I rolled over after Raiders Dog Roll

To this day, Chuya recalls the humiliation of being dominated by women's clothing, and the death of the society who danced after drunkenness.

Especially when he gradually woke up, his memory recovered, his eyes fell, and suddenly he saw the mackerel doll in the girl's arms.It was staring blankly at itself with its squat, dead fish eyes, fully seeing his gaffe just now.

Zhong also knew very well in his heart that it was just a dead thing without intelligence, but at this moment, an illusion still appeared in his mind for no reason.

He was doing that shit dance in front of Osamu Dazai just now! ! !

Grass.

Chuya felt the urge to kill on the spot, but the little bastard who caused all this had already seen that he was in a bad state, and his feet were smeared.

Since then, there has been no sign of her in the dream.

He couldn't even find someone to vent his anger on, and Zhong Ye could only keep this pressure in his heart, and it lasted for many years.

The sun fell on the familiar platinum short hair, Nakaya narrowed his eyes, and he looked up and down the little bastard in front of him.

He has grown taller, and his appearance has grown a lot compared to what he remembered, like a small lotus standing by the lake, waiting to be picked.

However, at the moment, Chuya didn't have any thoughts of pity and pity.

While planning how to take revenge in his mind, he said in a deep voice, "Finally found you."

As soon as the voice fell, the air suddenly froze.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar word, but the person who said it was changed.As for the last person who said this, he was standing aside with a strong sense of presence, and the arc of the corner of his mouth carried a very deep meaning, as if he understood something.

Jingzi subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and the nerves in her brain were so tense that they could be broken inch by inch with just a flick.

A cool look fell silently on his face, it came from the dog curly spine beside him.

As if throwing a basin of ice water on her head, Jingzi suddenly woke up.

Although several months have passed since the disco dance in Thorn's dream, she is still not sure whether there are other unknown sequelae left by this incident.Kyoko thought, she couldn't let Chuuya tell the story of her encounter with him, and couldn't evoke the memory of Ji.

Her brain was running at a supernormal speed, and after a while, she quickly thought of which identity to use to explain Zhongya.

Jingzi took two steps forward abruptly, turning passive into active: "He is my netizen."

Zhong Ye frowned: "Are you out of your mind? Who..."

Before he finished speaking, Jingzi covered his mouth mercilessly.

The speed is as fast as lightning.

Before Zhong Ye raised his vigilance, he had already been tricked.Feeling the softness of the girl's palm, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Did this guy eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts?

Immediately afterwards, Jingzi's strange breath passed over her ears, and she said, "I still have a small video of you in my hand."

Oh.

It turned out that he was so arrogant because he had a handle.

Zhong also came to a conclusion, he gritted his teeth, and smiled angrily.

Jingzi made a promise: "As long as you help me accept this netizen status, I will delete the video immediately."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhongye, her eyes were full of sincerity, wet, reminiscent of the eyes of a milk dog.

Chuya paused, and after a while, he held the girl's slender wrist unceremoniously, threw it away, and glanced at her warningly: "Remember your words."

Kyoko: I promise.

Zhong also took a deep breath, and said with a straight face and a blunt tone: "That's right, Xiaojing and I are netizens."

Even though the two of them declared their netizen relationship to the outside world, there was still a voice in Goujuan's heart that faintly said: No, there is a more hidden relationship between them.

He looked coldly at Nakahara Nakaya's delicate and sharp face, looked down, and then glanced at Kyoko's right hand. She just covered Nakahara Nakaya's mouth with this hand, and her heart suddenly seemed to be pierced by a row of small needles. Tie it tightly.

Oh, she has so many "netizens".

Gou Juan sneered softly, his purple eyes were deep, and a large swath of ink quietly blurred away.

After a while, he lowered his gaze to the ground, blinded by his eyes.

After exchanging all the contact information with Zhongye, he was also warned sternly not to be blocked, Jing Zisheng perfunctoryly said a few words, stood where he was and watched him leave.

Things are really wrong today.

After sighing, she returned to Goujuan's side in a daze.

The next moment, I got a cold face.

Jingzi raised her eyes and looked at Goujuan's cold side face.She pursed her mouth, thinking rather guiltyly: Why is Ji so angry?

Is it because of Zhongye?

