Hong Kong black flower

Nakahara Nakahara was so frightened that cold sweat ran down his back, and he couldn't help but glared at Hagizawa Joe who suddenly made a sound.

However, when he saw the black cloth on Ryo Hagizawa's face, he realized that this guy should not be able to see it...

But being blindfolded with a black cloth doesn't mean Hagizawa Joe doesn't know what he's thinking.

"If I can't see it, I can guess."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Can you guess which wire can be cut and which wire can't be cut without seeing the bomb's wire? ? ?Hey little bastard!

Busy with checking and dismantling bombs before, Hagizawa Joe fell into a coma again, and Nakahara couldn't even bother to remove the black cloth from his eyes.Now there are 3 minutes left in the countdown on the bomb, so he simply took off the black cloth and let Hagizawa Joe see the light again.

Hagizawa narrowed his eyes for a while being stimulated by the strong light, and slowly opened them after adapting.

Central Plains is still studying the route of the bomb.

Although what Hagizawa said just now was likely to be a random guess, he still checked it carefully out of caution.

Another minute passed, and Zhong Yuanzhong still felt that the red line should be cut.

But Hagizawa Joe who opened his eyes still said, "Cut the red thread and it will explode."

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked suspiciously: "Are you really kidding?"

Hagizawa Joe: "Why should I lie to you?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also took back the knife and asked him, "Then which one do you want to cut?"

Hagizawa stared at him intently for a while.

Zhongyuanzhong was also looked at as a little hairy, and there was a bad feeling in my heart.Sure enough, Hagizawa Joe said slowly in the next second: "I don't want to tell you what to do? I think it's good for us to die together now, and we don't have to worry about anyone or anything to disturb us anymore."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He had no choice but to cover his forehead, then stretched out his hand and patted Joe Hagizawa on the forehead, "Don't make trouble."

Ugh.

Hagizawa sighed inwardly.

I also failed to show love today.

If Nakahara knew what was going on in this guy's head, he would definitely beat him up and kick him back to his original bedroom, and resolutely sleep in a separate room for a week.

Hagizawa was so dispirited that he couldn't cheer up at all, and he was ashamed to claim that it was the aftereffect of hypnotic drugs.

The blue veins on the forehead of Zhongyuan Zhongye jumped twice, took a deep breath, and convinced himself that now is the critical moment, and he will clean up this guy after the matter is over.So I calmed down and asked him again: "Which thread should I cut?"

Hagizawa Joe glanced at the bomb with more than one minute left in the countdown, and said calmly, "Whichever one you cut is the same."

Nakahara Chuya's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling.

"I also have a bomb on my back, just under my clothes. If I'm not mistaken, it should be remotely controlled."

Another one? !

Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened slightly, and he gently opened Hagizawajo's shirt. Sure enough, a small bomb fixed with adhesive tape was found under his shoulder blade.

"how……"

Nakahara Chuya's expression was stunned.

After opening the cabin, Chuya Nakahara's eyes were first attracted by Joe Hagizawa who was lying on the ground sideways, looking at his life and death.After confirming that he was safe, he was tied around his waist again with less than 5 minutes left. The bomb diverted his attention, and he didn't even bother to check other things. Naturally, he didn't expect that the people in the combination were still on his back A remote control bomb was wrapped around him, and it was hidden under his clothes...

But now, Zhongya Nakahara discovered that the shirt Hagisawa was wearing was wider than the one he usually wears. In addition to the small cabin, Hagisawa was lying on his side. His back and the corner of the cabin formed a blind angle of sight, so He failed to notice the abnormality behind him.

"Cutting off the red wire can indeed stop the timing bomb, but once the signal of the bomb disappears, the other party can press the remote control to make the bomb on my back explode."

Speaking of this, Hagizawa suddenly laughed, "Anyway, they are all explosions, so why don't you choose one?"

Central Plains was also silent.

Strong air flowed in from the wide-open hatch, blowing their hair messy.

The noise of the aircraft engine was very loud. They were talking louder than usual before. Even so, some places were still unclear. Fortunately, they could see each other's mouth shapes clearly, and there was no mistake in understanding.

Hagizawa glanced at the Hong Kong Black Building that was getting closer and closer, and reminded Nakahara Chuya: "If you don't detonate it, you will hit it."

Nakahara Chuya quickly took off the bracelet on his wrist and put it on for Hagizawa Joe.

"If I don't want it to work, it's no different from a normal bracelet," Joe Hagizawa said.

Zhong Yuan stopped the movement of his hands, and said in a muffled voice, "I know."

"You can escape." Hagizawa looked down at Chuya Nakahara, who was pinching his lips and fastening the bracelet meticulously, and suddenly mentioned another thing: "Do you still remember the wish I gave you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded with a cold face, "I remember."

