Yin Zerun felt that his limbs were heavy, and the quilt was pressing on him like a huge rock.

He felt that it was dawn, but he couldn't open his eyes at all.

He was very busy last night, so he went back to his room first to find the young master of the Jing group who was traveling with him, and put an undetectable special sleeping pill in the wine he drank. Suspicion—after he fell asleep, he went out alone to meet with the police, and went to the lowest cargo hold to install a bomb.

It was past 2 o'clock when he came back after all this work, and there were only patrolling security guards in the corridor, so he avoided them and went back to his room.

Luckily the rest of the room was… no, not everyone was asleep.

There is a person who has been waiting for him to come back.

Yin Zerun closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually sank deeper.

…

"Arrest technique, based on ancient Japanese martial arts, is a technology created to arrest suspects and active criminals!"

"Effective strike parts are the chin, shoulders, torso, and hand armor. Attack methods include stabbing, kicking, locking, throwing, twisting, buckling, baton, cane, handcuffs—anything can be used."

"The essence of the arrest technique is not only to protect oneself, but also to suppress the prisoner without harming the other party..."

The instructor's stern voice sounded in the classroom, following the movements of the two people on the field, he loudly explained to the others in detail.

Nineteen-year-old Yin Zerun was wearing protective gear and held his helmet in front of him. While no one was watching, he turned around and yawned quietly.

So boring, this kind of rhetoric.

What does it mean to suppress without harming the other party... The best way to protect yourself is to kill all the enemies and wipe out the roots to prevent future troubles.

Yin Zerun, who joined the organization at the age of thirteen, pushed up his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes when he yawned.

If he was in the organization, he could still complain to Gin and Friedman, but now in the police academy, he can only completely hide his true thoughts.

After all, even the most basic positions are different, so there is no need to understand each other, he just agrees with them casually.

Yin Zerun was holding the helmet in a daze, when suddenly a shadow appeared above his head.

The shadow was getting bigger and bigger, he was startled suddenly, he jumped up and hid behind the conditioned reflex, and before the others made a sound to remind him, he managed to avoid the thing that hit him - he was still on the field just now One of the opponents.

"...?"

Yin Zerun looked at the same period at his feet, and then at the person who kicked him so far.

The man took off his helmet, revealing a handsome but melancholy face. He and the instructor ran to check the condition of the wounded, and at the same time there were small discussions around him.

"Liu Ji is too fierce!"

"It's too miserable, this is the first one to be knocked down by him..."

"Is this the reincarnation of the orangutan?"

Listening to all these arguments, Yin Zerun looked down at the unlucky guy at the same time, and gasped in his heart when he saw the obviously sunken part of his waist.

What an orangutan, it's too insulting, it's clearly King Kong!

Obviously looks like the affectionate and melancholy male lead who came out of the girl's manga studio, and does things like the hot-blooded male lead in the boy's manga, do you think you are worthy of your face, Liu Jishunyi!

Yoon Tae Yoon dislikes Yoo Gil Soon Il very much.

Although they were in the same dormitory, after a month, they didn't speak a few words.

Because he was ranked second in the class, and this person ranked first, he was beaten by one or two points in all aspects.

Police school students cannot use mobile phones, and they can only use public phones to contact family and friends. Yin Zerun occasionally calls BOSS to report his current situation to him.

This kind of public phone call will definitely leave a record, but he knows that the boss doesn't care about these small things, the only thing he cares about is gin. If he knew that he was so blatant, he would probably empty all the magazines of his pistols in his face.

Yin Zerun was very poor when he was in high school, because the BOSS didn't care about his grades, so he didn't plan to study hard; but since he was thrown into the police academy by the police, the BOSS began to care about all aspects of his life, especially the fighting class.

"...Can't beat it?"

When he heard his fighting results, the boss was a little surprised, but he still comforted him: "It's nothing, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it. After all, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Don't force yourself."

The caring words of the BOSS made Yin Zerun completely remember Liu Jishunyi.

The instructor asked someone to carry away the unlucky guy who was fainted by KO. He waved to the culprit, motioning him to go back to the field, and then turned to look at Yin Zerun.

"Next, Yin Ze!"

The boy next to Yin Zerun had a sympathetic look on his face, and looked a little bit interested in the show: "Come on, Yin Ze, if you end his winning streak, I will treat you to fried noodles and bread!"

