Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

"Very sweet, thank you for the hospitality."

"..."

Now, Nakahara Chuya's face became even more exciting, as if he wanted to beat He Quanlian but didn't want to see him.

He Quanlian was about to continue to say something, but suddenly there were clear footsteps not far away, presumably the patrolling guards passed by here by chance.

He Quanlian was only covered with an invisibility cloth, and it wasn't completely absent. If you observe carefully, you can still find clues. Therefore, he quickly gave up the idea of ​​​​talking, and put his hand on Nakahara Chuya's lips, holding his breath and concentrating on it, quiet Waiting for the patrol to leave.

Maybe it was because the blow was too severe, but Zhongyuan Zhongye really didn't resist, and obediently let him cover his mouth.

Seeing such a cute Chuya, He Quanlian couldn't help but twitched the corners of her lips, slowly closing the distance between her and the other's lips as if provocatively.

Like an orange cat with fried hair, Zhong Yuanzhong also became visibly panicked by the naked eye, struggling with his hands, and unintentionally mobilized his strength to push He Quanlian's back.

With this push, Zhong Yuan realized in a trance that the glove seemed to be wet, as if it had seeped water, while He Quanlian tensed up and stopped moving.

All of a sudden, the sound of footsteps coming from his ears became heavier and louder, almost echoing clearly in the silent night sky. Accompanied by the strong pounding of his heartbeat, Zhong Yuanzhong subconsciously did not dare to take any action.

After all, if his subordinates find him flirting with the enemy in a small corner... then he will lose all face as a cadre, okay?

He thought that Moon Shadow Mask, who likes to make trouble, would not let go of this embarrassing situation, and teased him secretly.

However, when he raised his head, he met the hair that seemed to be drenched with sweat. Beads of sweat continuously overflowed from his full forehead and slid down his cheeks.

... Even if it is hot, the amount of sweat does not seem normal.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned secretly, his eyes fell on the face of Moon Shadow Mask carefully, thinking about what happened to the other party.

And in the next second, those silver eyes were slightly bent towards him, and the corners of his lips curved gracefully, and Zhong Yuanzhong's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

The cloth wrapped around the sides was suddenly lifted, exposing the two figures in the air, and the beautiful faint light spot also disappeared at this moment.

Nakahara also seems to feel that he has come to two worlds, one is the sweet and dreamy scene woven by the man Moon Shadow Mask, and the other is the cruel and indifferent reality called reality.

And now, as he was shoved backward by a hand and landed beside a group of Mafia underlings, this cold reality was taking his heart away even more.

Moon Shadow Mask stood facing the moonlight, his slightly narrowed eyes exuded some warmth.

His cloak fluttered with the wind, and his slender figure was pulled extremely tall by the moonlight.

Accompanied by a crisp finger snap.

Under the moonlight, the figure had already disappeared.

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously wanted to follow his footsteps, but the weakness of his limbs made him rely on his subordinates, facing the empty grassland, he slapped his tongue angrily.

"...Mr. Nakahara! Are you injured?!"

The subordinate next to him suddenly screamed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him in surprise, and casually glanced at himself: "I didn't suffer..."

All of a sudden, his eyes stopped on a dark red spot on the glove, and his pupils constricted for a moment.

It's not too much to think about the tactile sensation like being immersed in water.

This is a new wound that is still bleeding out.

It belongs to the wound on the lower back of the Moon Shadow Mask.

Suddenly, the moment when the man wearing the butterfly mask hugged him tightly but he let out a muffled groan suddenly appeared in his mind.

……

On the other side, He Quanlian, who had difficulty evading the pursuit of Hong Kong gangsters, was almost unable to hold on.

The cloth on the back of his waist was pierced by bullets, and an obvious blood hole appeared. If the bullets weren't blocking it, he would probably bleed profusely immediately.

But even now, he could feel that the cloth sticking to his skin was gradually getting wet, which was a completely different viscous feeling from water, and the loss of blood made his physical strength gradually exhausted, and his face became more and more ugly.

