Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"Of course I don't mind," Mori Ogai also laughed: "Doctor Kawakami is a distinguished guest of the port mafia, and he deserves the greatest degree of freedom here."

"Doctor Mori is really a shrewd leader." Fu Zhenhong stared at Mori Ogai for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "I will give you an accurate answer in a week at the latest."

Mori Ogai heard the words, the smile on his face became brighter, and the tone of his speech became brisk and cheerful: "I am looking forward to the good news from Dr. Kawakami."

"Do you need me to lead the way for Dr. Kawakami?" Mori Ogai asked very considerately.

"No need." Fu Zhenhong turned his gaze to Ryunosuke Akutagawa, "Just let him take me there."

Mori Ogai nodded, and said to Ryunosuke Akutagawa with a smile, "Then, I will trouble Akutagawa-kun."

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The basement mentioned by Ryunosuke Akutagawa is a place specially used to interrogate Hong Kong gangsters or hostile forces. Strictly speaking, it is not a prison for Hong Kong gangsters, at most it can only be regarded as a temporary torture center.

The basement is located at the rear of the Port Mafia Headquarters Building, under a separate building about three stories high, converted from an old garage.

After leaving the building of the port mafia headquarters, Fu Zhenhong followed Ryunosuke Akutagawa all the way to the basement. The two always kept a distance of about one meter. Since no one spoke, the atmosphere was extraordinarily quiet.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke himself is not a talkative young man, his lungs are not good, he has a coughing problem, and at the moment, all his energy has been used to control Rashomon who is inexplicably restless and anxious because of the man behind him Naturally, he no longer has the mind to take care of other things.

After seeing the entrance to the basement, Fu Zhenhong signaled Ryunosuke Akutagawa to leave.

He walked into the entrance alone.

The light in the basement is very dark, and the passageway of the entrance happens to be in the backlit area, and the surroundings are not illuminated by lights, but by white candles.

Fu Zhenhong walked down the somewhat damaged stairs, the light became dimmer as she went in, and the air around her became more and more humid.

After he finished going down the last flight of stairs, there was an uneven and dilapidated wall in front of him, and a corridor about ten meters long was on the left.

In addition to candles, there is another lamp used for lighting in the passageway, but the light power of this lamp has become a little dull, so the light is not particularly bright.

Fu Zhenhong turned left and walked into the aisle, and continued to walk deeper.

"Tick tick tick..." is the sound of dripping water falling on the ground.

With her good hearing, Fu Zhenhong heard a shallow breathing amidst the sound of water droplets.

Fu Zhenhong walked through the aisle, walked around a stone pillar, and saw the black-haired young man whose hands were bound by the shackles on the wall.

The young man has fluffy black hair and is wearing a light brown windbreaker with a white shirt and a black vest inside.His figure was very tall and long, but because he was listlessly lowering his head at the moment, there was a sense of sluggish laziness all over his body.

Under the young man's feet, there were more than a dozen drops of dried blood.

Fu Zhenhong didn't suspect at all that after the young man was brought here, he received a fistful lesson.After all, no matter how you look at it, this person is indeed a beat-up person who likes to cause trouble.

Fu Zhenhong couldn't help but think of the sword that was hanging on his waist at the moment. He was also keen to make troubles, but compared to Tsurumaru Kuninaga who likes to be frightened, Dazai Osamu was more deadly and more casual a little.

He deliberately chose to run to Hong Kong gangsters to blow up the transfer station of the warehouse during his meeting with Mori Ogai, and then was caught by members of the port mafia.

This is enough to explain Dazai Osamu's willfulness.

You must know that Osamu Dazai's supernatural ability is a disqualification in the world, and it can nullify all supernatural abilities that touch the body. Although such supernatural abilities will be at a disadvantage against people with strong physical skills, Dazai Osamu's strength is not only Only rely on different abilities.

So even if the transfer station of the port mafia's warehouse was blown up, the members of the gangsters would not be able to catch him, but the reality is that Osamu Dazai was caught.

This kind of thing was obviously voluntary by Osamu Dazai, or it was the result of his deliberate action at all, otherwise how could this mere basement trap this former Hong Kong gangster cadre.

That's why I said... Osamu Dazai is indeed a willful trouble maker who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Fu Zhenhong walked towards Osamu Dazai while thinking.

Hearing Fu Zhenhong's inconspicuous footsteps, Osamu Dazai raised his head from drooping.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong, Dazai Zhi's iris-colored eyes lit up first, and then he began to complain aggrievedly: "Wow, Doctor Kawakami, I'm going to die of pain, being locked up here, and being held I slapped my face brutally, and now the wound hurts so much..."

When he said the last few words, he deliberately prolonged his tone, his voice was low and soft, a little waxy, as if he was coquettish.

Combined with the state of his being detained this time and the traces of blood oozing from the wound at the corner of his mouth, it is easy to make people feel pity.

