My Honmaru is alive

Zhongyuan Zhong was really surprised to see May in this kind of place.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, do you know these guests?"

the boss, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a deacon's uniform, asked subtly.

This seems to be an ordinary question, but it contains a special meaning that only he and Chuya Zhongyuan understand.

"Ah, I know." Zhong Yuanzhong also put down the goblet in his hand, glanced sideways at the boss with a slightly warning look, "She is not a fat sheep that you can eat, don't use your brains."

The owner of this store is a wine merchant on the surface, but secretly an information dealer, and selling wine can only be regarded as a sideline.

Although it is a sideline business, it has to be said that the boss's taste and appreciation of wine are very much in line with Zhongyuan Zhongye's wishes, and the other party also has a special channel of his own, which can get some rare wines that are not available in the market. Famous wine.

This person has a strong background, black and white take everything, and he does business on both sides. Hong Kong gangsters will occasionally buy information on foreign organizations from him, and Zhongyuan Zhong became acquainted with the boss because of this.

However, their relationship is only limited to ordinary "drinking friends". Once there is a conflict of interest, no matter which side, they will immediately turn their faces and deny anyone.

Just like this moment.

The boss didn't show the slightest fear on his face, and even raised a perfect arc on his lips. He opened his mouth slowly and said with a pun: "Mr. Zhongyuan, you should know that I am a pure businessman, and customers pay me Ship, that's fair."

After saying this, he walked around the counter, walked towards the black-haired girl with almost identical steps, and with his smile unchanged.

"Welcome, guest, what do you need?"

The conversation between Nakahara Chuya and the boss did not avoid people, so everyone who had just entered the door clearly heard the two short chats.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary liquor store.

Even so, it still sells alcohol.

Heigong Wuyue looked around at the vintage wine cabinets in the store, and said, "Do you have any recommendations?"

The boss's smile froze for a very brief moment, his eyes behind the glasses narrowed slightly, and he confirmed: "Miss is just here to buy wine?"

Heigong Wuyue asked calmly, "Aren't you a wine seller here?"

"..."

The boss's expression became complicated. Although he did sell alcohol, he would find people who came here, and basically they would not simply buy alcohol.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was sitting sideways by the counter, also sneered unabashedly at this time.

He recalled the scene when he was choked up by Wuyue in the detective agency before, and then looked at the boss who was blocked in front of him, feeling inexplicably refreshed, and he had a gloating feeling that he was not the only one.

When you are in a good mood, you will have the interest to meddle in other people's affairs.

Nakahara Zhong also reached out to pick up the wine glass, raised his head to drink up the remaining liquid in it, then stood up from his seat, walked to the girl's side in a few steps, and said to her in a more pleasant tone: "What kind of wine do you like? ? Let me choose for you."

Black Palace Wuyue: "?"

She was slightly startled, and looked over with a strange gaze.

The atmosphere of the two meetings with Zhongya Zhongyuan was not good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the sword is on the verge of breaking out. After all, the other party is a cadre of the port mafia, and she should be in complete opposition to her... So, what happened to be so helpful all of a sudden?

He didn't hear the girl's echo, Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her sideways, with frivolous brows: "What? Don't believe me? I'm very knowledgeable about wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized the problem, so he followed up with an explanation: "The previous conflict has ended, and the compensation has been sent to you. It should be considered a settlement?"

Concerned about the boss in the store, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't make his words too clear, but the general meaning has been described very clearly.

Heigong Wuyue thought about it for a while, and felt that what the other party said made sense.

Since the Hong Kong gangsters are no longer causing trouble, the two sides will not interfere with each other, and there is no need to be too hostile at ordinary times.

They reached a consensus.

The attitude of Kurogong Wuyue naturally continued the previous topic of Chuya Zhongyuan: "I don't drink alcohol, I buy it for other people in the family."

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows: "Then do you know their preferences?"

Then he saw the dark-haired girl shift her gaze to the tall man with braids.

At this time, Japan is standing casually leaning against the wall, with a three-meter-long gun hooked by his arm. At first glance, he looked a little lazy, but when he noticed the gaze of the judge moved over, he He immediately stood up straight and called her in a hoarse and pleasant voice: "Master."

Hearing this address, the boss raised his eyebrows calmly.

