"Convincing a miracle doctor is actually quite simple. "Gong Sandao.

Canghai nodded. "Okay, I'll see. Shallow smiled and asked lightly: "Do you know why you don't like wine?"

Gong San hurriedly shook his head.

Canghai smiled: "Sometimes the closer people get to the answer, the more inexplicably they stop, what a pity." Just like my brother. ”

Gong San frowned slightly, and said, "At least give me a hint, right?"

Canghai said: "The answer is in Fang Cai's poem." ”

Gong San said: "Is it a poem by our people, or is it a poem by Li Taibai?"

Canghai said: "Of course Li Bai's poem." After a pause, he said, "Some people say that Li Bai is the reincarnation of Tai Bai Xing, do you believe it?"

"Believe. Gong San said seriously. Then he lowered his eyelids and thought.

For a short time, Canghai didn't look at him, didn't look at the floor, didn't even glance at anything in the room. Canghai turned his head and looked out of the mud pot full of soil without a single green grass on the windowsill, and there was tender and bright green grass growing in the small courtyard where there was soil. There is no shadow in the strong sun, and it blooms selflessly.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

"I thought of it!" Gong San raised his head sharply, and saw Canghai slowly turning his head, and out of the corner of Canghai's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a fluffy shadow of white flowers flying over the tip of the grass. Gong San clenched Canghai's right arm, as if to convey the determination in his heart to him.

"We've decided to quit drinking. Gong San said solemnly: "Only people who escape from reality love to get drunk, and we don't need it." ”

Canghai shook his head. "What a painful decision. ”

Gong San said solemnly: "It's not too painful for us." ”

Canghai nodded. "I hurt. You're pinching me. ”

Escapism is the one who loves to get drunk. Just like the mustache Kato.

Now even if he wants to be realistic, he can't be realistic anymore.

His reality is to take a license plate and wait for Hades to arrange reincarnation. He had thought about many, many futures. It's unrealistic, but now he can't try to make it happen.

He didn't even know that the phrase "Nakamura-kun, you old bastard!" was the last sentence he left in the world. I don't know that this sentence is the truth that he has dedicated his entire life to interpret and prove.

Nakamura grinned and sat next to the dry boss.

Boss Qian sat beside Nakamura with a grin.

There were only two people in this closed room.

The two of them just giggled.

Boss Qian's eyes are ahead.

Nakamura grinned and looked at the side of the dry boss.

Remember that agreement, right?

Keep in mind the details of each person's behavior. This will be the key to the case.

That's how Kato is. Dead.

Nakamura looked at Boss Qian's side and smiled: "Qianjun, we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

Boss Qian's eyes are ahead. Laugh too. "It's not that I deliberately disagree with Nakamura-kun, it's that we didn't see each other for seven days. ”

"Ha Lu Ha ......" Nakamura looked up to the sky and smiled, smiling like a noble man with a lot of status. The nobleman wore a new and magnificent kimono, as if he were going to an apprenticeship ceremony. Others worship him as a teacher.

People like Nakamura will never go to apprenticeship again at the moment.

Those who are more capable than him can't win them over, so they can only kill them.

"It's a pity that Kato-kun is not a person who is more capable than Xia," Nakamura said with a smile, "He is just a stumbling block between Shimo-kun and 'Drunken Wind'." When you are on the road. If you step on a stone under your feet and you will be hurt wherever you go, then even if the days of being hurt by this stone are only seven days, it is long enough. What's more, the days of longing are not only seven days. ”

"Oh......" Boss Qian nodded. Still looking at the door in front of him through the gap, he arched his hands sideways towards Nakamura like a blind man, and said, "Long time no see." ”

Nakamura smiled. Like a noble man with status.

"I don't have to pretend to be a turtle anymore. Nakamura smiled. "There are no more turtles in the eyes of the bottom. ”

Boss Qian immediately pouted and nodded vigorously in agreement. His eyes were dry, and he looked at the door that was shining with white light, but he couldn't blink because of the dryness. Boss Qian pouted and said, "Thank you so much for Nakamura-kun for saying such a thing when he looked at him." ”

Nakamura then laughed.

Boss Qian said again: "Nakamura-kun, can I take the liberty of asking you a question?"

Nakamura smiled, "Yes." ”

Boss Qian said: "When you want to kill Kato-kun, is he no longer a turtle in your eyes?"

Nakamura laughed for the third time.

"You're right, Qianjun. ”

Boss Qian finally nodded his head. "Under the understanding, it is a dead turtle. ”

Nakamura laughed for the fourth time.

Boss Qian looked at the pedal under his feet and said, "So Nakamura-kun." Can I take the liberty of asking you another question?"

Nakamura smiled, "Yes." ”

Boss Qian said: "So Nakamura-kun has already admitted that Kato-kun was killed by your own hands?" Boss Qian finally raised his head and looked at Nakamura indifferently. "So there are no Assassins in the Outer Building?"

Nakamura smiled.

Boss Qian stared at him for a while, his eyes were serious and dazed, and he said softly: "Then it's down...... For Nakamura-kun, is it considered a dead turtle in the next place?"

Nakamura smiled. "What did Qianjun say?"

Boss Qian kept looking at Nakamura's friendly smile. Confused blinked. Sit up straight, still looking at the door. "Sorry for the question...... This question is too presumptuous. ”

Nakamura grinned and bared his teeth. "Qianjun. It's not the assassins of Fang Wailou, it's they who misreported it. At that time, I was talking to them as 'China's patriotic samurai'. Who knew that they guessed that it was someone from Fang Wailou. Nakamura smiled again, "I want to cooperate with 'Drunken Wind'." The premise must not be to offend Fang Wailou. If this matter is interfered by the people of Fang Wailou, it will definitely come to light, and in the next fall, Dongying Liukou will definitely not buy the face of 'drunken wind'. ”

Boss Qian said: "In that paragraph, Nakamura Junichi shared three 'certain'. ”

Nakamura said with a smile: "I hate Qianjun in Xiazhilu, and I don't like Qianjun very much." ”

"Yes, in the lower Zhilu Dao. Boss Qian pouted and nodded, "But this does not affect cooperation." He turned to look at Nakamura.

Nakamura said, "It's better that way." Since we have never trusted, there will be no betrayal. ”

"Tsk. Boss Qian couldn't help but smack his lips, "I'm going to help you add a good pair," looking at Nakamura sincerely. "Definitely. ”

Nakamura smiled. Although he laughed all the time. I kept looking at the dry boss.

"But that assassin is always a scourge. He frowned helplessly. Because he saw Nakamura suddenly cover his mouth and laugh.

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