King of 25 Cubs

"Did you smell something?"

As soon as Zhong Yuanzhong asked this question full of anticipation, he saw Tiaoye Caiju's expression cracked.

As if he smelled something unpleasant, his whole face was almost contorted, and he threw the wallet out violently. Before he could say anything, he took a few steps back like lightning, took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and took out a small spray bottle Air freshener in a box, spray and spray around yourself.

Silently watching the other party's series of operations, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was holding the wallet, also blinked, with a confused face: "???"

"Why do you want to tarnish my precious sense of smell?! Is the person you are looking for a poisonous mushroom growing in a trash can? It stinks!"

Tiaoye's words were quite blunt, and Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to get angry when he suddenly reacted:

"You're the poisonous mushroom in the trash can... Wait? The wallet was thrown in the trash can, but it was dry trash, and I've taken it to a leather cleaner for cleaning."

Zhongyuan Zhong also put the wallet to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then asked puzzled, "There's no smell?"

"I said yes, so there is."

Tiaoye Caiju pinched his nose and let out a sigh.

"You say there is it." Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows, and put the wallet back into his pocket without any distaste: "Then do you smell Matilda's smell?"

"The smell of the trash can is so strong that it covers up all other smells." Tiaoye Caiju's face was very bad: "Anyway, I can't smell it."

"Tch, I thought you were so powerful." Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered: "So it's nothing."

Tiaoye Caiju said in a gloomy tone, "Do you want to die? I don't mind giving you a ride."

"Huh? I should be the one who said this. Do you want to fight?"

Just as Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to roll up his arms and sleeves, he suddenly remembered what kind of place it was, so he could only purse his lips in the end.

"Forget it this time." He put his hands on his hips and said in an unhappy tone, "Hey, I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to involve passers-by."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

After walking a long way, he took out his wallet again, frowned and sniffed it again, muttering softly: "How can it smell..."

Until Nakahara Chuya's figure completely disappeared into the setting sun, Tiao Ye Caiju could no longer perceive the other party's position, and the disgust and provocative exaggeration on his face were instantly wiped away.

The shade of the whirling tree fell on his expressionless and indifferent face. Under the swaying of the wind, the light and shadow shifted and changed unpredictablely.

After a long time, Tiaoye Caiju put down the handkerchief.

"Matilda?" He said slowly, and said to himself, "How many secrets do you have that I don't know?"

He hooked the corner of his lower lip, took out his cell phone, and dialed Michizo Tachihara, who was undercover in Mafia at the port.

"Hey, Liyuan? Find someone for me..."

·

Dusk is approaching, and the setting sun dyes everything into a persimmon-like orange.

Masaharu Nioh and I walked side by side in the amusement park, and when the evening wind blew, I shivered.

"Why is it suddenly a little cold?"

I clutched my windbreaker tightly.

Nioh Masaharu glanced over, and joked in a long, lazy voice: "It's almost June, and you still wear so much, I'm really sorry for the genes of your fighting nation."

"Should a fighting nation have to resist freezing?" I pinched my collar tremblingly: "I just need to know how to fight bears."

"Wow, have you ever fought a bear?"

"No." I thought for a while, and then added: "But our social goose is invincible!"

Masaharu Nioh caressed his chin and fell into memories: "When I mentioned the big goose in society, I suddenly remembered that when I was in elementary school in the south, there was a family who raised a big goose in the yard on the way to school. The little boy who was in the same class as me at that time I like the girl from that family, so I asked me to help deliver the love letter, and even sent it to the other party's window."

I casually asked, "Has the love letter been successfully delivered?"

"No, I was bitten by a big goose just after I turned over the yard. From then on, I held a grudge against that big goose, and even called a group of buddies to beat up his goose."

King Ren spread his hands and said with emotion: "You were so childish in elementary school."

I think this story is a bit familiar: "What happened next?"

"In the end, our partnership was not as good as other geese. Not only were we bitten badly, but we were also chased to the brim. It was extremely embarrassing."

I quickly interjected: "Then you challenged three times in a row, and lost to Big Goose every time. Before you challenged for the fourth time, the girl moved, didn't she?"

Nioh Masaharu suddenly turned his head and looked at me: "How do you know?!"

Seeing my blank expression, he instantly understood: "You can't be that heroine, can you?"

"Hehe." I raised my eyelids and looked at the young man beside me: "I didn't expect that we used to be alumni."

