As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

A simple script is not advisable, nor is a complicated script, and a script that can be explained completely at once is also not advisable.

It should be able to give people a certain amount of brain space, but it needs to leave a little room.

Finally, the final right of interpretation must belong to me!

The first step is to establish a concept!

"Father, don't be so fierce, I'm afraid." I blinked, and this face alone was enough to make people believe it.

It will be so similar, either identical twins, or the father and son in the anime, right?

Chuya's expression was blank for a moment, and it was even more distorted than when I called Zaizi Daddy, "...you, call me?!"

I nodded.

This identity is the easiest to gain Zhongye's trust.

"Hey—didn't you just call me 'Tai Zai Da Ren'?" Zai Zi will never be late to tear things down.

It's just that he didn't realize that he had completely put himself in the position of my "daddy"?

And this time, I'm ready to deal with it.

"Of course you are Dazai-sama." I cast a mocking glance at him, "you are the leader, so naturally everything you say is right."

"Boss?!" Zhongye stared, as if he wanted to confirm whether I was lying, but when his eyes fell on Zaizi himself, he felt that this was entirely possible.

Even Zaizi, who had only one point of faith in me, became suspicious.

Because, he really thought about being the leader of Hong Kong gangsters himself.Moreover, Zaizi has indeed become the leader in the if line that they don't know - no matter what the reason is, no matter what process he has gone through.

Zhong also stretched out his hand, stopped Zaizi's words, then raised his chin at me, "You continue."

I lowered my eyes and considered my words.

The second step is to bring in an objective third party to add credibility to your words.

"I heard from Auntie Hongye that when he was young, Dazai-sama was a big--'scumbag'. He abandoned his family and children for the sake of 'wild men' outside..."

I took a tentative look at Zaizi, only to see that his whole face—no, his whole body was distorted.

Even he began to doubt himself—even if there was only a little bit of doubt, it was enough for me and him.

The following is the third step, to give yourself an ignorant living environment so that you can stop the conversation before there are loopholes.

"Dad never asked me to ask more questions."

Zhongya and I met our gazes, and I read approval from his violently quivering pupils.

Since he came in, under a series of shocks, Zhongye's three views have been a little shaky, and his psychological defense line has gradually loosened.He thought carefully about this possibility. If Zaizi hadn't betrayed Hong Kong gangsters at that time, what would have happened in the future.

I haven't given the full story, but just a few key moments and events are more eliciting than a full script.Because the person who reads this story will take a seat based on this subtle information, all logical content is speculated by himself, and he himself is the biggest protagonist of the script, so for him, this is the most convincing script.

The redness on Chuya's face faded, and I even felt that his face turned pale from the shock of his own thinking.

Even the feet pressed against the face of the pillow lost their original strength and fell to the ground.

It can be seen that he was almost out of the original painting by the successive blows.

My purpose has been achieved.

In Yokohama, where there are many riddlers, how could I make the once famous Shuanghei completely believe my nonsense at the first meeting?

I just need to plant such a seed in their hearts is enough.

The excessive impact exceeded the scope of embarrassment, and the atmosphere eased down instead.

The astringent pillow was thrown aside, and Zaizi and I looked at each other, rubbed our numb legs, and then changed positions and sat on the bed.

"Then... why are you here now?" Zhongya loosened his tie, and threw his coat on the table casually.

I pursed my lips and shook my head, "I don't know—I think everything is what Dazai-sama wants."

As long as Zaizi is blamed, everyone will believe him.

"...The question now is, do you want to continue living here?" Zaizi said, and quickly changed the topic, "It's only a matter of time before Mr. Sen discovers the abnormality."

Of course I know it too, but I'm not afraid. I originally planned to go to Mr. Mori's place to eat and drink.

"It's dangerous for you to join any organization here, let alone the port mafia." Zai Zi suddenly rushed over, pressing his right hand on my right shoulder, "Zhong Ye should also understand...he is very 'dangerous' .”

Am I in danger?

Zhong also nodded, looked at me and said seriously: "I found out as soon as I came in."

???

What did you discover as soon as you came in?

Am I your son's business?

And please be clear, am I in danger, or is my existence dangerous?

I am cowardly.

"Since we have a consensus on this point, why don't we discuss where to hide him?" Zaizi leaned against me, and under the cover of my body, his left hand slid down my back and moved away. my clothes……

Don't get me wrong, he wants to take the opportunity of me not being able to move to get that notebook back.

I really didn't dare to move, for fear of revealing some clues and letting Zhong also notice.

It's just that Zaizi missed a point. Although I'm unwilling to move psychologically and intellectually, I can't suppress the itchy reaction physically.

Especially when Zaizi's cold fingers touched my skin, my stress response was completely uncontrollable.

"Ow!"

I screamed uncontrollably, as if my whole body had been electrocuted, I threw myself forward, half of my body propped on the ground.

This is nothing.

Even my sudden violent rise caught Zaizi by surprise. The notebook stuck behind my waist missed his hand, but flew out because of my excessive movement.

Because Chuya was sitting in front of me, I kept my hands on his feet, and the book that flew out of nowhere naturally caught his attention.Hong Kong and black physique masters, people at the ceiling level, what is the first reaction when they see something that is directly in front of him?

Of course, with a backhand grab, he directly took the book into his hands.

The mental activities of Zaizi and I should be exactly the same at this time - oh ho, it's over!

It is impossible for me and Zaizi, two rookies, to fight violently in the hands of him.

"what is this?"

I quickly retreated to the big bed, and then covered my face with my hands, just wanting to weaken my sense of existence.

"Let's go—" Zaizi even jumped up from the bed, and slapped his fingers twice in front of Zhongye's eyes, which just blocked Zhongye's sight for a while, "I threw my wallet in the river in the morning. It’s gone, I don’t have any money to support Chuya’s son.”

"Ha—" Zhong also looked disgusted, "I didn't expect you at all."

He provoked Chuya frivolously, the purpose was to let him leave smoothly, and then let me bear it alone.

Impossible, does not exist!

I quickly put my foot on the ground and hugged Zaizi's arm with the other, "Master Dazai, didn't you have something to say to Dad just now?"

"Is there...?" The corner of Zaizi's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head to meet my gaze.

I——you are now tied to the same boat as me, so hurry up and find a way!

Zaizi—to kill your own work, don't pull me.

I - it's all your fault!

Zaizi - who knew you would suddenly jump up?

I—who told you to make small moves!

"Hey, why are you two going crazy all of a sudden, do you think I'm blind?" Chuya frowned, watching the exchange of eyebrows between the two of us, and finally realized that something was wrong.

Although he is not so intelligent as to be close to a monster, but as an indispensable part of Hong Kong black, he is not only the ceiling of force value, but also his intelligence is far beyond ordinary people.

Especially when it comes to strategies against slaughter, he always has a kind of surprising inspiration—it can also be said to be a habitual memory after being persecuted too much.

He realized that there was something about the two of us that he didn't want him to know.Moreover, my actions are obviously intended to pull Zai into the water.This also shows the opposite, just now Zaizi was deliberately misleading his attention.

And just now, only one thing happened.

Chuya's gaze finally shifted to the criminal notebook.