The heroine is full of insanity

Minamoto and Dazai led the "Black Lizard", the leader's directly subordinate unit specially dispatched by Mori Ogai, to work all day, investigating the five strongholds of various gangs that were destroyed by the white unicorn, but found few clues.

"I'm so tired." On the way back, Yuanchun slumped in the chair like ice cream melting in the sun, his eyes were dull and his tone was weak, "The battery is low, I'm going to turn off the phone..."

Opening a small vest is very mentally exhausting, especially when both sides need to use a lot of brains.

Dazai was full of energy, he was playing a game with his head down, when he heard this, he spread his arms and made a hug gesture towards Genjun, "Come on!"

Yuanchun lazily changed her movements, she turned her back to Dazai and continued to paralyze, "No."

The game console let out a mournful wail, the villain controlled by Dazai lost the battle, and a big ending logo popped up on the screen.

Dazai sighed for a long time, threw away the game console, and raised his hand to cover his chest, expressing that he was very hurt.

Dazai got out of the car halfway, Genjun asked him what he was going to do, he smiled mysteriously, put his finger on his lips, "Secret."

Dazai has so many secrets that he can't count, and Yuanchun didn't get to the bottom of it, he just told him to be careful.

Yuanchun tilted her head and leaned against the half-opened car window, watching Dazai's figure gradually fade away along the road, gradually blending into the deep night, then she retracted her gaze, patted the back of the driver's seat, and said in a low voice: "Turn around."

The driver looked at the uninspired Yuanchun through the rearview mirror, "Miss, do you want to go back to the villa?"

Yuanchun closed his eyes and reported the address, which is a bar affiliated to the gangster forces in Hong Kong, "Go here, I'm a little tired today, I want to have a glass of wine to relax."

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After the Dragon Head War broke out, the business of the bar declined a lot. In the past, the nightclub was full and the music was so loud that the whole street could be heard, but now it was so cold that there was only one young waiter watching the scene.

Yuanchun pulled away the high chair at the bar, sat down in front of the waiter, and poked his shoulder one after another, "Handsome guy, wake up, it's open for business."

Five times later, the waiter finally moved. He struggled to prop up his upper body, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stared blankly at Yuanchun, his eyes were distracted, and his expression was "Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?" The bewildered.

Yuanchun was amused by the waiter's reaction, she didn't push her, and just looked at him with her chin propped up.

The two stared at each other for nearly a minute before the dull waiter realized who the person in front of him was.

"Little Miss!" The waiter suddenly opened his eyes wide, frightened and completely awake, he stood up in a hurry, stood upright, and said loudly, "Why are you here?"

Whose child is this, kind of cute... Yuanchun thought casually.

Looking at the dark orange ponytail on the waiter's shoulders, Yuanchun squinted her eyes subconsciously. For a brief moment, she felt that the waiter gave her a familiar feeling, like someone she knew .

Subtle thoughts come and go quickly, like a nimble swimming fish, disappearing with a flick of its tail.Yuanchun didn't delve into it, she curled her fingers, tapped the spotlessly clean marble tabletop, and said, "Give me a bourbon cola."

It's not that Yuanchun loves this cocktail so much, it's just that he can't forget it because he didn't drink it last time.

The waiter obediently nodded and agreed, then turned around and rushed into the back kitchen. Five seconds later, he ran back, grabbed the door frame to look at Yuanchun, and said nervously: "Miss, you are not yet of age, so you cannot drink."

Genjun: "..." What happened to the bartenders in the Yokohama bar?

I must drink this wine today!Yuan Chun's energy came up, he rolled his sleeves, raised his chin, put on the airs of Miss Hong Kong and Hei, and said in a dignified tone: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and adjust!"

Waiter Qiqi Ai Ai: "But, but..."

"No but," Yuanchun threatened, "don't deduct wages!"

The waiter left aggrieved.

Genjun finally had his bourbon cola.

