Domineering Mafia's Silly Goose Wife

It turns out my guess was right.

I followed Yamada Yuma back with this sudden and strange idea. At first, he sat on the sofa obediently, without any unusual behavior.We chatted tenderly from poetry to philosophies of life. Just when I thought I was thinking too much, he poured me a glass of water.

It is impossible to drink water, and you can't drink drinks that have left your sight. This is the consensus of all nightclub ladies.I, Qi Mushaye, would not drink water even if I was dying of thirst, and I would refuse all beer and juice.

...and then he exploded.

Like a cold sculpture, Yamada Yuuma lowered his head and stood motionless on the spot, with a large shadow covering most of his face.

"Miss Saori, I really like you." After a long time, he slowly raised his head, the fruit knife in his hand reflected the cold silver light.He approached me with a weird smile on his mouth: "I really like you."

To be honest, until he appeared tonight, the object of my suspicion has always been Osamu Dazai, and it has never changed.It was just a flash of inspiration that came up suddenly, so I followed my instinct and followed him back, wondering if I could dispel my doubts.

She never expected that he was really the serial murderer who killed several ladies.

Turning my head to look at Yuma Yamada, who was directly thrown to the ground by me, I sighed sadly, took out my mobile phone to contact my direct troops, and quietly took Yuma Yamada back.

There is no need to make transcripts, and I don't need to participate in the follow-up search, just a greeting from an insider like me.

In the middle of the night in Yokohama, the cool sea breeze was blowing. I looked up at the heavy night sky and sighed deeply.Looking back to the front, the pink-haired boy who didn't know when he appeared stood not far away, and naturally raised the bento in his hand: "Mom said you worked hard, and knowing that you must be busy until late at night, I specially fried beef." Grill to make up for you, and let me run errands to deliver meals. '

"...This is a suspense theater, please go straight and turn left for the gourmet fans."

It would be a lie to say I’m not sad, I lay sleepily on the low wooden table and poked the still steaming steak with my chopsticks. guilty, I feel lost."

"Brother, brother, brother," I screamed and rolled on the tatami, "come and let my sister hug me."

"Stop howling," my younger brother called me up without any sibling affection, "Hurry up and have dinner, my mother asked me to wait for you to finish eating and take the plate back with you." '

"Eat, eat, eat," I jumped up and glared at him angrily, "In your eyes, is my sister a rice cooker with no emotions?"

The younger brother was expressionless: "Then do you eat?" '

"……eat."

People are iron rice and steel, and if they don't eat a meal, they will be very hungry.

The educational philosophy of Qi Mu's family is: even if there is a big event that the sky is falling, you must eat well.

The steak fried by my mother was as delicious as ever, and the whole stomach was warmed, and the brain, which was dizzy from alcohol, suddenly cleared up a lot.

Thinking of what happened tonight, I frowned all of a sudden: "Brother, I feel something is wrong, and the whole thing is full of disobedience."

Why did the prisoner, whose crime target was the bottom lady, attack me, the top card.

Why is the prisoner who has always been so simple and rude this time by deceiving his feelings?

And why do I suddenly have such unfounded suspicions.

Behind all this, is the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality?

I seriously asked my brother: "Brother, what do you think?"

My younger brother looked at me with a subtle look for a while, and then said slowly: "You can treat it as a repayment for a wild dog." '

ah? ? ?I have heard of cats repaying favors, but what about dogs repaying favors?

'You saved...well, to be precise, you saved a wild dog's companion with my help, rounding it up means you saved this wild dog, so he came to repay his favor. '

"...Brother, can you speak human language?"

My younger brother suddenly looked out the window, and looked at me with a very innocent expression: "Yeah, the TV series is about to start, so I'll go back first." '

As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared in the next second.

... just so angry!

Huh?etc!It's late at night, brother, what TV show do you want to watch?

I was very curious, scratching my heart and lungs to know the truth, but my brother couldn't ask.My two younger brothers and I made an agreement early on that we can keep silent about things we don’t want to say but never lie.After searching secretly for a long time, I couldn't find any clues.

I:……

This, this wild dog is quite mysterious.

I have no choice but to temporarily suppress my curiosity, return to C-CLUB, and continue to be my humble evening lady conscientiously.

As the only lady present who is proficient in a foreign language, when I was entertaining foreign tourists with my excellent English, my mother Sang suddenly brought another lady to take my place.Although there is a language barrier, pointing fingers at each other is also a pleasure, but such inexplicable interception is a big taboo for nightclub ladies, and other girls will definitely get angry.

Based on Mama-san's experience, she shouldn't do such a thing. I showed a puzzled expression, and before I could ask, Mama-san raised her chin to the corner with a clear face: "Your guest is here. .”

Oh, I get it.

Compared with this kind of one-time fat sheep, it is definitely more important to be the king of fat sheep with sustainable development.

When I passed by, Zhong Yuanzhong had already ordered wine, he handed the menu to the waiter, turned to me and asked, "Do you still speak English?"

