Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

Chapter 10

In the end, Zhong Yuan was not willing to throw this choker that fit his heart into the trash can.

However, betting on the dignity of the Hong Kong black cadres, he will never wear the things given to him by the enemy.

After struggling for a few seconds, he chose to throw the choker into the innermost layer of the drawer. He waited until the limelight passed and then secretly went to the technical department to take a look. By the way, he found a designer and ordered a new one. .

After closing the drawer, he rubbed the space between his brows wearily. What happened tonight really exceeded his expectations. Both physically and mentally, he was exhausted from tossing, and he was finally able to relax until now. tone.

However, before he could pounce on the bed to soak up the warmth, there was a polite knock on the door, and when he opened the door, a bouquet of blue flowers burst into his eyes unexpectedly.

Well, it reminded him of the bouquet of flowers that the man kissed his fingertips.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Anxiety hit instantly.

His eyes were complicated for a while, he rested his forehead with one hand, and looked at his subordinates who were staring at him with admiration: "You actually picked it up."

He glanced at the extremely artistic light blue vase, and couldn't help but sigh: "...and why is it still in a vase?"

"I think Mr. Zhongyuan will like it very much, so he is good at making claims..." When he was questioned, the subordinates of the mafia immediately hugged the vase more tightly, and their tone began to be uneasy, "And these flowers are all expensive varieties. Just throw it away like this... The subordinates feel a little pity."

The strange feeling of being deliberately ignored rose again. No matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't escape it. Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at those delicate and blooming petals with a headache. He still couldn't understand that the man spent so much time and energy preparing for him. The reason for the gift.

Instead, the more he thought about it, the more he fell into a strange circle, which made his face slightly warm.

He seems to be unable to escape, in the palm of this mysterious man named 'Moon Shadow Mask'.

"I don't need it." An irritability surged up in his chest like molten lava, and Zhongyuan Zhong lowered his brows impatiently, and refused, "You can do whatever you want."

After that, he closed the door to cut off the boring feeling.

What he didn't know was that when the underlings of the mafia left holding the vase in distress, they happened to meet another cadre, Osamu Dazai.

After going around for a while, this bouquet of flowers was finally placed in Dazai Osamu's office, and because of this, Dazai Osamu heard the 'interesting' gossip about him and Tsukikage Mask, gloated and laughed while clutching his stomach .

Well, Moon Shadow is really interesting, it would be great if we could meet again.

Osamu Dazai thought with a smile, his eyes fell on the blue petals, and a deep light appeared in his eyes.

……

Ren Izumi, who took off the Phantom Thief costume, turned back into an ordinary high school student with a happy smile.

Although after taking off the dress, his original snow-white back was already covered with shocking bruises, which was obviously the reason why a certain hat-lord didn't hold back his hand and smashed him against the wall, but this still didn't affect his good mood.

It's better to say that Zhong Yuanzhong is more interesting than he imagined, and it also attracts his attention.

Just this is enough to offset the cute little temper of the other party, not to mention that he also took a lot of advantage, this wave is not a loss.

And the choker he got gave him nearly two weeks of survival points. While humming beautifully, He Quanlian looked at the time required for system replication, 18 hours.

Now that a new choker has been given to the other party, he can keep this choker as a souvenir with peace of mind after the system copies the data.

As long as he sees this choker, He Quanlian's alluring snow-white neck can appear in He Quanlian's mind, and when Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head slightly proudly, his lust and self-confidence were mixed together, which almost hit his heart.

He couldn't help licking his lips, and the corners of his lips raised slightly in a sly arc.

And no matter how active he is as a phantom thief at night, he still has to obediently get up and go to school the next day.

The fourth class in the morning is a physical education class where some people are happy and others are worried. They need to change into sports clothes in advance and go to the designated place.

Just when He Quanlian was about to leave the classroom with her classmates, the system abruptly reminded that the copying time was over.

And instantly spit out the choker and fell into He Quanlian's hands.

Generally speaking, the system would return the treasure immediately after copying, but this kind of return regardless of the occasion caused He Quanlian a headache, especially when there were people around.

In the past, he would immediately turn treasures into stones and throw them into his pocket, but this time there was no one around him, and the time was quite urgent, so he just casually threw the choker into the desk, and covered the opening of the desk with a book , so hastily caught up with a large number of teams.

Following the characteristic tradition, the entire grade of Romance Academy will have physical education classes in this section, and everyone can choose different subjects, not limited to men and women.

Izumi Ren didn't have much interest in sports, and he refused Judo, which Nozaki Umetaro once invited him. After much deliberation, he still chose a subject that boys can basically know-basketball.

It's just that I didn't expect that the subject, which was supposed to test the unity and friendship of the students, turned into a hell on earth because of the participation of a certain girl.

A dashing woman in a red jersey stood in the center of the court, her slightly long hair tied up around her neck at will, her narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and a devilish smirk curled up at the corner of her mouth.

As long as she sees her holding a basketball and standing carelessly on the court with one hand on her waist, both men and women below will sweat profusely in panic, and there will always be terrifying shouts in the closed stadium.

"It's Seo!! Run!!"

"Oh no, it's her again, she will die, who can save us!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

There was an endless stream of shouts one after another.

When she just transferred from another school, He Quanlian couldn't understand why everyone was so flustered, so she bravely made a stop to the basket alone.

Afterwards, he watched Seo Yuzuki slapping the basketball, roaring heartily, and ran towards him recklessly.

"..."