"Does this count as being connected by a thousand miles, and cherish this relationship?"

Nioh Masaharu was speechless for a moment after finishing speaking, and suddenly asked me: "Where's the goose?"

I scratched my head: "I stewed it, it's quite fragrant."

Nioh Masaharu gave a "tsk", as if he had a toothache: "You are really a werewolf."

I have a little impression of this incident. I was seven years old at the time, and I had just started elementary school and hadn't moved to Yokohama.

I always thought that those boys would trouble my goose because they didn't like me, but it turned out that the reason was to send love letters.

I held out my hand to King Ni: "Where's the love letter?"

"I don't know where it fell when I was chased by a big goose." Masaharu Nioh stared wide-eyed: "It's been so many years, how could it be possible to keep it!"

Then he thought about it again, pinched his chin and said thoughtfully: "If you really want, I can imitate the elementary school chicken and write you a letter."

I turned my head to look at him stiffly: "If you didn't say this in my face, I might still be quite moved."

The phone rang suddenly, I took out the phone, saw the caller ID of "Kise Ryota" on the screen, and said to Nioh: "It should be over there, you can call your partner."

After speaking, I connected Kise's call.

"Xiao Yuka, Xiao Yuka, did you see the message I sent?"

"Well... just saw it." I paused and explained, "It's okay, I know who that person is."

"Huh?" The boy on the other side of the phone was obviously surprised: "Is this someone Yuka knows? She looks very similar to you, almost exactly the same. Are you two sisters? But why didn't she say that when I called her Yugo?" refute?"

I scratched my hair and said nonsense: "Actually, it's related to the mission of the military and police. According to the rules, I can't explain the reason to you."

"It's okay, I understand!" Kise immediately responded with empathy: "I'm just afraid that someone will pretend to be Xiaoyuka and kidnap you to spoil your reputation. Since you know it well, I don't worry about it."

I said seriously, "Thank you, Kise."

Not long after Kise hung up, Kunikida called again.

"Hey, Xtep..."

"It's Dubu, Senior Sister." The other party paused, and then said solemnly: "Have you seen my message, Senior Sister? Someone pretended to be your identity and had close contacts with unknown dangerous people."

"Hey, the person pretending to be me is actually my apprentice. This is his first practice, and I'm following him not far away."

"It turns out that's the case, then I'm relieved."

I was a little curious: "How do you know that those people are dangerous people?"

"Two of them should be high school students, nothing to be afraid of, the remaining two..."

Kunikida hesitated for a moment, then said: "The one in black with an impatient expression on his face may be a Mafia. He has a very faint smell of gunpowder smoke. Although he doesn't speak much, when he does speak occasionally, there is more or less A bit of Mafia habits and lingo; as for the other one who keeps his eyes closed..."

Kunikida stopped talking, as if he was not sure: "My experience is not particularly rich, but my intuition tells me that he must have seen blood."

"Then do you think he belongs to the black side or the white side?" I asked with great interest.

"It's not like Baifang, so he shouldn't be a good person." Kunikida thought, "Could it be a serial murderer on the run?"

He muttered: "I'm going to look for the arrest warrant issued by the police."

A good military policeman was misunderstood as a prisoner by the investigators of the detective agency. I think Jono should reflect.

After finishing the call with Kunikida, Jono Choiju should be next.But it's strange that he hasn't looked for me, which makes me inexplicably a little uneasy.

Just when I was considering whether to take the initiative to call and ask, I heard the voice of a passerby——

"There was a murder case on the roller coaster. I heard it was an emotional entanglement. That man's head was cut off!"

"It is said that high school student detective Shinichi Kudo is also there."

"Wow, will the case be solved on the spot? Let's go and have a look?"

"No, it's scary!"

……

Masaharu Nioh hadn't removed his makeup yet, so he turned his head and looked at me, as if saying with his eyes: I'm going, I'm going!

I waved my hand: "I won't go, I'll wait for you at the door."

Probably because he was afraid that I would be bored, when Nioh Masaharu got there, he used a Bluetooth headset to broadcast the scene with me in real time.

"The scene was stopped by a yellow line, but a police officer knew you and put me in directly. He also said that he was very grateful to you for the Cangwang incident last time, and he would have died without you."

"I saw that Kudo Shinichi, I only saw it in newspapers before... so he has a girlfriend."

