[Comprehensive] I'm on cpBE

With the help of Osamu Dazai, the writing of "The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes" can be regarded as stumbling.

"So why do you suspect the client here?!"

Nakahara Nakahara tugged at Osamu Dazai's ear and roared angrily.

Osamu Dazai, who was yelled at for no reason, blinked his eyes, and said the most annoying thing in Nakahara Chuya's heart, and there is no one:

"Because...you can understand it at a glance?"

"Heh, do you have the ability to say it again?"

"Hiss, light, Zhong Ye, it hurts..."

"If you still want this head on your neck, I advise you to speak humanly."

Nakahara Nakaya grabbed Dazai Osamu's curly hair that felt good to the touch, and threatened viciously.

"Okay, I'm speaking in human terms, so Chuya, let go of your hands first, my hair will be torn off..."

…………

"Chuya, I don't think your writing here is very good."

Osamu Dazai stared at the screen for a long time, but still felt something was wrong.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuanzhong was also impatient.

"Then how do you say it should be written?"

"........."

This……

Dazai was silent.

He held back for a long time and finally managed to say: "At least I don't think it should be so basic."

This time it was Zhong Yuanzhong's turn and he had nothing to say: "..."

It's very reasonable, but all his writings are pure friendship written by Zhita's cp big handwriting, what should Ji do?

"Haven't you guys written a lot of novels?"

Nakahara Chuya pushed the computer towards Osamu Dazai, "You write."

Osamu Dazai helplessly raised his forehead, "Chuya, have you forgotten? You are writing about Orita, and I am writing about Taizhong. Both are gay? How much better do you think I can be than you?"

Also.

The two fake writers who only know how to write about Tanmei looked at each other, and the air was full of embarrassment.

…………

It can be considered smooth.

With the steady progress of the progress bar, the only trouble in the Central Plains now is the damn North America.

Qin Jiu's patience may have been honed during the two years of catching traitors and undercover agents. He was really very, very patient in stopping the various methods that Zhongyuan Zhongye thought of to promote Zhitai.

This guy even colludes with political figures to issue the ban. The reason is: to prevent cultural invasion.

…………

outrageous.

Just any f*cking OOC fan who engages in CP can be related to cultural invasion. I have to say that the nonsense of Gin is also absolutely perfect.

Originally, the North American political circles in the Central Plains had no choice but to admit defeat, but now -----

He looked at the Zhitai Forum on his phone, which is [Book], and smiled provocatively.

Heh, I don't know anyone, so I can't find someone I have a relationship with?

Then he left his job and went to the slums.

Sure enough, it was right to be merciful at the time, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought silently.

He stood under the broken wall not far away, watched the staff member in the group successfully persuade Francis, and then walked out.

"Hey, do you want to cooperate with me?"

"People from Hong Kong black?"

Fitzgerald turned around and blocked Louisa who hid behind him the moment he saw Chuya Nakahara, "Sorry, I don't think there is a need for us to cooperate."

Zhongyuan Zhongzheng glanced at the girl without a trace, what a useful superpower, if Zhongyuan Zhongye hadn't been a gentleman to women, he would have tied this girl up to Hong Kong to work for him.

When in a single room, reducing the passage of time to one eight thousandth of the usual time, this is the ability that many social animals dream of!

He heard Fitzgerald's words and laughed:

"Are you sure? What if I say, I have [book] in my hand."

Fitzgerald's eyes narrowed suddenly, and returned to normal in the next second, "Hahahaha."

"What evidence do you have?"

He paused, "As far as I know, the existence of [Book] has always been kept by the Supernatural Secret Service, isn't it?"

"When did it end up in Hong Kong's hands?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Since I came to you, I can't be unsure."

"How do you want me to prove it?"

He said so, but he opened the forum document and entered a line:

[Francis's ring returns to his hand. 】

Fitzgerald felt the familiar confinement on his ring finger, and looked down, it was the plain wedding ring.

"Zelda..."

He clenched his fists tightly, and the uncomfortable feeling of the hard object in his palm made him more awake.

"Okay, I promise to cooperate with you."

Zhong Yuanzhong is also very satisfied with this. Although Francis, the former leader of the group, has gone bankrupt, it doesn't matter, this talent is the greatest value.

Gin...

He still doesn't believe it, they are all local snakes in North America, can't Francis handle gin?

"The project we are cooperating with is this----"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a copy of "This Killer Is Not So Cold" that was on the car.

"You are responsible for promoting this book across the United States, and I am responsible for supporting you and resurrecting your daughter."

Fitzgerald was not unfamiliar with this book. He had read one book when he first entered Japan, but unfortunately he didn't continue to read it because he was busy dealing with the armed detective agency and the port mafia.

But judging from the quality of the book he read at the beginning, it would not be difficult if he wanted to distribute it nationwide.

"Okay, deal."

Zhong Yuan also smiled, "Happy cooperation."

Fitzgerald also smiled, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Louisa, you make a plan for me now, and we'll start now."

Fitzgerald, who found his target in an instant, left with his head held high. Although he was still naked with a few pieces of cloth that were not even clothes, he felt like an aristocrat in and out of high society.

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled, it's quite decent.

He also has to work hard, after all, the work is not finished yet, and "This Killer Is Not So Cold" is about to start a new chapter.

Guns and bullets are also finished, now should I write about her life in seclusion, the old-age life of two retired "old people"?

Nakahara also lowered his head and thought about it. Although he has never written a farm text, it is not impossible to try it. Anyway, there are a lot of materials in this area. Oda Saku is very old now. He does not shave his beard and is less than thirty. His age looks like an uncle in his 40s.

And the bastard mackerel, this guy is fishing every day, very retired, and easy to write.

Okay, that's it. The next volume will be about farming-style cookies.