Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"Ah sneeze!"

Osamu Dazai, who was taking a lazy nap on the sofa of the Armed Detective Agency, suddenly sneezed loudly.

He opened his sleepy, iris-colored eyes that were still loose and loose, rubbed the tip of his nose with his knuckles, and then slowly sat up from the sofa.

The slightly curly fluffy black hair hangs slightly messy on the side of his face, and because he just woke up, there is still a thin blush on Dazai Osamu's fair cheeks that has not completely dissipated.

"Hmm... some beautiful lady must be missing me." Dazai Osamu's voice was drawn out, with a soft and sticky feeling.

Kunikida Doppo helped the frame of the mirror, and said with a blank expression: "If it's Dazai, the chance of being cursed is obviously greater."

"Ah, Kunikida-kun, you are so annoying..." Dazai Osamu muttered with a slight complaint, and the sweet and greasy voice that was deliberately protracted was full of a rather artificial and underwhelming meaning.

"A handsome face like mine must be missed by beautiful ladies all the time...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Osamu Dazai sneezed again before he could finish his sentence.

"Could it be a cold?" Atsushi Nakajima asked worriedly. After a pause, he added thoughtfully: "Did Mr. Dazai jump into the river again last night?"

"No~" Osamu Dazai waved his hands with a smile, and then said triumphantly as if he suddenly thought of something, "I went to do another big thing last night."

"Did you do something big?" Atsushi Nakajima raised his brows, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It must have blown up the garage of that hat gentleman in Hong Kong." Edogawa said lazily.

"Ah! As expected of Ranpo-san~"

Atsushi Nakajima didn't understand: "Mr. Dazai, who is so good-natured, suddenly bombed the garage of the Hong Kong black cadres?"

Edogawa lay on the seat in disorder, crossed his legs on the table, "Probably because of that doctor Kawakami yesterday." He lowered the brim of his hat to his eyes as he spoke , covering the harsh light that spreads in from the gap outside the window.

Hearing the words of Doctor Kawakami, Atsushi Nakajima thought of what happened in the restaurant yesterday.Dr. Kawakami expressed his love for the Hong Kong and black cadre wearing a hat, and kissed him on the cheek.

As for Mr. Dazai, Dr. Kawakami's attitude seemed too indifferent.

When contacting Mr. Edogawa Ranpo, Atsushi Nakajima felt that he seemed to know something terrible. It turns out that Mr. Dazai went to sabotage because of jealousy?

But the other party is a cadre of the port mafia. If Mr. Dazai goes to blow up his garage, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble!

Is Mr. Dazai such a naive and unreasonable person?

Atsushi Nakajima is still a very innocent and good boy, he is not very good at hiding his emotions, whatever he thinks in his heart, it will be fully expressed on his face.

Yosano Akiko on the side patted Atsushi Nakajima on the shoulder, "There is no doubt, Dazai would indeed do such a thing."

Atsushi Nakajima frowned: "Will that port mafia cadre wearing a hat find us here at the Armed Detective Agency?"

If you blow up the other party's garage, you will definitely be asked for compensation.

"As far as the current situation is concerned, Mr. Hat should not have the time to pursue it." Edogawa said in a leisurely manner: "The doctor has a lot of connections with the port mafia, and he met with Mr. Hat yesterday. , Maybe I will go to the Mafia as a guest today."

Hearing this, Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Dr. Kawakami might be a guest of the port mafia, and as an important cadre of the port mafia, the man in the hat would not have the time to investigate the instigator of the garage bombing.

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face remained unchanged, but when he heard Edogawa Ranpo's last words, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"We're a guest..." Osamu Dazai mulled over these words in a low voice, then he stood up and stretched, put his hand on Atsushi Nakajima's shoulder, blinked his iris-colored eyes, "Nah ——Dun Jun, the sun is so beautiful today, let's go for a walk."

"Eh? But I still have to..." Before Atsushi Nakajima finished speaking, Osamu Dazai twisted the back of his clothes and dragged him out.

Yosano Akiko looked at Edogawa Ranbu who was covered by a hat, raised her eyebrows and said, "Did you say that on purpose just now?"

Edogawa Ranpo smiled, showing a thin and smooth half of his jawline, he took off the hat on his head, and lay down on the table: "La la——Ranpo-sama occasionally wants to see the excitement."

the other side.

The garage was bombed, and all kinds of expensive cars were destroyed. This made Zhongyuan Zhongye's anger almost reach its peak, but when he thought that there was still a task ahead, as a qualified Hong Kong gangster cadre, Zhongyuan Zhongye quickly Calm down.

He temporarily gave up on fixing Dazai, the bastard mackerel.

After a short thought, the wealthy Central Plains cadre directly bought a new car.

The newly bought car is a black Porsche, a very calm color, revealing a kind of nobility and luxury in a low-key way.

