Chapter 401 Why does this description sound a bit like Jianggu Zero?
After leaving the Okusu Hotel, Fujiwara Yu drove his car to take Miyano Akemi back to her apartment. It still took a while to drive from Osuo Town to Cupido Town. The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward.
I don’t know if it’s because of the teasing looks in Matsuda’s eyes or because they are alone in a small space at this time.
The two people who fell into silence seemed to have no intention of speaking first. It was difficult to drive on the night road in the early morning, so Fujiwara Yu had to concentrate on driving. Only when he stopped at the red light, he briefly thought about what Miyano Akemi might throw at him.
question.
However, the questions that broke the silence were not what Fujiwara Yuu had considered. He originally thought that Miyano Akemi would ask him questions such as "What choice would I make if I didn't have the plan just now?" But thinking about it carefully, she didn't ask
People who have this kind of problem.
"How are you doing recently?"
An extremely daily inquiry is like a condolence when a friend whom you haven't seen for a long time meets again.
"It's still the same as before, working on workdays to deal with cases, and on rest days..." Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but paused when he said this. He suddenly remembered that every time he was on vacation, he was always involved in cases inexplicably, and it seemed that he couldn't take a break.
Taking a vacation has nothing to do with you.
After Miyano Akemi noticed his pause, she thought of the scene where they met at the discovery site in the past two years. She couldn't help laughing, and her tone was a bit teasing:
"Doesn't every rest day turn into an overtime day?"
"...Maybe the victim needs me." Fujiwara Yuu shook his head slightly. He was confused about his "luck" that he was easily involved in the cases, but thinking about how well he could handle those cases, it was okay.
fine.
It's better than letting criminals go free. It doesn't matter if you shorten a little rest time.
Fujiwara Yu slowly parked the car behind the white line, put one hand on the steering wheel, and looked sideways at the people beside him:
"What about you? How are you doing lately?"
"It's pretty good. Life is still the same as before. The organization doesn't put too many restrictions on my freedom. My studies at Nanyang University have also ended, and now I am earning some extra money there as a teaching assistant."
Fujiwara Yu knew that Miyano Akemi had always worked hard, and he was also curious about what she did with the savings she earned from working part-time for many years. But when it came to sex, he still didn't ask.
The conversation ended with greetings. Both of them obviously had a lot to say to each other, but they didn't know where to start when they got the chance to be alone. As a result, they arrived at the entrance of the 24-hour drug store near Miyano Akemi's apartment building.
Both of them remained silent.
Fujiwara Yu was worried that occasionally members of the surveillance organization would wander around the apartment building. He did not choose to drive the car downstairs. After all, he was a police officer. Her frequent contact with the police would arouse the suspicion of the organization. At that time, the organization would
He didn't dare to think about doing anything crazy.
He parked the car smoothly in front of the convenience store and asked aloud:
"Can I just send you here?"
"Okay, but don't leave yet."
Fujiwara Yu looked at Miyano Akemi in confusion as she went into the drugstore. When she came out, she hurried back to the car and took out the things she bought. He was still worried that she was not feeling well, but after seeing clearly what she had done from the paper bag,
After taking out medical disinfectant and medical sterile gauze, she realized that she bought them for herself.
The subconsciously frowned brows couldn't help but relax, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was quite helpless:
"Have you discovered it yet?"
"You're not the cool type. It's totally not your style to drive with one hand and put the other hand in your pocket."
Miyano Akemi had long noticed that Fujiwara Yuu's left hand was injured. When she was on the rooftop, she always put her left hand in her trouser pocket. Even when she grabbed her wrist, she didn't take out her other hand, obviously trying to hide the injury.
.
Fujiwara Yu knew that his clumsy way of hiding injuries would be discovered, he just didn't want others to worry. Facing Miyano Akemi's serious expression, he had no choice but to take his left hand out of his trouser pocket honestly, and when he opened it,
His speed was very slow.
It’s not that I want to hide it at this time, it’s just that the wound opened by the friction of the rope is a bit deep, and the flesh and blood are a bit stuck together in the posture of clenching the fist for a long time... Spreading the palm is undoubtedly a "secondary injury".
After Miyano Akemi saw a lake of flesh and blood in her palm, she glared at Fujiwara Yu with dissatisfaction. Even though she was so hurt, she still wanted to hide it. This guy was still the same as before, he didn't like to show his "weak" side to others.
She thought about Shiho's character as well, always reporting good things but not bad things. Sometimes she would actually sigh in her heart: These two people are really similar in some aspects.
"Do you know that this will make people more worried? What if your wound becomes infected? You are a medical student, how come you don't know the seriousness of wound infection?"
Three consecutive questions made Fujiwara Yu lower his head like a child who had done something wrong. He endured the pain when the disinfectant touched the wound, but he was quite happy in his heart... He quite enjoyed the nagging of the people he cared about. This
It reminded him of trivial things from his childhood.
When Fujiwara Yu was a child, his personality was not as calm as it is now. He was still a lively and active child at that time.
He still remembers the days when he was a child in the United States, especially when he was in kindergarten and was looked down upon by a blond child because of his hair color.
When he was a child, he didn't think so much. He raised his fist and punched the opponent's nose. In the end, the teacher pulled him away... Of course, he shook hands with the blond kid whose name he couldn't remember afterwards and reconciled.
After returning home, my mother naturally severely criticized my violent behavior, but at the same time, she also praised myself for having the courage to resist.
"As a medical student, I won't remind you how to protect your wounds. However, my disinfection is just a normal treatment. You will still have to go to the hospital later and let the doctor handle it carefully for you. Do you understand?"
"Oh, I see."
When Miyano Akemi put the sterile gauze on, she noticed that Fujiwara Yu had been restraining the corners of his mouth from rising. She was a little confused. The wound should be painful when it touches the disinfectant, so why was he still smiling?
"why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing, I just thought of things from my childhood."
What happened when you were a kid?
Miyano Akemi probably understood what Fujiwara Yu meant. She thought about how when she was a child, she brought an injured child back to her own clinic for her mother to treat her. She shared with a smile:
"I also knew a boy when I was a kid. He was criticized because of his blond hair and wheat-colored skin. He always fought with those people, injured himself and came to my clinic."
Blonde hair, wheat-colored skin?
Wait a minute, why is running to the clinic after a fight the same as what happened to Rei Fukiya when he was a child?
Fujiwara Yu hesitated for a while. He always felt that this matter was somewhat coincidental and couldn't help but ask:
"Really? Do you still remember that boy's name?"
"I forgot my last name, but I still remember my first name. My mother always called him 'Zero'."