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Shinnosuke Nohara's eyes lit up, he jumped onto the bench in the park, and said maturely with a grown-up expression: "Oh, so, so, then let me help you get rid of them!"

Jiasheng Yuanzhi suppressed a smile, and made a sincere look of begging: "If it is possible, then please, Xiaoxin—"

"How does Big Brother know my name? Ahh——Could it be, Big Brother, you pay attention to me secretly, and then you want to do this or that to me?" Nohara Shinnosuke showed a scared expression and hugged own.

"You really are a precocious kid." Jiasheng Yuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "The ones behind are your friends, right? I heard them calling you."

"Yeah, I thought you would say that you know everything because you are a magician." Nohara Shinnosuke shook his head.

His reactions made Yuan Zhijiao laugh non-stop. Although he couldn't get to know this child as before, it was enough to see his lively side.

In the end, those bought snacks were distributed to the children in the park, and Shinnosuke Nohara took some of the remaining snacks home. The time we spent with them was not too long, and soon it was time for them to arrive. It was time to go back to eat, and the children said goodbye to Jiasheng Yuanzhi politely, and then walked quickly to the home where the smell of food was wafting.

Of course, Yoshio Uchinogami didn’t intend to stay in the park without people any longer. As he walked, he wondered where to go for dinner next. This is a residential area. If you want to eat, you still have to go to the commercial street. , but this time he successfully solved the doomsday and saved the world, and he should continue to live in this world in the future, but without the intersection with the Nohara family, Jiasheng Yuanzhi always felt that his feet were light, as if he had no roots duckweed.

"Sure enough, I should find something else to do..."

He was thinking and muttering to himself, until he suddenly realized that he seemed to be going in the wrong direction, and when he stopped, he found that he had unknowingly come to the door of the Nohara family while he was thinking about it.

The lights hung at the door of Yihujian looked very warm and bright. You could vaguely hear Miya Nohara calling her children to have dinner with her husband, followed by the energetic voice of Shinnosuke Nohara.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi was standing on the road, the light from the street lamp brushed his shoulders and projected onto the ground, the tempting aroma of rice lingered, arousing the gluttons in people's stomachs.

He stood quietly for a while, smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned and left here, that didn't belong to him, and it wasn't the world he should set foot in. He and the Nohara family were like two intersecting lines. Lopsided.

And what happened later strengthened Yoshio Fuchinogami's decision to be lucky not to approach the Nohara family, because when he returned to Tokyo hungry and lost, he found that someone had followed the clues of the rewards he entrusted to darknet hackers. He came to the door.

"Yeah, is this Mr. JSZ1874-38, right? I'm the hacker you commissioned before. I have some questions, and I want you to answer them for me~~"

A tall foreign man with silver hair and golden eyes, dressed like a clown magician, stood at the door of Jiasheng Yuanzhi. He smiled, gracefully took off his top hat, and saluted.

This person is undoubtedly Gogol. Originally, Jiasheng Yuanzhi felt lost and lonely because he could not reconnect with the people he knew before, but it seemed that the heavens also noticed his loneliness. The hacker turned out to be Gogol, this coincidence made Yuan Shangjiasheng, whose heart was shaking at the moment, couldn't help being slightly dazed.

Gogol is so keen, of course he sensed the factors in his favor from the expression change of the burgundy-haired boy, so he pursued the victory calmly, with a softer and lower voice: "After all, you have blocked a terrible disaster Now, as a token of appreciation, may I invite you to dinner?"

Jiasheng Yuanzhi came to his senses, covered his belly that was screaming at some point, and couldn't help but blushed.

[Chicken breaks the cat: Damn it, Mr. Jiasheng has never blushed at me...biting a handkerchief·jpg]

[Even with dark circles, she is still a beauty: Well, I have to say, Gogol is far ahead in the progress of Mr. Jiasheng's strategy. 】

[If God is a clown: Hehehe, because Gogol is a rare common sense person, compared to several other people, he has never disappointed Mr. Jiasheng. 】

[Sesame stuffed rice ball: Hehe, can things really be so simple and smooth? 】

[Hei Ni in the world: That's right, you don't observe male virtues at all when you come out at night, and you must have bad intentions!Mr. Jiasheng, be careful to be deceived by the boy! 】

[The rich woman who inherited the group that would make the insurance company go bankrupt: But to be honest, if it were me, I think Gogol is pretty good. He has a handsome face, a good personality, and is quite considerate. Can juggle and magic amusing. 】

[Falling Red Leaf: If you really think so, then you are too naive. A good man does not depend on these factors. 】

Jiasheng Yuanzhi agreed to Gogol's request to have dinner together. He was well aware of Gogol's ability, and the other party was not a lunatic who would kill someone if he disagreed with him. It won't have any effect on him, it's just a meal, so there's no need to worry too much.

