[Net King] Drama Boy

Sorcery spell? "

"I hate it. He is a person who can't stand criticism. If you say something about him, he will scold you."

Bai Cun watched from the sidelines, and Tracy's attributes improved after returning from Africa.

Bai Cun folded his arms on the table and rested his chin on the arms, "Why do we have to fight, why can't we fight peacefully?"

Tracy's pupils opened, and she panted softly as she thought of where the car was going at an extremely fast speed.

In addition to anger and fear, there is another interpretation of pupil dilation-sexual stimulation.

Bai Cun sighed in admiration, this is really an M slut who is hard to find even with a lantern, and whose attributes have never changed.

"I asked you to find something that everyone is looking for." Bai Cun rummaged through a pile of documents on the desk, picking and choosing, "The heirs, the heirs of the pinnacle empire that now includes three-quarters of the world's underworld, you Are these people collected here to be funny?"

Bai Cun didn't frown or lift the table, after all, he didn't expect them to find any good people, there was nothing to get angry, it was tiring to act angry.

Ajiujin is in charge of combat power, and he basically doesn't understand other personnel management matters. The intelligence chief Tracy is the first responsibility.

Tracy lingered for a while, and stopped challenging Bai Cun's patience, "They're both ugly...they just can't find a suitable one..."

"So you gave me the profiles of models from different countries?" Bai Cun stopped giving Tracy a look, and said in a playful tone, "Besides, you returned to your country yesterday, right?"

"What?" Yajiujin's eyes gradually turned fierce.

Trish: "..."

Being spotted, Tracy went to Tokyo yesterday, went to a bar after the plane landed, and spent the night.

"I, I, I... I'm also wronged. I haven't seen the bar people for a few years and I have a new favorite, and I forgot about my little nightclub queen. That new favorite didn't even grow her hair..."

Bai Cun breathed lightly, closed his eyes and slowly lay back on the boss's chair, waving his fingers, Yajiujin knew that he could do whatever he wanted.

Violence is not easy to use, and Ya Jiujin has already obtained a set of methods to deal with Tracy under the guidance of Chaoshui Jiang Chenghuan.

Tracy's screams and screams did not disturb Baicun's sleepiness.

Bai Cun felt that there was really no rush to find an heir, so he would just do what he could and be the boss of the underworld for another two years.

Of course, there are also reasons for unexhausted interest.

It is better to say that there are only reasons for unfinished interest.

After the annual holiday is over, it will be another spring. Other flowers, plants and trees have sprouted. The message of cherry blossoms is spread all over the country full of cherry blossoms, and the roses have not yet sprouted.

Baicun settled in Atobe Buckingham Palace again.

On a whim, Baicun decided to try his hand at work and scientific research, pretending to be a good wife and loving mother, and gave him meticulous and loving care before he left with Mr. Atobe who planned to return to Europe.

There are servants for housework and so on, so Bai Cun cooks with an innovative and enterprising posture of scientific research.

Atobe came back from the company exhausted physically and mentally.Even though Atobe is the orthodox successor of the chaebol, airborne instead of starting from the grassroots will cause a lot of dissatisfaction. At this time, Atobe must use double or multiple performance and efforts to silence those who doubt it.

As soon as Atobe entered, Xiaojie rushed over with tears in his eyes and hugged his leg without letting go.

Atobu understood in seconds, handed the briefcase to the servant, pursed his lips and picked up the child, and the corners of his eyes moved unnaturally.

"... what is today"

"Garlic ice cream." Xiao mustard looked vulnerable, "Breakfast is chive box-flavored soy milk and preserved egg stinky tofu sandwiches."

Atobe was very unkind and thankful that he worked overtime at the company all night and missed breakfast.

The combination of Chinese and Western is not such a combination of horror...

"Xiaojie doesn't like the breakfast I made, how about I change it to tuna-flavored soy milk tomorrow?"

Shiramura, wearing a Popeye spinach apron, was holding an ice cream with an ominous smell, and appeared in front of Kakuta with a sad face.

Adobe Dead Fellow Bushi Pindao put Xiaojie down long ago, and turned his back, leaving only a stern and ruthless back.

"No...cough, no no no."

