On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

*****

Zhongyuan Zhongya left after completing the task of assisting in solving the case.When I came home at night, I found Yue sitting on the sofa with her long hair loose, holding the remote control in her hand.

On TV, it was the upright policeman who was being interviewed by the media:

"The female victim and the male victim were a couple. They couldn't get it because of the love of a third party. For this reason, they deliberately stole the blue gemstone, which caused a misunderstanding between the two victims. Seeing that the gemstone was not effective for quick success the third time, they successively Killed male and female victims..."

The police's explanation was lengthy, and Nakaya stopped listening after listening for a while, hung his suit jacket on the hanger, walked over and sat down next to Yue.

"Why are you in the mood to watch the news?" Nakahara Zhongya picked up the red wine on the table and pulled the cork off with a bang, pouring himself a glass of red wine. "You can understand?"

"Treasures, stones." Yue said in short sentences: "It's very beautiful."

You're talking about sapphires.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook the liquid in the goblet, put it on his lips and took a sip, then raised his head calmly, and there happened to be a close-up of sapphire on the TV.

The deep blue gems are cut delicately and delicately, refracting the bright light in front of the camera, dazzling and eye-catching.

"It's really good." Zhong Yuanzhong also praised, but for the dead couple, the sapphire is not only a beautiful meaning, but also a symbol of their marital loyalty. "You like sapphires? I'll pick them out with you tomorrow."

No matter what the moon was like in the past, the current moon is still a little ghost. Perhaps children's nature likes shiny things.

In terms of money, Zhongyuan Zhong has never been stingy.

"no."

So yes or no?

What kind of strange sentence is this, Zhong Yuan turned his head amusedly, Yue suddenly leaned over, cupping Zhong Ye's cheek with his small, cold fingers.

The child who couldn't speak clearly said every word.

"Like your, yes, eyes."

Chuya Nakahara was stunned: A brat who doesn’t care about anything, pays attention to the news because the color is like his eyes?

- "The phone is coming, answer it quickly~"

Zheng Zhongyuan also felt that this is the sacred time for father and son (big mistake) (big mistake), a phone rang out of time, Zhong Yuanzhong also patted Yue on the head, and picked up the phone on the coffee table.

Sir Claremont?Calling at this time, is there any trouble?

Zhong Yuanzhong also answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

-"Investor!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, why did Mr. Claremont's tone of voice not seem to be asking for help, but rather asking for help?

Boyfriend, have you reached rebellious puberty again?

"What?" Zhongya Nakahara still couldn't figure it out, but after getting along for so long, he couldn't feel that Claremont had a lovely and gentle character under his rebellious and stubborn appearance.

The virtue of always finding his way back after being deflated, is so arrogant and rebellious that he is extremely cute.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also thinking, when Yue, who was sitting beside him coldly, came over, her two small arms stretched out to hug his waist, and her soft, porcelain-white face pressed against his chest.

Which one is this—?

There was doubt in Zhongyuan Zhongye's icy blue eyes, and he stroked Yue's hair with one hand.Sir Claremont was furious on the other end of the phone:

- "What did you say and asked me if I wanted gems, didn't you want to propose to me!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also slowly typed a "?": At that time, it was true that he wanted to give diamonds. Wasn't it you joking about the proposal?

This black pot can even be thrown on his head.

"Chuya, have you told many people about giving diamonds?"

"…………"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the silent and cold kid, and heard Sir Clement's questioning, feeling a little strange.

It's like a divorced bachelor (wrong) living with a child and preparing for a second marriage (big mistake), but his child and his second marriage partner compete with each other (big mistake)?

*****

"Jie Jie." Hisoka said: "It is also very distressing to have too many beautiful wives, why don't I kill them for you. Lord~ren~"

What a damn wife.

Hisoka, you can vent your dissatisfaction with the people around him who want to kill him, and say that you are thinking of him in such a lofty way, it is really hard work for you.

"You're welcome." Hisoka smiled darkly, "It's all master's training."

I thought it would solve the trouble after recovering it, but it turned out to be a complete mess. Your sinister voice and intentions don't mean to think about him at all.Both good and evil, born for fighting, perverted and pure, Hisoka became a tool man for the hearty battle.

It's really moving.

"..." Hisoka: Attacks on artifacts are prohibited.

After Zhongyuan Zhong also dealt with Hisoka, he turned his head and decisively took the measure of retreating towards the tsundere boy, with a slightly teasing voice at the end: "Does the boy want to become a regular?"

Sure enough, the aggressive little boy on the other end of the phone fell silent.

When he spoke again, he turned back to the little bombshell who turned up his volume to cheer himself up because of a guilty conscience.

- "How can I!! I just can't accept being lied to!!"

Yes yes yes, good good good.

Although Mr. Claremont's intelligence can quickly realize that he is provoking him, and he will definitely become angry afterwards, but the little guy's arrogant and particularly easy-to-handle character is really cute and rebellious.

