Port Mafia executives have something to say

The girl who just came in is Mao Lilan, the daughter of the Maori detective who left before.

Compared with the stubborn, disobedient and grumpy Akutagawa, the little wild cat, and Ryunosuke in the organization, this Miss Mourilan of the same age can be said to be really well-behaved and sensible.

After she walked into this guest room that was temporarily transformed into an interrogation room, she first taught her disobedient brother a lesson, then went to make tea herself and brought it over, and even asked me if I needed some snacks?

I'm not interested in desserts other than mangoes, and just when I was about to decline her politely, I heard a "bang" sound from the hidden window behind me being blown by the passing wind.

Just when I was about to get up to close the window, I found that the reason why the wind was so strong suddenly was because the door was opened a crack by someone.

Looking at it again, Little Conan, who was sitting obediently in the corner, disappeared at some point.

"Conan...! This kid is running around again!"

Mao Lilan also discovered this matter immediately.She put down the tray in her hand, stood up and clenched her fists angrily,

"Sorry, Mr. Shen Hai. The murderer is still in this hotel and has not been caught. It is really too dangerous outside."

"Let me go with you, and it will be faster for two people to find together."

She nodded at me. "That's really grateful."

We first went to the lobby of the hot spring hotel together, but we happened to catch up with everyone gathered together, waiting for the moment when Mori Kogoro revealed the true face of the murderer.

And the so-called detective Mori Kogoro was lying on the sofa in the lobby with his eyes closed, his face peaceful and motionless.What's even more strange is that none of the people next to him showed any worried expression.

"Daddy started again." I even heard Mao Lilan muttering.

"?"

What to start with?

"This is the famous stunt known as 'Sleeping Kogoro'. He uses ventriloquism to reveal the true face of the murderer in his sleep." The police station next to him played the role of explainer, and the people next to him nodded along.

"???"

I looked at them in bewilderment.

WTF?Ventriloquism in sleep?Why is there such a magical operation?

As a country kid from Yokohama, I feel my ignorance all over again in front of you hipster Tokyoites.

"During the autopsy on the deceased's body, it was found that some sleeping pills were contained in his stomach. But according to the deceased's personal doctor and family members, the deceased had always slept well and did not need to take sleeping pills."

"The drinks and water in the room were prepared directly by the hotel kitchen and distributed randomly. In this way, the only people who can come into contact with these drugs are those who live in the same room as the deceased..."

While Mori Kogoro was reasoning about the case, I quietly approached Mr. Nakaya, "Have you contacted Dazai?"

Mr. Nakaya seemed to drink vinegar mixed with someone in the red wine last time, his expression Duang suddenly dropped, and he hummed very unhappy,

"That guy temporarily arranged for someone to rush over, otherwise it would be inconvenient for both of us to get out."

On the other hand, Kogoro Mori's reasoning was just halfway through when the deceased's fiancée had already come forward to admit his crime.She even took the initiative to use a reading tone to explain a set of criminal motives that sounded no different from the plots in the recent popular soap operas.

"..." It was horrible.

The script and casting are too perfunctory this time, so give Director Dazai a bad review.

Just when the city police stepped forward to handcuff the prisoner, the fiancée suddenly broke the window and jumped out.

Sensitive and professional, she is not like an ordinary plane model at all.

The police department mobilized manpower on the spot to search and chase the murderer outside the hotel.But today's weather is extremely bad, it is stormy outside, and the hotel is located in a primitive mountain forest, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty of hunting.

However, the appearance of the murderer cleared the suspicion of other people to some extent, and this sudden case came to an end in this way—with the murderer escaping as the end.

"Conan...!!"

And a certain child who escaped from the room was also found hiding behind the sofa where Mori Kogoro slept.

Now he is being pulled by his angry sister's ears, and he gave him a good lesson, "Don't run around like this next time, do you know how worried I am about you?"

"It hurts, sister Xiaolan, I'm sorry—"

When I left the venue with Mr. Nakaya, I happened to pass by this pair of siblings who were fighting.

After saying hello to Mao Lilan, he subconsciously lowered his head for a glance, but happened to meet the child's thoughtful, precocious eyes that did not match his age again.