Hearing the movement behind him, Atobe curled his index finger and put his knuckles on his lips. If Shiraimura saw it, he would know that this was a cover-up gesture with something to say.

Xiaojie braced herself and reached out tremblingly to grab it.

The corners of Tracebu's lips could not help but curl up.

"Why doesn't Xiaojie always resist?"

Bai Cun took the garlic ice cream away and threw it away.

When will this kid learn to reject what he doesn't like?

Atobe, who saw through everything again and smiled without saying a word, rubbed the dazed Xiaojie's little head, the soft and natural curly hair was very nice to the touch, "If you don't want it, refuse it, your brother will never be angry with you. "

Xiaojie felt aggrieved.

"Forget it, it's my fault." Bai Cun came back after throwing away his things, took off his apron, and hugged Xiaojie, who was five years old physically and mentally to some extent, "Brother doesn't force Xiaojie to change, Xiaojie can do whatever he wants That's good, we can't suffer in Xiaojie anyway."

Everything will be arranged even if we are not there.

Xiaojie buried her face in Baicun's neck, nodded her head a few times invisibly, and through his short, soft black hair, she could see his red earlobes.

Atobu, who was slightly jealous, tapped the tear mole on the corner of his right eye with his fingertips, and suddenly heard the last sentence of "we" from Baicun's brother-in-law, and the look in his eyes at that moment, Atobe's tiredness and unhappiness from work Emotions were swept away, only tenderness remained.

He has always been in Baicun's planned future.It is this bit of delicate and gentle message that makes people addicted irresistibly.

Atobe couldn't help but suspect that whoever has the rank of Baicun to take over the harem will make everyone love him to the bone and live in peace.

...It's better to waste his talent.

The next day, Baicun clocked in for work, and brought his exclusive and secret love (black) heart (dark) cooking.

There are many more people in the building, but it is not as lively as the information area.

Trish was crying so hard.

"What's wrong with Sister Tracy?" the girl from the intelligence department asked.

Tracy blew her nose, "I went to a nightclub to find a place and got slept on..."

Ajiujin stood aside with slack eyes and indifferent face, arms folded, "You can sleep with men less, and pretend to be a chaste and strong woman."

Trish wiped away her tears, "Daughter! Daughter! Lost to her... fell asleep by her! Wow..."

Bai Cun: "Congratulations."

Trish: "..."

"What's her name? You still can't figure it out if you are powerful and powerful?" It's not too surprising that Yajiujin has traveled all over the years and has seen a lot.

"It's so shameless to overwhelm others with power, and you can't afford to play around! Her name is..." Tracy choked, "It's called Suzuki."

Akutsu: "I will definitely come to thank you another day."

Trish: "..."

Trish: "Wow wow wow..."

Bai Cun pinched his chin and thought for a while, leaving the love meal to the miserable Tracy, "This is the boss's love for you, eat it up."

"Boss, it's better for you to be kind to others." Tracy was grateful, "People think you look better with such cool silver hair."

Bai Cun smiled slightly, "Talk to me after you finish eating."

Tracy, who was obsessed with the beauty of the prosperous age, even forgot to cry, "Yeah, eat, eat."

……

Then Trixie went to the hospital for a stomach wash due to dehydration.

Ya Jiujin sent her documents, and squeezing employees while sick is exactly what every skinning boss should do. Not only that, but her workload has also increased.

Trish was so moved that she burst into tears.

Ya Jiujin frowned, otherwise he would have to intercede with this woman, the workload would indeed be a bit heavy.

Tracy: "I'm so touched, my boss is still taking care of her so much when she's sick, and all the work is due to my boss' love for her!"

Yakutsu: "..." No wonder.

No wonder she came back from a war-torn part of Africa alive.This woman has lived faithfully to this chapter and hasn't received her lunch yet.

Shortly after Shiramura gave up the dark cuisine, Akuta was going back to Europe with Mr. Atobe.

Xiaokui is more willing to be with Mr. Atobe now, and there is also his painting teacher in Europe.

The teacher is an international master of oil painting. In Xiaojie's mind, although his brother's painting is no worse than his teacher's, he can't teach others.

"Just leave like this?"

One day, Bai Cun took his underworld brother back to the house of Jibu after finishing his business, and there was no one there.

