Why should I clean up

Sister Ming Zi and Zhong Yuan seem to get along very well.

Although he didn't know what they were talking about, Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help laughing when he heard Irie Masaichi's stomach ache in his head.

"You have been abandoned, Masaichi."

Irie took a deep breath: "...No, rather than laughing at me, you should deal with your hands first."

Takikawa Yu took a look.

It's just a burn. Even if I want to see Shirley, the appearance can be covered by illusion.

The only trouble is shooting.

...should have been left-handed just now.

"Goodbye then."

The body was gently hugged, Takigawa Yuu paused, and when he lowered his eyes, he caught the familiar color.

It's Miss Akiko.

The young man pursed the corner of his lower lip, and patted Jiang Mingzi's back stiffly.

"Goodbye." He lightly nodded his chin, watching Mingzi Irijiang get into the car.

It wasn't until the other party left that Takigawa Yuichi said thoughtfully: "Ms. Akiko seems to be different from others when she hugs me."

Nakahara picked up the unconscious mission target on the ground, and frowned when he heard the siren sound from a distance: "Dazai?"

"...Probably." Takigawa Yuichi silently moved his eyes away.

In fact, there are still many people, but it doesn't make sense to tell Zhongyuan.

Why.Is it because he is not tall enough?

Forget it, now is not the time to care about this.

Takigawa Yuichi thought about it, and when he looked at the researcher named [Fujiwara], his eyes gradually turned cold.

Mori Ogai can't let Mori Ogai know about Estoraneo, which means he can't openly take [Todo] to Momiji's interrogation room.

And once he entered the building of the port mafia, Mori Ogai was bound to get news.

He had to race against time to pry the guy's mouth open.

[Chief Mori summoned Lord Zhongyuan]

When Takigawa Yuichi received this text message from his subordinates, he was walking out of the bathroom.

— There is no antidote.

This is Fujido's last words begging for mercy before he died.

The drug was originally developed to stimulate the potential of people with supernatural abilities. After Estoraneo was destroyed, it was circulated among several families. The data was different from the beginning.

Apart from compulsively completing the evolution of abilities, there is no other way out.

...who knows what it will evolve into.

Takigawa Yuu clicked his tongue, brushed back the wet hair on his forehead, and smashed the mirror with his punch angrily.

There was a crisp sound when the fragments fell on the feet, and the water drops fell to the ground along the exposed ankle bones. Takigawa Yuichi took a deep breath and regained his composure.

He looked at his expressionless self in the cracked mirror, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and walked into the room.

"Sorry." When he opened the closet door, Takigawa Yuichi's eyelashes trembled, "Did it scare you, Shoichi?"

Irie Masaichi didn't answer. He probably didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't think of a word after thinking for a long time.

Takigawa Yuichi didn't care about this, he took out two trench coats from the closet, hesitated for a few seconds, and turned his face to look at the balcony.

"Isn't it weird to wear white?"

Osamu Dazai jumped off the railing lightly: "It would be appropriate if it's just to attract Miss Miyano's attention."

As he spoke, he pushed open the glass door, and his calm eyes scanned the mess hidden in the bathroom.

"That's true." Takigawa Yuichi thought for a while, then picked up a shirt on the chair.

The thin cloth covered the bandaged back, Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall, watching him fasten the buttons one by one, wondering what he was thinking.

Takigawa Yuichi picked up the white windbreaker: "Mr. Mori asked you to come to me?"

"It's not me." Osamu Dazai said lightly, "Although it was Odasaku who received the order, he probably wanted me to work hard."

Takigawa Yuichi paused, and instantly understood what the other party meant.

There was a dull sound when his body hit the carpet, and when the other party's silver hair with beads of water fell on his ear, Osamu Dazai chuckled.

Takigawa Yu held up his hands, and raised his eyebrows incomprehensibly: "I beat you when you sent it to your door, your brain finally broke because of loading too many things?"

Osamu Dazai was noncommittal, but raised his hand in a happy mood, and tapped his lower back very skillfully.

Takigawa Yuichi's body went numb, and he fell down uncontrollably.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to catch it very naturally, and his scattered silver hair wrapped around his fingertips that were hugging the young man's back.

"Before I met Yuichi, I always thought pain was an annoying thing." Osamu Dazai said, "Although it is annoying now, it seems that it is not unbearable."

【"Besides committing suicide, do you have any hobbies?"】

Yuichi once asked him that when he was on patrol last year.

If you know your preferences, you might be able to guess your weaknesses.

It was precisely because he knew Yuichi's thoughts that Osamu Dazai said ["No"] in a drawn-out tone.

——But if it’s Yuichi, it can make him look forward to it a little bit.

The joking words became reality unconsciously.

This may be the legendary self-inflicted.

"...How did you learn it?" Takigawa Yuuichi narrowed his eyes, his thoughts turned to an unpredictable place, "Hey, don't you want to assimilate with me like Yumeno?"

Osamu Dazai blinked, only to realize that he had ignored the existence of Yumeno Hisaku for a long time.

Although it was just a casual mention to Akutagawa, the kid was still earnestly carrying out the task even though he was tortured by Q until his whole body exuded a murderous look.

"Compared to this." Osamu Dazai asked curiously, "Can't you get up, Yuichi?"

Yuichi Takigawa: "..."

The young man's face darkened again, obviously he didn't really want to face this fact.

After a long silence, he let go of his tightly pursed lips: "How did you do that?"