It is a blessing to be able to take the opportunity to escape from the gangsters in Hong Kong. If you sneak back to the dormitory at this time, it will be impossible.

There was no way, He Quanlian could only run in one direction in a panic. He urgently needed a doctor to help him take out the bullet. Once the bullet was taken out, he could use his ability to plug the wound.

However, he was not familiar with Yokohama's location at all, and he didn't know where there was a hidden clinic. Even if he ran around by instinct, he couldn't find the ideal place.

When his vision was almost in a trance, he accidentally landed in front of the window of a small building, and with sharp eyes, he discovered that this room turned out to be an infirmary, and the windows were not closed.

Holding on to a glimmer of possibility, He Quanlian suddenly rolled over and rolled into the infirmary when he was about to faint. Even though he made a heavy sound when he fell heavily, he couldn't care less.

Breathing unsteadily, he searched around the infirmary, stopped in front of the mirror, and tore the corner of his clothes at the waist.

Easily, he saw the bloody wound.

He looked at the extremely embarrassed self in the mirror, and curled his lips helplessly. Who would have thought that he, who was well prepared, would one day stumble because of protecting others.

This was just an unconscious, conditioned reflex action, but unexpectedly, He Quanlian did not regret it in her heart.

Since there is no doctor, He Quanlian can only make enough food and clothing by himself. Although he has no experience in performing surgery on himself, in times of crisis, people must learn to grow.

He was looking for surgical tools in the infirmary. Due to the loss of strength, his fingertips were still trembling slightly, showing a bit of clumsiness.

But his heart showed an unprecedented calmness - the more flustered the moment, the more calm he should be.

However, in this rather quiet night, the door of the infirmary, which was originally closed, was suddenly pushed open unexpectedly, and two figures walked in from it.

He Quanlian's movements suddenly froze in place, she really didn't expect such a coincidence to happen.

Facing his widened eyes, the silhouette of the man walking in the front suddenly raised his finger to point at him, and said triumphantly, "Look, Lord Ranbu's feeling is right, there really is an intruder coming." Already!"

Through the faint moonlight outside the window, He Quanlian could see the brown cloak behind him and the quite suitable beret on his head.

The man looked like he was in his 20s, but his facial expression and even his tone of voice were slightly childish. After saying this, he pinched his waist with his hands, raised his chest and raised his head, looking like he wanted to be praised.

"Mr. Ranpo's sense has always been accurate."

Standing behind him was a woman with short hair. Although her face was so beautiful, murderous intent and excitement burst out from her deep purple pupils.

As she moved forward, the butterfly hairpin above her head was shaking slightly, as if flapping its wings.

"Then, this unknown intruder." She lowered her voice, rolled up one sleeve aggressively, and drew a strange smile on the corner of her lips, "Are you ready to accept my baptism of death?"

"..."

Under her terrifying expression, He Quanlian shivered suddenly.

As the distance between the two gradually narrowed, he suddenly saw the familiar red text above their heads.

What a coincidence, these two people turned out to be the target again!

But even in the face of the target person, He Quanlian can't do anything now.

When his intuition told him this kind of weakness, he couldn't be clever enough to turn over the two people in front of him. If he wanted to get out of here intact, he had to either express his harmlessness, or run away immediately.

It's just that as soon as the latter idea came to mind, the man named Edogawa Ranpo lazily reminded him: "By the way, he wants to escape through the window now, stop him."

This kind of behavior that seemed to be able to see his actions in advance made He Quanlian even more surprised, and now the only window has been blocked, and the man in front of him is this man who does not know how strong he is, and there is no second way for him to choose.

In the midst of the crisis, He Quanlian quickly raised her arms and made a harmless gesture of surrender: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, sir, ma'am."

While carefully observing the movements of the two before and after, he explained in a gentle voice: "It's just that for some reason, I needed to heal my wound, so I broke in without permission. I didn't have any thoughts of attacking. Please rest assured."

Hearing his quiet gurgling voice like a stream, the two guarded people seemed to have really relaxed their nerves, while the woman named Yosano Akiko looked at Izumi Ren suspiciously, and suddenly turned her head to Edo Chuan Luanbu asked for instructions.

