[Comprehensive] I thought you were going to attack me

[In 1986, serial killings occurred in the UK.

There were five victims, men, women and children.

Leaving a specific message in the blood of the victim,

The killer of this murder took the victim's heart,

Such a brutal and bloody method,

Get pleasure out of it.

It is said that he often shows off to the people around him,

'I am Jack the Ripper reincarnated'.

His real name was Jack Darrell and he was 25 years old.

……

In 2031, with the bloody message,

The devil appears again

——Jake, wake up——

——Movie "Tragic Marker"]

The weather in Yokohama in September is pleasant, even on sunny days, there is a sea breeze blowing through the streets. Within a radius of [-] square meters of LME Film Arts Company, there are usually no shortage of fanatical fans trying to meet celebrities, and today the number of fans has increased several times.

The young man stood in front of a huge poster outside a street, looked at the movie title "Tragic Marker" with blood on a black background, reached out and pressed his hat.

There are less than 10 minutes left before the film's press conference.

This film, directed by the well-known domestic director Konoe, starring Miyuki, Amamura and other first-line actors, has been predicted by many film critics as "a phenomenal work in the next year" even though it has not yet started shooting.

Speaking of the world's expectations for it, it's like today's press conference before the launch, but it's as lively as a fan meeting.

"Tsk."

Although he had already made preparations before coming, the young man still uttered an unintelligible tongue sound when he saw the pedestrians on the street that could squeeze ants to death.

Even as a cadre of the port mafia, he didn't want to be a sardine in a crowd.What's more, under the premise of not using abilities...someone doesn't have any advantage in this regard.

So he decided to wait a little longer.

Crowds come and go, old ones go and new ones come, and the total number never decreases.A certain little man who was submerged by the human wall looked at the blackness above him, and rarely felt a certain kind of suffocation.

To be honest, he would rather face thousands of enemies with guns aimed at him, and then use gravity to crush them all to death in the cracks of the ground, than suffocate to death in such chronic torture.

"Ah, um..."

Just when he was about to give up on finding a way in a normal way, he suddenly heard a voice that seemed to be in pain not far from him.

Most importantly, that voice sounded obviously older.

"..."

The next second, the crowd was forcibly divided into a small space by an unknown force, and someone accidentally stepped on the foot of the person in front.The man who was stepped on turned around and was about to curse, but saw the old man who was squeezed so close to his back.

It was a white-haired old lady who looked not young and had a painful expression.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, where did you get hit?"

Although he didn't know what happened, the expression on the old man's face was not fake.The old man shook his head with some discomfort, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard another voice from the side:

"Where are you going? I'll help you out."

The speaker was a young man wearing an exaggerated hat and curly orange hair that grew past his neck.He looked no more than 20 years old, not tall for his peers, with a dark coat over a white shirt and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

He seems to be a clean and neat young man, although he is not very polite.

"Ah, thank you." Finally the old lady said, "I thought I would be knocked out, and that would be troublesome."

"Let me help too!" said the man who almost hit the old man before.And volunteered to yell in the crowd, beckoning others to make room.

Behind him, the young man in the hat held the old lady's arm and protected her from walking outside.

When he really touched the opponent's arm and quietly adjusted the subtle gravity around him to create a gap, the man in the hat, Zhong Yuanzhong, felt that the person beside him was not an old lady.

For a moment, he thought of a bandage waste device that had been defected from a certain organization for more than half a year, and he could not even find a root hair so far—and a certain person's dark history.

But he didn't do much.

As a qualified mafia, Zhong Yuanzhong is also the kind of person who, after being touched nine times, sees the old man fall to the ground for the tenth time, and still struggles to check it out.

If I had to find a word to describe him, it would be a good guy.

The "old lady" next to her has obviously gone through cross-dressing, but Zhongye is still sure that she is indeed a woman, even a young woman.

He first ruled out the idea of ​​bumping into his peers or even his enemies, because the other party didn't have the slightest murderous intent, nor did he have the familiar... aura belonging to "that world".

Then most likely, it should be the staff of this press conference.

Given the need for cross-dressing and disguise, it's likely even someone of some renown.

But it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know the group of people inside—basically.The reason why he didn't leave it alone after confirming the anomaly was that on the one hand, the other party was just an innocent ordinary person, and on the other hand...

He really doesn't want to stay in the crowd ==.

So on the surface, an old man and a young man helped each other out of the crowd, and then stopped at the corner of the nearest turning street.After the man who opened the way saw them, he was obviously relieved, walked over and bowed:

"Old man, if you're okay, I'll leave first."

He seemed to be in a hurry, turned around and left after speaking, without even waiting for a reply, and quickly disappeared around the corner at the other end.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the back of the other party, and for a moment, he suddenly felt a sense of... strange disobedience.

Before his thoughts continued to diverge, he heard a much younger female voice from beside him:

"Huh. Thank you so much just now."

Zhong also froze, feeling that the voice sounded familiar.

The woman pretending to be an old lady straightened her body and recovered her real voice.She had no intention of continuing to pretend at all, took off her white wig, tore off two pieces of something unknown on her face, and then took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

Then he took off the old-fashioned coat, wrapped it around his arm, turned his head... and looked down at him.

"..."

At that moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes.

Although it was covered by sunglasses, with his eyesight, it was impossible not to distinguish a person's appearance.

What's more, the woman in front of me is the type who will definitely cause commotion if she is recognized on the street.

"I would like to take the liberty to ask, sir, how did you find out that there is something wrong with my dress?"

She said that she didn't mind a complete stranger in front of her, and she didn't explain her inexplicable question.

The woman looked to be in her 20s, with long black hair hanging over her shoulders and slightly curled at the end.Her eyes are big, the irises are a light brown color near green, and the red lips are plump, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes exude a wordless style.

Miyuki, Miyuki, Seragaki Miyuki.

As the well-deserved first-line of the new generation of domestic film and television industry, Miyuki's influence in the film and television industry, especially the film industry, is beyond doubt.Since winning the Golden Goo Award, she has been awarded the title of "Japan's Most Popular Female Artist" for many years.

At the same time, she is also Nakahara Chuya, the gravity force of Hong Kong and black - the favorite actress.

To put it more clearly, he is a loyal fan of the work.

The author has something to say: I didn’t let Chuya wear a black suit. After all, I was doing the task of arresting people secretly. Although they don’t change clothes for four seasons in the anime, let’s pursue logic here XD

So with regard to the relationship between idols and fans, I have already imagined the conversation between Dazai and Zhongye who met in the basement many years later [sympathy.jpg]

PS:

Chuya helping the old lady cross the road is the content of Wenye Wangli. The actual background is the period of Buteizai, and the time here is ahead of schedule.

If there is no unexpected situation, I plan to join v the day after tomorrow, and I hope to continue to love each other in the following articles~