[Overlord Lover] Black Rosevil Ⅱ

When the water dragon woke up, Mousse had already left.There was a post-it note beside the bed, which simply stated that she still had a case to investigate, and the room fee was paid by the almighty and very scary organizer, and the water dragon could leave with a big swagger.Remember to thank the organizer for her.

The water dragon sighed, the organizer, right?

Stepping into the Dragon King Club, the water dragon will welcome the baptism of fireworks.

A large banner hung in the center of the originally solemn hall - "Congratulations to happy eating madam and eating happy!"

Speechlessly looking at the group of gossip-looking psychopaths under the banner, the water dragon touched his forehead and sighed lightly.

Huanglong is definitely not in Hong Kong.He doesn't have the guts to be with this group of people.

only--

"Nothing happened to us. Sorry."

Amidst the heart-piercing doubts of that group, Shuilong still laughed.

Whenever he encounters something that he doesn't know how to express, he solves everything with a smile.Then, he returned to his office in the Dragon King Society and looked through the documents on the table.

His gaze fell on the paper, but his thoughts flew far away into the sky.

He thought of Mousse.

He also thought of that afternoon several years ago, when he accompanied his elder brother to visit a rich man.On the way home, I ran into a gang fight. One of the gang was injured, but if he didn't get treated in time, or moved his body at will, that person was only one step away from death.But this group of people will not swagger into the hospital.

It was a gunshot wound after all.

will alert the police.

At that time, my brother was so frightened that his legs were sore that he almost climbed into the car.

He was going to get in the car—it wouldn't be good for him to have too much involvement with such people.

One foot is already on the car.

"Doctor, Ren Ye."

Grandpa's voice sounded in his head.

The foot that had stepped on the car was retracted like this.

He saved the man.Just because that person is a living human being and has life.Just because of this.Finding fault with patients is not what a doctor should do.

Just because of this.

And because of this, not long after, he had his own hospital.

With another identity.

"Water Dragon." Huanglong gave him this name.

"Why use 'water'?" He was curious at the time.

Huanglong said, because water is the source of all things.

A large part of the blood that supports human life is water.Doctors are also doing things to extend people's lives, so it's more appropriate to call him "water".

Thinking back, it really seemed like a sarcasm.

He who should continue human life has now become a "water dragon" and is involved in the affairs of the Black Empire.And some of the things "water dragons" do, even if they don't do it themselves, will probably take the lives of others.

From the very beginning, he was very clear.

But the temptation is too great.

A hospital, a hospital of its own.

With the hospital, I can fulfill the agreement with my grandfather and make up for the debt in my heart.

That way, being a "water dragon" is no big deal.

He thought that he could continue to be a "water dragon" until the "Dragon King Club" disappeared completely.After all, he has experienced so many things since he became a member of the Dragon King Society.

Time flies, everything is very different from when he first came in.

So far, Huanglong has turned most of its properties into casinos that exist in specific locations allowed by law.

Plus there is never yellow and poison involved.Dragon King Club seems to be innocent.

But only it seems.

Black is black.

Never be white.

But he doesn't care.

Whether it is completely white or not is not important.

Then, Mousse appeared.

At the beginning, Huanglong asked him how to deal with it. At that time, he swore that he was just playing with Mousse, and he was not a fool, and he had no interest in self-torture.

like?I do.

But liking doesn't mean being willing to give everything to get it.

There are so many important things in the world, and love is just one of them.

To him at that time, that was the most inconspicuous thing.

Love comes and goes, love to death, this kind of thing is like a funny story.It's like he supported, but he didn't understand where Dilong had the courage to stand by Ning Ning's side in the face of Huanglong's death threat.

In his eyes, the black dragon's persistence is more like a joke.

Love is an anesthetic.

In the effect of the medicine, he was fascinated.

After the effect of the medicine, I was at a loss.

Really sober, recall, but sneer.

Love is just that kind of thing.

However, the complex side of human nature clamors that there is no absolute in everything.

Sanity will also fail.

Last night, after Mousse fell asleep, he sat by the bed and looked at the sky.

At first, the cloud covered the moon. If it weren't for the light source built by human beings, everything in the world would fall into deep darkness.But later, the cloud left, and it turned out to be a full moon, and the moon hanging in the sky cast a clear light, dazzlingly bright.

In the light, he developed timidity.

The timidity of facing the light.

He hasn't done "happy" in a long time.

He's just a "water dragon".

He is a man afraid of the light.

Someone poked him lightly.

The water dragon came back to his senses and withdrew from the endless chaos.In the hall, those colorful flowers, those banners, and the hydrogen balloons floating around are all gone.While tidying up, the black dragon watched Fenglong and Dilong quarrel with mocking eyes.

