Miss Izumi

Nakahara Chuya was greatly frightened.

That kind of impact was like a tsunami, the rumbling sound was deafening, it made his brain freeze, his scalp was numb, and he didn't know what expression to make on his face.

Although he can't remember much, those few short clips are enough to make him blush and shocked.

He never expected that he would have a day of drunken sex.

On this side, Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded, and on the other side of the room, Quan was squatting in the corner of the door counting the fluff on the carpet.

The clothes on his body were torn by violence, and he couldn't wear them out to meet people.Originally, he wanted to ask the men in black guarding the door if they could help him get his clothes, but Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up at this time.

It's okay for Zhong Yuanzhong to wake up, but his expressionless face and deep eyes look like a mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of the building, just looking at it makes people feel frightened.

The other party wants to crush him to death, but the matter of moving his little finger is not worth mentioning so easily.Therefore, Quan was trembling and did not dare to speak rashly, for fear of offending him.

He had a fever and his throat was dry and itchy. Even though he tried his best to cover his mouth to hold his breath, his cough still overflowed uncontrollably.

Hearing his cough, Zhong Yuanzhong finally came back to his senses.

He saw Quan squatting in a small group in the corner by the door, feeling very complicated.He tried to say something to break the silence, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

Ask someone to come and sit down instead of squatting on the floor?

But he just took a look, and Quan was so scared that he didn't dare to lift his head. If he said this, would the other party cry on the spot?

It doesn't seem impossible.

Apologize to him that he didn't mean it?

nonsense!Things have become like this, is it useful to say that it is not intentional? !If an apology could solve the problem, all the policemen in the world would have lost their jobs a long time ago!

Tsk, thinking about it makes my head feel big.

If the person sleeping here was a flirtatious call girl, Zhong Yuanzhong wouldn't be so entangled.But the key point is that in his eyes, Quan is a pure and harmless little white flower—the kind who has a heart so wide that he can run a horse and even send him a good person card.

He, he, he... Why did he get so drunk all of a sudden that he fell asleep? ? ?

It couldn't be worse.

When Nakahara Chuya had a headache, the voice of his subordinates came from the door that was opened a crack: "Mr. Chuya? Are you awake?"

He cleared his throat, picked up the clothes thrown on the ground, and while putting them on, he responded to the subordinates outside: "What's the matter?"

As he said that, his eyes turned to Quan who was squatting in the corner with his head buried.Noticing that the other party's clothes were very messy, he added: "Let's just say that, don't come in for now."

"Ah, yes..."

The man in black and Zhongyuan Zhong also reported that the person who placed the bug was very cautious, and there were no fingerprints or suspicious marks on it.

After Hong Kong black technicians successfully cracked the signal sent by the monitor and located the signal receiving device, they immediately launched a hunt.

Unexpectedly, the operatives finally surrounded the "target" that was running around, only to find that it turned out to be an extremely fast stray dog ​​- the monitoring signal receiving device was hanging around its neck at that time.

The clues here are naturally broken.

"Dog?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips unhappily.

At this time, he suddenly thought of the bar owner who hadn't seen anyone last night. He felt that there was something wrong with his intuition, so he ordered the matter: "Check, see where this guy went. Also, who has he come into contact with recently?" Man, whatever you do, don't let it go!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate received the order and was about to retreat, but he heard Zhong Yuan Zhong also coughed and said, "Go to the nearest clothing store and buy two sets of clothes for girls."

Quan, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "I have my own clothes, and I put them in the logistics department."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The members of the Hong Kong gangsters standing outside the door were silent.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his temples with a headache, and said, "Then go and get her clothes."

"Yes!"

The two members split up, one went to check on the bar owner, the other went to the logistics office, and soon there was no sound outside the door.

Nakahara Chuya and Quan looked at each other.

The latter snorted, his cheeks puffed up like a bun, and he quickly turned his head to the side, obviously still angry.

"..." Now he was more courageous.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, waved to him, and said, "Aren't you tired of squatting there? Come and sit."

Quan said in a firm tone, "I'm not tired!"

"……"Ugh.

All right, accept it, it was his fault in the first place.

Nakahara Nakaya got up and went to the bathroom, and when he came back, he found that Quan was still squatting with his head buried in the same place.He said as he poured himself water, "I thought you'd take this opportunity to run away."

Quan muttered unhappily: "You have torn your clothes into rags, can I go out and meet people?"

"...Cough!" Zhong Yuanzhong also choked on the water he had just swallowed, and it took him a while to recover from his cough.

I don't know whether it was because of the lack of oxygen due to coughing or something else, his face, ears, and neck were almost red, like a boiled prawn.

That's why this guy squatted there and didn't dare to move?

Thinking of this, in addition to being helpless, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt guilty.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing Quan's cough, Zhongyuan, who was still guilty just now, put aside his extra thoughts, frowned, and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Quan was out of breath from coughing, so naturally he couldn't make up his mind to respond to him.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his coat, and when he opened it, he saw several missed calls - it was his subordinate who called last night, and was going to report the results of the monitor investigation to him.

He quickly edited and sent an email, then got up and walked in front of Quan, shook off the long coat in his hand, and put his head on the latter.

Izumi felt his head go dark, and in the next second he was covered tightly and airtight by Nakahara Chuya's coat, as if he had hid in a safe house.