Thinking of this, she panicked even more.

He grabbed the corner of the dog's roll with his fingers and pulled it down gently.Seeing him turn his face expressionlessly, Jingzi lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Ji, I follow Zhongye...really just a netizen."

The dog roll has no opening.

No matter how she explained it, there was still a trace of guilty conscience on her face.

On the contrary, it made Goujuan more certain before he guessed.He lowered his eyes, his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line because of surging jealousy.

Jingzi couldn't help but began to regret. She lowered her little head, pulled the corner of the dog's coat with her fingers vigorously, and followed him step by step, inexplicably like a little puppy who was afraid of being abandoned.

This scene fell into the eyes of Pang Da and Yi Gu.

Pang Da fanned the air at the end of his nose with his hands, and said narrowly, "You Tai, did you smell it?"

Yi Gu: "?"

"It's the smell of an overturned vinegar jar."

Yi Gu laughed: "It's also possible that the sour lemon is ripe."

After finishing speaking, the two of them looked at each other tacitly and laughed lightly.

The dog rolled its ears, gritted its teeth silently, and resolutely wrote down a heavy revenge in its heart.

After crossing the zebra crossing, everyone stopped in front of a small red brick building with a sense of time.

The building is about five stories high.The red tiles retain traces of the passage of time, as old as buildings left over from the previous world.The first floor is occupied by a cafe named Vortex. The mellow coffee aroma slips out from behind the half-covered glass door and fills everyone's nostrils. The detective agency is located on the fourth floor.

After getting out of the elevator, Ranbu finally returned to his familiar place.He took the lead, pushed open a wooden door, and said proudly, "Here we are."

Jingzi endured Goujuan's cold face all the way, and she felt aggrieved and unhappy at the moment.Silently letting go of the hand holding the corner of her clothes, she chose to be the first to enter the detective agency.

What followed was a baptism of eyes from a group of strangers.

Her forward steps faltered, and she met eyes with the young man standing not far away.

Wearing a pair of glasses, the man had a handsome appearance and a serious expression, and his body exuded a scent of books.

Compared with being in the detective agency, Kyoko suddenly felt that he was more suitable to stand in front of the podium in the school classroom.

"Ranbu, did you bring your friends back?" the man asked.

Luanbu lazily replied "Yes", he put his hand on Jingzi's back, and said with a smile, "Let's go, don't stand still like a fool."

Jingzi gave him a sideways glance, and muttered in a low voice: "You are the fool."

She took a step forward and sat down on the sofa in the reception area against the eyes of everyone in the detective agency.

Pan Da glanced at Kyoko, who was obviously she was invited but was fascinated by the side, and then glanced at the dog roll who could only speak onigiri, and Yuta who was full of shyness.Very well, as the most extroverted existence in this group of people, he put on a panda face and had to shoulder the responsibility of communicating with the outside world.

He patiently said that he was not wearing a doll costume, nor was he a panda.As for why he was able to speak and act like a human being, of course he couldn't tell them, so he had to find a topic and turn away.

Kyoko listened to the conversation between Pantatsu and Kunikida Doppo, her eyes wandered silently around.

However, looking around, she didn't find a person who could be linked to the gloomy and self-closing appearance she imagined.

Jingzi frowned in confusion, looked at Ranbu and asked, "Is he really there?"

Luanbu put his hands behind his head: "Yes."

Jingzi puffed her face: "But there is no one here who looks like someone who would like to commit suicide?"

Luanbu glanced at Dazai, and saw him approaching with a smile on his face, and asked, "Suicide? Is Kyoko going to commit suicide too?"

Jingzi shook her head, and replied obediently: "No, I'm just looking for a netizen, and he likes to commit suicide. Luanbu said he was here, but I looked around, and I couldn't find anyone with bangs covering his eyes. , A man with a gloomy aura."

Dazai paused, and then his smile became even brighter.He dragged his voice and asked lazily, "Why do you think people who like to commit suicide look like this?"

"Isn't it?"

Dazai blinked, playful: "It's me. The person you're looking for is me."

Kyoko: "..."

She fell into a daze, then looked at Dazai again, her eyes questioning, as if saying:

ha?

Just you, how can you look like that suicide lover who is comparable to black mud?

Are you really not bluffing me?