Peach Blossom Debt

The one caught in the back was Bei Guran, who was wearing flat shoes and shrunk slightly.

This is of course - Bei Guran can't play the state of being chased and panicked - she is sober and calm all the time, let alone bend her lips to smile softly, let alone play a gentle girl.

"I've always won the bet." Bei Guran didn't care about his neck, "And I don't have to act."

"If you don't have to show your poor acting skills, I won't agree." Ma Cangruo said rather displeased, "You can just look at others with the usual eyes, and cooperate with me to tell us lines prepared in advance."

That cold gaze that pierces through others is the most indifferent and terrifying thing.

Especially when she put on the pure black contact lenses, her eyes became big and dead, seemingly without focus, with an inorganic indifference that made people shudder.

"And this operation is too risky. Taking this mafia gang's lair as the setting point, if we don't keep up with the person who took you away and rush to find out the whole situation one step ahead, this plan will not be implemented at all." Du Bian Youwei said coldly, "No matter how accurate your intuition is, it is only a guess and a hunch. If something happens, it will be a problem that no one can react to."

"If none of you are useful, I will naturally have plan B." Bei Guran said with a cold expression, not caring about Asakura Waka's evaluation and Watanabe Yumi's attitude.

"It's still very dangerous. If Makoto Ayase wasn't so weak, he wouldn't have strangled you to death—" Ruo Asakura pursed his lips, and his voice was as clear as broken ice, "You never said that you wanted to change because of expectations. until he commits violence."

"If it hadn't been changed, you would be unable to speak if you were strangled." Bei Guran said lightly, not seeming to care, she got up from the sofa, "It's almost time, you take care of the next thing, Taohua spring."

"This woman who doesn't know what to do!" Ma Cangruo was also very angry, but still turned his head, grabbed his long hair, and walked to the sofa.

And Bei Guran and Watanabe Youwei quickly squeezed out from the shadow of the corner, and disappeared after a few moments.

Asakura glanced at Makoto Ayase, his dark green eyes were extremely deep.

In the next second, Ma Cangruo fell quietly on the sofa, closed his eyes, and breathed lightly.

"Boom!!!" At the same time as he fell down, the door was slammed open forcefully.

"Don't move! Police!" A man in a police uniform rushed in with a gun, followed by a large number of heavily armed police officers.

"..." But seeing the situation in the dark room, everyone couldn't help but pause.

The girl lying on the sofa seemed to have already passed out.

And the sober young man didn't look sober either, squatting with his head in his arms and talking nonsense, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been greatly stimulated.

The police immediately handcuffed Makoto Ayase and searched the entire room.

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sunset.

On the street, a boy with short chestnut hair raised his face slightly in the street.

An urgent news break was broadcast on the big TV screens in the streets of Tokyo.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department cracked the astonishing disappearance case of street girls, and found all the missing girls in the lair of a gangster organization.The mastermind, Makoto Ayase, had a nervous breakdown for unknown reasons and wanted to commit suicide several times, so he was stopped by the police. It was found that although he was a bachelor with a high IQ, he had symptoms of mental disorders. A female body that has been dead for more than three weeks but is well preserved.

On the screen, all the escaped girls cried bitterly in the arms of their parents and family members.

Fuji Zhousuke saw Fuji Yuta walking towards him holding water from a distance.

"..." Fuji Yuta's eyes were full of confusion, presumably he saw the news report.

"Yuta, it seems to be a success." Fujisuke said.

Fuji Yuta turned his head, "I don't doubt that, those people are absolutely perverted." His expression was extremely unnatural, but he still felt obviously relieved.

He raised his eyes to look at the girls on the big screen, probably also thanking them for their escape.

Those perverts——

Fuji Yuta thought of the horror that spread from the bottom of his heart at that moment on Sunday night-how could he express the feeling of having a knife around his neck.

The feeling of the cold blade against his skin was extremely frightening, especially when the cold voice threatened Shimadani Yuka to tell everything about Konno Jun, he almost couldn't restrain the fear—even Fuji Shusuke later When explaining all this to him, he almost couldn't restrain his fear.

Those perverts——they even said that if Yuka Shimadani didn't say anything, he, Yuta Fuji, would have died there.

