The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Chapter 69:

It was already early morning when Amuro came home.

He glanced at the door lock through the flash of his mobile phone, and then opened the door. The first thing he smelled was the smell of air freshener. The floor in the living room was dragged across, and the sofa where Mr. A stayed most often had new cushions and backrests. There is a row on the balcony.

This scene is familiar.

He stood in the living room for a while, walked to the door of Jun A’s bedroom, lowered his knocking hand on the handle, and finally released it.

It’s 2:23 in the morning, no matter how big it is, I’ll leave it to tomorrow.

He pinched his brows, obviously his body was always sending signals of exhaustion, but his brain was extraordinarily energetic, and it seemed that tonight was another sleepless night.

Before dawn, he opened the surveillance file near Qiu Zeyao’s house that his subordinates found, and began to check the section after Zhu Fu Jingguang lost consciousness, and quickly locked two people.

The person who seemed to be drunk was Zhu Fu Jingguang. He kept his head down and didn’t take a picture of his face. Toru Amuro judged by his clothes and body shape. And the one holding him is – Kita Kazuma?

Male, 44 years old, married and divorced, lives in Shibuya Ward, has a 10-year-old daughter with her mother, works in sales at a securities company, and is facing the crisis of layoffs…

Obviously not me.

That is to say, if there is no third person involved in this matter, the police officer Qiuzawa may not only be an excellent hacker, but also proficient in disguise?

In this case, the murdered Scotland that Hideichi Akai witnessed can also be explained.

According to the time displayed on the monitor, Qiu Zeyao had been separated from him for 40 minutes at that time. The time was a bit rushed, but it was not impossible.

The most important thing is to be able to locate Zhu Fu Jingguang that the organization can’t find in such a short period of time, it is really an incredible strength.

Officer Qiu Ze is not yet twenty-three years old. With such talent, he hides his edge and stays as a police officer in the explosion squad. It is really suspicious… No, it is a waste of talent.

It is hard not to feel sad that such a talent should have died in an explosion in obscurity. But this time it won’t happen.

The bomber has been arrested and brought to justice for being reported by enthusiastic netizens. Now he is serving his sentence, and he will spend more than ten years in it if he behaves well.

Amuro? Enthusiastic netizens? Tou is very pleased.

He closed the computer, then pulled out a copy of “Teach You How to Handle Intimacy” from the bookshelf, intending to study it.

After careful reflection, Amuro realized that, in a sense, the relationship between Mr. A and him is actually a little deformed.

From the side of Mr. A, although it was Toru Amuro who took the initiative to establish this relationship at the beginning.

But in the end, the person who could not leave the other party was Mr. A, to put it mildly. To Mr. A, he can be regarded as the light in the darkness, the placebo of pain, the only existence that can reveal the vulnerable side. In contrast, Mr. A is not so necessary for Amuro.

From Amuroto’s point of view, as Zhu Fu Jingguang pointed out, he was a little overprotective of Mr. A. This is most likely due to his slight PTSD on Mr. A’s death, which made him unknowingly show concern to Mr. A. Jun exerts control and restraint.

And the latter’s obedience and vaguely ingratiating attitude based on the mentality of not losing him, led to Amuro Toru’s unconsciousness for a long time.

Amuro Toru was aware of Mr. A’s dependence on him. So he hopes that Mr. A will make friends, get along well with friends, and establish contacts with more people, so that the other party’s world will not be confined to a small area. Obviously, the effect is not very good, and Mr. A does not want to establish friendship with classmates. the meaning of. This is normal.

This was just an incidental attempt, and Toru Amuro had expected such a result.

There is a gap between Mr. A and ordinary people that cannot be crossed. And no one but him who can stand in the same world with Mr. A can make a good relationship with Mr. A so reluctantly. The previous scenes can be…

But the other party is now a dead person. As for Qiu Zeyao, unless necessary, Mr. A obviously does not want the other party to participate in the organization, otherwise the performance of the hospital will not be so cold after the reunion.

In the end it was just him.

If you can’t solve the problem fundamentally, you can only think about it in other aspects… For example, let the relationship develop normally.

It’s fairly simple to solve his own problems. But he has no clue about Mr. A’s side. After all, he is not an expert in psychology. Even if he is very handy in interpersonal relationships, it does not mean that he is equally good at dealing with intimate relationships.

