How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

In the next two or three days, Yu Gongcui, who had no idea at all, gradually understood what kind of friendship a trust value of thirty counted, and also had a basic understanding of the relationship between the two.

Perhaps because he had just woken up, Fei Jia cared about him very much.

Reduced the time to go out, spent a lot of energy by Amamiya Tsui's side, and broke and crushed the information about the various forces in Yokohama to the professor. After discovering that the latter's talent has not declined due to amnesia, He even opened up the information database of the Rat of the Dead House without hesitation, allowing him to freely access all the information he wants to see.

The inexperienced Yu Gongcui was worried at the beginning that she was not capable enough to deal with it. Later, she found that she was able to organize and analyze information by accident. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel relieved, and quite complacently asked Fei Jia, who was obviously cultivating herself. show off.

"It's all done! Such detailed information and logical context are super simple, and there is no challenge at all."

He stood up from the desk, stretched his waist vigorously, then ran briskly to the side of the young man who was drinking tea at the round table, pulled out the chair carelessly and sat down, with his legs stretched forward in a relaxed manner Straight, toes swaying rhythmically.

Ivan, who was holding the tray in his arms, was watching the master's calm side face with frighteningly fanatical eyes. Fyodor continued to sip the black tea in his cup without any response, apparently already used to it.

This is a subordinate who joined the Rat of the House of Death a long time ago and followed Fyodor early.

When Yu Gongcui first met, she noticed that the other party's hair was wrapped in layers of bandages like her own, and she was obviously a victim of brain surgery.

Ivan withdrew his betting gaze on Fyodor, and briefly glanced at Yu Gongcui who was looking at him bluntly.

"Pay attention to manners," his voice was sweet and gorgeous, but with a sickly high pitch and ups and downs, "don't be so rude in front of the master—"

"What does it matter?"

Yu Gongcui interrupted him indifferently, resting his chin in one hand, tilting his head and smilingly looking at Fyodor who put down his teacup, "I finished today's task so quickly, Fei Jia is not going to do anything Reward?"

The latter raised the corners of his lips amusedly, and instead of answering directly, he signaled to Ivan who was looking worried.

"Give Yugong a drink too, please."

After the subordinate said from the bottom of his heart, "As long as it is your request, even this life, I will resolutely offer it." He bowed and left, and went to the kitchen next door to prepare tea. He silently put the teacup with half the contents on the table, With his eyes, he signaled Yu Gongcui to continue, while he waited for the next article.

Changing to a less relaxed sitting posture, Yu Gongcui put her elbows on the coffee table, her upper body leaning forward with eager desire.

"Feiya, Feiya!" The voice calling out the young man's name was low and fast, but deliberately soft, full of pitiful pleading, almost like coquetry.

"The next time you go out, take me with you, okay? I've already learned something, and it's too boring to stay here alone..." He buried the lower half of his face in his forearm, and his black eyes were exposed because of longing And wide open, more rounded than usual, "I want to be with Fei Jia."

The slightly rippling crimson eyes blinked slowly, and the eyelashes drooped down silently, temporarily covering up the emotions within.

Picking up the cold black tea and taking a sip, I didn't know what I was trying to hide with unnecessary subconscious movements.

In a trance, for some reason, I remembered the scene a few months ago.

In the street corner park bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the young man sitting in front of him at the moment watched others with a soft and restrained smile, and unconsciously said something that made his whole heart constrict.

[Because I'm a short-sighted person. 】

【So, you are always innocent with me. 】

Although he had made up his mind a long time ago to snatch this person as a trophy, the feeling he felt at that second——

It was as if after all the prayers, he was finally noticed by the gods, and he cast a pitiful look.

It was impossible to tell whether the tremors were of wordless sorrow, or of soul-shaking ecstasy.The only thing I can be sure of is that this is the person who should belong to me and will definitely belong to me.

Fyodor put down the teacup and looked at the other party with extremely gentle eyes, so soft that he seemed to be able to ask for anything.

