i'm not interested in big success

When it was time for dinner, the conscientious Zhongyuan Zhongya knocked on the door one by one, calling everyone up.

Toru Amuro stood in the corridor and yawned continuously. Ever since he knew that he was going to be an undercover agent, it was rare for him to sleep so comfortably.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the three sealed doors at the far corner of the corridor, and he paused.

"What's the matter? Do you want to go see it before eating?" Ju Heya stretched beside him.

This guy read a few pages, saw that the patient who was being treated was about to snore, he was also infected with drowsiness, so he went back to the room and lay down.

"We are the only ones living on this floor now." Toru Amuro told the situation he had observed before, and asked, "Do you think there will be trouble tonight?"

Ju Heya pursed her lips: "Yes."

This is in the module, there is no reason to let them spend the night safely.

"It's better to come over after dinner." Amuro Toru turned his face away.

He is a little bit jealous of those ubiquitous sanchecks now, since he can already imagine the horrors of the next few rooms, why not make his stomach feel better when eating?

Tachibana and Ya nodded in agreement.

Then he turned his head and said to Nakahara Chuya, who was knocking on the door of Osamu Dazai's room, "Who knows if that suicidal maniac is trying to die again, just kick the door open."

"What if the door lock is kicked and the culprits of those murders go to Osamu Dazai tonight?" The door is not closed, isn't it just a blatant invitation to others.

Toru Amuro still has to worry about his companion.

"Anyway, the other party will always come to the door. A dead fellow Daoist will not die a poor man. Sacrifice him, and we will be happy for our whole family. At most, we can pray that the listening at night will work, and we can go to the rescue in time, and don't let him really be killed."

Zhongyuan Zhong also listened to him, nodded in agreement, and then threw his strength.

With his bear-like strength, he succeeded in a difficult throw with ease, and the door was kicked open as soon as he kicked his foot.

Turn on the light, go in and have a look.

Osamu Dazai is indeed playing a demon.

This guy didn't know how to sleep, and buried his face in the pillow, almost covering himself to death.

Ju Heya leaned against the door frame, taunting his onmyoji allies who were on and off with him: "Cao Cao killed people in his dreams in the next country, and Dazai Zhihao committed suicide in his dreams today."

Toru Amuro held back his smile: "It makes sense."

When I dragged Osamu Dazai off the bed and came to the dining room, Sayuri Yuuki had already arrived for a while.

Mr. Secretary was guarding the door, and as soon as he saw them coming, he quickly took them to the box.

But Ju Heya has unlocked a new map now, and it is really unreasonable not to lose an investigation—mainly because he was cheated once before, and now he has a long memory.

After the reconnaissance vote was passed, he followed KP's guidance and set his sights on the line for cooking.

It's a little far away, and the uncles and aunts who cook over there are wearing masks, which makes it difficult to see, but it shouldn't be the type of people shaking the spoon to shake the meat off.

What exactly did KP tell him to watch?

Ju Heya had some thoughts in his mind, so he asked, "Did the chef here at the pharmaceutical factory be specially invited? Are there any special dishes?"

He secretly took a breath, turned his face into powder, and looked at Mr. Secretary with bright eyes. He looked like a glutton with no intentions, which was very consistent with the image he created before.

Companions (eyes sideways): Here we go again...

The father fan can't wait to rub Ju Heya's tender face and suck the cub crazily.

The secretary coughed lightly and said, "Most of them are home-cooked dishes. Some of these employees are family members of other people in the pharmaceutical factory, because they don't want to be too far away from their families, so they simply hire them to cook or clean."

"What about the others?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment before continuing: "The others are locals, and they are very good at cooking raw fish... It's just that they look a little weird, no, it should be said that they have their own characteristics, and you can recognize them at a glance if you see them too much .”

Then he stopped chatting and just said Yuuki Sayuri was still waiting, and led them to the box at a fast pace.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to care about the conversation of the few people, but he glanced at a cleaning staff who just passed by him. Judging from his body and movements, he might be 30 years old.

The other party was wearing a mask and carrying a mop and bucket. He probably sensed the gaze on him and looked up at him.

The eyes are really big, what does the outline look like?

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and turned his head away.

