Life is on me [Comprehensive]

Although he protested to Zhongya Zhongya with his own words, he clearly expressed his determination not to go out, but...

After all came out, the doors were closed, and Nakahara Nakaya didn't put her down until she got into the elevator, and Rin couldn't help it.

Does she still have to thank Mr. Zhong Yuan for giving her some time to calm down, after all, he didn't jump directly from the balcony on the twentieth floor to save time.

And Nakahara Chuya originally just wanted her to play games safely next to his office, even if she lay softly on the sofa in his office, it would be fine...until she helped him deal with a bunch of documents.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It can be called an emotionless working machine.

But...it's so exciting.

Such speed!

Nakahara Nakaya struggled to swallow the words of letting her go to the side to play.

He can fully understand what Rin said about the situation when Miss Hongye asked her to "help with some paperwork" in the past six months.

As the saying goes, if you haven't tried it, you haven't felt how happy it feels to be helped by others. He even completely understood for a moment that Dazai always left his work to others to play games beside him...

So when people outside the office glanced at the boss's office with unclear eyes from time to time, a couple inside were processing documents at an inhuman speed.

"Hey, this..." Rin turned over a stack of report papers in his hand, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he jumped off the table.

In order to get the documents nearby, but the height of the chair next to her was not high enough, Nakahara watched silently as she cleared a corner of the table quite consciously and sat on it.

Just sit down, what can you do.

"how?"

"I'll go to Sister Hongye to see this, Mr. Zhongyuan, please continue to work hard!" Rin has always been a person who just walks away when he is in the mood, he directly touched a black coat from the sofa and walked outside.

"Huh? Miss Hongye is not in the interrogation room—"

Chuya Nakahara hadn't finished speaking, and he was still holding a pen in his hand, when the door was closed with a "snap".

"..."

Wait a minute, why was she so skillful in her smooth movements just now...and did she hold his clothes? !

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head suddenly, and as expected, there was nothing on his chair.

Forget it... He held his forehead and continued to write.

But Rin felt something was wrong when he walked halfway, the black coat in his hand was covered with a faint scent of citrus perfume... ah.

She got used to it... her own coat was stuffed in the bottom of the closet and never worn.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhongyuan's height is almost the same as hers, so she didn't feel uncomfortable wearing it casually, except that the shoulders were a little loose... But this is not a problem for this kind of big coat.

Rin is very familiar with the way to the interrogation room. Even if she doesn't remember Mr. Zhongyuan's office, she won't forget Miss Hongye's place.

But Ozaki Koyo was not in the interrogation room at this time.

"Master Hongye is out today, Master Rin, do you need us to pass on something?" The woman who looked like a secretary adjusted her glasses, and glanced at the stack of papers in Rin's hand.

"You don't have to hand it over. I'm a little interested in this." Rin brightened his eyes, turned the paper in his hand, and pointed to a character profile inside. Although it looked very simple, the key point was the "( Detained)" mark, "This is the insider of the power link incident, right? Is the interrogation over?"

"Link...? Ah, you mean the leader of the special group that uses brain waves to connect several supernatural beings. Because those people have been dealt with, he hasn't had time to enter the interrogation room for the second time..."

"Then the interrogation is over and wait to fend for itself. What about people, are they still alive?" Rin quickly went through the words of the secretary in front of him in his mind, waved his hand, and asked under the silent gaze of the other party.

"The subject is currently in isolation, and temporarily unable to use the ability due to distraction."

Rin bent down and watched as she dug out the subject's information, and after confirming the destination, she thought about the distance.

"If Sister Hongye comes back, please tell her for me, this person will lend me to play... Take a look."

Miss Secretary nodded, not taking Rin's slip of the tongue seriously at all.

What Rin is interested in is not the same as the information he wants to get from the Hong Kong gangster interrogation.

In order to curb the rise of her abilities, she basically didn't use them if she could use them. If she could wipe her neck with a knife, she would never use them to choke her spirit. This also led to her limited development of her abilities. On... the most basic operation in her impression.

Most of her impressions come from various comics with super powers (...)

"You... Hey, Ms. Rin? Why did you come here to look, Master Hongye asked..."

A young man wearing protective glasses and a white coat turned his head and was stunned when he saw her. He was still holding a writing board in his hand, on which data was densely recorded.

"This is the leader of the link incident?" Rin touched the glass in front of him. The room was like a separate prison. A hollow-eyed man with a pale face and a thin body, wearing strange shackles on his wrists, ankles, and neck.

That is an isolator, which has a special weakening effect on abilities.

Rin knew, because she took the research results of this thing from an organization stationed in Yokohama in Tokyo during that half year.

But after all, it is only an initial research product, it may work on slightly weaker ones, and on Mr. Zhongyuan...

Ok……

Probably just an ugly and useless decoration.

"Yes, but you may not get a response if you want to interrogate now, his superficial..."

"Self-closed? This is nothing." Rin stood up straight, holding the glass with his hand, staring at the person in the middle until his pupils were dilated.

"Master Rin? That isolator also affects the outside world? You..."

The young man raised his hand to pat Rin on the shoulder, seeing that she seemed to be deaf to outside voices.

