Has Mr. Zhongya changed back today?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that something was wrong with him recently.

For example, when he heard Ryota Kise say that she "definitely likes a certain restaurant", he was subconsciously unhappy. He suddenly realized that Mizuho Nishino lived with him, and he knew almost everything about him, even the operation of Mafia at the port. He has a certain idea of ​​the model, and he knows nothing about her, except for her name and the family background she claims.

This kind of weird inequality, the feeling that one's own territory is being invaded unscrupulously, and one doesn't even know where the other party's territory is - tsk, it's really uncomfortable.

"What do you like to eat?" He looked into her eyes, wondering, were his eyes so blue in the first place?He looked away uncomfortably and asked abruptly.

"Huh?" Mizuho Nishino was stunned.

"I said," he repeated, leaning his back against the wall, "what do you like?"

Although she wondered why the question she was asking was thrown back, Mizuho Nishino lowered his head and thought for a while, and answered truthfully: "Well... there are quite a few, and I can't tell you if I give you an example, except raw food like sashimi Thank you for your kindness, I don’t pick both Dongyang and Western vegetables.”

"Then you're still making yourself suffer from stomach problems?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows and questioned.

She fell silent with guilt and guilt. At first she thought that she would damage her own body the most, and it had nothing to do with others. Even if she was persuaded by someone before, she obediently agreed and forgot about it later. Now she has developed a diseased body and replaced it with others. up...

"If you don't hate Western food, I know a good French restaurant. Although the red wine in it is not as good as my private collection, it's not bad." Nakahara Zhong also suggested.

Mizuho Nishino nodded. Just as the two were about to leave, he glanced sharply into the darkness: "Come out!"

"Mr. Ten, Sixteen Nights." A shy boy came out of the shadows. He was dressed in staff clothes and a peaked cap, holding a gift box and a book in his hand. "Teacher, I have liked you for a long time. The Sakurako-san you created is a perfect character! I am deeply touched, can you sign me?"

He bowed ninety degrees, stretched out the book, and hid most of his face in the shadow under the brim of his hat.

Chuya Nakahara and Mizuho Nishino looked at each other.

It turned out to be her book fan...

"Stand up straight." Nakahara Chuya said lightly. Under the current situation, it is impossible for the real Izayoi to sign him. "I'll talk about the signing next time."

The boy straightened up suspiciously, holding the book in his arms, his emotions obviously lost: "I'm very sorry for causing trouble to the teacher..."

Mizuho Nishino thought for a while, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Ms. Izayoi's wrist is injured. If you don't mind, can I leave the address? I will sign it and send it to you when she recovers."

The young man froze for a moment, his expression became weird, and seeing the woman with dark hair staring at him sharply, and the man walking with him also had a thoughtful expression, he just woke up like a dream: "May I ask, are you two... ...A lover? Since Sakurako-san doesn't seem to have the character to fall in love with anyone, so—”

"Although Jun in the third part and Ryosuke in the first part had a great influence on Sakurako, especially in the filming of "Hibernation" this time, Ryosuke played by Ryota Kise was fascinated by the charm of Miss Sakurako. Attractive, the warm qualities of the sun on his body also made Miss Yingzi who lived in the dark approach unconsciously, and in the end Liangyou died because of Miss Sakurako's plan, which was also the trigger for Miss Yingko's surrender at the beginning of the story."

"But I don't think the connection between them is love. The reason why Ms. Sakurako turned herself in is more like she was tired of the 'perfect criminal one-man show that the police can't see'. The appearance of the identity is not accurate enough. Doesn’t it mean that the characters in the novel are also a partial projection of the author’s personality? I think the real ‘Miss Yingzi’ is also...” He said a lot, and suddenly reacted and bowed again, “I’m sorry, I’m so rude! I’ve linked you together without authorization!”

Nishino Mizuho and Nakahara Chuya looked at each other in blank dismay.

They found that "Sixteen Nights" did not speak, and the reader planned to bend over and not get up.

"It's okay." Zhongyuan Zhong was also a little impatient, he pulled Mizuho Nishino, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute! One last thing I would like to ask Mr. Izayoi." The boy said earnestly, "The teacher said on Twitter that he would eat some sweets when he has no inspiration. This... handmade chocolate, please accept it."

Sure enough, he was holding a beautifully packaged cherry pink gift box in his hand, "Take it." Mizuho Nishino said softly, if the boy continued, things would be endless.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a kind of discord from this strange reader. Although the other party was very polite from beginning to end, he had always had a keen sense of danger. He took the gift box according to Mizuho Nishino's intention, and looked at the boy coldly, intentionally Refers to: "Really, then I will accept it."

The boy was stunned for a moment, he realized that he might have offended someone he shouldn't, so he didn't want to bother anymore, he took a step back, paused for a while, and then showed a shy smile that satisfied his wish, quietly watching the two leave.

