The sky was gloomy, as if covered with a light gray veil, and there was not a trace of sunlight to be seen, which made people feel depressed, just like the mood of the people attending this memorial service. However, there are certainly exceptions.

Mixed in the crowd of mourners from outside, Duan Chen stood in the corner dressed in black, looking at the huge portrait hanging in the middle of the venue, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It feels really strange to participate in my own memorial service." ”

That's right, today is the day of CCG's memorial service for the broken chen. And he, the main owner, will come to the scene to take a look because he is idle and bored. Of course, no one can recognize Broken Chen's current appearance, even if it is the real household he is most familiar with.

Most of the people who came to the memorial service were CCG investigators, but there were also ordinary people who were rescued during the riots in District 13. But none of them would have imagined that their benefactor was actually standing beside them.

Soon, the memorial service will begin.

Broken Chen turned his head to look and found that Mato Xiao, accompanied by his father, Mato Wu Xu, had walked out of the room behind the hall and stood still in the family area. In addition to them, there is also Broken Chen's old boss when he served in the 13th District, the high-ranking investigator Yamada Hiroshi.

Seeing the godless and desperate expression on Mato's haggard face, Broken Chen couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He knew that the news of his death was too big a blow for Matoxiao.

"Bear with me a little longer, Xiao." Broken Chen thought silently in his heart.

At this time, a group of high-level officials of CCG, led by the director and Shujishi, came to the venue. Although in the heart of the time with Xiuji, it is a very fortunate thing for Broken Chen to die, but after all, Broken Chen is still a quasi-special investigator of CCG, and this superficial work and Xiuji still have to be done well.

"Please be quiet, the memorial service is about to begin." The staff maintained order at the scene. He handed the microphone to the side and Shukishi.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is with a heavy heart that we are here today to attend the memorial service of Mr. Tsuna, the Quasi-Special Investigator who contributed to the deportation of the meanders," said Shukishi, who began to read the memorial speech in an official tone.

Everyone present listened quietly, except for the sound of talking to Shuyoshi, only Mato Xiao couldn't help the sorrow in his heart and let out a slight sob.

Broken Chen stood in the distance, watching all this with cold eyes. Perhaps except for the accident with Xiuji, most of the people at the scene were really saddened by his death, but for CCG, an organization that he had made up his mind to destroy, Broken Chen could be said to have a little bit of goodwill.

It didn't take long. At the end of his speech, the mourners began to step forward in an orderly manner, bowing to the portrait of the duanchen.

As a surrogate family member, Mato returned the favor to people in turn. That Mu Ran's expression made everyone who saw it couldn't help but sigh, because many people knew the relationship between Zhenhu Xiao and Duan Chen.

Broken Chen planned to take a look and leave, but it was rude and easy to cause misunderstanding in doing so, so he also stepped forward and bowed.

When Broken Chen walked in front of Matoko. Stunned to find a few white strands in her platinum-blond hair, which made Broken Chen frown. When he saw Matoxiao's empty eyes again, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Remember? You have to live well," said this sentence in a very small voice, and Duan Chen turned around and left. He didn't know if he heard it. This is also for peace of mind.

What Broken Chen didn't know was that after he turned to leave, Mato Xiao slowly raised his head, and a stunned expression of overshock appeared on his face.

"Is that you, you're still alive," Mato muttered. She couldn't find Broken Chen, and she didn't catch up because she was afraid. I'm afraid that the voice just now was just my hallucination.

Leaving the memorial service, Broken Chen didn't have the heart to continue shopping, so he went straight back to the antique coffee house. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Dong Xiang's face full of resentment.

"Who messed with you again, Dong Xiang-chan?" Broken Chen smiled, "You can hang the oil bottle with your mouth pouting." ”

Dong Xiang saw the playful smile on his face, and suddenly became angry: "Big bastard!" Where did you go? I've wasted half a day looking for you! ”

Duan Chen disagreed: "Oh, it turned out that I provoked you, that's really an honor." But what are you looking for me? The casual tone suddenly turned Dong Xiang's face red.

"You big bastard! I'm fighting with you! Dong Xiang pounced with his teeth and claws.

"Ahh Broken Chen shrugged his shoulders unscrupulously, and stretched out his palm against Dong Xiang's head. With his height and arm length, Dong Xiang's arms and legs can't reach no matter how he kicks and kicks.

"It seems that you have to pay attention to supplementing nutrition, otherwise you won't be able to develop, Dong Xiangchan." Broken Chen smiled and mocked, which made Dong Xiang even more angry, if it weren't for the fact that there were still many customers in the store, she might have really had a big fight.

"Okay, Dong Xiang, don't make trouble." Yoshimura appeared in time to stop the farce.

Although Dong Xiang was not angry, she had to listen to the store manager's words. had no choice but to slap Broken Chen's hand and run to the side to sulk.

