Miss Izumi

In the city is another prisoner hidden in this latest serial murder case.

The two detective agencies informed the police of the incident, and successfully retrieved the surveillance video of a certain section of the road—that is, near the coffee shop where Quan worked—in the past week.

By observing the photos of Izumi secretly photographed in Chuanze’s mobile phone album, and speculating from angles, light intensity, and shadow orientation, Osamu Dazai quickly figured out the location and approximate time of the photo in the city at that time, and then obtained from the monitoring Locked up a car.

Osamu Dazai pointed at the car and said to the police, "Arrest people."

Osamu Dazai, who was stretching his muscles and bones, noticed that Izumi had sent him an email.

There is only one photo in the email, and it is a very beautiful fondant cake at first glance.But Osamu Dazai took a closer look and knew that the focus of this photo was not the cake, but the small string of license plate numbers at the corner that was about to fall out of the camera.

It was an unfamiliar license plate.

Taking advantage of the surveillance camera near the coffee shop provided by the police, Osamu Dazai took the license plate number given by Izumi and found the black car that was parked diagonally opposite the coffee shop from the surveillance camera.

Naturally, he also noticed that before the rose in Shanjing's hand burned, the window of the car suddenly lowered.

Although there is no problem with the monitoring with the naked eye, Osamu Dazai knows in his heart that the bouquet of roses will ignite, and it is probably caused by this guy.

When he saw a gloved hand protruding from the car window holding a cigarette, Osamu Dazai showed a "sure enough" expression on his face.

He couldn't restrain his schadenfreude smile, he quickly replied to Quan's email, and asked hypocritically: "I seem to be entangled by some strange guy, do you need help?"

Seeing Dazai Osamu's reply, Izumi had a pretty good idea.

Now the two detective agencies are investigating the serial murder case, Jonai has not been arrested yet, if the license plate number he took before was from Jonai, then Osamu Dazai would not react in this way.

Sure enough, next, Osamu Dazai sent him the license plate number in the city, and reminded him to stay away before calling the police after seeing it.

From this point of view, the guy who followed him before should be that person.

Izumi was thinking while clearing all his incoming and outgoing emails.

but……

Why would he do this?

At that time, Quan had said something like "We owe nothing to anyone" to him, and that guy should have heard what he meant.

And the other party has his own pride no matter what, it's impossible to pester him like Shan Jing, and even come to follow him in person? !Become a stalker?

People in the Central Plains are not like that.

Quan is very sure of this.So putting aside all personal factors, Zhong Yuanzhong will follow him, it can only be related to work.

If it is a job, what does the Hong Kong black want from him?

With amnesia, he can be said to have nothing, and in the eyes of Hong Kong and Heihe, he is just an "ordinary person" without supernatural powers, and the benefits he can bring to them are minimal... No, it should be said to be negative—after all, he is empty-handed Just set up eleven bottles of good wine from Nakahara Chuya, and asked the other party to provide Mizuno Chotaro with the opportunity to live in a private nursing home for free.

Looking at it this way, why did the Hong Kong gangsters come to him, and it was Zhongya Zhongyuan who had "had a relationship" with him?

Quan's first thought was: what did they discover from their pre-amnesia self.

It's either a benefit, or a lie, or... both.

Quan bit his lower lip lightly.

This may be an opportunity for him, a chance to get back his lost memory...

Of course, he also needs to prepare for the worst situation.

There are thousands of turns in the mind, but the reality is only a moment.

Quan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because... he saw a shadow.

The street lamp behind him looked over, and the shadow fell on the ground, already stacked at the foot of Quan.

Obviously, the other party is not far away from him.

What Ke Quan thought of was not "danger" or "running", but the roses burning outside the coffee shop and the idiot who lost his hand on the subway.

A light flashed in his mind.

Rather than...

In the eyes of outsiders, Quan just stayed in place for a moment, and then changed his slow look when checking emails before, and suddenly started running.

The man behind him seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but soon, he also started running.

The man's steps were bigger and faster, and the distance between him and the spring was shortened in a short while.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer behind him, Quan ran into the alley around the corner in a panic.

The alley was dark and quiet, only the sound of messy footsteps and his own panting could be heard.

With every breath, the trachea is like being scraped by a sharp knife, stinging endlessly.Quan couldn't run anymore, but the sound of footsteps approaching behind him made him dare not stop at all.

The surrounding light was too weak, and there were stalkers chasing him behind him, coupled with the rapid loss of physical strength, Quan couldn't care about the road at all.Suddenly, he didn't know what he stepped on, his feet slipped, and he fell heavily to the ground.

He was stunned by the fall and lay on the ground for a long while.It wasn't until the stalker who was chasing him came to him that he regained consciousness and subconsciously wanted to get up.

But as soon as he raised his body with his hands, his ankle was grabbed by the stalker.

"Let me see, are you hurt?"