Hagizawa asked bewitchingly, "Do you want to make a wish to me? For example, you don't want to die with me or something..."

The bracelet is on, timed. The countdown on the bomb only has 30 seconds left.

"Yes, of course I have a wish." Nakahara Chuya crushed the handcuffs on Hagizawa Joe's hand, then put away the knife, ignoring any bombs.

Hagizawa Joe: "Tell me, what is your wish?"

Nakahara Chuya helped Hagizawa up and sat down expressionlessly, pinched his face and said, "When you go back, give me a good beating!"

Hagizawa stretched out his arms and hugged him, trembling with laughter.

"Okay." He closed his eyes and rubbed Nakahara Chuya's cheek, and said in a tone that almost sighed: "Then Zhongye should be lighter."

"boom--"

The fourth aircraft exploded when it was more than ten meters away from the Ganghei Building, and the shattered parts were ejected onto the glass window, leaving behind white traces of varying degrees of depth or lightness.

In the thick black smoke, a faint golden glow disappeared in an instant, Nakahara Chuya came out carrying Hagizawajoo as if he was carrying rice, holding a piece of the hatch that was hastily torn off the aircraft just now.

He added supernatural powers to the fragments and kicked them, and the fragments hit the last aircraft firmly and hard.

"boom--"

The last hidden danger is also solved.

"Nice shot!"

Hagizawa let out a whistle.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, without saying a word, he carried the man into his office.

As soon as he returned to the office, he threw Hagizawa on the sofa, then took off the windbreaker that was put on him just now, and put it on his shoulders.

The bomb was tied directly to Joe Hagisawa. Although he protected his body with the power of kingship, the clothes on his body were not so lucky.His shirt was tattered due to the explosion, and now there are only a few pieces of cloth hanging on his body, so Zhongyuan put his windbreaker on him to block him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also needs to go to the chief's office first.But before that, he looked down at Joe Hagisawa, and pointed his finger at him as if warning him, "Hurry up and change your clothes to meet the leader, be honest, do you hear me!"

Hagizawa asked to grab his hand, but it was empty, and he didn't even touch his glove.

"Aren't you waiting for me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a "hum", turned his head and left, obviously still angry.

Hagizawa got up and rested his chin on the back of the sofa, looked at his receding back, and shouted loudly: "Aren't you going to beat me?"

It was too late to say it, but the pillow on the sofa jumped up, and hit Hagizawa Joe with his head.

"oops!"

The veins on Nakahara Chuya's forehead twitched, and he gave Hagizawa Joe a fierce look, "Are you in a hurry to get a beating? Brat, you wait for me! I'll deal with you when I get home!"

Hagizawa held the non-stop pillow in his arms and waved at him, "Okay, let's go to bed!"

"Whoosh!"

This time it was the ashtray on the coffee table that flew towards him.

Fortunately, Hagizawa had been prepared, and raised a chubby pillow to cover his face, blocking the ashtray.Even so, he was hit so hard that he almost knocked his teeth.

With a loud bang, the office door was shut.

Hagizawa smacked his lips, put the ashtray and pillow back to their original places, walked into Nakahara Chuya's lounge, and went to change clothes.

Joe Hagizawa would never stay overnight in the Hong Kong Black Building. His own office is only divided into a reception area and an office area. There is no separate lounge, and naturally there will be no change of clothes for him, so he can only temporarily wear Nakahara Chuya. of.

Skipping through a lot of shirts, Hagizawa finally found a loose and clean black T-shirt in the closet, and changed the rotten cloth strips on his body.

He had just changed his clothes when there was a knock on the door of the office.

"Mr. Hagizawa?"

It was Masahiro Miura.

Joe Hagizawa almost guessed his purpose, and without delay, he opened the door and reached out to him.

Miura Masahiro's words were stuck in his throat, and he silently handed Hagizawa Joe's cell phone to him.

Hagizawa closed the office door, walked towards the elevator with his long legs, and asked Miura Masahiro questions while checking his email.

Masahiro Miura quickly followed and reported the current situation to his boss.

Changing from the laziness of the rogue in front of Nakahara Nakaya before, Hagizawa made work like a spinning top, one thing after another, as if it would never stop.

The signal in the elevator wasn't that good, so he used it to edit his emails and save all calls until he got out of the elevator.

After talking with the last agent on the phone, Joe Hagizawa had been at the end of the corridor on the top floor for almost an hour.

Miura Masahiro had already left at some point, and Nakahara Nakaya was leaning against the wall not far away and looking at him with red wine in one hand and a goblet in the other.

Hagizawa put the phone away, and walked over in two steps in three steps, "Is the matter with the white whale over?"