When passing by his side, she heard the young man mutter vaguely: "As expected, Miss Yingzi is Miss Yingzi, I can't find it anywhere."

……

After leaving the opera house, Zhongyuan Zhong also weighed the things in his hand. The things in the box were very light, and it seemed that they were not bombs. He threw the handmade chocolates to her, and suddenly asked, "Which guy is the prototype?"

"Ah?" Mizuho Nishino hugged the gift box and looked at him in bewilderment. His words were endless, and she didn't react.

Facing her confused gaze, Nakahara was silent for a while, "Ryota Kise, that seems to be the name, is he the prototype of the heroine of your novel?" He asked awkwardly.

That's not.

She thinks Kise-kun is very suitable to play Ryosuke. It can be said that "Ryosuke" is like a tailor-made role for him, but there is an essential difference between the two.

"Ah, Kise-kun," she bowed her head in thought for a while, deliberately did not answer immediately, "Mr. Chuya, your reaction now...according to the routine of the novel, it is a bit like 'jealous'." No way?

"Who, don't say something strange!" He reached out and pressed her head angrily, "I'll take you somewhere after dinner."

He turned and walked to the car.

"Where?" Nishino Mizuho flicked his tousled hair and looked up in confusion.

"Raibo Street."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said lightly.

……

"Mr. Chu, Nakaya, I don't think it's suitable to do this kind of thing when you're full."

"Huh? That's all."

Leibo Street, as the name suggests, is a special "bowl"-shaped landform. It is said that there was a huge explosion accident here before. The house has become a gray area in Yokohama.

Nakahara also seemed to be familiar with this place. Mizuho Nishino asked, and he simply said "stayed for a while", and he took her through the intricate alleys of the town, and later got into the sewer and walked along the cold and damp waterway After five or six minutes, we arrived at a secret door.

The place said to be a secret door is actually a few pieces of iron sheets that block the entrance, but it is difficult for people who are not familiar with the road to find this place. He moved the iron sheet away, and the choking smoke flew everywhere. Obviously, it took a long time No one ever came.

"Cough." He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed a few times, and felt the light switch on the wall to turn it on.

The lights in the room flickered a few times before they were fully lit.Mizuho Nishino finally saw the scene in the room clearly.Many places are covered with dust, and there are molds in the corners.But there are many stick figures on the wall, like children's graffiti, which have become old after the baptism of time, and the lively scene at the time can be vaguely seen. The owner seems to be a valuable item.

"It's like a child's secret base..." she muttered thoughtfully.

"Secret base?" Zhong Yuanzhong also chewed the word repeatedly, "That's right. There is an indoor shooting range in the back. It's a bit crude, but it should still work. You can practice there."

He opened the zipper of the tool bag he brought out of the car, and it was actually filled with all kinds of pistols and bullets.

Of course, the Mafia Building in the port has a more professional training ground, but it is not suitable for Mizuho Nishino to practice...Nakahara also does not want his subordinates to hear rumors that "the cadres can't even hold a gun steadily".

But he didn't expect that she could really miss all of them.

"How can you be so weak with my body?" Nakahara asked in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nakaya." Mizuho Nishino moved his wrist slowly before he emptied a cartridge, "but the recoil of the gun is too great." After a long time, my wrist hurts.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He made a mistake, he only started to learn guns considering her, and he deliberately picked out a few easy-to-handle guns. Both Glock and Burleigh Tower are standard military pistols, easy to carry, and the power of short-distance bursts is about the same. , but he obviously ignored Mizuho Nishino, even if he changed his physical fitness, he didn't have enough experience to reduce the recoil. If he had known earlier, he might as well choose a small-caliber rifle to control the point.

"Calm down, don't worry, take your time." He took her hand to adjust his posture, "Hold the stock of the gun with your right hand, and keep your left hand stable. Unless you are about to shoot, don't put your index finger on the trigger, as it is easy to misfire."

He took her hand, realigned the target, and shot.

The bullet pierced through the head position of the stick figure on the wall - that is the target they practiced shooting. The wall was pitted by stray bullets. In many places, different pictures were carved with chalk or stone. There are also clouds, tigers and the like.

Mizuho Nishino was a little curious about who the owner of the "secret base" was, or rather, she had already guessed something. She looked at Nakahara Chuya, wondering if she should ask.

I always feel that it is someone else's important privacy.

Zhongyuan Zhong also taught the movements hand in hand without knowing it, and took two steps back to let go: "Try again."

She turned her gaze back to the target 30 meters away, and thought for a while: "Mr. Nakaya, if I can hit the target ten times with a box of bullets before ten o'clock, why don't you go somewhere with me after work is over?"

G. Locke has 17 rounds of ammunition. She missed all of them just now, and 10 rounds are basically evenly divided.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone and checked the time, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

"Okay." He nodded, "If you win half of the prize, I will accompany you wherever you go."

