Battle of Virtual Divas

"Fuyuki City is the territory of magicians."

Hayato Gokuji flipped through the information sent by his subordinates to the mobile phone, skimming through it at a glance, and only picked out the most concise and most useful news.

"Magicians are very xenophobic guys. No mafia headquarters will be stationed here. The most we can do is to send intelligence personnel to monitor, including us Pengel."

Four years later, Hayato is already a very typical handsome Italian guy. His silver mid-length hair is tucked behind his ears, and a heavy metal chain necklace hangs from his neck. A rose, there will be countless young girls springing up - it's a pity that Hayato is not keen on roses, he can explode a bomb with his fingertips, it looks like a firecracker, but the real thing inside is gunpowder kind.

Quickly finished reading the information, put the phone back into the pocket of his jacket, Hayato Gokuji turned his head, and asked Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was staring thoughtfully at the sign outside the airport: "Judaime, we don't If we want to go to the base in Fuyuki City, where should we go?"

"For the station, let Yamamoto-kun and Mamon go." Tsunayoshi Sawada is still staring at the sign at the airport gate, where there is usually a row of transparent acrylic storage racks hanging down, inside neatly There are free maps, or leaflets of hotels and tourist attractions.

Sawada Tsunayoshi took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and took out one from inside. After unfolding it for a look, he showed a faint smile.

He turned the leaflet in his hand to face his Lanshou, with a smile in his soft brown pupils, Tsunayoshi Sawada said unhurriedly:

"Let's go to Fuyuki Hyatt Hotel."

……

"gone back."

Hibari Kyouya took the handkerchief handed over by Tetsuya Kusakabe, wiped his hands with the front, turned over and wiped the orange in his hand, and then took the full orange in one hand, and walked in the direction when he came without any muddle.

Tetsuya Kusakabe was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed. He quietly glanced at Hibari Kyouya's face, and found that he could find a trace of "joyful" expression on his often indifferent face—what did that orange represent?It actually made Mr. Gong's mood change so obvious.

So he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Gong...is this?"

"Orange." Hibari Kyouya seemed in a good mood, and he replied in a peaceful voice.

Tetsuya Kusakabe:

"..."

Of course he knew it was an orange, but what he wanted to ask was not just this superficial question, what kind of magical power does this orange have that could make Mr. Gong, who has been in the state of a low-pressure demon king recently, show such an expression, Could it be that Mr. Gong wants to eat oranges?

Tetsuya Kusakabe immediately thought in his mind, or else he would contact him to airlift a few catties of Emperor Tangerine after returning... Mr. Gong seems to like Mogu Tangerine very much, do you want to place an order together?

As if guessing what his assistant was thinking, Hibari Kyouya raised his eyebrows:

"Don't do superfluous things."

As he said that, a hand with distinct joints and a Pengo Lieyun attribute ring moved over holding the tangerine, motioning for him to hold it, Tetsuya Kusakabe was stunned again, and then obediently took it. An orange sphere the size of his palm.

——Then he was pushed forward by the sudden heavy force in the palm of his hand, and almost fell down with both the man and the orange.

"Okay, so heavy?!"

The secretary of the Fengji Consortium was so shocked that he even dropped the blade of grass that he was used to holding in his mouth. He is an imposing eight-foot man, and he can normally fight the mafia at a level of ten. He can give Peng Gelie the strongest Kyoya Hibari is the secretary's assistant, and Tetsuya Kusakabe, who is full of muscles...can't hold an orange that's not as big as his fist? !

Is this a core orange? !But even if it was an orange made of iron, he wouldn't be able to handle it. What is the origin of this orange?Is the unit of weight measured in tons?

The corner of Hibari Kyouya's mouth raised a bit, and he took the orange from Kusakabe Tetsuya's palm, took the lead, and walked towards the low-key black car parked some distance from the shore.

The chubby little yellow bird took off from the shoulder of the chairman of the Fengji Foundation, and circled twice around Tetsuya Kusakabe's bewildered nose of the plane. Since he had a good impression of the nose of the plane that was in charge of preparing food for it every day, the kind Yundou prepared Tell this jet head the truth.

"Kagamine Rin! Kagamine Rin! Oranges! Oranges! Kagamine Rin's oranges!"

It flapped its small wings and flew around again, then flew back, and followed Hibari Kyouya into the open car door, landed on the back seat and shook its feathers.

And the reason why Hibari Kyouya's mood suddenly improved is naturally related to this-this is their tacit understanding and communication method, since Kagamine Rin will take the initiative to leave him with the oranges that he often brings with him...that also means , they will come to him soon.

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"Because it was originally covered with a magic circle carpet of the same style." Yusheng Xia Nai said with a smile, she held the tray with teacups firmly in both hands, followed by her childhood friend who was almost scared by her friend just now, As for Hattori Heiji, whose face darkened a bit, the two walked towards the reception room one after the other.

"At the beginning, I liked an anime called "Magic O Girl Sakura", so my father bought me a round carpet with a magic circle drawn on it, and my mother also drew the pattern according to the carpet." Natsuno Yusheng explained: "When tidying up, I put this old carpet up first, so there will be only one piece without dust... Otherwise, does Hattori-kun suspect that it is really a magic circle?"

