Has Mr. Zhongya changed back today?

She said she could trade the two back.

Mizuho Nishino's gentle tone was filled with a hint of rejoicing, mixed with some inexplicable guilt.Nakahara Chuya couldn't tell exactly why she showed a relieved expression for a while.

By the time he noticed the incredible heat coming from the blood on the palms of the two, and when he had a bad intuition and wanted to withdraw his hand, it was already a step too late.

Does she want to change now?

"Wait, Nishino—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Like a hangover, the soul seemed to be pulled away suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, the bodies of the two had been exchanged.

The girl's weak body covered in blood fell from his eyes, and Zhong Yuan was stunned and reached out to catch it.

"Nishino! Mizuho Nishino!"

He half-kneeled on the ground, nervously calling her name.The rain was getting heavier, washing the blood off her body continuously, her face was so pale that she could barely see the blood, she closed her eyes without responding in his arms, Zhong Yuanzhong also put his hand under her nose, and found that she still had a faint Taking a breath, he breathed a sigh of relief, then pursed his lips tightly, his expression not much relaxed.

She was probably injured too badly and manipulated an unskilled ability, so she was exhausted and passed out.

He took out his mobile phone and contacted the nearby Mafia grassroots to respond.

When he hung up the phone, the sound of footsteps quietly approaching in the rain and fog came unexpectedly.

The "customers" in the cafe chased them out, and there were too many of them. He just wanted to feel Nishino Mizuho's side as soon as possible, but he couldn't get rid of them all.

For the sake of their so-called abilities, these people without abilities have turned themselves into "jewel puppets". It seems that someone is manipulating them from a distance, making them throw away their fear and focus on fighting.

Nakahara Chuya picked up the girl and stood up expressionlessly.

The moment the enemies rushed up, the ground under his feet cracked like a spider web, and the red light of gravity engulfed the gravel and shot out like bullets.

Nakahara Chuya's ability is gravity manipulation. He manipulated the quality of the gravel, making it faster than bullets, tearing up the rain curtain like a rainbow.In an instant, blood splattered, and it was like a red rain fell all around.

He turned a blind eye to all of this. The low beams of Mafia's car in the distance cut through the night and slightly illuminated the piles of corpses in the puddle. He hugged Mizuho Nishino and walked towards the car through the blood that snaked to his feet.

……

In a nearby hospital belonging to the port of Mafia, an emergency has just ended.

Every medical staff who is on duty in the hospital tonight or transferred by a temporary transfer order is reminded to be in fear.

There is no other reason, the girl who was sent to the emergency room tonight was sent by the gravity envoy himself and ordered to take care of her.Although Zhong Yuan is considered a rare "normal person" in Mafia, he values ​​friendship and has no eccentricities such as turning human lives into gems. As long as he doesn't offend him, he is easy to talk to.But the name of one of the five major cadres is put here, and few people dare not be afraid.The doctors were worried that the little girl who was covered in blood on the operating table could not be cured, and they were implicated by the anger of the Mafia cadres. They tried their best to prove that they did their best even if they couldn't save her in the end.

But Nakahara Chuya didn't really think about anything.

He couldn't be more clear about the extent of her injuries.Before switching back with her, he used her body and tried to avoid the vital points when he was injured. Although there were many wounds on his body, they were not fatal.

He knew she would be fine.

But it wasn't until the green light in the emergency room came on and he quietly listened to the doctor's report that he was completely relieved.

The effects of the anesthesia had not yet passed, and Mizuho Nishino was still asleep.

This is a single ward on the top floor of the inpatient department.In order to sterilize, the hospital is full of the smell of disinfectant most of the time, probably due to the effect of the fresh air system. The smell in this ward is not pungent, and the aromatherapy placed on the bedside table naturally dilutes this.

She was admitted to the hospital in the middle of the night, and after the operation, it was dawn.The rain outside had stopped a long time ago, the sky suddenly broke, and there was a bright fish-belly white rolling in the clouds. The moon had not completely disappeared, hanging gray in the sky, as if it would melt into the sun in the next moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the girl on the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand to pull the curtains to avoid direct sunlight in the room.

He leaned against the wall, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her quietly.

To be honest, Chuya Nakahara is in a bit of a strange mood right now.

Since he exchanged with her when they first met, he was very familiar with her appearance, but this was the first time he really "saw" her like this.

He wasn't used to her sleeping face yet.It was too quiet, although she was not usually a noisy character, and the doctor said that the operation was a success, and she would be fine when she woke up, but she just fell down in front of him like that, without even leaving him much to say.

Of course, Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't want to change back, but he never thought that she would choose to change at that time.

Previously, he only thought about how to save her life and deal with that group of people.Until now, he finally had time to calm down and think. For a moment, he felt like a dream.

It was as if his experiences during this time were all a weird dream.

...at least not a nightmare.

he thinks.

On the contrary, it resembles a fairy tale reflected in reality.