Her goal was obviously to shoot the basket, but the movement of rushing towards him and the expression of staring at him with a wicked smile gave He Quanlian a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the basketball that was supposed to be thrown towards the basket seemed to have eyes, and it hit him in the face impartially!

Fortunately, he tilted his head reflexively, and the basketball, which was as powerful as an atomic bomb, grazed his cheek and hit the wall with a bang, as loud as an explosion.

However, Seo Yuzuki himself smacked his tongue deeply, showing a very regrettable expression: "Tsk, I almost hit it."

He Quanlian: "..."

May I ask where do you want to go? ?

After several times of being almost hit by a basketball and lying in the infirmary, He Quanlian immediately hid in the back faster than anyone else.

Sorry to bother you, to bother you...

With the lessons learned from the previous session, He Quanlian will be physically and mentally exhausted after every physical education class.

Of course, not only him, but also the entire basketball elective students had the same tragedy. This kind of sympathy gave them a special kind of comrade-in-arms.

Someone decided to drag Seo Yuzuki desperately before class, not letting her enter the basketball court to harm the masses. Everyone applauded, and even Izumi Ren took the initiative to contribute her own wisdom, set up multiple plans of ABCDEF, and vowed to die. Save everyone's life!

In a sense, they did learn to unite through basketball - in working together to contain Seo.

However, Seo Yuzuki is an unusual woman. She has superhuman motor nerves and weird brain circuits. These battles ended in failure in less than a minute.

In the end, Seo Yuzuki came to the gymnasium in good spirits to attend the class on time, behind him was a group of comrades who were so tired that they were about to vomit blood.

"Is it the game you designed!"

And Seo Yuzuki didn't know where he heard that the plan was made by Izumi Ren, and happily gave him a thumbs up: "It's very interesting, let's play again next time!"

"..."

This was the first time that He Quanlian could hardly maintain that hearty smile.

Seo Yuzuki, what a terrifying woman!

Today's physical education class also ended with the result that except for Seo, a group of people shrugged their shoulders exhaustedly, staggered on their feet, and returned to the class as if lost.

Even He Quanlian's face was ashen, and he drifted into the class weakly.

It wasn't until he got to his seat that he finally realized that there were some familiar figures behind him.

"Yu Zichai... Sakura?" His brain paused for a while, and then he suddenly remembered what his next line was: "Why are you here..."

He Quanlian, who always liked to laugh the most, turned into the current look of being so angry that everyone who was familiar with him couldn't help showing distressed expressions, and hesitated to speak.

Nozaki Umetaro, who was the only one sitting on a chair, didn't have that string, and explained first: "They came to see if you were still alive."

"...Is that so." He Quanlian managed to force a smile: "I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

"...It doesn't seem like there is any problem at all!" Miko Chai Mikoto couldn't help but complain loudly.

After all, He Quanlian used to give people a lively and warm feeling, and has always been an existence that makes people smile involuntarily. As long as you just look at him like this, you can feel the surge of power, but now...

Miko Chai was in so much pain that he really wanted to shake the other person's shoulders to wake him up quickly!

However, as if he didn't feel anything about this tragic atmosphere, Nozaki Umetaro casually talked to Izumi Ren while sorting out the books on his desk: "By the way, Wakamatsu asked me to pass the message on my behalf, and I want to specialize Thank you for coming."

Bolong Wakamatsu, a member of the basketball club, is a first-year junior who has had a very miserable life because he is very popular with Yuzuki Seo.

Ever since he learned that He Quanlian was also a basketball elective and had the same pitiful fate as him, his relationship with He Quanlian instantly became better.

Hearing this, He Quanlian asked suspiciously: "Why should he thank me?"

He didn't seem to be doing anything.

"Because the day after every physical education class is the time when Wakamatsu's basketball team can breathe a sigh of relief." Umetaro Nozaki explained blankly: "After all, only Seo, who has played enough today, will not harass them." .”

"That's enough of a reason to be grateful."

He Quanlian: "..."

He would rather not need such thanks.

Build your own happiness on the pain of others, okay, junior, I remember you.

He Quanlian's smile could not help but distort for a moment.

A few people were having a real conversation, when the male student who was also taking basketball as an elective came swaying from behind, suddenly tilted his foot and fell on He Quanlian's table, making the table make an ear-piercing sound.

Something flew out along the edge of the desk and landed on the ground.

He Quanlian didn't notice this scene, but Miko Shiba Mikoto, who noticed something extra under her feet, kindly picked it up: "Iquan, drop your things..."

Suddenly, the second half of his sentence was stuck in his throat, his constricted pupils trembled violently, and even his shoulders shrugged slightly.

The hot air climbed up his cheeks little by little, making his face red like a ripe apple.

Feeling strange, He Quanlian just lowered her head slightly, and just happened to see the hot and sexy choker in his hand.

"..."

Oh hoo.

In an instant, he felt that the gazes around him suddenly became strange.

He Quanlian: ...

May I ask how to explain my innocence in this situation, waiting online, very urgent.

The author has something to say: If this is a bg article, it will probably be:

Seo, heh, what an interesting woman.

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The following is the inner monologue:

Miko Chai: ...I didn't expect you to be such a person, don't you feel ashamed!

Sakura: My God, Izumi likes such sexy accessories, so what should I do with his character design!What should Mamiko do! !

Nozaki: Do you want to add some color to Suzuki, so I wrote it down.

The rest of the students: Tsk tsk, you really can't judge people by their appearances.

He Quanlian: ... Feng Critic was murdered.

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感谢在2020-05-1311:23:33~2020-05-1320:38:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yan Zhaoge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!