Miss Izumi

When passing by the suspect, Quan smelled a faint smell of blood.

But this person was clean, it didn't look like he had any fresh wounds.If the doctor himself was injured, it is impossible for him not to deal with it.

There are many patients in the hospital, and he is a doctor who often contacts patients. Isn't he worried that bacteria or viruses will come in through the wound and infect himself?

And if he treated the wound, besides the smell of blood, it is impossible that there is no smell of disinfectant or wound medicine.

Therefore, the smell of blood did not come from him.

If he had just been in contact with a patient, how much bleeding did the other party have, and how long did the doctor stay with the patient before he could leave the smell of blood on the doctor?

And the most important thing is... His pair of disposable rubber gloves looked clean, not like he had just treated a patient's wound.

Therefore, Quan thinks there is something wrong with this doctor.

Quan reminded Nakahara Chuya that the other party arranged the room in such a high-profile manner, using the psychology of discoverers and investigators.

The room is full of blood, both the visual and olfactory impacts are amazing.Under such circumstances, ordinary people would not hesitate on the question of "whether the victim is alive" even if they have doubts about "is there really so much blood on a person's body?" A thing without a doubt.After all, if there are no dead people, how can there be so much blood?

But this is a hospital with a blood bank.

The other party arranged such a murder scene with extremely strong visual effects, making the latecomers think that someone had already been killed in the ward.Then when they see the person covered by the quilt on the hospital bed, they will naturally think that the person is dead.

When they were caught off guard and lifted the quilt, they would definitely be shocked to see the patient who was still alive and had a bomb strapped to his body.

Of course, the person who was most frightened in the whole incident was the victim who was covered with a bomb and covered under a blood-splashed quilt.

It's bad taste, but it's also provocative.

That's what Quan thought of first.

The other party will choose to attack in the Hong Kong and Black hospitals, which means that this is clearly aimed at them.

The port mafia is very popular, and things like this don't happen once or twice.

It's just... which side started to make moves this time?

Since the bar incident last time killed a group of people and dealt with them, the local illegal organizations in Yokohama have been very law-abiding recently.

So overseas?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the report he saw some time ago, saying that there seemed to be some changes in the West.

Is it related to this matter?

But that's something to consider later.

After Quan returned the phone to Xu Wanghuan, he walked to the window.

The blue and clear sky is vast, so high and so far away.

The cotton-like white clouds slowly drifted past his eyes without leaving any trace.

He stared out of the window, emptied his mind, and let himself wander in the clear blue sky without thinking about anything for a while.

"Is Quan worried about that... Mr.?"

Fujioka Haruki walked up to Izumi at some point, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky like him.

Quan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "His name is Zhongye, isn't it a cute name?"

Fujioka Haruhi: "... okay?"

Adjectives like cute...can it really be applied to that imposing mafia boss who walks like a wind?

Izumi put his arms on the window frame, propped his chin, and said with a light smile, "Mr. Chuya is very powerful, don't worry, Haruhi."

"This sentence seems to be from me. Isn't Quan the one who is worried?"

Quan waved his hand, with a look of "how is that possible": "Why would I worry about Mr. Chuya? I know how powerful he is."

"Hmm... is that so?" Haruhi Fujioka nodded, as if he really believed it.But when she changed her voice, she said something that made Quan stunned.

"You look at the sky, as if you are waiting for something, are you waiting for him to come back?"

"?!"

Izumi's pupils trembled, and he looked at Haruhi Fujioka in surprise.

"Why... does Chunfei think so?" He said inexplicably, with confusion in his voice that he didn't even notice.

"Ah... why do you want to say..." Haruhi Fujioka thought for a while in distress, "I can see it...? It's like a person is happy when he is happy, and sad when he is sad... The expression on his face is just like that. Tell me."

"..." Except for his deliberate pretense in the past, this was the first time someone said that his thoughts were clearly written on his face.

……Wait a moment?

What is "thoughts are written on the face"?

Isn't this an admission that he is really waiting for someone to come back, as Haruhi Fujioka said? !

Quan was taken aback by his own thoughts.

what happened?Why does he have such an idea?It shouldn't be...

Quan, who was in deep thought, was brought back to his senses by the explosion sound from the high sky outside the window.

He looked at the black cloud that exploded in mid-air, and said to himself: "I'm just waiting for this moment..." That's right, the bomb detonated safely, so that he can truly ensure his own safety.

His voice is low, and he doesn't know whether he is convincing Haruhi Fujioka or himself.

In the black gunpowder smoke, an extremely fast sharp arrow suddenly shot out.

Taking a closer look, it was actually a figure.

The ochre-colored hair fluttered wantonly in the collision of air currents, extremely dazzling.

But that figure didn't stay in the air for too long, because the sound of the bomb attracted countless onlookers, and he was too conspicuous floating in the air without being restrained by gravity.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also about to return to the ward just now, but for some reason, he suddenly looked in a certain direction.

