[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Chung was reading a book by Sakunosuke Oda when the infirmary door was knocked rudely.

Interrupted by the knock on the door, she casually put the hairpin as a bookmark among the pages of the book, walked over and opened the door.

The person outside the door was a silver-haired, blue-eyed boy with a beautiful face, but his expression was quite rebellious.

"Hey, do you have any bandages?"

So is tone.

"some."

Cheng nodded, and opened the door to let the other party in. The boy went straight to the medicine box on the low cabinet, and skillfully removed a roll of bandages. She didn't bother him, and just sat down quietly beside him.

The boy was injured on his left hand, which didn't look like a serious burn. He seemed to know how to treat such a wound very well, and he bandaged it quickly and accurately. When he was putting on the last layer of bandage, he accidentally glanced at Cheng, and then He fixed his sight.

He suddenly felt that this face was a little familiar.

"you……"

"You are a transfer student not long ago, Zetian seems to have mentioned it."

It was Cheng who spoke first.

"Is it called... Prison Temple?"

Hayato's attention was quickly diverted.

"Did Judaimu mention me?!" His emotions instantly became heated, "What did Judaimu say?"

Before Cheng could answer, someone pushed the door open again.

"Miss Cheng?" The boy who was mentioned in the conversation just now greeted in a low voice, and then he saw his companion, "Why is Lord Prison here?"

"It's just to deal with a little insignificant injury. Could it be that Judaime is also injured?!"

"No...it's not, I'm just here to return something...Miss Cheng, mom said the dim sum last time was delicious." Tsuna took out the bento box and handed it to Cheng, then turned away in a panic, "Prisoner's Is it okay to be hurt?"

"Don't worry at all! Where is Judaime going next, let's go together..."

"Hey..."

Under the enthusiasm of the other party, Gang Ji had no choice but to take a step out. He glanced back in a hurry, and the woman turned her head to watch the interaction between the two, and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

It’s like being stung by a bee in the heart, but it’s not the tail needle that stings him, and the mouthparts that make honey, until he walks a long way, Tsuna still hasn’t recovered from this strange experience... until he stopped suddenly The footsteps of the prison temple attracted his attention.

Tsunaji looked at Hayato, who was half a step behind, "What's the matter, Lord Ji?"

"..."

Prison Temple raised his head, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

"I remembered, Judaime."

He said.

"I remembered who that woman in the infirmary was."

# # #

Whoever she was, she probably wouldn't be who he thought she was.

Odasaku recalled what happened that day.

Otherwise, when he mentioned the name "Osamu Dazai", she would not have shown such a blank expression.

"Mr. Oda."

Oda Sakunosuke heard the voice of the woman walking beside him, he looked down, but couldn't help feeling apologetic when his eyes touched her.

In any case, it is too much to look for another irrelevant shadow in the person in front of you.

"I finished reading your latest book."

Cheng held up the book in his hand, and there was faint excitement in his shining eyes.

"I quite liked the story."

"Really." Even though Oda Saku is a calm person, he is a little embarrassed by the other party's undisguised love, "I am very happy to receive such an evaluation. This is the position of a writer And say."

"In this case, I'm looking forward to the sequel written by Oda-san even more..."

"What did you say, Miss Cheng?"

"No, it's nothing." Cheng hastily murmured subconsciously to himself, "Speaking of which, has Mr. Oda's debut novel been published? Which work is it?"

"The first work...hasn't been published." Oda Saku thought, "Although the book is written by me, it cannot be regarded as purely my creation."

"What do you mean, Oda-san?"

"What should I say..."

Cheng turned slightly to the side, trying to hear his words clearly, but at this moment, a leaf fell slowly on Cheng's shoulder.

Oda Sakunosuke stared at it with calm eyes, said softly "Excuse me", and then took it off Cheng's shoulder.

"If I were to describe you," he said, "then I might describe your stature and countenance, your habitual tone of voice, or the slight change in the light in your eyes when you smile..."

Odasaku realized that his description seemed too detailed, he coughed and put the leaves in his pocket.

"However, the text I wrote is not the real you."

He blinked slowly.

"They are reflections in my eyes, your reflection."

You need to look very closely to find the gentleness and purity in his dark pupils.

"And my

In the first work, what I wrote was not only what I saw. "Oda Saku said," that is, the world woven together by many people. I saw what they saw through their eyes, and then recorded it with my pen. "

Having said that, he was silent for a while.

