This thing about me becoming a girl

Hearing that, Bei Dao Ya nodded.

Sanyang District Police Department branch.

Bei Dao Ya smiled quietly at the police officer in front of him.

"That's it, Mr. Police Officer, because I want to choose a special column for the entrance examination, and since I was a child, I was more looking forward to the personnel of the public security department. At that time, I immediately thought of the Metropolitan Police Department, so you can let me do it. Interview?"

The honest-looking police officer was a little embarrassed to be suddenly told by a young and beautiful girl that he was looking forward to something, but he felt very comfortable in his heart.

"Okay, I'll take you in for a stroll. You can ask me anything you want to know, so that you can learn more so that the column can be more fulfilling. It will definitely make your entrance examination a perfect end!"

He scratched his head and smiled, but after thinking of something, he added: "But I won't answer some confidential things."

Bei Dao Ya pursed his lips and smiled, nodded: "Yeah."

59. Street apartment and double-headed hammer (update +17)

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After coming out of the Metropolitan Police Department, it was almost dusk, Bei Daoya got on the tram, she looked at the buildings flying by outside the window, thinking about what she had learned before.

The procedures for dispatching the police were no different from what Bei Daoya knew, except for these, she also had a preliminary understanding of the Japanese police.

The credibility of the Japanese police is very low. People always complain that the police are slow and useless, and the rate of solving crimes is low. They think that they just live too comfortably.

The reason for the low detection rate is not mentioned, it is always due to the national conditions.

As for the slow speed of the police, this is only based on the classification of the situation at the time. After all, there are many people who like to call the police for nothing trivial, such as "The child doesn't listen to me, I hope you can teach me a lesson", "Drunk back If I can’t get home, please give me a ride in the patrol car” and so on.

These irrelevant content also accounted for 2018% of all alarmed content in Japan in 19.

However, once an emergency situation really occurs, Japan's police dispatch speed will not be slower than that of any other country.

After all, if the speed of emergency police is still slow, the country will basically be over.

The vast majority of police cars are old crowns. Although there are hard goods specially designed to deal with bosozoku, they tend to be more ornamental in nature, and they are rarely used when going out to the police.

The top speed of most of the old Crown models is only about 200, and there are restrictions on the roads in the city combined with the terrain.

Bei Daoya took out his mobile phone, opened the map and zoomed in on it, and put it back in his pocket after a while.

Almost everything she wanted to know from the Metropolitan Police Department was already clear.

When the tram arrived, Bei Daoya got up and walked towards his home.

A few minutes later, she walked to the apartment, opened the door, took off her shoes and said softly into the house: "I'm back."

The light in the living room was on, but there was no sound of vitality as in the past, and there was no small head poking out of the kitchen to look at her with a smile.

Bei Daoya walked out of the door wearing cotton slippers and looked towards the living room.

Bei Daojiu squatted behind the sofa, her small face was a little serious, and she was staring at the corner on the right under the window seriously, so she probably didn't hear her voice.

In front of the corner was a small cardboard box covered with old white sheets, and a white cat was lying in it, constantly licking the kitten that was drinking milk.

The little wooden house has already been put back under the cherry blossom tree by Bei Dao Ya, it is someone else's property after all.

The kitten is very cute. It is fluffy all over, and it sounds like a baby. Its calves are trembling and it can't stand up, and its eyes can't be opened. Its pink mouth looks soft and tender.

I just don't know why, although the mother's hair is pure white, it is completely black.

This was brought back by Bei Dao Crow the night before, and when asked if it could be adopted, Bei Dao Jiu readily agreed.

However, after learning that the wound under the thumb of the North Island Crow was bitten by the white cat, Bei Daojiu became a little hostile to the big white cat, and took a cautious attitude and never let the North Island Crow come within one meter of it. Inside.

However, Bei Daojiu didn't treat them badly because of this. He built a cardboard box nest with his own hands, and even went to buy cat food, and also went to the Internet to check some relevant information about raising cats.

Perhaps because it was Bei Daoya who brought them back, Bei Daojiu attached great importance to them.

She squatted behind the sofa, quietly revealing half of her fair face, and carefully observed the mother and child in the corner, judging whether they were still dangerous.

They are not part of the family yet!Still in the investigation stage!What if the little crow is bitten again!So take a good look at it for a while!

"Mom, I'm back."

Bei Daojiu was still concentrating on watching, but the sudden voice behind him was startled, and his squatting little body almost sat on the ground.

She turned around and stood up, patted her chest, with a little shock on her little face.

"You scared me to death, little crow, why didn't you make a sound when you came back?"

Bei Daoya glanced at the cardboard box in the corner, then looked back at her, nodded and said, "Well, I will tell you next time when the door is closed."

After recovering, Bei Daojiu smiled happily again: "Then I'm going to prepare dinner! Little Crow, watch TV first! It will be ready soon!"

After she finished speaking, she tied the apron hanging on the chair and walked towards the kitchen, and Bei Dao Crow followed.

When Bei Daojiu was cooking, Bei Daoya stood quietly in front of the kitchen door as always, watching her busy back.

As for Bei Daojiu, who was cutting vegetables with his back on his back, there was a little doting in his eyes.

The night in this small apartment was a bit warm.

During the daytime of the next day, Bei Daojiu had something to do at work and needed to go to the company ahead of time, and Bei Daojiu went to school a little early at this time, so he went out with Bei Daojiu, trying to send her to the station.