Besides, he was indeed hungry, but after seeing the warmth of the Nohara family, Yoshio Fuchinogami was not willing to go to dinner alone, it would make him feel even more lonely.

If someone is willing to accompany you, Jia Sheng on the Yuan will naturally go there with pleasure.

Although he is not a local, Gogol knows almost everything about the delicious food in this city. Maybe he made an appointment in advance. When they went, they entered the restaurant without queuing.

"Try this, this stew is a classic of this restaurant." During this dinner, Gogol was very considerate, as if they were not strangers meeting for the first time, but friends who had been dating for a long time. The appropriate attitude unknowingly softened Jiasheng Yuanzhi's attitude towards him. The night made the lights of thousands of families twinkle like stars. In such a beautiful and ambiguous night, the relationship between people seems to be particularly easy to pull close.

It was a very pleasant dinner. They communicated a lot. Even if they don’t have the experience of the previous week, communicating with Gogol is a very comfortable thing. There was the existence of the name.

When Jiasheng Yuanzhi was chatting excitedly, he picked up the wine glass on the dining table and drank a lot of wine to moisten his throat. Because of the effect of alcohol, a faint blush floated on his face, making his eyes and pupils look like clouded eyes. Aroma-filled wine with a flowing and translucent luster.

"It's so late, I'll take Mr. Jiasheng home." After finishing the dinner, Gogol got up and suggested.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi did not refuse, not because he was a little drunk, but because he actually vaguely guessed why Gogol came here, not to mention the virus that polluted the land, he could accurately predict the natural disaster This is enough for many organizations and governments to pay attention to it. If there is really a person who can predict the future with their toes, then they will definitely try to win over or subdue this person for their own use, or avoid risks, or profit from it.

This is also the reason why Yuanshang Jiasheng chooses to offer rewards to hackers anonymously on the dark web, and hides himself behind the scenes. He is also very cautious when issuing tasks. He always goes to some Internet cafes that are not monitored, and he will definitely cover his appearance. However, none of these methods prevented Gogol from finding himself.

Although Jiasheng Yuanzhi has already noticed that Gogol's identity is not simple and not just a powerful person with supernatural powers from the last cycle of the week, but out of consideration for his companions, he did not go to the bottom of it.

And the reason why he didn’t reject Gogol now is that Jiasheng Yuanzhi knew that Gogol still had questions and wanted to ask himself, and he wanted to satisfy his doubts because of the guilt he felt towards Gogol in the last cycle of reincarnation. As compensation, the second is that he has a good understanding of Gogol's abilities and limitations. Even if he can't solve the opponent, it is easy to escape.

The room with the night light turned on seemed less cold and lonely than before. Jiasheng Yuanzhi never thought that there would be such a huge difference in the feeling of being alone.

Gogol sat on the sofa. He didn't exchange meaningless words like ordinary people. He held his chin and asked with a smile: "I'm curious, Mr. Jiasheng, how did you predict the future? Could it be that you Is it a person with supernatural powers?"

"But you can use the foresight you get to prevent crises instead of profiting from them. I really admire you."

Gogol's compliment made Jiasheng Yuanyou couldn't help laughing, which may be different, because if it was Gogol in the doomsday, he would probably just satirize Jiasheng Yuanzhi's hard work, I think he is just doing a useless job.

"This is indeed my supernatural ability." Jiasheng Fuchinoue said lightly, he did not elaborate, but continued lightly: "But the future I can see is not much, and the opportunity in the future will be changed. Now, whether the future events I have observed will still happen as it should be is completely uncertain."

"So that's how it is." Gogol was thoughtful, and sure enough, this kind of supernatural ability that can predict the future has great limitations and is extremely easy to be changed, which is also within his expectation.

"Then Mr. Jiasheng, I wonder if you can tell me what happened in the future you observed? I saw that the expression on your face when you first saw me seemed familiar, and you were even surprised why I It will appear in front of you—in that future, you and I are more than just acquaintances, right?"

Gogol said these words with a smile.