Atobe was not at home either.

At this time, Baicun was being suspended and "punished" by scientific research organizations for inexplicable crimes due to the ISIS issue. After a symbolic suspension of one or a half years, he would be able to return to his job strongly.

There is no available laboratory in Japan, and Bai Cun's academic theories cannot be practiced and can't be done, so he was idle for a while.

Speaking of the Isis incident, the smiling man was more calm than he thought...

I went to the studio to look around, and the painting tools were full, but there was only one finished product, which was placed in the small window as a treasure.

The young man in the painting has an excellent appearance, surrounded by blood-colored thorns and roses, and submits to him.

In fact, Baicun was not satisfied with this painting, and the painting was not very good. Since the person on it was Atobe, it was not burned.

If I didn't come here, if I didn't come to this time and space, what would I become?

Will the ending be the same?

Sudden headache, Bai Cun stretched out his hand to support the wall, it was really painful if he could feel the pain, suddenly it was dark in front of his eyes, and he couldn't stand steadily, Bai Cun tried to squat down slowly.

There is no smell of paint and oak in the nose, all sounds are moving away, and even the sense of touch has been lost. Baicun has a sense of weightlessness in the void.

Being hugged in his arms, Bai Cun seemed to fall from the air to the ground, to a place where he could feel at ease.

Atobe's anxious and flustered voice seemed to come from the sky, getting closer and closer, until it was in my ear, and the feeling returned.

"Why am I in the studio?"

Baicun has a special constitution, and Atobe doesn't know whether to call a doctor, but Baicun asks such vague words as soon as he wakes up.

"You will be in the studio when I come back." Atobe knew that Bai Cun was not acting or joking, so his voice was serious.

"The memory is broken..."

For no reason, Bai Cun only remembered that he had finished trading in a certain club, and the next second was everything about this studio.

"Isis question?" Atobe asked.

Bai Cun shook his head, and lay quietly in Atobe's arms, "I didn't expect Xiaojie to leave, I was so sad that I lost my memory."

"..."

"Will I be in a car accident and the cancer will not be cured?"

"...Hey!" Do you dare to be serious.

Atobe's heart almost stopped beating when he saw his eyes out of focus and half kneeling on the ground like a puppet.

"I was wrong." Bai Cun now admits his mistake very smoothly.

Atobe was worried, and frowned, "Miss Mie Nami has something to ask for you but can't contact you, so please tell me."

"Miss Nami..." Bai Cun lowered his eyes in thought.

"I don't know what she wants from you."

"Which one is coming?"

"..."

Atobe let go and he left.

"Ouch..." Bai Cun cried out in pain.

Atobe turned around and picked up Baicun again, turning his head away from the complacent and teasing smiling face of the kid in his arms.

Bai Cun stared at him, Atobe's eyes were slightly red due to exhaustion, and there were some bloodshot eyes, but he was still in good condition.

"Jingwu, you have worked hard."

"Those guys who are not gorgeous are nothing." Your condolences are enough.

Bai Cun narrowed his eyes, "Is there any goblin in the company to seduce you?"

Not only that, even if Atobe always declared that there was someone in the family, they would continue to follow death as if they were at home. Of course, only a few of the chaebols like the Atobe clan had no winks and contacted Atobe.

"It's all taken care of."

The dismissal was the lightest, and the company privately rumored that the new president was frigid.

Atobe raised his eyebrows with a smile, it was rare for him to ask this.

"Ah... so when can I step down as a lover..."

"Don't even think about it." The tone was calm but affirmative, and Atobe was not frightened by him.

Baicun was hit on the head again, not only did not hurt, but also felt warm and comfortable.

Of course he was joking, how could he be willing.

After Atobu left the studio, Bai Cun turned around and looked carefully at every corner of the small window of the studio, and finally, his eyes of inspection were fixed on the glass of the small window.

There is a clear fingerprint on the clear glass facing the boy's eyebrows and eyes in the painting, the ordinary traces of human oils and fats left on glass products.

Baicun didn't remember the part of returning to the house behind the trace department, so he couldn't compare his behavior before and after to infer.

