Social animals don't deserve love

"You, you, you! Sister Fuxue, what are you doing here?! Do you know where this is!"

Just when I was hesitating whether to apply for a membership card of the Men's Public Relations Club, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me.

Turning around, Nakahara Nakahara, with a black hat, black suit and black coat, almost stared his blue eyes to the ground.There were a few people behind him, all of whom were clearly burly men, but they were posing in a girlish posture, and they were short of holding their cheeks in their hands and screaming high-pitched...

Is there something wrong with your port community?

Although Mr. Edward is a male publicist, he still bravely stepped forward to block me at this time: "Sir, Ms. Yada is our guest."

I think... it would be better without this sentence, when he said this, the followers behind Chuya suddenly looked fierce, and those pink girls just disappeared in an instant: "Do you know who you are talking to? "

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised a hand, and the voices of the big men disappeared.

"Are you happy? I'll send you out if I'm happy. In the future, you won't come to this kind of place. These people don't have a single word of truth in their mouths. I don't know how many women have been cheated and lost their fortunes. You..."

With a straight face, he tried hard to hold back his violent temper, and turned to the exit to signal me to move.

Considering that this male publicist did not abandon me to find a way out, I nodded and said goodbye to him, and at the same time I explained: "A client is spending money here, I just came to ask her a few questions. It's you, Chuya, at work?"

Hearing what I said, the orange-haired young man let out a sigh of relief: "I said, let's go. Is the place where you work okay? How can a woman walk in alone?"

Mr. Ranpo said that we want to be together, but the point is that I dare not!Isn't it obvious who suffers more in this sensual place!

After walking a few steps forward, he remembered something and turned his head towards the people behind him: "These are all my subordinates, and they will pay more attention to you next time if you come here."

"Oh, good day everyone."

I accepted his kindness, turned around and bowed my head to say hello to those burly men.These people took a few steps back and stammered that you are welcome, as if I am some kind of scourge that will jump up and bite people in the next second.Zhong Ye raised his eyebrows and reprimanded: "What does it look like!"

"No, Zhongyuan Gan... Ah, no, um, sir, do you want to take a break? There is a pastry shop with good reviews outside. You can invite this lady to sit for a while. Let us ask questions!"

This gentle and beautiful lady has nothing to do with the other world at first glance. The Central Plains cadres talked to her so much softer than usual. If you insist on saying nothing, who will believe it?In short, let's pretend that our Mori Club is a serious club, as for the rest, we will talk about it later...

The most intelligent looking big man bowed to me with a "snap": "Please!"

"No, no, no," I smiled back, and a group of men looked at each other at a loss and took half a step back.Chuya blushed: "I'm still working, I'll take you to have some snacks when I'm done?"

"It's really not necessary, I'm also at work, and my colleagues are still waiting outside." After an hour of agreement, if Mr. Luanbu couldn't sit still and ran in to find me, I don't know if I can make it before get off work today Back to the detective agency.

Zhong was also a little disappointed, but expressed his understanding: "Understood, I will send you out."

I went on a business trip for a few days after we met last time, and I just returned to Yokohama.I heard from Sister Hongye that a few rats came in recently in the Custom Street under the control of Hong Kong gangsters. Mr. Cadre, who couldn’t be idle, simply brought a few of his men over to check the situation. People who show up here.

But she just showed up, and she was still standing at the door of the biggest cowherd shop, and was carefully sent out by the top card inside.

In the end, it's not that he can't understand that ladies come to Fengsu Street to find a male publicist to express their distress, but... once this matter is equated with Sister Chuixue, it feels strange from head to toe, which makes him very uncomfortable.

——It's best for her to keep the pure white color, and don't get any spots.Sitting clean and smiling in the shade of a sunny tree with the comfort of a warm breeze.

"Is the new job going well?" Zhong also sent me to the intersection of Fengsu Street, looked around for a long time, and held back a sentence: "I forgot to ask for your mobile phone number last time. "

"Eh?" I was stunned: "I didn't give it to you?"

"You still have to ask again? Call me if you have something to do, and try to avoid coming here as much as possible."

He lowered his head and pulled off the brim of his hat: "I often go on business trips. If you want anything, just say it. It's always going back and forth. It's not troublesome to bring you something."

None wanted.

I don’t pursue luxury goods, and my clothing is mainly for home comfort. In my eyes, jewelry and the like are completely solidified pigments. If it is for ordinary daily use, there is no need to travel all the way from other places... After thinking about it There was nothing to say so as not to waste his kindness.

I recorded his number in the phone and hung up the call, marked the name and looked up with a smile: "Chocolate? Actually, I don't eat much. Heiqiao is okay, and the others are too sweet."

"Understood," Zhong Ye stared at the phone and poked the screen, turned around as if he hadn't heard the sudden sound of police sirens a few streets away, and was about to walk into Fengsu Street again.I thought about it, and stopped him aloud: "That..."

