Chapter 1296 Something Happened to Jing Guang

The wind in late spring is already warm, and even a little bit hot when blowing on your face.

A piece of cherry blossoms drifted in the wind and fell slowly. Finally, its falling trend was blocked by a hand.

Matsuda Jinpei caught a cherry blossom petal, but there were more broken flowers blown away by the wind. There is pink everywhere, and it is soft and comfortable to step on.

No matter what kind of flower it is, it is always the most beautiful when it is in full bloom, and its dilapidated appearance can only bring sadness to people.

Perhaps the scene of falling flowers touched Matsuda Jinpei's incomplete memory. He frowned slightly, and the wanton shouts and laughter of teenagers seemed to be heard in his ears.

You can always encounter one or two bustling cherry trees on the streets of Tokyo, but when it comes to the best cities for cherry blossom viewing, Tokyo is not on the list.

So why did he come to Tokyo? Why come here? Why are you standing in front of this ordinary ramen shop in a daze?

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't remember the purpose of his rush to Tokyo for a while.

What he didn't know was that his dazed scene while admiring the cherry blossoms was falling into the eyes of another person - that person was Zhu Fu Gaoming.

Zhufu Gaoming answered the phone, and Yamato Gansuke's voice immediately sounded on the receiver: "Gaoming, I can't contact the boy who lives in your house. Is he running away?"

Yamato Gansuke was in a bad mood. The guy Zhufu Gaoming asked him to take care of disappeared under his eyes, and his own dereliction of duty would make him lose face in front of Zhufu Gaoming.

Too careless!

Unexpectedly, Zhu Fu Gaoming did not mock him politely, but said calmly: "I understand."

"Hey, wait..."

Zhufu Gaoming put away his mobile phone and walked towards the dull-looking young man under the cherry blossom tree.

"You should stay in Nagano." Without blaming or asking, Morofuku Takaaki just said this behind Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei turned around and was obviously relieved after seeing Morofuku Gaoming: "I don't know why I came to Tokyo."

This is the truth.

Although his habitual amnesia has not yet healed, Matsuda Jinpei is still a qualified police officer who graduated from the police academy. He knows that Rei Fukitani and Kagemitsu Morofuku are performing very dangerous tasks, and at this time he will only cause trouble for them. .

I can't remember...

I can’t remember why I made the decision to go to Tokyo.

But he doesn't regret it either.

"Where should we live?" Matsuda Jinpei quickly accepted the current situation with a heart.

Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at the time and replied: "I have to report to the Metropolitan Police Department in half an hour. This is the hotel room key. You can go back and rest first."

Matsuda Jinpei took the room card, casually threw it into his pocket, and then asked, "Have you been transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Well, because there are some things I care about."

Surely it’s for the scenery, right?

Although Zhufu Gaoming did not show any abnormality during this period, as Zhufu Gaoming's current roommate, Matsuda Jinpei was still vaguely aware of a little problem.

In the past, Zhufu Gaoming would not frequently travel in and out of Tokyo in a short period of time, let alone ask to be transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Zhufu Gaoming looked at Matsuda Jinpei again, and suddenly handed him the mask and sunglasses.

"I know, I know." Matsuda Jinpei reluctantly took the prop that covered his face.

He feels like a plague now and cannot let anyone discover his existence.

However, no one who can recognize him is around...

"Matsuda-kun, you should go to the barber shop to take care of yourself when you have time." Zhufu Gaoming said earnestly, "A gentleman should show his appearance."

Matsuda Jinpei froze and subconsciously rolled the curly hair on his head with his fingers.

Zhu Fu Gaoming had just arrived and didn't want to leave the impression of being late or unreliable to his future colleagues, so after a few brief instructions, he stopped the taxi and headed towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

Matsuda Jinpei became a human again.

He took out the room card from his pocket, looked at the address on it, and decided to go back to the hotel and wait for Zhufu Gaoming.

Tokyo is no stranger to him, and every plant and tree here has a unique appeal. Therefore, Matsuda Jinpei did not realize how much four years would be enough to change a city's road traffic.

He is lost.

When Matsuda Jinpei had this realization, he was already in a completely unfamiliar place.

Where is this?

Forget it, just find someone to ask for directions!

"Hey!" Matsuda Jinpei stopped a middle-aged man on the roadside, "Do you know how to get to this hotel?"

