On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

In the world of assassins, there are always some people who have nothing to do and like to make rankings. It is said that some insiders even specially invited the ranking master of a well-known Mafia family in Italy to adjust and record for this purpose. The accuracy of the data.

Over time, this list was compiled based on comprehensive data such as performance, success rate, skills, and strength. Up to now, the top killers who are still famous in the black market are all on the list.This is a resounding gold-lettered signboard, and it is also a passport for walking.

Ordinary killers squeeze their heads and want to jump up the rankings, but Shuangye can easily get it without much effort.

During the few years of focusing on the assassination industry, she was very talented and had a very smooth life. The commissions she received never failed, especially in a mission where hundreds of people were razed overnight without any injuries. The underground organization's reputation has reached an appalling level.

Although in recent years he has gradually restrained himself because he no longer takes any big orders, but in the minds of others, Killer I is still a low-key and mysterious existence.

However, if it takes a little longer to ferment, others may know from certain channels that I am no longer just a killer, but also a Mafia news.

The black organization of Port Mafia is a large-scale operation machine, with a considerable number of colleagues in their respective departments performing their duties.After officially entering the job, Mori Ogai personally incorporated her into his direct subordinate unit, and only had to obey the orders he directly delegated. On weekdays, her main task was only one, and that was...to go shopping with the boss.

It was the first time for Shuangye to see a man with such excellent mobility that he didn't even blush or breathe when he visited fifteen dress shops.

At that time, the sky in autumn looked bleak, and there were only a few thin white clouds floating in the distant blue sky. The clear weather and the temperature dropped just right.But even with the best weather, running around a dress shop all afternoon can be tiring.

Throwing all the paper bags in her hand to Mori Ogai, Alice immediately expressed dissatisfaction that she was going on strike.

"I'm so tired. I've already visited [-] clothing stores with you. I'm quitting!"

Regardless of her protesting eyes, Mori Ogai squatted down and persuaded her beside her in a flattering and coquettish way: "Let's go to one more shop, and let's go to the last one, okay? Please, little Alice, just Let me take another look at how you look in your new dress~"

Alice was immediately so disgusted by his tone that she couldn't help showing disgusted eyes like looking at the garbage on the side of the road.

Sen didn't care at all when he saw this, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

When he was out, he dressed more casually. He only wore a simple dark gray shirt with white trousers, and a slightly old medical white coat over it. The image of the good-for-nothing uncle is vividly interpreted.

Anyone who met at this time would probably never have imagined that he would be the current leader of Hong Kong black.But there are exceptions to everything, unless it is an assassin who got the news from the beginning and has ulterior motives.

Shuang Ye was following the two with her pockets in her pockets at this time, watching them quarreling in front of her eyes with a bored expression, while they were standing in the middle of the road and struggling to decide where to go next, she averted her eyes somewhat disinterestedly, and went to She looked at the window of the dress shop next door, but it was just this short glance that made her unable to take her eyes away.

Of course, what she looked at was not the dress displayed in the window, but the reflection on the glass—the reflection from the room of a high-rise building about one kilometer to the northwest.

Only killers know how to figure out the psychology of killers.

This is the reflection of the sniper scope.

The moment she realized the flashing red light, Shuangye opened her lips very quickly and shouted forward: "Mr. Mori——"

At the same time, before she had time to think about it, she reached forward and grabbed Mori Ogai's back collar, and forcefully brought the man into her arms.The sniper bullet that grazed his abdomen hit the window next door the next moment, leaving a bullet hole with a diameter of 7.62mm. In an instant, the two-meter-high glass was covered with cobweb-like cracks until it lost its bearing. Gravity and rustled down a rain of glass.

"Ah—" Passers-by immediately screamed and hugged their heads because of this change, and fled away from the place where the accident happened.

The man who had just become her own boss was pulled down by Shuangye in her arms. At a distance close to each other, the cold, bitter, and decadent tobacco smell on his body immediately invaded her nerves, but it made Shuangye feel even worse. What is concerned is that the weight of the other party's body seems to be much lighter than imagined. Subconsciously, he gave it a hand, only feeling that his figure is thinner than ordinary people.

