Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

[So you went to help other girls seek justice last night? 】

"Well, you've already called me, so you can't ignore it."

[Oh, so where do we meet today? 】

"Let's go to the square." Xingsuke smiled, counted 30 seconds from the start of the call, said goodbye and hung up the phone at the same time, "Goodbye, Mr. Hiro."

The black-haired boy skillfully took out the daily card from the mobile phone and put in another card. The taken out daily card was pressed between the index finger and thumb, and it was crushed hard. Xingsuke immediately let go of his hand, and the finely divided powder came out from the gap. As it flowed down, Oda Yusuke waved his hand casually again, letting the powder dissipate with the wind.

Oda Yusuke stretched out his hand to press the baseball cap on his head, and the fine black hair protruding from the brim of the hat was obediently attached to his ears, and then he walked to the agreed place.

On the other side, Zong Guang put away his phone, adjusted his mask, walked out of his room at the enemy alliance base, and prepared to set off.

"Mr. Compression?" Black Mist asked.

"I'll go out for a while." Zi Guang stopped, maintained his hand before pushing the door, and replied with his head tilted.

"You please, feel free."

Watching the whole process of oppressing Guang go out, Zach leaned on the sofa with a dissatisfied expression on his face. He put the blacked-out mobile phone back into his pocket with his left hand, and twirled a sharp knife with his right hand, as if he could throw it away at any time. look out.

"So this guy can go out casually, but I can't take Rui out?"

When it came to the end, Zac picked up the ending, with a hint of danger.

"It's not something I can decide, Mr. Zack."

"Tsk."

The fast-flying knife passed through the black mist's face emitting black air.

"... Then I should be able to go to the SLG (Strategy Banner Game) that will start after a while, I'm bored to death."

Seeing that Ruiyi was still on their territory, Zach reluctantly endured it, grinned murderously, narrowed his Persian cat-like eyes slightly, and stared at the gloomy young man beside the stairs.

"Of course, the teacher asked you to come here to be my pawn." Sigang Muhang walked down from the stairs at some point, with nothing on his face, but his slightly long bangs still covered his expression .

"You should have more fun then, murderer."

Zach licked his lips impatiently, "Tsk, got it."

——I don’t know if that Dazai’s student will come in handy at that time.

——Suddenly send a text message to ask him to cooperate... He doesn't even know who that guy's student is, so it's a ghost to cooperate.

……

"Teacher Dabi, here you are!" Editor Takahashi waved to him.

Dabi nodded, and walked over against the surprised eyes of passers-by.

No wonder the expression of the man who saw Dabi, this man was wearing the hood that came with his coat, a white mask that only exposed his eyes, and his hands in his pockets, which was out of tune with the atmosphere of this coffee shop.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I came to Mihua Town on purpose," Editor Takahashi said shyly, "I have something I want to discuss with the teacher face to face."

"The politeness is fine," Dabi didn't take off his mask, and he didn't intend to order food, "I think we have a good relationship, so let's get down to business."

"Hello, what do you need?" The handsome brown-skinned guy who walked over from the counter asked with a smile.

"Pack a sandwich, thank you." Dabi raised his head, met those purple-gray eyes for three seconds, and then said.

"...a cup of Americano, thank you." Editor Takahashi continued.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The light blonde waiter left politely.

"The teacher also knows the characteristics of this place?" Editor Takahashi asked in surprise.

"...to get down to business." Tubi felt a little tired and impatient.

"Sorry, it's like this," editor Takahashi adjusted his expression, and said seriously: "You also know that the sales of "The Story of the Brave" are very good, even better than the editor-in-chief's expectation, so..."

"If it's a meeting, there's no need to talk about it, Takahashi, this was already agreed upon when signing the contract." Dabi interrupted him in a very rude manner.

"Are you really not thinking about it anymore?" Editor Takahashi said sincerely, "Your image is really handsome, and it will definitely increase your popularity."

"...It's a joint letter from readers, and there are some bad rumors. The editorial department is under a lot of pressure."

"What did you say?" Dabi sneered, "Plagiarism, fabrication? It's nothing but fiction."

"Calm down, it's just that this method is the fastest to solve."

"I'm very calm," Dabi said, "Then I'll pay more."

"No problem." Editor Takahashi heaved a sigh of relief. The feeling of being caught between the editorial department and the national cartoonists made him uncomfortable. "The editor-in-chief said that your income can be changed."

"Well, yes. You... why did you come to Mihua Town?" Dubi hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

"What are you talking about?" Editor Takahashi sighed, "My wife and I both graduated from Didan, and Fujimine-senpai from the drama department is our introducer, and now she invites us to come over to help, my wife first I've gone... It's not going to happen for a while, if you don't want to come, I will have to go."

"Thank you for your understanding, Teacher Dabi."

"Ah...it's okay." Dabi shook her head, and once again glanced at the light-blond waiter before.

"Your Americano, please take it easy." The long-haired waitress brought the coffee over with a smile, and Dabi clearly saw that "Enomoto Azusa" was written on her nameplate.

