Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

The visitor stopped for a moment, and the scene became very embarrassing for a while.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The young man in front of him had black hair a little longer than that of an inch-cut head, his complexion was cold and white, his face was deep and three-dimensional, and there were sharp golden pupils under his browbones.

——Extremely similar appearance to Tsurumi Momoko.

"Hello." He nodded to Zhongyuan Zhongye, "He sees Yungu."

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly recovered from the short-term shock, and shook hands with the other party after introducing himself.

He wasn't sure if Tsurumi Yungu recognized him, or how much he knew about him, and his mood was fluctuating at this moment.

Thinking of the excuses he made to Taozhi's mother and grandmother, he immediately felt extremely regretful; in the future, he will also become Taozhi's family, and if he pretends not to know Tsurumi Yungu at this time, it will be even more difficult to read in the future.

The best time to confess a lie is first, and the second best time is now.

Just as Nakahara Chuya's brain was running fast, thinking about how to speak, Tsurumi Yunya's golden pupils were tightly fixed on him for a long time, and he showed a smile that made him feel familiar but resisted.

This look is very much like Dazai's appearance before he was about to plot against someone, full of interest and full of bad taste.

He asked, "Are you Taozhi's boyfriend?"

"Yes." Zhong Yuanzhong also said, "—"

"It's like this." Hejian Yungu looked sincere, and took the bait away, "You must not tell Taozhi that I am a magician, she hates people lying to her the most. I have been hiding it from her for many years .”

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

He frowned and asked, "You too?"

Tsurumi Yungu's face remained unchanged, he nodded calmly, and then wondered what "you too" meant...

He was also in Kanagawa today, and was called by Taozhi to perform the task on his behalf.As a result, it turned out that Nakahara Chuya—he had seen photos and met once, so it was not difficult to recognize the other party—turned out to be a cadre of Portmafia.

Nakahara Chuya, who is called "the best man in Tokyo" and "raises the average quality of Japanese men by himself", is actually a mafia, not only that, but also a cadre-level figure, recognized as the strongest alien Those who can.

"In the future, remember to avoid me and Mr. Zhongye when accepting tasks, and you can pretend not to know each other when necessary."

"Don't tell him that I am a magician, what should I do if I scare him?"

"If you expose yourself, remember to pick me out... What? You said I don't talk about martial arts? Mr. Tsurumi, you don't want your sister to lose her destined boyfriend, do you?"

Just recalling the cautious look of Hejian Taozhi as if he was facing an enemy, Hejian Yungu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He is not going to take the initiative to dismantle Chuya Zhongyuan.

As a magician, he likes to watch fun; as the elder brother Taozhi, he is very wicked.

Wouldn't it be more fun for them to stumble upon each other's hidden secrets?

"Mr. Zhongyuan." Tsurumi Yungu said sincerely, "I won't take the initiative to reveal your identity to Taozhi, so don't tell her that I'm a magician, okay?"

There was no reason why Zhongyuan Zhong didn't agree. After a few simple conversations, he chatted with Tsurumi Yungu about business matters.

During the whole process, Zhongyuan Zhong also had no time to think about the possibility of "Taozhi is also a magician".

His first reaction was that his identity had to be exposed, and he thought about the countermeasures under the huge shock, and there was no room for association; after Tsurumi Yungu confessed his identity and proposed an exchange of mutual concealment, his mood became more and more deceitful , became a little heavy.

……

Edogawa Ranpo's advice to me is not to get close to the port mafia. If you have business to go today, it's best to push it to others.

I asked suspiciously: "Why?"

He narrowed his eyes and reminded in a loose tone: "If you get close to that side, Mr. Hat will immediately discover your identity."

This kind of suggestion is like a passer-by npc telling the protagonist not to go before he goes on an adventure. As long as he listens, there will be no subsequent supernatural plot at all.And in the short time we got along just now, I have already seen the terrifying reasoning ability of this famous detective, so I started to think carefully.

Why would Edogawa Ranpo say that? It should be that Chuya-kun’s company has a cooperation with the port mafia. If you go there, you have a great chance of meeting him...it must be so, and I will never give it in vain!

Anyway, it's a simple task, and it's not impossible to entrust it to others; but it must be a special level, to show the importance of the magic world.

After contacting one by one, I learned that Tsurumi Yunya was in Kanagawa, and I left the matter to him without any burden; while I stayed in the detective agency to fish, waiting for Chuya Nakahara to get off work.

There was a little hiccup during this period.

To pass the time, Edogawa and I played Go at random steps.

President Fukuzawa Yukichi was hesitant to say anything, and reminded me tactfully: "Random moves are very good at chess."