Adhering to the reason that it is not easy for minors to breathe too much second-hand smoke, Shuangye quickly pushed Mori Owai back to the original place with restraint.

At this time, Alice also approached him with her hands behind her back, and asked innocently, "Rintaro, are you dead?"

"Not yet, sorry~"

Mori Ogai, who was lucky enough to escape the fate of having his kidney pierced by a sniper, seemed to be still a little terrified. He stood on the street and scratched his head in a daze. After a moment, he seemed to remember something, and took out his mobile phone to call his subordinates.

"Let me see...it's near Kitamura Department Store." Mori Ogai roughly surveyed the location, then gave an order to the phone, and a metal-like murderous aura gradually spread from his false smile, " Take two teams to outflank the alleyway on the Motomachi side, even if it's a small bug, don't let me go."

It wasn't until after he hung up the phone that he turned around and looked at Shuangye, and in an instant he transformed from a gangster leader to a decadent doctor.If Shuangye hadn't witnessed the side of him ruthlessly giving the order to kill just now, she would have thought that the person in front of her was just an ordinary middle-aged man.

"You did a good job just now, Ogiwara-kun." Mori Ogai's voice was always low, and because he was standing against the wind, many of the black hairs on the back of his head were blown to the front of his forehead, a little soft and a little The messy and sharp texture slightly hugs the mature face that has been precipitated by the wind and frost of the years.

Shuang Ye was still immersed in the feeling of the hand just now, and when she heard the words, she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and asked unexpectedly: "Well, does it mean that I accidentally touched your waist just now?"

Mori Ogai: "..."

The expression on his face seemed to be stiff for a moment, and the smile almost couldn't hold on, as if he didn't expect that the character of the other party was different from what he expected, and he fell into a trance.But in the end, he still managed to maintain his adult demeanor, pretending to be calm and correcting:

"...It refers to the incident where you pulled me away."

Shuangye let out an 'oh' indifferently, and Sen couldn't help but become more subtle again when he saw this.

I always feel that I have to re-evaluate the personality of the newly recruited subordinates.

Mori Ogai couldn't help but think so.

After a while, he cheered up again, raised a very happy smile, pointed at the sea of ​​stars in front of him and said, "Then let's go on to the next one~"

"Huh? Are you still going shopping?" Alice puffed up her bun face and stared at him dissatisfied, as if she was about to punch Sen in the face in a minute.However, in the end, she still couldn't resist the frenzy of this terrible adult playing dress-up py for her, so she agreed with half hesitation.

Walking halfway, she suddenly had an idea, and looked at Shuangye with curiosity and hope, "Then... can I hold Shuangye's hand and go shopping?"

Alice is obviously very interested in the Frost Leaf that once crushed her needle toy. At this moment, those blue eyes that shone with anticipation seem to be clearer and brighter than the sky. Facing the request of such a super cute girl, Frost Of course Ye... refused.

"No." She flatly rejected Alice's proposal indifferently, her expression that perfectly explained what frigidity looked like was simply the best in the calm world.

Then she cruelly made Alice cry.

"Wow!!!"

Frost Leaf: "..."

Why do girls always cry when they say it?

Even Mori Ogai cast a condemning look at her at this time, "You will definitely go to hell for making such a cute little girl cry", and then he knelt down and introduced himself with great enthusiasm: "It's okay little Alice, I I can hold your hand as you like! Do you want the left hand or the right hand? Both hands are fine~"

"Rintaro, stay away from me!"

Mori Ogai was hit hard.

After the sniping incident just now was appeased by the patrolling police who arrived in a hurry, the riots in this block gradually subsided, and the pedestrians gradually returned to the original walking track.

Alice was still squatting on the ground and crying loudly, the back of her white hands kept wiping away the tears that fell like broken pearls, it seemed that she couldn't stop crying because of a huge psychological shadow, even the gorgeous skirt that she usually cherished The dust on the ground was not noticed.

Seeing the stalemate, Shuang Ye, who made the girl cry, also had a headache.

She really doesn't like to get close to others, but at this moment, she really has nothing to do with the crying girl, and the boss next to her is looking at her with pressure, as if she wants to deduct her salary.

It is unbearable to deduct wages.

"do not Cry."