Then when he entered the private room, he saw the salmon sushi neatly placed on the wooden plate on the table, and he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be a bit like the eyes of a frog or a fish.

Before he could think more deeply, the crab meat on the table had already taken all his attention away.

Osamu Dazai decisively postponed the matter.

As for Ju Heya, he looked very calm and unruffled, but in fact he was thinking too much.

KP listened to his voice, and was particularly concerned about whether to warn him not to go too far.

In fact, Tachibana and Ya had guessed about the shady scene from the very beginning when they arrived at the place.

When you talk about the sea, and when you talk about seaside villages, what do you think of?

——That is of course the traditional project of the Cthulhu running team.

Deep Ones [DeepOnes].

The murloc image of the deep diver and the short story "The Haze of Innsmouth" can be said to have far-reaching influences, and many film and television works, games, and artworks have their shadows.

Even Tachibana and Ya have spoofed the deep diver and "The Thinker", and made a very interesting statue.

By the way, in the end the statue was bought at a high price, and he used the money to eat fruit for a month.

In short, the deep divers who are members of the Cthulhu family are very famous, and many people entered the pit of the Cthulhu myth from here.

Now all the hints are very conspicuous to Ju Heya, so he naturally has a little prophetic advantage. After the meal is over, he can tell the other three people about this point of information.

As a representative of them, Toru Amuro couldn't just focus on eating like the other three, and talking to Sayuri Yuuki was more important.

After all, he himself still wanted to get news about the winery from others.

When Amuro doesn't have a vicious tongue or a dark belly, he is just like his appearance, a big boy who is refreshing and refreshing, and he can make his heart happy just by looking at him, not to mention that he is very good at coaxing ladies.

Under the expressions of the other three eating melons, he and Ms. Yuki hooked up quickly, and Sayuri Yuki was coaxed by the young wolf dog to burst into laughter and kept laughing.

In addition, she also intends to recruit people to investigate, so she can use "Sayuri-san" and "Tou-kun" to address each other in a short while.

With a subtle smile, Ju Heya leaned over and whispered in Anshi Tou's ear: "It's a pity, you are not charming at all."

Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to fascinate the other party so much that they can't find the north.

With the aura of "belonging to the black organization", as long as her little secrets are not involved, Sayuri Yuki is definitely willing to tell him anything.

Amuro cast a sideways glance at Tachibana and Ya, ignored him, and continued talking to Sayuri Yuuki.

Osamu Dazai moved, leaned against Tachibana and Ya's ears, and said in a voice that could be heard by the four people on the other side of the table: "Do you think the two of them will sleep in the same room at night?"

Ju Heya: Wow~

Nakahara Chuya: ...I don't think this is the topic I should listen to.

Tachibana and Ya pretended to be serious and nodded, frantically restraining the corners of their mouths from rising: "Very likely, Amuro is not at a loss."

After all, the profession of espionage requires dedication.

Ms. Yuki has a very good temperament, and it is really not a loss to dedicate myself to her.

Osamu Dazai got the answer he wanted from his little friend, and showed the same subtle smile, then retracted and continued to eat his crab.

Amuro glanced at them sideways again.

These two people can't work, they are slow and gossip No.1.

The small interaction between several people was noticed by Sayuri Yuki on the opposite side.

The lady's heart skipped a beat.

The close relationship between them is definitely something she doesn't want to see.

She smiled and asked generously, "What are He Yajun and Dazai-kun talking about?"

Tachibana and Ya didn't want to answer, but just smiled cutely and gently.

Because he hates calling him intimately with people he doesn't know very well.

Sayuri Yuki might want to use this method to win him over and create a sense of intimacy. After all, his 'parents' are very powerful.

But it was the wrong move.

Osamu Dazai answered naturally: "We are saying that you are very beautiful, and you have a lot in common with Bourbon."

Sayuri Yuki looked at Tachibana Kazuya again, and Tachibana Kazuya breathed in again, blushing and nodding 'shyly'.

As long as you are a woman, you will like to be praised by others, let alone praised by a good-looking boy, and looked at with that kind of eyes.

She laughed happily: "Do you think so seriously? I really dare not take it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also secretly rolled his eyes.

This group of people discussed so violently, of course they had to process what they said before saying it!

It's impossible to say bluntly, 'we are discussing whether you two will have sex tonight', right?