Port Mafia Play House

After Aoki Ling listened to it from beginning to end, she couldn't help laughing.

Momoi Wuyue was extremely depressed: "I'm really worried! It's not like he can't do this kind of thing!" "Forget it." She tried to change the subject, "What is the explosion discovery you mentioned just now?"

Aoki Ling rubbed her aching stomach, carefully looked around, and sneaked close to her ear.

"Let me tell you—I suspect that Nakahara-san and Dazai-san are having an affair!"

Momoi May:?

"Really?" Momoi asked suspiciously, "But..."

"Really!" Seeing that she didn't believe it, Aoki Ling immediately emphasized, "I've been observing them for two weeks!"

"They go to and from school on the same road every day. Dazai-san greets everyone with a smile on his face, but only speaks ill at Nakahara-san!"

"Nakahara-san is such a gentleman! But since Dazai-san transferred here, Nakahara-san has declined everyone's invitation to the summer festival!"

"Not only refused, those girls sent him a message again, and he never replied!"

"Can't this explain the problem!" Aoki Ling opened her eyes wide, "This is not love - what else can it be!"

Full marks for logic.

Momoi was momentarily at a loss for words, and Aoki Rei grabbed her hand.

"You must help me this time!" Her eyes were burning, "The headline of the summer edition of the school newspaper is betting on you!"

Aoki Rei's plan is very simple, the make-up exam will be in a few days, and Nakahara Chuya, as the class monitor, must return to school early to help the teacher with some preparations.

At that time, she will follow up to see if she can take first-hand photos of the private meeting between the two.

Momoi was confused: "Then what if the two of them didn't meet that day?"

"So, it's time for you to come out!" Aoki Ling said, "You go to Nakahara-san to strike up a conversation, and I'll send a message to Dazai-san, and everything will come to light!"

Just do it, Aoki Ling counted the time, found a few gangsters from other schools, and waited at the door of the cake shop that must be passed in the Central Plains, preparing to give him a routine of saving a hero by a beautiful woman.

The gangster was recommended by her childhood sweetheart Shanxian in Haiming College. Before hiring, Aoki Ling also had a special "interview".

"What's your name? Who is Shangguo? What's the deviation value? Will you fight?"

It was the first time for the gangsters to meet someone who was looking for a job and asked about the deviation value. They looked at each other. Among them, the guy with yellow hair replied honestly: "My name is Ayanokōji Masahiro, and this is Tomioka Ryuji, Jojima Issei, and Yoshida Haru."

"We are both in the second year of junior high school. If there is a deviation, the three of us are around [-] or [-]. Chun doesn't know, but he has always been the number one in their school."

"Wow..." Aoki Ling didn't expect, "No. [-] in the school, it's amazing."

Is he the number one player in the school playing truant?

This kid has an idea.

However, Ayanokouji didn't seem to want to hear this kind of praise, and with a tone of gloating, he recommended other aspects instead.

"What's the use of a high deviation value? This Yoshida-san is very good at fighting! He threw people out with one hand as soon as he started junior high school, and he jumped from the third floor without getting hurt!"

This made people sound uncomfortable.

Aoki Rei frowned, always felt that the name Haru Yoshida sounded familiar.

She thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "It's Yoshida-san! It's the Yoshida-san who was often bullied by Shan Xian when he was young! Do you remember me? My name is Aoki Rei, and I was in the same kindergarten as you when I was young!"

"Ah..." Yoshida Haru was also awakened from memory, "I remember, you are the girl next to Shan Xian."

"Then it's fine."

Aoki Ling felt relieved, she asked about the deviation value, and she was also worried that these people would go too far.

Although forty or fifty is not high, it can be regarded as medium, not the type that gives up on oneself, let alone there are acquaintances around.

It seems that Shanxian is still reliable.

"It's not necessary to throw people out with one hand, our class, oh no, the target is not the type who can fight."

Nakahara Chuya usually has a bad temper, but he never fights with others, Aoki Rei thought about the height and body shape of their squad leader, and said firmly.

"It's better to say - pay attention to proportion, don't really fight, the opponent is very weak!"

The gangsters nodded again and again.

Weakness is good!

They are all floating in the rivers and lakes, who wants to be beaten up.