【I know the truth】

There seemed to be a trace of anger hidden in his tear-filled eyes.

I look away.

"……Terrible."

"What did you say?" Mr. Nakaya heard me talking to myself, and he turned his head slightly suspiciously.

I shook my head, and took two quick steps to follow beside him, "It's nothing, that is to say, the kids nowadays are really terribly smart. If Dazai was here, he might find a way to abduct him directly."

"This kind of thing is indeed what he can do."

Mr. Nakaya was a little confused by what I said, but this did not prevent him from dissing Dazai.

I don't know what I thought of, but the face with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes showed a rather disgusted and disgusted expression, "It was the same when I joined the organization, that insidious bastard..."

"..." There is gossip.

I immediately lowered my sense of existence, silently trying to get some more double brown sugar.

Who would have thought that Mr. Nakaya would be smart this time, he suddenly gave me a devil tail-docking in the middle of his speech,

"—Don't show such a disgusting smile. Are you going to be broken from the inside out like Dazai?"

"..."

You actually said that I am the same as Dazai?It was too much.

This vacation, he said for the second time that I look like Dazai, I decided not to continue to spoil this idol, "Compared to me, isn't Mr. Nakaya, who is a double black partner, more like that guy ?"

He immediately turned disgusted, "What did you say?"

"What's the difference between your half-spoken Yazi and Dazai's mystifying?"

I strongly condemn Mr. Chuya's trend of slaughtering people's designs.

The simple-minded idols were stunned by me for a moment, obediently explained their double-black past when they first met at the age of 15 at dinner, and the process of telling was accompanied by countless professional butchers. Black terms.

"So Dazai was kicked too far back then?" I put down my chopsticks, took out my phone and prepared to record, the black history of the five cadres got√

"That guy dared to bring people to Leibo Street at that time, that's what happened."

When Mr. Nakaya mentioned this passage, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, and there was a trace of annoyance that was easily detectable, "Why didn't I just kick him to death at that time."

"……real?"

"I think so too, the problem is that he can't kick to death at all!"

The gravitational force slapped the table angrily, causing the two bottles of plum sake on the table to jump—wait, wine?

"If I had known, I would have... Hey, Jing, what are you doing! Do you still remember the wounds on your body?!"

"I haven't had a drink in three months." I snatched the bottle, lay on the ground with my arms in my arms, and rolled half a circle along the table, not letting go.

"Let go!"

"Don't let me go! If you come to grab me, I will bite you!"

"...Huh? You're quite courageous, you,"

Mr. Nakaya raised his eyebrows proudly, with a red light flashing on his body, he broke off his index finger with one hand, "If you dare to bite, try it, and be careful not to break your teeth."

Me: QAQ

After Mr. Nakaya strengthened his own density with gravity, he could directly smash a tank with one punch.

Do I look stupid enough to use my teeth to compare hardness with tanks?

"...Please." If you can't be hard, you can be soft. Anyway, I can't beat both blacks. I can only make a living by being cute all day long. "I'll just have a drink."

"I don't care about you normally, but now I have an injury." He didn't grab it, and spread his hand in front of me, "After the injury is healed and go back, I can pick it from the cabinet, any bottle is fine. .”

"Really?!"

I couldn't believe my ears.

Although Mr. Nakaya is generous enough, he collected the red wine with great effort, and he can't take it out to drink every day—especially after being harmed by Dazai, the security measures of the wine cabinet are comparable to the door of a vault (Although it is useless to Dazai)

"Any bottle is fine? Then I want that bottle of Petrus!!"

"...Okay." Mr. Nakaya's expression was obviously a little bit pained, but he still nodded and agreed to me quite connivingly.

After the initial excitement wore off, I felt something was wrong.

Although it is said that Mr. Chuya has always taken good care of me, has he spoiled me too much these two days?

……

Although the turmoil of the drowning case has passed, such a thing happened in the hot spring, which undoubtedly made the hotel guests lose interest in continuing their vacation here.

The first one who proposed to leave was the famous painter who came to collect the scenery.He even left that night without eating.

We also intend to get out of here.