Covered by cola, the smell of alcohol is not very strong, and Yuanchun even tasted a taste of honey.She expressed her satisfaction, took one sip after another, and quickly finished a large glass.

"One more cup." Yuanchun took out a tissue, wiped his mouth gracefully, and said happily.

The waiter hesitated to speak.

Yuanchun dragged his voice: "Deduction of wages——"

"Don't buckle, don't buckle!" The waiter sighed, "Okay, just wait a moment."

The above scenes kept repeating. When Waiting Zhongye kicked open the door of the bar and charged in aggressively with his subordinates, there were already twelve empty glasses neatly lined up in the corner of the bar.

The waiter shrank behind the counter, covered his chest with one hand, and grabbed the bottle of bourbon that was only half left in the other, trying to snatch it back from Yuanchun's hand, "Miss, I can't drink any more, you are already drunk, I call Somebody come to pick you up!"

"Bah," Yuan Chun rested his chin on one hand, his cheeks were slightly red, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not drunk."

The waiter whispered: "Miss, I have seen too many drunk people, they are all like you, emphasizing that they are not drunk..."

Yuanchun laughed softly, too lazy to argue.

In her view, proving "I'm not drunk" is as troublesome and annoying as proving "I'm not mentally ill."

There is a rich and intoxicating aroma of wine slowly wandering in the air, spreading densely, making people's thoughts float.

Zhong also sniffled, and after seeing the situation in the bar clearly, the fierce expression on his face gradually turned into a daze.

"What's the matter?" Zhongya walked over with his hips akimbo, and under the watchful eyes of the waiter, he snatched away the glass wine bottle that Yuanchun was holding on to, "Why are you here? The intruder Woolen cloth?"

The palm suddenly emptied, and the discomfort made Yuanchun subconsciously reach around and grab a few.

The waiter's skill has never been as vigorous and agile as at this moment. He retreated at the speed of light, so fast that he even dragged out an afterimage.

And Zhong, who didn't have time to dodge and didn't want to dodge, was grabbed by Yuanchun's sleeve just like that.

Zhong also took a deep breath, "...you—"

Yuanchun raised his head and looked at it against the light, "What intruder?"

When it comes to work-related matters, Nakaya's attention is instantly diverted, and he becomes serious and focused, which is much better than a certain blue mackerel.He pulled the chair next to him and sat down, and replied: "I received news that this place was attacked by a hostile organization, and I will bring someone over to take a look. Have you solved it?"

The dim light from the bar fell into Yuanchun's eyes, turning into finely divided seven colors, as beautiful as a handful of exquisite diamonds sprinkled on the black velvet curtain.

Zhong Ye was slightly taken aback, his eyes moved a short distance to the side unnaturally.

Yuanchun didn't seem to notice Chuya's small movements, her voice was a little fluttering, "No, does it look like there was a conflict here?"

This is true, the surrounding area has been cleaned and tidy, with no signs of fighting at all.

Zhong also frowned suspiciously.

Yuanchun: "Who told you the news?"

Chuya: "People from the Ministry of Intelligence."

Now China is just a brick, where it needs to be moved, and people are running around Yokohama to support everywhere.

Yuanjun showed a thoughtful expression, she was silent for a while, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to Dazai: 【Where are you? 】

Dazai didn't reply.

"Is there a problem?" From Yuanchun's reaction, Zhong also realized that something was not right.

Yuanchun shook his head.

"A spy from the intelligence department got in?" Nakaya's eyes darkened. He called one of his subordinates and told him to investigate the specific situation.

Taking advantage of the time when Chuya was talking to his subordinates, the ungrateful Yuanjun touched the bourbon whiskey back again. This time she didn't pour it into the glass, but blew it directly on the bottle, gulping down the rest in one gulp. .

The cool liquid went down the throat and poured into the stomach all the way, and then gradually warmed up, like a small burning stove, it was really refreshing.

"Actually, it's not necessary," Yuanchun blinked, "I guess that person is dead now..."

