I just want to lie down and collect money in Yokohama

That night, Xiaoxue still couldn't eat the extra cat food, so she could only yell around Qiu Ye aggrievedly, and then went back to her nest and continued to lie on her stomach.

In this old church, Cheng Hailiang knew nothing about the outside situation.Just like he didn't promise to provide Osamu Dazai with his supernatural powers at the beginning, the other party also didn't disclose any information about Kazuya to him at all.

Most importantly, Cheng Hailiang is a very face-saving person.Every time Dazai took time to come over to Shuya, or to bring some food for the two of them, even Ryo wanted to ask him, but no matter how much mental training he had done, he finally gritted his teeth and turned his head away to ignore him.

Because of this, he is not aware of the cooperation between the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency, and there is only one person involved in the other organization, that is, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Dazai's former subordinate.The other people were all in a coma because of Mori Ogai, causing the three organizations to form a triangle situation again.

The most important thing is that he didn't even know that Zhongye, whom he was thinking of, was currently in a novel, unable to use supernatural powers, and was living in dire straits.

As the waiting time passed day by day, Cheng Hailiang, who couldn't hear the news he wanted, gradually became irritable.Most importantly, even Akiya Sakuraba from the intelligence department told him that the plants in Yokohama did not feel Chuya's figure, and the other party was probably not in this city.

Cheng Hailiang immediately felt that something was wrong. After all, the cadres of the port mafia, the strongest people with supernatural powers, can't go on business trips at the most important moment of the battle, and they can't be seen.

While worrying in his heart, Cheng Hailiang persuaded himself that according to Zhongye's strength, there are really not many people who can defeat him.

Unless—unless it's the same as him, who doesn't use any physical attacks, and has psychic abilities.

With such worries, he asked Shuya if there were any other psychic power users in Yokohama who could fight with Chuya, and he got a very positive negative reply.

He said that there are no other psychic power users in Yokohama these days, and the other one besides Ryo is a member of the Port Mafia, and he has not been observed to be released yet.

So the whereabouts of Zhongya is indeed broken now.

After staying for a few more days, when Yokohama completely entered the late autumn, the arrest of the "rat" finally ended. It is said that no one died in it, whether it was the armed detective agency or the port mafia.

The only one who died was a military policeman who reached out and touched Fyodor during the arrest.

The news made Ryo gasp.When he was in 'Dead Apple' before, he reached out to touch Fyodor several times, trying to hypnotize him with 'Dream Fall'.

However, every time when reaching out was almost successful, it was interrupted.If the opponent really has the kind of supernatural ability that can kill people with a touch, then he can be said to have walked back and forth in front of the gate of hell.

It feels like this is probably the second lucky thing in his life, the first being meeting Chuya.

The one who picked him up from the old church was a member of the detective agency, a Mr. Detective with dark green eyes who claimed to be the world's number one reasoning man who had met twice before.

"Thank you, I'm here to pick up my subordinates, and by the way, I'm tasked by the president to pick you up too." Luanbu with a book in his hand stepped forward and patted Qiu Ye on the shoulder, then put his hand Handed the book to Liang, "This is for you, it's best not to open it."

"?" Liang looked at the book in his hand suspiciously. After thinking about it for a while, he was still afraid of death and didn't open it. "You won't let me read it, so what are you doing for me?"

Could it be that his brain circuit couldn't keep up with the detective's thinking mode?

"You'll know when you hold it," Luanbu turned around and planned to go back, and waved his hand with his back to Liang, "Anyway, don't open it casually."

As he gradually walked away, Ryo heard him whispering to Qiuya that tomorrow the detective agency will have a cruise ship celebration and let him wear a suit, preferably a white one.

The white suit...it feels like a wedding suit.

Liang silently hugged the book, blinked his dark blue eyes, and began to walk towards his villa with three parts of confusion in his mind, three points of relief after the war and four points of imagination.

Even since he was released after the war to this day, Zhong Ye hasn't come to look for him yet, so Cheng Hailiang unilaterally classified the two-story villa with a basement as his own.

Walking home with heavy steps because of the cat bag containing the two cats, Ryo immediately put the book in his hand on the shoe cabinet, and then put the cat bag down.

He shouldn't have believed Qiuya's words that Xiaoxue had lost weight. This little tomcat, who was obviously a short-legged cat, felt so heavy that it would crush his shoulders.

