On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

The enemy who entered the door to attack was an army, and at the same time, a group of martyrs who fought with suicidal consciousness.

They regard all people except their compatriots as imaginary powerful enemies, imagining that they are in a dusty battlefield with only one goal, that is to fight bloody battles with the enemy as soldiers, and finally fall into a deep sleep. Under this land.

——That's right, their initial plan was to die here.

At the moment when they really faced death, what appeared on the faces of those people was not fear, but serenity without exception, as if they were finally able to unload their shoulders and indulge themselves lying on their backs on top of the messy war mounds in the sky. Meet the departed comrades-in-arms in the hanging holy light.

The people who were caught alive by chance, soon committed suicide by biting through the poison hidden in the molars in time. Overall, it can be regarded as nothing.

However, Pengo Lie, who had been in contact with Mimi before, was fully prepared for this result.

"The members of mimic are all made up of a group of fallen soldiers. They have undergone strict military training. They will definitely not easily reveal the location of their accomplices. If we want to find out their stronghold, we can only continue to work hard..."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had just had a big battle with the enemy, felt as if he was holding back a rock. The only way to resolve this embarrassment was to find the location of those people and put an end to this tragedy.

Sawada's point of view is naturally recognized by everyone, but, as his teacher, reborn obviously needs to have a more careful insight into the details.

"But how exactly did Mimic get the information about the transaction between our two parties? This question may require some suspicion, doesn't it?"

In the scene, only the boy wearing a vintage top hat pointed out this loophole in a non-sensual and indifferent tone, and his words made the surroundings quiet for a while.

No one is willing to think about the possibility of a traitor appearing around them, especially at Pengo Lie's side, everyone is a partner who has gone through life and death, but information leakage is indeed an indisputable fact, which is not the same as "I only know today" mimic information Compared with Hong Kong and black people, their own people must be much more suspicious.

However, Reborn's eyes looking in a certain direction at the moment were filled with a vague thoughtfulness.

At the end of the extension of his line of sight, Mori Ogai was listening to Shimoba's report of the battle damage, noticing his focused gaze, the black-haired man couldn't help showing an elegant smile that couldn't be seen deep or deep.

"Could it be that your Excellency suspects us Hong Kong gangsters?"

Mori Ogai who uttered these words was not necessarily gentle, but rather cold and sharp like a cold light shining from a jackknife, reminding him with a hidden knife in his smile: "Excuse me, self-directed and self-acted made this scene Farce, it won't do our port Mafia any good."

"Of course." Reborn said tentatively, then pinched the brim of his hat and looked away.

No matter how much truth or falsehood there is in what this man said, it is indeed true, but I don't know what the person who compiled this script was thinking.

Everything seems to be a cloud of suspicion that hangs heavily over the hearts of all participants. Before the day when the truth is cleared, I still need to carefully pave my way on the road ahead where I can't see the surroundings clearly.

With the presence of elites from both sides, Mimic's suicide attack was effectively controlled. Fortunately, it did not cause serious and irreparable losses.

After a superficially friendly discussion with the people on Vengley's side, they ended the accident-prone talks on their own initiative, and each carried their own wounded back for treatment.

After returning to the chief's office on the top floor of the headquarters, Shuang Ye avoided unnecessary temptations and asked straight to the point: "Do you need to send me to wipe out those mimic people?"

The man sitting on the black leather office chair was playing with the silver cigar box in his hand. He seldom smoked in front of his subordinates, but this time he automatically took out one and lit it with the lighter in the drawer. An expensive tobacco was brought to his lips and took a light puff.

The white smoke exuding acrid aura instantly enveloped the face of the black-haired man, and his aura hidden behind the mist appeared even more mysterious.

It is always said that men who concentrate on thinking are the most attractive. In the gap of the irregular mist, Mori Ogai's appearance of thinking seriously has undoubtedly added several layers of charm to him that cannot be concealed.

As a result of his thinking, he rejected Shuangye's proposal.

"No, it's not time to dispatch, Ogiwara, you will stay by my side during this time, and you don't need to go anywhere." I saw Mori Ogai raised his finger and dusted off the cigarette ash, in response to her impossibly tough words , "I have other arrangements regarding the mimic."

If he is a domineering president, there is nothing wrong with saying this.But the difference is that he is not the president but the leader, and Shuangye is not a little white flower to accompany him. Hearing his order, he still has his doubts in his heart.

"But... Although I don't know why mimic is obsessed with this, their goal is very clear. This time they want to find me, right?"

That being the case, it would be a bit uncomfortable to let her get out of this battle by herself, and in terms of her strength, Shuangye also has the confidence that she can destroy this organization.

She didn't understand Mori Ogai's intention to hide her chess piece, and the other party didn't seem to intend to tell her his thoughts.

"I know, I knew it early on."

Mori Ogai casually smiled and said these thought-provoking words. Through the smoke that diffused through the hesitating and breathing, the smile formed by his thin lips made people feel shuddering for no reason.

"I have already selected the person to solve the task."

The pungent and mellow burning high-grade tobacco is accompanied by his breath and surrounds Shuangye's body continuously. It is the smell of German cigars that she smelled on the skirt of her clothes when she passed each other inadvertently. There is a bit of decadent bitterness in the cold, It is so rich that it seems to fascinate people from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, the taste of the tobacco leaves seemed to seep into the nerves of Shimoba's spine quietly. Taking advantage of the moment when she was feeling dazed, Mori Ogai put the cigar in the crystal ashtray and let it go out by itself .

He rested his chin with one hand, covered his face with an unpredictable smile, stared deeply at the girl in front of him, and said something that seemed to be asking for advice, but in fact it was indisputable——

"What do you think, let Dazai-kun handle the task?"