"Ok?"

The orange-haired youth stopped in his tracks, with a confused expression on his face.

"You... work smoothly... come and go safely?"

I don't know what else to say, the weapons hidden under the suits of his entourage are sure enough to make them go to the police station for years.

Is it so dangerous...

"Understood!" He waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I will definitely be fine."

The eyes under the brim of the hat are dancing with fire, and the stars are dotted, like the sun shining on the blue sea of ​​Yokohama.

"Sister Fuxue, take care of yourself..." Before he could finish his sentence, a dark figure walked slowly from the dark alley: "Mr. Chuya, the mission is completed, Boss notified me to come over."

Huh?Isn't this the black-clothed youth whose mugshot was treasured by Mr. Kunikida?That is, the one who poked a hole in the street for a thief but let me go.

It turns out that he and Zhong are also colleagues!

He stepped out of the darkness, as if he had solidified the blackness on his body, and the ends of his black hair hanging down his temples were snow-white.Looking carefully, he doesn't seem to be classified as a youth, but he seems to be living in a strange trap, and something is forcing him to act according to an invisible iron law.

"Mr. Chuya." The visitor didn't stop until he was less than two meters away. Obviously he saw me: "You are...that woman."

"Yes, yes! Thank you for helping me stop the thief last time. That bag contained the manuscript of a deceased friend of mine. Thanks to you, an editor is now looking at the manuscript! Thank you!"

I bowed to him and thanked him. Chuya looked like he wanted to ask something, but finally gave up: "Sister Chuuxue, go away, I have to go to work."

"Oh, okay, then I'll go first, see you next time. And this one, goodbye."

Keeping a smile that would not be seen by others, I slowly turned my back to them and left Fengsu Street completely.An hour is almost up, and I have to go and claim Mr. Ranpo from the pastry shop.

"Mr. Nakaya, is that woman a task that requires attention?"

The young man in black, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, the rabid dog of the port mafia, lowered his proud head in front of the cadres.

"Have you met her before? During the mission?" Nakahara asked back without explaining, Akutagawa shook his head: "I met her by chance on the street, she is too weak, she will be stolen by random thieves, and I will live completely in another place." A world."

——It doesn't even have the value of being killed, only the fact that it keeps its promise is quite eye-catching, and generally speaking, there is no need to pay attention to it.

"You're right, you do live in a different world. Let's go, first go and complete the boss's orders."

"Yes, Mr. Chuya."

The cold wind blows over the neon-flashing wrought-iron decorative signboards, and also blows over the pavement trampled by tourists. I don’t know which mouse will whine today.

"Mr. Ranpo, I'm back."

Back at the dim sum shop, I saw the famous detective still sitting on the seat, so I was relieved and stepped forward: "It's already done."

The number of empty plates on the table is still within an acceptable range, it seems that he is really controlling his intake of sweets.

"Then go back to the detective agency. Everyone has nothing to do today... I want to go back and read the serial comics."

He pushed back his chair and stood up to wait for my check, then we walked out of the shop together.As he was walking, he suddenly stopped: "You need the money, right? Go to the accountant and transfer the money for snacks and snacks by yourself. A detective can't remember it, he will forget it."

"Ah, well...it's okay, thank you, Mr. Ranpo."

Of course I will not be polite to him, in fact, I have already reminded Dr. Xie Ye of this matter.Mr. Ranpo has no common sense about daily life, and he will "bully" those who like to be close like a child.I haven't been in the Armed Detective Agency for less than a month, and the cost of bringing him snacks and refreshments has accumulated to a considerable extent.He is completely different from Mr. Dazai. Most active-minded people are extremely addicted to sweets, and they are not unreasonable nonsense.

"I had dessert just now, and I will drink more water later, and remember to brush your teeth well at night, otherwise I will never take you out for snacks again." I took advantage of his good mood to make a request, the famous detective with enough sugar It's unbelievably easy to talk: "Got it, pure water, tons, tons, you're so wordy."

Walking out of the tram station, the dim sum shop next to him was having a big sale again, and Mr. Ranpo's legs obviously couldn't move anymore.I couldn't help laughing and teased the "kids": "Oh, you can't buy it. If you buy it back, you will be punished if you buy it back!"

He made a grunt sound similar to Socrates' failure to beg for food, dragged his feet and hung his head in desperation: "I don't need to tell you...wisdom teeth, toothaches, etc., it's so annoying!"

When I heard the word "wisdom teeth", I felt as uncomfortable as being hit by an electric shock. After 3 minutes of silence, I made a suggestion: "Mr. Ranpo has wisdom teeth? Once the inflammation starts, go to a professional hospital for treatment as soon as possible, otherwise... "

Otherwise, the consequences would be too serious.

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Miss Xue today

still don't know

into one

what attribute

Company

Ah?Aren't we a peace-loving private detective agency full of civilians?