If possible, Matsuda would definitely travel back to that night, beat himself up for setting the flag with confidence, then knock him unconscious and throw him home.
Bourbon (aggrieved and with a pretentious expression): Hey, Mr. Policeman, does he hate me so much?
Matsuda (cold and ready to move his fists): What do you think?
In the dead of night, Song Tiantian, who had just finished working overtime, was walking home alone. Now there were two roads in front of him:
A: Although there is no one at the moment, there are many residents nearby. There are street lights and surveillance cameras. There may be people there in the future.
B: In an alley, there are no street lights, and the surveillance may be broken. It is almost impossible for anyone to pass by, but it is closer than the main road.
Matsuda decisively chose B. Hey, who is he? He is a policeman, not some weak female high school student who cannot walk at night for fear of being kidnapped.
However, it turns out that the flag cannot be set casually. Matsuda, the ace of the bomb disposal squad, was kidnapped for walking at night, and he has not even beaten the blond bastard who kidnapped him.
Therefore, Matsuda shook the rope tied around his wrist with a kind expression: Do you have any special hobbies?
Bourbon smiled: Maybe.
Hiro, who was far away at the Ministry of Public Security, was so anxious that he wanted to dig deep and dig deep: Who is that bastard who kidnapped my little boy? Just wait for me! ! !
If someone has time, write it
Matsuda's favorites, Kenji, and Fang Gurei are all black, while Jingguang's camp is red and the inside is black.
Motto: Don't give up freedom