Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"Where is Luanbu?"

An unfamiliar number appeared on Aso Qiuya's mobile phone text message, and the nickname was a pattern of a cat's paw print.

Aso Qiu, who was cute in the morning, also happily replied: [Probably at Mr. Fukuzawa's side. 】

Unexpectedly, Natsume Soseki replied with a simple and shocking word.

【Ah. 】

Ma Shengqiu also woke up instantly.

what happened?

Mr. Natsume is suddenly mocking himself?Or, hehe, did you express your happy mood?

Ma Shengqiu also nervously sent a text message: [Mr. Fukuzawa has a high level of force and is resolute. He is a well-known lone wolf and bodyguard in the other world. I think he is very suitable for protecting Ranbu. 】

Natsume Soseki: [Well, I see. 】

Afterwards, Natsume Soseki ignored Aso Shuya who went to Hakone and disappeared, and paid close attention to the movements of Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi.He is not a parent who just puts it aside and doesn't care about it. He has recognized the diamond by him. He will pay great attention to the growth of the other party and conduct reasonable guidance from the side.

And the Aso Qiu in his eyes——

"Even if you're a fake diamond, you might turn into a pink diamond or a yellow diamond!"

Indulging in beauty is not an option, the strong must be single!

Natsume Soseki turned back into the body of a three-colored cat, and after visiting the place where Edogawa wandered, he squatted on the only way Fukuzawa Yukichi must pass, blowing the wind and shaking his beard, with a look of seeing through the cat's life Gaze expression.

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Don't ask, if you ask, you won't be able to masturbate, you need a pure and beautiful little girl.

In the private hot spring club in Hakone, the two of them who had spent the night woke up. Aso Akiya, who had collapsed on the tatami, looked at Lan Tang, who blinked: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Aso Qiu also said: "I feel that Mr. Natsume is scolding me...and I feel that he is praising me."

Lan Tang read the content of the text message for him, and answered with French thinking: "It must be praising Qiuye. If you are scolding, just say Qiu is also an idiot."

Ma Shengqiu felt relieved suddenly, hugged his wife and said, "Good morning, my dear, do you want to wait to see the scenery?"

Lan Tang talked sweetly with him, "Let's go shopping~."

Ma Shengqiu also fell in love, "Okay, you can swipe my card as you like, let's buy, buy, buy—!"

What is the biggest investment in your life?

Now spend money to raise orchid hall, and Arthur Rimbaud will wait for him on the bed in the future!

My wife is awesome!

The arrival of a phone call broke Ma Shengqiu from the joy of love.Ma Shengqiu also looked at the numbers that had been recorded once or twice, and then recalled what he had done before—he invested in a theater, asked the manager of the theater to ask for two tickets for the "VIP" auditorium, and intervened by the way. In the internal affairs of the theater.

The black-haired young man who had done all this remotely regained his composure to plot things in his heart, wrapped his fingers around Lan Tang's long hair, curled it round and round, and said softly: "Lan Tang, let's go shopping during the day and go shopping at night. Come to the play, the first play at the 'World Theatre' starts at eight o'clock in the evening."

Lan Tang raised his brows.

Has this person started a new round of "performance"?Are you inviting him to watch a drama together?

"Is that scene so good?" Lantang asked for a spoiler with a pun. "It takes a while to go back to Yokohama by car. We have hot springs in Hakone, and no one bothers us."

Ma Shengqiu almost couldn't hold back, his wife acted like a baby, which made people forget about the layout.

"The play... should be pretty good."

Not daring to speak big words, Ma Shengqiu also coaxed Lantang: "There are supernatural powers, and there are murders, angels, gods' judgments and other religious and reasoning elements."

Lan Tang listened to all kinds of content, but lacked interest, "I don't believe in religion, is it Qiu Ye who wrote the script?"

The eyes of the French beauty are full of accusations - your presentation is terrible.

"Well, didn't I tell you about watching a drama last time?" Ma Shengqiu was also ashamed, so he had to take the credit for the theater's scriptwriter. In fact, the script had nothing to do with him, and he was responsible for the detailed control outside the bureau.

"Is there such a thing?" Lan Tang couldn't remember the content of the chat on the bed, and Qiu also said so, reluctantly: "Pick up the phone, even if it is replaced by the piano sound, it is too noisy."

