It's so much fun to fall in love.

Qing Ze also doesn't know if Phoenix's Mihime's proposal is really for Tetsuji's sake or does he want to think about Tetsuji and create opportunities for himself?

Anyway, he thinks such a beautiful girl is really cute.

Putting away the phone, Qing Ze unscrewed the door.

"Thousand."

Qing Ze just wanted to greet the beautiful woman who was busy in the kitchen as usual, and the very pleasant fragrance had already entered his nose, not inhaled by him, but directly into his nose when he approached rapidly.

He was pulled inside the door, like an innocent white rabbit pressed against the door, his mouth unable to make a sound, only exchanging saliva.

Qing Ze stared at the stunning face that was close at hand, and those dark eyes seemed to have a fire burning on the eye waves.

A breath like fire spewed out on his face, trying to melt the green ze.

If there is anything that Qing Ze is not satisfied with, it is that his hands are held down, his chest is suppressed by the heavy mountains, and if he wants to experience more, he can only use that slightly resisting way, moving little by little.

He tried to comprehend the legendary sincerity, and the gold and stone were open.

Chiyo Morimoto's breathing became noticeably hotter, and instead of continuing to suppress it, she quickly let go, and the person stepped back and said, "Isn't it exciting to welcome you back like this?" ”

"Please keep it up every day in the future."

"Look at my mood, hehe~"

Chiyo Morimoto let out a pleasant laugh, her tongue licked her upper lip, and her narrowed eyes were like foxes looking at the meat on a plate, full of seductive ecstasy.

"Don't stand stupidly at the door, wash your hands and eat."

She turned, her voluminous T-shirt covering her ultra-short jeans, her long legs dangling in front of her.

Although there is no tight curve of the pants, this kind of vision that seems to be wearing nothing under the T-shirt also makes Qing Ze feel good.

"Chiyo~" He flew forward, and unexpectedly, Chiyo Morimoto did not dodge and let him hold him in his arms.

The beauty is in her arms, and the soft long hair looks silky to the touch on the cheeks, and there is a mature perfume smell that people never get tired of.

He couldn't help but rub it and said, "Chiyo, why don't you use these long legs to help me solve the current problem?" ”

Chiyo Morimoto glanced at him sideways, raised his hand to flick his head, and said, "Daba~"

The already soft voice seemed to be mixed with honey at this moment.

"I don't read those comics in the future, and I actually make such an outrageous request to go home."

Chiyo Morimoto rolled his eyes, if he could help solve it with his legs, it would be better to go straight to base.

After all, it's all to the point of using legs, what's the difference between using it and using it?

"Loosen."

She said calmly.

Aosawa can only let go of his hand in order to continue to hold Chiyo Morimoto next time, and pinched it by the way.

The numb feeling spread from her chest to her whole body, and Chiyo Morimoto almost couldn't stand, but she kept her complexion unchanged, raised her hand and said, "That's good, let's eat."

I'm going to work overtime tonight, don't play too late outside, come back on time. ”

"Okay."

Qing Ze was curious: "Is it the leader above who wants you to work overtime?" ”

"No, I met a tricky guy who needs to take the initiative to work overtime to solve it."

Chiyo Morimoto shook her head.

Two of Muhamrad's men were captured, but no useful information was confessed.

The Yemeni lion is still operating in the shadows, and it is possible that because of the capture of two of his men, there is a hint of revenge on them, and the man must be dealt with as soon as possible so that the task force can continue to deal with Dior's case.

"Who is it?"

"Don't worry so much about adults and children, eat."

Chiyo Morimoto did not reveal it, sat down, and prepared to run back to Shinjuku after eating the meal to deal with Muhamrad's affairs.

"Okay."

Aosawa shrugged his shoulders and decided to wait and see what Chiyo Morimoto was up to with Schrödinger's cat.

……

After dinner, Aosawa went for a night run as usual.

Chiyo Morimoto took the dishes and chopsticks to the dishwasher and returned to the room to change into a pair of panties.

Flirting with Qing Ze is a double-edged sword, and it also has an impact on her.

But she still enjoys it, and loves the thrill of walking on the tip of a knife, like blocking a bullet with an M500 at noon.

Now I think about it, there is a kind of fun.

Chiyo Morimoto got on the train to Shinjuku, and the women's carriage looked very empty.

As we get closer to Shinjuku, there are more and more people.

She still got off at Okubo Station.

Outside Okubo Station at night, there are more bloggers on the side of the road who are broadcasting live.

Some of them are playing and singing there with their talents.

Some are just writhing around there, and they don't know what they want to show the audience.

Chiyo Morimoto rejects several invitations to play at the bar and comes to the Kumatsu apartment.

She quickly walked up to the second floor and knocked on the door.

The door inside opened quickly.

"Morimoto, you're coming too slowly."

Emily's grumbling voice floated from the living room, and Chiyo Morimoto shrugged her shoulders and said, "This is unpaid overtime, so don't say those words."

