The next day, Zawa Village in New Taipei.

It snowed heavily last night, and Matsuda Jinpei had to stay in a hotel near the Niigata Prefectural Police Station for one night. After dawn, the Niigata County Police drove him and Sato Miwako back to the hotel to pick up their luggage.

"The weather is nice today!" Miwako Sato sighed after getting off the car.

"Do you two want to play here for a few more days?" The county policeman who was driving warmly invited, "The snow festival in the village is not over yet. The two of you worked so hard to investigate the case a few days ago, so it's just time to relax."

Miwako Sato waved her hands again and again: "No, no, we have already booked the Shinkansen tickets to go back at noon."

"Do you want me to see you off?" the county policeman then asked.

"No need, we can go there by ourselves." Matsuda Jinpei refused.

The car drove away, and the two walked to the hotel together.

There was a homicide in this hotel yesterday, and the owner was also arrested by the Niigata prefectural police on charges of invading others’ privacy by installing a camera at will. Now the hotel is managed by the owner’s younger brother instead.

The case was successfully resolved, and Miwako Sato was in a more relaxed mood. As soon as she entered the hotel, she said to Matsuda Jinpei: "I want to go to the store to bring some souvenirs to Police Officer Megure and the others. Do you want to go together?"

"I dont go."

Matsuda Jinpei felt completely different.

The "accidental" death of the two prisoners (one of them was the murderer who killed him), the current situation of Zhu Fu and Jiang Gu, and the dangerous criminal organization with unknown purpose... These things weighed on his mind, and he didn't actually think about it last night. How to sleep well.

"You can choose slowly, I'll wait for you in the restaurant next door." He added, reaching into his pocket to touch the cigarette case.

Miwako Sato knew that smoking was allowed in the hotel restaurant here, she nodded to show that she knew, and then walked into the souvenir shop next to her alone.

Matsuda Jinpei watched her leave, then turned and walked towards the restaurant.

The restaurant is small in size, with light brown wallpaper that is very close to the color of the wood, and a red carpet on the floor. Floor-to-ceiling windows are installed on the outer wall, allowing you to have a panoramic view of the snow scene outside.

A man was sitting by the window. The warm golden sunlight shone on his long hair, making the red color even more dazzling.

The plates on the dining table had long been empty. At this moment, he turned his head and looked out the window, not knowing whether he was enjoying the scenery or simply sitting there in a daze.

He raised his head when he heard footsteps, and inadvertently met Matsuda Jinhei's eyes.

Matsuda Jinpei paused, he turned around when he was going to sit on the seat near the door, and walked straight to the seat opposite the man.

There were only the two of them in the restaurant now. This move could be said to be very abrupt and a bit offensive, but the red-haired man just raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything to stop him. He watched him pull out the chair and sit down in front of him.

Matsuda Jinhei took out the cigarette case, lightly shook his right hand, which was still wrapped in bandages, and a cigarette popped out.

"Mind the smell of smoke?" he asked.

Yamao Yosuke glanced at him lightly: "Please go ahead, this is a public place."

Matsuda Jinpei held the cigarette in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and a faint smell of tobacco permeated the air. He took a puff, turned his head and exhaled slowly

, with complex emotions surging in my heart.

He went back to the hotel for another purpose, which was to see Yosuke Yamao again.

He wanted to ask the man who designed the two bombs that changed his fate - yesterday on the reservoir, why did he save him?

"…very beautiful."

"…What?"

Matsuda Jinpei didn't realize what the other party was saying.

"—I mean the cherry blossom tree." Yosuke Yamao raised his chin and pointed out the window.

Matsuda Jinhei looked in the direction he was pointing at. It was a big tree planted by the side of the road. There was no leaf on it, let alone any petals. The branches were bare, only a few black crows perched on the branches.

"Cherry blossoms blooming in the sun are the most beautiful..."

…

Matsuda Jinpei left the restaurant and stood on the terrace outside the hotel to smoke.

His eyes fell on the cherry blossom tree. During the time he came out, more crows flew in from a distance and stopped there. From a distance, it was a dark patch, completely covering the branches that could have bloomed cherry blossoms.

Crows are gregarious creatures, they travel in flocks and can be found everywhere in this country...no, all over the world.

"Shua—"

The door was pushed open suddenly, and Matsuda Jinpei thought that Sato had found it, and wanted to say something to her. After receiving it, he looked back and was stunned.

It wasn't Miwako Sato who opened the door, but a young man who had met him a few times and lived in the same hotel...Gray Crow, who was suspected to have an important connection with yesterday's case.

Beside him, Zhu Fu Jingguang stood there quietly, holding hands together.

"Officer Matsuda!" the boy shouted happily.

Matsuda Jinhei controlled himself not to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang, and greeted the boy with a natural attitude: "Are you going back to Tokyo?"

"I booked a ticket for 10 o'clock, and I want to take Su as soon as possible... Luchuan, he will go home and have a good rest."

The boy's eyes fell on Matsuda Jinping's face, he seemed to want to have a few more words with his good-looking benefactor, but he didn't let go of Zhu Fujingguang casually.

"Is he unwell?"

"Well, a little bit, but it's not a big problem, as long as I send him back to a safe place to recuperate, he'll be fine..." The young man spoke quickly, "We have to go first. Goodbye, Officer Matsuda."

During their conversation, Zhu Fu Jingguang kept his head half-lowered and didn't even raise his head.

When the boy was talking, when Matsuda Jinpei was talking, when he himself was being mentioned... he didn't even look up and look around.

Those familiar eyes stared fixedly at a certain point in the sky, he seemed to have completely lost his perception of the surroundings, and the only connection with the whole world was the hand holding the boy—Matsuda Jinhei found that when the boy stopped As he stepped down, Zhu Fu held his hand even tighter.

"...Goodbye, be careful on the road."

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the young man from the criminal organization, holding his old friend from the police academy, and passing him by.

They walked down the stairs, passing the cherry blossom tree that had long passed its flowering period.

The crows on the tree were disturbed and flapped their wings and flew up one after another. Accompanied by the continuous calls, they walked towards the end of the road, farther and farther until they disappeared.

…

Apero is leaning against the window, two emails received a few minutes ago on the screen of his mobile phone. The sending time was only a few seconds apart, making one wonder if the two agreed to send it together.

[How about Angustra? 】

[I'm taking Scotland back first, and I'll invite you to Tokyo to play when I'm free! —angostura】

He swiped his finger on the screen and clicked on the email he received late last night.

[Is there a problem with Scotland? —gin】

"..."

The cherry blossoms that bloomed in the sun were a kind of beauty that he would willingly step into danger just to witness their beauty.

On the contrary, the cherry blossoms drifting into the darkness... just like the beast that came to attack them last night~lightnovelpub.net~ exudes an unbearable aura that makes people not want to take a second look.

Apero watched the two black dots disappear and began to write an email to Gin.

[At least I don't see a problem. —aperol】

One is an organization model worker who does things in accordance with the organization's constitution and rarely messes around, and the other is a lunatic who is afraid to provoke anyone in the organization who knows his existence.

Apero didn't think his flesh could be tougher than a wild bear.

and…

Recalling the look in Angostella's eyes last night, Apero pressed the send button.

It would be great if that eye could one day become more similar to that gentleman...

This is the real beauty in this world.

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