[Comprehensive] Is the heroine still pretending to be good today?

Yokohama is always very lively at night.

Chuya put on his black windbreaker and hat again, with the usual indifferent expression on his face.There were seven or eight subordinates standing behind him. The tall men in uniform black suits and black sunglasses looked at Zhongye respectfully.

There was another person detained in the open space in front of him. He was kneeling with his head bowed, his hands tied behind his back with hemp rope.

"Hey, can you tell me now, where is that batch of goods hidden?" Zhongya bent down and stared at him sharply.

He looked away timidly, his mouth tightly shut.

Zhong Ye raised his eyebrows, a bit of impatience arose in his heart.He grabbed the man's hair forcefully, forced him to raise his head, and ordered in a cold voice, "Speak."

The man remained silent.

Zhong also sneered, he let go of the man, dusted his hands, and lowered his voice: "Since this is the case, then it goes without saying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuya raised his leg, and kicked him out with the sound of air being ripped open.

"Cough cough." The man fell heavily on the ground, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his chest.He sat up and couldn't help coughing twice, then lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

Zhong also walked towards him step by step.The street lamp elongated his figure, like a demon from hell, constantly approaching his prey.

The fear in the man's eyes grew stronger, he shuddered, and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "I, I really don't know..."

Chuya stepped on his shoulder and looked down at him condescendingly, "You have learned to speak now?" The ending was elongated, with a hint of arrogance.

"Please, please..." Under Zhongye's oppression, he broke down.

Only then did the man realize the power and terror of Nakahara Chuya, one of the double blacks in port Mafia that his companion said. He regretted it, and should not have ignored his companion's reminder to take this list.Now facing Zhongye Zhongye directly, he was limp on the ground, like a puddle of mud.

Wasn't it quite tough just now, now, huh.Zhong also thought disdainfully in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and sneered, and kicked the man's face to the side neatly, "It's late."

The man's eyes lost their brilliance instantly, and his face was dead silent.Am I really going to die here?As he thought about it, a woman's gentle smile appeared in his mind.No, I can't die, she's still waiting for me.

"I said, let me tell you where the goods are hidden?" He panted quickly, and said to Zhong courteously.

At this time, the crisp sound of the mobile phone message broke the dullness, and Nakaya took out the mobile phone from his pocket, opened it - it was sent by a troublesome brat.He pressed down the hat on his head, covering his gradually softening eyes.

"Tell me, where is it?" He shifted his gaze to the man and asked casually.

While looking at him, the man said tremblingly, "On the white ship docked at the port."

Nakaya retracted his foot, turned and walked towards his subordinate.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that he should have successfully retrieved his life.

Chuya stretched out his hand towards his direct subordinate——Aoki Shuichi, this tall and thin young man with dark black hair tacitly took off the hand wooden warehouse at his waist, and handed it to Chuya respectfully.

After Zhong Ye took it, he turned it around quite habitually, "M1911A1, why do you still prefer it?"

Aoki smiled shyly and changed the subject: "I'll take them to search first." Afterwards, most of the subordinates were taken away.

Zhong also nodded, he glanced at the wooden warehouse in his hand, and the next second he turned to the man who was still intoxicated in the joy of being alive. "Bang", there was a sound from the wooden warehouse, and the man fell straight down, with a bit of relief on his face.Blood gushed out from his chest, quickly condensed under his body, and continued to flow around.

Zhong also stretched out his hand and waved it slightly, and the two subordinates behind him came up, they bent slightly, and cleaned up the traces of the scene quietly and skillfully.

Zhong also threw the hand wooden warehouse back to the subordinate behind him, he lowered his head and turned on the phone.Staring at the cute expression pack sent by the girl, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

He moved his finger and clicked on the voice call button.

Akutagawa Hotaru did not expect that Zhong would also call herself on the line, she froze for a moment, then picked it up frantically.

"Moshi, Moshi, Mr. Chuya, good evening!"

The girl's energetic voice appeared in Zhongye's ear, and he chuckled lightly, "Good evening."

Akutagawa Hotaru got his response, a big smile appeared on her lips, and her voice softened involuntarily: "What is Mr. Nakaya doing now?"

"Just solved a thief."

"Thief? Was Mr. Nakaya stolen something? Is it important?" Akutagawa Hotaru asked anxiously.

Zhong also put his other hand back into his trouser pocket, "It's just an unimportant little thing. And I've already found it."

The subordinates who heard this sentence were stunned.

The bridge bean sack is a weapon in half of the underground warehouse of Mafia, it doesn't matter anymore!The leader ordered you to get it back.

They complained silently in their hearts with expressionless faces.

On the other side, Akutagawa Hotaru unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet with her fingers. She hesitated for a while, and then said to Ai Qiqi: "Mr. Nakaya hasn't answered my previous question yet."

Zhong also turned his eyes cold, remembering the girl's question, he replied without thinking: "Of course it is to crush it."

Akutagawa Hotaru was stunned, and after a while, she let go of the sheet in her hand, and a certain shackle in her heart seemed to loosen a little.