Bai Cun raised his hands, his eyes flicked between his ten fingers, but the lines were the same, it was the index finger print of Bai Cun's non-dominant left hand.

It is not unreasonable to say that he touched the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting through the small window.

But no, the weather is not hot, and Baicun is not prone to sweating, so the fingerprints are not so clear; and the integrity of the fingerprints can be used to record the personal information fingerprints of the police station; if you touch the person in the picture unconsciously Don't you use your dominant hand? It's awkward to use the other hand.

This fingerprint is too deliberate.

It has to be mentioned that the only person in the world with Baicun's fingerprints is Baicun himself.From the point of view, it is the action of imprinting fingerprints subjectively, so——

At a certain moment after Bai Cun stepped into the studio, he left his own fingerprints and waited for himself to find out.

It's a pity that there are no monitors in the studio.

Things are getting interesting...

☆、Chapter five and two

In recent years, Arai, who had a stomach ache and didn't want to find another home, chose an auspicious day to take Director Sato to find Shiraura, because he couldn't wait to find something to do, and he felt that Shiraura would be interested in this script.

So just as Bai Cun was about to go to Miss Sanzhong's gallery, he was blocked into the house.

"No."

Bai Cun threw down the finished script.

"Why?!" Arai blew up before director Sato, "The script is written by a big hand in the industry with a good conscience. The protagonist is 204, which you have acted in, and the director is the top Japanese director of your famous work. Why don't you accept it!"

"I didn't say there was a problem with the screenwriter, director, and story." Bai Cun watched the angry Arai and Sato who was distracted, and sank into the sofa lazily, "I just don't have time to play, so I won't go."

Arai almost looked up to the sky and screamed, "You..."

"Where's that crazy woman Chitanda?"

The question was so abrupt that Sato knew it was wrong, so he said unintentionally, "Although she has been playing and disappearing for many years, it has been several years. Where did she die?"

Arai put out all the fires, closed his mouth, and his face was ugly.

Bai Cun asked with a smile, "Aren't you the happiest when she doesn't come back?"

Now he still comes to Shiramura with a story that Chitanda wants to shoot, which is a bit provocative to Chitanda.

It seemed that Sato wanted to meet Chitanda very much.

Sato scratched his neck, "I want to find some setbacks to train myself when I live too carelessly."

This reason just slips away.

Bai Cun suppressed his smile, his eyes were dark, "Chitanda Setsuko is dead."

Sato replied without a trace of hesitation, "Don't make such a joke, just say it if you don't want to."

One or two, I lied to myself.

Self-deception is addictive.

"Well, to be honest, she was hiding in Italy last year, but I don't know this year."

Baicun replied like this.

After Arai was surprised, he was only silent.

Sending away the two people who forced him to return to the show business circle to pursue his dreams, Bai Cun didn't bother to go to the gallery anymore.

I went from being lazy in summer to autumn, but fortunately Miss Sanzhong didn't rush or rush.

Baicun saw that Miss Mie was at the turn of autumn and winter. His current body really doesn't know the cold or heat, but he also wore seasonal clothes, black coat and black trousers, and the slender body was covered with bulky clothes, and his hair was uncombed. If you let Arai meet, you will be complained about not paying attention to the image.

Ms. Mie complained instead of Arai: "How can you say that you are also a well-known actor who has been famous all over the world for a long time. Why don't you make people who look forward to your appearance proud like this?"

The European-style decoration of the gallery is not as gorgeous as Mr. Atobe's mansion, but it is not far behind. Miss Mie has an elegant red dress, indigo nails on her neck, some fine lines around her eyes, and her skin is still good.

I haven't been with Bai Cun for long, and the contact has been broken for a few years. Miss Sanzhong still looks at Bai Cun kindly like a real sister, and her words are not less friendly.

"But no matter how unkempt she is, she is still a beautiful woman. She has grown up..."

The people of Bai Village are not in the Jianghu, but his legend is still circulating in the Jianghu.After all, for daring to diss a famous director at the awards ceremony of the International Film Festival, coupled with his demented behavior, he can be said to be famous far and wide.In addition, this guy's crushing appearance can make all the dogs still miss him even after he goes to college.