The middle-aged man didn't look at his room card, but said with an unhappy face: "Why are young people today not polite at all? Don't you know how to use honorifics when asking for directions?"

Matsuda Jinpei really didn't want to fuss with passers-by about such a small question, so he planned to switch to honorifics and ask again.

However, the middle-aged man became unwilling to let him go, catching him and scolding him constantly.

Matsuda Jinpei could almost see that his patience was disappearing step by step, and it was about to bottom out.

"That's enough!" Matsuda Jinpei threw away the middle-aged man's hand. In fact, he didn't intend to use force, but he still knocked the man aside and hit the telephone pole.

"Why are you still doing this?!"

Matsuda Jinpei frowned. He actually felt a little guilty, but this guilt disappeared after seeing that man's hateful face. Instead, all that came to mind was rage and... murderous intent.

"Do you want to die?" Matsuda Jinpei stared at the middle-aged man coldly, with the murderous intent in his eyes barely concealed.

Matsuda Jinpei, who has been immersed in the organization for four years and has seen countless lives and deaths, is no longer the same person he was before. Although he has no memory of the organization period, his ability to release cold air is no less than that of Gin.

The cold eyes, cruel words, and terrifying force made the middle-aged man suddenly lose the courage to resist.

He shivered and stepped back: "Monster, you are a monster..."

Are you actually calling him a monster?

Really, there is no way not to be angry.

Matsuda Jinpei slowly clenched his fists, preparing to let the man in front of him see what a real monster was.

However, just when he was about to lose his mind, a childish voice rang out: "It was the brother who looked like Officer Takagi that day! Brother, do you still remember us?"

Ayumi happily ran to the Matsuda Formation Plane, followed by Genta, Mitsuhiko and Haibara Ai behind her.

Seeing the children, the irritability in Matsuda Jinpei's heart was miraculously calmed down.

"Is it you? Why, are you lost again?"

Ayumi flat-mouthed: "What, we didn't get lost last time. And brother, why are you here? Could it be that you got lost?"

Matsuda Jinpei's face froze: "Nonsense, how could I get lost?!"

"So, brother, you are indeed lost."

Haibara Ai stood at the back, looking at Matsuda Jinpei in silence.

She knew that this person was her brother's classmate, but her brother's current situation was probably not suitable for her to care about this matter.

While they were talking, the passerby who was scared by Matsuda Jinpei had already run away.

"Brother, where were you going?" Ayumi raised her head, looking innocent.

Matsuda Jinpei handed her the hotel key card by mistake.

result--

"Ah? Such a far place? You are really lost, right? And you ended up here in the opposite direction."

"..."

Damn it, I was tricked by a child!

Ayumi didn't think too much. She discussed it with Mitsuhiko and Genta and felt that as friends, they had the responsibility and obligation to send the lost Matsuda Jinpei to where he wanted to go.

So just like that, one kid and one kid set out on the road to find a hotel.

Matsuda Jinpei actually didn't have many memories about the children. Basically, all he could remember was how embarrassed he looked that day with dolls and snacks in his hands.

But he always has more patience and trust when it comes to children.

It seemed good to stay with them for a while.

After all, the Young Detective Team are old Mihua people. With their help, Matsuda Jinpei quickly found the hotel.

At the door of the hotel, a blond man caught Matsuda Jinpei's attention.

Zero?

That person was none other than Rei Fukiya - after all, no one else had both blond hair and dark skin.

"Brother Amuro?" The children were even more happy to see Rei Fangtani, "Brother Amuro, why are you here?"

Rei Fukutani pointed at Matsuda Jinpei and said with a smile: "I'm here to find him."

"Eh? Brother Amuro, you know this big brother!"

Rei Fukutani did not deny it, and Jinpei Matsuda proved their relationship with practical actions - he directly put his arm around Rei Fukutani's shoulders and said with a smile: "I have a very good relationship with this guy. !”

Fangtani was smiling, because he was the only one who could see Matsuda Jinpei gnashing his teeth secretly.

He successfully received Matsuda Jinpei from the children, and nodded slightly to Haibara Ai who remained silent.

It was Haihara Ai's call that made him take time out of his busy schedule to pick up Matsuda's.

But why does this guy appear in Tokyo?

"Shouldn't you stay in Nagano Prefecture?" Rei Fukutani asked on the way to the room.

Matsuda Jinpei seemed a little more surprised than him: "Don't you know? Jingguang's brother was transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department, and I came with him."