"Mr. Ranpo, what do you think?"

"Hmph, don't worry." The entrusted Edogawa straightened his back in a flurry of steps, and suddenly took out a pair of glasses from his chest, put them on the bridge of his nose and pushed them, "At this time, my name is Detective Jiang." Togawa is running around, see the truth!"

Under Hequanlian's vigilant gaze, Edogawa strode towards him with careless steps. Through the transparent lenses, he slightly opened his emerald green eyes like lakes, filled with The tiny starlight was almost reflected in He Quanlian's eyes.

Compared with the slightly naive and childish face just now, the corners of Edogawa Ranpo's eyes narrowed sharply at this moment, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, his eyes shot straight into He Quanlian's eyes, causing He Quanlian to swell slightly. I shivered.

For some reason, he felt that these eyes seemed to be able to see through the essence of his soul, and all the disguises were stripped off from these eyes.

"Yeah, that's how it is...so that's how it is." Edogawa Ranpo stared at him with piercing eyes, and nodded with one hand on his chin, muttering to himself .

After only a few seconds, he put back his glasses and stood up straight, showing a big smile to He Quanlian: "Your experience is really interesting, and so is your ability. I didn't expect to have such a powerful ability."

"Ability?!" Hearing this, Yosano Akiko, who was in charge of the guard, couldn't sit still, and the murderous intent spread from his body, "Is this a supernatural person?!"

"No, it's a completely different system from abilities."

Edogawa waved his hands carelessly, but he didn't know that this simple sentence set off a storm in Izumi Ren's heart.

Who is this man? !To be able to see through his hidden secrets at a glance!

"In short, it doesn't matter, his goal is not our members." Edogawa Ranpo still explained to Yosano Akiko with a relaxed face, "And now he is seriously injured and is about to faint, there is no way he is our opponent. "

Yosano Akiko, who was a doctor, naturally discovered this matter at the first time.

Whether it was the faint smell of blood in the air, or the unnatural movements of the man wearing a butterfly mask, it all showed the fact that his waist was seriously injured.

At first, she thought that the man in the mask would attack people indiscriminately, but since Mr. Ranpo thought so, the danger level of the man immediately approached zero infinitely.

Never doubting Edogawa Ranpo's terrifying ability, Yosano Akiko firmly believed in it, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what should we do now, Mr. Ranpo, drive him out?"

"Of course not." Edogawa Ranpo clapped his palms resolutely: "Let's cure him first."

As soon as these words came out, not only Yosano Akiko, but even He Quanlian who was waiting for the verdict was stunned.

They moved their gazes to Edogawa Ranpo's face with a dull expression, with question marks written all over their heads.

In their shocked eyes, the man wearing the beret raised the brim of his hat, suddenly raised a sly smile, and pointed his finger at He Quanlian's chest righteously.

"I want his body!"

"From today on, he's mine!"

He Quanlian: ...? ? ?

Body, body? !

Izumi Ren was taken aback by Edogawa Ranpo's passionate lines, he thought, if he could see his expression now, he would be very stupid.

But obviously, even Yosano Akiko who was quite familiar with Edogawa Ranpo was also shocked, and the surprise on his face almost overflowed.

But compared to Izumi Ren who couldn't guess what Edogawa Ranpo was thinking at all, she calmed down instantly, her eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of seriousness.

"Mr. Ranpo wants to dissect him?" She chuckled, her expression became more and more dangerous, and she even folded her hands together and squeezed, "I see, this is a very good proposal."

Deciphering? !

This was even more terrifying than the last thought-provoking sentence. Hequanlian took two steps back with a dry smile, and softly comforted him: "Ma'am, I don't think this gentleman meant that."

He turned his head to look at Edogawa Ranpo on one side, carefully scrutinizing the other's expression, "You mean... it should be about my ability?"

"Bingo." Edogawa snapped his fingers neatly and looked at him with great interest, "I'm very interested in your ability, if you want us to let you go, use your body Repay the debt!"