"Hey, what's the matter with you!" Zhong also turned his head and saw that the wine bottle was empty, so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he snatched the empty bottle back, and knocked Yuanchun on the head with it, "If you don't see it, you will do something wrong!"

Yuanchun raised a finger and shook it, "My drinking capacity is much better than yours, drinking is no different from drinking Coke."

This is the truth, Yuanchun is indeed not drunk, she can hold a thousand glasses of alcohol, and can drink for ten columns, Higama has to admit that alcohol has no effect on her at all.

But the so-called alcohol is not intoxicating, and everyone is intoxicated. Sometimes it is not alcohol that works, but the chaotic mood.

Yuanchun voluntarily jumped into the pit dug by Mori Ogai, which doesn't mean she didn't have any grievances in her heart. Later, she tried a few words with Dazai and realized that some subtle emotions might be sprouting, which made her even more at a loss as to what to do.

Whether it's resentment, irritability, or other messy emotions, in short, this emotion must be vented, and continue to hold back, she doesn't know what she can do when it explodes.

If you look for Dazai, your condition will get worse, if you look for Oda, you will choke to death, and if you look for it... Forget it, half of the reason for being so aggrieved is to not lose your horse in front of him.

It's better to drink.

As a result, drinking and drinking was a pleasant surprise. Zhongye's arrival was unexpected, and he was probably tricked by some wicked thing, but it's all here, how can he let him go so easily?

You bumped into this yourself, don't blame me...

Yuanchun was lying on the table, half of her face was covered by shadow, she showed a faint smile.

From a certain point of view, being a pure and innocent child can be regarded as venting.

Zhong also disagreed with Yuan Chun's claim that she has a better drinking capacity than him, and confidently stated that he is the person with the largest drinking capacity in Hong Kong.

When Chuya said this, his six subordinates were exchanging glances frantically.

Yuanchun rolled his eyes, smiled and said, "I don't believe it, unless you show it."

"What's so difficult about it!" Zhongya slapped the table and said boldly, "Serve the wine!"

Waiter: "..." I thought I could send away a drunk, but another one came.

"You all go back," Chuya said to the rest of his subordinates, "You've worked hard today, so go to bed early."

Subordinate A falters: "That...Master Zhongyuan..."

Subordinate B was more courageous, so he went directly to Yuan Chun's side, trying to persuade him, "Miss, it's absolutely impossible, our lord—"

Zhong also glanced at his subordinate B quietly, his eyes were sharp, like a knife out of its sheath.

Subordinate B seemed to feel an inescapable gravity pressing down on his head. He was forced to shut his mouth, shrank his neck, turned around and ran away.

One person ran away, the others looked at me, I looked at you, and then they all ran away completely, even the waiter solemnly entrusted the key to Yuanchun after bringing the wine, without looking back escaped.

Yuanchun hooked the keychain with her slender fingers and turned around, she looked at Zhongya with a half-smile, "I think your subordinates might want to tell me—"

"No, he doesn't want to." Zhongya said categorically, he opened the wine bottle with his bare hands, filled himself a glass, and drank it without hesitation.

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Yuanchun: "I regret it now, especially regret it..."

Toru Amuro: "Senior, where are you?"

Yuanchun: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have teased him to drink from the very beginning, if I hadn't teased him to drink, he wouldn't have passed out with a glass of wine, drank like crazy, and Push me on the table @&*#..."

Toru Amuro: "..."

"What happened?" Oda asked with concern.

Toru Amuro looked serious, "I think we have to call the police."

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"Put me on the table and force me to write a damn math problem..."

Get drunk and force others to learn!Tell me what a terrible disease it is!

With a bitter face, Yuanchun wrote down a long string of numbers on the paper.

There was a sound of clothes rubbing against the ear, followed by a beep, and the phone was hung up.

Chuya: "Don't call that blue mackerel for help!"

Yuanchun: "I didn't hit the fish... Oh, forget it, it's what you say."

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