He thought that Zhu Fu Gaoming's transfer went so smoothly because he had the support of the public security behind him, but judging from Jiang Gu Ling's reaction, it seemed that Zhu Fu Gaoming did everything himself.

Zhufu Gaoming was transferred to Tokyo?

Jiang Guling did not know anything about the news and was very surprised.

Obviously Zhu Fu Gaoming came here because of Jing Guang's matter, but how should he explain it to him?

"Where's Jingguang, why aren't you with me?" Matsuda Jinpei asked the question first.

Jiang Gu Ling suffocated slightly, then paused for a second and said, "He is very busy at work and has no time to care about your business."

"Then I should also thank you for coming to see me despite your busy schedule?"

Rei Fukiya glanced at him and rushed Matsuda Jinpei into the room: "Stay here and don't run around, especially don't go to the Metropolitan Police Department!"

"Hey, hey, I know, I'm a dead person now..."

Matsuda Jinpei forcefully swallowed the lingering sound of his voice into his stomach.

Because Fang Gurei's expression was so terrifying, especially his eyes, it was as if he was going to be eaten!

Jiang Guling sighed softly.

What is he doing? You know clearly that Matsuda Jinpei only has memories of four years ago, why are you still fussing with him here?

"I'll leave first if I have something else to do. When Brother Gao Ming comes back, you can tell him and I can help you find a place to live if necessary." Fang Gu Ling warned.

"I know." Matsuda Jinpei was already lying on the soft bed and only waved to him.

With a "click" sound, the room door closed.

Matsuda Jinpei lay on his back in the quilt, staring straight at the clean and white ceiling.

Zero's momentary stasis just now could not escape his eyes.

Something happened to Jingguang.

But at present, he is basically no different from trash in everyone's eyes. Not only is Zhu Fu clever, but even Jiangu Ling doesn't want to tell him about Jing Guang's current situation.

It feels so bad.

Obviously, no matter what difficulties they encountered back then, they had to face them together.

Matsuda Jinpei pulled his hair irritably.

Ahhh, this damn memory, when will he remember the four years he disappeared?

Otherwise...it's better to listen to Brother Gao Ming and straighten your curly hair.

…

Yoneka-cho 5-chome 11th floor, 27th floor

He's back here again.

Nobuhiro has never stepped into this apartment after moving, but because he rented it for one year and it was still within the period, the furniture in the apartment was also there, so he could move in directly with his bags.

Nobuhiro had already asked the housekeeper to clean the house in advance. The windows in the apartment were bright and clean, and the air was still filled with the smell of freshener.

After having dinner with a bento from a convenience store—no, maybe it should be called a midnight snack—Nobuhiro leaned on the sofa.

Staying up late for several days left heavy bruises under his eyelids, and besides that, his physical condition was not very good. I don't know if it's an illusion, but since he knew that the shadow in his heart was the Dark Baron, Nobuhiro often felt uncomfortable in his heart.

This feeling becomes more obvious after staying up all night.

What a waste!

Nobushige held the small tracker in front of his eyes and played with it.

The products produced by the organization must be of high quality. Just as Rum told him that day, the tracker can be powered by body temperature. After so many days, the little thing is still running tenaciously, with no tendency to stop.

If the tracker is destroyed, will Rum release the Dark Baron?

Nobushige squeezed the tracker's hand slightly...

"hiss--"

The sudden pain in his heart caused him to take a deep breath.

Nobushige swore that he just wanted to give it a try and had absolutely no intention of seeking death, but Rum wouldn't give him a warning for this, right?

And why does that small disc on the chest have so many functions?

Nobushige finally let go of the hand holding the tracker, letting it fall freely and fall on his chest.

Only a shirt separates him from the tracker.

It’s time to think carefully about how to deliver the message to the police.

Nobushige has not been idle these days. On the one hand, he is conscientiously completing the tasks assigned by Karasuma Renye and Rum. On the other hand, he asks Gin to quietly investigate the organization. On the other hand, he is also testing the scope of the tracker through various methods.

It has been established that the tracker can hear sounds greater than thirty decibels. Because he had said something at a very low volume in a quiet environment that would make Rum mad, and there was no reaction from Rum at all. But turn up the volume a little, and Rum's warnings follow.

In order to eliminate the interference of special circumstances, Nobuhiro did the same experiment three times, so much so that Rum called him specifically to ask him not to test his bottom line again.