Chapter 26 Aren’t ordinary people between good and evil the police?
Hagiwara Kenji, who likes to see his young tamed children eat up, naturally would not miss this opportunity. He quickly kept up with Matsuda's running speed and joked with a smile:
"Hey, Xiao Zhenping! What's wrong with your face? Don't ruin such a handsome face."
"Hagi, you're so long-winded." Matsuda Jinpei had already guessed that someone was going to tease him, so he closed his eyes and made an expression of unwillingness to respond, and quickened his pace.
"Oh? I suddenly realized that all your dentures were knocked out. It's so funny, hahaha!"
Hagiwara Kenji's flat tone made Matsuda Jinping so angry that he gritted his teeth. Originally, it could only be seen when he was talking, but now this gritted teeth became even funnier.
Hagiwara Kenji, who fully understood what "click to the end" meant, did not continue to tease, but changed his tone and said curiously:
"But Xiao Shenggu is really good at it. You must know that you have received special training from your father. By the way, who of you two won in the end?"
"Ha!" Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei showed a disdainful expression, and Rei Fukiya, who was slowly catching up next to him and eavesdropped, said in unison: "Of course it's - me!"
"?!"
The two looked at each other with half-moon eyes, and Matsuda Jinpei said dissatisfied:
"Huh? Blonde bastard, did you lose your brain after I beat you so hard?"
"The one whose head was beaten was you, right?"
Fujiwara Yu looked speechlessly at the childish duo who started to push each other with their elbows as if they were elementary school students fighting. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was an evenly matched fight. Both of them had so much shame on their faces, even if they had won.
There is nothing to be happy about.
Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, ran to Fujiwara with a smile, and raised a devilish question in a gentle tone:
"Zero, didn't you say Fujiwara is the referee? The result should be determined by the referee, right?"
Fujiwara Yu, a melon-eater, did not expect that the flames of war would suddenly hit him. Two sharp eyes quickly marked him, and he had to say a smooth and high-IQ speech:
"Since both of you are injured, the result of the game will be calculated as a tie. I hope you two can decide the winner again in future battle courses."
By the way, I also added "I'm looking forward to your duel again" at the end to make the whole paragraph seem less official.
Datehang cheerfully stretched out his hand and rubbed Fujiwara Yu's hair, helped him create an unprecedented bird's nest head, and said with a smile:
"Although I don't know what happened to you last night, but please bring me with you next time!"
Fujiwara Yu, who innocently turned into a bird's nest, stared at his half-moon eyes and arranged his hair style while running. He didn't understand whether Squad Leader Date did it on purpose, because he secretly used the power of wind to fix his hair style to make them "jealous"?
The scene of everyone running and fighting was caught in the sight of Onizuka Hazo. Unable to bear it, he had to shout loudly:
"Hey! What are you brats doing! Go for a good run, okay?"
All members of the Onizuka class were worried about being punished again, so they all began to swing their arms and look forward seriously, and chanted the slogan "One, two, one, two" in unison.
Instructor Tono from the training ground next door put his hands behind his back and smiled kindly:
"Hahaha, Onizuka, it seems that your class has admitted some troublesome students - and six of them came at once, which is really interesting."
"It's interesting, but forget it. Each of them makes me very troubled." Onitsuka Hazo took out his instructor's hat and put it on, sighing: "As the student representative, Fangtani is excellent in all subjects, and he is
He was admitted with the best grades since the founding of our police academy. But his overly serious personality and conspicuous hair caused constant conflicts between him and other students."
"His brother Morofuku is an excellent police officer in Nagano Prefecture. Although he has a strong sense of justice, he has not yet come out of the shadow of his parents' case."
"No. 2 Date, whose overall strength is second only to Furuya, has outstanding leadership skills, but his father's resignation from the police force has had a considerable impact on him."
"Hagiwara, who has keen insight and outstanding communication skills, only uses these skills to chase girls."
"There is also Matsuda. He successfully relied on his excellent academic performance, practical technical ability and high-level professional knowledge to successfully make up for the negative impression he had during the interview. But his character of being aloof and not considering teamwork is undoubtedly the most important thing.
deadly."
After hearing Onizuka Hazo's evaluation of his students, instructor Tono smiled and asked:
"What about the last one? I remember that the case that happened the day before yesterday was solved by him and Matsuda."
Onitsuka Hazo's eyes fell on Fujiwara Yu who was fixing his hair, and his tone softened:
"Fujiwara is a kid with a smart mind and a delicate mind. He is a good candidate to be a policeman. However, he has been in private school since he was a child and has lacked social interaction and has character flaws. And I have carefully read his file..."
"Why don't you continue talking?" Instructor Tono asked doubtfully.
"This child's mother died of illness three years ago. There is a record in the file that he saw a psychiatrist and even went to a psychiatric hospital a year ago. He probably couldn't accept his mother passing away so early."
"How did this kid pass? Logically speaking, such a resume would be written off, right?" Instructor Tono said in surprise.
"Someone above is optimistic about his ability. Why didn't he give such a big gift to the Metropolitan Police Department on the first day he entered school? Moreover, this kid Fujiwara said something to me that day, which made me unable to hold back my fighting spirit.
It's on fire."
"Oh? What are you talking about?"
Onizuka Yazo lowered the brim of his hat, showing the same serious expression as Fujiwara Yuu that night and said:
"I asked him why he went to the gangster's stronghold alone instead of going to the nearby police station to call the police. This is what he replied to me at the time - "
The black-haired young man, with his forehead wrapped in a white bandage and his hands in his pockets, slowly raised his lowered eyes. Under the illumination of the hospital's incandescent lamp, the ultramarine color was like a bright ultramarine gem.
He held his back slightly and showed a natural expression, and slowly said the words that made Onizuka Yazo's blood boil, as if he had rediscovered himself when he first got the police notepad and was so excited that he couldn't sleep.
"I know it is a very dangerous thing, and it may even cost me my life. But aren't the police just the ones who have to rush forward despite knowing the danger? Ordinary people who protect the public interests and stand between good and evil.
——Isn’t it the police?”
It is rare for a black-haired young man to take off his so-called mature and steady mask and reveal his sunny smile.
"I want to be a policeman. I need to be mentally prepared for the public interest and be willing to die when necessary. Of course, no one is not afraid of death. As an ordinary person, I naturally don't want to die, but compared to
This, I am more afraid that my death will be meaningless."
Instructor Tono couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing these words. His eyes fell on the back of the figure who just ran past him. He stretched out his hand to press the brim of his hat and said with a smile:
"I really didn't expect this kid to have such awareness at the age of twenty. I really lost to him."
"Yes, so this kid Fujiwara is also giving me a headache. My life in the future will not be easy."
I always felt that this kid would take off his police uniform and run away from them like that guy.
Really, how could you have such a bad idea of "cursing" your own students?