"Although I don't know who you are..." He Quanlian's eyes suddenly became deep, "But you seem to know my ability very well? How did you know it?"

"Avenue? I don't need that kind of thing at all."

Edogawa's arms akimbo triumphantly, reminiscent of the arrogant little dumpling in the kindergarten, even though proud but strange, it will only make people feel cute.

"Because Ranpo-sama is the world's number one detective, such a simple matter can be seen through at a glance!"

He Quanlian looked at him, as if she could see through the mature skin the childish heart that was only six years old.

As I said before, Hequanlian doesn't hate children, and even shows children magic tricks for free. Compared with sinister and cunning adults, he prefers to be in contact with children.

But at this moment, Edogawa Ranpo gave him the feeling of heartfelt peace of mind and comfort.

Although he still has doubts about the famous detective, observation, etc. that Edogawa Ranpo said, but at the moment, it is better to choose to accept trust than suspicious doubts.

What's more, He Quanlian was about to lose his footing. God knows how much perseverance he used to act like a normal person standing still.

The almost piercing pain in his lower back continued to spread, his brain was groggy, and it would not be strange to lose consciousness at any time.

He tried his best to cheer up, and negotiated with Edogawa Ranpo: "Is it enough to use the ability for you?"

"That's right." Edogawa nodded in disorder, as if he had seen through the hesitation in his heart, and added: "It won't be something dangerous, even if I want to do this, the president will not agree of."

So He Quanlian breathed a sigh of relief. His ability is too powerful. If he is really discovered by a black-hearted company, it will definitely set off a bloody storm.

But the man in front of him seemed to be transparent, so what he said must not be false.

"make a deal."

He Quanlian smiled at him: "I want to find a place to bandage the wound, look...?"

His original intention was to leave a space to deal with the injury, but upon hearing this, Yosano Akiko, who was silently listening to their negotiation, suddenly stepped forward and slapped him on the shoulder carelessly.

"You are really lucky, I am the doctor, let me see your injury."

As she said that, she kept exerting force on the fingers holding He Quanlian's shoulder. She looked like a slender woman, but her strength was astonishing.

He Quanlian could almost feel the groaning of the bones, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of her eyes.

And the beautiful woman turned her head just like that, and had a very close contact with him, her magnified face was extremely beautiful, but unfortunately, the smile on the corner of her lips was ferocious.

"If you dare to play any tricks, I will let you taste what it means to be in pain, understand?"

"..."

He Quanlian nodded silently, not daring to think any more.

He found that this woman was like a rose. Although she was very beautiful, she was covered with thorns, which could be pierced if she was not careful.

Seeing that he is so well-behaved, Yosano Akiko nodded in satisfaction, she came behind He Quanlian, stretched out her hand to open the thin blouse, and was slightly surprised when she saw the wound that was still oozing blood.

The man's etiquette was elegant and perfect, and he didn't show any discomfort when he raised his hands and stamped his feet. She thought the wound was not serious, but...

She subconsciously glanced at the face wearing a butterfly mask, and couldn't help feeling a little admiration for this kid.

The pain of the bullet left in the body can almost make a person faint. No matter what the person's personality is, perseverance can give him a high-level look.

As a doctor, Yosano Akiko naturally wants to treat patients wholeheartedly, even if there is no order from Mr. Ranpo, she will never insult medical ethics.

Therefore, she seized the time to quickly take out the surgical tools, and skillfully removed the bullet.

Since there was no time for anesthesia, the pain would naturally not decrease. She could feel the trembling muscles, tense nerves, and subtle muffled sounds of the person below her.

But even so, his endurance is a hundred times stronger than those of men without bones.

Admiring such a person, Yosano Akiko took out a good wound medicine from the deepest part of the medicine cabinet, intending to make an exception and be gentle with this person, but when she turned her head, she met a pair of smiling silver eyes.

He Quanlian was holding a transparent medicine bottle in her hand, and there was a clear water-like liquid in the bottle. The liquid felt surprisingly similar to those clear eyes, and Yosano Akiko looked at the medicine bottle suspiciously, There was a silent inquiry.