Broken Chen smiled and looked at Fangcun Gongshan: "Store manager, what's the matter with me?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing, I just hope you can go to Mr. Bei's mask shop with Dong Xiang to do something. I think you'll need a mask too. Fangcun said. He didn't explain what it was, it should be because he couldn't tell others in front of him, but it seemed that he had already instructed Dong Xiang, so Duan Chen didn't ask more.

"Okay, then Dong Xiangchan and I will set off now."

"Well, please."

With the reluctant girl, Broken Chen left the antique coffee house, and as for where to go, Dong Xiang had to lead the way.

"Follow the big bastard, don't blame me if you get lost, hum!" Dong Xiang shook his head and walked out first, obviously still angry about what happened just now.

Broken Chen looked at Dong Xiang's back, thinking in his heart whether he should provoke her less, although it was fun to do that, but Dong Xiang was at a more sensitive age. He was worried that if this continued, it might become another trouble. This is not because Broken Chen feels good about himself, but because he has seen the cattiness in Dong Xiang's eyes.

"Well, let's mess with her less in the future." Thinking like this in his heart, Broken Chen raised his feet and followed Dong Xiang in front.

Along the way, Broken Chen didn't speak, which made Dong Xiang feel a little strange, if it was normal, it would not be possible to be so quiet. Although Dong Xiang was very unhappy all the time because of the anger that had been upturned by Broken Chen, he suddenly stopped talking to himself, and Dong Xiang felt uncomfortable again. I feel as if I've been neglected.

It can only be said that a woman's mind is really strange, even if Dong Xiang is still a girl, it is no exception.

In this way, the two made it all the way to the fourth district. Of all the districts in Tokyo, the 4th ward is also a place where there is a lot of mew activity. Here, the phenomenon of meandering attacks and collusion abounds. Just walking on the road, you can feel the restless atmosphere here.

"Go this way." Dong Xiang turned his head to look at Xuanchen, turned around and walked into a remote alley.

Broken Chen followed her. I came to the front of a somewhat dilapidated shop with a sign at the door that read ArtMaskStudio.

"This is Mr. Bei's mask shop, and we usually come here to customize and repair masks." Dong Xiang said, pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as you enter the house. Broken Chen saw that there were many half-length dummies in the not wide room, each with a different mask on his face, and there were many various masks displayed on the surrounding walls. In the dim light, it looks a little weird.

"Mr. Bah. I'm Dong Xiang, are you there? ”

As soon as the words fell, a hairstyle with a personality. The guy covered in tattoos walked out of the pile of dummies, with a pair of black eyes and red eyes that were very obvious, needless to say, he knew that this guy was a mew, and judging from the momentum of the hair on his body, his strength was definitely not weak. At least in Broken Chen's opinion, this Bei is similar to the Sifang Lotus, both of which are around the SS level.

"Ah, it's Dong Xiang, welcome." Bei said hello expressionlessly, and what did not match his rebellious appearance was that his voice was very soft, giving people a very gentle feeling.

"Hello, Mr. Bei, it was the manager of Fangcun who called me here." Dong Xiang said.

"That's right." Bei walked over, glanced at Broken Chen with an inquiring gaze, and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"The new clerk in our store, he's a jerk, Mr. Bei doesn't need to pay attention to him." Dong Xiang said angrily.

The corners of Duanchen's mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "Dong Xiangchan, the last half of the sentence is redundant, so you don't need to say it." ”

"Humph! You have to take care of it. Dong Xiang seemed very happy to see that Duanchen was deflated, and twisted his head to steal joy in his heart.

Seeing this, his gaze at Broken Chen became surprised. With his understanding of Dong Xiang, he has never seen anyone who can make Dong Xiang look like this, even if he is an antique person, at most he is just bickering.

Broken Chen had no choice but to introduce himself: "Hello, my name is Nangong." ”

"Hello, just call me." After speaking, he suddenly came to Broken Chen's side and sniffed it, and said in a strange tone: "Well, the smell on your body is very special." ”

Broken Chen frowned and took two steps back to keep himself away from this killing Matt. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was someone Dong Xiang knew, based on the sentence just now, he would definitely have punched him.

looks like 2580,000 yuan, just looking at it is annoying. And Duanchen always felt that this guy named Bei seemed to have some bad intentions.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Bei said disapprerovingly, "Are you here to customize a new mask?" ”

Dong Xiang nodded, pointed at Broken Chen and said, "I want to make a mask for him, and the manager of Fangcun asked me to tell Mr. Bei that I will go to the antiques tonight and talk about some important things." ”

Hearing Dong Xiang's words, he just said that he knew, and he didn't say anything special. Broken Chen's eyes became deeper. Fangcun Gongshan asked this guy to talk, probably because he wanted to absorb antiques.

But I don't know why, Broken Chen always feels that there is something wrong with this, but the few plot memories in his mind can't solve his doubts.

"What's wrong?"

(To be continued.) )