I was touched by Yokohama

The snow-haired girl lay quietly on the bed, a white and slender wrist was exposed from the sleeve outside the quilt.

A name was vaguely written on the blue wristband tied to it.

It seems to be revealing some kind of truth.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help stretching out his hand, stroking the blue wristband delicately with his fingertips.

After a while, he let go of his hand, with a trace of complicated emotions on his face.

This is indeed a wristband that only "sheep" members have, and it is not a fake.

More importantly, it is—

It belongs to the "King of Sheep" in the Central Plains.

……

Early the next morning, Chacha came to Ganghei Building together with Zhongyuan Zhongye, and they still took Zhongyuan Zhongye's car.

But this time it's not a locomotive, it's a car.

It's still an expensive luxury car.

"Mr. Nakaya won't start the car today?" Chacha was a little puzzled.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered the brim of his top hat, and his ochre-colored hair shook slightly: "The wind from the locomotive is too strong."

When we arrived in Ganghei, Chacha also left Zhongyuanzhong in the elevator.

It's just that Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have thought of something, hesitated for a moment, an indescribably strange expression flashed across his face, and called Chacha to stop.

"If that bastard mackerel does anything to you," the blue-eyed boy seemed to be gnashing his teeth, "don't worry about anything else, just hit him."

"Then come and find me."

"Do something?" Chacha blinked and repeated, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

Facing Chacha's clear and clean eyes, Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears were a little hot, and he dragged out the mackerel in his heart and beat him a hundred and eighty times: "It's just..."

He struggled to finish this peachy word: "It's the unspoken rules of the workplace."

Chacha understood: "Mr. Nakaya is worried about Mr. Dazai's hidden rules in my workplace?"

"That's right!" Speaking of this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help being annoyed again.

He had a flash of inspiration this morning, and suddenly remembered what Osamu Dazai had said to him.

That mackerel had been jumping non-stop in front of him before, showing off that he had a subordinate who thought about the unspoken rules of the workplace with a face that made people want to punch him.

At that time, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even know what kind of nerves the mackerel had. Now that I think about it again, the goal of thinking about unspoken rules is Chacha!

"Chacha, don't be afraid, tell me the truth, did that mackerel do anything to you?"

Chacha: "Huh?"

She thought for a while, shook her head, and replied obediently: "No."

Before Zhongyuan Zhong could breathe a sigh of relief, Chacha continued, "It was yesterday that Mr. Dazai asked me if I wanted to rule him out."

Chacha looked at Nakahara Chuya with clear and clean eyes: "Is it the same thing you said to Mr. Nakaya?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Hardened, hardened fists.

That nasty mackerel can even speak such words to pure Chacha!Aren't you ashamed of him!

Nakahara Chuya really wanted to beat up Osamu Dazai.

Be warned.

"Besides this, is there any other strange behavior?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also afraid that he might miss something.

"No more." Chacha thought about the unspoken rules in the workplace, then shook her head.

"Okay, I see." Nakahara Chuya walked out of the elevator with a smirk, "Chacha, go to other places to see if there are any missions, and you don't need to go to that guy Dazai."

Chacha stood where she was, blinked her cat's eyes, and watched Zhongyuan Zhongye's menacing back.

According to normal human behavior, Zhong Yuanzhong is also a cadre, she should not and has no reason to object to his opinion.

Well, let's go somewhere else first.

Chacha left the floor of Osamu Dazai's office. The moment the elevator door closed, she only heard the sound of the office door shattering.

Hope the door is ok.

Chacha wished so sincerely, and put her finger on the elevator floor button.

You should be able to go to any floor.

Suddenly, Chacha paused.

She noticed something and pressed a number.

That was the location of the torture chamber.

When the elevator door opened, Chacha walked out of the elevator room and into the torture room.

It is very amazing that the road is unimpeded, and as a place for interrogating enemies and traitors, there is no one guarding it.

In the dimly lit and silent environment, Chacha smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

Can give people great psychological pressure.

Chacha looked forward, and as expected, Hayakawa Masami was standing in front of a man who was hung up with scars all over his body.

Hayakawa Masami panicked, not daring to look carefully at the man's injuries.

She slowly reached out to touch the man's nose.

His fingers trembled, and Hayakawa Masami quickly retracted.

Die, die!

No refresh, no disappearance!

Is really going to die!

"You still don't believe that players will really face death?" A soft and calm voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hayakawa Masami shivered and almost cried out, but fortunately she reacted and covered her mouth in time.

"Why are you here?!" Hayakawa Masami was shocked.

Chacha said honestly, "I came to look for you."

"What did you come to see me for..." Hayakawa Masami retorted subconsciously, and then quickly stopped talking.

She realized something.

"You...you can really take away my system?" Masami Hayakawa asked cautiously.

"Yeah," Chacha nodded expressionlessly, "so you've made up your mind?"