In order to get the information as quickly as possible—the Taohuashan people really used all the threats and lures, and the ruthless and cold-blooded tone even made his hair stand on end and his scalp tingled.

If it wasn't for saving those girls who disappeared on the street for no reason...and those girls might be caught for rescue/dating.

if not……

Fuji Yuta straightened his lips.

If even Peach Blossom Fan can't rescue those girls in a short time, I'm afraid no one can solve the case in such a short time.

Unknowingly, this idea was planted in his mind.

Fuji Yuta suddenly remembered something, frowned, and his face was not very good-looking, "So," he looked up at the big screen, "That Makoto Ayase's mental breakdown is really—"

"I'm afraid the peach blossom fan is fighting back in its own way—" Fuji Zhousuke said softly, his opened icy blue eyes flickering.

Fuji Yuta's expression paused.

Fuji Zhousuke looked at the uneasy and fearful expression of those girls on the screen when they threw themselves into the arms of their family members, "If this kind of thing is only sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment - those girls who suffered..."

Fujiyu was too silent.

Those girls who are suffering...how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart?How can we repay the debt owed to innocent people like them?

And for a person like Makoto Ayase who can commit crimes with high IQ—regardless of whether he really has a mental breakdown or not, and whether he is sober in the end—as long as he is regarded as a lunatic and locked up in a mental hospital, it is probably the worst punishment.

Maybe the leader of Taohuafan is a very gentle person, although he is very ruthless.

Fujisuke smiled faintly.

"I'll go back first." Fuji Yuta greeted Fuji Shusuke, then turned and left.

Fuji Shusuke was still standing on the street, his phone vibrated, he answered the phone, "Hello, Tezuka." He raised his head slightly, looking at the soft light of the setting sun, "...Well, it seems that you saw the news ..."

They talked for a while.

"No two." Among the noise of people coming and going on the street, a voice called out.

"Oishi, Kikumaru." Fuji Shusuke tilted his head slightly, hung up the phone, and saw Oishi Shuichiro and Kikumaru Eiji.

"It's finally over..." Oishi Shuichiro sighed deeply, glanced at the big screen, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I don't want to experience this kind of stimulation for the second time in my life." Eiji Kikumaru rubbed his face and said, "It's too scary..." He also rubbed his brow full of cold sweat.

"It can be regarded as a good deed. After all, the opponent is the one with high IQ, and the police will easily be found after following him." Fuji Zhousuke comforted, with a soft smile.

"The police are too cunning, it's obvious that this case was solved by a fan of peach blossoms." Eiji Kikumaru said a little unfairly.

"That's fine, the public security should be in the hands of adults." Oishi Shuichiro reached out and patted Kikumaru Eiji on the shoulder, "It's almost like a fantasy for our participation to get the consent of the police."

Eiji Kikumaru sighed softly, and was also grateful for a while, "It's great to be able to save them."

Oishi Shuichiro nodded.

"..." Fuji Zhouzhu glanced at the big screen again, looking at the girls crying in embarrassment, feeling inexplicably sad.He sighed softly, and murmured: "Probably someone from the Peach Blossom Fan can convince the police... and the police are helpless about this case... If it wasn't for the Peach Blossom Fan, these girls would have been killed if it was not for the Peach Blossom Fan." Spoiled..."

One step later, one day later—I am afraid that what I will see will not be these weeping girls, but poor people who have completely lost their souls and their future has been destroyed.

At such a beautiful age, in the years full of hopes and dreams, such outstanding women almost lost their lives.

How sad that would be.

——"This is a deal." The voice on the phone was cold and heartless.

——"Tezuka Kunimitsu, as the president of Qinggaku's student union, should be very aware of how many girls have disappeared from Qinggaku in the past few days."

He remembered the call Tezuka Kunimitsu received at the sushi restaurant last night.

Fujisuke's expression was indescribably complicated—probably because of this, Tezuka Kunimitsu, the president of the Seigaku Student Union, agreed to the deal proposed by Taohuashan—to help arrange the fake files for students to transfer.He could imagine how difficult this decision was for Tezuka Kunimitsu.And when they created the post that lured snakes out of their holes, they were even more apprehensive, not knowing whether it was right or wrong.

