When I was drowsy, I felt like I was back to a certain midsummer in my memory.
After leaving the house at the murder scene, Chen Ziang and Tsukimiya Suzuna walked on the street in the community and saw a mobile ice cream truck in front of them.
"Senior, do you want some ice cream?"
"Can."
"What flavor?"
"Milk and mango."
Tsukimiya Suzuna ran to the stall owner and said with a smile:
"Milk, vanilla, mango, pineapple, one for each of the four balls, okay?"
"Okay." The stall owner quickly scooped up the ice cream balls, put them in a carton and handed them to her.
"Why don't you ask for an extra box?" Chen Ziang asked with a frown.
"Save money and protect the environment!" Tsukimiya Suzuna said plausibly, scooping up a spoonful of milk ice cream and feeding it to his mouth.
Chen Ziang didn't open his mouth, he just took the spoon in her hand, took a bite, and said to the stall owner:
"Give me another box and a spoon."
"Okay." The stall owner was slightly surprised, then realized that the two were not lovers, and handed him a plastic spoon again.
Chen Ziang divided the ice cream, handed the box to Tsukinomiya Suzuna, and then continued to walk forward.
Tsukimiya Suzuna quickly followed him, scooping the ice cream balls hard and said:
"Senior, don't be too self-aware and interpret the good intentions of your juniors and colleagues as something else, and then reject them on your own initiative."
Chen Ziang was stunned for a moment and said:
"Feel sorry."
"There's no need to say sorry." Tsukimiya Suzuna said calmly, "Senior doesn't owe me anything."
There was a snap, but it was the plastic spoon in her hand that broke due to excessive force.
"I don't want to eat it." Tsukimiya Suzuna was silent for a moment, threw the ice cream into the trash can next to her, and said, "Senior."
"What's wrong?"
...I didn't lose, I just came too late.
Tsukimiya Suzuna was thinking this, but she couldn't say it out loud. She just looked up at the clear sky at noon, and couldn't help but put her hand in front of her eyes, letting the sunlight pour down between her fingers:
"It's so dazzling..."
This summer is very annoying.
………………
She suddenly woke up from the bed.
Through the glass door of the balcony, the almost noon sun shines on the bed, waking me up from my sleep.
My body, covered by the quilt, was sweating slightly and felt sticky and uncomfortable.
Tsukimiya Suzuna lifted the quilt, looked at Chen Xiaozhu who was sleeping next to her, and then looked at herself.
Really, since you know how to take off my coat, why can't you help me put on my pajamas?
Stupid senior! Not considerate at all!
Tsukimiya Suzuna sat blankly on the edge of the bed, her black hair spread over her shoulders and chest, shining in the midday sun, looking fragile, delicate and beautiful.
...But, I still like it.
It's been so long and there's nothing we can do about it.
She picked up the phone beside her pillow, clicked on the pinned chat friend, and saw that Chen Ziang had sent her a message at around 6 a.m.:
"I have something to do and I have to go to work first. I have set the alarm clock for you. Before going to work, remember to ask Uncle Weimen to help take Xiaozhu home."
Alarm clock? Tsukimiya Suzuna lamented, I must be hungover and didn't hear the alarm clock at all.
"I overslept/crying, what are you doing, senior?" she typed and asked.
Chen Ziang’s news came back quickly:
"Being scolded."
Tsukimiya Suzuna:?
She asked Goro Emon again. The housekeeper had already driven back to his home in Gunma District, picked up the equipment for Chen Ziang's duty, and was on his way to the Jibei City Public Security Department.
In other words, I can only send Sister-chan back by myself.
After sending a text message to the section chief Junsuke Takahashi asking for a half-day leave, Tsukimiya Suzuna looked at Chen Xiaozhu next to her and couldn't help showing a gentle smile again.
Xiaozhu.
It’s so great to be able to go back to the present and meet my seniors and you again.
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Move time forward 4 hours.
Around 6 a.m., a phone call suddenly rang in the room.
After being woken up, Chen Ziang reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table next to him and found that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello." He suppressed his sleepiness and asked.
"Chen Zi'ang?" A female voice sounded from the other side.
"It's me." Chen Ziang woke up quickly, "Who are you?"
"Yuki Izumo." The other party replied, "Has Song Mingyuan informed you in advance that I am about to take over as the director of the Jibei City Public Security Department and need your cooperation?"
"Oh, yes." Chen Ziang said cautiously, "He told me, but he didn't say your name. He only said that someone would contact me this week..."
"Before 9 a.m., come to Jiefang Road Light Rail Station in Guangyuan District." The person on the other side said, "Make this call when we are almost there."
When the call was hung up, Chen Ziang was stunned for a long time, then reached out and rubbed his face vigorously.
To go to Guangyuan District from here, you have to cross almost half of Jibei City, and even taking the light rail will take at least more than an hour.
He had no choice but to wash up quickly, leave a message for Tsukimiya Suzuna, and then go out and leave the hotel.
When we arrived at the cruise terminal, the military blockade order had been lifted, just in time for this cruise ship to dock.
Sitting on the cruise ship, Chen Ziang looked out at the vast Rehu Lake, wondering whether the military had captured Mihui Nishikawa.
The huge scythe made of black mist was undoubtedly some kind of power focused on attack, and its lethality was astonishing.
Coupled with the opponent's habit of killing people at every turn, it can be seen that he has completely escaped the constraints of law and morality, and is a time bomb buried under Jibei City.
Emotionally speaking, Chen Ziang hopes that she will be brought to justice as soon as possible.
But from a rational point of view, I really can't think of any good way to deal with the witch... Even if a tank comes over, it is uncertain whether it can withstand Nishikawa Mie's scythe.
After all, most of the vehicles and individual armors of the Jibei City military are basic bulletproof and explosion-proof styles, mainly used to deal with physical damage.
But the mysterious attack method cannot even figure out the mechanism. How to prevent it?
Chen Ziang has a secret, unreasonable intuition that perhaps the only one who can stop or even kill Nishikawa Mihui in the future is himself who can also redeem power from the abyssal plane...
After leaving Rehu and taking the light rail, it was now around 7:30 in the morning, just before the morning rush hour for work.
Although the carriage was not too crowded, there was no room left.
Chen Ziang stood by the car door, and suddenly his cell phone rang again. It was still the caller from Yuuki Izumo:
"Not here yet?"
"On the light rail."
"From Gunma District to here, we should be almost there."
"I spent the night at Qiandao in Jinchuan District last night. It will take about an hour to rush back from the hotel in the morning."
"Qiandao?" The person on the other end seemed to be talking to someone next to him, and the call was quickly hung up.
Chen Ziang:?
The leader hung up the phone without saying anything. This leader seemed very rude.
Forget it, Countermeasures Section 6 is going to be independent from the Public Security Department, and she will not be my future leader.
Um, wait?
Suddenly I remembered that what Song Mingyuan told me last time was that "my direct leader" would come to see me next week, not the new director of the Public Security Department!