get out of my yokohama

Hill added some sugar, feeling that he was okay again. When he raised his head, he saw the deep and downward gaze of the young man on Chufa, his heart trembled suddenly, his eyes moved down, and the packaging bag in his hand was reflected in his eyes.

She subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with the packaging bag, but she didn't have a clue for a while, her heart was beating like a drum with nervousness, and her face couldn't be more indifferent. Fortunately, he looked at her for a while and then turned his eyes away.

"I'm looking for someone, she's missing, is this a commissioned detective agency?"

"How long have you been missing?"

"Four years."

"That's hard to find."

A short smile escaped Chuya Nakahara's lips, "It doesn't matter to the entrustment gold, I just need to find her."

"I... have not been in good health recently, ask my colleagues if anyone can check for you."

Hill resorted to dragging words. Mr. Zhongyuan is a port mafia, and no one will accept his commission, so there is no need to worry about his colleagues getting involved with Hong Kong gangsters.

"I don't need you to go out and check. I heard that you can analyze the other party's behavior pattern just by looking at the information. I just happen to have it."

Zhong Yuan also directly refused, exuding an irresistible power all over his body, Hill realized one thing, one thing she had been avoiding all the time, she had seen Mr. Zhong Yuan in many ways, furious, helpless, gentle and tolerant, But not as tough as a mafia cadre.

until today.

Yeah.

A guilty conscience is a guilty conscience, so don't act too fearful.

"Okay, now?"

"My car is downstairs." Nakahara also held out his hand to her.

Hill shook his head, "I can go by myself."

"up to you."

He showed indifference in attitude, and kept following Hill in action, and walked in front of her after seeing that she was really okay. There was a Lamborghini parked at the street corner, and he opened the passenger door to look at her.

Hill didn't really want to get in this car. Recalling the last time the two blacks raced, she felt that she didn't want to get in either of them's car in her life: "...how about you bring it here for me to see?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "Stop rambling, come up."

Hill: "Oh."

Along the way, Zhong Yuan was also concentrating on driving. Hill looked at his expressionless face from the window, and began to think about what he would show her. Woolen cloth?Her belongings were burned before she left.

She listed many possibilities in her mind, didn't pay attention to the roadside scenery, the car drove into a quiet villa area, Zhongya Zhongya got out of the car, opened the door for her, the strong sense of existence made her unable to think, and was about to drive legs, and found Mr. Nakahara's hand blocking the upper edge of the door.

It was a courtesy to prevent the lady from bumping her head when getting out of the car.

Hill didn't dare to look into his blue eyes, and couldn't get down more quickly. The servant drove the car into the underground garage, and she followed Zhongyuan Zhongye into the house. A text message from Mr. Dazai.

——The Moby Dick Raiders project is a success︿(￣︶￣)︿

I always feel that this expression can also be applied to real people.

Hill moved his fingers lightly.

--receive.

After sending it back to her pocket, the other party sent another one, so she had to open her phone again to check, this time it was a social software, otherwise she couldn't post emojis to look cute.

——Don't be afraid, Mao Mao Motou.jpg.

Maybe he knew she was with Mr. Zhongyuan, Hill had this thought in his mind, and quickly replied.

--I don't.

Osamu Dazai looked down at his phone and curled his lips.

Just don't be afraid, from now on, you won't be disturbed by the past.

**

There was a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen, Hill's nose moved slightly, and he looked at Nakahara Chuya who was sitting on the opposite sofa.

"What about the information?"

"No rush, let's talk after dinner."

"Have a meal?"

Zhong Yuan also leaned back and raised his eyebrows: "Have you eaten?"

Hill: "Does this have anything to do with the investigation?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Of course, what should you do if you fainted from watching?"

Hill: "I'm not that vulnerable."

Chuya Nakahara: "I'll see if it's fragile or not. It doesn't matter what you say."

Hill: "..."

To be honest, I can't stand such a strong Mr. Zhongyuan.

However, she can get used to it.

When people grow up, they always lose something.

So then she can calmly sit at the table, watching a table of dishes that she used to like to eat calmly, and Zhong Yuanzhong also had lunch, without moving her chopsticks, just looking at her with her chin propped up.

He took off his coat, didn't wear a top hat, rolled up his sleeves, and still wore black gloves. The skin between the gloves and the sleeves was fair, and he ate dinner as soon as he looked at it, causing Hill's thinking to stray into the absolute realm of girls.

"..."