Afterwards, in order to avoid attracting the gangsters' attention, the entire Youth Tennis Club followed up in several directions, pretending that nothing happened, and at the same time provided the tracking information to the police-which caused great harm to their group of [-] and [-]-year-old teenagers. psychological pressure.

And the final result is obvious—the police solved the disappearance case, the girl was found before being spoiled, the mastermind had a mental breakdown due to unknown reasons, and the entire underworld organization involved was disintegrated when the police evidence was irrefutable.

Such a bold plan--such action beyond imagination, risk-taking, decisiveness, and quick cutting--it's hard to imagine that it was just a few junior high school students.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost this bet...

But they won.

And of this...

The peach blossom fan is really unfathomable.

……

The manhole cover of a deserted alley was suddenly opened from below.

Watanabe crawled out of it, stretched out his hand, and easily pulled Bei Guran up from below.

"..." Bei Guran came up slowly, stood firmly on the flat ground, and patted his skirt.

"Are you so sure that the lines you set in advance can make Ayase Makoto break down like that?" Watanabe asked suddenly while patting his clothes.

Bei Guran glanced at Yumi Watanabe.

"He doesn't look any better," Watanabe said.

"He will live." Bei Guran said indifferently, lowering his eyes slightly.

"All the telephones in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department are unavailable. In fact, Makoto Ayase did it, right?" Watanabe Yuwei asked, "Ah Ruo said that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has two alarm systems. If one is blocked, the other can be connected pass, in order to prevent accidental failures.”

Bei Guran tilted his head slightly, and thought for a while, "Makoto Ayase kidnapped several girls, provoked public outrage, and blocked the phone calls of the Metropolitan Police Department, probably out of resentment against the police and mocking the incompetence of the police." She glanced at the transition There was no doubt on his face before he continued to explain, "Konno Jun was probably in an accident after disappearing three weeks ago. Ayase Makoto didn't find her after calling the police. In the end, he found Konno Jun who had died by accident. —so resent the incompetence of the police.”

"Bei Guran, why do I feel that Makoto Ayase is mentally handicapped in front of you like an elementary school student, you can see through everything." Arimi Watanabe tilted his head, as if he just got out of the whole adventurous and bold plan Returning to his senses, he teased.

"When the two sides have the same conditions, the goddess of victory will only stand on the side that is prepared." Bei Guran said calmly, his voice was very soft, and his throat felt like it was being suppressed, "It's just intentional calculation without intention, I don't think he It is very weak, and the facts have proved that the hacker who stole the account is him."

Watanabe raised his eyebrows and put the manhole cover back.

Bei Guran's expression was calm, and he saw the long shadow with lowered eyelids, "Simple crime with high IQ - refers to the abduction and kidnapping on the street without leaving any evidence or trace. In addition, the most important thing is that he The technique used in the kidnapping was psychological warfare, using the psychological inducement of the unavoidable prey being targeted, which made the girls gradually lose their calmness and judgment. In order to avoid accidents like Erika Shirakawa, he arranged in advance to steal Take the mobile phone of the prey."

"So you are also fighting back in psychological warfare?" Yumi Watanabe seemed to understand why Bei Guran chose such a method.

"It's just treating him in the same way, and he also guessed all my plans," she said slowly, "It's a pity that the two skills of disguise and voice change are too heaven-defying. And he himself has long distorted his reason because of paranoia-the reason why Ayase Makoto kidnapped girls who are similar to Konno Jun is also because he does not want to believe the fact that Konno Jun is dead, which has produced a morbid distortion, that is to say He himself wants Konno Jun to live."

"And you used Konno Jun's identity to destroy his spiritual support. The person he loves the most said the things he hated the most, completely ruining his world, causing him to have a mental breakdown, and eventually even wanted to commit suicide many times .” The deep magnetic voice was as elegant as ever, as if the arrogance had already penetrated into the bone marrow, and the tone was slightly calm and cold.

"..." Bei Guran was slightly stunned, raised his eyes, and saw the purple-gray short-haired boy standing at the entrance of the alley with his arms folded.

Watanabe Yumi was also a little surprised. Seeing Keigo Atobe's ugly face and tightly knit brows, he glanced at Bei Guran with a smirk on his lips. Under Keigo Atobe's cold eyes, He made a zipper movement to his mouth, stepped back secretly, and made a helpless and life-and-death movement to Bei Guran whose back was turned to him—however you looked at it, he gloated at his misfortune, and then retreated quietly.