Others also cheered him on.

...It's funny that a group of police cadets actually cheered him up for an undercover agent.

Yin Zerun mocked coldly in his heart, and smiled at their encouragement on the surface. He took off his glasses and got up, stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on his forehead and straightened his head, put on his helmet and walked to the field.

He is good at lying to make people happy, and he can handle all kinds of troublesome relationships, so he has a lot of "friends".

On the other hand, Yoo Jisun Il was the opposite. He didn't have many friends during the same period, and his personality was too upright and serious, even the future policemen couldn't bear it.

He looked alone standing there, he didn't pay attention to the same period who didn't cheer for him, he just put his helmet back on silently, blocking the face that seemed to have gone to the wrong set.

"Salute!" The instructor shouted.

Yin Zerun bowed to the other party, the fists beside him were already clenched.

He must teach this guy a lesson, and tell him that he won the battle the next time he calls the boss!

…

Yin Zerun woke up.

He slept on the bed by the window, and the sun was falling straight on his face, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

"..."

…how could he be dreaming about things from so long ago?

Yin Zerun sat up and rubbed his messy hair. He didn't put on his glasses, and just leaned against the bed board for a minute in a daze.

He glanced at the other bed opposite, the quilts on it were all folded.

The VIP room has two bedrooms, each with two beds, and he and Liu Jishun sleep in one.

When he came back last night, he felt someone watching him in the dark, but none of them said a word—one didn't ask him where he was, one didn't ask why he didn't sleep—he just changed his clothes and went to bed as if nothing had happened. .

"well…"

Yin Zerun sighed and put aside the messy thoughts in his head. He reached for his glasses, but found nothing.

Only then did he remember that his glasses were on the TV cabinet at the end of the bed. Because the glasses with shielding function were heavy, it was uncomfortable to wear. After returning, he thought about taking them off early, so he just put them there.

...what a hassle.

Yin Zerun picked up the quilt and pulled it back to his body, slowly retracting into the quilt like a caterpillar.

Five minutes after lying on the bed with his eyes open, Liu Jishun returned to the bedroom in his normal clothes. Seeing Yin Zerun like this, he immediately understood what was going on. He picked up the pair of glasses from the TV cabinet, walked over to the bed and handed them to him.

Yin Zerun didn't take his glasses, just looked at him like this.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jishun asked.

"It's nothing." Yin Zerun said, "I just remembered my past life in..."

In the police academy, he would sometimes oversleep, and every time, Liu Jishun, who was in the same dormitory, stood by the bed and urged him to get up.

That was one of the reasons why he didn't like him so much at first.

"And I just dreamed about our first duel."

Liu Jishunyi didn't seem to expect that he would say that, his blue eyes slightly widened, like the surface of a lake with broken ice under the sun, with tiny rays of light swaying inside.

He put down the pair of glasses that could be found wrong when he picked them up on the bedside table, and sat down on the other bed.

"Who won that time?"

…

"Hit him! Kick him!

"

"There is a flaw on the right!"

"Yin Ze, come on!

! "

"Liu Ji is also amazing!

! "

The practice room of the police academy has been turned into a martial arts arena. The two seem to have forgotten their original intentions and began to do everything possible to defeat each other.

"You two stop!

"

The instructor yelled from the side, and he could see that the two young lads had hit each other on the head.

But even Liu Jishun, who usually listens to the instructor the most, ignored him.

The two of you come and go, see each other's tricks, and fight inseparably.

Yin Zerun glared at Liu Jishunyi through the shield in front of his helmet, panting heavily, he hadn't been so tired for a long time.

This guy is too serious, can't he stop here? He even suspected that Liu Jishun refused to let him go as soon as he saw that he was an undercover agent!

At this moment when he was stunned, Liu Ji Shunyi's body suddenly approached!

boom!

Liu Jishun hit the bottom of the mask with his front hand, Yin Zerun turned his right palm to block it, and punched him on the jaw with his left hand clenched fist, and it was a **** for tat!

??!

Liu Jishun avoided the punch by tilting his head. He seized the gap, raised his leg and swiped hard, hitting Yin Zerun's knee directly!

Yin Zerun couldn't dodge in time and was kicked straight.