I hesitated, but Edogawa Ranpo allowed me to repent ten times per game, so I thought that I had also won the prize in the junior group, so I fought decisively, but in the end I was still killed by him.

My self-esteem was hit and I decided not to play with him, but to find Dazai Osamu.

"You have to give in to me too." I said shamelessly, "It's enough to regret the move three times."

Osamu Dazai agreed with a half-smile.

...The result was still very miserable, and I couldn't help but suspect that I had never learned Go before.

I turned my gaze to Fukuzawa Yukichi, who looked back indifferently.

Forget it, still don't die.

Feeling ashamed, my feet felt windy, and I found a reason to leave the detective agency.Ranpo Edogawa and Osamu Dazai had a very happy farewell, and expressed their expectation that I could visit more times.

Then I wandered around the commercial street and bought a new pair of sunglasses. Sunglasses are to conjurers like potatoes to Ubisoft, they are like souls.

As I was shopping, I couldn't help feeling that the spell power here was filthy and weak, and there should be very few spell spirits. Before sighing for a long time, I found an ugly third-level spell spirit wandering in the street.It is not very aggressive, and shuttles through the crowd blankly.

In public, I naturally couldn't strike easily, I just approached silently, and when I took out the knife, my mouth suddenly went numb.A female phantom floating in the air appeared in front of my eyes, wearing a kimono with a blurry face, but it firmly received my blow.

Behind her, about two meters away from me, stood a red-haired woman in kimono, holding a plain oiled paper umbrella in her hand, with a cold and quiet demeanor.

"...Is it a supernatural power?" I murmured.

Originally, the red-haired woman had a bit of hostility on her face, probably because she saw that my face was dazed and without murderous intent, but this hostility quickly turned into a look of scrutiny.

"I didn't mean to attack you." I explained to her, "I'm a magician. There was a magic spirit in that position just now, and ordinary people can't see it."

——It's a little troublesome.

I thought the speed and angle were very flattering and would never be discovered by ordinary people, but this beautiful woman who deserves a sentence from Yamato Nadeko broke through what I thought was a seamless movement;

She stared at me for a while, then closed her eyes, and the phantom who took my attack also came back behind her.

"I see." She smiled.

The red-haired woman nodded gracefully to me, stepped back half a step, and looked at me leisurely.

I nodded at her and completed the extermination with the knife in my hand.

She asked me, "Are there many such things in Yokohama?"

I said, "It's quite rare. Yokohama is the city with the fewest spells in the Tokyo metropolitan area. It's probably because of the gathering of people with supernatural powers."

She nodded silently, and then reported her name: "Ozaki Koye."

"A crane sees a peach branch."

Koyo Ozaki's eyes stopped on me, and she smiled at me thoughtfully.

……

I wandered slowly all the way to the meeting place agreed with Zhongyuan Zhongye. I arrived more than half an hour early, so I sat on the steps and waited for someone in a daze.

At sunset, the sea is shimmering, gold pieces are floating, and seagulls are flying across the sky like a line of white smoke.

I began to imagine how Chuya Nakahara lived here, the 24 years when I didn't participate.

When you were a teenager in Leibo Street, would you go camping by the sea with your friends?There must be a girl who likes him, and he will seriously reject the other party; play with friends, maybe play sand volleyball.

Later, when I was working, I went to the beach to smoke when I encountered something irritating, thinking about countermeasures calmly, and the cigarette butt was blown off in half by the wind.Maybe I will think of someone, such as a girl whom I met once ten years ago.The color of the sea was reflected in his eyes, and his shadow was reflected on the surface of the sea, and I vaguely saw this scene in the fantasy dream woven by the setting sun.

While I was in a daze aimlessly, someone pinched my cheek suddenly.

"How long have you waited?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also smiled loosely, his brows were wanton and flamboyant.

"Mr. Zhongye..." I was a little surprised, and said casually, "...about ten minutes."

It's not that he was surprised by his sudden appearance, but that he was able to approach behind me without me noticing?

I couldn't help but start to reflect on myself. I've been a little slack in training recently, and I've even forgotten such a basic fighting instinct.

"Let's go." Nakahara Chuya said, "I'll take you shopping."

He seems to have something on his mind.

I am very sensitive to people's emotions occasionally, and whenever this happens, it is basically accurate.

"Mr. Zhongye, you seem to be absent-minded." I flipped through a page of the menu and asked casually, "Did you encounter any difficulties at work?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled at me: "...well."

He quickly cleaned up the emotions that were accidentally leaked, and turned back into a lover with no distractions.