It was Fire Dragon who stabbed him.

"Are you all right? I was busy last night?" Fire Dragon was a little nervous.

The water dragon smiled.

last night...

As soon as he saw the pair of red-soled shoes full of rivets, he knew who the so-called "organizer" was.When Mousse got the room card, he was already drunk, but thinking about it, the waiter holding the room card respectfully was probably a fire dragon.

Fire Dragon's camouflage skills are very good. In that case, Mousse will not pay special attention, and it is normal not to recognize it.

"No, actually I want to thank you for your arrangement. I have figured out some things." Shuilong smiled again as a response.

He and Mousse, probably like the moonlight and lights last night, were entangled together briefly, but with the arrival of the first ray of sunshine, they also dispersed.

What's more, what he did last night was a betrayal to Mousse.

Water Dragon learned about the investigation from Mousse from the very beginning, so at this juncture, he would naturally stay away from Black Dragon.However, last night he had an urgent matter and needed to meet Heilong.

Only a few people in the Dragon King Society know his identity.

Therefore, Shuilong accepted the invitation and made an appointment with Heilong to attend the reception of the rich businessman.In this way, the two of them can connect "naturally".But downstairs, when he drove up, he recognized Mousse who was dressed up at a glance.

Mousse used a pseudonym.

Mousse would dress like this, and sneak into the venue under a fake name, naturally for the purpose of investigation.Investigating the reception will only be investigating the black dragon.

The water dragon notified the black dragon in time.

The black dragon who just arrived downstairs immediately walked away with Xinhuan.

After waking up in the middle of the night, Shuilong learned about Donald from Mousse...

"You are not wrong." Shuilong closed the folder and smiled a little easily.

Everyone is right.

Mousse is not wrong either.

It was him who was at fault.

Those feelings between him and her are probably like fireworks, blooming gorgeously and dazzlingly beautiful.

But after it is extinguished, it leaves only the scent of burnt gunpowder, which is scattered with the wind.

(~o~)~zZ

Mousse went to report to the horse sir, and briefly reported the terrible reality that he didn't ask any important news in the entertainment industry.By the way, I asked about Sir Ma's investigation. To my surprise, Sir Ma did not investigate anything.

This result was not surprising at all. From the dodging eyes of the members of Ma Sir's team, Mousse speculated that they should have found out something very important.

Only they won't tell her.

It's probably because when Mu Si and Madam Zhou's team investigated, most of the credit for the anti-pornography team fell on her.Because of this reason, it is also reasonable to be jealous by others.

Mousse can only comfort himself, being jealous is also a kind of growth.

Therefore, the whole morning was just a simple meeting.After the meeting, Sir Ma sent Mousse to continue investigating the entertainment circle.

What Mousse thought about was how to talk to Donald.

After talking with Ami, she was even more sure that the key to the matter must be in Donald's hands.

However, Donald got the photo he wanted, so he probably won't cooperate with her right now.

Just thinking about how to deal with it, Donald called.

He said bluntly on the phone that the deal was going ahead and that he would tell Mousse about Coco.Before, he asked Mousse to exchange the police's inside information, but now, Donald decided to tell everything. He didn't want any inside information, he just wanted Mousse to help him do something.

Donald, who regards news as his life, doesn't want news?

So, what does he want now?And what is more important than the inside information of the police?

Out of curiosity, Mousse still went to the agreed coffee shop.

Before she went, she imagined a lot of ways to deal with Donald, but when she saw Donald with his unkempt face and beard almost twisted into a ball, she was still a little scared.

Something must have happened.

Donald said his job was completely ruined.

"So, which star have you complained about?" While drinking coffee, Mousse felt relieved, it was normal for this kind of thing to happen to Donald.

But Donald looked disdainful, "Artists who have the guts to complain to me probably want their nude photos and bed photos to occupy the front page tomorrow."

Mousse: "I suddenly feel that people like you don't deserve to be beaten to death."

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Since it's not from the entertainment industry, does that mean that those photos about the black dragon that Donald took yesterday were taken back by the owner of the photos?

"how do you know!"

Mousse's eyes slanted slightly, "Deduction."

Donald's latest investigation was the black dragon, and he only got the most important evidence when something happened at this juncture, and it was obvious who did it.She took out her notebook and pen.

With a sigh, Donald began a lengthy complaint.

When Donald returned home yesterday, he copied the photos that had to be heavily mosaiced to the computer, lit a cigarette, poured a glass of beer, and described in detail the whole process of the indescribable events that happened in the car , and gave this report, which can be called meat~, a shocking, erotic title.

Just as he was preparing for the second revision, he was attacked, and Donald was knocked unconscious to the ground by the intruder.

Wake up and everything is ruined.