Nakahara Chuya raised his eyebrows, "Have you also eaten up the property of the group?" Just now, he had a chat with Mori Ogai, and he finally figured out what Hagizawa Joe said before, "Accept North American..." Meaning.

Joe Hagizawa said modestly: "I ate a lot, and I would probably suffer from indigestion if I ate all of it, so it's almost the same."

"That guy has a lot of assets, right? Even if he only eats seven or eight cents, it's not a small amount." Zhongyuan Zhong also smacked his lips, and glanced at his pocket for his mobile phone, "Then those guys won't trouble you, right? ?”

"After I warned them on the phone last time, let's stop making trouble." Joe Hagizawa took the goblet in his hand and walked side by side with him, "I'll only say this once, the timid and disobedient guy should just Go back and eat your money, forget about it, and follow me to do business."

Nakahara Chuya: "You have such a big appetite, who would have believed that you could really eat it?"

"It's rare to have such a good opportunity." Joe Hagizawa shrugged, "And I have to make up for the money I lost in Yamashita Park and suburban villas from other places."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Your money is doubled, isn't it?"

Hagizawa jokingly said with a smile: "You can only do business if your profit is doubled. Balanced income and expenditure is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If you can't recover the cost, you might as well give up early."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." He couldn't refute?

Zhong Yuanzhong also knocked on the door of the chief's office, and after getting the answer, the two pushed the door open and entered.

Besides Mori Ou, Koyo Ozaki is also in the office.

Seeing Hagizawa Joe's attire at first glance, Koyo Ozaki couldn't help but comment: "Not bad, you are finally dressed like a young guy, but you are still more suitable for light-colored clothes."

Hagizawa was holding a goblet for Nakahara Nakaya to pour, and said with a smile on his face: "Eh? Is that so? Then I will remind Nakaya to buy some clothes that suit me and put them in the lounge closet. "

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "Cough."

Mori Ogai: Tsk tsk tsk.

After drinking some wine and chatting about other things, Mori Ogai and Hagizawa changed the subject and got down to business again.

"Now that the Green King and Gray King have been arrested, and the Italian Mafia has returned, the slate is safe and sound, but its whereabouts have been exposed. What are you going to do next?"

"Since you can't hide it, don't hide it. Rather than watching it alone, it's better to drag a few helpers into the water to help me bear the pressure."

Mori Ogai let out a "huh", "You mean the Supernatural Secret Service?"

Hagizawa added: "There is also an armed detective agency."

Mori Ogai couldn't help but gasped: "You are really bad."

Hagizawa made a toast to him: "Free labor, no use for nothing."

Mori Ogai clinked glasses with him: "But in this way, the preferential treatment you get as the guardian of the slate will also drop a lot from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, right?"

Hagizawa said nonchalantly: "Now I don't lack them, and there is my 'chain of restriction' on the slate, so don't worry about it."

"You're good to know."

Hagizawa nodded.

Koyo Ozaki and Nakahara Naka also took a look at these two people, and looked away at the same time, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

"I said you two, don't talk about these things while drinking, okay?"

Hagizawa said nothing, Mori Ogai smiled: "Yes—"

"Speaking of which, everyone has worked hard this time... How about I give you a vacation and invite you to a hot spring?" Mori Ogai said as if he suddenly remembered something.

Hagizawa's eyes lit up, "Why is Dr. Mori suddenly so generous?"

Mori Ogai: "...does it sound like I'm being stingy?"

Hagizawa was very moved: "You finally have this self-awareness!"

Mori Ogai: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

"Cough." Mori Ogai cleared his throat, "But I also have a request..."

The expression on Hagizawa's face suddenly collapsed, "Ah, I knew..."

Nakahara patted Joe Hagizawa on the back of the head, warned this little brat, and then took the initiative to say to Mori Ogai: "Boss, please tell me."

Take a look at Mr. Ye, and then look at you.

Mori Ogai glanced at Joe Hagizawa in disgust.

The latter snorted and turned his head away without speaking.

Koye Ozaki: "..." These two are really naive.

"It's like this, Akutagawa-kun is not in good health on weekdays, and this kid is always obsessed with high-intensity tasks. The injury from the battle with the human tiger not long ago has not fully healed, and he really needs to recuperate. "

When Mori Ogai said this, Nakahara Chu also somewhat understood.

"In other words, do you want us to take Akutagawa to the hot spring?"

Mori Ogai nodded: "Yes."

Koye Ozaki said calmly, "I won't go."

Hagizawa leaned his head on the back of the sofa and spread it out into a piece of cake without any image at all, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Nakahara also turned a deaf ear, and took over the extra task of Mori Ogai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also has a physique that is easy to get on his face when drinking, but the four of them drink a bottle of red wine, so each of them doesn't drink much.Therefore, when he came out of the office, his cheeks were only stained with a light layer of pink, which was not as obvious as the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his body.