Shuangye had no choice but to squat halfway in front of her and wait quietly for a while. Seeing Alice raised her head, she calmed down and said something softly:

"Your tears will wet my heart."

Alice couldn't help but quietly opened her eyes wide, and managed to stop her sobbing, only hiccupping uncontrollably from time to time, and the immature face exposed from the gap between her palms looked dazed.

Seeing that the girl's face showed signs of clearing after the rain, Shuang Ye resumed her usual expression and stood up again, retracting her powers to 1 mm from her body surface, and made a compromise with a flat expression: "One finger. "

"Yeah—" Alice laughed through her tears, jumped up and grabbed the little finger she extended.

Mori Ogai, who saw this scene from the beginning to the end, suddenly felt that he was so redundant...

The rest of the journey was safe and sound, carrying several bags of brand new dresses back to the headquarters in Hong Kong, Mori Ogai told her that today's 'work' could be over.By now, it must be possible to guess that the task she received was not as simple as accompanying her on a shopping trip, but a secret job such as 'protecting the safety of the leader in various assassinations'.

But for Shuangye, it is indeed quite relaxed and free. Of course, she would be more satisfied if she could change her monthly salary to daily salary during this period.

Walking out of the chief's office, when she was about to clock in and leave work, someone behind Shuangye stopped her.

"Miss Ogiwara."

It wasn't until hearing this voice that the treasure box sealed deep in her memory was restarted, and the last piece of the puzzle was finally filled with the regret that was always lingering inside.

It turned out that the familiar voice that made her fall in love with him belonged to him.

Shuangye stopped in her tracks and looked back at the bandaged black-haired boy behind her.

"What's wrong."

Dazai is the leader's direct subordinate, that is to say, she is in the same faction department as her - the leader is directly under the guerrilla's colleagues, and they belong to a relationship where they can see each other every day. It was a surprise.

"I haven't formally congratulated you on joining Hong Kong Hei." Dazai approached her slowly, tilted his head and asked, "Would you like to have dinner together?"

"No." Shuang Ye refused without even thinking about it. She is poor now, but she doesn't have so much spare money to go out for a big meal.

However, just as she was about to turn her head and leave without hesitating, Dazai behind him seemed to have grasped her mind tightly, and a clear voice sounded unhurriedly: "I treat you."

Shuangye's footsteps stopped.

Then she took a few steps back and returned to the original point, deciding to tell him a little about being a human being.

"Don't think that you can buy me if you have money." Shuang Ye said to him with a righteous face: "Gourmet food is also fine."

The young man's iris-colored eyes couldn't help being stained with a bright smile immediately, like a dry crossbar in the forest reunited with new life, the sun fell into the decayed hollow, filled with a breath-taking broken spots.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "In exchange, can you tell me your real name?"

But Shuangye didn't quite understand the meaning of his move, "You just need to read my information, don't you know it?"

"But I want to hear what you say with my own ears." Dazai said, taking a few steps closer to her.

Is this a special ceremony for him...

What a pointless request.

Shimoba looked at Dazai who was only a few steps away, her gaze seemed to be trying to penetrate his brain, but she inadvertently met his gaze, connecting each other in a straight line and intertwining in the air.

The residual red of the setting sun penetrating into the corridor divided their outlines. In the unique atmosphere where only two people existed, the timeline seemed to become extremely blurred. into the sunset sea.

"Shimoba." She walked up to him step by step, and said softly, "My name is Ogihara Shiroba."

It's a name that fits her temperament very well.

The frosty leaves on Hagihara are neither like the heat of summer, nor the silence of winter, nor the warmth of spring, but the lukewarm, cold and merciless late autumn.

"Shuangye...?" Dazai kept savoring her real name with his lips and tongue, his eyes gradually bent into a satisfied shape, he smiled casually, and the poetic emotion that blurted out dissipated in the air, as if The thin thread that can directly touch the depths of the soul——

"This is the most beautiful name I've ever heard in my life."

The author has something to say: When I wrote this chapter, I looked at me kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. make me forget about all the men (x)

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By the way, little angels, I don’t know if the next chapter will be published on time tomorrow (scratching head) These days the editorial conference of the author conference is very busy, I need to confirm something with her, if it goes well tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will come to discuss something with you! (rubbing hands)