Yokohama diva, sultry online

The dark doorway looked like a man-eating beast. Kaito Kuroba held his breath and stared at the figure who was about to walk in without blinking. He could feel the muscles of the red-haired boy's whole body becoming alert.

Kuroba Kaito had no doubts that as soon as this person came in, his neck would be broken by Chuya Nakahara.

In fact, when Zhongyuan Zhong also vaguely saw the tall and slender silhouette of the person at the door, he had already realized the identity of the person coming, and he smelled a murderous aura so strong that it seemed to have condensed into a real shape.

There is still a sniper hidden behind him, so he can't rush to move in the room without shelter, Zhong Yuanzhong can only take no action for the time being.

But Gin didn't intend to say anything more. He opened the corner of his mouth and revealed a sinister smile. The cold gaze of a dead man.

He lifted the briefcase hanging by his legs, and looked at the two teenagers leaning against each other with his narrow turquoise eyes, some of them were just unreasonable.

"Since I bumped into an organization doing business, I can't escape the end of being silenced, Zhongya Zhongyuan."

Kuroba Kaito caught Gin's eyes like a poisonous snake, and he took a step back involuntarily, only feeling that the darkness that swept over this dark man was like being strangled by someone, so dangerous Creepy.

He couldn't help but glanced at Zhongya Zhongyuan from the corner of his eye again. The red-haired boy didn't show any timidity in this terrifying sense of oppression, even as if he was just facing a trivial matter that was disturbed by someone.

But no matter what, Kaito Kuroba knew that he must have gotten into some trouble, so did Nakahara Chu, and so did the current black-clothed killer, he smiled wryly.

Bad luck!

Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes, and the cold and violent air hit his face. He stared intently at the malicious Gin, "Really? It depends on whether you will be killed by me!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he would be found sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He watched the silver-haired killer throwing his briefcase over, and his expression changed.

"——Boom"

The flames after the explosion brightened the surroundings, and the blazing flames rose to extremely high temperatures at a constant speed in the hot summer, and the huge impact force shattered a row of windows in the exhibition hall in an instant.

Although Nakahara Chuya had already reacted immediately, the bomb exploded when the briefcase was thrown into the air, and the impact was unavoidable at such a close distance. Jumped directly from the window sill.

These killers were more decisive and ruthless than he had imagined.

——This is on the fourth floor, and jumping down is tantamount to becoming a live target for sniping.

When Kaito Kuroba realized what was inside the briefcase, he had already gone from indoors to outdoors, and the red-haired boy held his slender forearm with strength that made him unable to break free.

Because he was relatively close to the glass, when his back directly smashed into the glass, Kaito Kuroba felt his body bear the impact and then fell, and he couldn't help but groan.

In the howling flames, the young man's body was thin and long, and the ocher hair spread out in the air, hitting Kuroba Kaito's cheek in a fluttering motion, which was a feeling between pain and itching .

The young man who was much shorter than him hugged his waist and protected him in his arms amidst countless pieces of glass shattered into his arms. There was only arrogance on his delicate cheeks, and then he turned a few times in the air forcefully, flexibly as if A nimble leopard...

If it wasn't for Kuroba Kaito who also really felt the stiffened body of the red-haired boy, he would really think so.

This scene was the only thing in Kuroba Kaito's eyes. The red-haired boy was completely protective of him. He saw Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth to say something, but it became indistinct in the huge noise.

However, what Zhongyuan Zhong also cared about was only the deal between the two of them, and the black-clothed killer was obviously targeting him. His own pride did not allow an unrelated person to be injured because of him.

And he actually wanted to talk to the dead mackerel in the headset just now, but he didn't expect that after the headset was shaken, it fell to the ground with the fragments after the explosion.

The crystal ball went out with the explosion, and the previous image was wiped out, leaving only an ordinary decoration glowing with blue fluorescence, and a black man clutching the corner of the table anxiously. Hair leader.

Osamu Dazai clearly heard the sound of explosion|explosion and glass shattering from the earphones, and then there was the noise of bumps and bumps, as if the earphones fell to the ground and kept rolling, followed by some unruly fine noises .

As if his heart was pinched by a pair of invisible hands, Osamu Dazai subconsciously asked about the situation of the leader Zhefa, but there was still constant noise over there, and the voice of the leader Zhefa could not be heard at all.

What happened to the little slug?

