Has Mr. Zhongya changed back today?

Back in the room she woke up in, a silent confrontation ensues.

strangeness.

It's so weird.

Mizuho Nishino thought.

Although there is no shortage of opportunities to look in the mirror on weekdays, she has never observed "her" from head to toe from a completely unfamiliar perspective like now.

To be precise, observing her own body.

Objectively, she also thinks she looks pretty.

The person sitting on the opposite sofa with casual movements had a face she was all too familiar with——

The girl looked at her coldly, her long light brown curly hair approached her waist, her emerald eyes were as clear as the blue sky, her skin was porcelain white and delicate, she was wearing a lovely strawberry pajamas, everything looked familiar to her , but she has an expression and momentum completely opposite to her own.

Domineering like a ball of hot flames.

No matter how you think that the entrance of the tavern is not a suitable place for conversation, Mizuho Nishino brought him in. Fortunately, the other party has no objection, but it is not a solution for the two parties to keep looking at each other so awkwardly. Thinking of this, she took the initiative to open the chat box : "Your current body is mine, conversely, my current body is yours, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also always felt that her statement was a bit subtle, and he couldn't say it for a while, so he said "ah" vaguely, showing impatience, and was about to say something when Mizuho Nishino gently interrupted him.

"Things have become like this, information exchange is basic." She raised her index finger, and suggested in a gentle tone, "First of all, let's clarify our respective names and identities. To be fair, how about we talk together?"

Zhong Yuanzhong neither nodded nor denied, he looked at her expressionlessly.

"Three, two, one..."

Mizuho Nishino slowly snapped his fingers.

"Mizuho Nishino, a mystery novelist with the pseudonym 'Sixteen Nights'."

"Chuya Chuya, port Mafia, cadre."

He took a little longer to report his name and identity.

After the words fell, the two looked at each other.

No matter how you say it, the "occupation" reported by the other party is far from what I know.

It is true that for problems that can be solved with fists, Zhong Yuanzhong really doesn't bother to think about complicated strategies. Generally speaking, he has already uprooted the hostile forces by beating around the bush, but it doesn't mean that he can only be reckless.

When his body was taken away and his ability could not be used, he needed to be more cautious than usual.

Although his patience is almost at the limit.

He originally thought it was a trick of hostile forces, but what did she just say?novelist?Could it be some code name on the road?

Simultaneously.

Mizuho Nishino was also stunned when he suddenly heard the word "Mafia" from the other party's mouth, which was completely out of line with his ordinary life.

Mafia, is that Mafia she knows?The one you see in gangster movies?

"Your calm attitude is not like an ordinary novelist." In the end, compared to Mizuho Nishino who was at a loss, Nakahara, who didn't like this kind of beating around the bush, also took the lead in the conversation. He remembered the study room where he woke up. There are indeed things similar to manuscripts in Zhongyuan, but there is also the possibility of acting as a complete set, and Zhongyuan Zhong did not hide his doubts.

"It's probably because I'm more nervous than ordinary people, and... even if you suddenly tell me that you are Mafia or something, I don't really feel it in the current state." She replied sincerely, thought for a while, and touched the phone Out——Because she was using the mobile phone that originally belonged to Chuya Nakahara, seeing her natural actions, Zhongya Nakahara showed vigilance, and stretched his brows again.

Of course, there are a lot of important data in the phone, but it took a lot of time since he woke up and rushed here. She has already looked through the things in the phone, and it is too unnecessary to make trouble now.

Mizuho Nishino didn't rummage through the phone after getting it. She directly opened the phone browser, entered "Sixteen Nights" on the interface where the search engine was located, and returned the phone to him.

"Although these words are a bit strange to me, I can still be considered a well-known novelist. I have a good family background and my career is steadily rising. It is of no benefit to me to exchange identities with you." She sighed distressedly. He took a deep breath, "To be honest, I don't have a clue as to why this happened. Could it be your problem?"

A few photos of her captured by reporters during the autograph session were displayed on the phone screen, as well as various exaggerated titles and awards.The girl in the photo is signing for the readers. Her gaze falls on the pages of the book, her eyebrows are slightly lowered, she is clean and gentle, and she wears a pair of short white lace gloves on the hand holding the pen.

Zhong Yuanzhong also cannot deny that if she is really just an ordinary person as he said, then it is more likely that the manipulator behind the scenes will come at him.

I just don't know why that group of people got a novelist involved, can't it be that she is more unlucky?

He asked her a few more questions, combined with Nishino Mizuho's unthinking answers, Nakahara also found that she, like him, had been switched bodies after falling asleep and waking up.

From the memories of both parties, there was no link that might have been designed. After Nishino Mizuho asked what to do next, Nakahara Chuya showed an extremely embarrassed expression.

