[Shuanghei Taizhong ABO] He is a god

"This is the task assigned by Mr. Dazai, and I must complete it perfectly."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke sent the transferred surveillance to Atsushi Nakajima, muttering in his heart, and suddenly passed by a woman in red.

The girl was extremely beautiful, with a mole of tears under her eyes, and the two completely different temperaments of charm and purity complement each other.

For a moment, it attracted the attention of people on the whole street. She seemed to be smiling and did not look back.

Silver looks much better than her.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought to himself.

He kept sliding the progress bar with his fingers, and finally locked the screen on the long-haired woman.

The picture is blurry and there are afterimages. The woman looks like a monster with two faces in front of the camera.She is obviously the weak side, but she has this offensive aura, and this domineering aura sees through the screen, making Akutagawa Ryunosuke flustered inexplicably.

It's as if she is the master of the game.

Wait, red skirt, black long straight.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa walked through an intersection before recovering from the video. He suddenly looked back, but at this time there was a lot of traffic and he couldn't find anything.

The honking of the car pierced the sky, like a merciless mockery, but also like a warning reminder.

Nakajima Atsushi is currently checking traces in the alley near the detective agency, and of course, waiting to meet up with Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The alley was cold and damp, and there was a very pungent smell, like a mixture of paint and blood, which was a bit disgusting.

He watched the surveillance video sent by Ryunosuke Akutagawa, and Tomie Kawakami was surrounded by a group of lunatics, not knowing what he was doing.Atsushi Nakajima thought of something bad as he watched a man pick up a stained empty wine bottle from the floor.He covered his mouth, which was too surprised to close, and pressed the pause button.

"Human tiger."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa called Atsushi Nakajima from behind. The latter was obviously frightened, his body trembled suddenly, and his head almost shrank into his chest.

"Are you okay, why didn't I realize you were so timid before." Akutagawa Ryunosuke pretended to be emotional, and picked up a piece of dirty cloth on the ground with his hand.

"If you are interrupted when you are concentrating on other things, normal people will be shocked, okay?" Atsushi Nakajima complained, and then clicked on the video again, "This is a model named Tomie Kawakami. Mr. Dazai today She has received the protection of the detective agency long ago."

"Since Mr. Dazai believes that this has something to do with the bombing, then there must be investigation value in this matter." Akutagawa Ryunosuke held the piece of cloth in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and could vaguely see its original color.

Also red?

He got up slowly and moved to Atsushi Nakajima's phone.

In the video, Tomie was cornered, she was beaten and kissed, through the cover of a group of adult men, Atsushi Nakajima could hear the girl's heart-piercing cries.

In the end, the monitoring probe was splashed with red liquid, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

''A group of beasts. '' Nakajima Atsushi gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence.

"You mean to say that she has been staying in the detective agency?"

Tomie Kawakami was looking out the window, his eyes stayed on the tall buildings for a while, then he turned his head and asked quietly: "What are you looking at, little sister."

"Miss, I seem to have seen you somewhere." Quan Jinghua looked at Tomie Kawakami and said.

"Perhaps you have seen paintings with me as a model." Tomie Kawakami brows filled with sadness, "It's a pity that no one in the world can describe my beauty."

Quan Jinghua snorted, and said coldly: "You are really confident."

Osamu Dazai browsed the computer quickly, his expression remained normal, and he shut down the system at the last second before leaving get off work.

"Miss Tomie?" The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Dazai Osamu's face, he got up and walked to Kawakami Tomie, bent down and made a gesture of invitation, "Let's go."

Tomie Kawakami smiled arrogantly, and followed Osamu Dazai out of the detective agency.

Today is February NO.13, the eve of Valentine's Day, the flower shop is filled with all kinds of roses, and the flirting voices of young couples are extraordinarily sweet in the cold wind.

"Moshi Moshi?" Osamu Dazai gestured to Kawakami Tomie, and walked to the flower shop with his mobile phone.

"Dazai, why did you ask Atsushi and Akutagawa to investigate Tomie's affairs together?" Kunikida Doppo was a little puzzled and wanted to question.

"There are some things I'm not sure about yet, so I have no comment." Seeing that Kunikida wanted to ask again, Osamu Dazai added, "It's not about picking up girls, anyway."

The phone had already been hung up, but Osamu Dazai was still on the phone. He casually pushed the door of the flower shop, and promised something from time to time.

Osamu Dazai's eyes stopped on the blue bouquet, dyed by white roses, the color was very light, a bit like the sky dotted with ethereal clouds, under the light, it was so beautiful.

A young man beside him bought a bouquet of pink roses, and after paying the bill, he replied there with a message. The smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed. His happiness and excitement at the moment was seen by others.

"Girlfriend?" the clerk couldn't help but ask.

''Well, isn't it Valentine's Day tomorrow, I want to give her something.She always hides her worries and never asks for any gifts. She is a very good girl. ''The boy thought for a moment, pointed to himself proudly and said, ''My girl. ''

The clerk sincerely wished him a few words and watched him leave.

"Sir, do you want to buy flowers as gifts?" the clerk looked at Osamu Dazai who had stayed for a long time and asked.

''Well, for my boyfriend. '' replied Osamu Dazai, pointing to the beautiful bouquet of dyed roses, ''That's it. ''

When checking out, the clerk gave him an extra rose.

"Is this for me?" Tomie Kawakami looked at Osamu Dazai and asked.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I bought this for a friend." Osamu Dazai glanced at his pocket, then took out the rose branch from his pocket and handed it to Tomie Kawakami, "If you don't mind, I can give this to you."

Tomie Kawakami took it with some distaste, and threw it into the trash can: "This is too shabby, don't you give me what others gave you."

"Sorry, I thought you would like it." Osamu Dazai shrugged, looking very hurt, as if he could cry aggrieved in the next second.

Kawakami Tomie took a deep breath, complacently indulging in the man's sadness.

At night, the home of the Mafia cadre at the port seemed not peaceful. Mr. Osamu Dazai, who did not want to be named, left a bouquet of roses at his door, and then successfully sneaked into the house with his superb lockpicking skills, lying on the bed Head aboveboard voyeur.

Nakahara Chuya's breathing was very soft, and his appearance when all defenses were off was soft and cute. Osamu Dazai looked at him and wanted to reach out to touch him, but he was afraid of waking him up.

February [-]th, [-]:[-].

Osamu Dazai looked at the time displayed on the phone and smiled.

It's great that this year's Valentine's Day starts with being with someone you want to have.

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