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There is a kind of old enemy, no matter how the status is changed, the whole body will tremble at the first glance, the nerves will be tense, and an excited and happy smile will appear.

When Onitsuka Hanae came out of the elevator, she saw a rush of dodging like birds and beasts, and a black sharp knife coming towards her.

"Flower branch!" Atsushi Nakajima turned into a white tiger, pounced on it, and bit off the sharp knife that was close at hand.

Mr. Nakajima has become stronger again.Huazhi stood behind him and thought happily.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was praised, also heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. Zhongyuan taught him mercilessly these days that if he hurt Huazhi, he would definitely kill this provocative eyebrowless bastard!

Atsushi Nakajima stood in front of her while pushing her with his tail, beckoning her to run quickly.

Onitsuka Hanae:? ? ?

She looked around in a daze, then looked at the single-handed, black-and-white sick young boy, and said puzzledly, "Aren't we the port mafia?"

So why everyone's first reaction is to run?

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

other people:……

With these words, the surroundings became quiet, and even the fierce young man opposite seemed to have stagnated.

Onizuka Hanae secretly looked at him, the black windbreaker, the messy and sparse eyebrows, although very good-looking, but the expression is really ferocious.

It looked really fierce.

At this moment, a bell rang.The boy who came to provoke trouble turned on the phone and said a few words, then hung up.

In the next second, I saw the black windbreaker turned into a sharp blade again, flying across the sky, before everyone could react, it suddenly wrapped around Huazhi's waist, and slapped Huazhi in front of everyone. The flower branch has been kidnapped!

Atsushi Nakajima: Fuck!

He just wanted to chase after him, but Momiji's Shirayasha, who was faster than him, blocked his movement.

"Sister Hongye?!" Atsushi Nakajima saw Huazhi being taken away by a bastard on his shoulder, turned his head and asked, "Why are you stopping me!"

Hongye shook her head slightly, and waved helplessly the paper between her fingers.

"The leader has an order, we will go pick the flower branches and come back tomorrow."

Since it was Mr. Dazai's order, even if Atsushi Nakajima had doubts, he had no choice but to nod and obey.

"Okay, let's do whatever we have to do." Hongye looked around, and when she turned to leave, she couldn't help but frowned.

Sending Chuya to Italy, indulged Fukuzawa Yukichi's people to provoke at the door, and then sent Huazhi to the Armed Detective Agency. What is this leader...what is he going to do?

Osamu Dazai, she couldn't figure out the man's intentions, but she always felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Returning to the seat and sitting down, Hongye rubbed her temples, sighed, and saw the screen of the mobile phone on the table light up.

"Hongye, sister." A familiar voice came from the phone, and a small head that was holding the side of the phone poked out halfway, and whispered: "I am with Mr. Akutagawa, sister Hongye, don't worry. I, I Will be back soon."

The last sentence was so light that it seemed to be floating in the air, which didn't suit her timid temperament, but it made Hongye feel very happy.

The gorgeous woman in a kimono had a beautiful smile on her face. If the little girl was in front of her at this time, she would want to hold her in her arms and rua hard!Even the leader doesn't give it to you!

"Don't worry, Huazhi." Yasha Hongye, one of the five feared cadres in Hong Kong and black, seriously assured her little princess: "Go out and have fun, and I will pick you up in person tomorrow."

Onizuka Hanae was relieved, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was startled by her sudden disappearance, staring at the little ghost who came out of his mobile phone... That's right, it was Drill.

If it wasn't for his good eyesight and the remaining sanity that allowed him to see the face of this female ghost clearly, he felt that the Rashomon on his body had pierced her neck without hesitation!

"Ah, hug, I'm sorry." Onitsuka Hanae was taken aback by his pale face, quickly eliminated the ability, lowered her head and whispered: "I, did I scare you?"

"Huh?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke gritted his teeth, recalling the order from the president on the phone, he held back the imminent supernatural power, turned his head and said: "I'm not scared! It's just in someone else's phone Drilling around is very disrespectful!"

But, but, it's rude to put someone on your shoulders without saying a word.

