After drawing Zhongye SSR

At the same time, Shizuoka.

Hitomi Mishima hesitantly turned sideways to let Nakahara Chuya in.

The man's complexion was not very good-looking, and there was a faint thought in the eyes of the exhibition, which made it difficult for people to see clearly.

Although I met Zhong several times, in fact Hitomi Mishima never said a word to him.

She sat opposite him uncomfortably for a few seconds, then stood up and said, "Mr. Zhongyuan, I'm going to make tea."

There was no response from the Central Plains.

Mishima Hitomi looked back and saw that he was staring at the TV screen, and what was broadcast on the TV was the current situation in Yokohama.

The moment he saw the news, Nakahara realized what happened in Yokohama.

As a cadre of the port Mafia, he knows no less information than Osamu Dazai and the others, and he has also heard a little about a powerful person with supernatural powers like Tatsuhiko Shibusawa.And precisely because he is a cadre of the port Mafia, unlike most members of the Armed Detective Agency, he knows exactly what Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's abilities are.

Hitomi Mishima held a cup of sencha and placed it in front of Chuya.

Hitomi Mishima: "Mr. Nakahara, why did you come here to look for me?"

Nakaya opened the phone, cut open the inbox, and held it in front of Hitomi Mishima.

Above is a text message.

The content is very simple, just a line of black words: [There is something different in Yokohama, please return quickly. 】

The recipient of the email was called "Bastard Mackerel"—probably an acquaintance of Chuya.

Hitomi Mishima's gaze paused when he saw the time on it: "Five hours ago?"

At that time, Yokohama didn't even have the slightest bit of smog. How on earth did Mr. Mackerel know that this would happen?

Probably seeing what she was thinking, Zhong also sighed and said: "It's not a prophet, that bastard has always been able to do this kind of thing."

Hitomi Mishima let out a "Oh" in a daze.

Zhong also put away his phone, brushed his long orange hair impatiently, and then turned his head: "Do you know where Maki is now?"

******

Maki was staring blankly at the fallen Osamu Dazai.

She didn't look at Dazai Osamu's pale face, nor did she look at his bloody clothes.

She stared straight at the ground, where there was an almost round, bright and dazzling blood.

Maki felt as if he had seen exactly the same scene somewhere.

But she clearly only witnessed the death of one person, and that was her father before time travel.

For a second while she was in a daze, Shibusawa Ryuhiko grabbed her arm fiercely—with such force that it almost crushed her slender hand bones.

She even clearly heard the tooth-piercing "creaking" sound of bones colliding, like some old machine that hadn't been repaired.

Maki let out a "hiss" in pain.

It was her right hand that was caught - like most right-handers, Maki's left hand not only has no strength, but it is also difficult to control the distance.

And Shibusawa Tatsuhiko looked as weak as a "liberal arts student", but the strength in his hands was terribly strong.

He showed a nasty smile towards Zhenji: "You are still too naive, little girl."

Maki had no expression on her face, she didn't mean to deny it, because what Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said was indeed true.

The most fatal mistake she made today was believing Dostoyevsky's fox—clearly she knew that nine and a half out of ten sentences in his mouth were false.

Maki asked herself, why was she like this?

Why did she let down her vigilance, she had never tried to believe in Tuosi before——

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Osamu Dazai.

Maki suddenly realized something, maybe this is the reason.

She subconsciously felt that with Osamu Dazai beside him, even if Tuo wanted to make a small move, he would immediately notice it.

But she was wrong, Osamu Dazai is not omnipotent.

Maki gritted her teeth.

Waves flashed in the calm iris eyes.

Then, an R card appeared out of thin air in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's right hand.

She slammed her arm out violently - at the same time that the card cut through Shibusawa Ryuhiko's artery, a hole appeared in the palm of her hand.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko involuntarily let go of his hand because of the pain, and Maki staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his figure.

The next second she stabilized her figure, she held the R card without hesitation, and stabbed toward Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's heart.

She knew very well that she did not dare to kill, nor did she want to kill.

But—the state of Dazai Osamu, if he doesn't rush to the doctor, the consequences will be disastrous.

When the R card was close to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's chest.

She felt the sound around her disappear——

Some trembling hands became extremely stable, and the originally chaotic eyes found an angle.

Maki looked at a point, and her intuition told her that if she stabbed at that place, the other person would die.

"puff".

The sharp card pierced the white-haired man's heart, and large swaths of blood spurted out from it, part of which stained the little girl's fair face.

The girl with ponytails stared blankly at her hands, then raised her head again—the last thing that appeared in her eyes was Shibusawa Ryuhiko's surprised expression.

Suddenly she bent over and covered her mouth—a sick feeling rolled in her stomach.

Maki raised his head with difficulty, because of the intense nausea, there was still a little saline in his eyes.

But that's all right, she thought—should that be the end of it, right?

Maki froze for a moment.

She noticed that the surrounding mist hadn't completely dissipated, and the concentration hadn't even gotten any lower.

She looked back as if feeling something, and saw Tosi standing next to Dazai, reaching out and grabbing something shiny above Dazai.

Sensing Maki's gaze, he turned his head and gave her a nasty smile.

Maki: "..."

At the moment when the dazzling light came on, Maki was full of thoughts:

...This guy's strategy is actually linked together.

day.