But Fu Zhenhong didn't like this, he walked to a place about one meter away from Dazai Zhizhi and stopped, and said calmly and coldly: "It is reasonable to be taught a lesson for blowing up the warehouse transfer station of Hong Kong and Hei. "

"Ah, Dr. Kawakami is too indifferent to me!" Osamu Dazai made a painful voice as if he had been shot, and Junxiu's face instantly showed a sense of melancholy and loss obviously hurt by love.

"I also want to see Dr. Kawakami..." Osamu Dazai said pitifully.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

Osamu Dazai continued: "Obviously I invited Dr. Kawakami, but Dr. Kawakami didn't come to the detective agency as a guest. Just thinking about it makes me sad."

Fu Zhenhong clicked his tongue lightly, he hooked his lips slightly, and his dark eyelashes were slightly stirred, and a deep blackness was spotted on the eyelids: "Don't you understand, Dazai, because Hong Kong black has Zhongye here. .”

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide: "Could it be that Dr. Kawakami really fell in love with that slug?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, but asked back: "What do you think?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head like a rattle: "I don't think it's possible, it's impossible."

He began to make a reasonable analysis: "That slug is shorter than me, has a bad temper, and has very poor wine quality. In comparison, if you want to fall in love, I am the most suitable person, as expected, I am handsome and handsome. Well."

Fu Zhenhong took a few steps forward, and the shortened distance allowed him to see the wound on Dazai Zhi's face more clearly: "But you are not handsome at all in this embarrassment."

With his hands shackled, Osamu Dazai could only push his upper body close to Fu Zhenhong. The dim light and the faint candlelight were intertwined. With the movement of Osamu Dazai leaning over slightly, when these hazy lights shone on him, he felt There was a black shadow hanging down.

From a distance, it looks like a narrow cage.

And Fu Zhenhong's feet were standing on the cage.

"Doctor Kawakami, please take me home." Osamu Dazai blinked at Fu Zhenhong, and said with a smile, "Take me home and wash me up, and you will find that I am a reliable and handsome man~"

Fu Zhenhong raised her hand to caress Dazai's cheek, and gently stroked the wound on the corner of his lips with her cool fingertips: "Dazai, only bad boys like to act like a baby." After finishing speaking, he slightly pressed Dazai Pressed on the wound.

"Hiss...it hurts," Osamu Dazai yelled softly, and then moved his cheek to Fu Zhenhong's palm.

While rubbing the soft flesh in Fu Zhenhong's palm, he said softly and slowly: "Bad kids like to act like a baby in order to get more attention..."

"So Doctor Kawakami, please pamper me more."

When he said the last sentence, Osamu Dazai didn't use that brisk tone, he restrained all his expressions, raised his eyelids, and stared at Fu Zhenhong with extremely complicated eyes.

The noisy illusion deliberately created for various purposes on weekdays has faded away, and Osamu Dazai, who has lost his expression, reveals a kind of undisguised coldness and sharpness.

Fu Zhenhong smiled softly, and the tear mole under her eyes revealed endless charm and passion in the interlacing of light and shadow.

"Dazai, are you asking me for candy?" He withdrew his hand and said slowly, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, revealing a kind of cold indifference and indifference.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.

The sound of footsteps became more and more clear, and the frequency of the interval was very short. It was obvious that the person who was walking towards the basement was not at peace.

"Bastard mackerel! It blew up my car..."

The young man wearing a black top hat couldn't help cursing as soon as he walked through the aisle, but when he walked around the stone pillar and saw Fu Zhenhong standing on Dazai Zhi's face, his voice suddenly stopped.

"Chuan... Dr. Kawakami is here too." Zhongyuan Zhong also stuttered suddenly.

"Ah, slug, your ferocious expression that you still have time to withdraw is like a vicious dog that is about to bite." Osamu Dazai sighed very embarrassingly.

"Although slugs are ugly, dogs are the most annoying."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also angry, and his fists were clucking: "Bastard Dazai, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was directly robbed by Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Slug, you will be punished by God for disturbing other people's dates."

"A date?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, but didn't react for a while.

"Can't you tell?" Osamu Dazai said naturally, "I'm dating Dr. Kawakami~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a dumb face.

Sorry, he really didn't see it.

"Zhongye," Fu Zhenhong called Zhongyuan Zhongye, "Do you still remember what I said in the car?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the words and instantly became uncomfortable.

Fu Zhenhong laughed, "At this point, it's time to eat, and there should be a romantic candlelight dinner." After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she walked to Zhongye Zhongye, and directly led the orange-haired youth Hand: "Let's go, stay with me."

Zhongyuan Zhongye's body was slightly startled, and through a thin layer of gloves, Zhongyuan Zhongye felt the soft touch in the palm of his clenched hand very clearly.

He was dazed, and a little bit at a loss as to what to do.

By the time he realized it, he had been led almost to the aisle.

Behind him is the dissatisfied voice of Dazai, the mackerel——

"Ahhh, how can this be done!"

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for their nutrient solution

Thanks to the complete suicide script, false, watermelon cream, 42447549, 666, the mines of the beauty patrolling the street

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Xiaohong: Zhongye, let’s go on a date

Dazai: take me