Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

The calm week passed quickly, and the wind came from Yokohama. The person who followed Yiping seemed to have disappeared recently, and I don't know why.At the same time, she also received an email sent by Osamu Dazai, with a document attached. In the email, there was a paragraph, in addition to saying hello to her and expressing her trust in Asakusa Shrine, there was also a hidden meaning:

The information about Chuya Chuya is in the document, please Miura Haru think twice before deciding whether to open it.

However, Osamu Dazai made a special trip to write a sentence in the line of PS:

"What you care about has been resolved."

At first glance, this sentence is quite confusing, but Miura Haru looked at it carefully for a long time, and vaguely guessed that maybe this refers to Ipping being followed, and Nakahara also has a photo of Ping in his hand matter.

That is to say, the Armed Detective Agency has basically found out everything it wants to know, and it is very likely that it has promoted it. Perhaps, the result that Yiping no longer has stalkers is also because the Detective Agency has done something from it. what?

Miura Haru moved the mouse and watched the little arrow circle around the attached document. After a while, she moved to the upper right corner and closed the entire page.

Now that Yiping is fine, she doesn't want to judge others by herself.

It is just right for her and Zhong Yuanzhong to keep such a close distance.

"Ji Jun, I have your letter."

Toshiro Wakisashi, who had just been transferred to Miura house, knocked on the door and said to her.

"Come on!"

Miura Haru closed the computer, opened the door, and saw Natsuo Toshiro holding an envelope in his hand, seeing her come out, he handed it to her:

"It seems to be sent from the Internet celebrity snack shop in Yokohama."

"Thank you."

The burgundy-haired girl took the envelope and turned back to her room.

"Why did the snack shop send me a letter?"

Sitting at the desk, looking at the envelope of this Yokohama internet celebrity snack shop with the otter logo, Haru Miura opened the envelope while wondering.

The envelope was opened, and a card fell out. Haru Miura opened it and saw:

"Dear member Ms. Miura, congratulations on winning the super prize of our store's anniversary celebration. This award will include a member black gold card and two big gift packages. Please make an appointment to collect it at any time on Saturday!"

"Huh? I actually won the lottery?"

The little girl was stunned, and looked at the notice in disbelief. Finally, she put it under the light and saw the watermark of the otter pattern on the card before confirming that it was true.

So... finally it's her turn to win the big prize in Haru Miura?

I suddenly felt a little excited. Although I don't know why there is such a thing as a black gold card in a snack shop, it doesn't prevent Miura Haru from being happy.

The phone rang suddenly, and the little girl, who was immersed in the news of her winning prize, came back to her senses. Seeing that it was Yiping, she quickly put down the card in her hand and answered the call.

In the living room, Miura Yumi was placing a fruit basket, and when she saw her daughter coming down, she greeted her:

"Xiaochun, you came just in time. Help me deliver this basket of strawberries to Mr. Tanaka next door."

"it is good!"

Miura Haru walked over briskly, holding the card in his hand and shaking it to Yumi:

"By the way, mom, look, I won the lottery, haha!"

"Win the lottery? What prize did you win?"

Miura Yumi blinked, took the card in her daughter's hand, glanced at ten lines, and then handed the card to Natsuo Toshiro, who was eating strawberries next to her, dumbfounded:

"Look, this kid knows how to eat all day long, even winning the lottery is related to eating."

"Let me see..."

The big-eyed boy took the card, scanned the text, and then returned it to Haru Miura, smiling and saying:

"It's a blessing to be able to eat, isn't it?"

"Catty Tail-kun is right!"

Miura Haru hurriedly echoed, reached out and clapped Catfish, and then picked up the basket of strawberries:

"I'm going out!"

"Ji Jun, go slowly!"

Natsuo Toshiro said in a lively voice behind him, and then immediately lowered his head to send a message to a certain Touken from the Tanaka family next door:

"Ji Jun went to Tanaka's house."

In less than a second, I immediately received a reply from Aizen Kunijun:

"learn!"

So the swordsmen who lived in two families who were less than ten meters apart began to perform "Mission: Impossible" with passion.

Saturday is coming soon, Miura Haru got up early, and asked if Honmaru Touken would go to Yokohama with him, but everyone seemed to be having a meeting today, and Miura Haru had to go alone in the end It's Yokohama.

Coming to Yokohama by Shinkansen, Haru Miura took the winning card in his hand and walked towards the pedestrian street.

She glanced at the words on the card again, and then remembered that she needed to call to make an appointment, so she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number printed on the card, the call was quickly connected, and a sweet female voice appeared on the other side of the receiver. one end:

"Hello, this is MOMO shop!"