Ma Shengqiu didn't care about answering the phone, and after hanging it for a few minutes, he said dotingly: "This is the piano played by Lan Tang for me. After recording it, no matter how many times I listen to it, I won't get tired of it."

Lan Tang stroked Qiu Ye's lips with his fingers, his artist-like hands were slender and graceful.

"I can play for you every day, don't look at me like this, isn't our time very long?"

"Ah."

Aso Qiu also replied with nostalgia.

He has been paying attention to the new plays of the "World Theater" for a long time.

After the pre-sale tickets for the "Angel" drama came out, he found a professional intermediary to invest in the theater to solve the other party's problems in terms of capital turnover and shortage of manpower.He does not intervene in the operation of the theater, and only asks for one point. When encountering matters that are serious enough to affect the development of the theater, he must call him to discuss the follow-up.

He invested in the theater in order to promote the bond between Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo through this matter.

The butterfly of the plot has already begun to affect the future. The script was supposed to be released yesterday, on the same day as the death of the female president. However, due to the inspiration of the scriptwriter and the rehearsal problems of the actors, oh, maybe there is still sufficient funds and I don’t plan to rush Due to the time factor, the drama was scheduled to be released one day later.

Ma Shengqiu did not force the theater to conform to the timeline of the original work, because that is the behavior of a control freak, and everything has its own laws, and the seemingly sudden "change" is likely to be the result of accumulation over time.

Mori Ogai's "optimal solution" is to hold the plot in his hands.

Aso Qiuya's solution is to follow the fate, regardless of the ever-changing, grasp the core part.

Core - V Organization, Natsume Soseki, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Edogawa Ranpo!

This is the most important!

He answered the phone slowly, not at all surprised that the female manager notified the murder notice letter anxiously and apprehensively: "Mr. Aso, this morning, our theater received a notice letter, the content seems to be to kill someone."

Ma Shengqiu also asked: "What is the specific content?"

"Angels are going to kill actors, in a real sense," said the female manager in an odd tone.

Ma Shengqiu is also used to killing people. It has to be said that the port mafia is a place to train people.He said in an orderly manner: "It sounds like a joke, but human life is at stake, first check the props and venues to ensure the safety of the personnel, pay attention to ask the actors if they have any enemies, there must be a reason for ordinary killings... Listen to me, go to the police in the afternoon and hand it over to the police to solve the problem, I have some connections in the police."

The female manager asked shrewdly, "Why wait for the afternoon?"

[Because in the afternoon, I can finish shopping with Lan Tang and pay attention to your little things. 】

Ma Shengqiu also complained inwardly, with a slight smile on his face, and he would habitually pretend to be himself when answering the phone, "If you call the police too early, the city police will not be too careful. If you go after a check, who will guarantee the safety of the actors and audience ?”

When the female manager heard this, she accepted the reason: "Yes, the city police are short of manpower now, and our new drama starts at night. Can Mr. Aso arrange for the city police to protect us at night?"

Ma Shengqiu also said perfunctorily: "Yes, the city police will come to protect you."

The female manager politely asked him when he would come, set a time, and said that the VIP auditorium was ready, and promised that he would not sit in the same place with other audiences during the drama.

Ma Shengqiu also trusted women's meticulousness, and handed over the full power to the other party.

After 10 minutes, Ma Shengqiu also got rid of his public relations smile, his stomach was a little itchy, and when he looked down, it was Lantang's hand stroking his wound.The scars from the terrible gunshot wounds healed in more than 20 days, leaving marks, and there was no need to bandage them with gauze.

This body's self-recovery ability is good, and it is worthy of being a mafia member in this world.

"Lantang." Ma Shengqiu was also affectionate.

"It's kind of ugly." Lan Tang told the truth, which hit Ma Shengqiuye hard.

"I will find a way to get rid of it." Aso Shengqiu was also depressed, Lan Tang caressed his lover, and said: "Qiu who talks to outsiders is too false, and it is also very scary. I still like the real Qiuye now."

Ma Shengqiu also said aggrievedly: "I'm not scary." What's scary is you transcenders!

Lan Tang was confident: "You're cheating again."

