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Kuroba Kaito himself is witnessing the history of a young man's degeneration from white to black, and this young man who is about to fall into darkness is voluntary from the bottom of his heart, although Nakahara Nakaya was not so white before.

He clutched his wound and remembered the scene when he met the red-haired boy last time. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he grinned and felt pain all over his body.

What made him feel more profound than the memory was that the body actually remembered the original feeling.

Rationally, at this time, he should find the right opportunity to leave first. The killer's attention is completely on Nakahara Chuya, and he is a drag anyway after being shot.

And even though he heard the conversation just now, Kaito Kuroba still couldn't tell what Chuya Nakahara's position was. He lowered his head and took a few quick breaths, his chest heaving weakly.

"Kidd, the great Phantom Thief, will also have such downcast moments. It's really an eye-opener." Hongko Koizumi walked over from the blind spot against the wall. Seeing the tragic situation of Kuroba Kaito, she was taken aback for a moment, and then her lips closed. The corners evoked a mocking arc.

This very familiar female voice just appeared in the ear, and Kaito Kuroba cheered up and looked over, and sure enough, he saw the woman covering her lips and smiling wildly. There was also a black-haired man of similar age standing beside her. juvenile.

The girl was wearing a white shirt and skirt, with a slender figure and an already beautiful face. The cool night wind blew up, lifted the girl's long hair and skirt, and descended on the boy when he was in distress. beside.

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?At this time, even if it's not a question of warmth, it shouldn't be a cynicism, right?Miss Hongzi, why can't you take it!

Kaito Kuroba's eyes widened, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly surged in his heart, but he was able to confirm that it contained more panic, "—Hongzi?? Why are you here?"

Now he even suspected that the two killers were hired by this witch to kill him.

...Well, how should I put it, it can't be said that there is no ambiguity at all, but there is no ambiguity at all. Osamu Dazai has reason to suspect that if he is not here now, these two people can quarrel on the spot.

He shook his head expressionlessly, then raised his finger to his lips to signal Koizumi Hongzi to be quieter, and ignored the intrigue between the two of them.

A cold-hearted person like Gin, who only has a mission, couldn't help being startled by Nakahara Zhongya's unexpected words. He hesitated for a while, dragging his gun hand, as if he was considering what the red-haired boy said. intention.

Then he sneered, his deep voice spread far in the empty night, making people feel even colder, "Little brat, you are really brave."

"What do you want to do with me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have guessed that Gin Wine would ask this question a long time ago. He raised his eyebrows, put his hands in his pockets and arched his body slightly, ready to go.

"What I want to do is what you want me to do. School life is too boring. I always have to find something fun to adjust."

As if to confirm his own statement, the eyes of the red-haired boy seemed to be full of disdain for the school, and there was visible restlessness in the blue eyes... He was not lying, Gin judged calmly.

And the reason why he didn't take action to eradicate the hidden danger of Zhongye in the Central Plains in the first place is indeed some special reasons.

The anxious atmosphere suddenly eased for a moment.

The conversation seemed to be getting better, but Zhongya Nakahara hesitated again, and he gradually raised his voice, but this deliberate move was very strange under the circumstances, "As for Kuroba Kaito... this person Someone my employer wants to protect."

He seemed to glance at the location of the container inadvertently, and then thought silently in his heart, the sense of security should be enough now.

The bullet passed through the side of the cheek with a "bang", and immediately left a brand new scratch on the white as jade cheek, which ran straight across the face. The person who shot it seemed to be very measured. to the deterrent effect.

The air was silent for a second, and it seemed that even the dancing dust had solidified in the air.

"Brother?" Vodka asked hastily, his burly face was full of fierceness, and he wanted to step forward to help, but was restrained by Gin's raised arm.

The scene was about to explode, and the sound just now seemed to be the signal before the war.

As if it had been agreed in advance, Nakahara Chuya and Qin Jiu rushed forward at the same time. The two figures seemed to collide briefly in the dim environment, leaving only the rustling of the wind.

However, in the eyes of those who observe carefully, the two people who are fighting have already gone through countless moves in just a few breaths, and each punch is full of murderousness and ruthlessness.

In the dim environment, the muffled groans of elbows hitting the body kept coming and going, and it was hard to tell who it was.

Nakahara Chuya's fist barely stopped in front of Gin's forehead, and the blowing wind almost lifted his hat, but he didn't make any further moves, and his ice blue eyes looked at him without any emotion. He glanced at the man with silver hair.