At a glance, he caught a certain guy lying on the window - the other party was also looking at him.

What's interesting is that the moment the eyes met, the little bastard turned his head away and stopped looking at him, whether it was a coincidence or on purpose.

Huh?

Some subtle feelings suddenly appeared in Zhongyuan Zhongye's heart.I can't tell you what it felt like, but...it wasn't very cool.

After dealing with the bomb, he handed over the follow-up work to his subordinates. Nakahara Nakaya, as he said, went to the room where Haru Fujioka and the others were staying to pick up the spring.

The scene seen through the window before seemed to be an illusion.The little bastard was still talking and laughing with him, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

But Nakahara Zhong also keenly discovered that as soon as he looked at him, Quan would subconsciously look away.However, he switched very naturally. If Zhongyuan Zhong hadn't paid special attention to this matter, he might not have noticed it.

After several times in a row, Zhong Yuanzhong also came to a conclusion: Is this little bastard hiding from him?

What's the matter? This is, it was fine before, but...you even took the initiative to kiss him...

Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his face, puzzled.

With the attack on the hospital, Zhongyuan Zhong also had to return to Hong Kong as soon as possible, report the incident to Mori Ogai, and confirm whether his conjecture was superfluous by the way.

If it was true as he thought, and the business at the stall on the west side was getting bigger and bigger, maybe...he would go on a long trip soon.

And this time, I can't come back for ten days and a half months, and it may take two or three months longer.

If it was said that in the past, he was the only one in the family, it meant that he could leave without worrying about other things.

But now, the house lives in a rabbit that can only jump, or maybe a delicate Persian cat.

It hasn't been two days since I brought it home, and the other party doesn't even know the family very well.Even now, there is still a little awkwardness with him for unknown reasons.

If I don't care about anything and go on a business trip for a few days, it's hard to guarantee that this little bastard won't be happy with a few beautiful cakes and then go to someone else's house.

Thinking carefully about how long they had known each other, and thinking about the little bastard's suitors... It seems that it is not impossible.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sent Quan back home, and explained to him that he was going to Hong Kong to continue investigating the hospital attack, so he would not have dinner with him.

Quan was not surprised by this, and nodded to show that he knew.

It's just that when he was about to get off the car, Zhong Yuan Zhongya suddenly grabbed his hand.

Quan froze for a moment, and then heard the other party say: "What's wrong?"

"What... what's wrong?" Quan looked at him, his face was full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why he raised such a question inexplicably.

"..." Still pretending.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him blankly for a while.

His eyes made Quan's heart tremble, and he was about to say something to fool him, but Zhong Yuanzhong also let him go first.

No, although he let go of his hand, he directly used the supernatural power.

Quan was manipulated by his ability and sat on his lap uncontrollably.

Zhongyuan Zhongye recently drove SUVs with ample space, so Quan didn't feel cramped when he sat in it, but just felt uncomfortable, with his hands on his shoulders, trying to hide but unable to hide.

"It was fine before, why did you suddenly get into trouble with me?" Zhong Yuanzhong also bluntly expressed his doubts.

"..." Quan's eyes wandered, and he muttered, "It's nothing..."

"It's nothing?" Who are you fooling? This is, "Why are you sulking? Let me hear it?"

"Have you said it all!" Quan was furious this time.

Hey, the little bastard has a big temper.

"Then why don't you dare to look at me?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked the key point.

"Who said I dare not? Nonsense!"

"Oh~" Zhong Yuanzhong also dragged his tone, "Then look."

So Quan glared at him, snorted disdainfully, and quickly looked elsewhere.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." She's pretty cute, what's going on?

In the end, Quan got out of the car angrily, his footsteps were so hard that he seemed to stomp through the floor.In addition, his face was red, his lips were moist, and there was a slight red mark on his neck.

Zhong Yuan, who was in a good mood, drove to the port mafia and soon got into work.

After some investigation, combined with the reports sent by the subordinates before, the Central Plains Central Committee can basically confirm that the problem with the hospital attack this time is indeed on the West side.

He went to the chief's office with the results, and then unsurprisingly received a mission to go to the west to suppress the little chaos.

Because there is still a little preliminary work to be prepared—it’s a trivial matter, and it can be done by leaving it to the subordinates—so Mori Ogai simply gave Chuya Nakahara a day off and asked him to talk to his "family".

While being teased by his own leader, Nakahara Chuya murmured in his heart, could it be that this business trip will take longer than he imagined?But it's only two or three months, right?

He didn't know that this business trip took him half a year.

And as soon as he got back, he found that nasty mackerel, Osamu Dazai, had been captured by the Port Mafia.

It turned out that the other party had been hiding in the Armed Detective Agency all these years, and his little bastard had also assisted him in handling several cases—that is to say, the two of them had always been in contact, but he didn't know it.Even the two of them got together secretly to speak ill of him.

But Zhongyuan Zhong was also very angry.

So that night, he pressed the little bastard on the bed and gave him a good spanking.

Of course, this is a story.