I've been working a long time today. ”

"Year under control."

Ito Otome said coldly, and actually ran back to cook for male high school students.

Chiyo Morimoto said angrily: "Necrophilia." ”

It's okay for a normal person like Emily to complain about her love affair with Aoze, this woman who likes to do that kind of thing to corpses, what confidence does she have to speak here?

"I just have a medical pursuit, don't look at me with your dirty gaze to dissect a cadaver."

"Love knows no age, you can't even figure this out, what kind of rigor is there, you are a weirdo who likes corpses."

"Alright, you two don't have to be there every time we meet."

Emily interrupted them.

At first, the two quarreled just because one was not used to smelling perfume and the other was not used to smelling disinfectant.

Now it has gradually evolved into arguing about various things.

"Isn't your relationship going to be good?"

Hearing Emily's words, Chiyo Morimoto said expressionlessly, "What are you kidding."

Like that kind of thing that is noisy on the lips and has good feelings behind the scenes, it only happens in TV dramas, and if you hate a person in reality, you really hate it. ”

"Your dog still occasionally spits out tusks from his mouth."

It's rare for Ito Otome to agree with Chiyo Morimoto's opinion on this matter, and the disgust in her heart is by no means false.

Caterina handed over the black tea at the right time and said, "Don't talk about that, let's sit down and drink tea first." ”

"Okay."

Chiyo Morimoto sat on the single sofa and asked, "Isn't there a whereabouts of Muhamrad yet?" ”

Emily said truthfully: "Those two subordinates are hard bones, but their brains are not very good.

From their side words, I can probably guess what kind of person Muhammad was.

If he's not mistaken, he's probably inside some Yakuza organization in Tokyo. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"That's a cautious and bold guy who likes to make traps to lure people into taking the bait, and the best people meet his requirements."

Emily replied, "I've asked Iwajo and Jack to strengthen the surveillance of the Extreme Path. ”

Chiyo Morimoto frowned slightly: "If he and Dio appear at the same time, then who should we prioritize?" ”

"Dior."

Imily decisively said this answer, compared with Dior, the importance of Muhamrad must be in the back row.

Chiyo Morimoto asked again, "Is there any news that the patient has been cured from the hospital during the day?" ”

Emily shook her head and said, "There is no news of a cure, and there are no more strange patients.

Dior may not have acted.

It may also have been done to some people who are not easy to be discovered, so the news has been delayed.

Ah, when I think about it, I feel like the range is expanding. ”

Emily scratched her head, stopped thinking about it, took a sip of black tea, and replenished the sugar to calm her mind.

Kusuke Iwaki in the house suddenly shouted, "There's movement." ”

"Dio or Muhamrad?"

Emily quickly put down the black tea in her hand.

Kusuke Iwaki replied, "I don't know, I saw that outside the house of the Matsugi team leader in Setagaya, there were obvious foreigners wandering there.

In terms of appearance, he does not look like the Dior you described, he has a very dark complexion, a round shaved head, and a thick neck, like a bundle of steel bars.

He is so tall and strong, wearing a colorful T-shirt and loose pants, and a pair of large slippers on his feet.

Ah, that guy found my drone. ”

When Iwaki Kusuke said this, the screen suddenly went black, and he said with an angry face, "Damn, that guy broke my drone with a stone." ”

……

"Hit~"

Sting Singleton was delighted, like a boy throwing paper balls into the trash in a game.

The headphones he was wearing were heard again.

"Sting, be serious, if you let Mohamrad run away again this time, we won't be able to explain it to the higher-ups."

"Rest assured, now there is no one to help him, the Yemeni lion is just a fish in a net."

Sting's face was full of indifference, it was not the first time he and Mohamrad had fought each other.

The guy assassinated the president several times and then walked away.

Not only did the CIA and the FBI lose face, but the Secret Service responsible for protecting the president was also embarrassed, making it seem like they were very good.

In the past, people from the Swastika Society helped Muhammad cover his whereabouts in the United States, so that Muhamrad, who failed in his assassination, could always escape.

Now Haruhiko Okamura, who is now identified as the Swastika Society, is dead, and his henchmen have been eliminated by the CIA.

The dignified male lion has fallen to the point of using extreme people to do things for himself and inquire about the news.

"He can't escape."

Sting walked around the station, picking a suitable location for the invasion.

He leaped lightly, his huge body, made of steel-like muscles and with the lightness of a feather, and he climbed over the wall and landed in the courtyard as silently as a cat.

"Don't underestimate him, Sting, even at this point, Mohamrad is still a terrifying opponent."

"Don't be verbose, I know better than anyone else how tricky that guy is, in this world, I'm afraid no one can beat him except me."

Sting replied that frivolous words are character, and it does not mean that he looks down on Muhammad in his heart.

He walked to the room where the suspected target was.

(End of chapter)