In fact, the person who actually took over the entrusted task was not Gogol, who was not good at cyber hacking techniques. The one who actually took over the task was Dostoyevsky, who had accumulated funds for the sake of doing things, but he was short of money. When they picked it up casually, they discovered that this person was most likely to be able to predict the future.

A person with supernatural powers who can predict the future does not know how it will affect Dostoevsky's future plans. Out of caution, Gogol replaces Dostoevsky who is temporarily unable to get away. Came in front of Jiasheng on the abyss.

What Yoshio Fuchinogami said to Shinnosuke Nohara this afternoon was mixed in truth and falsehood. Apart from meeting an old friend from the past, it was also because he did have an emotion in his heart. He had finally succeeded in saving the world, but he didn’t even share There are no people, which is depressing.

Under the influence of drunkenness, or perhaps because of the joy and excitement of seeing a familiar person, the emotion entrenched in his chest that made him depressed seemed to become more restless, and Jiasheng's throat became more thirsty. He kept swallowing his throat, but couldn't suppress the words that he wanted to pour out of his heart.

He fiddled with the wine glass in his hand for a while in silence, and said slowly after a while: "That will be a very long story."

The smile on Gogol's face deepened. He raised the glass full of wine in his hand and said pointedly: "It's okay, we can chat while drinking slowly."

[Doctor Hatchet: ...Is there something wrong? 】

[Reaper elementary school student: Obviously something is wrong, Gogol is obviously talking clichéd. 】

[The best protector: Hehe, those who use their feelings to deceive people are all scumbags! ! 】

[The lower limit of cooking skills is potato stew: Jun Jiasheng who is drunk is really dangerous. He shouldn't have agreed to Gogol's invitation, and he has completely fallen into a trap. 】

[Black mud in the world: Yes, Gogol has ulterior motives, Mr. Jiasheng, you must not be deceived again in the future! 】

[The rich woman who inherited the group that would make the insurance company go bankrupt: Alas, I thought that there would finally be someone who matched Jia Shengjun, but I didn't expect it to be another scumbag...]

Gogol is really a very good chat partner. He is humorous, sensitive and considerate. Jiasheng Yuanzhi has already accumulated a lot of words, and there is such a reason of "foreseeing the future" as a basis. Under the transpiration of alcohol, he unconsciously revealed everything he experienced in that doomsday.

Although Gogol’s expression was very serious at the beginning, he was actually just listening to and recording the information leaked from Jiasheng Yuanzhi’s words, but as the story progressed, he became more and more immersed in the crisis-ridden, hopeful story. In the vague doomsday, it seems that he coincides with the "Gogol" described by Jiasheng Yuanzhi. He and himself in the story are angry, sad and happy together, and are moved and sacrificed for Jiasheng Yuanzhi together.

Such a strong resonance, so strong that Gogol couldn't help trembling and becoming frightened. When he looked at Yuanshang Jiasheng again, the other party was not a supernatural person who could be wooed and subdued, nor a profitable tool man , but the beloved who I always wanted to kill, but couldn't do it, and was willing to die for it.

Such contradictory and strong emotions made Gogol even suspect that Jiasheng Yuan is not a person with the ability to predict the future, but a terrible fraudster, so that he fell into the illusion he fabricated without noticing. , for which the heart swayed.

Although Gogol persuaded himself so much, he understood that the reason why he couldn't help but throw himself into the narration of Jiasheng on Yuanzhi was only because of his true feelings and the expression of loss and sadness when he narrated. Only sincerity can move people's hearts. Only then can I immerse myself in it and resonate with 'Gogol'.

But it is because of this that Jiasheng Yuanzhi is very dangerous, and it is not an ordinary danger.

"How did it feel when I kissed you in that doomsday?"

Gogol suddenly asked such an embarrassing question.

Jiasheng Yuanzhi drank alcohol, and his head was a little slow. Although it was a bit embarrassing to talk about kissing with Gogol, who had no memory, he had already confided so much, and he didn't care about the last little bit.

"To be honest, you had just escaped from danger at that time, and you were covered in blood. If you really want to say it, what I remember most is probably the smell of rust mixed with the smell of the sea?"

Jiasheng Yuanzhi blinked and said slowly.

"That's right, do we have to do it all over again? As compensation for the bad feeling." Gogol said with a smile. She touched Jiasheng's chin, and then kissed the other's soft lips stained with the aroma of wine.