She just drifted away, daring to think of Mr. Zhongyuan in her heart.

After eating, Zhongyuan Zhongya led her to a room on the second floor. After she entered, Zhongyuan Zhongya, who was one step behind, raised his hand to lock the door. Hill looked back vigilantly. Zhongyuan Zhongya didn't even explain. Take a step with your long legs and draw the curtains to block out the sunset light.

The darkness arrived as expected, Hill took a step back, touched the back of his hand, touched the light switch, and quickly pressed it on, the moment the light was on, he felt a sense of security.

"What about the information?"

"The information is here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened the box, put the game CD into the tray, and the huge LCD screen lit up.

nonsense!

Hill's hairs stood on end.

Whose data is a CD of a horror game?

"Are you afraid?" Zhong Yuan looked at her sideways, and the blue light of the liquid crystal hit his expressionless face, creating a mechanically cold beauty.

"A lot of people I know are scared." So it's quite normal.

"A lot?" He slightly raised his voice to question.

Hill thought, Yagyu Hiroshi plus Spencer Rhett, two, not many?

"The information is here, and I leave it to you, profiler."

As he said that, he handed the game controller to her. Hill was silent for a moment, and took it. At the same time, he raised his hand, controlled the gravity factor in the air and turned off the light switch. For a while, only the screen was emitting a faint light in the room. , The weird music creates a horror atmosphere.

"Don't you think it would be better with the lights on?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also smiled in the darkness: "When it is turned on, there will be no atmosphere."

Hill: "..."

I suspect that you are deliberately scaring me, and you have evidence.

She resigned to her fate, took the handle and sat on the carpet with her legs crossed, and Nakahara sat cross-legged beside her. Hill couldn't care about that strong sense of presence, and her mind was full of the depressing opening animation of the game. occupied.

The dim light illuminates the eyes, there is a gun on the table, and the screen keeps shaking. It can be seen that it is from the perspective of the protagonist. The sound of the music grows louder, which is the cry of a woman in fear.

After loading the bullets, the protagonist's perspective changed, and the cries became louder, as if aware of the danger. Hill saw a pair of slender legs in the dark. It looked like a woman was tied to a chair. There was more than one person. Someone was also tied to the table.

The suppressed crying made people upset, and two gunshots, bang bang, startled her, and then everything fell silent.

The screen went black, and when it was turned on again, the angle of view was very low. The protagonist should be lying on the ground, in a pool of blood. The angle of view slowly increased, and the screen flickered. The game effect was very good. There is a sense of oppression, because the protagonist does not have any weapons, and once he encounters a ghost, he will surely die.

Hill held the handle and manipulated the character to move in the empty two-story building. She was very calm in the first 10 minutes. A classic horror game should not scare the players away with scary supernatural events when it comes up. Gradually put pressure on the level, and really start to worry about the protagonist, that is, his own fate.

There's nothing scary about it, it's just the sound effect that suddenly jumps up, the lights that go out suddenly, and the doll that turns around suddenly.

Hey, I'm not afraid at all.

Hill shook his hands, manipulating the character to run back to the safe point immediately when the sound of the water piano sounded, to collect medicine candles, not to stay in dark places, and the San value would drop if he stayed for a long time. In other words, this also borrowed from Cthulhu's design Certainly.

After she turned around, the memory palace deep in her brain built a full view of the game map. Each room was densely marked with item descriptions, and it was clear at a glance what should be touched and what should not be touched. Once this horror game is suspenseful, in Hill It looks scary but not too difficult to pass.

Just be patient.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't say a word, even if there were some nervous sound effects, his eyes didn't give the screen the slightest bit.

He looked at her carefully, from the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose to the lips to the chin, there was nothing similar to the person in his impression, but the soul had something in common everywhere.

Just like this tenacity, even if she is too scared, she can endure it, and she is smarter and more organized. She is about to clear the horror game that persuaded countless people, and she has not died once.

If an animal is used to describe the girl in my heart, Zhong Yuanzhong has thought about it more than once, it should be a tortoise, knocking her shell head and shrinking back, but if a piece of meat is put in front, no matter how far away, she will slowly Always put that piece of meat in your mouth.

Of course not aimlessly.

After he heard that bastard Dazai shot her twice, he didn't hesitate in the order of beating up Dazai and visiting her, and ran directly to her dormitory. She was not there. She took it.