Hearing this voice, Izumi, who was gasping for breath, froze, and his voice trembled: "Mr. Shan, Sanjing...? Why, why is it you..."

"Why can't it be me?" Shanjing's voice was very calm, "I just want to ask, why did Quan run away? I won't harm you."

Quan couldn't help but swallowed, and stammered, "Si, if this is the case... Mr. Shanjing can, can you let go of my feet..."

"No, I haven't checked Izumi for any injuries yet." Shanjing's tone was light, but he could not refuse to refute.

Quan tentatively said, "I, I shouldn't be injured, so..."

Shanjing's hand went up, and his hand covered Izumi's broken knee. He pressed hard, and touched the warm liquid in his hand-it was Izumi's blood.

"It hurts!" Quan exhaled subconsciously in pain.

"Look, you are really hurt."

Quan quickly said: "It's just a small injury, I'll take care of it myself when I go back!"

Yamai fell silent suddenly.

He didn't speak, but it made Quan feel more and more uneasy.

"San, Yamai-san..."

"Why are you rejecting me?" Shanjing's voice interrupted Izumi coldly, "Why are you rejecting me!"

"Tell me! Why!"

Although the alley was dimly lit, Izumi couldn't see Sanjing's expression clearly, but he could feel from the tone of the other party's voice that his emotions were getting more and more agitated.

Quan kicked his hand away, got up and wanted to run forward, but was caught by Shan Jingyan quickly.

"let me go!"

Shan Jing ignored Quan's struggle, dragged him all the way to the depths of the alley, and then threw him to the corner with all his strength, while he blocked him in front of him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Quan wanted to shrink himself up, but Shanjing refused to let him, and reached out to grab his ankle, and Quan was pulled so that his head almost fell to the ground.

"I, I..." Quan said hurriedly, "I don't like you! I can't accept you!"

"After what happened during the day today, I figured it out." Shan Jing said quietly, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as I like you."

Quan really had no choice but closed his eyes and said loudly, "But I'm a boy!"

Shani's hand stopped suddenly.

Izumi saw that it was effective, and immediately repeated it: "Really, I'm really a boy! It's just because of some reasons..."

"I don't believe it..." Shanjing interrupted him in a erratic tone.

"I do not believe!"

With a roar, he rushed towards Quan directly.

"thorn"

"What are you doing!" Quan was so anxious that tears were about to come out, and his voice unconsciously brought a cry, and he kicked him, "Get out of here!"

"boom--"

A gust of wind flashed in front of him, and the mountain well that was pressing on him was like a cannonball. It flew out of the alley in the blink of an eye and hit the fence across the road heavily.

His body was deeply embedded in the wall, and there were spider web-like patterns around it.

The passers-by on the road were stunned for a moment, but when they came to their senses, they glanced in horror at the bottomless alley, and left in a hurry, for fear of being involved in some troublesome incident.

Deep in the alley.

Quan hugged his knees and curled up into a ball.He was covered with a large long coat, and the sobbing sound overflowed from it intermittently.

"..."

Nakahara Chuya folded his hands on his chest and looked down at him.

To be honest, he felt a strong sense of separation.

On the one hand, reason told him that Quan might not be as simple as he appeared.Even if he didn't make a move, this guy might be able to solve the current dilemma-as he saw in the video.

But on the other hand, when he saw Quan being bullied, he couldn't help being angry, and he always acted faster than consciously to rescue him.

His mind was in a mess, and his mood was also in a mess. He wanted to find two sandbags to vent his anger.However, he couldn't get away now.

After a long time, the weeping became smaller and smaller, and finally became inaudible.

Zhongyuan Zhong also exhaled a long breath, squatted down, and asked, "Can I still go?"

"I, my feet... yes, a little numb..." A voice as soft as a mosquito humming came out.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed again, this time helplessly.

He turned his back and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Like a rabbit, Quan sensed that it was safe outside, so he poked his head out of the safe house—actually the jacket.

"What are you dawdling about? Hurry up." Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered.

"Oh……"

Quan moved his body slowly, and the soreness of his numb feet made him burst into tears.

No, it's not just numb feet.

He gasped, and said aggrievedly, "Cramp, cramp..."

Chuya Zhongyuan: "..." I really owe you in my previous life!

Quan was wearing Nakahara Chuya's coat and was carried on his back, and walked steadily on the way home step by step.

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the little bastard's head was gradually tilted on his shoulder, and couldn't help reminding: "Hey, don't fall asleep! Believe it or not, I left you by the side of the road?"

"Hmm... um..." Quan replied vaguely, without any convincing.

"Hey! Hey!" Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped and shouted a few times, but he didn't get any response.

"..."

"You bastard is really..." Don't worry about him... Wait a minute, is he a good person?ah? ? ?

Zhong Yuan was also sulking on the sidelines.

And Quan, who he thought was asleep, was skillfully controlling his breathing while thinking in his mind: things were successfully completed as he expected.The person has been drawn out, so next... we should find a way to figure out why this guy came here.