Chapter 49 This child may be available year-round in the future
Fujiwara Yu, who was busy until 22 o'clock, changed into his own clothes and walked out of Cowherd's shop. He saw five people standing in a row at the door. He had already guessed what they were going to do, and chose to stop them in order to avoid embarrassment.
"Instead of apologizing, it's better to give them some material rewards, such as Klimt bread from the canteen." Fujiwara Yu felt that he was very kind and did not threaten to let them contract for a year.
Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but feel curious after hearing this. He stepped forward and asked:
"Did you just work so long and not get paid?"
"...I'll give you this money, do you want it?" Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes. You must know that he risked being expelled from the police academy to fight for suitable uniforms for them to complete the convenience store rescue.
If he accepts the money, won't he leave a clue? This is not his style.
"Can't we talk while walking? I'm really sleepy and want to go back and take a shower and sleep." Matsuda Jinpei yawned and wiped away the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes. Even if he smoked two cigarettes now, he couldn't stop the sleepiness.
"Speaking of which, are you going to be on duty on the streets tomorrow? I'm assigned to the patrol team, what about you?"
After hearing Jiang Guling's question, everyone also expressed the group they were assigned to.
Except for Fujiwara Yu and Morofushi Kagemitsu, the rest are on patrol, and the two of them participate in traffic control and are responsible for intercepting pedestrians or drivers they consider suspicious.
Worried that they would fall asleep on duty tomorrow, the six people did not dare to neglect and quickly returned to the police academy. Of course, they did not expect that Onitsuka Yazo stayed up late at night and actually stood guard at the school gate... just to catch these people.
Let him worry about the little brat.
"Oops, why is the instructor at the door?"
"Then should we climb over the wall and get in?"
Although Onitsuka Hazou is middle-aged, he has very good eyesight. From a distance, he noticed Fujiwara and others walking towards the main entrance, laughing and joking. He noticed that they deliberately slowed down their pace and even stopped to whisper.
Instructor Onizuka, who sensed their intention, immediately shouted to them:
"How long do you plan to stay outside the school?! Come in quickly before I'm angry!"
They are still old and hot. These little brats have a crooked buttocks and Onitsuka Hazo knows that they are not going to do good things. They are obviously discussing how to avoid their own punishment.
When they heard the instructor's roar, they had no choice but to run quickly to the front door and stand up straight as if nothing happened. Hagiwara Kenji pretended not to see the instructor and said with a smile:
"Instructor, why are you up so late? Standing at the door waiting for us to come back really touched me~"
"Don't bullshit me. You know exactly what you did today."
Onizuka Yazo's heart was in his throat when he received the notice. Because he heard on the phone that the gangsters were holding shotguns, he was very worried about the safety of his students. Fortunately, he learned that none of them were injured, so he
Relax and listen to what these people did in this case.
Onizuka Hazo felt that the good students he recognized were gradually being led astray, and Morofuku Kagemitsu, who would not have gotten involved in the first place, was now following them in their mischief - there was really not a single student who could give him peace of mind.
He now feels that he is almost suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder when answering the phone. He always feels that nothing good will happen if he calls at night. When he hears the phone call, alarm bells ring in his heart, feeling that something has happened to his students again.
Life is really not easy!
"But instructor, didn't we solve the problem very well? Don't be nagging, let us go in and rest, we have to be on duty outside the school tomorrow." Matsuda Jinpei stared at the half-moon eyes, and the last part was due to sleepiness.
It was so long that he could swallow his yawn with great difficulty.
Onitsuka Hazo wanted to reprimand them, but thinking that they were the ones who solved the case every time something happened, he had no choice but to sigh:
"Go back and have a good rest. If you encounter something like this in the future, report it to me. If I'm not around, report it to other training instructors or the nearby police station. Do you understand?"
"Yes - I understand -"
"Go back and take a shower and go to bed!"
Onizuka Yazo looked at the backs of several people running away, and did not forget to take out his mobile phone and dial the number of the dormitory administrator:
"Hey, Yamada, this is Onizuka. There are a few young men in our class who have just finished taking statements from the police station. Yes, please turn on the hot water manager, thank you!"
After hanging up the phone, Onizuka Yazo also walked towards his staff dormitory building. He recalled that within a month of joining the school, there were only three cases, and there were even murder cases in the police academy...
Gee, it’s really a weird thing. The police academy in the past was obviously very peaceful.
Thinking of Fujiwara Yu who was present in every case, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Has this child been entangled by some kind of god of misfortune? I'm really worried about his future. If he becomes a detective in the Investigation Division and still gets caught up in cases, I'm afraid he will have to work around the clock all year round."
Fujiwara Yu, who had just arrived downstairs in the dormitory, couldn't help but sneeze. He rubbed the tip of his nose and felt a little strange. He didn't feel cold. Could it be that someone was scolding him?
His suspicious eyes drifted towards the natural curly person who was most likely to scold him. He reached out and poked Matsuda around the waist, and said in a strange tone:
"Matsuda, are you scolding me secretly in your heart?"
"Huh? Why did I scold you for nothing?" Matsuda Jinpei felt that he was wronged. He was obviously thinking about whether to go to the canteen to buy fried noodles and bread to eat tomorrow. He raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Besides, I'm the kind of person who keeps secrets in his heart.
Is this the scolding type? If I want to scold you, it must be in front of you!"
It makes sense, Matsuda is indeed not the type to beat around the bush.
"Sorry, I wronged you. I'll treat you to fried noodles and bread tomorrow."
"Huh?" Matsuda Jin was happy, and he stood up on tiptoes and put his arms around Fujiwara's shoulders: "I'm sorry, would you like to ask for more, like two fried noodles bread?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang quietly slowed down and looked at Matsuda, and reminded with a smile:
"Matsuda, you may have forgotten one thing... When you were betting at the martial arts school during the day, you owed a lot of debt and have not yet repaid it."
"Hey, hey, everyone has almost forgotten about this matter, why do you still bring it up!"
"Hahahahaha——"
Several people also stopped making loud noises when they entered the dormitory building. It was already lights-out time and they could not disturb the sleep time of other students. However, Datehang did not intend to go upstairs directly. Thinking of what happened today, he planned to make a phone call.
To his father.
This was a misunderstanding that lasted for fifteen years, and it was finally resolved.
"You guys go up first and I'll make a call."
Datehang's words blurted out, but he didn't expect anyone to agree with what he said. Rei Furitani tilted his head and looked at Fujiwara, and asked very directly:
"The squad leader is going to call his girlfriend. Fujiwara, what are you going to do if you don't have a partner?"
"...I don't have a partner, but I have a family. Is there any problem?" Fujiwara Yu reached out and rubbed the back of his neck, answering awkwardly.
It was such a low-quality lie that everyone except Fujiwara Yu could see through it, but no one had any intention of exposing it. They just asked them to finish the phone call and quickly go upstairs to take a shower and rest without delaying their sleep.