"Asakura Waka was the one who dealt with the police at the scene, and the only way out from that place is the sewer, and the nearest sewer manhole cover is the only place where people don't pass by very often." Atobe Keigo's sharp phoenix eyes seemed to have a cold light Congealed into ice, the tone was shallow, unable to detect emotion, "What's the surprise to see my uncle here?"

"No, no matter how many times I am amazed by Master Atobe's IQ." Bei Guran said indifferently.

"..." Keigo Atobe's expression paused, and all the sarcasm in her stomach was thrown on the cotton ball by her unknowing attitude.

Bei Guran tilted his head, "Master Atobe missed club activities today."

"You think my uncle is because—" Keigo Atobe almost blurted out angrily, but stopped abruptly.

"..." Bei Guran blinked.

Atobe Keigo looked away slightly, "You deliberately made him lose the idea of ​​living."

Bei Guran's expression became extremely indifferent for a moment, and his tone was indifferent, "Master Atobe, he will only beg for death but not survive." She turned her head slightly, "The mental breakdown is just the beginning."

The mental breakdown is just the beginning, he will only live, with the identity hated by the person he loves the most.

Death is too cheap for him——Bei Guran rarely showed her ruthless side.

"He will get what he deserves." Keigo Atobe said calmly, with unquestionable determination in his tone.

Bei Guran's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he had noticed something from his words.

But she just indifferently set her gaze on Keigo Atobe's faintly darkened face, "Aren't Master Atobe going to give me an ideological education about my life-gambling again today?" She said lightly, There was some teasing inexplicably in his voice.

"..." Atobe Keigo narrowed his dark blue phoenix eyes slightly, as if he was looking her up and down.

The corners of his eyes twitched when he heard her ignorant and brazen words.

The next moment, beyond Bei Guran's expectation, a shadow covered him.

A warm and strong embrace came close to her, and her strong arms wrapped around her waist. A very light scent of men's perfume poured into her nostrils, which was inexplicably soft and faintly floral - strong The fragrance of roses is diluted, soft and unbelievable-people can't help but want to be intoxicated in it, and gradually fall into it...

Bei Guran narrowed his eyes, looking a little tired, his legs seemed to be faintly weak.

"Hey, you woman is getting more and more clueless."

The touch of the chin on the top of the head is very real, and Keigo Atobe's deep and magnetic voice like the end of a violin is also very real. The warm breath is intertwined, and the embrace is not tight enough to break free, but it has a nostalgic warmth.

"Do you know it's really dangerous, huh?" Keigo Atobe said in a deep voice, as if covering up the faint trace of fear and relief in his voice, "Also, do you have to hold on to the hallucinogens? ?”

He hugged her, holding her whole body that was about to collapse - it was like a hug.

The side effects of the hallucinogen hadn't gone away - only Keigo Atobe had the insight to read her discomfort from her expressionless face and guess the reason.

"..." Bei Guran didn't move, but seemed to be planning to raise his head.

"You'd better not look up." Keigo Atobe warned coldly, "My uncle is very angry now."

"Well, I can hear it." Bei Guran said lightly, his tone was light but rarely showed a hint of softness.

The extremely suppressed and monstrous anger can be heard.

Even though she was warned viciously, she still slowly raised her face, and her gaze passed over his slightly drooping phoenix eyes, which were sharp and terrifying, extremely terrifying.

But the reason why the monstrous rage did not erupt——

"Since the last young girl who disappeared on the tennis court yesterday afternoon, there has been no news of anyone missing." Keigo Atobe said slowly, his voice seemed to be suppressing his emotions with extreme calmness. The overwhelming anger that surged up, "Because the underworld organization that cooperates with Ayase Makoto has already got enough girls, and the number has reached a certain amount. If they don't do anything today, they will lose their last chance to come back intact—"

"..." Bei Guran lowered his eyes again, and he could see Keigo Atobe's wrinkled sweatshirt, and the faint smell in his nose melted into his breath like an addiction.

"Although I learned about Makoto Ayase's existence from Yuka Shimaya—but I don't know who is cooperating with Makoto Ayase, I don't know where those girls are hidden, I don't know how much time I have to wait... "Atobe Keigo said calmly, and gradually stopped.

