I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

There is only one gate to the forest park, and only one entrance and exit. Although theoretically you can get out by climbing up the mountain in the forest park to find the mountain road, and then follow the mountain road to the main road, it would be too far.

So when Serabelle and Reiko Akiba returned, they still followed the same route they took when they came out, and they did not run into the people who attacked them again until they got on the bus back at the bus stop at the entrance.

Half an hour later, in Qiu Ting's home, Serabelle was sitting topless on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, with a small sun heater at her feet.

Reiko Akiba, who was standing on the other side, held iodine in her left hand and a cotton swab in her right hand, and pursed her lips slightly, looking a little nervous.

"Then...I'm going to start disinfecting."

Chapter 381 Come to my house again tomorrow!

There is nothing much to say about the bandaging process.

Serabelle's injuries were not serious to begin with... Of course, this was according to Reiko Akiba, who took off her clothes and saw the actual condition of her injuries.

If Serabelle were to diagnose the problem herself, she would say it was just a "skin scrape" at best. It would heal on its own in two or three days if it was simply disinfected and left alone.

After all, it was really, really, really just a slight hit from the bullet.

However, even so, Reiko Akiba still carefully used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect the area around the wound bit by bit, then applied a layer of anti-inflammatory drug, which was not sure whether it was penicillin ointment or erythromycin, before putting gauze on it, and finally wrapped it lightly with a loose bandage.

After cutting the bandage with scissors and tying a beautiful bow at the end, Reiko Akiba, whose forehead was slightly sweaty due to nervousness, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That should be enough."

She put the used scissors and bandages back into the medicine box, closed the lid, picked up the box by the handle, and stood up from the bed, but did not leave immediately.

"At noon..."

Reiko Akita hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something.

While she was hesitating, Serabelle had already grabbed the clothes scattered around her body and was about to put them back on.

Reiko Akita raised her hand angrily and slapped the clothes away from the boy's hand.

"……What's wrong?"

Serabelle looked up in confusion.

He thought he was just putting his clothes back on. How come it is illegal for a wounded person to put on his own clothes these days?

Besides, it's winter now, sister. Even if he goes shirtless in this weather, he will catch a cold.

Seeing that this guy not only did not appreciate her kindness but also looked at her with a confused expression, Akita Reiko became even more furious.

She once again showed the expression she had when she heard Serabelle say that she would go back and bandage it herself in the forest park, and pointed to the exquisite bow made of bandages on the latter's raised right arm.

"You just bandaged the wound and you're moving around like this. Doesn't it hurt?"

"It's okay, just a little bit..."

Serabelle told the truth.

"If it hurts, don't move. This will affect your recovery!"

Reiko Akiba frowned and said this firmly, then walked towards the door of the room and stopped again when she was about to leave the bedroom.

"It's almost noon, so you can have lunch here. It should be okay to eat with your left hand. As for clothes, put them on when you leave. You can just go out like this later. I turned on the heater outside when I just came back, so theoretically it's okay to go out now. Don't worry, even if you catch a cold, I'll buy you some cold medicine."

After saying this, he opened the door and walked out without looking back, leaving Serabelle alone in the room.

Well... Although he looked tough, he still insisted on keeping him for lunch, helped turn on the heating, and even provided him with cold medicine even if he had a cold.

What is this, saying the softest words in the hardest tone?

Tsundere, isn't it magical?

Thinking of this, Serabelle rolled up the shirt she had taken off earlier on the bed, put it casually on the bedside table, and got up and left the bedroom.

On the other side, in the living room, Reiko Akiba had already put on an apron and was tying the belt with her hands behind her back. When she saw Serabelle coming out without clothes, her expression relaxed a little, but she immediately looked away and nodded in the direction of the dining table.

"Take a seat for a while. I soaked all the ingredients before I left home this morning. Now all I have to do is stir-fry them and they'll be ready soon."

"Oh."

Serabelle walked over very naturally, sat down and started waiting for the meal to be served.

After a while, the sound of frying food came from the kitchen.

……

There is a saying that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. Normally speaking, even if they are not celebrities or big stars, many people with relatively wealthy families tend to hire a nanny or a special chef to cook.

After all, they really don't lack that little money.

However, Reiko Akiba's cooking skills were surprisingly and reasonably good. Although she didn't use any high-end ingredients or delicacies from land and sea, and the seasonings were also relatively light to protect the throat, the taste was generally quite good.

So the lunch time with the female singer passed like this, and after waiting politely for Reiko Akiba to wash the dishes, Serabel prepared to put on her clothes and leave.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you."

Reiko Akiba followed Serabelle into the bedroom almost immediately after she walked into the bedroom and picked up her clothes from the bedside. She called out to her and stepped forward to support her right arm.

"Don't use too much force on your arms. I'll help you. Go slower..."

The sweater, which normally takes only three seconds to put on, took Serabel a full half minute this time. By the time she had put her entire right hand into the sleeve, she felt inexplicably relieved.

It’s like when you don’t have money to take the cable car, so you have to climb up the ski slope for half a day and finally reach the starting point where you can lie down on the skis and start diving down the slope. It’s so refreshing.

Then he was stopped by Reiko Akiba.

"Be careful, and put it down slowly."

She lowered her hand little by little with such caution as if it was not an arm but the upper limb of a pharaoh's remains that had been buried in a pyramid for hundreds of years before being unearthed, until it hung at her side, and only then did Akiba Reiko let go of her hand with satisfaction.

"…Then I'll be leaving first. See you later."

Serabelle was a little impatient to leave. The feeling of being treated with care like a baby was so weird that it made him feel uncomfortable all over.