As an information dealer, I will always be very interested in the information worth digging, combining the identity of Chuya Nakahara with his attitude towards this girl... Recently, some news has been spread too much and too complicated, and it has almost become Popular, which made him subconsciously substitute the girl in front of him.

Heigong Wuyue didn't care about the meaningful look in the boss's eyes. Anyway, every time someone heard the honorific title of swordsmen for her, the other party basically reacted in this way. She has calmed down now.

— Commonly known as thick-skinned.

As if she didn't notice it, she asked the Japanese number in a normal way: "What type do you like?"

Because the name of the Japanese number is too special, it is difficult to disclose it in front of other people, and it is a bit weird to call it segmented, so she simply avoided addressing it.

"As long as it is chosen by the master, I can do it." The Japanese said very uncritically.

The judge looked at another black-haired knife-scarred face.

Tong Tian Guanzhengguo maintained a straight face: "My lord, you can decide."

His eyes skipped over the two strikes of the dagger - children cannot drink, and moved to the white-haired knife with his own pet.

The little fox answered on his behalf: "Minghu doesn't drink alcohol~"

Black Palace Wuyue: "..."

Such statements are equivalent to:

——What do you want to eat?

--casual.

The most difficult answer.

His eyes circled around, and finally returned to Nakahara Nakaya.

Although the black-haired girl had no expression on her face, Zhong Yuanzhong read the mysterious meaning of "I can only rely on you next" from those beautiful night-like eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

There is a complicated feeling of being regarded as a tool man.

……

Heigong Wuyue found that Zhongyuan Zhongya hadn't talked big before, he really had a good research on wine, and he introduced it eloquently for more than ten minutes, picking out all the ones in the store that were still worthy of the table.

She listened carefully to the whole process, but no matter how serious she was, it was useless.

Heigong Wuyue didn't know much about wine. Even though Nakahara Chuya's narration was clear enough, he still couldn't hear it, and the more he listened, the more confused he became.

So the introduction was also ended in the Central Plains, and after ending with the sentence "That's about it, you can decide by looking at it", the black-haired girl said to the boss who had been following her all the time without thinking: "The ones just now, Buy them all."

Only children make choices, and adults make all choices.

She is now rich and willful.

Besides, there are so many swords in this pill, there is no possibility of them being wasted if they can't finish them.

As soon as these words came out, Rao Zhongyuan Zhong also choked for a moment. He looked at the girl with a delicate expression, and reminded: "All of these add up, it's not very cheap."

When he introduced it just now, he basically chose it according to his own preferences. Of course, the quality and price are very proportional. There are several of them, and ordinary people may spend more than half a year's savings... they may not be able to afford them. .

Heigong Wuyue replied indifferently: "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he repeated to the boss: "Please wrap it all for me."

Although it has nothing to do with intelligence transactions, the amount involved in such a big order is enough to satisfy the boss. At this time, he is like an ordinary store manager, maintaining a fake business smile on his face, and politely replying to the customer : "Yes, please wait a moment."

The boss went to the wine cellar to get wine, and Hei Gong Wuyue just found a seat and waited.

As soon as the judge sat down, the left side was occupied by Taizhonggu Zhenzong's buttocks. Atsuto Shiro shrugged and could only turn to the other side. As a result...

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat down.

Atsushi Shiro: "..."

Hi, so angry!

Seeing the bulging face of the black-haired boy, Nakahara Zhong also stood up hesitantly: "I let you?"

Atsushi Shiro immediately raised his expression, and said in a very mature and steady tone: "No need."

Then he chose the position next to Minghu.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also sat down again, picked up the wine bottle on the counter, and poured the red liquid in it into the goblet with an elegant and smooth gesture.

The rich aroma of red wine gradually flooded the air, and just smelling it gave off an intoxicating feeling.

Then Nakahara took another empty cup from the cup holder, tilted his head and asked the girl, "Screaming Eagle from 08, do you want to try it?"

Heigong Wuyue didn't have the habit of drinking, so she shook her head and refused, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say much, just put the empty wine glass back.

After the other party finished these actions, Kuroiya Wuyue expressed a certain thought in his heart: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I feel that you are different from Mr. Mori."

This is quite euphemistic, and the subtext is that Nakahara Chu is not as black-hearted as Mori Ogai.

When we first met, Nakahara Zhongya really felt like a mafia, but this only refers to the aura, which is the aura that must be suppressed when doing tasks.

