Anyway, it's all male.

Did Zero like boys before?

In the delicate atmosphere of the box, Hagihara Kenji couldn't help but look at the young man who had been quiet all along.

His profile looks soft under the light, and the interface of the game on the phone is unknown.

Obviously they don't look alike, and Yuichi's eyes aren't this color either...

"What's wrong?"

Aware of the gaze falling on him, Yuichi Takigawa raised his eyes after realizing it.

"It's nothing." Hagihara Kenji smiled, "I'm sorry, I just thought of something from the past."

Takigawa Yuichi's pupils moved, and he looked at Matsuda Jinhei on the side.

It turned out to be so, it seems that Zhenping didn't say anything about the previous thing.

Yes, after that operation, the port mafia sent someone to negotiate. Disposing of Suzuki's body was one aspect, and the main thing was to remind the police to keep his whereabouts a secret.

Thinking of this, Yuichi Takigawa suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Kimura for a long time.

...assigned?

"It doesn't matter." Yuichi Takigawa replied, nodding politely, "You don't need to apologize for this, just watch it if you want, I don't mind."

Matsuda Jin frowned and raised his head almost subconsciously.

I didn't feel much like it before, but from this indifferent attitude...

Matsuda Jinping frowned: "When did you meet?"

Takigawa Yuichi thought for a while: "Two years ago? Or three years?...I forgot."

I knew earlier that he should be asked to take the surveillance video instead of Bourbon.

As soon as Takigawa Yu finished speaking, he glanced at Zhufu Jingguang around him for help.

"We are colleagues." Zhu Fu Jingguang replied calmly, quietly shifting the focus of the topic.

Hagihara Kenji was taken aback.

police.

Two or three years ago, it should have been in the same class as them.

How do you feel like you haven't seen it.

Hagihara Kenji pondered, and could only explain that the two people in front of him were transferred to Tokyo from other places.

And...how do you feel that the atmosphere between these two is more like a couple than Zero.

Hagihara Kenji curiously watched the movements of the two in front of him.

Since the young man named [Sakurai Yuma] lost the game, he put his mobile phone into the hands of his companions with a displeased expression. He took a bite of the cake angrily, but after hearing the sound effect of the customs clearance, he stuck his head in doubt like some small animal.

"Have you played before?"

"No one will drive the car against the wall, Yujin."

"...Oh." Yu Takigawa stuck his chin and his voice was flat, "That must be the fault of the game developer."

Obviously in reality.

Next time, let Jingguang see how Zhongyuan drives.

Zhu Fu Jingguang curled the corners of his lips, he didn't speak, his blue eyes were full of smiles, he raised his hand and pressed the other's shoulder soothingly.

"Zero is going to be green." Hagihara Kenji lowered his voice and came to a firm conclusion based on his long-term popular experience.

Matsuda Jinping: "...Huh?"

"Didn't you find it?" Hagihara Kenji pinched his chin and analyzed it carefully, "Even if it's a companion, a normal person pats the shoulder that is closest to him, so why would he put his hand around his back and land on the other side? ."

Matsuda Jinping took a few glances after hearing the words.

It makes sense - but why is the focus on this?

"Don't you think this guy named Sakurai looks a lot like Takikawa?" Matsuda Jinping pursed his lips, his face sank thoughtfully.

【“What is justice?”】

The sound of rain falling on the glass was dull, and the boy turned his face slightly before jumping out of the window.

He didn't get an answer, his long eyelashes stained with mist outside the house.

Neither angry nor sad, Matsuda Jinhei couldn't even catch any emotion in the other's eyes.

Guys who talk to themselves, always make people angry.

Do you really think no one can catch him?

"Let's not mention this first." Hagihara Kenji noticed the irritability of You Taman, and raised his eyebrows amusingly, "It's you, why didn't you wear sunglasses today?"

Matsuda Jinping: "...It's broken."

Hagihara Kenji opened his mouth without any respect: "I remember you have spares."

"...Hey!" Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help raising his voice, "Didn't you just worry about Zero's lover being robbed?"

"..."

Can the country still be robbed?

Hearing this, Yuichi Takigawa was confused for a moment, and it wasn't until a few seconds later that he realized that this "lover" seemed to refer to his character.

Takigawa Yuichi silently put down the phone.

Ah, the intelligence team is very difficult.

No wonder Bourbon said before that he couldn't do this kind of task.

"It's not what you think." Takigawa Yu explained blankly, "Our relationship is relatively open..."

Before the word "release" was uttered, the young man's voice was interrupted by a loud noise outside the box.

As if something had smashed the glass window, warning gunshots rang out in the air amid the panicked cries of the crowd.