"I understand." Zhong Yuanzhong also falsely echoed: "But you also know that I am deeply infatuated with my leader, and I did not hesitate to find a bad boy for this. I love him so much——"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, even lying in front of a boy is a bit disgusting, and he can't continue acting.But after he finished speaking, he found that the temperature in his apartment gradually dropped.

Yue, who was still in his arms, got out of his arms, her silver-purple eyes were cold, and even Hisoka, who was smiling strangely with a blurred background, fell silent, and was inexplicably different from the silent little fried hair on the other end of the phone. tacit agreement.

What's even weirder is——

Yue/Mr. Claremont/Hisso: "What if he dies?"

"??????"

Nakahara Chuya: It seems that he has inadvertently made many enemies for the leader by himself?

*****

When Nakahara Chuya dismissed them with a few words, it was past ten o'clock in the blink of an eye. Nakahara Zhongya rubbed his forehead and arranged Yue in the other room, took a bath and went to bed.

Sir Claremont,

When I saw him for the first time, he was wearing work clothes. His thin shoulders were thin and tall, and he could vaguely see his stubbornness and unyieldingness from his stubborn and straight back.Those blue eyes were arrogant and rebellious, but they were surprisingly bright, clear and bright under the dim light, a color that had not been polluted.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes, looking at the dark ceiling in the dark, very much like his 15-year-old self who was so confused and couldn't find himself when he first met Mr. Claremont.

night fight.

It seems that he doesn't care about anything and is doing nothing.Only the pair of shining lights embellished the pupils into beautiful blue cat pupils with a bit of indifference and cynical teasing, seemingly stubborn but unexpectedly revealing a transparent indifference that can see through people's hearts.

It looks like a wild cat with an innocent appearance, but the nails on its fleshy paws are particularly sharp.

Contact from time to time because of the same divinity and transparency of worldly affairs.

now--

Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his heart, he seemed to be gradually able to see himself in the past because of the people around him, Zhong also closed his eyes in the dark.

Hisoka.

A psycho who was born to fight, took him back to avoid trouble, but seemed to be nothing but demonic whispers and trying to kill everyone around him.

It seems that there is nothing to do except make noise.

and the month—

Central Plains was also sorting out the messages of several people, and the closed eyelids opened in vain. The cold eyes were startlingly bright in the darkness, and they looked coldly at Mr. Clown who was almost close to him. Has flaming hair, powdered face, painted weird patterns

The slender golden eyes were burning with excitement, and they were perverted and sickly.

Zhong Yuanzhong could also feel the thin and sharp poker face pressed against his neck artery, just a little force could cut his carotid artery, and the blood would stain the white quilt cover red.

"Mr. Fruit Farm is really unwilling to give up."

"It's not so much that I don't give up, it's better to say that I came here to kill Little Apple." Mr. Clown smiled, "Compared to being killed by me like this, you should choose to fight with me, right? It's not good for me to hold a poker card to your throat, lord."

The last two words are really frivolous and teasing.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his lips slightly, his long and narrow eyes were oblivious to the squinting posture and the curved look at the end of the eyes, leaving only the cold brows and eyes with an imperceptible deterrence. "You probably forgot that there is a third option."

Hisoka's eyes slightly bent: "Oh?"

The two people in the darkness got very close, and Chuya maintained his posture lying on the bed. Hisoka, who was completely transparent, lay on the head of the bed and bent down to talk to him, without looking at the sharp poker card that Hisoka held between his two fingers. , seems to be a very ambiguous scene.

It's just that the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air didn't subside in the slightest because of the soft words of the two of them.

Instead, it intensified.

At this moment, there was a "snap" sound from the window on the window sill, and the cool night wind poured in from the open window, blowing away the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.Yato appeared on the window sill wearing a dark striped samurai uniform.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that besides the connection between the gods and the divine weapon, the divine weapon will stab its master if it has evil thoughts, and cause a curse like an eyeball on the master. If it is serious, it will kill the god."

Hisoka raised his brows high, and he could see that he was very satisfied with this.

-"boom."

After Hisoka showed a strong interest in this, Chuya's bedroom was roughly opened, Yue stood coldly in front of the door, his long silver-white hair was messed up by the violent wind, and his silver-purple eyes were too cold nod.

"God has fallen?"

Yue, who is connected with her master, can really sense the movements around her.

"Calm down, Yue." Nakahara Chuya said: "Yato said that the artifact can stab the master, I have checked it through a certain information dealer long ago-otherwise why do you think Hisoka keeps repeating it? San's intention to kill the people around me, but I'm fine?"

Everyone was stunned.

As a god, Yato reacted the fastest: "You mean Hisoka can't influence you? Impossible!"

Do you have to be so surprised, Little Wildcat?

"Not only that. Because Hisoka and I come from different worlds, not only the artifact cannot affect the master—" Nakahara Chu also chuckled: "It's also because I am a god, and there are restrictions on my artifact."

"Word spirit?" Hisoka repeated: "Restraint?"

"For example." Zhong Yuanzhong also shouted: "Go away!"

Before Hisoka could react, his body flew out after Zhongya gave the order!Hit against a solid wall.

"??????"

Hisoka: What the hell?