Mousse thought for a while, "You fainted the whole time?... No, then you saw the attacker? It doesn't matter if you didn't see the face."

Sometimes traits are more valuable than looks in surveys.

Donald thought for a long time before saying two words.

"Smoke. Girly smoke."

Mousse wrote it down, but found it interesting.The words and sentences used by people engaged in writing work are really different from ordinary people.

"Sissy smoke"?

Donald also smokes, and he is an old smoker who smells like smoke all over his body. Is it understandable that he described the intruder in this way—the smell of smoke on the person who invaded his house is different from that of ordinary old smokers. Is the taste acceptable to women?

"Is there any cigarette butt left?"

"No, but he's smoking a different brand than I am. I can smell it. I'm sure it's an expensive cigarette, and I can't afford one, so I don't have any butts like that at home."

"What other characteristics?"

After thinking hard for a long time, Donald shook his head.In a daze, I only saw that person turn on his computer. The computer seemed to be remotely controlled by someone, and soon there was a mess of characters.Finally, the person plugged in a USB flash drive, turned on the USB flash drive, and started.

That's all Donald remembers.

Mousse probably understood the behavior of the intruder.

The intruder first asked "someone" to remotely control Donald's computer, followed Donald's usual work route left on the computer to sneak into all his accounts, and hacked all the data.Completely destroy the account.Erase all traces of the account.

Then, insert the virus U disk.

start up.

Donald lost everything.

The police's superb technicians could probably recover a little bit of information from Donald's computer.But the premise is that they will help. However, no technical staff will care about the gossip in Donald's hands.

Mousse naturally led the question to the next point. Donald is a reporter, and he knows how to do certain things, so, "You should have checked the surveillance at your place, right? No intruders were photographed at all?"

"No."

It's normal, the people sent by the Dragon King Society will be photographed to be a ghost.

But what Mousse couldn't understand was that since Donald was able to capture the explosive scene of the black dragon and go home smoothly, he was naturally not discovered by the black dragon.

Then, why in the middle of the night, the black dragon suddenly asked someone to destroy everything?

Don't bother?

unless--

Someone knew about this and notified the black dragon.

"Did you tell anyone about the black dragon photo you took?"

"Only madam you."

Mousse thought for a while, "Where did you call?"

"Public restroom. It was just me."

What are the chances of being accidentally overheard by someone related to the Dragon King Society in a public restroom with no outsiders and telling the Black Dragon to destroy everything?

Donald seemed to understand a little bit, he lowered his voice, "Who did you tell this to?"

"Of course only I know." Mousse said.

She lied.Since it doesn't help, it doesn't seem to matter whether you tell the truth or not.Anyway, she is the one investigating, as long as she knows the truth.

Although he was dubious, Donald didn't ask. For him, asking who leaked the secret was more important than catching the saboteur and taking revenge.If the latter succeeds, it is natural to ask who the leaker is from the mouth of the saboteur.

"So, Miss Mu, I can tell you everything! About Coco. In exchange, you have to find out who stole my photo and destroyed all my data about the black dragon!! It must be the black dragon's subordinates Yes! It must be!"

Mousse knows this too.

However, Mousse believes that the intruder will not leave any evidence against him, which can be inferred from the fact that he even took away the cigarette butts.There is a contradiction here. To do such a thing and enter the house swaggeringly with a cigarette in his mouth, ordinary thieves would not have the guts.Therefore, that person must not leave any evidence behind.

Glancing at Donald, Mousse let out a long sigh.

In fact, even if there was evidence, it was probably completely destroyed by Donald.

Probably the only way to find out the truth is from the leaker.

Mousse knew who to look for.

Donald was also ready to tell what he knew, which Mousse couldn't ask no matter how hard he asked, about Coco.

He lit a cigarette.

"Actually, I knew about it almost two years after Coco's debut, but at that time, she was just a beautiful little model. Those things are not important."

Mousse thought for a while, "Because it's not important to investigate the black dragon?"

"No. In fact, I could have used that incident to threaten Coco and force her to expose the black dragon's whereabouts. But—Miss Mu, maybe you don't believe it. But in fact, although I don't know whether I have a bottom line in my career. But as a Man, I have my own limits."

Donald took a deep breath, and the waiter at the coffee shop hurried over to emphasize that this is a non-smoking coffee shop.He stubbed out his cigarette. "I think we should move somewhere else."

It was working time now, and there weren't too many people on the street. After finding a remote place and making sure that there was no one else around, Donald lit another cigarette.

"That girl is not a virgin." Of course he said Coco.

Mousse was in a fog for a moment.

Coco has a gold master, and the black dragon doesn't seem to be the master of asceticism.

Why would Donald go out of his way to say this?

"No, I mean, the girl wasn't a virgin long before she entered the circle."

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