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"Tsk... are you okay?"

The words, which were clearly concerned about people, came out of Fushimi's mouth with a sense of boredom, and he insisted on turning the interrogative sentence into an affirmative sentence horizontally and vertically.

Jingongjiquan wiped his face vigorously, pulled out a stiff smile, looked at the young man in front of him who looked sleepy, and asked in a wrong way: "You don't smoke?"

Fushimi rubbed his hair, a rare look of confusion in his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Jingujiquan knew that he had guessed right. He took a deep breath, how can a non-smoker understand the pain of finally getting a cigarette and losing it!

In any case, Reji Munakata killed him first, and this boy cheated him later—he selectively ignored his behavior of being lazy and insisting on walking against the wall here.In short, since it is Scepter4's fault, and the leader Reiji Munakata is not around, then this is the only one who can be caught to take the blame!

Just as he was about to say something, he looked over Fushimi's shoulder and suddenly saw two anxious-looking doctors coming from the opposite side - Oops!Room rounds!

Fushimi was still baffled by this question, the young man in front of him suddenly changed his face, grabbed his clothes and asked like a cannonball: "What's your name? What's the number of the communicator? Where do you live? Forget it, this question is not important—" —You owe me a pack of cigarettes! Remember it! Remember to bring it to me next time you come!”

Then, in Fushimi's horrified eyes of "what did this guy say just now, is he sick?", Jingujiquan covered his chest, opened his mouth, and sprayed his shoulder with a mouthful of scarlet blood, and then used a method that was completely opposite to the previous one. Closing his eyes in such a delicate posture, he hung softly on him——

"Quick! Found it! Here he is!"

"Gurney! The patient is vomiting blood! Prepare for first aid!"

The two doctors found the target here from a distance, and saw him falling down in the next second, their hearts jumped, and they rolled over like a whirlwind. I didn't put it down three times before I noticed that there was still a person standing beside me.

"Sir, please don't obstruct the inspection!"

Fushimi's forehead was throbbing with veins, he resisted the desire to draw the knife, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Pull him away!"

Only then did the doctor realize that it was the patient who was holding on to his sleeve, and hurriedly gave him a sorry look, and stretched out his hand to break the hand: "Master Quan? Master Quan!"

Then, Fushimi saw the young man who had just been in a coma and remained motionless no matter what the doctor did, slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale, blood was still at the corner of his mouth, the black hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and he looked It looks like he's dying—if this guy didn't ask him for a cigarette just now, he almost believed it!

"..."

"Master Quan, what do you want to say?" The doctor lowered his head and tried his best to listen to his words.

Jingujiquan's gaze was fixed on Fushimi without blinking, and the young man who was watched suddenly felt cold all over, and an extremely bad premonition welled up.

Then, he stared dumbfounded at this handsome young man who bumped into him for no reason, and who somehow wanted to blackmail him, opened his mouth, and spit out a sentence in a frenzy: "He bumped into me."

With a firm tone and a sad expression, the finger pointing at him is straight without any bend.

Fushimi Sarubiko: "Huh?!"

****

"Fushimi-kun? Fushimi-kun?"

Munakata Reishi called several times, but failed to call back the subordinate's soul, so he couldn't help showing an interesting smile: "Oh, what happened to Fushimi-kun in the Pillar Tower? It's rare to see him like this The state of being out of your mind."

Seri Awashima took back the documents that needed to be issued from Munakata's desk, and, like the head of the room, turned his attention to the colleague standing aside with a blank face.

"Fushimi-kun, it's your turn to report to work."

The deputy head's tone was much more serious than that of the head, and he called back Fushimi who was wandering in the sky.

"Tsk..." Realizing that he was distracted in front of the room chief, Fushimi stunned reflexively and turned his head, "No...it's nothing."

"Fushimi-kun doesn't look like he has nothing to do, is there anything I can help you with?"

The smile on the corner of Munakata's mouth widened. He folded his hands to form a pointed tower, resting his elbows on the half-assembled jigsaw puzzle. Fushimi looked at half of the deputy head's face on the puzzle, and suddenly My head hurts and my stomach hurts, what is going on with the habit of the Blue King who likes to take photos of all the members of Scepter4 to make puzzles!