Osamu Dazai shook his body affectionately, anxiety and panic filled his mind in an instant, he had a feeling that even if he saw a little slug, it was still as fleeting as a dream.

Just like now, he can only let himself have countless terrible thoughts, but he can't get a reassuring reply. He almost makes an internal call stiffly, asking his subordinates to invite Chizi Koizumi back.

The straight back slumped down, Osamu Dazai felt his heart was empty, and he covered his expression on the brink of collapse with his hands.

"No snipers?" Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped down with the mentality of taking a gamble, but it was very strange that they did not suffer any more attacks, as if it was just a small meeting gift.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized something, he curled up one leg and fell into deep thought.

There was a lingering burnt smell in the air, strong and pungent, surrounded by messy debris, even after being cushioned in the air and landing, Kuroba Kaito still felt a little pain in his body, let alone endured more Nakahara Chuya who hurt so much.

The red-haired boy's appearance is not in a state of embarrassment, and the fine wounds on his face did not damage his aura, and even made people feel sharp and beautiful, but this feeling was felt when Kuroba Kaito's palm was wet. Just like the tide fades away.

Because he was protected, the instinct of his body made him tightly grasp the clothes on the back of the red-haired boy in the air. At this moment, he felt the sticky blood in his palm when he was separated from the panic of death just now.

"Are you OK?"

Kuroba Kaito held back his dizziness, he saw that the corners of the red-haired boy's mouth had started to ooze blood, this was the first time he saw this kind of scene, he panicked all of a sudden, his fingers trembling, trying to wipe away the dazzling Red wipe away.

Whether he was injured internally, he knew that this kind of explosion sometimes traumatized a person's internal organs, and could even cause death in severe cases.

Nakahara also reached out and knocked Kaitou Kidd's hand away, staring at the worry in his eyes that didn't seem fake, he froze for a moment, but was soon interrupted.

He saw the swarming policemen, and the explosion just now still attracted attention. This undoubtedly added another dose of medicine to their extremely tense nerves, and the two who ran the fastest at the front... ...It seems to be Atobe and Shinobu.

Nakahara Chuya hesitated for a few seconds, then threatened in a cold voice, "You go first, remember we still have a deal, I often go to Yokohama, if you don't come to me, you don't want to know what will happen! "

Kaito Kuroba's gaze was focused on the blood on the corner of Nakahara Chuya's lips. He didn't carefully discern the words of the red-haired boy, and nodded subconsciously.

Realizing what he promised, he scratched his hair regretfully, and then disappeared into the night when the police were about to arrive.

What a strange person.

"Are you okay?" Keigo Atobe's suit was already in disrepair. He was trapped for more than an hour at first, but just after he was rescued, he heard the explosion|explosion from Nakahara Chuya, and hurried over .

The gorgeous young man was not suitable for running at all, and his hairstyle was messy and intertwined. Panting, he called the private hospital.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, only to realize that the mobile phone in his pocket had disappeared at some point. He wiped the blood from the corner of his cracked mouth to the side of his chin with the back of his hand, without blinking his eyes.

"Here is the gem." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw something from the palm of his hand, and then immediately raised his arm and began to search for it on the ground. Because the movement was a little hasty, his fingertip touched a sharp fragment, which added another injury. "Help me find my mobile phone, my call just now is not over yet."

Atobe Keigo watched Nakahara Chuya's movements and laughed angrily, even though the valuable sapphire fell to the ground, he didn't even look at it.

"Mobile phone! Mobile phone! Who is yours on the other side? Is it more important than your life?" Keigo Atobe has never been so angry, especially when he saw that Zhongya Nakahara didn't care about his body at all. With a sneer, "Don't you tell me I'm your girlfriend?"

Nakahara didn't take Keigo Atobe's sarcasm to heart either, he found the phone by the fountain with the faint light, heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off the dust on the phone, opened the phone and found on a call.

In a blink of an eye, he faced the young master Atobe who was about to breathe fire again. Nakahara Nakaya was slightly lost in what he said, and he caressed the frame of the phone aimlessly with his fingertips.

He quickly pursed his lips again, his voice was very soft, as if he was mocking himself, "Even if it's more important than my life, I'm just a 'superior' subordinate to him...and just a boss... "

The voice of the cadre with red hair was calm and restrained, as if he was stating a fact, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that the mobile phone that he had not put down had become very heavy.

He looked at Chiko Koizumi who was eagerly invited over at the door, and felt that he had lost something extremely important inadvertently.