He turned to Yin's house again, and Yin said that Hill was asleep, so he took the time to beat Dazai Osamu, and it was not very good to live in Akutagawa's house, so he asked Yin to call Hill when he woke up. Telephone.

In fact, there was no need, because Yin didn't call him early the next morning, and he also rode a motorcycle. Obviously, the Ganghei Building was in the north, and Akutagawa's house was in the east, so he also claimed that he was stopping by to see.

Then I saw Yin was feeding porridge to Hill. She had a gunshot wound on her shoulder, and it was difficult to raise her hand. He was standing by the bed with his arms folded, his eyes were like the sea before a storm.

All of them stared, Yin was nervous, and Hill was also nervous. He watched, sighed, and let Yin go to training. He took the bowl and sat on the side of the bed under Hill's terrified eyes, and scooped up a cup. Spoon porridge, blow it to her mouth.

It was the first time for him to feed people, and he would be able to do it after watching Yin do it a few times.

Hill didn't dare to eat, he knew what she was thinking, she was too disciplined, how could the cadres feed her.

Nakahara Chuya: "Don't worry about the cadres and subordinates, we have known each other for so long, we should be friends."

When she finished eating, I asked her if she wanted another bowl, and she shook her head like a rattle.

Nakahara Chuya: "Have you learned your lesson?"

Hill: "Beauty is a weapon, and I don't think I did it wrong."

Nakahara Chuya became anxious all of a sudden, and raised his voice: "If Akutagawa hadn't arrived in time, did you think you would be able to escape unscathed after killing the target? Dazai taught you suicide attacks... Tsk, I was led astray by you, I'm asking you, are you still chasing that bastard?"

Probably because his face was too serious and scary, she asked tentatively: "Mr. Dazai? Why do you think I want to give up?"

"Huh?" He stood up suddenly, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "Are you an idiot? Or did that mackerel give you some medicine? Look at your injuries, and you still don't give up. ? You wake up, don't you understand what he did to you?"

Hill shrank his neck from his yelling, his attitude was very cowardly, but his voice was firm: "I am Mr. Dazai's subordinate, not his girlfriend or wife. He has no obligation to treat me well."

"..." Although he felt that something was wrong, it still made sense. Zhongyuan Zhongye's hatred of iron and steel was broken as soon as he poked it, and he sat back, "It's impossible for him to treat you like you did to him."

Everything you do is futile and pointless.

"I treat him with all my heart. It would be great if I could get the same kind of affection. If not, at least I have tried my best, and I won't regret it. There is no need to complain about it."

The sea is tolerant to all rivers, and her feelings are not only as broad as the sea.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly had difficulty speaking, as if a ball of cotton was stuck in his throat, and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

One shot in the shoulder, one shot in the thigh.

"It hurts, but it's bearable."

Not just a little turtle, but a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

"I got through."

The blond woman turned her head to look at him, and he seemed to be able to see in those gray eyes the pale girl who was sleeping in the distant years and said she could endure.He thought a lot, this guy is so afraid of ghosts, maybe he yelled to stop playing halfway through the game, after all, it's not uncommon for him to almost faint from fright in the middle of entering a haunted house.

That's right, Dazai is so difficult to deal with and she can handle it, even mere supernatural events.

He was suddenly relieved.

She was completely unrecognizable, she had been away half her life, and when she came back she looked like a teenager.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned on the lights, and the lights came on one after another, not dazzling.

"This is considered to be repayment for the stroke of your memory." Nakahara said, crossing his arms.

Hill: "Don't hit me?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows: "Do you really want to be beaten?"

Hill shook his head vigorously.

When Mr. Zhongyuan took out the horror game, she knew that the vest must be worn badly, but she was still not reconciled: "What's wrong with me?"

She wiped Mr. Zhongyuan's memory, and he can recognize her again. Is she so full of flaws?

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled, wantonly clear, not because she has many flaws, but because he knows her too well: "The appearance has changed, but the essence of the soul has not changed."

"Soul essence?" She still has this kind of thing?

Chuya Nakahara: "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles." If you can endure such fear, it's not Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Hill: "..."

original.

I'm a tortoise in Mr. Zhongyuan's heart? !

The author has something to say: the most stuck place has passed, and I am stuck here, so I don’t want to recognize it, how to recognize it, will Hill erase his memory again, and Zhong also recognizes it, Hill He didn't wipe his memory, so what would he do if Hill moved his memory for the first time?The rage is still more calm...Will you beat her up, how will you live without this plot...

Thank you for waiting, Dogeza