The second look of Matsuda Tan Ping and Shihara RMB, but instantly became more severe in her eyes.

眉 眉 frowned, stuffed the phone back to the pocket, opened the door and glanced.

"Don't move! Let the police outside retreat! Otherwise, I immediately killed this guy!"

The gangsters wearing a mask held a hostage and used a cold muzzle to the other party's temple.

Takagawa Yu glanced at the dark travel bag at his feet, thinking that there seemed to be a bank 500 meters away from here.

"You." The muscles of the gangster's arm tightened, and the little girls who kicked the nest under the table with the tip of their toes. "Let the police stop the car here and roll away, otherwise I will kill one more person every minute. "

The siren on the street sounded, and the leading young policeman seemed to want to negotiate with the loudspeaker, but the next second, a corpse was thrown out of the door.

"... Fifty meters back!"

When Takagawa Yu closed the door, the Mu Mu Police Department rushed to order.

Really stupid.

It was upgraded from the robbery to a murder.

It is still a plan to intervene in Takagawa Yuchi, Sibnnita, but found that the people behind them had planned tactics.

Takagawa Yuichi: ...?

Really or false, there are obviously no one with a gun.

—— Don't pull the gun, don't put your fingers on the trigger, don't point the gun to others. [1]

Due to strict restrictions on the gun control, only a small part of the police will carry the distributed left wheels/guns with them when the task is out of the task.

"I sent a text message with the Police Department of the Mu Mu." Matsuda Guanping glanced at the ceiling and looked for the location of the ventilation pipe. "The curtains outside were pulled up, and the prisoner's position would change at any time. At least one person must be at any time and Keep contact outside. "

His leather shoes stepped on the table and quickly took off the wire of the ventilated mouth.

"Mobile phone." Matsuda Taka tossed his mobile phone to the silver -haired youth aside, and his face was serious. "Can you please?"

"……why me?"

Matsuda Panchi reached out his hand: "It seems that only you can get in here."

Takagawa Yu stared at the hand in front of him for a while, and finally hesitated his hand.

However, when the fingertips touched the palm gently, Matsuda Gangping quickly gathered the palm and pulled the other party to the table.

The figure is also very similar.

Police Officer Rolling looked down and glanced at it slightly.

"What do you plan to do?" Takagawa Yu asked before climbing into the ventilation pipe.

"Mix into the hostage." Matsuda Tan Ping replied without care, looking at the other side over the face, "Are you going to step on my shoulder?"

Okay, was insulted twice within a day.

:: "No need, I can ..."

The body suddenly emptied.

Tanchuan Yu bowed his head, looked at the hand that fell on his waist, and raised himself.

He gritted his teeth: "I said I can!"

What this guy is anxious.

Matsuda Tingpei raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't look like it can be."

"..."

Takagawa Yu glanced at the various scenes next to him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed and told him "a little patience."

So the barbed wire at the entrance was re -sealed so peacefully.

It was almost the next second when Matsuda Taki hulled down from the table, and the gangsters outside the door finally opened the door.

Native

regret.

If you want to ask Takagawa Yuichi now, he will only regret two words.

The young man was lying on the front of the other exit of the ventilation pipe and patted the dust on the sleeve.

Should just rush out and kill the idiot of the gun.

[What is the situation inside? ——Boben]

The mobile phone in the pocket shook a bit, and Takagawa Yu took a few seconds to change the posture in this narrow space, which was enough to reach the phone in the trench coat.

More angry.

[Three meters from the door to the right, now a poor lady is used as a shield to block sniper. .

[My horizons are very good, you can shot his head in one shot -Sibonny Tower]

Not far from the door, Po Ben, hiding in the alley a little headache.

[Then how do you plan to explain what you took? ——Boben]

At first, Takagawa Yoshi reluctantly held Matsuda's mobile phone to report the movement of the gangsters on the outside of the twilight thirteen.

"How to prepare a car for so long!"

Time passed one minute and one second, and the gangsters were obviously impatient. He looked like a novice, and tightened unconsciously with a hostage arm.

The admitted women were subconsciously struggling, and quickly shifted the attention of the anxious gangsters.

The fingers on the trigger stretched up ...

"Wait! I'm here to be a hostage!" Shihara Ruji held up and stood slowly.

Seeing that the gangster did not respond, his expression was firm, and he replied one word by word: "I am a police officer. With me as a hostage, they will meet your needs faster."

The gangsters who had disdain their eyes slightly narrowed.

The words of Shihara Research are very reasonable, but the man laughed and was not fooled.

