Xiao Zhongya's plan to grow taller

This sleep was not long, and when Nakahara woke up, the child was still doing homework.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Zhong also looked up: "Brother, you only slept for two hours."

"It's enough." Zhongyuan Zhong also changed his clothes by the bed, and before leaving, he warned: "You just stay in the room and don't go anywhere. If you have something to do, you can find those two idiots."

After speaking, he opened the door and went out without waiting for Xiao Zhong to answer.

He was the only one left in the room again, and Xiao Zhong also stared at the door for a long time before looking at the bed, then stood up and ran over to fold the quilt that was piled up into a mountain bag for Brother Zhong Ye.

When subordinate No. [-] and subordinate No. [-] came in with snacks and juice, Xiao Zhong was also lying on the sofa, calling Osamu Dazai with his mobile phone.

Calls were made one after another, but none of them were answered.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Zhong also turned his head to take a look, sat up from the sofa the next second, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle!"

Seeing the bright smiles, subordinates No. [-] and No. [-] felt healed. The depression of these days seemed to be dispelled by the sun, and the cloudy sky suddenly became sunny.

"Mr. Little Nakahara, are you hungry? Come and have something to eat."

They directly brought over a dessert plate, including donuts, puffs, cakes, tarts, and small breads. The juice was freshly squeezed.

Seeing Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan eating happily, they felt happy in their hearts.

At this time, Xiao Zhong also found a long scar on the face of his subordinate Uncle No. [-], from the outside of the cheekbone to the corner of the mouth. He said in a daze, "Uncle, why is your face injured?"

Subordinate No. [-]'s expression froze suddenly. He covered his face with his hand, and his smile was a little pale: "It's okay, I accidentally scratched it, did you scare Mr. Zhongyuan? Next time I come over, I'll cover it up... ..."

Xiaozhong also shook his head and waved to his subordinate No. [-].

Subordinate No. [-] hesitated until his arm was bumped by subordinate No. [-], then he walked over and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhongyuan—"

When the small palm touched the scar on the face, the subordinate No. [-] trembled and clenched his fist suddenly. Then, under Xiao Zhongye's gentle touch, the tense body relaxed, and the eye sockets were slightly red.

"Mr. Little Nakahara..."

"Uncle, be careful in the future. Mom can get hurt wherever she says, but not on the face, because it's the face of the father that makes her fall in love with her."

"..." Subordinate No. [-] was dumbfounded for a few seconds, looking at subordinate No. [-], how should I answer this?

Subordinate No. [-] blinked and signaled, don't answer, those are Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan's parents, do you want to die?

Subordinate No. [-]: "..."

Xiao Zhong also felt sorry for Uncle No. [-], so he gave Uncle No. [-] a donut. Uncle No. [-] was happy, but Uncle No. [-] was jealous. He unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, and "inadvertently" wiped the scar on his arm. Lu showed it to Xiaozhong, and as expected, she also got a puff.

Look at the puffs in his hand, and look at the donuts in the hands of subordinate No. [-]...

bigger than mine...

After dessert, subordinate No. [-] and subordinate No. [-] stayed in the room to accompany Xiaozhong to do homework.

Subordinate No. [-] craned his neck to look at the questions in the homework book, looked at subordinate No. [-], and asked silently: Can you do it?

Subordinate No. [-] also craned his neck to take a look, and sneered silently: It's so simple, don't you know?

Subordinate No. [-]: Oh?What is the answer to the question below?

Subordinate No. 2: Of course [-]!

The adults sitting on the left and right sides of the small middle stared closely at him as he figured out the answer to the question below.

Seeing that Xiaozhong also wrote a "3" on the horizontal line, subordinate No. 2 glanced at the two fingers extended by subordinate No. [-], and laughed silently: Oh, [-]...

Subordinate No. [-]: "..."

He was a little tired after finishing a page, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Osamu Dazai again.

Subordinate No. [-] and Subordinate No. [-] looked at "Brother Dazai" displayed on the call interface, their expressions changed slightly, and after looking at each other, Subordinate No. [-] asked, "Does Mr. Nakahara miss Mr. Dazai? "

"Hmm..." Xiao Zhong also nodded, and hung up the phone in frustration again.

Even if you can't see Brother Dazai, it's okay to hear the voice, right?But Brother Dazai didn't answer any of the calls he made, because he didn't save his phone number, or he didn't answer on purpose...

Children are innocent and sensitive. The sudden coldness of adults will make children panic and fear. They will think that they have done something wrong to make adults unhappy.

Subordinate No. [-] and Subordinate No. [-] saw Xiao Zhongye's mood, and they discussed it in the air.

"Actually, Mr. Dazai is off to work!" Subordinate No. [-] just started, and Subordinate No. [-] hurriedly picked up.

"Yes, yes, I'm off to work!" Subordinate number two said: "I'm too busy at work to be distracted, so I muted my phone, and when Mr. Dazai finishes his work and sees so many calls, he will definitely call back of!"

"Really?" You Guang lit up in Xiao Zhongya's eyes, "Brother Dazai will call me? Then can I wait before I go to bed? I want to hear his voice, I miss him..."

