Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

When people fall from a high altitude, they can't help but turn their backs to the ground and stretch out their hands to the farther and farther sky. Some philosophers believe that it is the subconsciousness of people asking for help, and they can't bear to look directly at their own death.

Jean never understood any of the above words, nor did he have the time to philosophize.

When he jumped down from the sky, the wind howled in his ears, and the wind blade rolled up by the air pressure tempered the sharpness of his long hair, and the sense of weightlessness took control of his body. From the top to the bottom, the same kind was as small as an ant. Shouting and screaming are poured into the cochlea along with the wind - it's so cool!

[Let: Wuhu——! ! ! ]

Adventurers like this kind of uncontrolled excitement, and it can even be said to be addicted.

But he is not an idiot who will seek his own death. He has had a good time, but he does not want to regard this bungee jumping as the last good stimulation in his life.

Let him adjust his posture in the air, and unbutton his belt——

[kp: What are you doing!Before I die, I have to masturbate! ? ]

[Jean: ...No, this is a second-hand stretch belt I bought from a man named Dr. Ari. ]

[kp: So, why are you all having trouble with Conan? ]

[Jean: The previous generation owner of the retractable belt was a 17-year-old high school student who had experienced many vicissitudes. I am still very considerate of Kudo Shinichi. ]

[kp: Surprised, you still have this kind of heart. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[kp: ah!Damn Ouhuang! ]

[Jean: Make a question mark slowly? ]

Fifty meters above the ground, a pair of strong hands caught the falling Frenchman.

——Jean hesitated for a second, and stopped his self-help action.

"Are you all right? What happened up there? Why did it explode?" The young man looked up at the top. Due to the posture of the princess holding him, he could only see his beautiful jawline, and the arm holding him was wrapped in a suit. It's thick and thin, but the wrist exposed under the black gloves is quite slender and white. Regardless of the strength of a large piece of falling objects above the head being completely controlled by the comers in the air, who would believe that the petite young man in front of him would have such powerful strength.

[Jean: Well, is this forcing me to admit that muscles cannot be directly proportional to strength?This is the case with Dun, and so is this little suit. ]

"Are you not injured?" Because he didn't hear the rescued person's reply, the rescuer looked down worriedly, and at the same time let his 90-year-old appearance be reflected in the eyes of the philandering Frenchman.

let:! ! !

If Osamu Dazai's face has an oriental style that Japan admires the beauty of sorrow, the orange-haired and blue-eyed publicity in front of him is the special attack buff against France, so that there is no resistance to this kind of bright color with sharp spikes Power.

"Hello, Orange Rose," the Frenchman enthusiastically wrapped his arms around the young man's neck, his face that was still excited was filled with a halo of love, and he kissed the unexplained young man's face suddenly, his voice was straightforward and enthusiastic, "I fell in love with you at first sight! Please talk to me about a love that has nothing to do with morality and law!"

After recovering from the dizziness, Charles also enthusiastically entangled the orange-haired youth: Hiss——!

The hat that the orange-haired youth was wearing almost flew out:? !

The construction waste materials controlled by gravity in the air were instantly crushed and fell to the ground like snow.

Let's feel a chill down the back.

What the mafia cadres should do during their vacation time is a relatively unfamiliar topic for gravity users.

But I always feel that I can't ask Sister Hongye about this.

(kp: I asked, your leader will be chased and hammered by Ozaki Koba Shikagami.)

Speaking of which, his recent workload is quite light, and he was deceived by the "false flag club" during his breaks before, and he only met one foreign drinking buddy in the end.

But Weisu dragged him out of the illusion, and Zhongyuan Zhong also agreed with this drinking buddy from the bottom of his heart.

[Gravity: Cough, I'm on vacation recently, Weisu, you just came to Yokohama, do you want me to take you for a ride? 】

[VV:! 】

[VV: Damn it!I need to!I really want it!But my leg was damaged by me, and I broke two holes. The doctor told me to rest for a week and stop drinking! 】

[Gravity: That's it. 】

[VV: I suspect that she is avenging her personal revenge. I don't want her favorite hand to help with the wound, so she wants me to stop drinking! 】

[Gravity: Obediently listen to the doctor's words when you're injured. I'll buy you another drink when you recover, and you'll have enough to drink. 】

【VV: Will you hold me a celebration party QaQ】

[Gravity: That's right, but you have to follow the doctor's orders. Your health is the most important thing. 】

[VV:～(-v-)～]

I didn't invite drinking buddies to go out for a drink together, but Nakahara Chuya didn't feel too disappointed. Instead, he began to look forward to where the celebration reception would be held.

Weisu is really an amazing person. It seems that he has never been lost at any time. No matter what he communicates with, it is very interesting.

Speaking of holding a reception, Nakahara also remembered that there was a high-end hotel owned by the Port Mafia. It was located in the center of Yokohama, with extremely luxurious decoration, and the variety of drinks was the best among similar stores in Yokohama.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was idle because he was idle, so he might as well go and finalize the preparations for the reception.

The mafia cadre of Mobility Max had a certain idea. He immediately rode on his beloved motorcycle, turned the handlebar to the bottom, and the number on the instrument instantly soared to 120.

A strong wind blew past the Mafia's side, rattling his clothes, but his hat remained securely in place.

When entering the urban area, the traffic law-abiding mafia loosened the accelerator and reduced the speed to twenty.

[kp: Why are you so cute! QAQ]

Kp suspects that his luck is at two extremes. The last ceiling was extremely bad, but this one is extremely good.

If this goes on like this, sooner or later, the investigators will see what's inside and be bullied... Can't we take an intermediate value?