"Madam, please, sprinkle this medicine on my wound." The lips under the mask gently curled up, and He Quanlian's expression at this moment was as soft as the moonlight outside.

"What kind of medicine is this?" As a doctor, Akiko Yosano did not allow patients to take strange medicine without authorization.

"It's okay, that's his ability." Sitting on the bed bored, Edogawa Ranpo suddenly said, he put his hands on his cheeks, and shrunk his whole face into a round hamster. Zhang Yihe looked more and more cute.

Mr. Ranpo's words were almost the truth in the world, Yosano Akiko did not refute again, and carefully sprinkled the medicine on Izumi Ren's wound.

In the next second, something miraculous happened.

I saw that the wound washed by the medicine gradually recovered into smooth skin like a miracle.

Whether it was the damaged skin or the red and black blood, they were all disappearing with the naked eye.

It's like Meitu Xiuxiu!

Even the doctor Yosano Akiko has never seen such a miraculous drug, and couldn't help but be surprised, it can be compared with her ability Please Don't Die, and her ability must be in the state of dying It can be healed only after a few drops, but this small bottle of potion is not needed.

In a blink of an eye, the severe pain in He Quanlian's waist had calmed down. He touched the smooth back casually to make sure that there would be no scars, and then exhaled slowly.

Now that the state has recovered, Izumi Ren has become the elegant monster under the moonlight again.

He reached out to hold the palm of Yosano Akiko who was still in shock, and took off the top hat on his head, put it on his chest, and gave a gentle gentleman's salute.

"Thank you for your help, ma'am."

When he raised his head again, the potion in his fingertips suddenly turned up and down, and he pushed it out of Yosano Akiko's hand.

"To express my gratitude, this bottle of potion is given to you." He raised his lips gently, "No matter what kind of wounds can be healed quickly, it's just right for a beautiful lady like you."

Yosano Akiko was slightly taken aback, never expecting him to give such a precious thing to herself, "What is your ability...is it healing?"

She asked involuntarily, this is the most urgent question for a doctor who is also a healing power user.

However, the man wearing a mask tapped his toes quickly, and he landed lightly near the window, pointing at the brim of his hat with one hand, and raised his index finger to his lips with the other.

He smiled mysteriously and gave an ambiguous answer: "You can also think so, if you want to know my ability, why not wait for our next meeting?"

"Unfortunately, I still have important things to do tonight, so I can only look forward to the next meeting."

Those who saw him seemed to be about to leave soon, Yosano Akiko was startled, and immediately reflexively looked at Edogawa Ranpo, "Mr. Ranpo!"

"it's alright."

Edogawa Luanbu's emerald green pupils seemed to see through what happened in the future, sharp and bright, he waved his hand casually, allowing Hequanlian to leave.

"If he doesn't go back now, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for us to see him again, so Mr. Ranpo agreed!"

While talking lazily, he puffed up his cheeks and made a childish staring gesture: "But you must come here to find me after the crisis is resolved, otherwise I will tell your boss about your real identity, I Say it and do it!"

The word "true identity" made He Quanlian's heart beat violently. It is too dangerous for someone in this world to know his identity. Even if the other party might just threaten him, he will not let go of even a 1% possibility of revealing his vest. .

Secretly determined in her heart to find an opportunity to inquire about the news, He Quanlian took a deep look at the fresh and warm target in front of her, then leaped into the dark night and disappeared.

Using the concealment of the butterfly again to deceive all the Hong Kong and black patrol personnel, He Quanlian landed on her small bed, and after confirming that everything around her was normal, she released her ability to transform.

Resting her head on the soft pillow, He Quanlian took a deep breath for the first time.

Too many unpredictable things happened tonight, but fortunately, he came back without any risk.

Although there might be a new round of challenges tomorrow, He Quanlian is sure that she has not missed anything, and can handle it smoothly even in the face of investigations.

