MTL - After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck-Chapter 55

"Hagi, if you usually go out to dinner with girls, where do you go?"

Jinping Matsuda flipped through the web page on his mobile phone and asked his friend who was playing games beside him.

The sudden problem caused Kenji Hagihara, who was supposed to clear the level with one life, to die before he saw the BOSS. Although this is the archive that he has worked hard to use for more than half a month in the rest time, but these can not withstand the irritability and shock caused by the problem of young taming.

He threw the handle aside, looking very confused, "Jinping Matsuda, did you invite Miss Kurosawa to dinner?"

Matsuda Jinping calmly nodded and said, "Yes, I'm looking for a suitable restaurant, I don't know what Miss Kurosawa likes to eat, Japanese food, Western food, or Chinese food?"

While speaking, his eyes never took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone, and the webpage displayed the restaurant rankings.

Hagihara Kenji was like a relieved ball in an instant, a little disappointed, "Why don't you ask directly?" He didn't want to care about this anymore.

"I asked, I met you in the elevator after get off work yesterday, I asked her if she had any requirements for the restaurant, she said that the guests are free, the only requirement is that the time should be after get off work, she seems to work Very busy."

The other party's respect." Hagihara Kenji, who subconsciously began to answer the question of getting along between men and women, only realized that something was wrong after he finished speaking, why is he teaching Kojinhei this...

"..." Matsuda Jinping was silent.

"Although I usually say whether you intend to be a scumbag or something, but you also know that it's just a joke, I don't think you will really do such a thing, what do you want What do you see from Kurosawa Yuki?" Hagihara Kenji thought for a while, but decided to ask clearly.

After being silent for a while, he said: "I know it may be irresponsible to say this, but she feels so similar to me, it is exactly the same. Hagi, you don't understand, I don't Fa ignores that sense of sight, even though I know intellectually that it sounds like I'm looking for a substitute. But I know for myself, it's not a substitute, it's the same feeling, I can't help but pay attention to her and stay close to her."

"Do you know that there is a setting in this game I just played, called soul reincarnation, it is about the protagonist who died after being framed, and then he was reincarnated into another person who just died , and then began the adventure of revenge." Hagihara Kenji looked at the big red "Failure" on the TV screen and said something meaningful.

"No, I didn't say it, it was you who said it, I just introduced you to the game I've been playing for half a month." Hagihara Kenji changed his face in seconds and retorted mercilessly.

"Cut..." Matsuda Jinping sighed and continued to browse the web page.

When going to work the next day, Matsuda Jinping got stuck and entered the elevator with Kurosawa Yuki.

"Good morning, Mr. Matsuda." Kurosawa Yuki greeted with a smile, her hair neatly tied into a ponytail, making her look full of energy in a black suit.

Jinping Matsuda nodded, "Good morning, Miss Kurosawa, I saw four or five restaurants yesterday, the first one is a bit far from the apartment, it takes half an hour to drive, The environment is elegant, it is a Japanese restaurant, his sushi and sashimi platters are very good, the second one is from Shibuya, Italian dishes, an open-air restaurant at night, the light show is very beautiful... The fifth one is in the rice flower building A western restaurant on the top floor, steak braised in red wine is their signature, what do you think, Miss Kurosawa?"

When he finished his series of words, the two of them had already walked to the door of the apartment.

The lines are as long as the name of the dish. This is also Matsuda Jinpei's first attempt. He scratched his hair, wondering what the people around him thought.

But if Kenji Hagihara is nearby, he may shake his shoulders to calm down his friends. Do you think you are doing a TV shopping advertisement? ?

For a series of babble, who would have the patience to listen to you so much! !

Dialogue, you say one sentence, I say one sentence, this is called dialogue exchange. You're talking about it all the way, and asking the woman's opinion at the end is a bit too serious.

However, Kenji Hagihara was not present, and the inexperienced Matsuda Jinhei did not know that he had committed a taboo in **** between men and women.

Yuki Kurosawa listened patiently to what he said, blinked and asked, "Mr. Matsuda finished?"

"Well, am I talking too fast?" Matsuda Jinhei scratched his hair.

Kurosawa Yuki smiled and shook his head, "No, Mr. Matsuda is very serious, he has done so much homework in advance, then go to the last one, the Mihua Building is just off work from me. It's not far, I can go directly there."

