At night, half of Tokyo is lit up with neon lights, but considering the time of day, no matter how generous Tokyo is, it will not force pedestrians on the streets to stay here at this time, and it is unknown what exactly is in the place where the brilliant neon lights can't shine.

However, at this time, there is still a kind of person who is still operating in Tokyo wantonly, in addition to those ghosts and ghosts who are not in the stream.

On the top floor of the Rice Flower Municipal Building, on the rooftop, a figure is standing quietly, a white dress, a white top hat, the same white cloak makes a rustling sound in the night breeze behind him, a blue shirt with a red tie, this iconic outfit simply does not need much explanation, but anyone who lives in Tokyo will have heard the legend of this strange thief gentleman.

"So, what is the purpose of bringing me here with such fanfare this time?" The figure chuckled, didn't look back, and the clear voice slowly drifted behind him under the blowing of the night breeze, "Why do you think that at this time, you shouldn't have found me so seriously." ”

As the words of the white figure fell, the cloak behind him floated, and a trace of moonlight poured out through the gap, illuminating the corner behind him, at this time, if someone was here, he would inevitably exclaim, and in the dark corner behind him, there was actually a figure standing.

The person who came was slender, and if he looked carefully at the outfit, he was quite similar to the white-clothed thief in front of him, the same gorgeous dress, the difference was that if the former was white, then the latter was deep darkness, with golden patterns, it looked quite majestic. A black corset cloak floated slightly behind him, unlike the white-clothed monster thief wearing monocles, the face of the one in front of him was covered with a pure gold mask, compared to the chic and uninhibited of the former, the visitor in front of him was a little more mysterious.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the latter was a little silent, the white-clothed monster thief turned his head slightly puzzled, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes, "This doesn't suit your style." ”

“...... I came to ask my brother for help. The black figure was silent for a moment, and finally sighed faintly, his voice low.

"Ask me for help?" The white-clothed monster thief was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the figure in front of him with some amusement, "I said, Feng Ming, is there something wrong?" Is there anything else you can't do? Speaking of this, he paused slightly, thinking of something not long ago, but a trace of gloom quietly flashed in his blue eyes.

Could it be ......

"The doppelganger lacks skills." The person in front of him sighed, "Senior brother, I didn't come to ask for your help as a strange thief Feng Ming this time. ”

"Huh?" The white-clothed monster thief obviously didn't expect this, and was stunned for a moment, "What does this mean?" ”

The figure sighed lightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and under the surprised gaze of the white-clothed monster thief, he took off the top hat on his head, and then raised his hand casually, and the cloak crossed an arc in the air, and when the dust settled, a gorgeous dress had disappeared, replaced by an ordinary black clothes, and finally, the figure slowly stretched out his hand and slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing the face of a handsome young man.

"Senior brother, do you understand?" The young man smiled bitterly and looked at the white-clothed monster thief in front of him, "This has nothing to do with Master's will, nor does it have anything to do with the monster thief Feng Ming, this is just my Miyamoto Charlotte's personal request." ”

"So, can't you suppress that incident not long ago?" The white-clothed monster thief was only stunned for a moment, and then regained his composure, but the sharpness in his eyes was a little more, "Could it be that what you did with my identity last time was discovered by those guys?" ”

"If that's the case, how can I have the cheekiness to ask you for help?" Charlotte shook his head, then laughed, a trace of bitterness flashed in his expression, "It's just that who is the guy behind this time, senior brother, do you want to guess?" ”

"Guess?" The white-clothed monster thief chuckled, "You say that, do I still need to guess?" ”

"Actually, I guessed it from the last time I rescued you from that explosion." The white-clothed monster thief sighed lightly, but the sharpness in his eyes became a little stronger, but after a while, that sharpness turned into a bitter smile of helplessness.

"Our senior sister...... What exactly are you going to do? ”

"I don't know." Xia Luo shook his head with a complicated expression, but soon, a trace of gold slowly flashed in his amber eyes, "However, no matter what, I will not let Senior Sister hurt her in the slightest." ”

"You're such a seed of infatuation." The white-clothed monster thief chuckled, "However, I am very interested in such a fun thing, and if there is such a thing in the future, take me one." ”

"Thank you." Charlotte heard this, and bowed gratefully to the white-clothed monster thief in front of her.

Only he knew how much risk his senior brother had taken because of this sentence.

It's not a breezy word, it's a man's promise.

"What are you talking about? However, this matter must also be mastered to this degree. The white-clothed monster smiled and waved his hand, and then his tone became solemn, "If you are too wanton, put yourself in it, it will not be worth it." ”

"I understand that." Charlotte nodded, "I won't do it, no matter who it is for." ”

"That's good." The white-clothed thief slowly walked to the rooftop, looked at the bright moonlight in the distance, slowly turned his head, looked at the bright golden eyes of the young man behind him, and chuckled.

"Little junior brother, in fact, your eyes are quite similar to those of senior sister." The white-clothed thief chuckled, jumped from the rooftop, and turned into a white feather in the night sky, and disappeared.

In the night sky, there was only a faint sigh.

The black-clothed young man was silent for a while, looked up at the moonlight in the sky, sighed faintly, and slowly picked up the pure golden mask.

......

"This is ......" Gray Yuan slowly opened his eyes, raised his head slightly confused, and looked at the ceiling that was already slightly dim, obviously, it was already very late at this time, maybe it was midnight.

I wasn't in my own bed, but lying on a big bed on the first floor, thinking that I was moved here in a daze?

"I'm ......" Gray Yuan touched her groggy head and slowly sat up, she had no memory of why she slept until now, she only remembered that Asaba fed herself a bowl of porridge before, and then she fell asleep.

"Medicine ......" glanced at it by chance, and happened to see a small medicine bag on the coffee table next to the bed, which contained the medicine he was going to take. Juanxiu's doctor's order on the medicine bag is supposed to be left by Chengshi.

"It's okay......" Thinking of his dream, Gray Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, "If it's really her coming, how can I dream here?" Thinking of this, Gray Yuan looked around, but to her slight disappointment, Asa Yu was not around, only the doctor was lying in front of the computer not far from her, as if he was dozing.

Thinking of that dream, Gray Yuan still had palpitations, and just wanted to wake up the doctor and let him go back to his room to sleep, but suddenly, Gray Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.

As far as the eye could see, drops of dark red liquid were slowly flowing down the desk where the doctor was lying on his stomach, and it looked particularly terrifying under the reflection of the blue light of the computer.

Looking at the blood-colored liquid, Gray Yuan's eyes had long since turned into a gray glow of despair.

"Doctor!" The girl's mournful voice suddenly sounded in the room, and the emptiness was frightening.

"What's wrong? Gray Plains? At this moment, a familiar voice came from the second floor with a stunned voice, "Are you awake?" ”

Gray Yuan raised his head suddenly, but was surprised to find that a figure was sitting on the railing of the stairs on the second floor, looking at him in a little surprise, with a hint of blue light on his black-rimmed glasses.