The child who was known as the most beautiful boy in the world back then has not been forgotten to this day—the anti-gay people always took out the movie he made that had nothing to do with homosexuality and criticized him, ruining the life of that beautiful child.

Baicun, with a strong background, is fearless, "Natural beauty is hard to give up on."

Bai Cun sat on the chair backwards, lying on the back of the armchair, with his head resting in his arms. His silver-white hair was like a spring like a waterfall, and his complexion was not as white as Asians. When he was quiet, he seemed to exude a fairy air.

The hair turned gray. Shiramura once expected that the side effect of Isis would be hair loss?Then he must be able to learn from others that he can become a monk on the spot.Become a limited number of cherished bald protagonists, it's fun to think about it, and one day you are in a bad mood to shave your bald head.

Miss Sanchong's smile is still terrible, but Miss Sanchong is quite fond of laughing, "It's very simple to find you. Your painting said that you would never buy it, but "Jealousy" was targeted by a buyer I couldn't afford. If you don’t know your background, you must buy it, and you won’t come after harassing me for several months.”

Bai Cun said "Oh", and explained sincerely, "I was not feeling well in the past few months, and it never got better. No, I will come to see you as soon as I am safe."

Miss Mie: "... What's the strange tone? Speak well."

Bai Cun grinned, "I'm sick, so I can't come. When I'm cured, I'm coming."

"By the way, Nuo, this is the buyer." Miss Sanzhong gave Bai Cun a look before answering the phone that had been on hold for a long time.

Bai Cun didn't sit very well, and waited honestly. After a while of courteous dealings with the other party, Miss Sanzhong said, "He still doesn't want to give up that painting, and wants to talk to you in person."

Bai Cun pouted in dissatisfaction, he is super busy as a mafia boss, why wait for that kid.

Stretching to get up leisurely, his bright white hair hangs down to his waist, his eyelashes are slightly closed, he looks completely bored, he is about to go home to sleep, who keeps him so busy (busy to sleep).

Miss Michong didn't say a word, and followed Baicun gently. She only asked him to come here because she missed the child a little.

The buyer actually brought Flash to the stage, it seems that he really cherishes the opportunity to appear in this chapter... Well, the normal explanation is that the seller brought Xiaomi to this place for a date and dropped by, otherwise he would just send an assistant .

Bai Cun wanted to pretend to be a stranger and slip away, since no one knew he was the mysterious painter anyway.

If the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes, people will have misfortunes and blessings overnight.

The buyer happened to be Suzuki Osamu, the married scum whose wife is the goddess Ryoko, and the little honey brought by him was Mu Luoying.

With his tan90 (non-existent) level ten certificate in psychology, Baicun assures that they will applaud for love more than once.

A scumbag friend he admitted, and a Langyuan fairy Bai Yuwuxia (playing), a woman who is so annoying that he will never want to see him in his next life.

What a bummer this is.

So here comes the question, may I ask, how did the Suzuki man, who is a bitch and looks like a dog, hook up with the "noble and kind" Mu Damu?

□□Dog matching not only lasts forever, but also has its own radar to find people and match?The technology of a Japanese and a Chinese cross-sea radar can only be said: fate, wonderful.World Radar needs you.

What he said was too vicious, and Bai Cun would not tell his adulterer face-to-face with such vicious words, so he dialed the number that he accidentally remembered when he saw Miss Sane's call interface.

Suzuki was less than ten meters behind Baicun, Mu Luoying held his arm in an elegant and sweet way, Suzuki smiled at her, and connected the phone, "Hello, who is there?"

"I'm the painter of that 'Jealousy'."

Suzuki was about to turn around when he heard the voice behind him and in the microphone, but the cold and calm voice stopped him.

"Sorry, please don't come and have an interview with me, I'm allergic to scum recently."

The witty Miss Sanzhong quietly left this place of right and wrong.

Hearing that nightmarish voice again, the Wooden Virgin could only pinch Suzuki's sleeve and tremble, hoping that her adulterer would vent her anger.

However, Suzuki was still on the phone, so he still had the demeanor of being a master, "I don't know if you misunderstood something, sir. We just want to buy your paintings."

"Should I be honored to see my paintings with the appreciation ability of people like you?"