In addition, the other party's behavior has a bottom line.

For example, he compensated the ground of the corridor that he destroyed, and helped catch a thief when monitoring Akiko Yosano - this is what Yosano told her before, as well as choosing wine for her just now, and trying to give the child (? ) The act of giving up your seat...

It's not like a mafia in this kind of place at all, it's ten thousand times better than that old fox of Mori Ogai.

Heigong Wuyue couldn't help being puzzled.

So why did a person with Zhongya's character like Zhongyuan become a mafia and climb up to become a cadre along the way?Could it be that he was tricked by Mori Ogai?

After hearing what the black-haired girl said, Nakahara Chuya was stunned for a while, and then coughed uncomfortably.

Although the leader is indeed a bit...but it's all for Hong Kong gangsters and Yokohama. As an organization cadre, I can't speak ill of the leader with others, so I can only forcefully change the subject.

"By the way, how did you find this place?"

Heigong Wuyue saw the embarrassment of Chuya Zhongyuan, so she didn't feel sorry for the other party, and answered the other party's question: "Because I smelled the aroma of wine on the road."

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a rather surprised expression: "Then your nose is really powerful."

Heigong Wuyue explained slowly: "It's not me."

She raised her jaw in the direction of the Nippon.

The swords have been paying attention to this side, and they are extremely concerned about the girl's every move.

Seeing the gaze of the God Judge, Japan immediately raised her eyes, met her gaze in the air, and then opened the corners of her mouth to cast a very charming smile.

Heigong Wuyue's heart moved, and she silently looked away.

Uncle’s style and persona are quite different from other swords and swords. He belongs to the mature and decadent handsome uncle type. Compared with it, it has a different taste (cough), and it’s a bit unbearable to come suddenly like this.

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the man not far away, stopped for a moment, and then looked back at the girl beside him.

He was really curious.

Although May's subordinates called her "Master", they were different from servants in the usual sense. They treated her respectfully but intimately, and their loyalty was beyond comprehension.

If only one or two people are like this, this is still within the normal range.

However, with such a large number of people, it is almost as effective as brainwashing.

Could it be that, as the leader guessed, these people... are all legendary swords?

Central Plains Zhongye's mood fluctuated.

After several contacts with May, Hong Kong and Heilongjiang have not gained nothing. The intelligence department has done some research on those swords and found that in terms of appearance, they are exactly the same as the real ones in history. If it is not because they know that some swords are still in museums It's really hard to tell the real from the fake.

Therefore, when reporting, the intelligence department used the word "suspected".

But the chief didn't think so.

It really doesn't make sense to counterfeit counterfeit products as weapons, let alone so many imitations, and even use the name of the sword as the code-although May only uses part of the name as the name every time, but once you accept the "legendary sword" "This kind of setting can be easily identified - this kind of behavior of hitting a swollen face to pretend to be fat is really not something a girl would do.

Then eliminate the impossible, and what remains is the truth.

Those swords must be authentic.

But most of the swords and swords in history have been destroyed, leaving only a legend or a piece of fragment. Where did the non-existent authentic ones come from?

Plus the magical power possessed by May, and those ancient titles.

Although the result of the guess was astonishing, it was unexpectedly able to match all the doubts.

And the girl who can control those swords has an unknown origin and cannot find any real past.

Thinking of this, and at the same time thinking of myself... Zhong Yuanzhong also almost couldn't help but want to find the answer: "Are you human?"

Heigong Wuyue: "...?"

What?What is the problem?

She asked the other party strangely: "Am I not human?"

Zhong Yuan regretted it as soon as he said it. He raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat: "Sorry, just pretend I didn't ask."

But Wuyue Heigong didn't intend to end this topic. Since the other party asked her "Is she a human?", she had to ask the same question as "reciprocity".

Next, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the other party confide his secret in a nonchalant tone.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I should be the one to ask you this question." Heigong Wuyue paused before continuing, "Aren't you human?"

With a questioning sentence pattern, he spoke affirmative words.

Zhong Yuan also stayed in the posture of holding the wine glass for at least five seconds, and then gradually opened his eyes in disbelief.

But the black-haired girl on the opposite side just stared at him with ordinary eyes.

——Being a god judge for so long, no matter how bad it is, she can still tell whether it is human or not.