Which Yokohama did you drop?

It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, because everyone is playing very excitedly, and the children are finally coaxed to sleep.

The adults who just finished the banquet should still be chatting in the living room.

Binjiang Ling was originally asked to accompany Yumeno Kusaku, even though Yumeno Kusaku said that it would be fine to sleep alone, he still stayed with him all the time.

Until recently he found that he couldn't stay with Yumeno Hisaku for a long time anymore.

He was afraid that when he could not sleep, when the ability to recover quietly spread out, he would be discovered.

The night was quiet, before Bin Jiangling had time to turn on the lights, only moonlight and wind poured into the bedroom from the open windows, illuminating the furnishings in the house and shaking the curtains slightly.

Bin Jiangling's body stopped shaking, he turned around slowly, and met the eyes of the person sitting there by the window.

The other party looked at Binjiang Ling with indifferent black eyes, with his hands in his coat pockets and a cigarette dangling from his mouth. The dots of flames were particularly obvious on the face of the man whose face was turned into darkness with his back turned to the moonlight.

This person knew Bin Jiangling's true identity, so of course he was not afraid of the impact of second-hand smoke on children.

Bin Jiangling looked at the face that was inextricably linked to Yokohama, but had no resemblance at all: "...Tokyo."

"Tch." Unlike the cool and patient image when facing Yokohama, Tokyo sneered when he heard this, "Except for Yokohama, you have no respect for the incarnation of the city, and you also know exactly what you are thinking, your memory back to normal."

Tokyo didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and told all the things that Bin Jiangling had concealed in a few words.

Binjiang Ling lost his memory after being instilled with power by Yokohama and became a human being. He only knew who he was by relying on the memories Yokohama told him, but the memories he was told always felt unreal, so Binjiang Ling was very comfortable as a child .

It just went so well that I couldn't accept the news that Yokohama almost died.

Even if it was fake, Binjiang Ling was stimulated to restore his memory as a curse spirit.

After returning from Yokohama, Bin Jiangling also fully realized a problem.

Even if Yokohama is squatting in front of him, helping him straighten his hair with a gentle smile, all his eyes are looking at Binjiangling...but as long as Binjiangling looks away a little, he can see the three people behind Yokohama, and Those countless citizens of Yokohama City.

The promise to love him forever seemed like a joke.

Of course Yokohama will always love anything in this city, anyone can be the younger brother.

Bin Jiangling lowered his head, like a well-behaved child: "Tokyo...Mr., I don't know what you're talking about, what do you want to see me for?"

Tokyo took down the cigarette from his mouth, and laughed to himself: "It's really nice to pretend, forget it, I said I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

He didn't get close to Bin Jiangling, nor did he try to beat him up.

Bin Jiangling clearly felt that Tokyo did not see himself in his eyes.

Everything Tokyo does is for Yokohama. The eldest son of the Japanese city only sees his own citizens and his own family. He is so indifferent when facing other creatures. It is estimated that the attitude of human beings crushing a moth is no different. How many.

If it weren't for Yokohama still caring about the Binjiang Spirit, Tokyo would have directly killed the Binjiang Spirit with Tokyo's rejection of the curse spirit.

"Since you are still here in the skin of a younger brother, you can either take away those eyes and sit down and learn how other human beings are younger brothers, or tear off your disguise and tell me what you want to do Yokohama, don't occupy the position of the dearest in his heart while thinking about other things that have nothing to do with the dearest."

The tone of threat in Tokyo dialect is very strong.

Without waiting for Bin Jiangling's reaction, he crushed the cigarette butt on the window sill, and said with a sneer, "He didn't come here to listen to lies. What."

Tokyo doesn't care how many people like Yokohama, and it doesn't matter who Yokohama likes, everyone is old enough to get entangled in such things, it's no fun, he just hates cheating.

Bin Jiangling slowly raised his head, his wide blue eyes were bloodshot.

Tokyo still looked at him indifferently, with a condescending posture.

"There are a lot of curse spirits in my city, so I know exactly what most of them are... a bunch of boring things that were born out of human negative emotions, but in turn hurt them."

"In the end, how can negative emotions get along well with human beings? If it weren't for the order of the world consciousness, I would destroy all the curse spirits now."

Tokyo's eccentric performance is much more obvious and tough than Yokohama, which cannot be questioned at all.

Bin Jiangling slowly clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice, "The curse spirit living in your city is obviously also..."

"Stop making trouble, the only ones who can get forgiveness from the city incarnation are you and Yokohama," Tokyo interrupted him indifferently, "The magic spirits don't have the ability to think, except for very special ones, they have always only hindered the city. Construction, I'm crazy like them?"

Tokyo even knows that there are still a few cursed spirits hidden somewhere in Japan. It feels that humans have polluted nature and wants to destroy humans and let the cursed spirits rule.