Hayakawa Masami opened her mouth, but thought of something, and still didn't make a statement.

"You've seen it," Chacha looked at the familiar man who was hung up. She and Akutagawa Ryunosuke went on a mission to catch this man, "I still don't believe it?"

Masami Hayakawa actually believed it.

Personally confirmed facts are more credible than anything.

"What should I do if the system gives it to you?" Hayakawa Masami questioned doubtfully, "And what does this have to do with the system!"

"The existence of the system will only speed up the player's death." Chacha said slowly, "I can extract the system for you. Without the system, you can return to your original world smoothly."

"The original...world?" Hearing this word, Hayakawa Masami slowly widened her eyes, becoming more and more shocked, "Who the hell are you?"

"It's not important." Chacha said, "You can think about it."

"But time may be running out."

"Why?" Hayakawa Masami asked subconsciously.

"Don't you think that entering the torture room went too smoothly?" Chacha glanced at her.

"Of course it's because I distracted you..." Hayakawa Masami replied halfway, and suddenly turned pale.

The interrogation room was quiet, even apart from Chacha and Hayakawa Masami, there was only this hanging corpse.

Not a single other redundant tortured.

This is not normal.

"You mean, Hong Kong gangsters know that I'm going to sneak in here?" Masami Hayakawa was thinking so fast for the first time, and couldn't help showing fear in her eyes.

She thought of the terrible methods Hong Kong gangsters used to treat traitors.

"Have you made up your mind?" Chacha asked.

Hayakawa Masami gritted her teeth, she didn't want to stay here any longer!

She grabbed Chacha's outstretched hand.

"I have one more question to ask." Probably because of the unknown, Hayakawa Masami's voice trembled a little nervously.

"What?" Chacha tilted her head.

"I heard that you not only stepped on the two boats of the Dazai cadre and the Central Plains cadre, but also put a cuckold on Chief Mori."

Hayakawa Masami took a deep breath, trying to calm down the panic, "Is it true?"

Cha Cha: "..."

No, what are you talking about, I don't understand at all, what a mess of two boats with green hats.

Refuse to answer this question.

A faint light bloomed, and Chacha said to this girl who has not killed any human beings in this world——

"Go back, this is your home."

A huge suction came, but Masami Hayakawa stared at Chacha in a daze, feeling as if she saw a brilliant galaxy.

Grand and beautiful.

"Anyway, at least you answered my question." She whispered, her voice drowned in the light.

……

After successfully sending Hayakawa Masami away, Chacha was a little relieved.

"I hope she will stop playing games when she goes back."

After all, there is Bai Lan in that world who is keen on developing deadly games.

Having harvested a new type of system, Chacha did some research and found out that the name of this system is the Marysu system.

It has more functions than the escape system, such as being able to see the current favorability of each attackable target.

But what is more tricky is that it is also possible to randomly switch to a certain scene that fits the system style. The escape system switches to a dangerous scene, and the Mary Su system switches to... a scene that compares to Mary Su?

What is that scene?

Chacha didn't want to understand, she walked back while researching in her mind, and walked out of the dark torture room.

Along the way, no one jumped out to arrest her.

Chacha was a little surprised, tentatively entered the elevator and pressed the first floor, but was stopped by a few mafia in black suits when she was about to get out of the elevator.

"Miss Chacha, Master Dazai asked you to go to his place now."

Chacha looked at the few people standing in front of her, she said slowly, went back to the elevator, and pressed the button.

It wasn't really stopped by these people.

She was just a little curious about what Mr. Dazai was going to do.

Presumably Mr. Dazai already knew about Hayakawa Masami's disappearance, maybe he was responsible for the situation in the torture room.

When Chacha came to the door of the office, the first thing she noticed was the crumbling door.

Good, not completely scrapped yet.

It seems that Mr. Chuya still restrained himself.

"Mr. Dazai." Chacha walked in and called calmly.

"Miss is here."

The kite-eyed boy with black curly short hair turned around, rubbed his elbows and grinned a bit, complaining: "The little dwarf is so violent."

"I don't know why I'm so angry all of a sudden."

Tea tea eye nose nose nose heart.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, revealing a strange, sly smile that seemed to hide a belly full of bad water: "Well, forget it, these are not important."

Chacha felt that Mr. Dazai seemed to be a little excited, and he was trying to play tricks.

"Someone reported to me that Miss and Hayakawa Masami went to the torture room?"

Osamu Dazai didn't give Chacha any spare time, and the questions came one after another.

"But now that Hayakawa Masami is missing, the higher-ups suspect it's a traitor. Miss, do you have anything to say?"

Chacha thought to herself, within half an hour, it was determined that Hayakawa Masami was missing so quickly, and I wouldn't believe it if you didn't stare at her.

"Miss, don't you plan to talk?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe Mr. Dazai is going to say something?" Chacha asked calmly.

Dazai laughed.

The next second, a handcuff was placed on Chacha's hand.