I came to the police station in the morning and Matsuda sat down and leaned on his chin to recall what happened yesterday. Well, it was really an impeccable reasoning. By the way, the police department probably didn't notice... the fact that I left early yesterday.

Yes, Matsuda came out of the art museum yesterday and slipped home without anyone paying attention. But I don’t know if it was the guilt of leaving early? Or something else, Matsuda actually suffered from insomnia last night. He had to feel that the police station came to make up for sleep early in the morning.

Ah ha~~Matsuda was yawning and wanted to lie down, and suddenly thought, "No, no, there is something else that has not been dealt with." As he said that, he took the large stack of information on the table to his face. Something that shouldn't have appeared here yesterday, which was very problematic.

Originally, I had put it on it to block the sight of Memu Police Department, but yesterday I actually released a photo album. In order not to happen similar things, Matsuda decided to thoroughly investigate it.

There are so many messy things, movie weekly, entertainment weekly... Is this? There are such restrictive things? Matsuda held the Mask Superman brochure in his hand for a long time without saying a word.

"Oh? Matsuda, it's rare to come so early." Megu walked into a lesson and said in surprise when he saw that Matsuda's seat was not empty.

"Ah? Sir. I'm working in class one on the ninth day. Is it good to not smear a newcomer like this?" Matsuda said as he was about to lie on the table.

Megu shook his head, unable to equate today's Matsuda with yesterday's reasoning. Thinking of yesterday's case, Megu suddenly said: "By the way, Matsuda, yesterday's case, the suspect wants to see you again."

"Is that true?" Matsuda rubbed his eyes: "The police still have the responsibility to accompany the guests?"

Megu resisted the urge to rush up and step on his feet, and then said, "You might as well go and finish the transcript. I will ask Takagi to help you." After that, he shouted to Takagi: "Takagi come here."

"Takagi is still a newcomer. Matsuda, you should take care of him more." After Megu introduced Takagi to Matsuda, he returned to his desk.

"Takagi?" Matsuda looked at it and asked, "How long have you been there for a lesson?"

"Yes." Takagi saluted carefully first, and then said, "I graduated from the police academy a year ago and transferred to the search class."

"That's it." Matsuda thought about it and said, "I have been in a class for less than ten days, so I'll leave the transcript to you, Takagi-kun."

When he arrived at the interrogation room, Matsuda sat in the corner and studied his palm lines in a row, while Takagi recorded the crime process in detail.

At the end of the end, Luohe suddenly said: "This Takagi Police Officer, you don't need to record the following words. I want to chat with that Police Officer Matsuda."

"This..." Takagi scratched his head in embarrassment.

Matsuda reached out and closed Takagi's record book, and said, "It's OK now, what are you going to talk about?"

"People who are covered in blood are destined to live in hell." Luohe said lonelyly: "I began to understand the police officer's words."

"Oh?" Matsuda put away his lazy expression: "Are you going to repent? Then you have found the wrong place."

"No, I just want to express my current mood." Luo He said: "I thought about a lot of things last night, but when I think of the future of the works like my children in the art gallery, I regret it. In fact, it was me who gave up on them."

"Aha? I only feel guilty about those things overnight? You are so great." Matsuda couldn't help but sarcastic.

"As the police officer said, Mr. Matsuna is not destroying art, but my life." Luohe said without commenting on Matsuda's sarcasm: "I killed Mr. Matsuna as the director, not as the pursuing artist. I am also not qualified to represent them. Kill others with my own desires but still have to hang the banner of art. This may be the reason why Officer Matsuda is angry with me."

"I'm not angry." Matsuda's mouth was stubborn.

"I had a dream last night." Luohe smiled when he heard Matsuda's words: "I dreamed of a knight covered in blood waving his weapons to chase me... Maybe I am the demon who deserves punishment."

"The Knight full of blood? It's not me." Matsuda changed the subject and didn't want to listen to such heavy things.

"Of course not." Luohe said: "It's me, it's the guilt in my heart that is chasing myself."

When Luohe was taken away, he said to Matsuda: "Although it is very painful, I am still very happy to meet someone like Police Officer Matsuda. If you meet Kawada, please convey my apology to him."

"Apology is done by yourself," said Matsuda. "There is no god in this world who will be forgiven after making mistakes. You can only make up for your own mistakes."

"Do you redeem yourself?" Luo He only left one sentence in the end.

"Director Luohe chose a difficult and painful path." Matsuda walked to the door of the interrogation room, watched Luohe's back disappear, leaned against the door, raised his head and closed his eyes. If there was really a punishment... then when would it come to him, a person who was more sinful than Luohe?

"That..." Takagi, who felt suppressed and almost breathless, spoke.

"Takagi." Matsuda still maintained that position without opening his eyes: "What do you think is the police's responsibilities?"