Zhong Yuanzhong also never dreamed, he didn't know if this metaphor was accurate, the situation couldn't be clearer now, the main reason for the exchange between the two was her out of control ability.Even he himself found it unbelievable that not only was he not angry at all, but... he didn't regret knowing her.Even in this subtle way.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning. Did he indulge her too much?

Zhong Yuanzhong is not used to this kind of strange emotion. Even now, when he closes his eyes, the blood that bloomed and withered on her body like roses when she fell can't help appearing in his mind over and over again. He still clearly remembers the moment when he listened. He couldn't feel the surrounding sounds, and his perception didn't return to normal until he confirmed that she was still breathing.This made him feel restless after he had finally calmed down.

He suddenly remembered her confession before they parted... She was always like this, seemingly meek, but bold and decisive in real situations.

In comparison, what about him?he to her...

Nakahara Nakaya, who had lowered his eyes in thought, subconsciously looked at Nishino Mizuho's face again. At this moment, his cell phone rang, interrupting his train of thought.

He picked up his phone and looked at it, then quietly walked out of the ward.

"Find it?" he asked bluntly.

"Yes, Mr. Chuya. After confirming and analyzing the identities of the attackers, most of them come from different social classes. They should all be unregistered or without abilities before. There is no commonality in their identities. But they have all been in Leave a message on the Internet, and have a connection with an ID called 'White Collar'."

The subordinate replied: "Shimizu Hirokazu, who attacked Miss Nishino before, also contacted someone named 'White Collar' on the Internet. Following this clue, the intelligence department found the manipulator of this ID, a man named Masahiro Somoto. A researcher in a listed pharmaceutical company has left the job a week ago. When our people arrived at his residence, it was already empty. Now we are still trying our best to find his whereabouts, and we will report to you as soon as we have news!"

"Zongmoto Masahiro?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also chewed on this strange name in doubt, and he quickly denied it: "No, no, he is an abandoned child at best. That mackerel made such a big noise, it won't let you find out so easily. Behind the scenes."

Wait a moment.

He suddenly realized that if Osamu Dazai's goal was to weaken the strength of Mafia at the port, it would be much easier before he and Mizuho Nishino returned. What exactly was that guy trying to do?

He gave a "tsk" impatiently, and decided to take a look at the cafe where he met the enemy last night.

Thinking that she was still awake, he hesitated for a moment, then looked back at the ward.A ray of light streamed from the intersection of the fallen curtains, like a firefly flickering gently on her body.

In a trance, he heard the gentle sound of the wind moving the gauze curtain from the corridor, but he suddenly remembered that there were no windows in the corridor, and there could be no wind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also supported his forehead with his hands in frustration. He really didn't rest last night and had hallucinations.

He sent his subordinates to guard the hospital, went to the cafe alone, and returned to the apartment on the way to change a set of clothes.It rained last night, and he was covered with her blood, walking on the street like this, no matter how you think about it, it's a problem.

The cafe was blocked by people from Mafia, and the tables, chairs, benches, and glass decorations inside were smashed to the ground. People from the logistics department arrived last night. Before the arrival of the military police, they sealed the body in a body bag and cleaned up the shop. But there are still traces of dragging left in many places.

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked around the store, and finally found the signal receiving device from the wreckage of a broken sugar bowl on the ground. A red dot was displayed on it, and the distance generator was in the suburbs.

He was about to go and have a look, when he received a call from his subordinates stationed in the hospital.

"Mr. Nakaya, Miss Nishino is awake."

As soon as he picked up the phone, his subordinates informed him with mixed surprises.

He was startled, and his subordinate then asked: "Do you want to come back now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, he wrote down the position of the signal on the receiver, and said carefully: "Is... is she okay?"

It took a while for the subordinate's report to come back, "Ms. Nishino said she was fine, but she said she wanted to see you..." At this point, the subordinate hesitated and added cautiously, "Mr. Nakaya, as a man From a standpoint, it seems not good to keep a girlfriend who is recovering from a serious illness waiting for a long time."

"...I see, I'll be there soon."

Since everyone in the organization misunderstood their relationship, he had no choice but to give up his excuses, put the receiver back in his pocket, and walked back. He paused, and then suddenly said: "You tell her not to worry, let me handle the matter, I will Nothing will happen to her again."

After Zhongyuan Zhong also finished this sentence, he hung up the phone as if he was afraid of being questioned by her, which made him stunned when he wanted to advise his boss to confess his confession not to pretend to be someone else.

"Mr. Chuya will be back soon."

As a qualified subordinate, he put away his mobile phone, looked at the tea-haired girl sitting on the hospital bed with her back leaning on the pillow, and thoughtfully conveyed: "She asked you to leave everything to him, and he will do his best to protect you in the future." You, don't let you suffer any more damage!"

Mizuho Nishino always felt that he changed his lines.

After she woke up, she asked the Mafia members in black suits to open the curtains, and the warm sunlight filled the room, making her skin as white and translucent as snow-washed.

She sighed helplessly.

"However, I asked you to tell me just now, obviously I have something to say to Mr. Chuya..."