His leg protectors were not tightly tied, and he flew out directly under this kick. Yin Zerun's left leg was sore and weak, and he knelt down on one knee.

Seeing that the winner was finally decided, the onlookers did not discuss, but calmed down and looked at each other in blank dismay.

The instructor breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to come up to announce the result, but Yin Zerun stood there motionless and did not say a word.

As soon as Liu Jishun stepped forward, he stretched out his hand to Yin Zerun, as if he wanted to help him up. Yin Zerun sneered in his heart, and swung his right hand into a palm knife, hitting his defenseless ankle!

The instructor didn't say you can't sneak attack!

"!

"

Liu Jishun, who was suddenly attacked, dodged back and completely avoided the high five. As soon as he got short, he clasped Yin Zerun's hand before he could take it back, and in the blink of an eye, he pinned his hands behind his back.

Katsa.

With a crisp sound, Yin Zerun moved his wrist and found that it was a pair of handcuffs.

"?!

"

"Is handcuffs allowed?" Liu Jishun asked the stunned instructor.

The instructor reacted and announced the result of this exercise: "Liu Ji wins!"

…

Yin Zerun sat up again, put on his glasses, and smoothed his hair on his forehead.

"You even forgot this?" He sighed, "Of course you won, I haven't won you a few times."

Liu Jishun, who was sitting there quietly, was wearing a black suit. His face hadn't changed much from before. He smiled lightly when he heard his words.

"Really... It's a pity that I haven't dreamed about that time for a long time."

He replied softly, moved his body slightly to adjust his posture, the sitting posture just now made him very uncomfortable with the gun strapped to his waist.

Yin Zerun did not answer.

In the past, he was very familiar with those hands. Liu Jishun's best weapon was not batons or pistols, but seemingly ordinary handcuffs.

When he was in the police academy, he was seen playing with handcuffs countless times in the same dormitory, holding it tightly in his palm.

At that time, Yin Zerun once thought that the person in front of him would become the best policeman—he would strike first for the organization and kill him, or one day he would be arrested, and these hands would personally handcuff this handcuff on his wrist, Just like in the first test.

…Unexpectedly, he would give up that path by himself.

Yin Zerun sighed: "Is he awake?"

"No, I went to see him just now, and he was in a deep sleep."

As soon as Liu Jishun knew who Yin Zerun was talking about, he paused after speaking, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask in the end.

"The butler asked me to buy breakfast and bring it back, shall we go together?" he suggested.

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes first, I can't go to the restaurant in pajamas..."

Yin Zerun hurriedly got out of bed, took off his pajamas and threw them away, and went to search for his daily clothes.

Liu Jishun watched from the side, showing a helpless expression. He picked up the pajamas that were accidentally thrown on the ground for Yin Zerun, and carefully put them back on the bed.

This kind of behavior, this kind of daily life, everything seems to reappear in the police academy eight years ago.

"Don't worry, the young master will probably sleep for another hour or two before waking up." He said again.

"I know." Yin Zerun said calmly.

...just that they both know that those days will never come back.

Their identities have long been completely different.

…

Yin Zerun changed his clothes, said a few words to the housekeeper who was in charge of taking care of the young master, and then left the room with Liu Jishunyi.

Their room was on the third floor, and the restaurant was on the first floor. The two went downstairs together and began to discuss what to buy.

As Yin Zerun walked, he was thinking about today's itinerary for that gentleman and the little crow.

As the chairman and heir of the Karasuma Group ~lightnovelpub.net~ Even if they don't make arrangements, someone will rush to get close. Especially Angostella, he is young, compared to the ignorant BOSS, it is easier to start at first sight.

That being the case, it's just for them to have breakfast, so it wouldn't be so coincidental to meet...

However, as soon as the two arrived on the second floor, Yin Zerun saw a familiar figure passing by his eyes.

Although the other party was extremely fast and didn't stop to say hello, how could he not recognize who it was?

Yin Zerun was stiff all over, it was impossible for him to blame the heir, if he really wanted to pursue it, he could only complain about his bad luck.

He looked at Liu Jishunyi next to him with a sense of luck, hoping that he could not see clearly because of his words, but the moment he turned his head and saw his expression, he knew it was too late.

Liu Jishun looked in the direction where the figure disappeared, his blue eyes unblinking, his face full of disbelief.

"…white night?"

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