"Ah, uh...Actually, I didn't think so..." Hattori Heiji pretended not to hear the last joke, and he scratched his face in embarrassment. , he felt really embarrassed.

In addition to embarrassment, he was also vigilant and dignified. After all, the matter could not be explained clearly by just "a round carpet". Those two fresh willow leaves and why he had to forge "I was in Natsuno Yubu didn't explain the reason for the illusion of tidying up the utility room at all—although Hattori Heiji didn't ask, after all, Kazuha was still alone in the reception room. Whatever happened, it was too late for him to regret it.

It wasn't until the two of them stepped into the reception room together that Yuan Shan and Ye came up to him complaining: "Really, Heiji, you are so stupid that you can even go to the wrong bathroom."

Hattori Heiji:"……"

Hattori Heiji covered his mouth with his fist, pretended to cough twice, then put on a serious expression, and sat down on the sofa: "Let's talk about business... Yusheng, what you said to Kazuba earlier, you want to tell What is my business?"

Yu Sheng Xia Nai's expression also became serious. She held up a cup of tea, sat across from the two of them, and said slowly, "It's the "blond twins" I mentioned to He Ye before."

She lowered her head and stared at the green tea, her eyes followed the swirling tea leaves in it, as if recalling this scene made her a little scared, Hattori Heiji saw her shrugging her shoulders.

"The night before yesterday, I saw them again." Yusheng Xia Nai said.

Her voice trembled a little, sounding a little frightened by what she saw, Yusheng Xia Nai put down the teacup, put her hands on her knees and clenched into fists.

"This time, I saw it by the river in Weiyuanchuan——I saw that blond girl, she, she pushed a person into the river."

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"How about guessing what the big brother's occupation is?"

The black-haired boy squatting in front of Conan said with a smile that his facial features are beautiful and his lines are harmonious. Even the bandage covering one eye does not affect his appearance at all, and it even brings him a kind of "quietness and fragility". Japan has always admired this kind of weak beauty, but in Conan's eyes, this "weak beauty" is no less than a ferocious hungry wolf in sheep's clothing.

Guess your occupation?ah?You showed him the creases of the gun so openly, and asked him to guess his occupation?Definitely intentional, is this guy antisocial?If I really said "Brother, your profession is the mafia", would this guy smile and say "That's right", pull out a gun and pull the trigger on his forehead?

Conan buckled the anesthesia watch vigilantly—this situation is a bit bad now, this guy doesn't look like a normal person, who knows if he has any weird hobby of killing people in public, but he knows , the mafia over there in Yokohama can't even control the police, and there have been fights in public. This guy with black hair and bandages can't be the mafia chasing the Yokohama Port Logistics Company to seek revenge, right?

Conan's mind was spinning quickly, and he opened the cover of the anesthesia watch without any trace: "Then, then I guess the big brother is a writer!"

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows with interest: "Why do you guess that big brother is a writer?"

Because he thinks you are mentally abnormal.Conan said that many famous writers have weird personalities. Even his father, Yusaku Kudo, has some weird habits when he is writing. After all, he can't directly say "Mafia" Words that are easily silenced.

"Because... because big brother's fingers are very slender!" Conan was quick to think, and opened his mouth to make up: "I heard from my mother that people with slender fingers are very suitable for writing!"

"No, no, little brother, you guessed wrong." Osamu Dazai smiled and stretched out a finger and shook: "Look at the clothes big brother wears, black suit, can little brother think of his occupation?"

Conan: "..."

What do you mean, do you have to force him to say "Mafia"?It's almost like pointing at his nose and threatening "Call me a mafia"?

"That, that's the fortune teller! Dad said that fortune tellers like black clothes!" Conan began to chatter again, but refused to say the word "mafia", and the anesthesia watch had been faintly pointed at Osamu Dazai— —As long as he pulls out the gun, an anesthetic needle will definitely pierce him in the next second.

"Wrong again, little brother."

Osamu Dazai sighed procedurally: "Little brother, how can big brother be a fortune-teller? We must believe in science and not superstition."

The author has something to say: I will defend tomorrow...it will not be six days today...

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Zai, a man with supernatural powers, told Conan not to be superstitious.

Conan: You don't like me.

……

I want to push my advance receipt again...

"Brother Xie Was Struck by Lightning" is the story of when Xie became a fan of Shanyi's mother.

And the brain hole that I am very interested in (just want to write) recently:

"Growing a Handsome Face" is also known as the story of a girl who looks very similar to Jae after Dazai and I bump into each other, and who looks handsome in appearance... Maybe it's a joke, it's more suitable for daily writing .

"Shanyi's Thousand-Layer Routine", discusses how cruel Tianzhijiao will be when my wife Shanyi has a sister named my wife Yuno (I want to get better with my sister, my sister is happy, and chased after her with a chainsaw my ten gai)

Big Karma can fully understand my brain hole!If you are interested, please reward me with an advance payment!Whoooo!

感谢在2020-07-0823:46:23~2020-07-0923:52:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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