But Joe Hagizawa was fascinated, his eyes were fixed, and he didn't hide it at all.

Hagizawa Joe's eyes were too hot, Nakahara couldn't help but squint at him, "What are you looking at? Drive your car well."

Hagizawa Joe quickly said, "It's blocked."

There seemed to be a traffic accident ahead, and it was rush hour again, and there were a lot of vehicles, so they had been stuck on the road for more than ten minutes.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuan also lowered the car window, opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a puff and held it between his fingers.

Before he could exhale the smoke, Hagizawa who was next to him leaned over, supported his chin with one hand, pinched his chin with the other and kissed him. Burnt smoke swallowed into the throat.

For a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that it was not the cigarettes that he swallowed, but himself.

There was a faint smell of tobacco in the carriage, and the green smoke curled up. Unknowingly, the cigarette held between Nakahara Nakaya's fingers was half burned, and the ash fell on his black gloves, as if catching a small fire. , gray snow.

"Dong dong."

An unpleasant voice suddenly sounded.

The young people in the traffic police uniform withdrew their hands from knocking on their front window in embarrassment, still hesitating whether to post a ticket as a warning, Hagizawa asked Lutong to see him, and immediately started the car without looking at him Leaving, shaking the fledgling intern police officer with a look of car exhaust.

Little police officer: "..."

Hey, driving a luxury car is amazing, isn't it? !

The little police officer was so angry that he wrote down the license plate number in a small notebook with his naked eye 2.0 vision, but he didn't expect to be torn off by the old police officer who took him, rubbed it, and threw it into the trash can.

"???"

The old police officer patted him on the shoulder, and said in the tone of someone who had experienced it: "The other party is a member of the port mafia, so don't go up and provoke them for such a trivial matter."

The little police officer was dumbfounded, "But they look about my age?"

The old police officer waved his hand and said, "When they were receiving brutal training and participating in the fight against illegal organizations, you were still worrying about exams at school."

The little police officer was speechless.

No more traffic jams.

Hagizawa drove the car into their garage smoothly, but neither of them got out of the car in a hurry.

Nakahara Chuya had finished smoking that cigarette after all.

He let out a long breath, the lingering smoke blurred his facial features, put his arms on the window frame, and stared at the ceiling of the garage in a daze.

Joe Hagizawa had already unfastened his seat belt, and he was lying on Nakahara Nakaya's shoulders at this time, lazily, unwilling to move at all.

after awhile.

Joe Hagizawa suddenly asked in Nakahara Chuya's ear, "Are you unhappy because I said something like that again today?"

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't expect him to mention this, so he was a little surprised.

He unconsciously licked the corner of his lower lip, but accidentally touched the bitten place. The faint smell of blood stained the tip of his tongue, mixed with the smell of tobacco, bringing out a novel and unique feeling.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just..."

Hagizawa raised his head from his shoulder: "Just what?"

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him, and did not answer this question immediately.

No one knows what Joe Hagizawa looks like than Nakahara Nakaya.

In the conversation on the aircraft today, Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he was not joking. If his answer and choice were slightly wrong at that time, he could drag himself to hell with him.

In the eyes of Joe Hagizawa, death is not the end, but a new beginning. At the same time, death is not scary, but quiet and serene.

Perhaps in his view, the living body is always bound, and only after death can it be completely liberated and free.

Hagisawa Ran's world has always been very small, it was empty before the age of ten, and then it was slowly filled by Zhongyuan Zhongya, leaving no gaps.People and things in the world are noisy and noisy to him, so he always says words like "disturb us".

Therefore, he has always expected to die with Zhongya Zhongyuan.

When they are alive, Hong Kong and black, companions, work, etc., seem to be able to intervene between the two of them at any time, and they can also separate them at any time.But once they hug each other to death, nothing can separate them.

He is a clingy, insecure puppy who will die without his master.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put out his cigarette, took off his gloves and touched the corners of his eyes.

Hagizawa asked no more questions, but obediently closed his eyes, took his hand attached, and gently rubbed his cheek against his slightly warm palm.

"I will die with you. Before that, you will live well with me, okay?"

"……it is good."

On the other side, Armed Detective Agency.

"Huh? Hot spring hotel?" Atsushi Nakajima was a little surprised, "Why so suddenly?"

Tanizaki Junichiro scratched his cheek, "It's not sudden... The president said that everyone has worked hard in the Sansha struggle, and it happened that an acquaintance he knew sent a coupon, so he planned to let us relax."

"I see." Atsushi Nakajima nodded, and then said longingly: "Hot springs...I'm really looking forward to it."