"Well, then, I'll make an appointment first, and I'll let you know when the date is confirmed." Matsuda Jinping, who was not used to his bright smile, avoided his gaze.

"Okay, I've worked hard for you, then I'll take the tram to work first." She waved her hand and smiled.

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Matsuda Jinping stopped her again, "Wait a minute, Miss Kurosawa, leave your contact information. Although we are neighbors, everyone is very busy with work. It is more convenient for me to tell you the time directly on the phone.”

Kurosawa Yuki was slightly taken aback, as if she did not expect the other party to be so direct, she hesitated for a while and then gave her contact information.

At this time, Amamiya Qianxue, who had walked a long way, patted her chest lightly, and she slowly exhaled.

Is Matsuda so frank and direct before? ? ?

In the past few days, his actions have completely exceeded Amamiya Chiyuki's expectations.

Mistakes, big mistakes, did she miss out on this? ?

Amamiya Chiyuki didn't expect Matsuda to be so straight.

Of course, she likes it very much, whether it is awkward and shy before, or Jinping Matsuda who is frank and direct now.

But it is precisely because she likes it that she feels that she can no longer fall into it.

Can't involve them in, can't disrupt their peaceful daily life.

Amamiya Qianxue repeatedly told herself several times in her heart.

The restaurant reservation news was quickly sent to Amamiya Chiyuki's mobile phone. It was lunch break, and she was sipping coffee while sorting documents.

Looking at the information on the phone, the busy Amamiya Qianxue couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth, revealing a shallow smile.

After a brief reply, her eyes returned to the information. When the undercover first started, the most important task was how to succeed undercover.

But Amamiya Qianxue was different. She made a military order in front of Jinjiu, and promised that the batch of goods would be retrieved.

But now, the smuggled goods are not only taken over by the search section, but also exposed to the whole of Japan.

Although the ip address that posted the candid photos on the Internet has been found, that person is obviously a shield, just an ordinary dead otaku. Amamiya Qianxue can conclude that he definitely did not make it.

At present, Amamiya Qianxue does not want to let the goods flow back to the organization, but this task must be handed over, otherwise, it will not be justified on the Gin side.

So in this situation, the only way she can think of is to disguise it as an accident and destroy it all.

Thinking of the headache here, Amamiya Qianxue kneaded her brows, it was really troublesome enough.

The sky at dusk, the clouds are dyed with layers of warm colors by the setting sun, and even the pink and white cherry blossoms are also covered with a layer of warm tones.

Matsuda Jinhei put one hand in his pocket, looking at the sinking sunset, and in the other hand was throwing his mobile phone one by one. The slender and straight man leaned against the car, one leg was half bent, and the whole person looked extremely idle and lazy.

It was just hidden under the sunglasses, showing a trace of tension and embarrassment.

When Sunset put a veil on the new green branches near him, Matsuda Jinpei who had waited for a while finally got the person he wanted to see.

"Miss Kurosawa, this way!"

Matsuda Jinpei waved at the people in the crowd who were chatting and laughing softly, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily, mixed with the dim sunlight, which was particularly eye-catching.

Yuki Kurosawa, who was walking down the steps, looked stunned, and the female colleagues around her had an ambiguous smile on their lips, and pushed her twice, gesturing her to hurry over, don't make people wait for a long time .

"Happy dinner, Kurosawa~~"

The colleague smiled and blinked, and pushed her over there.

Yuki Kurosawa, who was pushed over, was a little flustered. She held the **** her shoulders with some doubts in her eyes, "How did Mr. Matsuda know that I work here?"

Matsuda Jinhei opened the back seat door and explained: "It was inferred from Ms. Kurosawa's usual commute time and the tram, I didn't expect it to really make me guess. .

After he finished speaking, he reacted suddenly, "Miss Kurosawa, do you blame me for inquiring about your privacy?"

There was palpable tension in her voice.

"No, no, Mr. Matsuda has strong reasoning ability, as expected of a policeman." Kurosawa Yuki shook his head, without any dissatisfaction.

After the car started, Matsuda Jinhei involuntarily slowed down, as if taking into account the feelings of the people in the back seat.