After Xiao Bai came out of the cat bag, his sensitive nose twitched, and finally he sneezed hard.Through this reaction, Liang realized that the dust in the house is serious, and no one should have been here for a long time.

It is Fujita who has been cleaning their house all the time. Is even Fujita too busy to have time now?

With some distasteful expression, Liang frowned and chose between staying in the dusty room, or trying to clean up by himself.

In the end, Xiaobai, who was still sneezing non-stop, let Liang sigh and pick up the broom.

And the very important book that he brought back together, Luanbu said, was just forgotten by him on the shoe rack in the entrance.

As if she was busy with work for such a long time in revenge, Ryo locked the two cats in Chuya's room while cleaning, and let them make trouble inside.

After tossing around, Liang looked at the cleaned room and didn't know if it was considered clean. After thinking for a while, he went back to his room, planning to take a shower and wait.

When he opened the closet, his inexplicable eyes fell on the pajamas that Fujita bought for him four years ago, which was said to be from the eighteenth or sixteenth century, like a men's nightdress.

By God's fault, he reached out and took it out and touched it.I have to admit that the fabric of the clothes Fujita chose for him is still very comfortable, and it is indeed suitable for sleeping.

And the length of this pajamas...

Liang compared and looked at the nightdress whose hem reached to the middle of the calf, and felt that he could even wear nothing underneath.

"That's all." Ryo pulled out the clothes from the hanger and threw them on the bed, intending to change them after taking a shower. "If Zhong Ye can come back at this time, he's earned money."

As he spoke, he walked into the private bathroom of this room.

Dounan died during the battle, and it wasn't until after capturing the 'mouse' today that Liang really had that kind of resistance that kept pressing on him, forcing him to lose his freedom.

He suddenly relaxed, and while he was a little overwhelmed and didn't know how to relax, he also had a sense of letting himself go.

At least in the past, he didn't think about the clothes Fujita bought at all, and he really would take this opportunity to take revenge again and use 'Mengluo' to make him look bad.

But Ryo now, after helping the detective agency for the past two weeks, plans to stop using supernatural powers by the end of this year, it's too tiring.

Just when Ryo washed herself clean, and was thinking about whether there was anything edible in the refrigerator downstairs, there was a sudden sound from the door, and Ryo who was only casually wearing that nightdress I was taken aback.

Didn't it mean that the battle was over? Dazai shouldn't dare to lie to him about this kind of thing.

While thinking this way, Liang looked around and didn't see any weapons in the room. In the end, he could only pick up the brick book that he had learned programming before, quietly opened his door, and went downstairs.

After seeing the figure at the entrance, Ryo breathed a sigh of relief and threw the book aside.

"I'm so scared, didn't you bring the key to knock in the door?" Liang looked at the messy clothes on his body and messed up his hair, and also complained, "Wow...you are sweating all over."

He didn't hide his disgust in his tone.

"That fellow Edogawa Ranpo—!" Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth, and when he stretched out his hand as if to loosen his collar, he realized that he had unbuttoned two buttons at some point, and it was already loose enough. .

After that, his eyes fell on the cat in front of him, and he immediately looked away after just a glance, "You, why are you wearing this?!"

"I just took a shower." Liang replied confidently, and even straightened his collar in front of Chuya to make the collarbone exposed at the neckline more obvious, "I just thought this dress is still wearable today, go take a shower —too dirty."

Although the current appearance looks very powerful, Ryo doesn't want to touch her sweaty middle after taking a bath.In order to express his disgust, he ran away after reminding him this time, and went to the sofa in the living room to try to turn on the projector to relieve boredom.

Zhong also looked at the cat who hadn't seen him for more than half a month. After seeing him again, he didn't show any miss. Instead, he drove him away in disgust, sighed helplessly and turned to go upstairs.

He really wanted to go there and teach the cat a lesson, but he himself disliked his husband for being so dirty, so he had to wait until the washing was over before letting him see it. Who would be the master of the house.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door of his room, he found that he was underestimated as Hailiang,

"Hey Liang! Didn't I say you can't bring cats to the second floor!"

And threw it in his room.

"Ah..." Liang raised his head from the sofa and glanced upstairs.

After cleaning, he forgot about the two cats.