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Chapter 92 There is no lock that I can’t pick

Returning to the police academy for training has become a daily routine for a certain group of six people in the Onizuka class. However, they always "meddle" in some cases as police academy students. Although they are passive parties, because cases always come to them on their own.

's door.

After the six people took the initiative to "surrender" to Onizuka Yazo's office, they received little reprimand from the instructor. The instructor was even in a good mood and took the Polaroid camera that he had damaged by himself and asked Matsuda to help repair it.

It can be considered as a write-off of this incident.

Anyway, they successfully assisted the police in detecting the case, and they can't be called causing trouble.

After leaving the instructor's office, Fujiwara Yu wanted to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and sleep, but he was caught by Akihara Kenji and walked directly to the top floor. He frowned in confusion and looked at Akihara who was pushing him, and said doubtfully:

"Didn't the door on the rooftop have a new lock? And what are you doing up there at this time?"

"Of course I'm going to have a small meeting, and food and drink are all ready!" Kenji Akihara shook the plastic bag in his hand as if by magic, and said with a smile.

No wonder he could smell the aroma of fried food. It turned out that the culprit of the fragrant fragrance was behind him. Fujiwara Yu stopped and leaned down to check the door lock hanging in front of the rooftop iron door, frowning and saying:

"That guy Matsuda is not here, how can we get in?"

"Hey, Fujiwara-chan, are you looking down on me too much? I'm also favored by the seniors of the mobile team, right?"

"Oh, then please start your performance."

Akihara Kenji directly stuffed the plastic bag containing fried chicken and beer into Fujiwara's hand, squatted down and took out a piece of wire from his pocket. He even demonstrated on the spot, deliberately slowing down to explain the method and principle of using wire to open a lock.

He easily bent the wire, placed one end on the lock cylinder and pressed it upwards, and the other end on top of the spring and pressed it downwards. He successfully simulated a piece of iron wire into a key to unlock the lock. Through constant fine-tuning,

After adjusting the position and strength, the old-fashioned round lock was successfully opened.

"How is it? My skills are pretty good, right?" Akihara Kenji said proudly. Although he was not as fast as Matsuda Jinpei, he still managed to finish it within two minutes.

Fujiwara Yu narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pretended to pat it twice, and said in a lazy tone with an expressionless face:

"Your skills are quite good, but I'm worried that one day you will be arrested and imprisoned by a senior police officer from the Second Search Division. You may also meet a senior in prison named Matsuda Jinpei.

"

"Pfft, your serious humor is quite interesting." Akihara Kenji carefully pushed the door open, stood on the rooftop with a smile and looked at Fujiwara: "Then congratulations, you have become our accomplice!"

"I still prefer to be a police officer, so... I will reluctantly become a prison guard."

"Go away! Hahahaha!"

Fujiwara Yu, who became an accomplice, skillfully climbed to the top of the rooftop. This small platform has become their base in the police academy. He put the plastic bag containing fried chicken and beer up and quickly climbed up.

I got up, but just as I was about to reach the end, I heard the sound of taking pictures behind me, as well as the unabashed flash of lights.

Katsa.

Fujiwara Yu turned around in confusion. Matsuda Jinpei, who was standing below, was tinkering with the Polaroid camera in his hand. After he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the camera, he smiled and pointed it at Fujiwara, who was confused, and said cheerfully:

"Just maintain this position and don't move!"

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Fujiwara Yu, who had become a model inexplicably, was a little puzzled. He wanted to ask if this Polaroid photo paper was really okay for you to use casually. But after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable to take two test shots after repairing the machine.

The photo paper was slowly spit out from the front end of the camera. In Fujiwara's eyes, the latest Polaroid model from 1996 was an antique. The speed of this tractor would really drive an impatient person crazy.

Matsuda Jinpei shook the photo paper, nodded with great satisfaction and said:

"Wow! Are your legs a bit exaggerated? Why do they feel longer than the squad leader's legs? Tsk tsk tsk. With this body proportion and my photography skills, it would be a pity not to become a model."

"Xiao Zhenping, are you a little confident in your photography skills? This is because the model has good conditions. Don't forget the photos you took of my sister in high school. The beauty who was nearly 1.7 meters tall was reduced to 1.5 meters by you.