"Little master, your identity is really easy to use! You can go anywhere without hindrance. I said I wanted to see the physical evidence collected at the scene, and the policeman showed it to me without saying a word."

I threatened him ferociously: "It's easy to use, but don't use it casually. I have many enemies and I will tell you!"

"I know, you should also be careful, in case you are bumped into by that Zhongyuan Zhongye."

I think Nioh Masaharu is a poisonous milk, as soon as he finished speaking, I was caught by Chuya Nakahara!

"Hey, I'm looking for you, we haven't exchanged contact information yet—" Before he finished speaking, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly stopped, frowning and looking at me.

"Why did you change your clothes in such a short while?"

He raised his eyebrows and said in a puzzled tone, "You still wear sunglasses and a mask?"

I:"……"

Ah, to suffer!

"No way, did you really meet that Central Plains Chuya?"

Nioh Masaharu on the opposite side of the headset laughed unkindly: "What's this called? You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day."

I:"……"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at me, his expression more and more confused, before he became completely suspicious, I quickly made up for it: "I was a little hot before I saw you, so I put my coat on the service desk."

I unbuttoned the long black trench coat outside and showed him the white sweater inside.

Fortunately, I changed clothes when I went out. Nioh is wearing a white sweater with a style similar to mine today. I inadvertently covered the embroidered logo on my chest with my hand; the pants are ordinary jeans, the color is different, but the difference is not the same. big.

As for the difference in height, Zhong Yuanzhong is also shorter than us, so we shouldn't be able to notice it for a while.

"Really?" Zhong Yuanzhong said noncommittally: "Give me your contact information, so that I can find you next time."

I waved my hand with a dry smile: "You don't need the phone number, are you going to use me to fish like today?"

"After all, the person hasn't been found yet." Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head and took out his mobile phone: "Don't dawdle, the phone number, hurry up."

"Actually, I think, if she doesn't find out this time, maybe she doesn't want to come out." I said hesitantly: "Why don't you use another method?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head expressionlessly, and looked at me with sea-like blue eyes without any emotion. Such an expression rarely appeared on his face, and he looked extremely indifferent.

"Isn't it just a phone number? After all, we are partners now. What are you resisting?"

This time I didn't say anything, just gave him a string of numbers.

If he continued, he would probably suspect me.

Just after exchanging contact information, something happened to Masaharu Nioh again.

"Little master... you are also poisoned milk?"

King Ren's low voice came: "I seem to have really met your enemy. The other party looked at me as if he was going to tear me apart."

my enemy?Still want to tear me apart?

Who is this?

"That... my friend suddenly asked me for something, let's talk about it another day."

I dropped this sentence, waved my back to Nakahara Chuya, and hurried to find King Ni.

It was completely dark now.

At the beginning of the day, the colorful lights flowed, and the laughter and hustle and bustle of the night tourists were instantly left behind by me.

"What are the characteristics of the other party?"

"Wearing black clothes, long silver hair, and a square-faced subordinate wearing sunglasses... Ah, he walked towards me."

I gasp for breath.

This description... so fucking like gin and vodka!

What are they doing in the amusement park?dating?

Sure enough, gin and vodka are king? ? ?

I said solemnly, "King Ni, run immediately!"

"what?"

"Stop it. If you want to save your life, run to a crowded place. Don't be caught by them. You can delay it as long as you can. I'll save you now."

I took out my phone and quickly found Nioh's real-time location.

The other side has started to run, and I even heard the howling wind.

The exclamation from the crowd, the cursing of the booth being overturned, and Nioh Masaharu's shout: "If you want to claim compensation, go to those two men in black", all came to me through the earphone.

"clever."

I have a compliment.

"Thank you for the compliment." King Ren asked me slightly panting, "What are these two people looking for, Yuguo or litchi?"

"Yuko."

"Can't I tell them I'm Gaosui Lizhi?"

"It's useless, that silver-haired one is even more werewolf than me, and will kill you directly."

"What the hell are they doing?! Kill people if they say they want to kill? Little master, how did you get into such a devil?"

Nioh Masaharu's tone was quite broken: "My experience of this day is almost as wonderful as the past few years!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard Gin's deep voice from the earphones: "Coca-Cola."

"Alas... I failed and was blocked by them."

Masaharu Nioh said in a low voice with regret: "I was a little panicked when I ran, and I was chased into the alley."

"Scared?" I asked.

"It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid, but..."