And, what kind of medicine did he take wrongly to have the idea of ​​asking help from this wicked man, Munakata? !The bastard he met yesterday must have made him stupid!

"No... nothing, if the director has nothing else to do, I'll go out first."

Fushimi decisively interrupted Munakata's thoughts of continuing to guess, and was about to turn around with a sullen face. Before Munakata had time to say anything, Awashima Seri let out a "huh".

"Fushimi-kun... your uniform..."

Fushimi turned around quickly: "There's nothing, it's quite appropriate. Goodbye, Chief."

"—it seems a little out of place?"

The following half of the sentence was continued by Munakata slowly, the Blue King tilted his head, his voice was low, soothing and full of oppression: "Fushimi-kun, what happened that made you have to turn out the unsuitable uniform and wear it?" Woolen cloth?"

Ahhh, this black-bellied man!You must have seen it early on, and you have to wait for the deputy director to speak before answering, what kind of weird habit is this!Isn't it good for everyone to pretend nothing happened? !

Fushimi gritted his teeth in his heart and scolded Munakata back and forth, the aura around him became even more depressed and dark.

What can he do!There are three uniforms in total!One set was dirty when leaving the mission, one set was just washed, and one set was spat out with blood as soon as I put it on!

Ah these filthy grown-ups!

"So, Fushimi-kun was... planted by someone who suddenly appeared and bumped into him? He was spat out with blood? What an amazing skill, how did he do it..." Forced by two bosses After talking about yesterday's "adventurous encounter", Fushimi's face was gloomy, and Munakata, who was rubbing his chin and muttering to himself, had completely wandered off to another place.

"So..." Fushimi muttered under his breath.

Immersed in his own thoughts, the Green King is still studying the magical blood-spitting skill.

Fushimi, who was ignored, took a deep breath, raised his voice, and said with humiliation on his face, "So, what kind of cigarettes do you want to buy?"

If it hadn't been for the fact that that guy had held a pot that couldn't be removed, and was dragged by the doctor to memorize his contact information, he wouldn't have stepped in there even if he was beaten to death!

And that guy is risking his life for cigarettes, Fushimi is unimaginable, what terrible things he will do if the cigarettes he buys are not what he wants, and among the people present, the only one who can smoke is Munakata , Don't ask him who to ask!

Zongxiang changed the subject: "Fushimi-kun just said, what's the name of that person?"

Fushimi tried his best to hold back the rushing desire to blow Munakata's dog's head off, and replied in a non-motivated voice: "Izumi...what about Izumi, I don't know his last name."

"Izumi..." Munakata showed a wonderful smile, and Fushimi's back suddenly felt cold when he saw it, and the strange premonition he felt yesterday reappeared.

"Then, since Fushimi-kun is still going to visit the sick, let's cut down on the work today, and remember to bring my greetings to that gentleman."

Fushimi swears, he definitely saw Munakata's malicious smile when he said this!

Not to mention that Fushimi was going bald because of buying cigarettes, and Jingujiquan jumped up and down vigorously after the doctor left his ward.

It's not considered alive and well, at least it's not temporarily incapacitated according to the doctor's judgment.

He sat up slowly from the bed, stayed by the bed for a while, and then began to rummage through his personal belongings, taking out the communicator that had not been used for a long time from the pocket of his coat.

There were very few people in the communicator, and he quickly found the message that was added yesterday.

Fushimi Monkey than ancient.

Jingujiquan stepped in briskly, his fingers fluttering, and quickly edited a message to send.

"Fushimi-kun, remember to bring a bottle of wine when you come, how can you entertain guests without good wine." At the end, a smiley face symbol that deserves to be punched is added.

Seeing the message, Fushimi was so angry that he almost smashed the communicator. He stared at the rows of wine bottles on the supermarket counter with a dark face, and the aura all over his body was distorted into black.

From now on, he will never, never, act alone in such a dangerous place as the Imperial Pillar Tower!

No, he will never go to such a dangerous place as the Imperial Pillar Tower in the future!