." Akihara Kenji stood aside and ruthlessly revealed the embarrassing story of his little boy, and said with a bad smile.

"...You're so annoying, ag." Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes and was speechless. He even felt a slight pain at the base of his ears. It seemed that his ears were pulled hard twice by Chiso-san that time.

It’s not because the photo was taken at 1.5 meters, but because he gave the photo taken at 1.5 meters to the teacher as a holiday photography assignment.

The belated arrival of Fang Gu Ling and others heard Matsuda's embarrassing story as soon as they stepped onto the rooftop, but they were still too embarrassed to laugh out loud. Yin Dahang, who had a great height advantage, easily climbed onto the platform in three steps.

Sitting cross-legged, he picked up a bottle of beer and bumped the bottle with Fujiwara beside him, and then Gudugudu drank most of the bottle in two gulps.

“Hiss—it’s true that cold beer is the way to go in summer! It’s so refreshing!”

"Yeah, when it comes to summer, it's definitely fried chicken and beer."

Fujiwara Yuu doesn’t have much interest in fried food. Maybe it’s because he often visited convenience stores when he lived alone, so he doesn’t like grilled and fried fast food very much.

"Aren't the essential things in summer watermelon and popsicles?" He calmly picked up a piece of white radish and stuffed it into his mouth. It was sour, sweet, ice-cold and very refreshing, and he even handed it to Matsuda who was devouring it.

handkerchief.

"Speaking of watermelons, Zer used to like to smash watermelons with his head." Zhu Fu Jingguang held his chin and looked at Feng Gu Ling, who was grabbing fried chicken with Matsuda, and smiled as he told the embarrassing story of his childhood.

Naturally, the topic was brought up so out of control that they all forgot that the real purpose of coming here was to discuss the unsolved murder fifteen years ago.

Fujiwara Yu and Yin Dahang, who did not have a child, directly became the melon-eating masses, silently recording their dark history in their hearts.

这章没有结束,请点击下一页继续阅读!比如降谷零小时候为了去见女医生经常打架甚至怂恿景光揍自己,但每次去找女医生都不愿意带上景光一起去.

Another example is that Zhu Fu Jingguang ate watermelon but did not dare to eat watermelon seeds when he was a child. After accidentally eating watermelon seeds, he wrote a suicide note and lay flat on the bed and refused to see anyone. After getting to know him, he found out that Xiao Jingguang thought he had eaten watermelon seeds. Watermelons will grow inside and eventually turn into a terrifying watermelon monster.

Another example is when Akihara Kenji accidentally drank his father's sake when he was a child. When he was drunk, he took off all his clothes on the spot and imitated a little boy who didn't like green peppers, standing on the dining table at home and doing the elephant dance.

As for Matsuda Jinpei, there have been so many embarrassing things that happened to him since he was a child. If he really wanted to tell them in detail... I'm afraid it would take three days and three nights in Akihara to talk about them until his mouth is dry.

Seeing that it was getting late, they did not continue to indulge. After cleaning up the garbage on the rooftop, they went downstairs to take a shower and go to bed.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Matsuda Jinpei forgot to take away the photos he took when he returned the Polaroid the next morning. Onitsuka Hazo, who was also in a happy mood, originally wanted to take out the Polaroid and take a picture for himself. As a result, I opened the photo paper box and found a thick stack of photos inside. Yes, they were all taken.

There are photos of Fujiwara Yu climbing up the ladder to the platform, photos of Yin Dahang and Akihara Kenji toasting, photos of Matsuda Jinpei and Fukitani Rei competing for the right to the wings, and photos of Morofushi Kageko lying down and looking at the night sky.

Originally, Onizuka Hazou wanted to bring Matsuda back and give him a severe lesson, but then he thought about it, these brats have really helped the Metropolitan Police Department a lot recently, and he often received praise from senior officials.

"That's all, just turn a blind eye and let them indulge for a while."

Onitsuka Hazo carefully put away all the Polaroid photos. They didn’t know what unknown path they would take in the future, but at least they were having a good time now.

Come on, you brats.


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