"Would Mr. Nakaya lend me a little courage?" She smiled in relief, two small dimples formed at the corners of her mouth.

"Huh?" Zhongye's ears were reddish. After a long time, he said awkwardly, "I'll borrow you, brat."

"Mr. Nakaya, you are the best." Akutagawa Hotaru couldn't help rolling on the bed happily.

Zhong also lowered his hat, a faint blush spread from his ears to his neck, he lowered his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes covered the waves in his eyes.

"Hang up, brat." He said calmly.

Akutagawa Hotaru was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, the light pink color was just like her current mood, with a little bit of joy in her shyness.She pouted, greedily wanting to chat with Zhongya for a while.

"Do you have anything else to do later?" She took a step cautiously, "Can you... chat with me for a while."

Chuya paused slightly, and he frowned in confusion.

Akutagawa Hotaru did not hear Chuya's answer, she bit her lip, suppressed the longing in her heart, and pretended to be considerate and said: "If Mr. Nakaya is still busy, then hang up first."

Zhong also crushed the stone under his feet agitatedly until it turned into a layer of dust. He said, "I'll chat with you when I have time."

"Really? Then it's settled."

"Well. Hang up."

"Mr. Chuya, good night."

Zhong also hung up the phone and whispered, "Good night."

……

A good night's dream.

Hotaru Akutagawa got up early, turned on her cell phone and sent Mr. Nakaya a "Good morning!".

She wiped the violin on the desk with a clean cloth, took a deep breath, and calmed down to tune it.

After packing everything, she picked up the black piano bag and went downstairs.

"Good morning, Xiaoying." Nanako stretched her head out of the kitchen, she said softly.

At first glance, she found the piano bag behind her, Nanako raised her eyebrows, and murmured in surprise, "This bag?"

Xiaoying put the bag in her hand aside, pulled the loose hair on her shoulders, and explained unnaturally: "I have a performance at the end of the month."

Nanako glanced at the expression on her daughter's face and didn't ask any further questions. She opened her arms and embraced the girl in front of her.She gently stroked Akutagawa Hotaru's hair, "Xiaoying, please do your best."

"Well, Mom. I will work hard." Akutagawa Hotaru felt her mother's warm embrace, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

After a while, Nanako let go of her little daughter.She stared at Akutagawa Hotaru with a smile on the corner of her mouth, reached out and tapped the tip of her nose, and joked, "You're such an adult, you still cry."

Akutagawa Hotaru wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, "I don't, it's just that oily smoke got into my eyes."

"Okay, okay, then Xiaoying can go and ask her brother to go downstairs, it's time for breakfast."

"Hi hi."

……

The practice time was still the lunch break, and Hotaru Akutagawa came to the music classroom with a violin bag on his back.

The trace department has not arrived yet.

The classroom was empty, she opened the curtains, and the spring sunshine slanted in warmly.The cherry blossoms outside the window are in full bloom, and the breeze blows, blowing a rain of cherry blossoms.

Hotaru Akutagawa took out his phone and quietly took a picture of this scene.

There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, and there were three girls in Hyotei school uniforms sitting under the cherry tree, all of them had bright smiles on their faces.In the corridor in the distance leaned a tall and thin man with dark blue hair, holding a book in his hand, and beside him were two handsome young girls.

Hotaru Akutagawa hesitated for a moment, but still sent the photo to Chuya.

Ten minutes later, there was no reply from Chuya.

Hotaru Akutagawa lowered her eyes, feeling an uncontrollable loss in her heart.

[Tongtong, am I too clingy? ] She asked 4444 nervously.

4444 was speechless, he rolled his eyes, [I don't know. ] It turns out that women in love will really lose their IQ.He opened the small notebook, picked up the pencil with two paws, and wrote down the notes squarely.

Regarding Akutagawa Hotaru's contacts with Nakahara Chuya, 4444 no longer wants to do anything to stop it.He decided to be a Buddhist system, recording every bit of his relationship with the host every day.

Smile at this fucking fate.

Hotaru Akutagawa sighed faintly, and she couldn't help showing off to 4444: [Mr. Nakaya is really kind.He is handsome and helpful, but he is a little short in height.However, he is half a head taller than me, that's enough...] 4444 didn't want to eat this dog food at all, he interrupted violently: [You shut up!Get on with your violin practice, less than two weeks until your performance. ] Akutagawa Hotaru pursed her lips, and she muttered: [Why are you so fierce, I can't do it if I can't practice.Why isn't Atobu here yet? ] She opened the gig bag and took out the violin from it.Even if I haven't practiced for three years, the basic movements and skills are like engraved in my bones, and I can't forget them.She put the violin on her shoulders familiarly, and played the first piece as if she was practicing.

The author has something to say: ooc belongs to me.Tomorrow's Ark is really fun, I almost missed 12 o'clock, hehe.

Ask for a wave of comments and collections, and give the little angels a super big meme.

On the third day after the hero went online, Mr. Ye turned on his phone and clicked on the picture sent by Xiaoying.He was a little dissatisfied, why not take a selfie?