Mr. Dazai is angry every day

*****

Perhaps Long Yuanxiang's expression was too fucking, Ling Xiaolu looked at Long Yuan expressionlessly, and Miss Zhongyuan was going to catch his tiny movements.

"You know him?"

"No." Ling Gang experienced desert island survival and defeated Long Yuan to gain a certain amount of hatred. Lu: "I don't know."

"??????"

"??????"

"??????"

From Long Yuanxiang and his party's "swish" turning their heads, and their unanimously shocked expressions, Miss Zhongyuan vaguely read what they didn't say: "Damn it, you dare to tell such a lie!"

It seems that the relationship is really bad.Ryuuen asked him to come down. Could it be that he was plotting against Ayanokoji?

Miss Zhongyuan knew it well, but there was no need to point it out. She didn't want to get involved in the academy war... and Ayanokōji could handle it well by herself, so it would be troublesome for her to intervene.Miss Zhongyuan flicked her dust-free windbreaker with her fingers as if nothing had happened, and walked towards Ayanokoji on high heels.That picture was so beautiful that it seemed to be filled with sunlight, and the corners of the sharp eyebrows were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes slightly raised.

"Take me to the principal's office."

*****

- "Beep, the host doesn't seem to be curious that Ayanokouji will appear."

Miss Zhongyuan followed Ayanokouji as usual, the system murmured in her head, and Zhongya glanced at the young man with upturned hair and an indifferent figure.In the entire corridor, except for the sound of the teacher in class, there are only the footsteps of the two.No one raised any doubts and asked each other questions.

It's like strangers, one person visits the campus and the other guides the way.

Ayanokōji was deliberately disassociated from her.

Miss Zhongyuan didn't think it was necessary for her to join in. Long Yuanxiang's attitude towards Ayanokoji alone proved that he had made a lot of enemies in the academy.

Coincidentally, Zhong also didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

only--

Miss Zhongyuan thought for a while about Long Yuanxiang's frightened and angry eyes and the momentum and acuity he showed. She might have been targeted.

Tsk, she really doesn't want to make trouble.

- "The host is optimistic, you can look in a good direction. For example, although Longyuan's matching degree is only 0.005, and each interaction is only 0.5 points, but the mosquito legs are meat!"

"........."

System, you are really too optimistic.

Although Miss Zhongyuan got the points from Dazai, her ears are indeed quite quiet.But she still felt awkward and uncomfortable getting dt points from others.

- "Beep. Maybe the host can consider the system's suggestion: find a suitable person to be the long-term point-obtaining object. This person may keep secrets for you, and his personality is not public, and no one will see that you have something in private. close……"

Miss Zhongyuan: "Are you talking about Ayanokouji?"

"???????"

System: It clearly implies that you and Osamu Dazai have reached a long-term cooperation!

"Miss Zhongyuan is talking to me?"

Miss Zhongyuan and the system couldn't continue chatting, because the footsteps walking in front of him stopped, and the tall boy in the college uniform turned his head, and the bright sunlight shone on his delicate and dull face. There was no wave in his eyes.

I can't see whether Ayanokouji has the intention of testing.

Miss Zhongyuan's heart tightened, and she continued with a calm expression on her face: "I was asking you when the principal's office will arrive."

"It's already here." Ling Xiaolu raised his hand and pointed to the carved solid wood door beside him: "The principal's office."

The word "principal's office" was indeed engraved on the wooden sign.She was distracted by the system's words just now, so she didn't notice it at all.

"Thank you, please lead the way." Zhongyuan Zhongya nodded his thanks to Ayanokouji without changing his face, stepped forward to the door of the principal's office, and knocked three times with his fingers.

"buckle."

"buckle."

"buckle."

The three door slams in the same rhythm, seemed to be as calm and unhurried as Zhongya on the surface, but it was somewhat evasive, showing the meaning of evasion and hiding.

On the contrary, it showed clues.

Ayanokōji turned his light-colored pupils like glass calmly, and glanced at the empty air.Zhong Yuan Zhong also stepped into the principal's office, the red light of the supernatural ability remained on the door, and Zhong Ye approached the office with him.

It closed with a snap.

Ayanokōji closed her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up imperceptibly: the ceiling of calm and courageous combat power, occasionally showing mistakes and faintly blowing hairs, and hurriedly avoiding sensitive moments.

Some contrast cute and cute.