"I miss him..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also listened to the words coming from the headset, and stepped on the mouse's shoulder. The next second, the sound of bones being crushed suddenly sounded, and screams rang through the warehouse.

"Should I tell you everything you know, or do I have to crush every bone in your body bit by bit before I can tell the truth?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also had no expression on his face, and the aura emanating from his body was like a cold and sharp killing machine.

The severe pain caused the mouse to fall into dizziness after another, breathing heavily and rapidly, like a dying person thirsting for oxygen, somewhat ironic.

A group of people who have lost hope and fell into despair still want to live.

There are gun-wielding mafia in the warehouse, as well as Black Lizard's subordinates, such as Gin, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Hirotsu Yanagi, and Tatehara Michizo are not here.

"How many people have you died, do you need me to help you calculate it?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down at the dying mouse on the ground, "Just by washing your stronghold with blood, nearly a hundred people have died, and the blood of nearly a hundred people You can't get the pharmacist's stinky mouse out, don't you understand?"

"The pharmacist didn't take you seriously."

"... so what?" the mouse smiled, his face turned pale from the pain of bone crushing, "Master Pharmacist gave us a second life, he is an omnipotent god! It's not you who are so dirty dictator!"

This title made Zhong Yuan Zhong also sneer: "It is better to be a dirty|dirty pervert than to be a dead rat in a stinky ditch."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't have time to spend with a dead mouse, he turned to face the warehouse door, the wind blew the hem of his clothes, he raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, and said in a cold tone, "Clean it up."

Bullets rained down.

In the headset, Xiao Zhongya's voice never stopped. He went from missing brother Dazai to complaining about brother Zhongya.

"Uncle." Xiaozhong also pulled his subordinate No. [-] to the wine cabinet and pointed upwards, "Why does brother Zhongye drink so much wine? Obviously before I left, there were wines in the upper two rows, but now there is no wine." empty!"

Subordinate No. [-]'s scalp is numb, what does this make him say?It can't be said that because Mr. Zhongyuan wanted to drink, so he drank it, and this is Mr. Zhongyuan's wine cabinet...

Mr. Nakahara has no other hobbies, he just likes to buy wine and cars, and occasionally scolds Mr. Dazai. At other times, he is a mature and reliable cadre, and even the leader will not interfere with Mr. Nakahara's hobbies.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, he..." Subordinate No. [-] paused, and gave up, "In fact, he has been missing you very much, Mr. Zhongyuan! After you left, he couldn't sleep every night, so he could only use alcohol to numb his brain and let himself fall asleep! "

Xiaozhong also opened his eyes and mouth wide in flattery.

It turns out that my brother is so reluctant to bear me!

"..." Nakahara Chuya's face was paralyzed when he heard what his subordinate No. [-] said.

Before, I thought that the kid was not smart, and I thought it was because of his young age, but the real reason was here... all day long, he was instilled with things that didn't exist, how could he be so smart!

Go back and settle accounts with those two idiots!

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In a place with only a little dim light, from closing eyes to opening eyes, and then opening eyes to closing eyes, all I can hear is the sound of rushing water, never passing through the ankles, calves, and then thighs...

Osamu Dazai yawned, but unfortunately his hands were bound by iron cuffs, unable to wipe away his tears.

"Dazai."

Mori Ogai's voice came through a wall.

Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Mori, you're awake. Do you think that busy pharmacist has forgotten us? He hasn't come to take pictures for us for a few days. I miss him a little~"

Mori Ogai laughed twice, and only Dazai could say such a thing under such circumstances.

"How are you over there?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head when he heard the words, and squinted his eyes to see clearly: "It seems that there are more 'guests' than before."

"Me here too." Mori Ogai said, "The increase in 'guests' means that the master is out now and sent out his 'watchdog'?"

It's not unreasonable, but even if the owner is not there now, can they kill the surrounding 'guests' with their superpowers?Even if it is summer in Yokohama, after so many days of soaking in water, they can't exert themselves, how can they run?

With the back of his head against the wall, Osamu Dazai glanced at the iron cuffs.

The iron cuffs were easy to open, but he wanted to see what the pharmacist wanted to do, so he pretended to be a prisoner and stayed here, thinking that he would be tortured, or he would cut off some part of him and send it to the detective agency for demonstration...

Who would have thought that they would just come here every day to take pictures!

He understands the purpose of capturing Mr. Sen. Mr. Sen is the leader of the mafia. If the leader is captured and there is no leader, there will be chaos underneath.

But what is the reason for capturing him?

Compared to him, wouldn't capturing President Fukuzawa be more able to restrain the detective agency?

Or... In the eyes of the pharmacist, his status is much higher than that of President Fukuzawa! ?

Osamu Dazai suddenly took a deep breath.

Mori Ogai, with his keen hearing, caught the sucking sound, and asked aloud, "Dazai, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Osamu Dazai calmed down and said with emotion, "It's just that I suddenly realized the importance of myself. I didn't expect Mr. Pharmacist to think of me so much..."