On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

*****

Zhong Yuanzhong also said that he had a question mark on his forehead, and with this doubt, he turned his head and saw a humanoid black mud, and a egg-born kid with an uneven background.

Then he turned back and looked at the two policemen outside the door expressionlessly:

Do you have any misunderstanding about the family of three?

"First, sir." The policeman received unfriendly looks and pressed his hat brim: "Please cooperate with the investigation."

Did he say something that didn't cooperate?

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't say a word, but the two policemen were sweating more and more on their foreheads for some reason, and there was great doubt in their small eyes:

Whose omega is so imposing, it's almost like an alpha that can kill people with a look.

"Cough." The policeman recovered his voice: "If you are not convenient, sir, you can ask your aplha to cooperate with the investigation."

You can ask your alpha to cooperate with the investigation.

In Chuya Nakahara's apartment, besides him is the bastard Osamu Dazai, and the alpha in Mr. Police's mouth knows who it is without thinking.

Want to find fault?

Zhongyuan Zhong also pinched the door expressionlessly, and with a "crash", the wall pinched by his slender fingers cracked open. "Sorry, I didn't hear what Mr. Police said just now."

"........."

Threat, it's definitely a threat.

The two policemen, who had endured the anger of the Hong Kong black cadres for no reason, swallowed their saliva, looked at each other, and saw the same bewilderment in each other's eyes: who is this man, this evil spirit looks like a gangster .

It's a pity that no one told them that standing in front of them was the high-level port mafia in charge of the night.

"Okay, Chuya, don't scare others."

When the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Osamu Dazai smoothed things out with a smile, and put his hand on Chuya's shoulder—then, without accident, Chuya opened it with a "snap".

"........."

"........."

So the atmosphere became more awkward.

"I'm so sorry." Dazai Osamu rubbed the back of his hand that was red from the beating, and smiled apologetically at Mr. Police, "I had a fight with my lover just now, and now I'm losing my temper."

It turned out to be a quarrel between husband and wife.

The policeman breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the black-haired young man with a kind face asking curiously.

"I also heard the lady in the building next door crying just now. Did her husband pass away?"

Osamu Dazai changed the topic calmly, the policeman finally remembered the purpose of his visit this time, and straightened his expression.

"Yes, the lady had a quarrel with the gentleman, and later it was found that the husband died at home, and the sapphire disappeared."

Sapphire - meaning loyalty and steadfastness.

In the conversation between the police and Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara thought of the meaning Mr. Claremont said, as well as the tone of a woman questioning a man hysterically, and he understood it.

——Women start to suspect that a man is cheating when the gems are gone.

From the information we have now, there is a high probability that the woman killed the other party.Maybe because of love, maybe because of anger.

Sure enough, these are not good emotions.

"However." Mr. Police, because he was involved in official business, his expression became extremely serious, and his eyes fell on Zhongya, who was a little absent-minded. "When the surveillance showed that the two were arguing, this gentleman happened to be standing in the garage."

"After cooperating with the investigation, please ask this gentleman to go with us to the police station to make some records."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that this world was a bit mysterious.

*****

The dignified Hong Kong black cadres still entered the police station for two reasons:

1. It wasn't him who made the move.

2. Not framed.

Hong Kong gangsters have done a lot of business, but these are only the interests of large organizations. Ordinary citizens are not within the scope of hunting, and I believe there will be no enemies who are stupid enough to use this kind of method to get rid of it easily. Suspicious way to frame.

Because of these two points, I entered the police station patiently and accepted the police's questioning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat in the interrogation room of the police station. The room was very small, except for a table and three benches, there were no other objects, and the space piled up into a depressing space.

It can easily cause psychological pressure on guilty suspects.

But for Zhongye, who has been gangsters for a long time, it is still a piece of cake-at least the interrogation methods of Hong Kong gangsters will definitely not be like this, only boring cross-examination.They have plenty of ways to get each other to talk.

Compared with this, the interrogation room of the police station can be called "clean."

"What were you doing around 21:30?"

This was the first question asked by the interrogating police officer.

Zhongya Zhongye's ice-blue eyes were brilliantly illuminated by the incandescent lights in both eyes. He glanced at the policeman who was speaking. The policeman had a face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows, and piercing eyes. He had a rather decent appearance.

"I drove home and just parked the car in the garage." Zhongyuan Zhongya casually played with the unlit cigarette in his hand, a small white and fat hand stretched out, and Zhongyuan Zhongya rubbed his arms with the other The little ghost with hair raised his hand holding the cigarette. "Little ghosts are not allowed to touch smoke."