Onitsuka Hanae was wronged, but she dared not say it, and apologized again cautiously, and then walked slowly behind him.

Why does it feel like he is bullying others!

Akutagawa Ryunosuke felt very unpleasant as he walked, and couldn't help but find something to say: "Why did you come back after you ran away?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.It's okay, what's the point of talking to a hostage? !

"Because Mr. Dazai asked me to come to the detective agency as a guest." She said obediently.

Hearing the name, Ryunosuke Akutagawa immediately stopped in his tracks. He didn't know why he cared so much about a port mafia leader whom he had only met a few times, but the words that followed had already blurted out.

"Mr. Dazai, did you mention your subordinates?!"

Onitsuka Hanae thought about it very seriously. In view of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke saw that her lips were a little dry, and even went to the roadside stall to buy two cups of milk tea and put them in her hands.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke guessed that he had never been so gentle to a girl in his life. Just when he didn't care on the surface, but actually pricked up his ears, he saw the girl nodded.

"Yes, yes. Dazai-san still mentioned it today."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke:! ! !

"There's one downstairs right now~ well, but I don't like disobedient wild dogs. That's what Mr. Dazai said." She repeated it very honestly.

Do not!happiness!joyous!

No!listen!talk!

The two words hit Akutagawa Ryunosuke's head fiercely, his blood surged, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No, nothing else?"

"Not anymore."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke snatched a cup of milk tea from her expressionlessly, and didn't say another word along the way.

When they arrived at the detective agency, the members who were ready really welcomed such a soft and cute little girl, and were shocked for the hundredth time in their hearts about what it means to "grow good bamboo shoots out of bad bamboo" and "grow out of mud without staining".

At this time, I saw the girl next to Sakunosuke Oda who was sitting beside me after obediently greeting everyone, and asked in a low voice, "Are you writing a novel?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded gently, but also a little curious: "I just started writing, how does Ms. Onitsuka know?"

Because, she saw it on Mr. Dazai's bedside table, a collection of novels signed by Oda Sakunosuke.

Onitsuka Hanae thought for a while, but instead of answering him directly, she said, "Mr. Dazai will definitely like to make friends with you."

Oda Sakunosuke was quite surprised, and then said clearly: "Really? So that gentleman has also read my novels. If there is a chance in the future, I hope to chat with him."

Upon hearing this sentence, Onitsuka Hanae nodded happily, and another cup of milk tea in her hand was snatched away.

I saw Ryunosuke Akutagawa holding the cup of milk tea, and said expressionlessly: "I don't have any more tasks, so I'll go first."

Onitsuka Huazhi tilted her head in a daze, and then she heard Mr. Ranpo, who was eating dim sum, chuckled twice, then turned his head and asked her, "Does Huazhi know where he is going?"

Huazhi shook her head, and saw that almost the entire detective agency showed a clear expression, and said in unison: "Akutagawa, from this moment on, I have a dream of being a writer."

Huazhi:? ? ?

It was night, Oda Sakunosuke checked the documents and materials, and smiled apologetically at the drowsy Hanae who had been waiting.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Onitsuka Hanae hurriedly shook her head, holding a novel in her hand, said embarrassedly: "Your novel is great, I, I didn't read it."

Sakunosuke Oda laughed while locking the door: "Can a novel that makes people unreadable be considered great?"

Onizuka Hanae, who couldn't resist the drowsiness, lowered her head in shame.

Oda Sakunosuke wasn't angry at first, but she looked like a few little devils in the family with her head down and admitted her mistake. She couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the top of her hair.

It feels really soft.

"It's not your fault." While walking on the outside of the girl, he turned his head and smiled at her gently: "I will write a novel that will keep you from getting sleepy, and when the time comes, please Hua Zhi to be the first one." How's the audience?"

"Also, Mr. Dazai!" Onitsuka Hanae nodded happily.

"Yes, yes. There is also Mr. Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke agreed with a funny nod, then paused, "Wait here for me."

Onitsuka Hanae nodded obediently, suddenly, a cup of warm milk tea was stuffed in her hand, she raised her head, and the man with a little blue stubble on his chin smiled, "You don't wear too much, warm your hands .”