"Thank you." Takahashi nodded.

"Miss Enomoto," Dabi stopped her, "what's the name of that waiter over there?"

"Over there... Mr. Amuro, Toru Amuro, the special sandwich you ordered is his craft."

"Thank you." Dabi nodded.

"Mr. Dabi is interested in Mr. Amuro?" Takahashi smiled, his attitude was much more relaxed than before, "I heard that Mr. Amuro is still a detective, and he is the disciple of the Maori detective opposite."

"Well, aren't you going?" Dabi's tone was not a little turbulent.

"No, I have to sit down for a while. Senior sister Fujimine said that someone will come and tell me what I need to help. Is the teacher going to leave now?" Editor Takahashi was about to get up, "Shall I see you off?"

"No, high school is over, and it's not easy for you to occupy a seat."

Editor Takahashi looked around, and the increasing number of female high school students around him made him smile helplessly, and sat back again, "Indeed, goodbye, Teacher Nadavi."

"Goodbye."

Dabi got up, walked to the counter, turned his back to Toru Amuro, with a gentle smile, "Sir, what do you need?"

"Packed sandwiches."

"Wait a minute," Amuro smiled, then turned back, and put the prepared sandwich into the bag, "It won't taste good when it's cold, please remember to eat it while it's hot."

"...Mmm." Dabi responded, and reached out to take the bag.

Amuro lowered his eyes, glanced at the bandaged hand with only the fingers exposed, "Have you met me before, sir? You seem to be looking at me when you are free...Of course, it may be my illusion, right? ?”

"I have indeed seen it before," Dabi thought for a while, he didn't think there was any need to hide it, the other party didn't even know the situation in his house before, only knew that Hongdengya was that person's cousin, so he said: " Before the fire, I, who had not yet become like this, would go to find the person who was with you."

"You said that my eyes resemble his."

At that moment, Dabi could clearly see Toru Amuro's smile froze.

Dabi's mood also froze at that moment.

No, it should be said that a part of the Tontoya solidified.

"I... I'm sorry." Toru Amuro... No, Rei Furutani's voice became low.

In the crowded Café Poirot, the man's voice was still very clear, but Dabi preferred not to hear it so clearly.

"No, no," Dabi didn't think about the rare and beautiful childhood memories, the rare and beautiful getting along ended in this way, his voice became hoarse for some reason, "You are the one, be careful all the way."

On this difficult and dangerous road of thorns, those who cannot even be called by their real names, please be careful all the way.

"Mr. Amuro."

……

Dabi returned to Kyushu with a heavy heart, and he opened the door with the key.

—No one in there, Hawks hasn't come back yet.

Almost numbly, he took out the cold sandwich, one bite, one bite, another bite.

The bread slices were so soft that they were disgusting, the cucumber slices changed from crisp to sloppy, and the taste of the lettuce began to deteriorate.

Just like his mood at the moment.

"Davi," the brisk voice accompanied the movement of the key turning the lock, "I'm back!"

"Today, I managed to get through the door well... What's wrong?" The blond young man was pushed against the wall suddenly, and the door was also slammed shut by Dabi with one hand.

"What's the matter?" Hawks kissed Dabi's eyes helplessly and worriedly, and the other party rarely obeyed his movements and closed his eyes, leaning against him.This made Hawks worry about his lover even more.

Hawks reached out and stroked Dabi's neck, following the direction of the bones, from top to bottom, purely with a sense of comfort.

"Hawks."

"I'm here."

"Hawks, he's dead."

Dabi put his focus on Hawkes, clung to him, and murmured in a low voice: "Another one died in the past, I died, and he died too."

The past that belongs to them will be unknown.

"You are not dead, you are alive, whether it is Yingying or Dabi, they are still alive."

"You're still alive." The blond young man kissed the black-haired man, comforting in a low voice.

"...Hawkes, do you have any analysis on the attack on Class A before?"

"Why are you suddenly interested in this?" Hawkes chuckled, "The characterization of the mastermind has been analyzed, but the gangsters caught are useless, but they have no brains, and the researchers haven't come to a conclusion yet. But it was foreseeable that it would be a big problem."

"Then will you have something to do later?" Dabi leaned into Hawkes' ear, exhaling and making an invitation.

"No, but I haven't had dinner yet."

"I'll make it for you when I'm done." Dabi licked the side of his ear, his teeth gently grinding his earlobe, the meaning of invitation was beyond words.

"it is good."

"Waitme on the bed, sweetie."

"You've started to speak English too?" Hawkes rubbed against Dabi's body, lowered his head and lightly bit his Adam's apple a few times, "But I don't want to be on the bed, okay?"

"sofa?"

"No, how's the kitchen?"

"Forget it, don't I have to cook for you after finishing, let's go to the bathroom."

"also."

The author has something to say:

This one has basically the same background as the villain next door and the light path that hasn't been turned on yet, but with minor adjustments in personality, what happens will be different. (?ω<)★