"Yes..." Takagi hesitated when he blurted out a question that was very simple, and suddenly felt that this was a difficult proposition to answer.

"Haha, don't have to accompany me as a boring person to think about these boring problems." Matsuda chuckled and patted Takagi on the shoulder: "I'll leave the inspection to you."

Looking at Matsuda's back as he was leaving, Takagi thought to himself: Officer Matsuda, maybe he is an amazing person.

Sitting in his own position, Matsuda was bored looking at the publications that were caught in his own materials, and threw away one of them after a glance. It was so boring. There were no good movies or gossips that made people excited recently.

Finally, I took out the photo album from yesterday and savored it carefully. Just when I was pleasing to the eye, I heard a cold "pervert".

Matsuda looked up and saw that it was the Prosecutor of Kyujo. Takagi was standing behind her, holding the information, which should be about Luohe.

"Takagi, how are you doing to Prosecutor Kyujo? Be careful of accusing you." Matsuda noticed that Ichiko's eyes were gathering here, and immediately became terrified: "Tsk tsk, brother Takagi, Madonna is not the person you can mess with."

"How could it be me?" Takagi smiled embarrassedly.

"Perverb, aren't you responsible for this case?" Prosecutor Kujo still looked at Matsuda in a cold tone.

"Hmm?" Matsuda looked around and pointed at his nose: "My name is Matsuda Hachihei. You can call me Officer Matsuda, but don't just give me a false title, okay?"

"Aren't you? Pervert." Jiujo asked sharply.

"Huhh." Matsuda said: "How can such a title that is easy to make people imagine and misunderstand and can be added to an upright and noble person like me?" After saying that, Matsuda got up and walked out without waiting for Kujo to say anything.

When he arrived in the corridor, Matsuda lit a cigarette for himself first, and then said, "Damn guy." He glanced into the room: "But the Prosecutor Jiujo who put on his pants is a bit heroic, which will make the uncles feel ashamed to commit suicide."

"Hehe." Yumi suddenly appeared again: "Pervert, do you only pay attention to this kind of thing?"

"Hey, don't scare people suddenly, okay?" Matsuda said helplessly: "Does the Ministry of Transport have nothing to do all day long? Also, don't call me a pervert."

"I just got back." Yumei Scholar Kujo said: "Aren't you? Pervert." Then he laughed: "I'm curious what you saw under your skirt that day? Let our Miss Madonna change to trousers today."

"Yumi." Matsuda Masao said: "Can you not look at me with such evil eyes, a good, upright and pure police officer. I officially announced that I saw nothing that day."

"What?" Yumi said in surprise: "It turns out that the hobby of the Prosecutor of Kyujo is not to wear it. Wow, big news, big news."

"Puff!!!" Matsuda was so shocked by Yumi's words that he wanted to vomit blood. Even if it was a twisted fact, after Yumi's loudspeaker, I'm afraid that everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department would know it at noon. After adjusting its state, Matsuda stared at Yumi fiercely, constantly improving her momentum, and decided to crush Yumi from the spiritual world of the two-dimensional world so that she would not spread that illusory thing.

After being stared by Matsuda for a long time, Yumi squinted her eyes and tilted her head: "I'm very kawaii."

"Okay." Matsuda rolled up his sleeves angrily, then folded his hands together, and his proud head under him in an extremely humble tone: "Sister Yumi, how can you forget what you said just now."

"Well, so good." Yumi thought happily: "Then let's add a little snack tonight. I'll call Sato, thank me very much."

"Understand." Matsuda agreed.

"Matsuda-kun." Yumi looked at him pitifully: "If I remember it again in the future, would you still be so generous?"

Hum? Matsuda set up Yumi to the corner, then supported the wall with his right hand, and his whole body was pressed against Yumi.

Yumi was immediately distracted by Matsuda's oppression, her face flushed, and she felt weak all over her body, and said in a soft voice: "I hate it, be careful I will scream." As soon as she said this, Yumi's face turned redder.

Hearing these ambiguous words, Matsuda felt that his brain was not running anymore and blurted out: "Call it, yell, it's useless to scream and break your throat!"

"Matsuda?" As soon as Matsuda finished speaking, he heard a calm voice behind him, which made his spine chill and the hair on his back stood up.

"Sa, Sato?" Matsuda turned around stiffly, and happened to see Sato snorting coldly and walked away with ease.

"Ah!? Sato, wait for me~~~~~~ I am innocent."

After Matsuda also ran away, Yumi recovered and then stomped her feet hatefully.

Bastard! This bastard...it's rare to expect from you...

ps: By the way, I finally understood how to initiate a voting. I hope everyone will actively participate in the first voting survey, Ami Ami.
Chapter completed!