have some interesting news here, do you want to hear it?"

"explain."

"You must first promise me that no matter what I say, you will not reveal the source of the intelligence to Mescal."

Gin sneered: "It seems you have something in Mescal's hands."