The reassuring atmosphere on the big bed constantly enveloped his brain, causing his blood-losing body to become drowsy. He Quanlian was thinking about tomorrow's countermeasures in a daze, and finally fell asleep and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next morning, it was Oda Sakunosuke who shook his shoulders vigorously, which made him open his eyes wearily.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Oda Sakunosuke, who was already dressed, shook his head helplessly: "I really slept soundly."

"Ah...sorry." He Quanlian rubbed her eyes, straightened her body sleepily, and stretched lazily: "Well, I'm a little tired during the day, but I've slept soundly these days."

"Speaking of which, there was an intruder attack last night, did you hear any movement?"

Oda Sakunosuke seemingly casually raised this question.

He Quanlian paused when she rubbed her eyes, the haze in her eyes faded quickly, and a ray of light flashed across her eyes.

But he quickly looked at Oda Sakunosuke with a puzzled face, "Is there such a thing, I didn't hear it at all."

"Well, all the guards have attacked." Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him with a calm gaze, and after a few seconds, he moved away casually: "There is a lot of movement."

"Ahaha, I really didn't notice it at all, I slept soundly." Hequanlian observed his expression tentatively, "Have you got up, Mr. Oda?"

To be honest, when she asked this sentence, He Quanlian felt extremely uneasy, and could hear the beating of her heart in her chest.

His camouflage is really good, as long as he doesn't lift his quilt at close range, no one will notice that the bed is a humanoid doll.

But the person sleeping opposite him was Oda Sakunosuke, a person who seemed natural but was actually very observant. Ren Izumi was not sure if Oda Sakunosuke would get up on purpose to check if there was any problem with his bed.

And Oda Sakunosuke's expression was as calm as the water, without waves, and his voice was faint, as if echoing in the forest: "No, this mission has nothing to do with us."

"..."

Without reading any information from his expression, He Quanlian felt slightly relieved, thinking that he should be thinking too much.

"Look." Oda Sakunosuke suddenly pointed to the chrysanthemums near the window. Although the petals were blooming extremely beautifully, there was a missing figure dotted there.

"The butterfly flew away."

He seemed to be sighing with half regret and half relief.

He Quanlian couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. Oda, it must be looking for its own happiness."

Oda Sakunosuke fixed his eyes on him, and after a while, he suddenly raised his lips, revealing the most gentle smile.

"Well, you're right."

He squinted his eyes, and a subtle light condensed in his blue pupils.

……

When Izumi Ren came to work, what he saw was the scene of Osamu Dazai idling on the sofa.

"Yo, Lian~ good morning." The black-haired boy sank into the sofa chair, turning his body restlessly with the chair back and forth, and was very happy. When he saw He Quanlian, his face was as usual The arc of a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Hequanlian returned a bright smile: "Good morning, Mr. Dazai, I slept well."

"I think so too." Almost as soon as his words fell, Osamu Dazai immediately made an excuse.

He spoke in a very casual tone, but the lines he spat out made the scalp tingle: "There was such a loud noise last night, but you didn't turn over for almost the whole night, and you didn't even show signs of waking up. It seems You really slept soundly last night."

He Quanlian's smile froze, and she got some kind of hint from this sentence containing an incredible amount of information.

And Osamu Dazai seemed not afraid of his purpose being exposed at all, and continued to add casually, "Speaking of which, the butterfly you brought back last night flew away from the window. What color is it, it should look beautiful."

"...White." After a pause for a few seconds, Izumilian said dryly, but soon, he raised his eyebrows and glared at Osamu Dazai in great displeasure, "Are you spying on me?" ?"

"Of course not." Dazai Osamu stopped shaking the chair, he smiled, and with his disguised face, he elegantly raised his lips towards Izumi Ren, "This is a way to prevent the Tsukage Mask from being mixed up among the newcomers." Countermeasures, I just happened to see you in it."

……Ha ha.

He Quanlian twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile.

What he said was really innocent, but in fact, both of them knew that Dazai Osamu was definitely testing him by saying such a series of words!

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai had begun to doubt him constantly.

He Quanlian secretly raised her vigilance, and at the same time felt grateful for the risky avatar theft last night.