"What's wrong?" Mizuho Nishino found Chuya Nakahara's expression strange.

"It's nothing." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked away.

Tsk, that guy defected at such a time...

"What's wrong with your hand?" Since the other party was unwilling to answer, Nishino Mizuho didn't force her to ask, she suddenly noticed a small detail.

He—or she, the slender and white finger joints were torn apart, and the bright red blood oozes out and dries up, congealing around the wound, and the untreated wound is covered with some dust, which looks very painful.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said "Huh?" He raised his hand and said as if nothing happened, "It's nothing, I scratched a little when I hit the wall."

He brushed off the panic and anger he felt when he woke up this morning.

What have you done to other people's bodies without authorization!

Mizuho Nishino straightened up without a word, and opened the door from the inside.

"Can you bring me a medicine kit? Please." She politely asked the guard outside the door.

The guard looked at her in surprise, "Yes, Mr. Nakaya." Although he was surprised by the different tone of the cadre, he answered with a bow and hurried to get it.

"It's not an important wound." Zhong Yuanzhong glanced at her disapprovingly.

He didn't know how many times he had experienced more serious wounds than this, and he had been on the verge of life and death several times, but it was just a scratch. He felt that Mizuho Nishino was making a fuss.

Mizuho Nishino turned around and reminded: "But this is my body. Unlike my husband, my body is very fragile. Please treat it well."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

She thought he wanted to!

The guard quickly went back and forth, handed her the medicine box, Mizuho Nishino took it, and walked up to Nakahara Nakaya.

"Hand." She gestured with her hand.

"I'll do it myself." He took the medicine box in her hand, and originally wanted to put it aside, but when he saw her staring at him intently, his eyes met, he was silent for two seconds, sighed in compromise, and opened the medicine box , Simply apply the medicine and wrap the bandage.

There was a person in front of him who was dangling against his face and got so close, with a cautious and distressed expression, Zhong Yuanzhong was really... awkward.

Nishino Mizuho waited for him to finish bandaging before asking, "Then what should we do next?"

Zhong Yuan also showed hesitation, and he was about to answer when Mizuho Nishino's cell phone rang.

She picked up the phone: "Boss? Answer?"

"Pick it up, no, forget it, just pretend not to be there, it seems too fake, wait—" Zhongyuan Zhong also seldom hesitated, before he made a decision, Mizuho Nishino quickly pressed the answer button, he His face changed, and he came to grab the phone.

She didn't expect him to pounce on him all of a sudden, and she pressed him directly on the sofa, "It hurts, don't pounce on him suddenly." She fell in the wrong posture, her joints were pressed, and she subconsciously whispered.

"Tsk, if it wasn't for..." Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly remembered that the phone was on a call, and put away his voice.

Mori Ogai, the leader of the port Mafia on the other side of the phone: "..."

"Nakaya-kun has also reached the age of awakening. You treat men and women equally in the organization and treat them as brothers. As the leader, I am very worried about your future and I am also happy for you." Mori Ogai said meaningfully, "But in When answering the phone call from the leader, please use moderation."

"I'm not..." Chuya Nakahara realized that he might be getting darker and darker as soon as he said it. He gritted his teeth and said to Mizuho Nishino, "I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." Mizuho Nishino nodded with a normal face, grabbed Nakahara Nakaya's sleeve when he stood up, and pointed to the pen and paper on the table.

That's what she meant just now. Since it was the call from the leader of Mafia, she must not be easily rejected, but now it is impossible for the "real Central Plains Chuya" to answer, so she wanted her to answer it. He wrote down the answer and she followed it. read.

It was his overreaction that confused her just now.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her in surprise, he understood what she meant and nodded.

The call ended without incident.

Nishino Mizuho didn't quite understand, he thought that there was a problem in the gemstone business and he needed to deal with it. Because of the defection of a person named "Dazai-kun", Mafia's business was in chaos.

"Let's go." After the phone was hung up, Zhong Yuanzhong also disposed of the paper on which the answer was written. He tore up the paper, melted it with water, and finally flushed it into the sewer to ensure that there was no possibility of recovery.

"Why should I go?" Nishino Mizuho refused, she didn't like troublesome things, let alone such dangerous things.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "Don't forget, what you are using now is my body. All the abilities belong to you, why don't you wait for the enemy to kill you?"

Mizuho Nishino: "..."

She couldn't refute it.

"By the way, before that," he picked up the hat on the table and put it on Mizuho Nishino's head, and then grabbed the black coat on the sofa, "Go shopping with me first."

Seeing the strawberry pajamas on him, Mizuho Nishino gave a flat "oh".