The low-pitched sound of strings is generally intoxicating, and the content in it is hard to tell whether it is emotion or temptation.

"Really," he asked, "So Cui likes me so much?"

However, he did not deliberately conceal the reason for this "favorite".

That is unnecessary.

The truth is too easy to discover, and the operation has been successful, so what are the consequences even if it is discovered?

——But now, I suddenly felt a sense of curiosity for no reason.

"You have read the information. Even if you don't remember clearly, you should know about your previous experience in the port mafia and how you came to me."

Fyodor expounded calmly, the sunlight from outside the window came in, and the eyelashes cast small curved shadows on his cheeks.

He looked at the young man who was listening intently: "Aren't those all my criminal evidence?"

Hearing this, Yu Gongcui rubbed her temples in distress.

No, I can't even feel distressed. At most, I just don't know how to answer for a while, so I hesitate.

In fact, this question had already been roughly thought about when the system showed him the "plot outline" before.

Just because he loves Fei Jia doesn't mean he's out of his mind, the basic logical fallacies can still be seen.It's just that the thinking process is forcibly distorted by too strong emotions, and the results obtained are also obviously biased-of course, Yu Gongcui, who is in it, doesn't think there is anything wrong.

The deputy of the port mafia was framed by Fyodor. Not only did he bear the name of a traitor, but he was later reduced to a puppet with only positive emotions.

It sounds like the villain is indeed insane, but to the person who has no impression, these are just a few dry and boring sentences in the materials.

What he could feel more was the intense emotion surging in his chest that never stopped.

favorite.favorite.favorite.

It can no longer be called a preference.The so-called preference refers to the comparison between at least two audiences, in order to distinguish who is thick and who is weak.And right now, all his emotions are focused on this one person.

Therefore, how could it be possible to convict the other party away from the incident?

"Ask the question clearly, Fei Jia." The blush on Yugong Cui's cheeks became more and more obvious, and she pretended to complain unwillingly, "You know I can't possibly blame you, right?"

"It's two different things."

"No, it's the same thing."

He stood up, bent over and slowly approached, his trembling eyelashes almost touched the young man's smooth forehead.

"I know the nature of this 'love'."

A poisonous artefact of disguise and deception, possession and control, a false dream that cannot be escaped.

"But, don't worry." The light breath spewed on the skin, making the mood strangely tense, "—at least until the time limit for tasting comes, I will never think Fei Jia is guilty."

Yu Gongcui maintained this intimate posture similar to leaning over to kiss, supported her body with her hands on the tea table, and waited for the other party's answer with a smile on her face.

Fyodor on the other side of the coffee table looked thoughtful and did not avoid his approach, but he did not speak either.

[Friendly reminder to the host, the target's trust value has increased by five points!The current trust value is: 35 points! 】

He couldn't help but snorted and laughed out loud, and got the young man's eyes with unknown meaning.

"Why do you have to pretend to be inscrutable? If you want to hear the confession of the oath, it's fine," Yu Gongcui teased with a smile, "It turns out that Fei Jia really likes to listen to this! Like a girl who has just stepped into her first love. Well, it's really coaxing!"

His expression froze slightly, and Fyodor immediately reacted and cleaned up his expression, as if treating some large pet, he rubbed the black hair on the top of the opponent's head hastily, and let the comforted boy purr and sit back in satisfaction.

Ivan, who was holding the tea and was frozen at the door, finally found the opportunity to deliver what the master asked for, and put a teacup for Yu Gongcui by the way.

That hateful look made Yu Gongcui feel that if she hadn't taken into account that Fei Jia was still here, she, a little elf who came from behind, might be eaten whole on the spot.

But not only did he not counsel, he also grinned innocently at the sulking Ivan with a complacent attitude to show off.

Just when Ivan, who had reached the edge of his patience after being prodded, was about to go berserk, Feordo, who had finished thinking, finally made a certain decision, and then coughed lightly.

"In that case, Amamiya will act with me tomorrow—"

"After sleeping for so long, it's time to meet old friends."