She also explained some other details. On that day, the gangsters were on standby near the cake shop, and Aoki Ling dressed up in disguise, pulling Momoi Wuyue to sit in the shop, always ready.

One hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed...

As a result, a group of people prepared passionately all morning, but they didn't wait for the target person who should have appeared.

Should not be ah.

Aoki Rei was very confused.

Zhongyuan Zhongya has always been a member of the Home Club, and usually stays at home to such a high degree that Aoki Ling's gossip group once suspected that this person is actually an invisible otaku.

Moreover, Maeda-sensei is not a character who would oppress students.

Logically speaking, people should be back before eating at noon.

Does their squad leader have other arrangements today?

A group of people waited boredly for several hours, until the flowers were about to wither - Zhongyuan Zhong also finally appeared.

It's just that people seem a little strange.

The orange-haired boy was wearing a school uniform and holding a document bag with the Lihai logo printed on it. At first glance, he seemed to be no different from usual.

But if you look closely, you can see that many places under the school uniform are bulging, as if something is inside.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on a pair of lace-up Martin boots, his body was covered with a lot of dust, and the expression on his face was no longer the usual gentleman, even a bit fierce.

Aoki Ling intuitively felt that something was wrong, but the gang of four didn't notice it, and even wanted to raise their arms and cheer a little bit.

Finally you are here!Fortunately, I did not give up!

The gangsters couldn't wait to come to the door to find fault, but just took two steps, their target first walked towards them.

"You guys..." Zhong Yuanzhong also beckoned, with a gloomy face and a bad tone, "Come with me..."

The gangster foursome: ?

Dude, did you get the wrong script?

The plot is completely messed up, and the direction is not yet clear. The gangsters followed Zhongyuan Zhongye into a remote alley in a daze. Red and black light...

The wind brushed Ayanokōji Masahiro's cheek, and a bloody mouth was instantly drawn.

He choked for breath, only to hear a snap behind him.

Ayanokōji turned his head tremblingly, behind his head, a crack with a diameter of one meter appeared on the wall...

Nakahara also retracted his legs, moved his hands and feet nonchalantly, and made a ferocious "click".

He glanced at Aoki Ling's direction, and said in a low voice: "Go back and tell your leader, there will be another time—this kick is his head."

"Did you hear?"

Punks: "..."

Aoki Rei: "..."

Momoi Mayzuki: "..."

That's a wall!

A real brick wall!

It's the kind that can make people's heads bloom when a brick is dropped!

Aoki Ling only felt a chill in the back of her head, and subconsciously covered the back of her head...

Momoi Wuyue looked numb, and asked, "So...do I still have to go up and strike up a conversation?"

Can this still be considered flirting?

This is the rhythm of putting one's life on the line!

Is this person called Zhongyuan Chuya really human?

Aoki Ling came back to her senses, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet: "Yes—why not!"

"How can you give up halfway!"

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and poked it a few times quickly: "Go and strike up a conversation, I'll contact you right now..."

A male voice interrupted her gently.

"Who do you want to contact?"

Aoki Ling shuddered subconsciously, and slowly raised her head—the one who caught her eyes was a young man with white hair and red eyes.

August smiled and said: "Who do you want to contact? This kid?"

This is so embarrassing.

Rei Aoki knew Hayakawa August.

It's hard not to know each other. After all, there are two parent-teacher conferences a year. Among the middle-aged parents in their forties, only the parents of Chuya Zhongyuan seem to be out of tune with the atmosphere of the classroom.

Aoki Rei's brain was running at a high speed, quick thinking, and a small light bulb lit up on the top of her head.

"Contact...contact the police!" she added. "The strike-up is to buy time!"

"That's it..." August said meaningfully, "Then... this kid, it's quite special for you to note the policeman as "Osamu Dazai". "

Aoki Rei: "..."

Hold!I knew it was a police department!

Aoki Ling burst into tears, her mood at this time was as miserable as a middle-aged man who was caught by his wife for forgetting to note his colleagues to Xiaosan.

In the gleaming skyscrapers, even the elevators were covered with soft carpets, and with a ding sound, Hayakawa took Rei Aoki and Momoi to the No.20 floor.

It was a very high-end coffee shop.

Dazzling crystal lamps, dark wooden floors, European-style minimalist decoration, vibrant broad-leaved potted plants and green radishes are placed staggered at the cross section, and the waiter wearing a tie is carrying a tray with one hand behind his back and shuttles back and forth.

