After drawing Zhongye SSR

The variation range of a person's luck index is stable.

If something particularly good happens during the day, it doesn't take long to pay for that event.

Maki used to think that this sentence was just a fallacy made by some pretending to be clever.

But now it seems that truth is truth because it has been proven countless times.

After thinking about it, she decided not to deal with Edogawa Conan's problem for the time being, because obviously she had more important problems to solve.

It's not that Maki didn't think about the possibility that China is also a Hong Kong gangster, but consciously or unconsciously, she ruled out this possibility by herself.

Perhaps she has always had such a feeling vaguely, but she has been unwilling to think about it.

Moreover.

Maki asked the system with a little confusion: "Your card profile—isn't it written that Mr. Nakaya is a 'Yokohama Civil Servant'?"

She thought with some luck, maybe Edogawa Conan made a mistake.

Although Kudo Shinichi is a very famous young detective, no one can guarantee that every reasoning of him is correct. Maybe Maki was unlucky and happened to meet his mistake this time.

The system emits a weak, "tingling" electrical sound.

Maki felt his heart stop beating as the sound of electricity stopped.

The system did not respond.

And every time the system doesn't answer, there will always be things that Maki doesn't want to see happen.

Zhong also felt the little girl's stiffness.

He turned his head worriedly - he thought Maki was still worried about Lifa's matter, because it was really not a small matter.

Chuya: "Maki?"

"Mr. Chuya."

Maki didn't look up, didn't look at him, just a little dry, but said very clearly: "Are you the port mafia?"

Maki thought, she just asked this once, if Chuya said he was not, she would choose to believe him, when Edogawa Conan's text message never existed.

But Zhong was also silent.

After a long time, he said in a low voice, "I am."

Maki raised her head abruptly, and she felt her body trembling violently.

The scene of the death of Osamu Dazai, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, reappeared in front of her.

The strong smell of blood almost made her want to vomit.

She thought that her face must have turned pale at that moment, otherwise Zhong would not have looked at her with such cautious eyes.

Maki tried her best to stabilize her voice, but when each pseudonym came out of her throat, it was like a string being plucked, with a little vibrato.

She stared at Chuya's face: "Why did you hide it from me from the very beginning?"

Zhong also pursed his lips and said, "Because you seem to have misunderstood it from the very beginning—"

"That's not a reason," Maki raised her voice slightly, "Why did you keep it from me?"

Maki knew that she was a little unreasonable.

After all, she also has something to hide from everyone.

But—only this.

...She no longer wants to have anything to do with anyone from Hong Kong.

Zhong also stretched out his hand, wanting to rub the little girl's head to comfort her, but when he touched her eyes, his hand froze.

Her eye sockets began to turn red, and her whole body was tense like a string.

Naka has never seen Maki cry.

She is not the kind who will reveal her fragility to others, just like a thick layer of ice, unless she is subjected to a very large impact, she will reveal her true face inside.

"In the beginning, it was because of the request of the leader."

Chuya hesitated for a long time before saying peacefully: "The leader of Hong Kong gangsters, you have also met, that black market doctor named Mori Ogai—"

Maki sat there, motionless.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you halfway."

There was no excuse in Chuya's tone, he was simply stating a fact.

"But at that time, you told me that you wanted to be a hero and hated places like Hong Kong and Black."

Maki shivered slightly.

"I'm right when I think about it. Hong Kong and Heilongjiang are indeed not a good place."

Zhong also remembered that when he was still a "sheep" - the leader of the small organization composed of minors, he was half forced and half lured by the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters to join the Hong Kong gangsters.Although in the end, because he recognized Mori Ogai's philosophy, it was considered two great joys, but Chuya also thought about it - what if he didn't agree?

Hong Kong and black have never had any kind methods.

"A little girl like you shouldn't come to our side."

Zhong also said seriously: "So, if you really can't stand it, you can think about our relationship again."

God knows how he came up with this sentence.

After finally getting the little girl whom he had coveted for a long time, he was about to face the risk of losing her.

But, he thought, she could do whatever she wanted.

Maki slowly covered her face with her hands and sat motionless on the sofa.

She thought about it for a long, long time—but still nothing came to her mind.

She felt her mind go blank.

Only the scene of the leader Zai jumping off the tall building kept flashing before her eyes——

Maki raised her head abruptly, breathing hard like a person about to be drowned.

Her voice became very hoarse, like someone who has stayed up late for a few days: "...I want to go out for a walk."

Zhong also said gently: "That's fine, but be careful."