Although there are still many heavy locomotives in the Central Plains, they are not suitable for receiving black guests from Hong Kong. This black Porsche is undoubtedly the most appropriate choice.

The afternoon in Yokohama is the time when the sun is the hottest in the day, and the golden halo shines on the earth, creating a dazzling scene.

Zhongyuanzhong also arrived at the address marked on the mobile phone text message very quickly.He stepped out of the luxury car and found the person he was going to pick up in the crowd at a glance.

Some people are born luminous bodies, no matter where they stand, they can always attract the attention of others at the first sight.

A few meters away, the man who was watched by passers-by was wearing a black slim kimono, with a simple and exquisite sword hanging on his waist.

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that good-looking people will make people feel good-looking no matter how they dress and wear. This is more like a kind of self-sufficiency, which is exuded from the bones.

The sun shone on this person, and the warm halo softened the bright and powerful facial features. The black kimono without any pattern embellished the slender figure, and the mole under the eyes added more An inexplicable bewitchment.

For a moment, in the Central Plains, there was even an illusion that this person was standing in the sun, but he was in the dark.

Whether it is a beauty or a luxury car, it always attracts attention.

When Zhongyuan Zhongye looked at Fu Zhenhong, Fu Zhenhong also quickly spotted Zhongyuan Zhongye walking down from the car due to the diversion of some eyes in the crowd.

Because of what happened in the restaurant yesterday, at this moment, the eyes of the two wanted to meet again, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't act as if nothing had happened.

"Hello, Dr. Kawakami." He greeted dryly,

Seeing Zhongye's restraint in Zhongyuan, a smile flashed across Fu Zhenhong's eyes. He deliberately lowered his voice, and there was a hint of intimacy and affection in his soft tone: "Hello, Zhongye."

He said Zhongye, not other titles.

It seems that the two are not meeting for the second time, but acquaintances who have known each other for a long time and can call their names intimately.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears suddenly showed faint signs of redness.

In order to conceal his discomfort, Zhong Yuan lowered the brim of his hat, walked to the back seat and opened the car door: "Doctor Kawakami, please."

The only conscience of Hong Kong black is a very considerate young man.

Fu Zhenhong walked over, but instead of sitting in the back seat, she casually threw the sword on her waist onto the back seat, then walked to the front, opened the passenger door and sat in.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't have any objection to this, but after he sat in the driver's seat, in such a small confined space inside the car, he glanced at the black-haired man sitting in the passenger seat, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

Zhongyuan Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After fastening his seat belt, he turned on the start button on the left side of the steering wheel.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's car drives very smoothly, and the speed is neither fast nor slow, but because this is a commercial street, the population is very dense, and there are more traffic lights on the street.

When I was about to drive to the third traffic light, traffic jams started ahead due to sudden accidents.In order to alleviate the embarrassment of the silence in the car, Zhongyuan Zhong also planned to turn on the music station and play some songs.

Fu Zhenhong saw what was going on in his heart, so she said, "I'd rather chat with Zhongye than listen to music."

"Chat?" Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed slightly, and almost blurted out: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

After saying this, Zhong Yuan Zhong also realized that he was really stupid to ask this question.

"Has Zhongye got a girlfriend yet?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

"No." Zhong Yuan also shook his head.

Although he is a cadre of the port mafia, Zhong Yuan Zhong has always kept himself clean. He likes to drink and occasionally smokes, but he never messes with his subordinates. In Zhong Yuan Zhong's view, love is a thing Very sacred and solemn thing.

His ideal type is a simple and lovely girl, preferably able to cook, it doesn't matter if he is a little confused, but he must be kind.However, due to his status, Zhongyuan Zhong has never met a suitable love partner, so that after living for more than 20 years, Zhongyuan Zhong is still single.

"Is there anyone you like right now?" Fu Zhenhong asked him again.

"No...no." Zhong Yuan Zhong also replied, but this time, there was obvious hesitation in his tone.

The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips curled up, and she couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Is that so..."

He deliberately elongated his tone, and his low and shallow laughter came to Nakahara Chuya's ears, like gentle notes jumping from black and white piano keys.

Zhong Yuanzhong also tightened his hand holding the steering wheel.

Here we go again, that nervous feeling...

He felt a faint heat in his ears again.

"Don't you ask me?" Fu Zhenhong said, turning his head slightly, his peach blossom eyes squinted, and looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Sensing Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Zhong Yuanzhong instantly straightened his body and stared straight ahead. His back was straighter, and his sitting posture was even more standard and upright than elementary school students in class.

"Ask what?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little stiff.

"Of course I'm asking if there is anyone I like now."

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his Adam's apple, "Then do you have anyone you like now?"

"Yes," Fu Zhenhong replied quickly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the words, and his royal blue eyes darkened instantly.

But in the next second, the words pouring into his ears made his heart beat faster——

"The person I like now is Chuya."

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