Because I also have things to think about, I didn't pay much attention to this little episode.

In the current situation, I'm not sure if Osamu Dazai has told me the truth. A smart person like him has always been able to play with people in the palm of his hand.So, whether Shibusawa is dead is still unknown, we need to start with the Gravity Envoy or the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

When Dazai mentioned "Gravity Maker", his expression was a little subtle, and I felt that he was deliberately guiding me, and wanted me to go to the port mafia to find Gravity Maker himself.

What is his purpose?Why do you expect me to find that person?

The amount of existing information is too small, so I can't guess it, but I can't follow his wish.I trust my hunches very much.

No matter how you look at it, it is a better and more thoughtful choice to seek cooperation from the Supernatural Secret Service Division endorsed by the government and obtain the files of supernatural persons.

"Why are you sighing?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked me with a smile, "What's wrong?"

I:"!"

Did you sigh unknowingly?

"It's nothing." I said with disgust, "The new colleague is more difficult to get along with, and I always feel that he wants to harm me."

It was you, Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also comforted me a few words, and as he talked, he seemed to remember the unpleasant experience, and frowned: "My former colleague... Forget it, don't mention that guy."

It was close to ten o'clock in the evening, and he drove me to Yokohama Station.

"Call me if you need anything," he said.

I used to raise the bar: "Is it okay if there is nothing wrong?"

He smiled slightly at the end of his eyes: "Anytime is fine."

When it was time to say goodbye, I was very hypocritical and unreasonably accused: "Mr. Zhongye doesn't even take the initiative to find me."

"No." Zhongyuan Zhong also accepted my nonsense gently, raised his eyes at me, and explained seriously, "Didn't I call you every night?"

He knocked me down with one word.

I told Nakahara Chuya that I usually go to bed at twelve o'clock, so his call came at 2:[-] every night, at most [-] minutes late, and then hung up at twelve o'clock, which was extremely accurate.

Then after I said good night, I packed up and went out to drink, or play games all night, and sleep until noon before getting up.

I felt guilty, but I was still confident: "Too few, you should call me if you miss me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled lazily, and looked at me with blue eyes: "That can't be finished."

My fingers trembled slightly, and my voice was stiff: "...Oh."

Seeing that it was time to check the ticket, Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood at the bottom of the steps with a clear figure.

Reluctantly, I withdrew my gaze, looked up at the huge Yokohama station sign, and climbed up the stairs step by step.

Just when he was about to reach the top level, the phone vibrated.

I sighed, knowing that I have a mission, I hope I don’t go too far away, it’s too much to go out in the middle of the night——

Taking a closer look, the name of [Central Plains Chuya] flashed impressively on the contact person.

I turned around in astonishment, Zhong Yuan was half leaning against the railing, and raised his head to meet my gaze.He was biting a cigarette, his outline was vaguely outlined by the unclear light and shadow, and his orange hair lightly traced the edges of the light.

"Tao Zhi." He said with a smile in his voice, "I miss you."

The author has something to say: Many people in the comments guessed it, it’s Ni Jiang!

I'm too busy, this is today's update, I will make up after yesterday's one, Si code [-] (Doxia seat)

It will be posted tomorrow after finishing writing, before 9:0 pm, and the day after tomorrow will resume at [-]:[-].

Inspired by the friend's article: "Then what's the volleyball" by Maomao investigators, cookies, CP is the king, it will open soon! !Super good-looking, not good-looking, you hit me!She has a lot of manuscripts!

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Some nonsense that can be skipped:

In the past two days, I reviewed the previous article, and the writing collapsed. From Chapter 9, the plot is in a mess. It’s not that the Chinese chef can’t eat it. My friend suggested that I change the name of the article to fall in love with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Frustrated for two days, determined to change the past, and then, bang bang bang bang, wrote another chapter of love (.

good!Showdown!I am an extreme Chinese cook!In the future, I will only write according to my own ideas!Great! (sudden seizure)

感谢在2022-05-2222:30:00~2022-05-2522:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep water torpedo: 1 Tangtang;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Tangtang 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 white song but no pigeon;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Bracelet, Gu Ye Xiangjin, the champion of the King Gu Contest, Fei Gui, Eleven 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 on Eleven; 1 on Ripple Wind;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：洁47瓶；毛毛20瓶；织梦尽欢、5066603810瓶；崽崽、晚来归急否8瓶；五条悟7瓶；非洲大大大酋长、故事都烂结尾了5瓶；考不上高中不改名4瓶；繁星夜雨、193824792瓶；煎饼果子、寒塘、glenfarclas、女人类1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!