When the double black penetrates the if line

"Passengers of flight A745901, please fasten your seat belts, and turn off your mobile phones, computers and other electronic appliances or switch them to flight mode. This flight is about to depart, please do not leave your seat and walk around during takeoff, thank you for your cooperation."

"I repeat, passengers on flight A745901, please fasten your seat belts..."

It wasn't until he fastened his seat belt according to the instructions on the broadcast that Zhongyuan Zhong also had a little sense of reality with his feet on the ground.

This is the business class of a plane. The official voice of the announcer is repeated on the radio. Apart from that, there is no sound in the white cabin.

The passengers were either looking at the scenery outside the window, or flipping through the magazines in their hands boredly and quietly. The young and beautiful stewardess walked through the aisle in the middle, with rhythmic light footsteps on the heels.

On the seat next to Nakahara Chuya, Osamu Dazai leaned lazily in the airplane chair, his black hair reflected in a mess on the blue fabric.He narrowed his iris-colored eyes slightly, like a lazy cat, half-turned his head and was concentrating on every move of Nakahara Chuya.

"So...we're going to Italy just like that?" Nakahara Nakahara could feel Dazai Osamu's eyes almost congealed, and couldn't help but opened his mouth to break the frozen silence between the two.

After getting news from Akiko Yosano at the Armed Detective Agency, the two confirmed that the headquarters of the Vongola Mafia, including its leader, is now in Italy, and they booked the next flight from Yokohama to Italy without stopping. .

In less than three hours, the two of them had completed the ticket inspection, boarded the flight, and were about to take off.

Although it wasn't the first time that he acted so fast, Nakahara was still somewhat surprised by Dazai Osamu's swift action.

As the gravity envoy of Hong Kong and black, Zhongyuan Zhong is not very used to flying.One reason is that he can control gravity himself. Compared with sitting in a small cabin and ascending to the clouds, he can easily fly with his own supernatural power.The second is because since he became a cadre, Zhongya Nakahara has basically stayed in Yokohama, and there is no chance to go overseas for missions.

As a result, he is not very familiar with a series of processes such as air ticket purchase and passenger inspection, and sometimes he is almost dragged by Dazai Osamu to complete a series of operations and requirements.Now that he finally recovered from the turmoil and boarded the plane, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, suddenly feeling a strong sense of unreality.

"To Italy..." he repeated softly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also only knows a little about the country of Italy, but he has never been there in person.The name was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai turned his head completely in the direction of Chuya Nakahara, and said with a smile, "Isn't this very good, and by the way, you can also travel overseas, as if the two of us are finally together commemoration."

He then added: "After all, when we return to the original world, we probably won't have such free and free time."

indeed.

If one day returns to the original world, then Zhong Yuanzhong will definitely return to Hong Kong and Hei, and Osamu Dazai will become a member of the Armed Detective Agency again.

Will Chief Sen allow one of the five Hong Kong black cadres to fall in love with the former cadre who defected and the current member of the opposing organization?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it carefully, and typed a negative answer to this question.

At that time, it is estimated that even if Osamu Dazai is free, Nakahara will definitely be entrusted with many tasks and endless paperwork, and he will be so busy that he will not be able to do without it.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who has always been a model worker in Hong Kong and black, worked diligently overtime every day, never took a vacation and had no complaints, also felt a little impatient with work in his heart for the first time.

So some people say that falling in love makes people slack and blind... probably that's what they mean.

I don't know how to explain the relationship between him and Osamu Dazai to Chief Mori at that time.

Nakahara also respected Chief Mori from the bottom of his heart, so after learning the real reason why Osamu Dazai left Gang Hei, and now that he and Osamu Dazai finally came to this stage of relationship, Nakahara didn't know how to face him again. To the leader of Mori, how to explain to the leader.

He responded sullenly: "Yes."

"What, are you unhappy again?" Dazai Osamu keenly noticed that Nakahara Nakata's mood was also declining, and couldn't help poking his side face, "Are you thinking about things in our original world?"

"That's right." Nakahara Nakaya slapped Dazai Osamu's restless hand away lazily, but he didn't put much force on it, "When I return to Ganghei, I don't know how to tell Chief Mori's relationship between the two of us."

"Well... you can tell him that after the two of us fell into the parallel world together, we suddenly became passionate and affectionate, and it was right at once." Osamu Dazai thought about it, and said in a very serious tone, " So after you were [wow——] a few times by me, the two of us got together naturally."

