kill a detective

The deal between the Black Organization and the Port Mafia ended without any risk because of the existence of Chuya Nakahara and Kaoru Nishikujo.

As for whether there is a ghost, it is not as important to Kaoru Nishi Kujo as whether to eat curry for dinner.

But when she saw Amuro got out of the car with a stinking face, she couldn't help thinking about it.

He put on a small suit vest over the waiter's clothes. The man seemed to have the natural ability to make every piece of clothing surrender to him. The buttons were closed and it was close to his waist. His slightly dark complexion was as elegant as a wild leopard.His slender fingers grazed the collar between his throats, and he smiled half-smile when he spoke, his blue-gray eyes were like a dangerous sea of ​​drowning.

Looking at Toru Amuro like this--dangerous, elegant like the night breeze, cold like a cold lake, no shadow of Fugu Ling can be found no matter what.

A man who seemed to grow naturally in darkness.

If it was the first time Kaoru Nishikujo had met him, he would have made such a conclusion.Kaoru Nishikujo would not believe that such a man was an insider, or to put it another way, that he was an undercover agent sent by the police.

But she still remembers how passionate she was about her dreams as a teenager.

The dispelled suspicion resurfaced.

What if he was really undercover?

For this little possibility, take it as an apology for almost killing him, and help him again.

Under the dim light of the dark night, the woman wearing a white mask said softly in a hoarse and cold voice: "Hello, I am Mingjian. You can call me Ming."

"Are you that Nether Sword?" The blond woman raised her voice at the end, couldn't hide her surprise, and immediately smiled like a rose: "Bermod, this one next to you—Bourbon."

Anyone who is black is not familiar with this name.Ming Jian, a figure who has only recently gained fame in Hong Kong.They are not cadres, but they enjoy almost the same treatment as cadres.Because the swordsmanship is unique, like a ghost, it is called the sword of the underworld.The well-deserved Hong Kong Black Mystery Ace.

Taking the initiative to report this identity is also to make the following words credible.

"I'm sorry, this transaction is due to an insider on our side, which caused the information to be leaked in advance, which gave the public security and military police an opportunity to take advantage of it. In order to express my apology, I will pay for the medical expenses of the injury."

The implication is that she came here to save you because the mistake was on her side.

Kaoru Nishikujo thought, to do this, is it considered the utmost benevolence?

Regardless of whether Jiang Gu Ling is an undercover agent or not, he will be much safer now.

I also thought, if it was really an undercover agent, maybe it was for this reason that he left without saying goodbye?Is it because of this that we don't know each other now?

But the strange eyes at that time did not seem to be fake, especially at night when she almost lost control, if it was fake, it would be too much to pretend——

Moreover, abandoning his girlfriend in order to be an undercover agent is what kind of plot of an eight o'clock drama?

Belmode was very surprised by her words, and subconsciously looked at the man beside him, who also frowned slightly.

"The matter of the inner ghost, we will deal with it as soon as possible. It will not affect our subsequent cooperation."

The second half of the sentence is very important, the man smiled slightly, and his elegant voice resounded in the night: "That's really great, we are also looking forward to cooperating with you below. ——As for the matter of the inner ghost, I hope you can handle it well smoothly."

Kaoru Nishikujo glanced at him through the mask, but said nothing.

……

summer.Okinawa.beach.

Osamu Dazai bent down to block the sunlight in front of Kaoru Nishikujo on the sun chair, and the iced Coke in his hand was bubbling and bubbling. "Would you like a drink, Kaoru~"

Stretching out a pale and thin hand: "Give it to me if it's not poisonous——"

Osamu Dazai grabbed her hand and put it on the side of her cheek, and they were warm to each other through the thin white gauze. "It's too much, what's wrong with dying for love with me~"

Kaoru Nishikujo poked his forehead with his fingers, and said without energy: "If you have something to say, talk about it, don't keep thinking about acting like a baby."

The young man sat down beside her, put his head on his knees naturally, and muttered: "...the little dwarf has been on a business trip, and the leader insists that I work overtime. I hate bargaining with others. I'm so tired, I don't want to do it. I want to play games—”

Inserting his fingers into the soft black hair, the cool fingertips relieved the constant boiling anxiety in the boy's brain, and he yawned slightly.

"Sleep when you're tired, and I'll be fine with me here." Receiving Kaoru Nishikujo's words, Osamu Dazai shrank into the reclining chair - when he bought it, he specially bought a large size, and the two of them just lay down comfortably , is an intimate and comfortable distance.The woman gave him a blank look, but she was already used to his scoundrels. "Then I'm asleep~"

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

White clouds fly lazily across the sea and sky, the waves crash against the beach, the strong sunlight cannot penetrate the large parasols, the brackish sea breeze brings seagulls chirping and children playing.

Kaoru Nishikujo yawned, and pressed her thin white fingers on the swimming ring that suddenly rolled to her side.She raised her eyes, looked at the little girl running over, put a finger up between her pale lips, and let out a "shh--".

The little girl looked up at this scene - the peaceful boy sleeping peacefully beside the beautiful woman, the light and shadow dappled under her feet, the sea breeze was salty, the tide was rolling, and it landed here like a dream.

Until she returned to her friends with her swimming ring in her arms, Ayumi still couldn't forget this picturesque scene.

"That sister and her boyfriend are so beautiful!" She pointed to Kaoru Nishikujo's sun umbrella.

Haibara Ai glanced there, seeing the dazzling sun umbrellas, but couldn't tell which one Ayumi was referring to.

"Let's go back to the hotel after playing for a while. There must be a lot of delicious food at the birthday party of Miss Sigongyuan's family."

"Will there be eel rice?"

"Hey, Yuantai..."

"Hey, Yuantai..."