Maki nodded, avoiding his gaze, and quickly walked out of the gate of the villa.

*****

It rained lightly in Yokohama.

The patter, the rain can only barely wet people's hair.

Maki didn't bother to open an umbrella, just walked aimlessly in the rain.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the phone.

The bell rang several times before Maki realized it was her cell phone.

She looked around.

Then, half astonished, half aware, he found himself not far from the Ganghei Building.

The current Hong Kong Hei Building is a bit strange to her—compared with when Osamu Dazai was in power, the Hong Kong Hei in Mori Ogai is more humane, and the flow of people coming and going is larger.

The bell is still ringing.

A voice came from behind: "Are you not answering the phone?"

Then, the area above her head was blocked off - fine rain was kept out by the huge, black umbrella.

Maki silently took the phone out of his pocket.

It's Hitomi Mishima.

She frowned, and couldn't figure out what else Hitomi Mishima wanted to ask her.

So he answered the phone with some doubts.

Probably because too many things happened today, Hitomi Mishima's voice is strangely calm now.

Although the things that come out of her mouth are not small at all.

"Maki," said Hitomi Mishima, "something happened to Hokuto."

"what?"

Maki felt her head buzzing, Beidou was almost her only source of income now, if there was no Beidou, let alone fighting Lifa, she might not even be able to do basic self-defense.

There is no time to think about Zhongye now.

Maki forced himself to calm down and asked, "Speak slowly, what happened?"

Hitomi Mishima paused there for a long time before finding her own voice and began to narrate.

Originally, when the photo of Maki and Julong in the same frame was reported by NHK, some people said on the Internet that they would boycott Beidou products.

But after all, Beidou is a supermarket, and the recently opened branch is also a relatively popular restaurant and Chinese herbal medicine, and it does not follow the route of an online celebrity shop, so Maki doesn't take this matter to heart.

Besides, after relying on Lista's account to push herself to the forefront of the rhythm, no one would dare to attack Beidou.

After all, no one can guarantee that she will hurt others at will when she is upset, and there are many people who want to come to Zhenji to improve their personality, and it is too late to please her. The several cooperations that were stuck were discussed in an instant.

Originally, the business over there could be temporarily stabilized.

But just an hour ago, a large number of patients with food poisoning suddenly appeared in the restaurant branch newly involved in Beidou.

Feeling ill at about the same time, the situation is not fatal, but it is not mild.

So the "Boycott Beidou" entry, which had a name on the Twitter trend, rushed up again——

"at the same time?"

Maki grasped the word keenly.

Hitomi Mishima: "The report from the branch store is like this. The doctor also finds it very strange. After all, people's physiques are different. The incubation period is long and short. How could it be like swallowing poison at the same time? ah!"

Maki pondered for a few seconds.

Then, almost immediately thought of Lifa.

That guy has the ability of remote control. Although he can't figure out the specific function, it is not difficult to let a group of people get food poisoning at the same time.

She smiled wryly, and said, "You really guessed it right."

Hitomi Mishima: "?"

Hitomi Mishima: "What?"

Maki: "You buy some trolls to comment on Twitter first, and I'll do the next thing."

"Don't worry, nothing major will happen."

With Maki's reassurance, Hitomi Mishima calmed down a little, and simply said: "I see."

Maki hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.

Osamu Dazai, who was holding the umbrella for her, heard their conversation clearly, and raised half of his mouth: "Is it really not going to be a big deal?"

"How is it possible," Maki said angrily, "I'm in serious trouble."

In the food business, the best chance is to be linked to food safety issues, which will become a permanent black spot.

She felt that her whole head was throbbing, and the pain was so painful that it was about to burst.

Osamu Dazai said, "It's going to catch a cold outside in the rain, why did Chuya let you run out alone—"

He saw Maki's expression.

Then if he felt something, he said: "You guys can even quarrel."

Shinji rolled his eyes: "Please don't rub salt in other people's wounds, I'm in big trouble right now."

Osamu Dazai smiled softly: "If you ask me, as your elder brother, it's not that I can't help you—"

He paused.

Maki turned her head - the look that seemed to be looking at someone else through him from before appeared again.

She seemed to realize this herself, and that look disappeared in the next second.

"Don't look at me like that."

Osamu Dazai heard her say it coldly.

The voice of the last sentence was so low that it almost disappeared into the rain.

"...Your eyes don't look like him."

The author has something to say:

If I don’t fall asleep before finishing the next chapter, there will be a second update√

If there is no accident, it will be over in the second half of this month, and the masters can start thinking about what to watch outside the episode