Studying in the UK for four years, graduated from Cambridge, and of course speaks English.

But this is obviously not the experience that a poor nightclub lady should have, and my mother Sang also disagrees with me setting up this kind of schoolmaster persona, so I can only tell him very calmly: "Because I am a hardworking lady. After entertaining foreigners and getting more tips, hang on their shoulders, stay up all night studying hard, trying to get them from them...cough, cough, entertain them better."

He was silent for three seconds with an indescribable expression, and suddenly he clenched his fists to his lips and smiled, the smile almost overflowing from his cobalt blue eyes.

I:? ? ?

Isn't this passionate, inspirational, and not worthy of tears?

I frowned: "Huh? I found that Mr. Chuya was laughing at me, and I found evidence."

"Cough, cough, cough," he squeezed his forehead, coughed a few times to force his smile back, raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Self-study? Then you're pretty good."

I replied frankly: "I learned it when I was studying, and I barely have a little foundation."

"That's right, you went to school." He replied vaguely.

It's strange that you didn't go to school.

I scratched my head, ignored his strangeness, and took this opportunity to praise him: "My spoken English is average, and I must not be better than Mr. Chuya."

A rich man like him, let alone a foreign teacher, must fly directly abroad to experience the all-British environment.

"My foreign language is average." To my surprise, the other party retorted bluntly, "Basic communication is fine, but there are translators and lawyers who are more professional."

...As expected of a rich man, he is fully equipped, and he is proficient in so many things, and the people around him all help him arrange it properly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at me, frowned, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What's your expression?"

"No, no, I don't have any expressions. That's it." I rubbed my face and couldn't help sighing, "I was just thinking that sometimes the gap between people is really bigger than the gap between humans and dogs. "

"...Why do I feel that you are scolding me?"

"How is it possible!" I immediately widened my eyes and cupped my chest to express my sincerity, "Mr. Chuya, I don't allow you to think of yourself that way."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He raised his forehead: "Forget it, with your brain, it's a waste of time to argue with you. What happens next?"

I am used to being contemptuous of him from time to time, and directly ignored his slander against me in the first half, and followed Ellie's teaching that "you can be miserable, but you must never be sad", clenched my fists, full of fighting spirit: "When I save enough money , just leave this line of work and do what you want to do.”

"Oh?" He looked up at me, raised his eyebrows, and seemed interested, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to go to university." I said this after graduating from Cambridge, England.Sister Ellie said that I want to show my positive and sunny side. With my poor life experience in the past, I really can’t think of how to be positive and sunny. It is impossible to tell him that my goal is to become the chief of the police department.

"...That's really inspirational." Nakahara Chuya replied dryly.He picked up the wine glass, took a sip casually, and asked, "How much are you going to save?"

I groaned, thought about the current prices, and replied uncertainly: "Set a small goal first, let's save him [-] million and then talk about it."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

His face suddenly became indescribable. When I was confused and wanted to ask him what was wrong, the other party suddenly laughed and said with a broken smile, "This is not a small target."

"Then one less zero?" I asked tentatively.

He didn't speak.

I just felt my heart ache, and holding my heart, I raised two fingers with difficulty, and said sadly, "Two zeros as many as you want, can't be less, and it's not even enough to buy coffee jelly for my brother." .”

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at me, pinched the bridge of his nose, and replied with a helpless face: "Just you stupid, can you really get into college?"

nonsense!Not only was I admitted to a university, but I was also admitted to a prestigious school.

I found that this man despises my breasts and despises my brain, but every time he asks me to drink with him by name, and even helps me get my performance to No.1.

This is probably the mouth saying no in the book, but the body is very honest.

Really fragrant.

"You have to try to know whether you can get into university or not. Isn't there a saying that says that if you try, you may fail, but if you don't try, you will definitely fail." Red wine, he replied casually.Passing the wine glass to the other party, I tilted my head and murmured: "But this is probably a few years later, and it's useless to think about it now."

He was noncommittal, responded casually, and did not speak again.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. I looked at him and chose to dry the wine quietly.After drinking two cups, I was about to raise my head and finish the third cup directly when someone grabbed my wrist.Looking down the black leather gloves, above the pointed chin is his pair of radiant cobalt blue eyes.

"What, what's wrong?" I was at a loss.

"Just watch me drink it," he curled his lips helplessly, "Most half of the wine I ordered went into your stomach, so I haven't drunk it to my heart's content."

Could it be that he dislikes me as a wine dryer with no emotions?

No, not at all.And the time he got drunk before, I took great pains to prevent him from smashing the nightclub, and my mother was going to deduct my wages, how dare I let him get drunk again.

"Drinking alone is not interesting, how about we play a game," I asked tentatively, "Whoever loses drinks."

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, as if in deep thought, he answered after a while, "Okay, what do you want to play?"

What else is there to do in a nightclub.

I smiled at him: "Of course it's something exciting."