That's right, based on such considerations, and due to the harsh conditions that time does not allow, she has no way to come up with a better and faster solution except to lure the snake out of the hole - in order to protect the dignity and soul of those girls.

Bei Guran's expression showed no emotion.

Atobe Keigo pursed his lips.

He couldn't refute Bei Guran who put himself in that dangerous position.

Because he knew what Bei Guran was thinking, how he considered the whole matter, and from what angle he came up with such a bold and risky plan—so much so that he finally pushed himself on it without hesitation.

And no one is suitable to be a bait——in that case, it's better to let her do it.

Just because he knew—the more clearly he understood Bei Guran's thoughts, the more he held back that monstrous anger in his heart, but he couldn't.

Even he couldn't find a better way to deal with this kind of plan—to save the group of girls who might lose their future every moment.

Keigo Atobe took a deep breath.

The girl in the arms is actually a little thinner, but the touch is still warm and real when holding her.

"Master Atobe personally directed the tracking to be very successful, at least no one found it," Bei Guran said suddenly, with a light tone, "Whether it's the people of Makoto Ayase, Qing Xue, the police, or the people of Taohuashan."

Atobe Keigo seemed to be taken aback.

"Master Atobe is a very good plan B." Bei Guran's indifferent voice revealed a slight softness strangely.

"..." Keigo Atobe couldn't restrain the anger rising from his chest and was finally poured cold water, "What a not gorgeous woman." He whispered, his slightly lowered eyes fell on the far away place, the sharpness gradually receded.

Bei Guran frowned and smiled lightly.

"How can this uncle be just an alternative plan B." Keigo Atobe said.

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"How can this uncle be just an alternative plan B." Keigo Atobe said.

"Master Atobe is plan B without any worries." Bei Guran smiled lightly with his brows bent.

Atobe Keigo's expression paused, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Bei Guran closed his eyes tiredly, "..."

Of course, no worries about Plan B—her adventure, she has no scruples to provoke Makoto Ayase, the real red mask, and she is not worried that Makoto Ayase will really strangle her to death in a moment of excitement—because she can Felt a little red dot coming through the window of that dim room.

That's the aiming point for the sniper rifle.

Like the scythe of death, it has been firmly placed on the necks of all those who are unfavorable to Bei Guran.

If Makoto Ayase is a little less calm, or if Keigo Atobe is a little more nervous, Makoto Ayase's life will be gone with just one shot.

Of course, she has no worries, and she is not worried at all.

"In Japan, civilians are not allowed to hold guns, Master Atobe." Bei Guran laughed softly.

"It's just a means." Keigo Atobe said quite calmly.

"Fortunately, Master Atobe is calm enough." Bei Guran said, her slightly frowned brows eased, as if she gradually let go of her tense nerves very slowly, "otherwise things will be difficult to deal with."

If Atobe Keigo ordered the sniper to shoot in a moment of enthusiasm, Makoto Ayase's death would become the biggest failure of this case.

In that case, even Yumi Watanabe couldn't help using hallucinogens, but Keigo Atobe held back extremely calmly and rationally.

Atobe Jingwu narrowed his eyes slowly, he suddenly let go of one hand, held Bei Guran's chin, lifted it up slightly, and exposed the faint blue and purple circle marks on his neck.He frowned, and the brows were full of haze, "Don't you have pain nerves?" Keigo Atobe said in a deep voice, "You won't show pain even if you are pinched."

Bei Guran moved his jaw, but did not break free, "Master Atobe, I'm just a relatively dull ordinary human being."

"..." Atobe Jingwu glanced at Bei Guran.

It is not an ordinary human being to be able to say such things at such a time.

"The sound is a bit oppressive to the throat." Keigo Atobe said, "Go to the hospital for an examination."

Bei Guran seemed a little tired and nodded casually.

"What's the matter with your hand? It shouldn't be healed yet. It hasn't been here for a month." Keigo Atobe let go of her chin, and glanced at her arm—it looked extremely normal, without any hiccups. Bandages don't scar either.

"Oh..." Bei Guran seemed to have just remembered something, and raised his right arm, "I pasted something, and it was given by Taohuachun. Although the fracture hasn't healed yet, as long as you don't use your right hand, it's basically fine."