He was shaking from coughing.His body fluctuated greatly, and the coat that was on him should have been shaken off.But after Central Plains also used different abilities, this is not a problem.

Nakahara Nakaya looked down at Quan with complicated eyes.

When Quan's cough subsided and his voice became softer, he said, "What happened last night...I'm sorry."

There were no redundant explanations, no excuses and justifications, he knew that the other party didn't want to hear it, and even if he said it, it was meaningless.He just apologized, his tone serious and solemn, and every syllable carried a heavy weight.

Although Quan's cough stopped, his body trembling did not weaken at all.

Not long after, Zhong Yuanzhong also heard whimpers like small animals coming from under the jacket.

He cried softly and intermittently, and it could be heard that he was trying to control his emotions.But things backfired, and in the end there would still be one or two cries, which sounded pitiful.

Nakahara Nakaya sat cross-legged beside Quan, stretched out his hand silently, and rubbed his head through his coat.

It was as if some kind of switch had been turned on at this moment. Quan cried out for a while, then stopped suppressing himself and began to cry loudly.

Once this opening is opened, the vented emotions can easily be restrained.While crying, Quan said loudly full of resentment: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! I said it hurts, but you just won't stop!"

These words were like an invisible big hand slapping him twice on the face.Zhong Yuanzhong also bit his lower lip hard, the blood color looming.

The hand by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, so strong that his bulging veins could be seen even through a layer of gloves.

However, his hand resting on Quan's head did not change, it was still like coaxing a child, patting the latter's head lightly, full of consolation.

"I'm sorry." He apologized again, with a deep voice, sighing, "It's all my fault."

After venting presumptuously, Quan gradually quieted down, but he was still sobbing.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand, and the paper box controlled by the supernatural power suddenly appeared in front of him.He was about to hand it to Quan to wipe away his tears.Unexpectedly, Quan fell to the ground with a "plop" without warning.

"?!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, and quickly pushed him, "Hey! What's wrong with you? Hey!"

Quan didn't respond at all.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled off the coat covering his face, he was relieved to see that the person was still breathing.

At this time, he also noticed that Quan's face was flushed abnormally, and his exhalation was scorching hot.He had a bad feeling, took off his gloves, and touched Tanquan's forehead.

"It's hot!"

This guy has a fever!

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.Then he sent an email to his subordinates earlier, and the common cold medicine he asked him to buy probably wouldn't have much effect.

It seems that it is better to go directly to the hospital.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand, ready to pick him up from the ground.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Quan's arm, Quan's arm trembled suddenly, and his eyes slowly opened, but there was no sign of expression inside.

Unconsciously, he said in a weak voice: "Mr. Chuya...it hurts..."

"!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback.

For a moment, a fragment of memory came to mind.

In the clip, Quan hugged him tightly, leaned his head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear with tears: Chuya, sir...it hurts...

The memory was broken here, and Zhong Yuanzhong naturally came back to his senses.

Judging from this appearance, Quan should not be fully awake, such a reaction is only subconscious.

But the question is, what kind of atrocities did he experience that made him form such a conditional launch?

Realizing this, Zhong Yuanzhong gritted his molars tightly, and scolded himself again in his heart.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "It's okay, I'm just going to take you to the hospital."

"...hospital?" Quan reacted for a while, as if thinking about what it was.

"Yes, the hospital." Zhongyuan Zhong also wrapped his long coat tightly, and picked him up from the ground neatly.He has been exercising all year round, and the person in his arms is so light and weightless to him.

But before he walked out the door, Quan struggled and said, "I'm not going to the hospital..."

Although this struggle is nothing to him, and he can be suppressed with supernatural powers when he thinks about it, but Quan showed great resistance to the matter of "going to the hospital", which made Zhong Yuanzhong unable to help asking. "Why don't you want to go to the hospital?"

Quan did not answer this question, but kept repeating the same sentence - "I will not go to the hospital".

It's just that, of course, it's not enough to dispel Zhongyuan Zhongya's idea of ​​sending him to the hospital.

But... Seeing Izumi crying silently, Nakahara finally sighed, carried him back to the sofa, and put him down.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and called his subordinate, asking him to buy some antipyretics.He went to the bathroom by himself, intending to apply a cold compress to Quan with a wet towel.

Right behind him, Izumi lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, there should be guests at home...

At this moment, the doorway of the basement where Mizuno's grandparents lived was what Izumi was thinking about.

"I know, I know, isn't it just to confirm the safety of 'Sister Koizumi'? It's a very simple matter, and Kunikida-kun has to say it three or four times before he will give up..."

As soon as the words fell, a growl came from the receiver: "I'm telling you! Get back to work after confirming!"

"Oh, the signal in the basement is not very good, so that's it, bye~" Dazai Osamu finished in one breath, and before his partner on the other side could say anything, he hung up the phone.

Osamu Dazai looked at the door in front of him and knocked, "Sister Koizumi~ I'm here to play with you!"

After waiting for a while, there was no response from inside.

"I can't help it..." Dazai Osamu sighed, and then... took out a hairpin from his jacket pocket, and opened the door easily.

"I'm coming in! Good morning..." Osamu Dazai stood at the door, and immediately saw Chotaro Mizuno lying on the tatami in the small room, "Grandpa Mizuno, and... Sister Koizumi who hasn't returned yet."