Bei Daojiu's dress was as plain as usual, with a light blue dress and a pair of white canvas shoes on her little feet.

In fact, she usually doesn't smile outside the apartment, but perhaps because of the company of Bei Dao Crow today, a bright smile appeared on her small face at this time.

The two went to the station side by side, Bei Dao Jiu kept talking, and Bei Dao Ya nodded slightly in response.

But when he was about to cross a street, Bei Daojiu stopped and his smile shrank.

Her face was slightly unnatural, her eyes were full of timidity, and her left hand was subconsciously covering her right arm.

But she let go in an instant, and her complexion returned to normal, but if you look carefully, you will find that her eyes are still slightly shaken.

"Little Crow, let's go another way! I remember there is a shortcut!"

Bei Daoya looked at the place where her arm was covered just now, and remembered something.

When she went home a few days ago, there was a bluish red mark on her spot. When she asked what was wrong, she also replied that she just knocked it accidentally.

And there is no quicker way to the station than this one.

Bei Dao Ya glanced at the street, but nodded, and then the two walked towards another road.

After sending Bei Daojiu to the tram and promising to go home early after school, Bei Daoya came to the street where he had just changed directions.

She was walking on this street, looking at the surrounding environment, when a mother-in-law passing by with a cane stopped her.

"Miss, don't go any further."

Bei Daoya tilted his head to look at the old woman next to him with a kind tone of reminder, and asked, "Did something happen in front, mother-in-law."

The gray-haired old man pushed his reading glasses, glanced at the street behind him, and then muttered in dissatisfaction.

"There lived a troublesome little bastard here. He was idle every day. He would sit on the side of the street and whistle at the girls passing by to play hooligans. When he met a pretty girl, he would force them to give him his contact information! Sometimes he would throw wine bottles at people. , is really too bad!"

Bei Dao Crow remembered the red marks on Bei Dao Jiu's right arm, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his black eyes.

"Then no one called the police?"

Hearing this, the old lady shook her head, "It's useless, his family lives on the second floor of the dilapidated apartment inside, and it was only a dispute when he called the police. He came out soon, and continued to live on this street, and I heard that He also has a gangster background, so no one dares to mess with him in this area."

She sighed, and said again: "You'd better not go there, change the way, you are so beautiful, if he sees you, he will pester you, if he refuses, he might hit you with a beer bottle. "

After speaking, the old lady shook her head again, ready to leave.

Bei Dao Ya bent down: "Thank you, mother-in-law, for reminding me."

After raising her head, her face was cold and terrifying.

In the middle of the night, Bei Dao Ya, wearing a hooded sportswear and a pure black mask on his face, came out of the path and walked quickly into the stairs of a dilapidated apartment.

In her hand was a miniature version of a [-]cm long wooden handle double-headed octagonal hammer. It was very heavy, but it wasn't too heavy. It was just that the North Island crow felt heavy, but it was still acceptable.

Bei Daoya quickly walked up to the second floor, his eyes were dark under the mask.

There was only one room on the second floor of the apartment. She stuck a small piece of translucent black thin silk scarf with double-sided tape on the cat's eye, and knocked on the wooden door a few times.

"Knock knock knock."

Bei Daoya waited quietly. After hearing the question "Who is it?" from inside, she took out her mobile phone and played the recorded voice.

"Sir, open the door~" is a sweet female voice that makes people feel good.

Then she leaned sideways against the wall, leaning against the door, raised the hammer with both hands, and aimed at the doorknob.

The apartment was in disarray, with domestic garbage everywhere, and the air was filled with a foul smell.

Sitting lazily on the sofa was a yellow-haired young man wearing a T-shirt and shorts. He smoked a cigarette and looked at the contact information of the two jk who were due to arrive today on his mobile phone, with a rippling smile on his face.

Hey, these jk are the best to deal with. If you are a little scared, you will be scared and climb into bed on your own initiative.

But it's a pity that the woman who looked very young but was already a wife didn't ask for her contact information a few days ago, otherwise, according to her weak appearance, the taste in bed must be amazing!

Huang Mao felt a little regretful, but then there was a knock on the door of the apartment.

"Knock knock knock."

He turned his head and looked at the door, who the hell knocked on the door at night?

Huang Mao got up and shouted impatiently: "Who is it?"

"Sir, open the door~"

Listening to the sweet female voice, Huang Mao subconsciously smiled lewdly, but felt a little puzzled.

He walked to the door and glanced at the cat's eye with one eye. He couldn't see clearly, it was very hazy, but he could still see a little of the outside. It should not be covered by someone's hand, but because the corridor was too dark.

Thinking of him, he couldn't help cursing the stingy landlord who didn't want to install sensor lights, and would beat her up sooner or later.

Because it was a female voice, Huang Mao was not too vigilant, and opened a crack in the door to look out.

But before he could speak, the moment the door was opened, Bei Daoya slammed the doorknob with all his might.

"Bang!" Because it was a hollow wooden door, the doorknob that was hit by the double-headed hammer was directly dented, and the wooden door also hit the yellow-haired young man directly because of the impact.

The door handle suddenly stabbed Huang Mao's stomach vigorously, and he immediately felt a severe cramping pain in his abdomen, and his head was also a little dazed by the door.

But before he could react, the North Island Crow threw away the hammer and rushed in, and the door hit him head-on for the second time. This time, Huangmao couldn't stand still and was thrown to the ground.