Osamu Dazai: "Ask me?"

Takigawa Yuichi: "Oh, forget it if you don't teach."

"That's not the problem," Osamu Dazai said innocently, "But wouldn't Yuichi be more troubled by that?"

"..."

"Shut up." Takigawa Yuichi said with a gloomy face, "I'll smash you to death when I get up."

Appears to have recovered.

Dazai thought.

However, Yu Yi probably won't learn it in a while, after all, this is his escape experience summed up from being chased and beaten countless times by Zhong Ye.

of course.

Osamu Dazai glanced lightly at the back of the other party who was being held by him,

He really didn't expect that this trick could be used in this kind of place.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, Tokyo.

"Spinita, have you been beaten?"

In the speeding car, Vodka glanced worriedly at the white figure in the back seat through the interior rearview mirror.

"...do you think I've been beaten?"

Takigawa Yuu raised his eyes and hummed softly.

"I just have a sore back."

I learned nothing from Dazai for 10 minutes.

This is simply the Waterloo of his fighting career.

In contrast, it is more convenient to just punch down and break someone's waist.

Takigawa Yuichi thought so, and his eyes fell on Gin beside him.

Angle, strength—he imitated Dazai and tried again.

From Gin's raised cold eyes, Takigawa Yuichi once again realized the fact that he couldn't learn this trick.

"Bored?" Gin said.

Takigawa Yuichi: "A little bit."

Gin retracted his gaze, and turned a page of the report in his hand: "You can run all night, I think you are quite interesting."

As soon as Takigawa Yuu got closer, he realized that what Gin held in his hand was his movement track.

The GPS signal showed that of course it would not work in the port mafia building, so after removing the bugging device, Takigawa Yuichi handed the mobile phone to the patrolling subordinates, asking them to walk around casually.

... so energetic.

Looking at the complicated road map, even Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Good, now there is a reason why he has a sore back.

"By the way, don't you all bring gifts when you go to see Shirley?" Takigawa Yuichi asked after glancing at the profile configuration in the car.

Qin Jiu sneered: "What do you think we are going to do?"

"Meet." Takigawa Yuichi replied quickly, but the answer he gave was worthless.

It was only then that Gin noticed his distinctive attire today.

He is the first member of the organization with a code name to wear white.

Takigawa Yuichi: "You didn't tell me, so it's your fault."

"There is a change of clothes at the back." Gin's tone was light, and he bent directly against his cheekbones, "Spinita, say one more word, and I will break your bones, so that you will never say Can't talk."

Takigawa Yuichi didn't speak, but handed over the phone.

On the bright screen, a short line of words was typed in the memo.

[Ha, dictatorship]

Gin sneered, and pulled his fingers down.

He was caught off guard by this action, and it was too late when Takigawa Yuichi realized it.

Below the memo is a photo that was just taken.

In the photo, Gin crossed his legs and was lazily leaning against the car window, his cold green eyes drooping quietly, and his stern facial features were full of innate determination.

"Spinita." Gin's voice was chilling, "Where did you get the habit of secretly taking pictures?"

...the other reports you have seem useful.

Takigawa Yuichi said this silently, but what he said was "drawing".

Gin remembered his ribbon gun that day.

Colorful ribbons fell, and all the documents in Spinita's hand were his so-called masterpieces.

——Smelly Face Gin, Q/Q Man Gin, Stitch Gin...

Gin Jiu deleted all the photos in his mobile phone expressionlessly.

Takigawa Yuichi was suffocating from the heartache.

Hey, no, it seems that I just backed up last night.

……

It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's not good to laugh out loud now.

Well, let's continue to feel sad.

Takigawa Yuichi made a decision, and turned his face away pretending to be frustrated. [The little bird is angry? 】

A message popped up on the phone, Gin raised his eyes, and met Belmode's gaze on a building in the distance.

【By the way, Takigawa's right hand was injured yesterday, so now is a good time to do it】

[Although I can't find where he is now]

It's all nonsense.

The mission failed and she was still in the mood to joke, and only a woman named Belmode could do it.

If it wasn't for the fact that the BOSS favored her so much...

Gin snorted coldly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Spinita's hand holding his chin.

Nothing unusual, except that my head hit the car window a few times due to bumps in the road while I was sleeping.

One sound after another, making people feel bored.

Before he could do more stupid things, Gin simply raised his hand and hugged him with one arm.

Spinita's blue eyes opened for a moment, and after looking at each other for a few seconds, she closed them indifferently and continued to sleep.

The sound of breathing in the ears is even, and the silver hair hanging from the shoulders is entangled regardless of you and me.

Gin stared at him for a while, then turned his head silently, and continued to sort out the information on the file.

The Porsche pulls up in front of an apartment building.

However, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl lost most of her research results. She was ready to meet the wrath of this Top Killer, but when she opened the door, she saw such a strange and harmonious scene.

Shirley stood outside the car door, so shocked that she didn't know whether she should get in the car or not.

"……what happened?"

Was taken away?When she first returned to China, she saw her gin and said impatiently that she was troublesome.

It makes sense, although this antique car is not common, but what if it is disguised.

Shirley, who came to the conclusion, suddenly became vigilant, and subconsciously grasped the gun that Ley had given her earlier.

Gin Jiu noticed her movement, and parted the corners of his lips disdainfully: "Why, do you want me to invite you?"

boom.

Shirley closed the car door.

Well, it's not a win.

This guy is just a double standard.