Chapter 398 Must be A(1/2)
Chapter 398 It must be A
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Hyuga reacted rationally, reacted a little, and then he felt difficult to realize what Matsuda Geohei was saying.
The other party noticed his abnormality, such as not being used to living in a normal and peaceful society, not being proficient in interpersonal communication, lacking certain common sense, not responding to danger to ordinary people in a normal society, etc.
These anomalies extend out and can actually point to the reasonable origin of the Hinayana.
However, when you don’t catch a single scale and a half claw in advance and just hold these clues into the fog, you may not necessarily walk on the right path accurately, and you may also go astray, such as the abnormal reason given by Matsuda Hatsuhira now.
Not yet out of the trauma of her mother's death'.
Hinata Riki: "…"
Yes, that's fine.
From the perspective of Matsuda Mitsuhira, this is indeed the most reasonable explanation.
There is one problem: Hinata’s reasonable feelings about this.
He turned his head and recalled the lady Hinata who had only seen for a short moment, so he recalled a solemn white kimono with black hair like a bud, curved red eyes, raised
Young woman holding white cup.
Her eyes flashed with Hinata's reasonable incomprehension, and her tone was mixed with a slight slightest breath. Her hands holding the milk cup were very slender and pale.
She said: "Reasonable."
"Kohiga?" Matsuda Hachihei's tone was soothing that it would become 'gent like water'. He asked carefully, "What are you thinking?"
Hinata Riki turned his head again and broke free from those dark red eyes.
He was used to Officer Matsuda's shuttle through the fog and accidentally took the wrong path. After hearing the undercover theory, he simply gave up any rebuttal to Matsuda's Hachihei.
but……
Until now, I can still clearly recall Mrs. Hinata who has only met once, which is a bit beyond Hinata's reasonable expectations.
Being able to clearly recall her eyes flashing, her lips raised, her tone was complicated, and her eyelashes were slightly drooping. She handed over the milk cup and every detail of her name, which surprised Hinata even more.
This should not be.
For those who are not very important, Hinata Hinata will "delete memory" regularly. For example, the police officer with a fierce look on his face before, who had met him clearly, but Hinata successfully forgot about the other party.
For example, many other passers-by have never entered the memory at all.
In theory, Hinata Riori didn't even know the real name of the Hyuga wife, or even didn't know what the other party's original surname and name was. It should have deleted the memory long ago. At most, at some moments when Matsuda Mitsuhei was extremely lost to speak.
I missed Mrs. Hinata and desperately hoped that the other party would change to Matsuda Hachihiro who committed suicide at the time of working overtime in the police station.
He shouldn't remember the red-eyed Mrs. Hinata.
When I remembered that Mrs. Hinata, I subconsciously looked down at the young woman who failed to commit suicide on the ground, and I shouldn't have just recalled clearly in this suicide place where death had just arrived briefly and left.
After that Mrs. Hinata who was full of death, she remembered Miyano Akimi again.
Akimi Miyano was wearing a black formal outfit, with a touch of white on her chest, holding a black umbrella, hanging her umbrella in the rain, raising her eyes and smiling.
Miyano Akimi, whom Hyuga thought of, was the moment when the sadness that suited the funeral that flowed on her face faded away.
He moved his eyes.
Matsuda Hayasu paused for more than ten seconds and had to ask softly again: "Can you tell me?"
The sound was too gentle and too light, and it was almost suppressed by the motorcycle sound. If Hinata had not had the excellent hearing and excellent ability to capture the details of sound, he would definitely not be able to hear what Matsuda Hachihei said.
He moved his eyes again, moved the phone a little further, and listened to the rapid sound of vehicles coming from the street not far away, "I'm thinking,"
That's the sound of a motorcycle.
The sound of motorcycles coming from reality and the sound of motorcycles coming from the phone are faintly overlapping.
Matsuda Jinhei did not alarm the snake. He maintained a gentle tone and answered quietly, "Are you thinking...?"
"I'm thinking," Hinata Yoshiro listened again to the sound from the street not far away, confirming that it was a little louder, he said slowly, "Are you here, Officer Matsuda?"
Matsuda Hashihei: "Hey?"
Hinata Riki said: "I heard the sound of motorcycles."
Matsuda Hashihei: "..."
He estimated the distance and found that it was indeed very close to the Miyano family. He said, "Yes, I'm almost here, and there are five more streets."
For his current speed, five streets were just a blink of an eye.
It would be possible to arrive in a blink of an extra dozen times, so Matsuda Jinhei immediately asked, "What were you thinking just now?"