After dinner, when enjoying the cool air in front of the small hot spring courtyard that comes with the room, Mr. Nakaya suggested to me: "If you think about it carefully, there is nothing interesting in Nara. Why don't we go to the southern country. The warmer weather will be better for you. It's good for your body too."

"!"

What kind of mother cough are these, angels!

"Mr. Chuya is so kind." I couldn't help but sigh for his thoughtfulness.

When I was with Dazai, I always feel scared for him, but I feel really reliable by Mr. Chuya's side.

It's like I don't have to worry about anything, Mr. Chuya will neither let me be hurt by others, nor let me be taken away by others.Not to mention the sense of security, he still pampered me so much.

As long as I stay with Mr. Chuya, it seems that I can do everything as I please.

By the way, although Dazai's words are very reassuring, but he has to guard against all kinds of inexplicable backstabs, and he will never relax mentally.

"Ha, if you really can talk, then follow me all the time,"

After I expressed the above thoughts to Mr. Chuya, perhaps it was the lingering afterglow in the evening that illuminated the brilliant sunlight and hazy mountains too warmly.

He has always had such a bright and proud personality like a raging fire that burns everything, it is rare for him to smile so gently like today.

And when Mr. Nakaya bent one leg and sat on the log-colored veranda beside the hot spring, all the beautiful things became the foil.Between the dark red bathrobe and dazzling orange hair, only his cool cobalt blue eyes can remind me not to be too addicted to all these things.

"If I come to protect Jing, I won't let you die for no reason."

"..."

"what happened?"

"...Mr. Nakaya obviously doesn't know anything."

Although it's a little out of place, I can't help but think of everything that was submerged by the barren sea in the parallel world.

The heavy sea crushed the screams of all life, until there was no more living beings on this planet—this was the resentment and revenge from the old gods when they passed away.

There is no longer any life.

Meaning that includes me too.

Although as my friend, as my kind, Mr. Chuya... Can Chuya Nakahara really understand me?

"Until now, 'Deep Sea Jing' still feels that human beings are unforgivable. Their existence, their civilization, have destroyed how many beautiful things in this world should exist—"

"However, I like human beings very much. So do human civilization, and so do human feelings. I like them all."

Being so close to him, I can even see myself reflected in the eyes of Mr. Nakaya like the white clouds reflected on the sea——

And the smile faded from my face.

"However, this liking is undoubtedly a complete denial of my own meaning."

"What am I now?"

"Even Mr. Chuya, it's easy to say that I won't let me die... Do you really understand me?"

After I made such a rude question, Mr. Nakaya just looked back in silence.

He is obviously very straightforward and honest, but for the first time, people feel unpredictable.

I don't know what Mr. Chuya is thinking. He is looking at me like this at this moment, as if he saw a fragment of time in the distant past.

His eyes were... recalling?

"..."

After a while, Mr. Chuya spoke,

"No matter how many times I say it, you still don't have the self-awareness of a brat."

He flexed his fingers casually, and flicked hard on my forehead!

"It hurts QAQ"

"How dare you say that I don't know? There must be a limit to underestimating people."

"...?"

Before I could react from the sudden pain, I heard Mr. Chuya's slightly deep voice at the moment,

"It's the same as [Dirty], you."

"!!!"

Did you infer from your own situation...?

Regardless of the pain on my forehead, I got up and grabbed his dark red bathrobe, "Even so...! Are you determined to protect me?"

You can't understand me at all...!

You are a god who can still be in this world today, or walk in the wilderness, or choose to be intoxicated in people's hearts. How can you understand that it represents the hatred of "Shen Hai Jing" itself for human civilization?

How can I understand how painful it is for me to slowly understand the beauty of human beings.

"There is one person."

Mr. Chuya raised his voice and directly interrupted what I was about to say.

"A man who pulled me out of [Darkness/Domain of God] and was about to kill me told me so."

I stared blankly at him.

Although his tone was very high-spirited, he still had patience, reached out and rubbed my head, his cobalt blue eyes were full of overly gentle nostalgia,

"[No matter what inhabits your body, you have become you.]*"

Mr. Chuya's voice slowed down after saying that sentence, "You are powerful now not because you are a god, but because you chose to make yourself a human being."