However, just as he left the bedroom, walked through the living room and arrived at the entrance, he was stopped again.

Houlixie, what's the matter this time...Do you want him to go back with bandages and penicillin ointment?

Just as Serabelle was thinking this, Reiko Akiba ran out of the room with a cell phone in her hand.

"Didn't you say before that you didn't have my phone number? Now that I'm here, give me your phone number."

Oh, it’s a mobile phone number.

"My mobile phone number is..."

Serabelle gave out the cell phone number fluently.

Reiko Akiba moved her fingertips up and down the screen intently, added the number to the phone book, and pressed the dial button.

Two seconds later, Serabelle's cell phone began to vibrate after receiving the call signal.

He was so meticulous that he even verified once more to make sure the phone number was indeed his.

"Okay, that's no problem."

Reiko Akiba hung up the phone, and a rare smile of satisfaction appeared at the corners of her lips.

"Then remember, come to my place to change the dressing at about this time tomorrow, understand?"

??? Do I need you to change the medicine?

Serabelle felt a little scalp numb: "This is not necessary, I can do this myself at home."

"No, you must come."

Reiko Akiba looked away and turned her face away slightly.

"You were injured because of me, and I must be responsible for it."

"..."

Chapter 382 My Future Wife Can't Be the Murderer

After leaving Reiko Akiba's house, Serabell went straight to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Since she had been there once before for the billion-dollar robbery case, and there had been no major changes in the Metropolitan Police Department building in the past six months, Serabell quickly found the Investigation Division where Inspector Megure was located in the Metropolitan Police Department building.

When he walked into the large office covering an area of ​​100 square meters, the whole department was filled with a busy atmosphere. Looking around, almost everyone in the search class was working hard at their desks. No one noticed that a boy about the age of a high school student quietly passed by them.

Inspector Megure was sitting behind the largest desk next to the window on the wall facing the office door, brows furrowed as he looked at the piles of reports on the desk. Next to him was a cup of steaming coffee that looked like it had just been brewed not long ago.

"Alas, another case like this that has absolutely no clue..."

Throwing the printed paper with Reiko Akiba's photo and various information on the table, Inspector Megure sighed helplessly and subconsciously picked up the coffee beside him and prepared to take a sip.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he saw a pair of slender young men's hands leaning on his desk in front of him, and judging from the sleeves, he was not wearing a suit.

槽？

Inspector Megure stopped drinking his coffee for a moment and looked up in surprise.

To be honest, no one in this department dares to prop up his desk like this, and he doesn’t wear a uniform at work... Who is Xiao Bizarre dares to be so arrogant?

So when he saw "Kobito Osamu" sitting in front of his desk, with his head tilted and concentrating on studying the information on the table, he almost spit out the coffee in his mouth.

“Ahem! Sera… Brother Sera, why are you here… Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!!”

"Oh, I just got here too."

Serabelle turned her gaze away from the table and explained calmly.

"I originally wanted to discuss something with you, Inspector Megure, but when I came over, I saw that you seemed busy, so I didn't say anything."

"Then you shouldn't... ahem, just show up without making any noise alright... ahem!"

He covered his mouth with a napkin and coughed for a long time before he recovered. Inspector Megure folded the napkin in half, wiped his mouth, and threw it into the trash can at his feet, saying nothing.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. The Metropolitan Police Department has been very busy these days, so if you have anything to say, just tell me directly, Brother Sera."

"This...I can't explain it clearly in just a few words."

Serabelle considered her words.

"It's about Fuwa Takumi and Akiba Reiko."

"Puhejiang, Akiba Reiko..."

Inspector Megure repeated the two key words, lowered his head and thought seriously for a moment, then suddenly reached out and gathered all the paper documents on the table together, tied them into a piece, held it upright in his hand, straightened it on the table, then stood up from behind the desk and said.

"That's great. There's something I want to hear your opinion on, brother Sera. Let's go to the small conference room."

"……coming."

Although not at the same time, it is the same place.

In a small conference room separated by soundproof glass in the large office of the Investigation Division 1, Serabelle and Inspector Megure sat down at the corner of the conference table.

Inspector Megure got straight to the point: "Let me ask you first, brother Sera, what happened before you came to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Yes……"

Serabelle briefly recounted last week's thermos incident and the truck incident, including the shooting in Forest Park this morning.

Inspector Megure listened carefully to every word and then asked again.

"So, how much do you know about the explosion at Domoto Music Academy two weeks ago, Brother Sera?"

"Not much, just what was said in the news."

Serabelle shook her head.

He had absolutely nothing to do with the Domoto Music Academy, so he cared almost nothing about the bombing.

"Is that so? Then I'll give you some general knowledge first."

Inspector Megure said as he pulled out four sheets of information from a stack on the table, spread them out one by one and pushed them in front of the boy, pointing at two of them with his index and middle fingers respectively.

"These are the two victims who died in the previous explosion at the Domoto Music College."

Serabelle looked at the names on the information. One was Liancheng Yueyan and the other was Mizuguchi Yosuke.

Inspector Megure then pointed to the third sheet, which had the information of a male deceased named "Shida Osamu".

"Then this Shida Osamu was killed in the explosion at home. According to the results of the on-site investigation, it was found that someone had spread a large amount of flammable gas in the home of the third victim and destroyed the gas alarm device."

After saying that, he continued to point to the last one.

"And the last one, Hisao Sone, his cause of death was not an explosion, but someone cut an opening in his flying suit with a knife. During the flight, the flying suit suddenly broke down and he fell into the sea and died."