She tore off a skin-like layer from her right arm, revealing a pale arm with several scars underneath.

Atobe Keigo pursed his lips, "As a wounded patient, can't you stay in peace?"

Bei Guran raised her right arm and shook it slightly at Atobe Jingwu, "The nerve is still normal." That is to say, it can still be controlled, but the bones have not grown well.

"Hey!" Keigo Atobe grabbed her hand, "You really don't have pain nerves, do you, woman?"

"I'm a normal human being, don't make me look like a ghost in the old school building." Bei Guran said.

"I don't think there is any difference, I hide in a corner to spy on the world and play tricks on humans." Keigo Atobe said with his eyes raised.

"Master Atobe, are you sure you want to say that I am playing tricks on you?" Bei Guran raised his brows lightly, "Speaking of which, the old school building is an extra performance. Does Master Atobe have to pay for it?"

"It's really shameless." Keigo Atobe said.

"It's a great honor to be praised." Bei Guran said frankly.

In the next second, Keigo Atobe laughed out loud.

Bei Guran raised his face to see the smile on that delicate face and suddenly froze.

Feeling the vibration of the chest cavity when laughing from a very close place, the firm and powerful embrace seemed to intertwine the breath, she suddenly seemed to suddenly realize that this was not just a hand to prevent her legs from being injured by hallucinogens A soft fall, but a hug.

It's a hug.

Only by hugging can I feel that she is still alive, that nothing happened to her, and she is still standing here.

Yes, only hugs are so real.

Until this moment, he seemed to have stopped the fear that kept pouring into his heart from nowhere - what she didn't know was the impulsiveness and monstrousness that he could hardly restrain when he saw her being strangled from a distance. Anger, and...the uncontrollable fear and panic—what he was worried about...a moment of wrong judgment could just helplessly watch her die on the spot.

What she didn't know—but at this moment she could clearly feel Keigo Atobe's gradually relieving tension.

Bei Guran suddenly felt the surge of emotion that engulfed his brain and rationality, like a stormy wave in his blood.

"Hey, where are your hands?" Atobe Keigo frowned slightly, grabbed Bei Guran's wrist, and looked at her dirty hands with disgust.

"..." Bei Guran blinked, "The sewer."

Of course, she walked back slowly while holding onto the wall of the sewer. Although her clothes were not stained, it was actually quite dark underneath.

Atobe Keigo's face darkened, he looked around and took a step back, "Can you stand still?"

Bei Guran nodded.

"Wait here," he said briefly.

Before Bei Guran could react, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the wall, and Atobe Keigo had already ran out along the alley.

She blinked again, her expression said to be indifferent and expressionless - it would be better to say she was stunned without reacting.The phone vibrated, Bei Guran reached out and took out the phone to answer the call.

"My lord queen, are you still alive under the wrath of the king?" Watanabe Arimi's voice was as lazy and narrow as always.

"..." Bei Guran's expression paused, and he didn't say anything. When the phone case was attached to his cheek, there was a sudden coldness that was different from usual.

After a while, she realized that it was because her cheeks were hotter than usual.

Her thoughts lingered on the side effects of hallucinogens for a while—inexplicably went in a strange direction that she had never thought of—is blushing a normal physiological reaction of the human body?

Bei Guran's thoughts seemed to hit a wall, and he paused severely.

The purple-gray haired boy's exquisite face and slightly raised eye corners were clearly reflected in his mind, and the smile on the corners of his lips seemed to be always arrogant-followed by a quiet and elegant special voice that was rarely seen , almost uncontrollable anger and panic.

Bei Guran pressed the back of his hand to his cheek, and it took him a while to notice that the person on the other end of the phone had changed.

"... Gu Ran?" Qian Yushang's voice was not special, but it was the warmest and softest, "Did you hear me?"

"Huh?" Bei Guran replied slowly.

"Did you hear me just now?" Qian Yushang didn't seem to notice Bei Guran's absence, and asked again very gently.

"I didn't hear that." Bei Guran said frankly.

"I said that because I was busy with the red mask Makoto Ayase these two days, I didn't pay attention to the situation of the alumni forum." Qian Yushang said slowly, with the warmth of a spring breeze in his voice.

"Yeah." Bei Guran leaned against the wall of the alley, "Why, the public opinion on the alumni forum can no longer be controlled?"