As long as there is no evidence that he went out last night, it is impossible for him to be the Tsukage Mask. No matter how powerful Osamu Dazai is, he cannot be slandered without evidence.

"So?" He Quanlian tried hard to maintain her smile, "Did you find anything?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, neither affirming nor otherwise, but instead brought up another topic: "Last night, Tsukikage Mask broke into Mr. Mori's room and stole his precious laptop."

As if recalling the gloomy face of Mori Ogai he saw last night, he couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Mori is very angry."

He Quanlian: "Because the Moon Shadow Mask stole the organization's information?"

Osamu Dazai: "Because Tsukikage not only failed to fulfill his promise to teach him the medicine that cannot use supernatural powers, but also deliberately molested him."

"..."

"He was drugged in vain, and he was molested a lot, but he didn't get any clues. At that time, Mr. Sen's face was really... poof."

He turned his head hastily, and covered his lips with the palm of his hand, so as not to make the smirk too obvious.

Izumi Ren also recalled the scenes of last night from his narration, especially when he was controlled by Mori Ogai, the other party seemed to be capable and experienced, and once the initiative was in his own hands, Mori Ogai and Instantly serious silent face.

A stark contrast formed in his mind.

Seeing the weak and powerless side of such superior people, He Quanlian admired their expressions very much. This is a kind of male desire to conquer, and it has nothing to do with whether they like the object or not.

So anyway, Mori Ogai's expression really pleased him, and Izumi Ren raised the corners of her lips involuntarily, with a very happy expression.

"What are you secretly laughing about?"

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai stood up from the seat unknowingly and walked towards him, deliberately took slow steps, and circled him twice, his kite-colored eyes showed a faint scrutiny.

The smile on He Quanlian's face was restrained, but the warmth in his eyes was very obvious, and he answered without the slightest pause.

"Because you showed a very happy expression, I was also infected by you without knowing it."

Osamu Dazai stopped walking in circles, and suddenly showed a very curious expression, as if he had encountered something that made him novel and addicted.

"Every line of yours is very funny."

He sighed meaningfully, "So I like chatting with you very much."

He Quanlian was keenly aware of the emotion in his tone, and was just about to carefully observe the emotion in his eyes, but Osamu Dazai suddenly resumed his serious posture, and stood in front of him, as if he had finished teasing him. A scumbag who runs away.

"Okay, now is the time to start your work today, Lian."

He Quanlian couldn't help sighing, working with Dazai Osamu is a very hard job, and the experience of this week has completely made him realize it.

He originally thought that Osamu Dazai would ask him to do some chores like pinching his shoulders and beating his legs again today, but Osamu Dazai scanned his clothes inch by inch, from the collar to the leather shoes.

Then, he raised a harmless smile: "Take it off."

"..."

He Quanlian was taken aback, almost feeling that the air conditioner in the room was blowing too loudly and his ears were limped.

"What?" He asked involuntarily.

"Take off your clothes." Osamu Dazai looked at him with a smile, and his voice was deliberately lowered like fine gravel by the side of a stream, round and magnetic, "It's right here."

"........."

Now He Quanlian was really stunned, even if he was as bold as he was, he never expected such a dramatic scene to happen in the boss's office.

He stared at Dazai Osamu with a strange gaze, quickly put his hand into his pocket, and took out his mobile phone: "Sorry, can I check some information?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows with great interest: "What do you want to investigate?"

While typing quickly, He Quanlian said calmly, "Why did my boss invite me to take off my clothes in the office?"

"Pfft." Osamu Dazai burst out laughing at his serious mischief, he took a step forward with a smile and took the mobile phone from Izumi Ren's hand, and directly stretched his finger towards Izumi Ren's tie.

"You don't need to spend that effort, I can tell you with my own actions~"

His slightly cool fingertips inadvertently brushed against He Quanlian's neck, and the itch like the caress of a feather instantly aroused the entire skin.

He Quanlian's movements froze in an instant, the expression on her face was almost unstoppable, and she subconsciously stepped back: "Wait, wait!"

"No wait." Osamu Dazai untied his tie very forcefully.

I don't know if it's a habit