"Become...human?"

I repeated what he said, feeling as if something was sprouting from the bottom of my heart.

——I chose to make myself a human being?

"All human beings don't understand what kind of existence they are and what their meaning is until they die.*"

He put his hand on top of my head, "And Jing, who will think about this now, has become a member of the sinful human beings in your mouth."

"..."

Following Mr. Chuya's words, his face gradually blurred in my eyes.

It wasn't until a little wetness slid down my cheeks that I realized that it was tears that blocked my vision just now.

"But, but what if one day..."

Ahhh, why do I even have a crying voice when I speak, it's so embarrassing.

"Once again, I was once again lost by someone like Master Branda... once again I lost myself like before... what should I do..."

I thought of Dostoevsky, the leader of the "Rats in the House of the Dead".Those purple-red eyes wanted to see the new world, almost fanatical and determined light, how similar to Lord Bailan back then.

"What if I'm under control before I have time to commit suicide... woo..."

"Mangoes are delicious...the ferris wheel is also beautiful...today Mr. Nakaya is also very handsome..."

"I... I obviously don't want to..."

It's only been a week, and the wound on my waist is still aching.

But what scares me is not being stabbed by Ms. Suzuki, but the nightmare-like wish of that demon.

If I was really controlled by sin song...

I didn't dare to imagine the result, silently let go of Mr. Chuya's sleeve, buried my face in my knees and curled up into a ball, feeling the fabric on my knees being slowly wet.

"..."

After a while, a towel was placed on my head.

"There's really nothing I can do about you, didn't I tell you?"

I can feel Mr. Chuya moving towards me,

"If you want to do something out of the ordinary, I will be responsible for waking you up."

"..."

I wiped my face with a towel and looked up at him silently.

"...What does that distrustful look mean?! Are you underestimating me? Beat you."

Mr. Nakaya snorted, raised one eyebrow, and shook his fist at me.

"I once made a bet with myself."

"If one day, instead of enjoying fighting, I fight desperately to protect myself when I am about to lose, I will free my hands."

Arabato from the Aomori area, the boy who sealed the gods in his body, took off the black gloves on his hands and threw them aside.Grabbing my left hand, he solemnly promised:

"Let's make a promise."

"If Shen Haijing, one day, goes against his will and chooses to go back to the original path of destroying the world."

"I'll use these two hands to pull him back again... Don't jump over suddenly! Are you the dog who saw the owner come home from get off work?!"

……

After taking a shower, I lay on the quilt laid by Mr. Nakaya, and rolled happily while hugging Mr. No. [-] in the background sound of the TV soap opera.

"Chuya~Chuya~Mr. Chuya~"

I lay on my back, and saw that the gravity that had just returned to the bedroom after answering the phone made a clearly visible cross on my forehead, and then slapped my face and slapped it on the quilt, "Lie down obediently Good! The bed was messed up by you!"

"Idol, you are so fierce QAQ"

"What did you say?!"

"nothing--"

I made such a promise with Mr. Nakaya this afternoon, and I am very happy now.

Thinking about leaving for Okinawa tomorrow, and immediately getting Mr. Nakaya's swimsuit CG, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

"Having said that, I haven't found the Shirashika Mimori I want to ask them. Otherwise, let's go to Kasuga Taisha tomorrow morning, and then go to Okinawa."

"Okay." Mr. Nakaya pampered me as usual.

Wow he is an angel!

I continued to happily roll around with Mr. No. [-] in my arms, "Mr. Chuya Saiko—"

"I told you not to leave!"

The author has something to say:

This chapter* comes from the modification of Lan Tang's last words in "15 Years Old".

Copywriting Recycling ~ Open Mouth to Eat Candy ~

As for the red wine, everyone understands it, and it can be regarded as an early warning signal.

There are too many flags standing in front of Jingjiang, I am too lazy to count them one by one.

This article intends to write a [Story from God to Human], hoping that everyone can grow up with this ignorant cub.

Sorry for neglecting the cuties for several days, I will reply to all the comments today~

感谢在2020-06-0415:44:18~2020-06-0511:39:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jiang Yiwu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!