"...What's the reason?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't hold back, and rolled his eyes, but the original troubles in his heart were swept away.He said with some vigilance, "Also, what did the masking word you just refer to?"

Osamu Dazai's expression was very innocent: "What else could it be? Kiss, of course. Didn't Zhong decide to be together after kissing me a few times?"

"Really?" Nakahara also looked at Osamu Dazai suspiciously, but his intuition told him that there seemed to be something wrong.

"Of course it's true." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Just repeat what I just said to Mori Ogai, and if he disagrees, just tell him—"

Osamu Dazai cleared his throat, and imitated Chuya Nakahara's tone of voice: "Boss, Osamu Dazai entrusted me to tell you that if you don't allow me to be with my dear Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai will cherish you forever Throw away all 343 small dresses of Alice~"

Nakahara Chuya's expression became indescribable: "...What kind of nasty name is this? Dear Osamu Dazai? And why do you know that the leader has kept 343 sets of small foreign dresses for Alice?!"

"Isn't it very simple." Dazai Osamu smiled slyly, "According to Mori Ogai's perverted preferences, he must go to buy various skirts for Alice every week. There are only a few famous children's clothing stores in Yokohama , I can know how many skirts Mori Ogai has bought, what style they are, and where they are treasured by him with my eyes closed.”

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"...Then you are really careful." He looked at Dazai Osamu, something very complicated was hidden in his eyes, "You can know which are the most famous children's clothing stores in Yokohama with your eyes closed. Do you understand that you are actually interested in this aspect?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"Chuya is really disgusting!" Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and continued to refute, "Of course it's because Chuya looks so good in a skirt. I've been thinking about what kind of skirt to buy for Chuya since a long time ago. That's good."

"Ah..." Nakahara Nakaya sarcastically exposed Osamu Dazai's nonsense, and said, "Then you are really good at it, young girl clothing store, do you think I can wear it well in my current figure?"

"Because I thought so when we first formed a partner." Dazai Osamu didn't blush, "Chuya was about the same age as Alice at that time, and you must be able to wear what Alice can wear."

"Besides, Mori Ogai was still my teacher in name at that time, and the clothes he chose for Alice must be the best." Osamu Dazai said plausibly, "I just need to pay a little attention to know where Mori Ogai usually goes. Looking at a few clothing stores, looking at the beautiful skirts and wanting to wear Nakahara Chuya, isn't this a normal idea?"

Nakahara Chuya: "...All right."

You and Boss Mori really deserve to be two masters and apprentices, even with similar interests and hobbies.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with Osamu Dazai anymore, and he didn't want to learn from Osamu Dazai how long ago the plan to put himself in women's clothing had been planned, so he turned his head and wanted to close his eyes and rest.

However, before he could close his eyes, he noticed a figure from the corner of his eyes.It was probably a boy around the age of a primary school student, and his back flashed by, so he couldn't see it clearly.

"... Was someone eavesdropping just now?" Nakahara Chu also muttered to himself, and then he couldn't help complaining softly, "It's over, it's really not good for such a young child to hear what Dazai said. Will it pollute the pure flowers of the motherland?"

In front of two rows of seats, Conan lay prone on his seat, his heart beating like a drum in his chest.

He sat down, fastened his seat belt, and couldn't help but echo the conversation he heard before.

——"Chuya looks so good in a skirt, I can't help but want to put it on for Chuya."

——"I thought so when we first formed a partner. Of course, Chuya could wear a girl's costume at that time."

――"Isn't it normal for Chuya to want to wear a beautiful dress when she sees it?"

He couldn't help covering his face, and the door to a new world was opened in his heart.

If he read correctly just now, the person named Chuya is a man, and he is also a man with a long body that does not feel feminine at all.

And the black-haired man sitting next to him was obviously also a man.

Conan has been dealing with people from the Black Organization for a long time, and his vision of seeing people has become more and more accurate, and his perception of danger has become more and more sensitive.When the two men behind him sat down for the first time, Conan felt that there was something wrong with their aura, which was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

So with a tentative heart in mind, he poked his head out from the side of the chair to listen to the conversation between the two.

Especially for that black-haired man, the aura around him was particularly wrong, which made Conan's heart ring loudly.

But Conan never expected that he just leaned out casually, and heard such a perverted speech from the black-haired man who looked serious on the surface.

……wear a skirt?

Conan couldn't help it, and forced a big red face.