In the end, in fact, this question doesn't need Shuangye to answer at all.

This is the first time she has experienced this feeling of being unable to act, knowing that the threat is dormant in the dark, but she is restrained, as if her wrists are shackled, and the other end of the chain is not in her hands.

This feeling will naturally make her feel irritable and unhappy.

After leaving the office, everyone could notice the icy coldness on the face of their quasi-cadre Ogiwara, and couldn't help but put their tails between their legs.

Fortunately, this situation was resolved immediately when Dazai returned to the headquarters.

Seeing the handsome and sweet lover around her, Shimoba's mood naturally improved, but she also took this opportunity to learn that Dazai actually mobilized troops today to help Oda intercept the mimic's sniper matter.

"The missing Ango Sakaguchi actually has a connection with the mimic..." Shimoba murmured thoughtfully at a volume that only she could hear, poking her chin.

She is not a dull-witted person, Hong Kong gangster intelligence agents actually colluded with Mimi, so the situation that unfolds will undoubtedly become more and more complicated.

Besides, both Sakaguchi and Dazai Odasaku can be called friends at the same time, Dazai can definitely think of this, but he doesn't know what kind of complicated mood he will have...

Thinking of this, Shuangye couldn't help but raised her eyes to look in Dazai's direction, and stared at Dazai for a few seconds, then she suddenly uttered a soul torture: "Speaking of which, are you not injured?"

Dazai was arranging the loose bandages on his arms at this moment, and he couldn't help but froze when he heard it. Of course, such an obvious strange movement could not escape Shimoba's eyes, so she immediately moved towards him expressionlessly when she understood what was going on. past.

"Little, little Shuangye, wait..."

Dazai, who knew he couldn't escape, smiled stiffly and backed away guiltily. He tilted his body and fell to the outside of the sofa. Taking the opportunity to bully her, she straddled his body.

Such an intimate posture made Dazai feel a little imaginative immediately, but before he had time to be happy for a long time, he felt that the gauze plaster on his left cheek was roughly torn off by Shimoba in an instant.

"Oh! It hurts—" Dazai covered his cheeks pitifully, and the intact delicate skin under his palm suddenly showed red marks from the tape.

Anyone who has ever taped an arm before will know how sour it is to tear off unexpectedly and uproot the hair. This is the case with the soft down on Dazai's cheeks.

What's more, he also staged a pear blossom with rain, which made Shuangye seem to have committed some horrific crime to him, and she needs to be responsible for it.

"It's so painful! Uuuu, little Shuangye, you don't feel pity for me at all—" Dazai couldn't help but half-supported his body, stretched his arms around her waist, and buried his face in Shuangye's arms coquettishly as before .

"You don't need to feel pity for the guy who wants to die."

Shuangye saw through his intention to take advantage of her at a glance, but did not stop him, but turned over the suspicious places on Dazai's body, and urged nervously: "Hurry up, where are you hurt?"

"Little Shuangye, if you touch her again, it will become hard." Dazai couldn't help but grab her troubled palms in his hands and kiss her after being touched by his lover in this way, and he said something rude to her as soon as he opened his mouth.

"... I think you want to be beaten again?"

After Shimoba’s eyes stared at death, Dazai shrunk his head calmly, pursed his lips and said truthfully: “It’s on the right side of the head, it’s scratched by the bullet and there’s a little blood, but I’ve taken care of the wound. , because I was afraid that you would be worried when you came back and saw..."

Shuang Ye paused with her fingertips when she heard the words, then continued to brush away his black hair in silence, and touched the place where the bandage was wrapped on the left side. It was indeed covered with a thick layer of clean gauze, and there was a little bit of it Disinfectant potion smell.

"You led the team to block the retreat routes of two mere enemies. Why did you get injured in the end?" Shuang Ye, who was finally relieved after the inspection, slowly relaxed her body and sat on his lap, facing the enemy. Dazai's face.

"Who knew that the sniper at the back would stand up with the last bit of strength... The situation was urgent at that time, so we could only use words to delay his dealings with him." Dazai took advantage of the situation and murmured vaguely, holding Shimoba in his arms. Explain the cause and effect to her.

All in all, it can only be attributed to an unexpected change. He has tried his best to control the situation within the most reasonable range, but he thinks so rationally, but Shuangye does not agree with this kind of let down emotionally. The practice of putting oneself in deep danger.

Once she thought of the possibility of her lover's accidental death, her heart would inevitably be covered with a thick shadow.

But just when Shuangye's pupils involuntarily showed knots, unexpectedly Dazai gently combed the knots for her with his fingers.

"However, when I was pointed at by the attacker at the gunpoint, what I thought in my heart was not 'finally I can get rid of it through death'...but I was thinking of you."

Shimoba felt slightly startled, and then her cheeks were covered with a layer of soft warmth. She raised her eyes and saw Dazai who was reaching out and stroking the side of her face. With the feathers across the soft grassy beach, a layer of gentle ripples melted outward.

"Thinking of my little Shuangye, if you know that I left you to die without authorization, you will be very sad."

At this moment, those bright eyes contained the tenderness and firmness that only stayed for her alone. He stroked the cheek of Frost Leaf in front of him, and whispered those words as if making a prophecy——

"So I promise you, no matter what happens afterwards, I will try my best to live and end it with you in the end."

"By that time, will you be with me forever?"

The author has something to say: wait until the job is done... no, let's get married after the job is done!

Although it looks like fg, it is really not flag 233333

"Live for you" is the most romantic proposal (

感谢在2019-11-1223:49:05~2019-11-1322:58:08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 who threw the mines: 1 Dire Nine;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qijun; 23 bottles of Xiaoye; 14 bottles of self-release;

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