Amuro spent two hours flipping through the entire book, skipping the part on how to deal with conflicts, and selectively read the chapter on emotional independence. The author’s words are really subtle, but it’s not a big problem. The final result of a lover is also a family, and the reason is the same.

The tip of the pen touched the surface of the paper, and Amuro Toru finally focused on circling a word.

sense of security.

After typing the draft in his mind, he put away the book, and the sky outside the window was already bright.

Toru Amuro got up and went to the kitchen. There were only ingredients in the refrigerator that could withstand long-term storage. Finally, he picked and cooked a fairly rich breakfast.

When A-Jun was woken up, he was still confused. He turned over, pulled the quilt over his head, and rubbed the soft pillow. Just as he was about to fall into a dream, he suddenly widened his eyes, sat up, and Toru Amuro, who was smiling beside the bed, met his gaze.

It’s over…

He thought that Amuro would not come back in the next few days. When he cleaned the living room yesterday, he did it casually, and he didn’t take care of the door lock.

The fact that Belmod has been here should not be concealed from the other party. I am afraid that the purpose can be deduced quickly. It is natural to think of his identity. At that time, a series of problems will be involved, such as concealment and deception, such as killing Scotland…

There are too many things that cannot be explained. If he confesses that Scotland was actually saved by him, Qiu Zeyao must be involved in the specific description, and then he has to explain his relationship with Qiu Zeyao – the problem is that they are fundamentally different. It doesn’t matter.

A graduate of a police academy, the current policeman is committed to fighting crime, an experimental body, and a cadre of a criminal organization has done all the bad things.

Except when they were in the hospital, the two did not have any interaction. As for the friendship established in the hospital?

Please, anyone with eyes can see the embarrassing atmosphere between A-kun and Qiu Zeyao. Hagihara Kenji also worked hard to help Qiu Zeyao and A-kun have a good relationship. Discord in the natural atmosphere.

Jun A’s expression is blank: “Tou, Brother Tou… When did you come back…”

“This morning.” Amuro straightened his messy hair, “Jun A didn’t have class yesterday, but went out?”

“Ah, um.” There was already a layer of cold sweat on Jun A’s back, like a prisoner waiting for the death penalty. The hand the other party put on his head was a knife that could fall at any time.

However, to his surprise, the blond young man just patted the top of his hair and looked at him softly with a pair of smoky purple eyes, “Don’t forget to bring your keys next time. Get up for dinner, although today is the weekend, the training is still the same. Don’t let it go. I’ll keep an eye on you.”

“Eh? Ah, okay.” Jun A watched him leave and the door was closed, still a little incredulous—

Is it so easy?

It should be because of Zhu Fu Jingguang. He quickly found an explanation, and the other party was absent-minded, so he ignored the clues in front of him.

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Qiu Ze Yao woke up earlier than Mr. A. After all, he still had to go to work, and his body’s biological clock woke him up on time.

He rubbed his sleepy hair to make it look closer to a white bird’s nest, then yawned, rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom, his muscle memory took him to the bathroom, walking but suddenly stopped Living.

The aroma of rice…

Why does it appear in…

“Officer Qiu Ze, you’re awake.” Zhu Fujingguang probed from the kitchen, “Because I was in a hurry, I only bought a breakfast machine, which can make the food relatively monotonous. I hope you don’t… mind… mind…”

The last two words he said subconsciously.

Standing barefoot in the living room, Qiu Zeyao and Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at each other for a few seconds, and their heads finally came to their senses.

He quickly pulled up the neckline of his pajamas, shrunk his neck, and hurried into the bathroom. The voice was calm: “I don’t mind.”

“Oh… that’s good…” Zhu Fu Jingguang said dryly.

He didn’t mean to look over there, but the police officer’s pajamas had a V-neck that stretched all the way to his chest, and the continuous bruising marks on his cold white skin were really conspicuous.

Although it’s a bit unexpected, but, ahem, it’s not illegal for adults, it’s a normal thing.

Qiu Ze Yao buried his face in the sink full of water.

He was a little annoyed that there was actually a bathroom in the master bedroom. But he was more used to the spacious one outside, and now there was one more person in the house—he shouldn’t have come out.

hateful! So embarrassing, wouldn’t Zhu Fu Jingguang think he was a casual person? But he hasn’t kissed anyone’s mouth yet!