Suzuki became angry, "Please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

"I really hope that Mr. Suzuki lost his eyes in the two holes under his eyebrows by cheating on his legs, but let Xiaosheng's paintings go." Bai Cun almost cursed, and strode downstairs after adding the last sentence, "See you later, on my behalf." My greetings to Miss Ryoko."

Not only found out that he cheated but also knew his wife, Suzuki was shocked by the amount of information revealed in his words.

The address in the last sentence is not a title for a married woman, which means that the other party does not agree with their marriage. Could it be that she is Ryoko's admirer?

Suzuki, who was covered in cold sweat, quickly came back to his senses. There was a busy tone on the phone, and the person had disappeared.

Mu Luoying knew who he was but didn't say anything, in case... no, he would definitely reveal her true face in front of Suzuki, and Suzuki couldn't let him find him.

Suzuki didn't think he could find someone at first, so he gave up without standing after listening to Zhenai's persuasion.

True love, Cupid used to string chicken hearts at food stalls, or Yuelao used to knit red sweaters on the hot kang, so they love one person and another person at every turn.

However, it is worth learning from the hog teammate's way of dragging teammates like Wooden Virgin.

Suzuki is going to hang out with Baicun again, and Sister Liangzi and Mu Shengmu are guaranteed to be both widowed.

Baicun really didn't go very far. The galleries on the upper and lower four and five floors had nine twists and eighteen bends. If you walked hard, you might be lost. If Suzuki didn't chase after him to give away his head, he wouldn't be able to touch Baicun.

Ms. Mie slipped away, but she has a special sense of morality, and has put Suzuki and Mu Shengma on the blacklist of refusing to associate with each other.

When Bai Cun found Miss Sanzhong, he was surprised to find that the person Miss Sanzhong was talking to looked familiar.

The other party recognized Bai Cun first, and greeted Bai Cun with a friendly smile.

In front of him is a handsome man with blue-purple hair and a background plate with a slight smile that makes lilies bloom. His tone makes people feel like spring breeze in this clear autumn, "Mr. Baicun, you are not dead yet."

Bai Cun dug out from the depths of his memory stack his student days five years ago. In fact, he dropped out of school early at that time... This is not the point. The blooming lilies are turning black.

"It seems that I didn't impress Shiramura-kun deeply. I'm really ashamed."

Bai Cun pondered, deliberated, brewed, bit his lip, "Xing Cun-kun, I came here to see you specially to ask you something."

Miss Sanchong exclaimed in admiration, "It's no loss to be an international actor."

Yukimura, who was almost tricked, said, "Hehe."

"I'm serious."

Yukimura's good upbringing didn't give Shiramura a roll of his eyes, and Mie-san still smiled terribly.

"Hmm... It's true that I need Yukimura's help."

Even more hateful.

Sure enough, distance creates beauty. After seeing Baicun, Miss Mie began to dislike him. She couldn't help wondering how the Ministry of Miracles had tolerated him for so many years. The world's ninja masters can come and feel the greatness of Keigo Atobe.

Bai Cun brazenly gave up struggling, "Why don't you just forget about it, I was wrong, I will dare to (steal someone, shameless) next time."

Mie-san went away in a hurry and stopped talking to Bai Cun, leaving Yukimura to look at him with a smile, murderous look in his beautiful eyes.

"What about Baicun-kun's illness, isn't he dying soon?"

Murderous aura is murderous aura, it is still very pure and threatening murderous aura.

Similar: Huh, big villain, if you lie to me, you will die.

Well, it's an exaggeration, but it's very vivid and vivid.

Yukimura's attitude and body are natural, his facial muscles are relaxed, and his eyes are calm to watch the oil painting on the wall by Yukimura Seichi.

"It's already dead." Bai Cun's tone was very light.

That's what it means, Yukimura laughed, with a sincere smile, and nodded in relief.

When he first saw Baicun's white hair, he was a little worried. Yukimura had experienced such a life-and-death disease, and he hoped that Baicun would survive.

"Yukimura-kun has become a painter."

Shiraura stopped probing, and chatted with Yukimura relaxedly.

Yukimura didn't lie, he didn't know anything about Shiramura and Isis, and he didn't look like the Laughing Man.