Ma Shengqiu also snorted, "No, no, I swear I'm not cheating, this time I'm saving people!"

Lan Tang didn't believe it: "Who did you save? Those actors in the theater?"

The well-meaning investor Aso Qiu also lay flat, letting the other party touch his belly and stretch his body. It is really enjoyable to take a vacation. It would be great if he didn't have to go back to work hard as a social animal next month.

"What I want to save is a kitten. The one in our house only needs someone to guide it." Ma Shengqiu also narrowed his slender eyes with early tears, and wet eyelashes, "Actors will not die , it’s just a farce.”

He doesn't particularly care about the future of this country, the strangers in this country, and cut himself off from them. The only things he will take the initiative to care about are those wonderful characters.

Didn't he say it?

My own essence - is Mu Qiang's egoist.

On the streets of Yokohama, there are not many passers-by.Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't sleep well all night, he went out early today, but wandered in the street, not knowing how to deal with the problems that bothered him.

"There are cats..." Fukuzawa Yukichi noticed a three-colored cat squatting on the side of the road, and it was looking at him.

How blissful it feels to be watched by cats.

Can he have a cat?

Before the cold winter comes, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who wants to spring, restrains his excitement and instinctively uses the skills in "ancient martial arts" to hide the sound of footsteps and human breath, and minimize the possibility of scaring away cats sex.

The three-flowered cat's eyes followed his movements, from looking up to looking up, watching him approaching quietly.

For some reason, Fukuzawa Yukichi saw "dislike" in the cat's eyes.This is impossible, fake, how could the cat dislike him, the cat that really disliked him would never appear in his sight.

"Want to eat?"

Embarrassed, Fukuzawa Yukichi took out the small dried fish, the one from yesterday.

"..."

The three-flowered cat ignored his flattery, raised its hind feet, scratched the fur on its ears, and yawned.

"Don't eat, can I touch you?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi can be called a polite person, and his friendly attitude towards cats exceeds the standards that his tough guy appearance should have. A passing little girl couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing when she saw this picture.

Seeing that it didn't object, Fukuzawa Yukichi dared to touch the Sanhuamao's head.

The hand is about to fall on the soft hair...

"Shh!"

The three-flowered cat's sharp claws squeezed out from the palm of its flesh, and instantly gave him a fierce cat fist.

"Ah—!" Fukuzawa Yukichi tried to pet cats for many years, and finally overturned. Silver Wolf, one of the "Five Swords" of the dignified government, did not escape the attack of a three-colored cat!

[Still want to pet a cat? 】

[Give you a precious black cat, you can let it go, and let him be kept by a French lady! 】

[Fukuzawa Yukichi, don't even think about raising a cat if you can't find Ranpo! 】

The three-flowered cat jumped to a high place, glanced at it contemptuously with the eyes of the cat owner, swung its tail, and swaggered away.

There were three cat paw prints on Fukuzawa Yukichi's face, disfigured.

"This……"

The silver-haired man touched his face expressionlessly, and no one could see the tears flowing from his heart.

"It's the cat's caress."

After all, he had never been intimately tickled by a cat.

In the small clinic in Yokohama, an adult who needed rabies vaccine was ushered in again.The other party sat calmly on the injection chair, the short silver hair was a little frizzy at the edges, and he was wearing a meticulous kimono, rigidly resembling a samurai from the previous era... If he had a long sword on his waist, it would be even more so. Like it.

Mori Ogai took out the rabies vaccine and looked at the wound on his face, which was inexplicably familiar.

"How much does that cat weigh?"

From now on, he will avoid such dangerous cats.

"... How much does it weigh? I've never held a cat before. It's about ten catties. It's a three-colored cat wandering on the street." Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at him coldly and answered the doctor's question.He carefully looked at this young doctor who looked dangerous to him, and regretted that he had come to such a small unlicensed clinic. Which acquaintance recommended him?It is said - to ensure that privacy will not be leaked?

Before Fukuzawa Yukichi got up to leave, Mori Ogai held down the injured patient with tense muscles and skillfully injected.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a few injections of rabies vaccine, come in and do some business for me."

You are right.

The "silver wolf" of the government sector.

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be a cat lover, you can't even hug a three-colored cat on the street.