*****

The principal on the other side didn't feel Chuya's cuteness at all, and looked in surprise at the girl who swaggered in after knocking on the door first.

"who are you?"

"I forgot to introduce, I am Zhongyuan Zhongya from Hong Kong, and I am in charge of investigating the disappearance of your school." Zhongye glanced at the secretary who was holding a mobile phone and was about to call the police. He picked up a long trench coat and sat down at random: "I don't mind beating people, but since you took the initiative to recruit people, you will be responsible for the follow-up compensation and medical expenses."

The secretary looked at the principal for help.

Port Mafia?

The headmaster looked at Nakahara Nakaya. The little mafia was about 17 years old and wore a long black trench coat. Although the little one was full of domineering oppression.

He is willing to believe that Zhongyuan Zhong did not lie.

But Hong Kong black actually sent a 17-year-old girl.This is how indifferent to missing persons cases!But he really can't complain too much, the government and the detective agency didn't offer help but suppressed the news.He really couldn't refuse the help of the port mafia.

The principal said to the secretary: "Don't call for now."

"Since the principal is a sensible person, I won't waste time." Zhong Yuanzhong also casually put his arms on the desk, and the black windbreaker on his shoulders fell down on his arms: "I want to watch the surveillance, and I will The school stays for a period of time to do investigations, and I need a temporary job that is free and can observe others at any time."

"Yes." The principal crossed his hands: "Our school still has a position of psychological counselor. The students in this school are all arrogant, so this position is useless. During your tenure, you can go in and out of any place at will, and I will not announce to the public that you have served as a psychological counselor to ensure that no students will disturb your investigation. The psychological counseling room is your office and you can use it as you like."

The secretary was hesitant to say anything: This gangster lady really doesn't look like a pure and kind doctor at all.

"very good."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded in satisfaction, and stood up with one hand propped on the solid wood desk without delay: "Then the matter is settled like this. The surveillance video can be sent to the psychological counseling room."

"Wait." The principal called Zhongya: "Miss Zhongyuan, what do I need to do?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't stop, his long black coat showed a sharp arc as he walked, just like his vigorous and resolute style.

"You just need to cooperate with me according to my needs."

*****

Chuya Nakahara came out of the office again, Ayanokouji's figure was no longer in the long corridor, and the sunlight outside the window shone on the ground through the green glass windows.

The warmth is strong.

Zhongya Zhongya's blue eyes narrowed, and he found her office according to the direction the principal said, turned on the computer to check the monitoring, and took out the terminal to report to Mr. Mori that she needed to stay in the college to investigate—why didn't she actually investigate? Ask the boss to stay in school for investigation?

Probably because he believed in Dazai's judgment.

Fortunately, Mori Ogai did not object, but simply agreed to Chuya's application.

"Then leave it to Chuya-chan."

Zhongyuan Zhong also put away his mobile phone and gently placed it on the computer desk.The white wall and the single bookshelf set off his thin figure very conspicuously, Chuya propped up his chin with his hands, thinking that Mori Ogai might be plotting against Dazai, so he purposely pushed aside his possibility.

"Really, doesn't mackerel know how to keep a low profile? His meritorious deeds are overwhelming... Although he doesn't want to admit it, the bastard mackerel and Mr. Mori are indeed not at fault at all. From their standpoint, they have made their own stand What to do."

Dazai's outstanding ability is appreciated and reused, and because of his outstanding ability, even the boss is jealous.

This—is indeed a causal cycle.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, took out the cigarette case from the black windbreaker, tore open the package and took out a slender cigarette, held it in his mouth, and touched the lighter with the other hand.With a slight swipe of the thumb wearing a black leather glove, there was a "chi" sound, and orange flames shot out.

She let go of her hand and slammed the lighter on the table.The boredom in my heart continued to increase, and the whistling sound of the system appeared next to my ears.

- "Beep, since the host is so worried about Osamu Dazai, why not solve his worries and help him take care of his friends."

"??????"

System, you must care about something, right?Among them, the two words of care are so sloppy!

There was a scream in the video.

"The giant, giant hole has swallowed people!"

Nakahara Chuya couldn't control the conflict between Dazai and Mori Owai now, he hurriedly looked at the computer, his blue pupils constricted:

In the video, a huge black hole appeared on the ground in the center of the teaching building, engulfing a girl wearing a college uniform.

Then the huge hole disappeared, and the ground became flat again, without any trace of subsidence.