No no, think about it on the bright side, at least Zhu Fu Jingguang didn’t know that the other person was Amuro, and it wasn’t the most embarrassing situation. Qiu Ze Yao was having fun, trying to comfort himself.

After carefully making sure that no one was in the living room, he slipped back into the bedroom like the wind and started rummaging through the boxes.

When you go to work, you need to wear formal clothes. Yesterday’s turtleneck sweater is obviously not up to the norm. But he really didn’t have anything to match with formal clothes and cover his neck.

Or maybe he doesn’t have scarves or hats at all.

Zhu Fu Jingguang knocked on the door and told him to go out for breakfast, only then did Qiu Zeyao recover from the huge blow.

He did a good job of psychological construction, and after the heat on his face subsided, he calmly walked out of the bedroom, sat on the side of the dining table, and bowed his head to eat breakfast seriously.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at his ears a few times and hesitated: “When I bought clothes, I bought a lot of clothes for disguise, such as scarves… and so on…”

It is not difficult to guess that Qiu Ze Yao does not have such clothes. After all, the other party is covered with words like this if there is another choice.

Qiu Zeyao nodded expressionlessly: “Thank you.”

He thought this was his most embarrassing moment, but he didn’t expect that there would be more powerful moments.

When he walked into the Metropolitan Police Department, he always felt a sense of being watched. When he looked back, he found nothing. He could only endure the unnatural feeling and quickly walked into the office and sat at the desk before relaxing.

Hagihara Kenji, who was behind him, turned his chair and slid next to him, placing his hands on the table top.

“Is it very cold today?” Mr. Colleague looked at his scarf and wondered if it was an illusion. Qiu Zeyao always felt that the other party’s eyes were a bit strange.

“A little…” He tucked his chin behind the scarf to show that he was really cold.

Matsuda Jinpei came in at this time, he walked straight behind Qiu Zeyao, and patted the latter’s shoulder unceremoniously, “Isn’t this our topical person, and finally willing to come back to work.”

Qiu Zeyao: “?”

Yamada, who came in after Matsuda Jinping, continued, “A, how does it feel to date? I didn’t expect you to be an action-oriented type. You took time off to go on a date, and I learned it!”

Qiuzawa Yao?

“What?” He had a bad feeling.

Hagihara Kenji turned him around with his elbow, winked and said, “You’re all exposed, don’t play stupid, everyone is not stubborn and old-fashioned, people’s sexuality is free – so how about a date?”

Akizawa:…

“I don’t understand.” He tried desperately, “Explain.”

Yamada put the phone screen in front of him, and said with emotion: “I really didn’t expect you to come together with that Mr. Amuro, this can be considered a rare fate. The other person is someone we know, and we also share the character of Mr. Amuro. Very relieved.”

Qiu Zeyao’s expression couldn’t hold back completely, “Ha!”

He stared at the phone on the table, and there was a candid photo on the screen.

One of the protagonists who was photographed obviously had an excellent awareness of anti-candid photography. He covered his face with one hand, and at the same time, he turned to block the person in his arms, and only a few strands of white hair could be seen. However, even if you can’t see his face, you can tell he’s a handsome guy just by his body.

The next picture is a back view, one tall and one short, the white-haired one is held in his arms by the blond youth, one hand is on his waist, his slightly loose clothes are wrinkled inward, and Qiu Zeyao habitually turned down. , I found that most of the replies below are saying that his waist is thin.

This post with the theme of meeting a handsome couple by chance was posted the night before, when he and Amuro went to a **** bar. I have already gone to the third floor, so I escaped.

Qiu Zeyao turned the first page, raised his head blankly, and met a few pairs of gossip eyes.

He: “It’s not what you think it is.”

“You can explain.” Matsuda Jinping raised his eyebrows, “Isn’t it too hot for you to wear a scarf indoors? Sweat came out.”

When he stretched out his hand to help his colleague get rid of the bondage, Hagihara Kenji was the first to realize that something was wrong, and immediately stopped him: “Xiaozhenpei, wait—”

“Uh…” Matsuda Jinping quickly put the scarf back on, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little dry: “Have you and that fellow Amuro developed to this point?”

Yamada made a sound of inhalation: “His.”