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Masaichi Irie: ...

Don't come here! !

Wouldn't his stomach hurt even more in this way?

Wearing a pair of unpretentious black-rimmed glasses, Mirufiore was one of the six titular guardians—also known as the "Six Hanging Flowers"—who was lying on the bed a minute ago in a sleepless night. At the same time, the young man who is also the general manager of Mirufiore's largest base in Japan, the Meroni base, looked terrified, supported his body with his elbows, and moved backward twice with difficulty.

--Yes.

The positions (?) of Irie Masaichi and Bai Lan's eyes are very subtle.

As I mentioned just now, a minute ago, Irie Masaichi was still catching up on sleep.

In other words, before the others woke up, they were directly trapped on the bed by Bai Lan.

'...Wait, this description is very wrong no matter how you look at it, okay? '

Irie was complaining frantically in his heart.

He raised one hand, and pressed against Bai Lan's pressing chest with difficulty:

"Bryan? Why are you here?"

Bai Lan looked at him with a smile on his face, who was clearly guilty and was trying to resist showing off, and the thoughts that came to his mind were exactly the same as that of a certain unlucky guy——

Forget it, Xiaozheng, even if you weren't exposed because of simple (?) logical reasoning, just because of this clumsy, somewhat excessive acting skills, who gave you the confidence to successfully hide it from me?

The marshmallow lover, who was full of the urge to laugh in his heart, had no intention of restraining his urge at all, and burst into laughter——

"It's not good to pack quail at this time, Xiaozheng."

he said sweetly.

"You clearly heard what I just said, right? Still thinking about prevarication..."

The smile on the corner of Bai Lan's mouth disappeared suddenly, and the eyes that were bent because of the smile also opened, revealing the two cold pupils inside that were shining with inorganic cold light like glass balls.

The last sliver of luck in Jiang Zhengyi's heart was also ruthlessly torn to pieces.

"I didn't think I could really hide it from you."

Irie was speaking so calmly, but moved back a short distance unconsciously in his movements—I don’t know whether it was simply the uneasiness caused by being too close, or he felt that he was close at hand. Bai Lan's threat.

The orange-haired youth had a wry smile on his face.

"But I have to try, what if it succeeds?"

Bai Lan looked down at the hand on her chest.

It was the thin, pale, typical hand of a non-combatant.

Bai Lan never thought that it would threaten "herself", even...

It even indirectly led to his final defeat in the parallel world.

"I admit that I underestimated you before, Xiaozheng."

Bai Lan smiled and pulled Irijiang Zhengyi's hand down, holding it like a toy and squeezing it.

Irie's face turned green.

It's not that Bai Lan, a big man, played with his hands in such a slightly ambiguous gesture, which made him feel uncomfortable.

It was Bai Lan's expression and tone at the moment.

That's obviously not really praising Irie Masaichi, but——

"...you found out."

 The youth's voice became extremely dry.

Bai Lan smiled.

"If you mean the 'secret communication' between you and Peng Gelie Yunshou," when he mentioned the word "secret communication", he deliberately made a quotation mark gesture, "then I really didn't find it. "

Before Irie was able to breathe a sigh of relief subconsciously, Bai Lan continued in a vicious manner:

"But if Xiao Qiao has come here and rescued Tsunayoshi-kun who was supposed to be kidnapped by the people I sent ten years ago, I do already know."

"What should I do? Xiaozheng?" Bailan proudly moved closer to Irie Masaichi, "I have discovered your biggest secret~"

Masaichi Irie: ...

It's hard to describe his mood at the moment.

"Ah...you look like you want to ask me how I know you also know about Xiao Qiao's existence?"

Although Bai Lan's words were somewhat convoluted, Irie Masaichi still got exactly what he wanted to express.

He was well aware of the truth of saying too much and making mistakes in front of Bai Lan, but he just silently resisted Bai Lan's temptation.

But the more he was like this, the more Bai Lan could be sure of the answer she wanted.

"Sure enough..." He said thoughtfully, "Xiaozheng, after you exchanged with yourself ten years later, did you find that you didn't go there every time in the subsequent exchanges? All in the same 'world in ten years'?"

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out uncontrollably from the corner of Irie's forehead.

"What do you mean by that?"

He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.

Unfortunately, it seems that this cannot be hidden from Bai Lan's observation.

The white-haired youth smiled again and rolled his eyes.

"It's useless, Xiaozheng." His voice became sweet again, "You and I know very well that this level of acting skills can't fool me."