"Well, painting is an amateur, and I became a professional tennis player." Yukimura turned his eyes to Shiraura, "You said you want me to help you, why?"

Baicun likes BB's who only do things and don't do much.

"Does Yukimura-kun have a videotape of the Hyotei school festival?"

The history of women's clothing in Baicun is black.

Yukimura recalled it for a long time, "Yes, it's a pity that I forgot to sell it to reporters for money."

Bai Cun doesn't think it's black history, his women's clothing was amazing at the time, right?Once became the dream lover of boys in various colleges and universities. Later, due to the good secrecy work, Baicun never appeared again, and the princess had a near-death ending, so...became the goddess of campus strange stories and ghost stories.

But it is indeed a hot spot, Bai Cun said empathetically, "Turn around, Yukimura-kun will make copies of the videotapes and sell them, you will get rich just around the corner, just keep a copy for me."

Yukimura was amused.It's very interesting to be with Baicun, I'm going to envy Atobe.

"Just send it to Atobe." Yukimura teased deliberately.

"Yes." Bai Cun was naturally incomparable.

Wanting to see him "you are good or bad, don't say that about others~" is impossible.

If it weren't for Atobe's knowledge of the videotape of the Study Abroad Festival, Shiramura wouldn't have to ask Yukimura for it.

Speaking of which, today's gallery is really a treasured place of geomantic omen, and it is an auspicious day for Qiu's family to visit and old friends to visit.

Look at who Baicun met again.

The first younger brother in his career, otherwise Baicun would not be able to remember his name—Obaka Yu.

The first time I came to this gallery, I refreshed four or five old people on a fixed-point basis. It would not be surprising to meet Ruan Nanqing next time, and I would have to make a detour in the future.

"Old, boss!"

Baicun responded and looked at Otosaka.

Otosaka and Shiramura are 19 years old at the same age, shorter than Shiramura, normal Japanese male height, thin figure, well-dressed, no longer the pot head of his school days, short amber hair with the same color as the eyes is refreshing and neat, look at the young pair But the eyes can find his amazing growth, he is calm and deep, and he is a completely reliable man.

"Boss, it's great that you're back to health."

Otosaka smiled, although his cheeks were thin and sunken, but there were dimples on both sides, and a small crooked canine tooth on the left, and his smile was cute.

Shiraura introduced Yukimura and Otosaka to each other, "This, Yukimura Seichi, is a femme fatale who is not easy to mess with. Otosaka's rank is too low. I don't recommend you to have a close relationship with him."

Yukimura: "..."

"This Yibanyu, my former younger brother, has changed so much that it's hard to tell when I saw him today, but now he may have become a beast in clothes."

Otosaka: "..."

Just two sentences of introduction offended everyone, so I asked who else is capable of attracting hatred?Who else! ?

"Brother Otosaka looks like a person I met some time ago. I was almost killed by that person." Shiraura said casually, "I also have to thank him. Without that blow, I might die instead."

Yukimura frowned, "You are still doing those dangerous jobs."

"Fortunately, in a semi-retired state." Baicun smiled and looked at Osaka, who was not very talkative, "Is Otosaka younger brother interested in hanging out with me now?"

"I'm still in school as usual, so I don't really understand what the boss said, but when I graduate from university and can help you, I will definitely go to work with you."

Otosaka touched his neck shyly, his amber pupils were still calm, dimples looming.

The trial is over.

Shiraura grabbed Otosaka by the neck, and Otosaka almost left his feet off the ground.

Under Yukimura's astonished eyes, Bai Cun, who was clear and determined, said gently, "You have finally come to see me, will you answer my question?"

"what……?"

Otosaka panicked, making a broken sound from his throat.

This is the preparatory area for non-exhibition. It is not impossible for guests to come, but it is not the peak season, no one comes, and this corridor is empty.

The muscles of his face and body tensed up, he was nervous and astonished, confused and frightened, and even more deeply afraid of death.

still acting.

Bai Cun sighed, "I refuse to answer..."

Choking the neck to make people answer what.

"What... what, why, why... save..."

Otosaka struggled weakly, was on the verge of fainting due to lack of oxygen, and would die in a dozen seconds.