"No, it's exactly the opposite." There was a faint smile in Qian Yushang's voice, "The support group has stopped all attacks."

"..." Bei Guran raised his eyebrows, and then seemed to guess something.

"After hundreds of layers of replies to the anti-Peach Blossom Fan's posts below that post, there appeared replies from all the men's tennis club members—from early this morning until now, each person replied on their own behalf, and all the real-name IDs ..." Qian Yushang said neither fast nor slow, but it seemed to slow down the time, "More than 200 members, including Zhengxuan who have been mixed in one after another."

Bei Guran's expression was a little emotionless.

——"You can keep it..." That special voice seemed to say something else.

"Peach Blossom Fan's harsh demands on the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, Taohua Fan's positive accusations against the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, the Ice Emperor Tennis Club accepted them all, thank you Taohua Fan for putting the Ice Emperor Tennis Club in the king's position to consider the consequences of this failure Competition—" Qian Yushang read the content of the reply on the post on the alumni forum.

"..."

"The Ice Emperor is the king. If the Ice Emperor is not strong enough, 'we' will make it stronger. 'We' are not members of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club who will be eliminated if they lose the main election that is about to graduate. If the Ice Emperor Tennis Club Because 'we' are not strong enough in the non-candidates, then 'we' will be stronger. 'We' can't stand firm in this kind of competition, so 'we' will redouble our efforts."

"..." Bei Guran narrowed his eyes slightly.

"'We' are the students of the Ice Emperor, the strong survivors of the Ice Emperor's power system." There was a rare touch of excitement in Qian Yushang's voice, as if he was about to post a post—— behind the screen of the virtual network world Those people, all the moods were carefully read out and expressed in her voice.

The corners of Bei Guran's lips curved extremely shallowly.

From afar, she saw Keigo Atobe walking slowly back from the alley with four bottles of mineral water in his arms.

——"The loser is not the person who lost the game, but the person who is desperate and looks like a lost dog. It's not that Ice Emperor can't stand up after losing."

——"Ice Empress won't be able to stand up if she loses."

Bei Guran tilted his head, looking at the backlit figure of Atobe Keigo.

The boys and girls of Ice Emperor—not only Keigo Atobe, but also the main candidates of the tennis club, including all the classmates, they are advancing in the system of strength, so they are proud. Don't look down on the arrogance of the enemy, but always be proud of yourself.

Their pride can make them stand up, no matter how many times they are defeated, they are the next step of the ice emperor.

Because, the Ice Empress can't afford to lose.

The conversation with Keigo Atobe yesterday suddenly popped into my head.

——"I hope that as Master Atobe wishes, there will be no unexpected dark horses this year."

—— "So what if there is an unexpected dark horse? My uncle's aesthetics shines all the time, and any accidents are allowed."

"Any accidents..." Bei Guran murmured softly.

Such more than 200 follow-up posts abruptly turned the slanderous and insulting post that Taohuajiu was published by the Dao account into a post that hates iron and steel—the so-called harshness, the so-called deep responsibility of love.

No matter how the students of Hyotei Academy originally thought about Taohua Fan, as long as Keigo Atobe and all tennis club members viewed that post with a positive rather than negative malicious speculation attitude, the entire wind direction of public opinion would be reversed.

Because they are the parties.

They think this post is a spur to them rather than a malicious insult, so this post is what it means.

Bei Guran lowered his head and laughed muffled.

Keigo Atobe is a genius.

——"My uncle is the king of the Ice Emperor." That tone was extremely confident and arrogant, or ego—but at the same time, he said it very seriously, as if he was expressing something.

Atobe Keigo is the king of the Ice Emperor, and he has enough control to survive accidents.

——"And you are the vice president of my uncle."

She is Keigo Atobe's vice-chairman, and his back-up support in Ice Empress—so she can do everything with confidence, and Keigo Atobe will be in full swing when accidents happen under her control.

So he has been doing this kind of thing since yesterday—convincing all the tennis club members and instilling completely opposite views—perfectly solved the headache problem left by the red mask Makoto Ayase, you know Any student of the emperor, especially the support group, is definitely not a vegetarian herbivore, but a vicious carnivore that survived the jungle.

——"It's better to keep it, it's more convenient to solve it."