Double Black Melaleuca Routine

Dazai held the gemstone to face the moon, and looked at it from different angles under the moonlight. After observing for a while, his face turned a little unhappy, and he directly crushed the gemstone into powder.

[Fake. 】

Zhong also learned 'identification', jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and painting from Hongye.He is not very interested in the latter two, but he is not good at learning, but because there are a lot of genuine jewelry to observe and compare, he can also see that this sapphire is a high-quality imitation.The imitation is very real, if the appraiser is careless, he will be fooled.

It was identified as fake, and I felt, 【It shouldn't be. 】

The members of that private club are either powerful or rich, and the internally organized auction will not allow fakes to circulate.But if one of them buys a fake product and goes out and is 'ridiculed', he must also consider whether he can bear the anger caused by the loss of face.And if there is a taint of selling fake goods to make money, the loss of reputation is basically over.Where do you play?Some precious ingredients for the buffet prepared by the clubhouse were airlifted from various countries on the same day in order to keep them fresh. The cost is not small. It can be seen that the owner wants to seriously manage the clubhouse, and there must be a shady scene behind it.

but--

Zhong Ye didn't care about any conspiracy behind the scenes, he seized the opportunity to laugh at his partner, and immediately unceremoniously hit the ground and stepped on it, [Hehe, I was fooled after spending so much effort. 】If he is not possessed now, I really want to see Dazai's face at this time, but there is another way to see it forever, 【Hurry up, take a photo and let me see your 'angry' face. 】

Dazai laughed angrily.

Really took out the phone and opened the front camera.I took out a pen from my pocket again. In order to record the occasional inspirational melody, I always carry a pen with me recently.Seeing that he had drawn a vertical line on his face, he immediately understood what Goubi's partner wanted to do, 【Don't draw on my face! 】

Being obedient is not Dazai.

He ignored the fiery threatening words in his mind and continued to write the characters, pointed at the camera with an 'angry' smile that a dwarf was looking forward to and pressed the shutter.After taking the fixed-frame photo, the orange-haired teenager had a rather 'open teeth and claws' expression, and two Roman accents were written on the right side of his face: DAZAI.In fact, what he wanted to write at the beginning was BAKA. After drawing a vertical line, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind and he changed the strokes accordingly.

"Well, the dog still needs to be marked with the owner's mark."

[It's said that you cheated, so the bet doesn't count! ] Zhong couldn't control his body, so he could only yell 'incompetent rage' in his head: [It's disgusting!Wipe it off, wipe it off for me! 】

"It's pretty nice, next time write with a pen that can't be washed with water."

【you dare! 】

"Well, or find a tattoo artist to tattoo on it."

[Find 1 monks to miss you! 】In the past, he could quarrel but he could jio. Now that his partner is dead and his ashes are scattered, it is even more difficult to find a way to stop him.

"Wow, this is too much, can you lose 99?"

[Not even one less! 】

"Then reduce it by nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight."

[You are dreaming! 】

"It's getting late, it's just a dream when I go back."

[You wipe it off, forget about it. 】

Dazai took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped it perfunctorily in front of the mirror twice without wiping it off: "It can't be wiped off with a dry tissue, so go home and wash it with water." Instead, he wiped off the gemstone powder in his palm.

Goubi's partner will do what he promised, and Zhongya gave up on this topic and asked: [Are you going to find the real gem? 】

"No need." Throwing the tissue into a ball, it was easily thrown into the trash can across the street under the action of gravity, "The other party will take the initiative to give me the real product."

Zhong Ye thought for a while and asked: [The hands and feet that the gin moved? 】At the auction just now, the other party only bid a few symbolic prices and then remained silent throughout the whole process. If I came here in person to replace the real one with a fake one, I can explain why there will be a fake one at the club's auction. It's fake.

"Yeah." Dazai admitted it directly, took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Amuro-san, you are still nearby, take me back." He sent another location.

Amuro Toru, who was indeed monitoring the gin nearby: "..."

This little ghost really can call people.

"It can't be the cadre of Mafia, right?" The tone of this commanding person is too smooth, and the attitude of the one who is taken for granted is even more superior than the superior.I was thinking wildly in my mind, but I still turned around to pick up the person in that direction.When the little ghost met Qin Jiu today, he would definitely be able to dig out a lot of information from the other party.

The driver arrived quickly.

It's already been fun once, this time Dazai didn't have the desire to drive, he just sat in the back parking space.Toru Amuro heaved a sigh of relief, he never wanted to experience 'speeding' again in his life.In addition to being too heart-stimulating, he also feels sorry for his car, and he is afraid that it will be scrapped if he does it again.Tomorrow, I will find time to send my car to a 4S shop for maintenance. The bumper was damaged when it arrived, and there are still many scratches on the body.

Start the car.

He glanced at the writing on the other person's face through the rearview mirror. It is a trivial matter to write a name on the face. He tentatively asked what he wanted to know: "Have you seen Gin?"