"Are you an idiot? Haven't you ever learned the guns?" He said here, thinking about the rotation of the muzzle, "but the police who abandoned their hands were another matter."

Takagawa Yui saw the tattoo exposed on his wrist.

The youth retracted his eyes, and his fingertips passed slowly on the screen.

[I am going to break the disaster -Sibonana]

He carried out such a message to the mission.

boom

The barbed wire at the ventilated mouth was kicked open, and the gangsters who reflected them subconsciously fired, but they were escaped by the young man who was lowered.

As soon as Takagawa was pinched with the opponent's wrist, and a little hard, the hard wrist bone was broken under the palm. His expression was quiet, and he escaped another shot when he was off his head, but his eyes became cold.

"Elbow."

In a fluttering words, the successful woman reacted.

She hit the gangster's chest with her elbow, and quickly ran away by the other side when she ate the pain and opened her arms.

"How, it's fun to rob the robbery?" Without the influence of unnecessary people, Takagawa laughed.

Even if it has been washed, the original pattern can be seen vaguely.

The logo on the wrist of a man is clearly a proof of GSS's identity.

Before the leading war happened, the Hong Kong Mandarin Party was not unique as the current family.

He said that this guy was obviously a novice, and he was not afraid of the killing person.

Speaking of this group of people is quite pitiful, not only the cadres were brutally killed on the wall by Shi Ze in the war, but the vault was ransacked and cleaned.

Even if the war was over, the suppression of other black -handed parties made them breathless.

Several of them have the idea of ​​changing their careers.

"Stinky little ghost." The man squeezed out a few words from his teeth, and the pinching hand was loosened. The heavy □ fell down under the action of gravity, but fell steadily in the other hand after a few seconds.

Such a fast response made Matsuda Panping who witnessed this scene reacted.

"cherry"

His move moved forward due to the action of the opponent's shot.

The gangster bowed his head stunned and looked at the blood cave out of his abdomen.

Takagawa Yoyo opened his hand and twisted his arm: "This is your own gun."

The sense of dizziness of blood loss made the gangsters kneel halfway on the ground, but even so, he still did not release his hand holding the gun.

... There are a bit of dignity of the black -handed party.

As soon as Takagawa lowered his eyes, his heel crushed on his back: "Loose?"

The wind in the dusk blows through the corner and hair of the youth -stained clothing. Matsuda Panpeng stared at the back of the opponent's wide coat, and a incredible conjecture suddenly emerged in his head.

If it is Yirong

When the warm touch pressed against his face, Yu Takigawa froze consciously.

He raised his slender eyelashes suspiciously, letting the other person squeeze his cheek.

"Why are you pinching me?" Yuichi Takigawa asked.

Matsuda Jinhei: "...Sorry."

His eyes swept across the red mark left on the young man's face, and he didn't know why his heartbeat was accelerating.

... It's not a good thing for them that Takigawa is standing here.

Matsuda Jinhei pursed the corner of his lower lip.

After that meeting, he never heard from each other again.

I don't know if he is still alive.

"Oh." Takigawa Yu raised his hand and pinched Matsuda Jinping's face, "No need to be sorry now."

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

Takigawa Yuichi: "He won't let go, or you can remove the magazine."

Maybe it was because the other party's expression was too sincere, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't even get angry.

He crouched down and moved quickly.

After several shots were fired, the police outside the door quickly broke in.

Takigawa Yu raised his foot, and out of the corner of the eye glanced towards him, as if he was looking for him to make a record of Mumu Shisan.

【What have you done? ——Gin]

The message just sent received a reply, and Yuichi Takigawa organized the words in his mind.

Said to be brave for the sake of gin, and he must be arrested for training because his style of painting has lowered the style of the organization.

That is to say...

[The fight is in the game - Spinita]

In a certain building in Rice Flower City, Jin Jiu, who had just executed an assassination, bowed his head and said this.

Murderous, murderous!

Vodka, who was just about to praise his eldest brother's excellent marksmanship, paused, keenly feeling the stagnant atmosphere around him.

"W-would you like me to fish out Spinita?" Vodka glanced at the news on Gin's phone and tried to speak.

Gin snorted coldly.

"No," he replied, clenching his teeth on the cigarette while his fingers brushed the trigger. "Spinita will have a long memory."

Vodka added: "That's right, we're too broad with Spinitas..."

【Vodka! Catch me! Can't explain it! ——Spinita]

Vodka: "..."

[By the way, don't let the piano wine see -Sibonana]

In the cold eyes of Qinjiu, Vodka handed his mobile phone with both hands.

Goodbye, Sibonana.

It is even more important than his life.