At this moment, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly strongly hoped that the woman could see the ending he wrote.

She might agree, but it doesn't matter if she denies it, all his wishes are just—

A premonition of danger snapped Oda Sakunosuke to a halt before he sank into memory.

His expression became serious.

Sakunosuke Oda raised his head slightly, and his eyes quickly and unobtrusively swept across the surrounding scenery. On this common path, there were neither tall buildings nor pedestrians.

If the people here were not Oda Sakunosuke, it would be difficult to detect the abnormality.

Although it was a peaceful time, Oda Sakunosuke never thought that there would be such a moment. For him, this is the past that must be faced and finally caught up.

It's a pity that Miss Cheng was implicated.

"excuse me."

He lowered his voice, hugged Cheng's shoulders, covered most of her body, and at the same time quickened his pace.

Cheng was taken aback by the unexpected contact, she was about to ask, when the other person approached her ear first.

"I'll explain to you, now we have to leave here as soon as possible, please don't look around and show any strangeness."

"...someone is following us?"

Cheng keenly made a guess, and Odasaku was a little surprised by her reaction, but for now, this is a good thing.

"Yes."

Odasaku said while looking at the branch road that was only a few steps away.

"Miss Cheng, as long as you cross the path, you can reach the commercial street..."

He let go of his hand suddenly.

"Let's part here."

# # #

After hearing Tsuna's question, Reborn turned his gaze to him, lingering uncomfortably on his face for a moment.

"You ask who Miss Cheng is?" Reborn said, "What do you think?"

"I..." Gang Ji hesitated for a moment, "Mr. Prison said that Ms. Cheng used to be a cadre of the... assassination unit of the mafia."

Just associating this word with Miss Cheng is difficult enough!

"Ah, it's true."

"??????!" Tsunayoshi Sawada was greatly shocked, "Then Miss Cheng used her cruelty and blood to subdue the entire assassination team and cultivated an extremely cold-blooded and ruthless killer??"

"The difference is mainly the process and means, and the result is generally correct."

Reborn calmly commented and said with emotion.

"It turns out that the rumors about her are like this."

# # #

Cheng and Oda Sakunosuke parted ways at a fork in the road.

She knew it was the other party's kindness, but at the same time, Cheng also had some different guesses from Oda Sakunosuke.

Just as the events of the gangster period quietly surfaced in Odasaku's mind, Cheng also thought of Valia.

Separation is the right decision. If the target of the other party is Oda Sakunosuke, Cheng does not want others to be distracted by having to protect himself, and if the other party comes for Cheng, then there is no need to implicate Mr. Oda.

Cheng originally thought so.

The outcome of the situation depends on whether the person who comes is related to Hong Kong and Black, or to Peng Lie...

Just when Cheng was able to see the scene of the commercial street at the end of the path from a distance, the trees in front of him were snapped off unexpectedly, and the trunks, branches and leaves fell down, blocking Cheng's sight and path.

She raised her eyes, and saw a man jumping down from a high place, like a nimble leopard, he leaned on the tree trunk and landed in front of her.

Even though the opening remarks were completed in such a grand manner, the visitor didn't even get a speck of dust on the brim of the top hat.

Seeing the visitor, Cheng couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

And Chuya Nakahara, who blocked the opponent's way in an effective and brutal way, was also looking at the woman in front of him.

After a long time, Zhongyuan Zhong also asked.

"You are Valia's...'Cheng'?"

"We met for the first time." Cheng Wen said softly, "If there is no accident, I am the person you said."

"It doesn't look as dangerous as the rumors..." He said slowly, "However, I have seen many people whose appearance and essence do not match."

Before the words fell, Zhongyuan Zhong also took action.

Facing Pongalevaria, who had commanded as much prestige and notoriety as her infamy, a powerful and cruel woman in the rumors, Nakahara Chuya gave her enough attention from the beginning, which is why he gave up Oda Sakunosuke and turned to He chose this side, and because of this, Zhongyuan Zhong also showed his strength the moment he decided to fight, rather than a painless temptation.

The superposition of gravity allows his body to exert the speed and power of a bullet. In a one-on-one duel, few people can not feel afraid under the pressure brought by Zhongye, but he knows that the opponent at this moment is by no means so easy to deal with. .

"Since you have the title of 'Bloody Lily', let me see your strength—"

strangeness.

Central Plains also suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

Why can't I feel the intention to fight back... Is it because I have some backup, or does it have a strange ability that is not described in the data?