After a few seconds, seeing that Rin still didn't move, a weird smile suddenly twisted on the young man's face, the corner of his mouth almost reaching his ears, and he quickly pulled out a gun from the box next to it that seemed to be piled up with sundries, and pointed it at Rin's head, just about to pull the trigger, but found that his hand was shaking uncontrollably.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt as if his body was not in control, or his spirit seemed to be torn in half.

"you you……!"

Rin turned her head slowly, her clear golden eyes were full of doubt and sincerity.

It's just that in his eyes, it's extremely ironic.

"What are you thinking? You're actually playing tricks in front of a psychic supernatural being."

She stretched out her hand and moved her fingers, as if pinching a small ball.

In the next second, the body in front of him suddenly collapsed on the ground like a puppet with a broken string, and the person sitting in the middle of the isolated room no longer pretended to be, and raised his head like a zombie, staring at him with sinister eyes. Rin was smiling peacefully outside.

"Okay, now we can finally move on to the next step." Rin said, bending his eyes, and said in a tone full of expectation, "Let me see how far you can go? If it doesn't satisfy me— —Do you know Brain Hell? Even if Yumeno-kun is not here, I can let you enjoy it.”

……

Developing one's own abilities is something that Rin couldn't even think about before amnesia.

However, it is enough to experience things like bottoming out and rebounding once.

The researcher and guard who didn't know when he was controlled was completely stunned when he got up from the ground, especially when he found out that he was in a situation where he was almost frightened to death, until... he got up and saw Miss Rin who seemed to be training her. Cats and brainwaves link people when talking.

"Miss Rin?! How did you let him out?"

"Don't make a fuss." Rin pointed to the side with a smile, and pulled the researcher to the other side to speak, "I brainwashed him."

Researcher: "......? Huh? All his subordinates are dead... He... you?"

"His ability is quite useful." Rin replied happily, "Should be able to help (Mr. Nakahara) a little bit, don't worry, he is now like the heroine who lost his memory in a TV series, he only remembers himself besides normal life To repay the Hong Kong gangsters who saved him in the partisan chaos, I have top-notch brainwashing skills."

The researcher's eyes changed.

This...huh?Um?Nothing seems right here...

No, but Hong Kong blacks don't seem to need to pay attention to humanities and morals...

"Okay, I'm going back, you can write a report." Rin left a word lightly and left, and threw the rest... stall to the person in charge without hesitation.

After Rin returned to Nakahara Chuya's office, he asked.

"I have contributed to Hong Kong black." Rin put down the game in his hand and said seriously.

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh? Aren't you..." Did you have a cup of tea at Sister Hongye's place?

"Sister Hongye is going out." Speaking of this Rin's expression was still a little lost, she immediately reacted and continued to press the phone to prevent the character from suddenly dying and wasting her resurrection medicine, "Mr. Zhongyuan, do you know what is coming soon?"

"Ah? Spring? Do you want to see cherry blossoms?" Nakahara Nakaya didn't realize it all at once.

Rin glanced at him, didn't speak, and didn't look up until the game was over.

"Does Mr. Nakahara like chocolate?"

"Chocolate... so-so, it's too sweet... wait!" Nakahara Zhongya replied subconsciously, but his eyes changed in the middle of speaking.

He remembered, after all, time passes quickly after the new year, that is to say... it seems that the annual Valentine's Day is approaching.

There was hesitation in Rin's eyes.

"Really...Since Mr. Nakahara doesn't like it..."

"Wait a minute? I didn't say I don't like it, I accept whatever you do!"

Rin stared at him in silence for a while, seeing that Nakahara Chuya was dripping with sweat on the back of his head, and when she started to feel apprehensive, she sighed and smiled.

"I know, I will make some liqueur chocolate in moderation, and I hope that Mr. Zhongyuan will not dislike my heart."

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong also replied firmly.

……

When it was Valentine's Day, Nakahara Zhong also came home and found that there was a strong aroma coming from the kitchen, and the smell had almost permeated the whole house. He went in suspiciously and took a look, and was overwhelmed by the amount of chocolate inside.

"You want to do so much?!"

While stirring a small part of the solution in the pot, Rin turned her face to the side and replied.

"Eh? I've already made Mr. Zhongyuan's liqueur chocolate. This is a gift for Hong Kong black colleagues and some of my friends..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also couldn't believe it: "Is it too much?! No need, you don't need to give those people, they don't like to eat these."

He immediately decided to reject this heavy heart on behalf of his subordinates.

Rin blinked.

"is it?"

"Yes." Nakahara didn't hesitate to forget those people in his mind who had no resistance to Rin's handmade desserts.

"I know." Rin saw that the one in his hand was almost ready, turned around and took out the bonbon chocolate that she had succeeded in the morning from the refrigerator, and took a heart-shaped one and handed it to Chuya Nakahara's mouth, looking at it with bright eyes with him.

Zhong Yuan opened his mouth and bit down... with a serious expression.

It's not so much a simple heartfelt gift... It's better to say that this craft is too professional and has far surpassed the level of normal chocolate. Even if it is sold in a cabinet, it can be sold at a good price.

So professional Rin! ! !

Rin: "Huh?"

"Good job." Nakahara Chuya raised his forehead.

It's better to say that it's so good that he doesn't know how to evaluate it...

After all, there used to be members of the Hong Kong Hero who proudly showed off and said that although their girlfriends made chocolates, they were full of heart...Nakahara also felt that he might never know what it was like in his life.