Listening to the girl's compliments, he was silent for a while, and then a light smile overflowed from his lips, "Is it very strong?? No, I feel just average. Speaking of reasoning ability, My former classmate, she is really amazing."

From the rearview mirror, Kurosawa Yuki could only see the edge of the black sunglasses, and could not see the emotions on his face, but he felt inexplicably in his heart, as if he was pinching it with both hands her heart.

"That's it, Mr. Matsuda, don't belittle yourself." She pursed her lips and cast her eyes towards the speeding scenery outside the window.

Matsuda Jinhei tapped the steering wheel, "Don't talk about me, it's been a while since the time to get off work, Miss Kurosawa's job is really hard."

"After all, I'm a newcomer, there's still a lot I don't understand." She replied with a smile.

"That's right, it's the police after all."

"Well, yeah."

The two chatted without a word, and when the sunset completely fell into the horizon, they came to the two people's destination, Rice Flower Building.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the navy blue curtain-like night sky was full of stars, shining brightly.

The tune of the piano came out from the depths in a hurry, the tune was airy and pleasant, like a soft veil, adding a bit of ambiguity to this quiet restaurant.

The rosy red wine has a little ripple on the surface.

Ripple spreads round and round, and finally disappears near the wall of the cup.

"Mr. Matsuda, this meal probably costs a lot of money." Kurosawa Yuki broke the silence with a smile.

Jinping Matsuda shook his head, reached out and took off the sunglasses he was wearing, his gray-blue eyes were like the velvet night sky, "Miss Kurosawa, don't worry about this, it's mine Reward."

When the elbow was raised, the watch exposed at the cuff of the suit made Yuki Kurosawa's hand holding the red wine glass tremble slightly.

The smiling mask that has been maintained is also a bit unbearable at this moment.

She lowered her eyes with extreme difficulty, complex emotions flooded into her heart, and she didn't say a word until the dishes were ordered.

She was drinking wine, hiding her inner mess.

Drinking a glass of red wine, she wanted to pour more, but was stopped by the person opposite, "Miss Kurosawa, let's drink less."

He reminded: "Although Miss Kurosawa believes that I am a good thing, girls should try to drink less alcohol when they are out alone."

The piano sound, which had been melodious and long, suddenly dropped sharply at this moment, cadence, like a sudden wind.

The blowing made Amamiya Qianxue's face stunned, blowing the wild grass in her heart.

Why do you say such familiar words...

Why do you want to remind her of the things that have been pressed into the memory...

A heart also swayed.

"Miss Kurosawa??"

"What's the matter with you?"

She shook her head, squinted her eyes and smiled, "It's nothing, I just listened to the piano music and was fascinated."

Matsuda Jinhei withdrew his hand and frowned, "I see." But there was a storm in his heart, and the familiarity just now became stronger.

As if Amamiya was sitting across from him.

"Mr. Matsuda is very caring about people."

The dazzling lights were spread on her silver hair, dazzling.

Suddenly Matsuda Jinhei laughed, "No, few people commented on me like that."

"Really? That's quite surprising."

He turned his head, looked at the night sky outside the window, and said in a low voice, "Before Miss Kurosawa, only one person said that to me."

Then he smiled dumbly, "But I didn't protect her, she's gone."

"Before, Mr. Matsuda said that we have not met, is it because I am very similar to her?" Like a ghost, she asked this question unconsciously.

Matsuda Jinping was a little hesitant, he looked back at the eyes of the person opposite him seriously, and said word by word: "To be honest, it is not similar, or even completely different, whether it is appearance, personality , or temperament. But I just feel very familiar, a familiarity that I can't ignore. I don't want to see Miss Kurosawa, I just want to know why there is such a sense of familiarity, so I can ask the black Miss Ze, don't you alienate me in particular?"

There is a little sand in the deep voice, the words are sincere, contain emotions, frank and straightforward.

Like the wind, it cannot be ignored or rejected.

She lowered her head, and then let out a sigh with a little laughter on her lips, "Oh, what an embarrassing request..."

"Sorry, I know I'm going too far." Matsuda Jinping's tone was apologetic.

She was silent for a long time, and finally raised her eyes, looked at those familiar gray-blue eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, this request is too difficult, I can't do it."

She can't do it, she can't maintain a mask around the person she likes.

This kind of thing can't be done.