Then he took a few steps back to a safe distance, put his hands back into his pockets again.

He raised his chin slightly, making him very arrogant, but what he said gave Gin a step down, "Let's talk about cooperation tomorrow. I'm very interested in your organization."

Proud, not even a tone of discussion, the young man put himself on an equal footing with him, and gained more confidence after showing his strength.

If it was someone else, Qin Jiu would have fired a long time ago. Compared with the last fight, Qin Jiu felt that the strength of Zhongyuan Zhong this time was obviously stronger, as if it was a related effect of confidence.

But Nakahara Chuya's attitude really angered him, he stopped talking, but stared at the ochre-haired boy with those pine-green snake-like eyes, and his three-dimensional facial features were full of strong evil spirit.

Gin to Vodka, "Let's go."

It wasn't until there were no other people left that Nakahara Nakaya slowly walked back to the back of the container, his slender eyebrows were tightly knit together, showing his restless heart.

"They are all gone, and there is no problem for the time being."

The figure of the red-haired boy is still tall and straight, but he has just experienced a battle that made the momentum around him even worse. To be honest, Kuroba Kaito admires Nakahara Chuya a lot. He blinked his eyes and hid his faint gratitude. up.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his finger and attached it to Nakahara Chuya's cheek. The temperature of his fingertips was a little lower than that of Nakahara Chuya, and there were some thin calluses on the inside of his finger pulp, which felt rough on his face.

Nakahara also felt that Osamu Dazai was gloomy. Obviously, the direction of the incident was not far from what he had speculated before, and this strange behavior... Nakahara also directly patted Osamu Dazai's hand.

"What are you doing, it's disgusting."

The strength did not release water at all, Dazai Osamu watched helplessly as the back of his hand changed from the initial burning pain to a red finger print, but he seemed not to feel the pain, and only put his thumb that rubbed against the cheek of the red-haired boy. to the lips.

Then Zhong Yuanzhong also saw this nasty dead mackerel, first tentatively stretched out the tip of his tongue and touched the pulp of his finger, maybe it felt tasteless, so he put his whole thumb in his mouth again.

A kind of almost pure blankness appeared on the slightly pale face, Osamu Dazai looked at his fingers vainly, the rusty smell of blood spread on the tip of his tongue, he frowned in displeasure, "It's not delicious at all. "

Not as delicious as his own.

The "stupid" in his mouth almost blurted out, and Nakahara Chuya's eyes involuntarily focused on Dazai Osamu's fingers, which were moistened by his lips, and accompanied by the dead mackerel's expression just now, there was an indescribable An itchy taste.

However, Osamu Dazai only saw Nakahara Chu and didn't know what he was thinking and fell into deep thought. He felt a sense of anger that was neglected, but he wanted to get angry but because of his own character, he suddenly became a consistent attitude.

"The slimy little slug is really the only one who can be bullied by me, can only be my subordinate, can only be my..."

The ending sound rises, and the words are provocative. Regardless of the attitude of the listener towards the speaker, it is easy to be provoked.

Before the last syllable was uttered, Zhong Yuanzhong had already opened his mouth in anger. He gritted his teeth viciously, and his blue eyes were rendered even brighter by anger, "Are you blind? How did I get bullied? Who are you?" dog?"

"........."

Osamu Dazai quickly raised his eyes and lowered them quickly, his dark eyes were covered by thick forehead hair, making it difficult for people to see the extreme gloom in his kite pupils, but the words he said were like It's like a child acting like a spoiled child.

"I regret it, I don't want you to have contact with them, you can only be my subordinate."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Koizumi Hongzi: Really hot eyes!

Kuroba Kaito: Excuse me, there is another big living person who is about to die.

Kaito Kuroba wiped the sweat from his brow, supported the container with his arm and barely stood up, his limbs felt cold due to blood loss, "I'd better go home and treat the wound first."

"Let's go to a regular hospital, so that they will be afraid." Osamu Dazai seemed to have just remembered such a person, and slowly turned his face and said.

Everyone present is obviously not stupid. As soon as Dazai Osamu said what he said, everyone understood what he was hiding in the depths.

"The police came to ask what to say?" Koizumi Koko stroked the crimson hair next to her ears, she raised her eyebrows pointingly, her eyes kept rolling on Kuroba Kaito, as if plotting What.

The gunshot wound cannot be concealed, not to mention that the injured person was a teenage middle school student, which escalated the vile nature of the incident.

This look is too scary and obvious, Kuroba Kaito is more afraid of Koizumi Hongko in his heart.