Tokyo just found it extremely ridiculous.

He told Yokohama to have human emotions, but in fact he also lacked a large part of normal emotions.

For the feelings of the curse spirit, the feelings of people outside the city...Tokyo has no feeling at all.

This absence has no negative impact on the city.

Even those citizens who are disliked by Tokyo, fighting among themselves and destroying Tokyo in some parallel worlds, are more important than Binjiangling in Tokyo's heart.

Bin Jiangling's heart was agitated because of Yokohama's words, he wanted to say something crazily, he could no longer pretend to be a good boy, and the expression on his face became more and more terrifying.

"Heh," Tokyo looked at him in a funny way, raised the corners of his lips and said coldly, "I'll leave after I've said this, I don't need to wait for your answer and I don't want to waste time trying to make you change your mind."

"Yokohama Mantra, no matter what you do, if you use the incarnation of the city to surpass the real world, the ability bestowed by the world consciousness can crush you with one finger."

Tokyo's eyes could kill with a smile, like an experienced hunter watching the final struggle of his prey under the gun.

The next moment, Tokyo's body suddenly disappeared.

The moonlight that had lost its cover suddenly found Bin Jiangling's face, making him squint his eyes subconsciously.

The curse spirit is... he is hated by the world.

Those words in Tokyo, every word he said disgusted him to the extreme, but they were also extremely correct.

Bin Jiangling laughed silently, he was afraid that Yokohama would find out his laughter, so he could only do this, but with a smile, suddenly a drop of water fell on the floor.

Bin Jiangling laughed silently like a lunatic, and the scene of smashing up the house, tearing up everything, and slitting Tokyo's throat lingered in his mind.

He really deserves to be a collection of all the negative emotions towards Yokohama. The citizens of Yokohama are really versatile. He can be like an artist. The crazy imagination is also endowed by them?

After realizing that he was actually crying, Bin Jiangling's thoughts and smile stopped abruptly.

He looked at the floor expressionlessly, watching the water droplets on it grow more and more.

"It's so annoying," the indifferent words blurted out from the child's mouth, "Wouldn't it be better if we all die and only my brother and I are left?"

The family's games can't shake half of the curse spirit's heart, what Tokyo said is true, to deceive Yokohama's self who is still pretending, what the hell is he?

Before going back to his room, Yokohama specially came to the door of Binjiang Lingfang, intending to see if he was sleeping well.

He really looks forward to the current Binjiang Ling growing up well and becoming that youthful form.

It proves that Binjiang Ling is not just an example of negative emotions, he is really alive.

Yokohama found that Binjiang Ling hadn't locked the door, so he opened the door silently, and squinted through the gap to see the little child lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Yokohama's hand paused.

Just when he was relieved, he turned his eyes and saw the cigarette butt on the windowsill.

……Tokyo?

Bin Jiangling lay with his eyes closed, feeling that Yokohama hadn't left and stayed longer than usual.

Just when he was feeling uneasy, he suddenly heard Yokohama's voice.

"Good night."

After saying this very lightly, Yokohama closed the bedroom door.

On the second day, everyone from Tokyo was taken to Yokohama City to check in the famous attractions and food, and buy some souvenirs.

The whole process was accompanied by Xiao Wu, who was driving by PM. It didn't need much effort at all, and the time was well arranged by Xiao Wu, which ensured that everyone returned to Tokyo by car at night after playing.

This time, Yokohama also accompanied him throughout the whole process. He won the love of the children and was surrounded by young detectives to death.

Suzuki Sonoko, who couldn't get in, sighed unwillingly, and could only turn to sigh with emotion: "It's better to have fun, it's rare that the streets of Yokohama are so much safer than Mihua Town."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu looked at PM, and PM looked up at the sky.

Port Mafia is reliable when there is danger, and Port Mafia is the greatest danger when there is no danger.

Mao Lilan stared at Yokohama's back thoughtfully, so that Suzuki Sonoko stabbed him jokingly: "Xiaolan, do you also think that Mr. Binjiang is super handsome? Have you finally decided to give up your husband who has been invisible all day long?" ?”

Conan next to him was taken aback for a moment, and immediately pricked up his ears nervously.

"Not anymore. Sonoko," Mao Lilan quickly waved his hand, and explained to his young tameran in a low voice, "I think that many people look at Mr. Yokohama very strangely, that's why they think so."

"Strange? What's so strange?"

"I can't tell, it may be an illusion, but Mr. PM and the others... always feel like the eyes that Shinichi used to look at me sometimes."

The shrunken Kudo Shinichi thought in confusion: What kind of look is that?

PM and Xiaowu, who just got drinks from Ayumi and Mitsuhiko, only had time to take a sip, and when they heard this sentence, they spit out together.