The distance between him and the other party is being shortened extremely quickly, and all thoughts are only produced in a flash of lightning.

--wrong.

Finally at the last moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also made his own judgment.

She has no intention of fighting at all! !

Indeed, as Nakahara Chuya conjectured, Cheng had no intention of attacking at all, and even when she saw the opponent attacking first, all she did was subconsciously take a step back... It's not that she could handle it with ease, it's just because of the huge disparity in combat power , unable to react swiftly.

Then there was a loud bang and smoke.

"you……"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who changed the attack direction at the last moment, also asked with a gloomy face.

With the place where he was standing as the center, the terrible crack spread out radially.

"Aren't you going to fight?"

"..."

"Hey, what are you laughing at?!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you." Cheng said, "However, I never knew that I was called 'Bloody Lily'..."

"It seems that the timing of my arrival is just right."

The sudden appearance of a small figure attracted the attention of both of them.

"Mr. Reborn?"

"...Killer reborn."

"Are you the Central Plains Chuya-kun of Hong Kong black?"

Reborn, who was wearing a black suit, looked up at him and greeted him politely.

"Although I have heard about the powerful combat power of Chuya-kun in the Central Plains, but for the scale of greeting each other, isn't your preparation for action a bit too grand?"

Unexpected things happened one after another, which made Nakahara gradually lose his patience.

"What do you mean by that..."

"It means that using your force to deal with me is really overkill."

Cheng smiled.

"Mr. Nakahara, I am a civil servant."

# # #

"So, Mr. Reborn has long expected that there will be some action from Hong Kong and Heilongjiang?"

"Don't underestimate Vengley's intelligence network. At least within the scope of Bingsheng, there are no secrets for Vengley."

Although he was still a toddler, the glass in front of Reborn was full of spirits. He drank the last bit of alcohol and jumped off the high chair in front of the bar.

"In short, neither of us has plans for a direct conflict. At this stage, allowing the other party to obtain some operational information within the scope of mutual acceptance is enough to maintain peace...no need to worry."

He said.

"That's all for today, goodbye, Cheng."

After seeing off the Pengel killer, the Hong Kong gangster cadres who had just met each other walked into the same bar.

Nakahara Nakaya saw the woman sitting alone in front of the bar at a glance, and Cheng also saw him.

The eyes of the two met briefly, and just when Cheng thought that the other party might decide to leave, Chuya Nakahara walked straight towards her.

"Bingsheng is really a small place, Mr. Zhongyuan." Cheng broke the silence, "Occasionally such a coincidence happens..."

"There is an error in our intelligence."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said simply.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Huh?" Cheng thought for a while, "I'm a little bit..."

Nakahara also turned his face to the bartender.

"Non-alcoholic beverages."

"Our store does not serve non-alcoholic..." The bartender gradually fell silent under Nakahara Chuya's gaze, "Well, that, there is milk, is this okay?"

So, in the end, a glass of milk that was incompatible with the environment was placed in front of Cheng Cheng.

It's outrageous.

Start by getting the information wrong.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze scanned the assortment of bottles on the wine rack, the milk in the wine glass, and finally the weak woman.

He looked away, got up and left.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard a smiling "Thank you for the hospitality" from behind.

...Speaking of which, this is the first time I have done such a strange thing as ordering milk for a woman in a bar.

# # #

"Well, that's it!"

Osamu Dazai turned over on the sofa, and happily talked to the person on the other end of the phone.

"I'm not surprised that the intelligence department of Hong Kong gangsters has become so useless after I left, but I really want to see Chuya's expression at that time. It will be super interesting..."

"By the way, Dazai, about that..."

Oda Sakunosuke, who was on the phone with Osamu Dazai, wanted to mention about Miss "Cheng" of Namori, but he didn't say that name after all.

"...Forget it, it's nothing."

"By the way, Odasaku, have you heard of the third power of seven?"

Osamu Dazai's tone rose slightly.

"What's that, Dazai?"

"It is rumored that it is a precious item of the same level as the 'book', and it seems to have a very close relationship with Pengo Lie... I am investigating this recently."

"why?"

"If you want to say why..."

Dazai stared up at the ceiling, there was nothing there, but he smiled slightly, as if there was never any obstacle in his vision.

"If you can't find anything within the current boundaries, it will make people want to break out of the frame and look outside."

"Maybe someone is waiting for me there, don't you think so, Odasaku?"