Nakahara Chuya rode a motorcycle to the door of a luxury hotel in the center of Yokohama. As soon as he stopped, someone came out to greet him.

"Central Plains cadre!" The doorman trotted over, his eyes sparkling.

"You are, Toshiya Tanaka." The orange-haired officer looked at the familiar face in front of him and read a name, and then saw the doorman's eyes became more energetic.

Tian Zhongjun was also moved by Zhong Yuan Zhong also remembered his name, and thanked him inarticulately: "Yes, thanks to your help from the Zhong Yuan cadres, I have been working here for two years, and now I have saved enough money to compare with the previous Friends moved out of Radium Bowl Street together, and we're doing great now!"

The orange-haired cadre pressed his hat, and the shadow of the brim of the hat covered his face: "You don't need to thank me, I just provided you with a job, and it's all your own credit for being here today."

"You are too humble!" Tanaka Toshiya shook his head earnestly, and began to talk about his gratitude endlessly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly stopped him: "You can tell me if there is any inconvenience in working here!"

"..." Tian Zhongjun also choked up suddenly.

Nakahara Chuya: Really?

Tian Zhongjun also opened his mouth, pinching the neat uniform hem with his fingers, the entanglement in his heart was vividly expressed: "Central Plains cadres, that, maybe I am talking too much, but I saw someone forced to take the boy into the hotel... It was still on a high floor guest."

The mafia cadres instantly extracted the key words "forced", "juvenile" and "hotel".

After all, having been in the mafia for several years, Zhongyuan Zhong also has a considerable understanding of the dark side of society, and those few keywords alone are enough to touch his bottom line.

"Shooting against minors..." The Mafia's conscience frowned.

"The front desk also said that they are not alone." Although there was no one around, Toshiya Tanaka still lowered his voice, "It seems that he brings different people into the hotel room every day, and orders red bean rice every day..."

"..."

Nakahara also knew that he couldn't just listen to the words of Tanaka Toshiya's family, but he also found the matter suspicious from the one-sided words.

"I see, leave this matter to me." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded and took care of this matter.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Just when Zhongyuan Zhongye was burdened with hard work and was about to find out, there was a loud noise above his head!

Tanaka Toshiya watched in panic as the top floor of the hotel where he worked exploded from the inside out, and building debris and glass crackled and fell down.

Tian Zhongjun also hurriedly crouched down with his head in his arms, and screamed for help with a pale face: "Central Plains...cadres?"

The orange-haired cadre did not see the shadow of the hat, only the lonely motorcycle responded silently: I left early.

The truth of the matter is unknown, at least it was a guest of the hotel under the cover of the Mafia, and Zhongyuan Zhong also tried his best to save people, but only one survivor was found after searching around.

"Are you okay, what happened above, why did it explode?"

He barely hugged the long legs that were not friendly to his arm length.

I muttered in my heart, how can I grow so tall alone, or is it because of the genetic advantage of foreigners?That's not right, Vesu Russians are much shorter than him...

When there was no answer, Nakahara also bowed his head: "Are you not injured?"

"Hello, Orange Rose, I fell in love with you at first sight! Please talk to me about a love that has nothing to do with morality and law!"

[kp: Inspiration from Zhongyuan Zhongya? ? 1D100=? ? ]

The gravitational force couldn't hold back and shattered the surrounding floating objects. With a cold side face, there was only a line of blood red characters in his heart: I hit the French!

[Jean: May I charm him? ]

[kp: no. ]

[Jean: Although not specifically, Charm me has a base value of 15. ]

[kp: no. ]

[Jean: Ah, he looks exactly like my fetish, and he strongly requested to be seduced! ]

[kp: No, by the way, your sexual fetishes are all kinds of weird and weird, it can't be used as an excuse. ]

Zhong Yuanzhong also showed the quality of being a mafia conscience, he didn't slap the blond man who offended him to death, and he didn't let him do free fall and smash him into a cake, but put him on the ground well.

Zhong Yuan also said coldly: "Let go."

"Don't let go!" The blond man turned to hug him from behind, his broad shoulders covering the petite Mafia, "I fell in love with you at first sight! Charles fell in love with you too! You have to be responsible to us!"

The little white snake tried bitterly to get into Zhongya's collar.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The mafia cadres mercilessly grabbed the snake's head, tore off the tall man who was stuck to him, and threw the two main pets at the door of the hotel.

"I have something to interrogate you later, don't even think about running away." Zhong Yuan Zhong also wanted to solve the sudden explosion in the hotel first, and snorted to Rang.

"Okay! Let's interrogate me!" Jean nodded, his handsome cheeks flushed, "I will never run away! My name is Jean Woodyer, I like passionate orange hair, Aegean blue eyes, and slender wrists Fair-skinned people who like to wear suits!"

[kp: You can directly enter his ID number. ]

[Jean: Don't try to deceive me, Japan doesn't have ID cards. ]

[kp:...]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

[Jean: Did you secretly vote for me because I exposed your conspiracy? ]

[kp: no. ]

[Jean: It seems so, otherwise you would not have answered me so briefly. ]

kp: Gan!

The orange-haired youth who was daringly courted for the first time was stunned for a moment, and this moment reminded him of his previous experience of being brushed across his cheek in the air.

It turns out...wasn't it an accident! ?

Cracks suddenly appeared on the intact hotel floor, and the young man who loved his job cursed in his heart.

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The author has something to say:

The author violently said: sleep also sleep also sleep! ! !

Jean: I agree with the upstairs.

Weisu: I'm green!

Rick: You are green again.

Until Jean's last confession, Chuya thought that this man was playing tricks.

感谢在2022-02-0723:59:09~2022-02-0823:45:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Rio 40 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!