"Hello, I'm Haru Miura. I received the winning card from you before. Can I go to receive the prize now?"

Haru Miura asked with a card in one hand and a phone in the other.

"Of course, I will send an address to your local number now, and the prize can be collected at this designated place."

The female voice continued to maintain a sweet voice, and Haru Miura thanked her and hung up the phone. Almost at the same time, she received a reminder text message, clicked on it, and there was an address written in text on it, followed by a link, She clicked on the link and found that it was a building near Linhai Avenue. Although she was a little surprised, she still decided to go there.

At the same time, in the office on the second floor of the MOMO shop, the operator put down the headset, looked at a person in front of him, and said in a trembling voice:

"I... I have already sent the address."

The girl was trembling all over, but the man who had caused her predicament was unaware.

Wearing a borscht, a handsome young man in a white button-down suit was sitting in front of the window sill, under his feet were several other shop assistants who had passed out. The young man turned his head to look at the innocent operator, his purple eyes were obviously smiling , but not in sight.

"Thank you for your hard work."

The young man laughed and came down from the window sill, his leather boots stepping on the floor making rhythmic "da da" and "da da" sounds.

He slowly passed by the operator, his slender fingers touched the stiff shoulders of the operator, and his magnetic voice, like a cello, carried a hint of charm:

"So, goodbye? And... business is booming."

The finger left the woman's shoulder, and the handsome man opened the door and walked out without looking back. The moment the door closed, the dazed woman behind him suddenly fell to the ground.

"boom--"

The door was closed, and the young Russian walked slowly to the first floor, talking to himself:

"Next, be careful of the road conditions."

At this time, Haru Miura walked according to the navigation, and she had already reached the place near the port warehouse. She stopped, looked at the destination on the navigation map, looked left and right, and felt that she did not find this building.

"Did I go wrong? Or is the map wrong?"

She zoomed in on the navigation, and suddenly found that the building at this destination was gone again, as if it had never appeared on the map.

"what's the situation?"

Haru Miura looked at the navigation in the phone in surprise, with question marks all over his head.

"Is it Miss Haru Miura?"

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the place where the front and back were warehouses. Miura Haru raised his head, looked around, and found a person coming out of the alley in front of him, it was the person she had accidentally bumped into before. A young man in a borscht.

"who are you?"

Haru Miura put away his mobile phone and looked at the young man in front of him vigilantly, but the young man didn't care about her vigilance at all, and approached her slowly step by step, with a gentle smile on his face:

"Didn't you win the lottery? I'm here to give you a prize."

"How do you know I won the prize? Are you an employee?"

Haru Miura swallowed her saliva, and the hairs all over her body stood up. She felt an oppressive sense of danger from this young man, and she had to be ready to fight.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is the prize."

The young man in the hat reached out and tapped his beautifully shaped lips, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were gentle:

"Shh-"

He opened his lips and said:

"listen."

"Is it the sound of the wind? Or the sound of the sea? Or... your heartbeat?"

He tilted his head, obviously he had an unusually beautiful face, and his smile was so gentle and pleasant, but the aura around him was so cold.

It was like the evil dragon sleeping in hell finally opened its eyes.

"Listen."

He smiled again and blinked.

"..."

Miura Haru suddenly felt that the world around her had fallen into silence, and she also stood there unable to move, watching the handsome young man, tilting her head, and said very childishly:

"3, 2, 1."

"—"

It was the sound of sharp blades sinking into clothing.

Miura Haru stared blankly at the person in front of him, suddenly felt that his vision became blurred, his head went blank, and even the face of the young man in front of him gradually became unclear.

"you......"

She only had time to say this word before she fell to the ground. Soon, blood flowed out from the place where her back heart was pierced.

The young man bent down, and touched the silver-carved hilt with his black-gloved hand. The corners of his lips kept rising:

"When walking, you should not only be careful in front, but also be careful behind you..."

He slowly pulled out the silver knife. The moment the tip of the knife left the back of the girl's heart, blood gushed out and soon formed a small pool of blood on the ground.

The young man shook off the blood on the tip of the knife, took out a white handkerchief and wiped it, threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground, and then took the knife back.

The bloody handkerchief fell on the girl's head, like a bloody white rose.

"Next...let's play the game."

The young man in the hat turned and left, and the white cloak drew a beautiful arc in the air.

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'Chosen extraordinary people have the right to transcend existing social norms for the growth of the new century. '

-Dostoevsky