Irie pursed his lips tightly, but didn't respond at all.

Bai Lan didn't care about his reaction, she still smiled:

"Maybe it's some kind of miracle. In short, Xiaozheng, you went to many different worlds ten years later through the ten-year rocket launch."

In these worlds, without exception, Bai Lan has become the "villain boss" who rules or destroys the entire world.

"Although I personally don't agree with treating life as an RPG game~"

Bai Lan took out a pack of marshmallows out of nowhere, quickly stuffed three or four of them into her mouth, and after puffing up her cheeks, she was still able to speak clearly:

"But the feeling of being treated as the final boss isn't bad anyway, so it's up to you."

Irikawa forced a smile when he heard the words: "So I have to thank you?"

Bai Lan thought for a while, then waved her hand generously:

"That's unnecessary, Xiaozheng, you don't really want to thank me."

But well...

Bai Lan swallowed the marshmallow in her mouth, and stuffed another handful into it.

"I was able to hide Xiao Qiao's matter in my heart for ten years, and I didn't even mention a word to Gang Jijun..."

"Xiaozheng," Bai Lan moved a little closer in the direction of Zhengyi Irie, and the aroma of cotton candy quickly swayed between the two of them, "How powerful is Xiaoqiao that you will be regarded as the last hope in a desperate situation?" A hole card?"

Bai Lan had never seen a young man named Qiao Wen with her own eyes.

All his impressions of Qiao Wen came from the fragmented information he got from other people in the parallel world.

Therefore, although Bai Lan pieced together a rough image belonging to Qiao Wen from these fragmentary information, this image could not withstand careful scrutiny, let alone ascertain the true depth of the opponent's strength.

So what did he find?

The team he sent to kidnap Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years ago lost contact for more than six hours?

You must know that even though the surveillance images sent back from the villa have always shown that everything inside the villa is normal, there is a special way of communication between Bai Lan and the team members in the villa. Generally, if no contact is received for more than four hours, it means that something has happened. There was an unexpected change, and there was no active contact from the villa for more than six hours, which could even be regarded as the collective fall of the team, which was no longer under Bai Lan's control.

"What's interesting is that six hours later, when I determined that the situation had changed and decided to go to Japan to investigate in person, the villa's communication was restored."

Bai Lan chuckled, and handed a cotton candy to Masaichi Irie in a "friendly" way:

"Xiaozheng, although the contact information used is indeed the encryption method that I use to communicate with the team in the villa, the method of writing the information is indeed familiar to me."

"However, you misjudged the time limit."

Perhaps in the beginning, it was some kind of illusion that tampered with the surveillance images sent back by the surveillance system.

But then...

"It's you who modified the surveillance screen and pretended to be me, sending me those contact information, right?"

Bai Lan pressed the marshmallow to Irie Zhengyi's mouth, her smile was sweet and full of malice.

"Do you think that in order to avoid the call from being monitored, I choose to only conduct encrypted communication with them, rather than video or voice calls, which greatly provides you with the convenience of taking advantage of loopholes?"

But in fact, Bai Lan knew Irie Masaichi better than Irie Masaichi knew Bai Lan.

"It's a pity, Xiaozheng, if it's just to cover for Tsunayoshi-kun, you really wouldn't be so risky. Even if you want to risk being discovered by me, you must do it yourself to dispel my plan to go to Japan in person. idea."

Something more important than Tsunayoshi Sawada's rescue must have happened in that villa.

And with Bai Lan's understanding of Irie Masaichi...

"What else is your priority here, Xiao Zheng, that can be higher than Xiao Qiao?"

Bai Lan tapped Jiang Zheng's lips with the marshmallow that had never been fed into Jiang Zheng's mouth:

"At this point, don't ask me how I found out that you even knew about Xiao Qiao's existence, okay?"

The white-haired man laughed wantonly and flamboyantly.

"You should really look at your shocked expression and not knowing how to stop it when I said I was going to spread the news about the Great Demon King from another world."

"Seriously, Xiaozheng."

Bai Lan's tone could even be called full of pity.

"You're not fit to be a spy."

he said with a smile.

"Especially, being a spy by my side."

"Okay," Bai Lan finally stood up and clapped her hands briskly, as if she had appreciated enough of Irie's "desperate" performance, "Come on, take Xiaozheng down to rest, after all, there will be another The big drama is waiting for him to 'participate in'."

Before he finished speaking, a black-haired young man with low brows and pleasing eyes walked in from the door, and while answering respectfully to Bai Lan, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Irie Masaichi——