The silver-haired child turned his head when he heard the words, and looked at Nakaya with silver-purple eyes. He didn't seem to understand what Chuya said, but he quickly gave up and continued thinking. He turned around and hugged Nakaya's slender waist with his hands. , buried his face on Zhongye's thin, muscular chest.

You are so familiar, kid.

Speaking of...

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, whether it was Yato, Mr. Claremont or this kid who appeared out of nowhere, they all seemed to like to cling to him?

Since when did he have the attribute of being liked by little ghosts?

"Ahem." The police officer coughed to draw Zhongye's attention back: "So you heard the victim and the woman's quarrel at this time?"

"Yes."

"What are they arguing about?"

You have not known these processes for a long time, and this also requires cross-examination.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the furry head of the kid in his arms rub against him, and absently patted the kid's back. "While arguing about the missing sapphire, the woman suspected that the deceased had cheated. From the conversation of the deceased, it can be heard that he usually doesn't care about the woman."

Because he thought the question-and-answer method was too slow, Zhongyuan Zhong also chose to tell the whole story what he had heard and conjectured.But because of this, it is rare for Zhongyuan Zhong to have the mood to summarize what he said:

In this way, the woman's chances of killing the victim are greater.

But because I have seen demons possessing human beings before, or directing human emotions to the dark side, in order to achieve the purpose of killing and committing suicide.Zhongyuanzhong does not rule out that there are demons around the woman, nor does it rule out the possibility that the deceased cheated on others.

"What were you doing when the victim's girlfriend found the deceased?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew his wandering thoughts: "At home, your colleagues can testify."

The interrogating policeman glanced at the policeman who came to collect the information, and the latter nodded slightly to confirm Chuya Nakahara's words. The policeman turned his head and looked at Chuya Nakahara for a full 10 seconds: "Thank you for your cooperation, you can go back."

Zhongyuan Zhong also got up and left with the kid in his arms. It was already early in the morning, and he was due to go to work in four hours. There was no time to waste time here.

But Zhongyuan Zhong also approached the door, and the voice of the police floated over again.

"If you have any clues, you can let us know."

Are you that sure he'll know the clue?

Nakahara also doubted whether the police knew his identity, but he didn't turn his head. The silver-haired, purple-eyed child poked his head out of Zhongya's arms, his small chin resting on his thin shoulder, and quietly looked at the policeman who was talking to Zhongya. .

"it is good."

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked out of the police station with the little devil in his arms without looking back.

*****

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked out of the police station with the little devil's head in his arms. The cool wind blew in his face, and the cold moonlight spread on the ground, illuminating the dense trees in shadows.

There was a slender man standing by the side of the street, wearing a thick black windbreaker that almost melted into the night. He lowered his head slightly, with his hands in his pockets, looking frivolous and frivolous.

It's Osamu Dazai.

When Nakahara saw Osamu Dazai, he knew that this guy was waiting for him. As for whether he was waiting to taunt and laugh at him or something else, it was not in his concern. Nakahara glanced at the time:

01:30

In less than four hours, it's time to go to work in Hong Kong and black again.Nakahara Chu also didn't really want to waste time arguing with Osamu Dazai, but it was obvious that Dazai and the others would not be easily dismissed there.

Just knock him unconscious.

The tall young man under the street lamp turned his head as if he sensed the gaze, and Zhongyuan Zhongye's icy blue eyes froze, and he felt a faint silver light erupting from his body before he could make a move.

Exactly the same as it had appeared in the hospital, when the space-time rift was closing in on him.

Nakahara also saw that his figure gradually became transparent, like a swaying shadow, and Nakahara seemed to confirm this, raised his head: he found that Dazai Osamu who was looking at him passed through him , projected to the exit of the police station.

"Mom...Mom." The quiet and silent child in his arms seemed to know that he had done a good deed, and he babbled and stretched out his chubby hand to ask for a reward, and his speech was much smoother than before. "mom……"

Damn your size.

Nakahara Chu also pressed down the little devil's furry head with no expression on his face, and then he passed by Osamu Dazai with the little devil's head in his arms. What appeared in front of him was the appearance of seeing the little devil for the first time——

The long silver hair is holy and shining under the baptism of the moonlight, the white silk is draped over the body, and there is a strange magic circle under the smooth toes.His clothes and silver hair billowed.Two huge and pure white wings wrapped him, and beside him were the pure white wings that fell when they spread their wings.

Like a god who fell into the world.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of this, and glanced at the moon disk in the sky, which was also full and bright. It seemed that the moon was hanging high in the sky that day, just like today, rendering the secretive night with a faint light.

Cold, lonely moon.

"Then," Zhong Yuan Zhong also lowered his head to look at the kid in his arms, and scratched his soft face with his fingertips: "I'll call you Yue."