……

"Is this where you said you wanted to come?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked strangely.The sea of ​​colorful lights in front of you illuminates the dark sky, cheerful music is flying around, and not far away are carousels, roller coasters, and Ferris wheels.It is 09:30 now, and there is still half an hour before the closing time of the amusement park. No wonder she said she would be here before ten o'clock.

In the end, Mizuho Nishino hit the target nine times with a box of bullets. Her hands became more and more stable. At first, she could only hit the edges of the human figure, such as the arms, abdomen and other non-vital areas. She hit the last bullet accurately. As a novice, she performed well.It was already past nine o'clock, and she was ready to try again without any regret or dissatisfaction. Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the time and stopped her.

"Well done," he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the figure who was shot between the eyebrows not far away, hooked his lips in satisfaction, and separated the unused bullets in his hand, "Let's practice next time, the time is almost up, where do you want to go?"

Then she took out the electronic map to check the address, and took him to the nearest amusement park.

"Every time I come to the amusement park to play this, I will swallow a lot of money, but I can't get the final prize." Mizuho Nishino picked up the toy rifle and said happily, "It's rare to have the opportunity to try the real product. This time It must be successful!"

The booth in front of you is common in amusement parks. You can shoot balloons with a toy gun filled with plastic bullets. If you hit all ten shots, you can choose a plush toy.

Of course she doesn't lack money to buy toys. As long as she wants, the daughter of the Nishino Consortium can buy a villa of plush toys and hoard them, but what she spends money to buy cannot be compared with the prizes she wins.

Then she spent [-] yen and played three times without getting a prize.

Mizuho Nishino: "..."

She felt the game was against her.

"Customer, the park will be closed soon. If you miss a hit, go back and come back tomorrow." The stall owner yawned and urged.If a smarter man wants to show off in front of his girlfriend, he knows to give him a sum of money in advance, and he will do some tricks on the balloon to ensure that the guests will hit every shot.This kid is out of line.

"I'll give it a try." Zhongya Zhongya was not interested in this kind of children's play at first, wouldn't it be more interesting to shoot with a real gun?Seeing that she looked disappointed, he took the toy gun and tried the trigger force of the empty gun before filling it with plastic bullets.

The feel of the toy gun is very different from the real gun. He missed two shots in the front, and after he got used to it, he hit all ten shots in the back.

The stall owner, who was about to fall asleep, woke up. He has set up a stall here for several years, and occasionally there are game masters who can get prizes without his tricks. The gun looked like a newcomer, and she looked for the lower ammunition, but found that it was not at the bottom, and threw it in from the small opening at the top, with a surprised look on her face.

"Toy, which one do you want?" Zhongyuan Zhong also won the prize and asked with his head tilted.

"Send me?" Nishino Mizuho asked in confirmation.

He returned the toy gun to the boss, and said as a matter of course: "Don't you like it? It's useless for me to hold it."

She curled her lips slightly.

"Miss, have you been here before..." The stall owner vaguely remembered that although he had hundreds of customers here every day, he should have never forgotten a beautiful customer like a woman with tea hair. The reason why he didn't think about it just now When he woke up, the main reason was that he was too sleepy after a busy day, his brain was already dull, and he always felt that her aura had changed a lot... Maybe it was his illusion.

Mizuho Nishino turned her eyes around the toy shelf a few times. She had her eyes on the rabbit in the middle, and finally pointed to an orange cat on the top shelf and said, "I want that."

The stall owner came back to his senses, he took off the item with a smile on his face, and when he handed it to him, he suddenly pulled her aside: "Little brother, come here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked puzzled. She followed the boss for a few steps and felt strange: "What's the matter, boss?"

"That beauty came to my store several times before, and she spent tens of thousands of yen each time. I was very impressed. I was still wondering who is so obsessed with plush dolls. She can buy several trucks for the money she spends. It’s a toy, it seems it’s for you, little brother, and I want to show off a shot in front of you.” The boss stuffed the orange cat doll to her, patted her on the shoulder, and persuaded her earnestly in the tone of someone who has been there, “Although you are a big Why do men like these things, but this girl is really nice, you should cherish it."

Nishino Mizuho spoke out with difficulty: "...Understood, thank you."

……

On the way back, she squeezed the doll's hand, listlessly.

"What did that person tell you?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked with a slight frown.

"It's nothing, it's just—" She shook her head, just about to speak out.

In the distance, with a "bang", the light exploded above the head, and the colorful fireworks illuminated the night sky, changing rapidly, like a sky full of stars, or daisies, layer upon layer, covering the sky above the amusement park, and the fireworks exploded in an instant After blooming, it withers quickly. The petals are like rain, and they have disappeared before they fall on the ground.

The two looked at the sky at the same time, and under the light of the fireworks, a faint light flowed on the side of her face.

"Mr. Chuya, I want to trade back with you."

He heard her whisper.

The voice was too small, and quickly dissipated in the night wind, so light that it was just like his illusion.