Baicun was so cold that he was shocked, and the hand holding Otosaka's life did not tremble at all.

Yukimura who calmed down remained silent, Baicun is not an indiscriminate murderous person, there must be a reason, and Yukimura has no way to intervene.

Without warning, Bai Cun loosened his hands.

"Ahem...haha..."

Otosaka coughed earth-shatteringly while clutching his neck.

Bai Cun smiled, the smile had no special meaning, it was pure and cute, "I got the wrong person."

Otosaka's throat was sore, and he lay on the ground unable to speak a word.

If you really want to admit the wrong person, you will apologize, Bai Cunye.

Shiraura said goodbye to Yukimura, "Let's go first, goodbye."

Walking to the side of Otosaka who was still panting violently on the ground, he said softly, "Goodbye."

He couldn't hear Shiraura's footsteps, Otosaka saw Shiraura walking away from the corner of his eyes through the hair, and Yukimura also left.

Otosaka let out a long breath, and lay down on the cold floor, with the snow-white ceiling and blurred paintings on the curved walls in sight.

Using muscle relaxants to relax the body, controlling the amount of drugs to restore physical strength in order to match the state of the body with the lie, various dialogues and body movements have been rehearsed for several months.

Failed and found out again.

He didn't know why he spared his life.

But it survived almost as expected.

This trip must come, and it has been very rewarding.

☆、Chapter five and three

Kashii watched Otosaka, who had a glaring strangle mark on his neck, come out of the gallery with sloppy footsteps and extremely weak kidneys, and more than once couldn't understand why he tortured himself so much.

Otosaka opened the car door and Xiangshii handed over the thermos. The warm black tea in the cold weather is definitely soothing.

"What exactly did you want?" Kashii asked in awkward Chinese-Japanese, "Near-death experience luxury gift package?"

Osaka shook his head.

"If you don't have acting skills, you can still play a role that doesn't look like you at all. Let's forget it, maybe..." I don't know how to express it in Japanese.Kashii was used to his deaf-mute silence, "You don't know how much I saw you on the day of the operation..."

Xiangshii, who was at a loss for words again, sighed. In Chinese, it is unfamiliar, afraid, unbelieving, distressed, and doubts who it is.

Is it really the gentle, kind, lonely and fragile boy in her impression?

A pair of quiet and indifferent amber pupils were reflected on the light red tea soup. Otosaka held the black tea thermos with both hands, but shook his head again.

If you don't give up, you don't want to kill him, you have to kill him, and if you don't kill him, you will also abolish him.

"You insist. We're with you." Kashii didn't think he would give up and give up his tongue.

A snowflake drifted in through the open car window, and just fell into the eyes of the reflection of the tea soup, melting the coldness and warmth into the hot tea without ripples.

The first snow fell early in late autumn.

Another winter in Tokyo.

After exchanging identities with the villain boss, neither party changed, maintaining a strange calm.

Shiraura investigated Otosaka, but did not find much information.

Otosaka is currently studying political science at the university with the highest threshold in China, and he is also studying law. It seems that he may want to develop in the direction of a politician. His life trajectory over the years can be said to be unremarkable. It is worth mentioning that he suddenly met his childhood sweetheart in high school My sister next door broke up.Follow Otosaka to check his little friends, the information of his four little friends from all over the world is very clear, and they have nothing to do with the Silver Camel Project or the underworld.

Things are a little more complicated and unusual now.

There is no hatred of killing the family and taking away his wife, and he is entangled by Otosaka to assassinate Baicun for no reason, and Otosaka's target has no reason.

All of a sudden, a deep blood feud is formed, is it possible...

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Atobe walked into the bedroom, and accurately found Shiraura crouching on the carpet in front of the bed in the dark.

In the middle of the night, the room was pitch black, the curtains were tightly closed, and the huge TV screen was flickering with snowflakes, making a screeching sound.

Bai Cun sat in front of the flickering TV, watching the TV full of snowflakes intently.Atobe felt depressed after returning from overtime.

Atobe was really afraid that he was waiting for Ms. Sadako to visit.

After coming out of the bathroom and changing into pajamas, Atobe found that Shiraura was still watching weird TV.

"Xiao Ye is still worrying about Osaka Yu?"

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