Facing the approaching gunpoint, Nioh Masaharu raised his hands nervously, and smiled: "Little master is so powerful, he will definitely save me."

Gin opened the safety catch and sneered.

"Who are you talking to? Is it too late to call for rescue?"

"It's not too late." I bent my lips and said into the microphone, "King Ni, look up."

The moment the boy raised his face, I jumped off the roof.

Gin raised his head alertly, his pupils constricted suddenly.

I slammed my knee hard on the opponent's shoulder, bent my leg and hooked his neck. While rotating my body, I used my body weight and the force of my fall to press Gin Jiu onto the hard concrete floor.

The shot originally aimed at Nioh Masaharu hit the wall directly, and the bullet was deeply embedded in the brick wall.

Footsteps sounded from far to near, and Vodka appeared at the alley: "Boss!"

I squatted down, pressed Gin's back with my legs, turned my wrist, took Gin's pistol, pointed the gun at the back of Gin's head: "Vodka, stand there and don't come over."

Vodka paused and froze in place.

Gin's hat rolled to the side, and his smooth silver hair spread out. He struggled to lift me up, and at the same time, he pulled the end of the hair that was trampled by me while exerting force on his upper body.

He was quite bald, and the whole wig was pulled off by himself.

In the dark alley, only Gin's head is the brightest star.

Gin: "..."

Me: "Pfft."

I easily kneeled him down again.

"I said gin, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you bald?"

As the culprit who caused the other party's baldness, I pretended I didn't know anything, and continued to say leisurely: "Or you were bald before, but you just wore the wig all the time and no one noticed?"

Gin gave up struggling, he turned his head to look at me, and the malice in his single eyes became more profound.

"You're still alive." His tone was cold.

"Thanks to you." I said with a smile, turned my gun without looking back, and shot at Vodka who was trying to sneak around behind Nioh Masaharu to ambush.

The pistol was equipped with a silencer and made a slight "pop" sound, and the bullets in a line flew to Vodka's feet, splashing gravel and dust, drawing a boundary that must not be crossed.

Vodka can only hold back.

"I told you to stand there and not move." I shook my head and said calmly, "Why are you disobedient?"

I sighed, turned my head, and deliberately called out my pseudonym: "Gaosui Lizhi, stand beside me."

Niwang was slightly stunned, and then walked obediently to my side.

"Have you ever played with a real gun?" I asked casually.

I remember that Nioh Masaharu has a lot of hobbies, such as tennis disguise, sewing, shooting darts, and even self-made trick props, so versatile.

In addition to these, this guy will do a good job of review and preview every day, and his self-discipline is comparable to Kunikida.

Nioh Masaharu touched the tip of his nose: "I've played the real CS."

I threw the gun in my hand into King Ni's arms: "I'll see you off."

"Is this... possession of guns illegal?"

I blinked: "Oh, I forgot."

I really forgot.

I took the gun back from Nio's hand, put it in my pocket, and said to Qin Jiu: "The gun is confiscated, you are under arrest."

As I said that, I took out a pair of shiny silver "big bracelets" from my pocket—ever since I was an undercover military police officer, I always have a pair of handcuffs in my pocket.

Gin sneered, his voice tinged with sarcasm: "Yuko Takaho, are you addicted to police games?"

I stood still and wrote lightly: "Look at what you said, how fresh! I was originally a military policeman."

As soon as I put on the gin, the sky suddenly began to rain stones without warning, crackling, almost smashing my head.

I pulled Nio's back collar and backed away quickly, Gin also temporarily ignored, and turned to stare at the exit of the alley.

A black figure appeared under the streetlight.

It is also in the Central Plains.

Nioh Masaharu covered his face and murmured: "The poisonous milk is really not my fault..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head and walked over slowly, the brim of his hat and bangs blocked half of his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But now, he is probably very angry, where the pair of leather shoes stepped, one step at a time.

The earth seemed to be in deep fear, it began to tremble, and even cracked a very thin gap, winding to my feet like a snake.

"At the beginning, I felt something was wrong, and sure enough..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head abruptly, with dark clouds rolling over his face.

He glanced at Nioh, and when he looked at me again, his voice was gnashing his teeth: "Takaho Yuka, right? You were playing tricks on me before, right?"

"..." I cleared my throat, looking as steady as an old dog: "You got it wrong, in fact, my name is Gaosui Watermelon."

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感谢在2020-04-1904:33:46~2020-04-2113:33:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 flower at dawn;

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