Dazai lowered his head and swiped his phone, sending messages to dozens of people at the same time. These are natural 'intelligence agents' and 'informants' developed from casinos and other places.Replying to many people's messages, the finger buttons are so fast that there are afterimages, and occasionally the phone can't keep up with his hand speed, and it will freeze temporarily.Hearing the words, he said casually: "Well, out of friendship and sincerity, I only sent a free information during this meeting."

Toru Amuro suddenly remembered the "errand fee" and "free information" given to him by the orange-haired boy before.The sense of substitution was too strong, and there was an image of the contact between the boy and the gin in his mind instantly.

Inexplicably a little gloating.

When he wanted to collect some information, the other party blocked his mouth with one sentence, "Talk to me and ask for money."

Toru Amuro: "..."

OK.

Talking is not only expensive, but also very expensive. Recently, he spent a lot of money to buy information, and he doesn't know if the unit will reimburse him when the time comes.I don't know where the information came from that the boy spends most of his time in the coffee shop writing songs, it's damn accurate.After trying to track once and being discovered, I dare not do it a second time.The look in his eyes, like a ghost crawling out of hell, told him that if there was a second time, he would probably die.

to the location.

Dazai opened the door to get out of the car, walked two steps and ordered in a tone that could not be refused: "Amuro-san, make me a glass of strawberry juice and bring it up." After speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs.

Toru Amuro: "..."

Is he a follower?

What can be done?

Toru Amuro sighed and turned his pace towards the coffee shop.There is no way if you don't listen, who let him have too many weaknesses and handles in the hands of this little ancestor, it is not too simple to use the other party's mind to destroy him without violating the covenant, if he kills with a knife, he may not necessarily hide pass.He has a lot of scruples about throwing rats, but the opponent is "lawless". He can only pray that the opponent's bottom line is still there.

The only peace of mind is.

The other party was very greedy for the strawberry juice he made.

As soon as he opened the door of the apartment, he urged: [Give me back your body, I'm going to take a shower. 】By the way, wash off the characters on the face.

"Wait."

Dazai took off his shoes, took off his hat and hung it on the hook on the wall, went to the bedroom, took off his clothes and changed into a comfortable home pajamas.He walked to the only desk in the bedroom, took out a blank piece of paper and began to write and draw.

Zhong Ye's voice was a little excited when he saw it, and he couldn't care less about the words on his face, [Is this the design of the costume? 】

"Yeah." Dazai is not a professional fashion designer, but he can draw a rough outline, and then write down detailed requirements in words.

[The red ones are used here! ] Zhong also participated enthusiastically, it is his debut costume, of course he has to listen to his own opinion, [Here, add some green here. 】

Dazai's face wrinkled, and he mocked: "Wow, what a bad red and green match." Chuya's clothes are actually very bad. His good looks, such as suits for formal occasions, were chosen by Momiji for him. A good brand, customizing a full set of the latest styles every quarter.Most of the color schemes in my private server are very bad, red, green and pink, just relying on the good-looking face to match casually, all supported by the aura.

The few that look good are purely accidental.

【I just like it!You control! 】Being complained about the taste, Zhong was not convinced, and some who were used to singing with the dog partner retorted, 【Anyway, I wear it, so I have to follow my opinion! 】He saw a line of small characters written by Dazai asking for details on the edge, and immediately began to object:【Add sequins here!Don't stage costumes have to be shiny!And add a chain here, I want to...]

When Toru Amuro came up with strawberry juice, he obviously found that the orange-haired boy was not in a good mood, and his face was darker than the night outside.He seemed to be in a good mood just now, but suddenly became unhappy.

What's wrong with this?

Dazai took tons and tons of strawberry juice and drank it in one gulp, "Make me another cup." After a pause, he pointed to the clothes thrown on the bed: "Send the suit to the dry cleaner, and find me a recording studio tomorrow. We want the best." He also deliberately emphasized: "You pay all the expenses in advance."

Toru Amuro: "???"

Are you really using him as a personal assistant?

And it's upside down?

How could such a damn request be answered...

Dazai didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, and decided unilaterally: "From now on, you will be my personal assistant and manager." When the other party wanted to refute, the other party threw a nuclear bomb: "The salary is the winery. The name of the organization boss."

Toru Amuro: "!!!"

Isn't that just working six jobs at the same time?

Liver says it can!

He showed a sincere smile and said, "Okay, I'll go down and prepare strawberry juice for you."

【How did you know? ] Nakaya is not surprised that Dazai has grasped the identity of the boss behind the scenes so quickly, he is just simply curious about who is sacred.

Dazai was still angry: "I won't tell you."

【Hmph, I don't want to know yet. 】Zhong also urged:【You get out of my body, I will figure out the details of the costumes myself. 】

The tastes of the two are completely different, and Dazai doesn't want to see the design of the dwarf's 'spicy eyes' at all, so he directly withdraws from the body.

"Dazai."

Just turning around, the gravity of the orange hair made him suddenly push him against the wall and write on his face with a pen. His five keen senses felt that the strokes were written: CHUYA.

Dazai blinked.

Oops, too bad.