Facing the intersection, there are floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire surface. The glass is single-sided, so you can clearly see the situation downstairs, but it will not expose the people sitting inside.

In front of the seat by the window, a man with red hair and a khaki windbreaker was already sitting.

August's complexion changed in a second, and he flattened his mouth and said, "Hey, Sakunosuke, nothing will happen! Didn't I say I can do it myself!"

The red-haired man, Oda Sakunosuke was unmoved, raised his hand and knocked him on the head: "I have to deal with that wanted criminal, and I don't care about you at all. I have already applied to the leader-everything similar in the future Take action, and I will follow you."

Oda didn't continue talking, but just glanced at him lightly.

Subtext: Don't mess with me in the future!

August covered her forehead, feeling aggrieved: "Okay..."

He turned around and greeted the two ladies: "Come on, you're welcome, sit down."

However, at this moment, Aoki Ling has already petrified.

What wanted criminal?What leader?what action?

Their squad leader is only 1.6 meters!

The tallest girl in the class is a head taller than him!Even the tug-of-war can't stand to the end!

Can he still deal with wanted criminals?

She belatedly remembered that when Nakahara Chuya rushed up just now, he seemed to have said something about "the leader"...

Aoki Ling recalled the whole process of today's action - gasped for air, her scalp was numb, and a cold air gradually rose behind her back.

Are they...have they been involved in something terrible?

Hayakawa August crossed his hands, put his chin on them, and smiled at Rei Aoki who was stiff all over.

"So, you come to find Zhongye..."

Aoki Ling immediately retorted subconsciously: "It's not a big deal! It's just playing around with him!"

"Oh..." The smile on August's face grew stronger, "It seems that you are indeed here for Chuya."

Aoki Rei: "..."

People clerk?

Perhaps it was because her expression was too complicated, the person opposite burst out laughing.

"Even my classmates were fooled." August raised the corners of her lips happily, "It seems that Zhongye's "bait" is very good..."

Aoki Ling was taken aback for a moment: "What kind of bait..."

August's gaze turned to the floor-to-ceiling windows next to it——Aoki Ling realized that the seat was in a very ingenious position. Looking down from here, it happened that the cake shop and surrounding buildings just now were included in her eyes.

There were only a few loud bangs, the building shook, the crowd fled, and smoke and flames instantly covered the entire intersection.

"Student Zhongyuan!" Aoki Ling shrank her pupils, and quickly asked the two of them, "What's going on! Are classmates Zhongyuan and Yoshida still there!"

August smiled without saying a word, and a few seconds later, a familiar red and black figure rushed out of the smoke.

Rei Aoki and Itsuki Momoi stared blankly at the small boy who was 1.6 meters tall and weighed [-] kilograms with his hands in his pockets. With one jump, he was as high as a three-story building. With one kick, a large pit with a diameter of ten meters was cracked in the ground. ...

Rei Aoki & Itsuki Momoi: "..."

"Wait..." Momoi thought of something, "There were customers there just now! And here..."

She turned around and looked at the guests who were chatting as usual and the waiters walking back and forth, and hesitated to speak.

We're so close... shouldn't we run first?

Are these people too big?

"It's okay..." August tilted his head and said with a smile, "Youzhong is also here, those children must be fine, as for the customers - in fact, the pedestrians in the three blocks nearby have all passed away before two o'clock in the afternoon. We evacuated early..."

The two were completely stunned.

Early evacuation?How can it be!

Obviously just now, there were still people coming and going on the street, and they were still sitting in the cake shop...

What does it mean?

Aoki Ling looked at the empty table in front of her——suddenly realized something.

Even though the guests around were drinking coffee, they had been in the door for so long, yet they didn't order anything.

Not even a waiter came forward.

A chill rushed straight to the scalp.

At that moment, everything in this world seemed to go away.

Only the person sitting opposite is real.

She looked up.

The young man's smile was bright, and a hint of profound amusement flashed in his long and narrow dark red eyes.

The horse in the gap, the fire in the stone, the body in the dream.

50 years of life.

Compared with the next day, it is like a dream and fantasy. x

Swastika solution, playing dreams in the world.

"If you're in the false from the start," he said, "can you still tell what's real?"