He protested, "I'm not a harsh fool, don't fool me!"
"I'm really thinking about when you will arrive, because I'm worried about the lady's accident, and she seems to have difficulty breathing," Hinata Aritomatically grasped the police's core and changed the subject lightly, "By the way, when will the ambulance arrive?"
"The ambulance should be equipped with oxygen. The lady's breathing is very weak and almost gone."
No police will stick to the original topic when facing such a problem, unless they are not qualified police at all.
Matsuda Hatsuhei immediately said: "The ambulance should arrive right away!"
The roar of the motorcycle resounded through the streets, and then came to an abrupt end after the loud braking sound. The sound of heavy objects landing on the ground pressed the rest symbol for the motorcycle sound. Hinata Rili heard the sound of overlapping from outside the window and in the phone.
"I have arrived!"
Immediately there were the overlapping sounds of rapid footsteps, the sound of climbing over the wall and the sound of panting.
Hinata turned his head and looked at the window. He looked at Matsuda Mihira who had just climbed up the window.
Matsuda Jinhei still had an anxious expression on his face. The moment he climbed up, what he did was not to look down at the broken glass on the window ridge, and then carefully avoid it, but to ignore the glass fragments and press it on with bare hands.
He stayed at the window for a second and looked at Hinata reasonably.
Then, he jumped in.
Hinata Yoriyo held up the phone and took a few steps back, leaving him with enough place to stay.
After landing, Matsuda Geumi was half-squatting in front of the injured person on the ground, quickly checking the injured person's condition. At the same time, he glanced at the knife in Hinata Yori's hand with his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "I'm here, 3
It was arrived in minutes."
Yes, not only did I come over the eaves and walls in three minutes, but I also didn’t stop at all, so I just threw the car on the street.
Hinata Riori heard the sound of the motorcycle landing, and also noticed the sight of Matsuda Hachihei taking the time to glance at him. He thought for a while, took a few steps back again, and placed the knife on the sink to indicate that he had no intention of attacking the police.
, "Well, I know."
He saw that there was also a time for recording the phone call.
"Although I haven't done much, most of the promises I've said so far have been fulfilled, right?" Matsuda Hashihiro held the injured man's wrist without taking off the towel
Confirm that the wound no longer had a large bleeding, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a joking tone.
He reconfirmed the injured person's heartbeat and breathing, and confirmed that although the two were weak, they were still stable and there was no need to apply more rescue measures. So he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You can trust me more."
Well, huh?"
"No need to be too much, just one is fine."
"This world is not so monotonous, nor is it a single-player level-breaking game. There are other people, and other companions who can communicate and interact and help each other."
Matsuda Mitsuhira looked up, "Can you give me more trust? Just reach the level of 'the object that can be communicated'."
Hinata lowered her eyes reasonably and looked at each other with the half-squatting Matsuda Mihira.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, he had to sigh one thing: canines are really a wonderful existence.
He doesn't even hold grudges at all.
Even if I ate a sweet date and got another kick, the other party would only remember the sweet date I ate. As for the kick I ate, I forgot before the pain disappeared.
After thinking about it, Hinata corrected herself reasonably: it’s not a sweet date.
It's not sweet dates. He doesn't remember giving Matsuda Geometric Sweet Date. Even from the perspective of Matsuda Geometric Sweet Date, there are probably no sweet dates. At most, there is only some barely sweet air.
Just sniffing the air, I forgot the kick I had before, and came over with a bright smile, wanting to protect the "ordinary people" with a huge desire...
He is worthy of being a police officer.
Only police personnel have such a firm and unrequited belief in protection, and on the contrary, the criminals have a firm and unrequited belief in harm.
Hinata Riki literally answered: "Sorry, have I not spoken to you before?"
"Wow, so cunning," Matsuda Hatsuhei pretended to be surprised, "I pretended not to know what I was talking about. Koh Hinata is too cunning, right?"
After checking the injured person, he pushed his loose sunglasses with his hand as if nothing had happened, pretending that Hinata was right to answer the same thing as what he wanted to ask, and asked with a smile with an interest: "In other words, for Hinata,
'Officer Matsuda' is a companion?"
Hinata Reasonable: "."
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
He ignored Matsuda Geumi's unreasonable act, and only shifted his gaze as the other party raised his hand. He looked at the other party's hands and red blood stains that were stabbed by glass fragments, and then looked at Matsuda Geumi quietly, silently
Look at each other.
To be continued...