Ms. Quan, who is male

"Did you say you like me, and you lied to me?"

As soon as Nakaya's voice fell, the sound that the fountain had heard before rang out again.

"Just you said, was your Sharingan opened because of Izuna's death?"

Quan did not answer this question positively, just said: "I don't tell a useless lie. You can judge for yourself whether what I said is true. If you think it is true, that is true; if you think it is false, that is

Fake."

Zhongyuan: "..."

He was not angry when he learned that Quan lied to others. After all, he also hid a lot of things from the Hong Kong Hei side. They were half a dozen. But now after hearing the other party's ambiguous answer, he almost laughed.

When this matter is over, he must teach this little bastard a lesson.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and with gravity, he punched Susanoo hard.

However, just as his fist was about to hit Susanoo, he swung it blankly.

Izumi's Maneidoscope Sharingan is still there, but Susanoo has disappeared!

Without Susanoo's protection, he himself was directly exposed.

The original target of Zhongyuan, suddenly disappeared. The fist that was swung out suddenly took his whole body forward a few steps because of inertia, and was about to hit Quan.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt tight and quickly adjusted the gravity and suppressed his body.

The whole process seemed to end in the blink of an eye. Nakaya's fist barely stopped in front of Quan's chest, only a slight difference.

Fortunately, it's okay...

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he realized that he had sweated coldly on his back.

Unlike Nakaya Nakaya's fear, Izumi, who did not follow the rules, stared at him expressionlessly, and laughed without warning.

It was a short, gentle, and with a pleasant smile, it was obvious that this person was in a good mood.

“…”

Zhongyuan Nakaya's temple thundered and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up. A pile of anger surged up instantly, making his brain heat up, and he blurted out: "Have you always been like this?"

He found that he didn't care.

Quan's hand that had just reached out to him suddenly broke into the air.

"In your opinion, I am no different from the men on Hua Street. I am also fooled by you, and you are happy with it, right?!"

He clearly said that he hates the man who cheats women the most, but in fact he is such a guy, but the guy he deceives is a man!

After saying it without thinking, Zhongyuan Zhong was stunned. When he came to his senses, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

What an angry line about being played with by a scumbag? It’s too shameful, right?!

Zhongyuan was only concerned about regret, but he didn't notice when the corner of Quan's mouth was flattened.

Quan, who was questioned, suddenly became a little dazed.

I didn't expect that he would have such a day.

The guy who plays with other people's feelings and those who deceive others to make profits should be retribution. However, most of the things he sees are not fulfilled, so he subconsciously ignores them.

Are there fewer women in Huajie who are deceived by men? Even the kinder elderly people remind ignorant newcomers, the most heartfelt sentence is: Be careful of men and be optimistic about your own heart.

The victims withered, but the perpetrators lived freely and freely as usual. One flower in the garden had fallen and another, and they didn't care at all.

Quan saw too many things like this in the flower street, so that he even forgot that if he did too much bad things, he would eventually be backfired.

Today is sunny and the sky is as clear as the sky.

But he stood in the clear sky, but could not feel the slightest warmth.

His only love, which can be said to be unreserved, was questioned by his lover.

Could this be the price he deserves to approach Zhongyuan with deception and calculation?

His head was like a bell hit by a heavy blow. The bell sound was deafening and echoed in his mind for a long time. The moment the sound rang, all the thoughts in his mind were cleared.

What’s amazing is that at this time, Izumi’s hallucination that everyone who looked like Uchiha Madara disappeared.

When he discovered this change, he suddenly realized that it was not that Uchiha Madara who didn't let him go, but that he didn't let him go.

What he was in him was not Uchiha Madara's illusion, but his own.

After the brain hell was launched, he entered the living room, used mirror reflections, regarded his reflection as an enemy, and then unconsciously launched an illusion on himself. Just like when he used the mirror to hypnotize his memory, the same truth was the same.

In other words, the Uchiha Madara he saw later were actually all imagined by him.

He felt that Uchiha Madara would not die easily, and the other party would not die as expected. He felt that Uchiha Madara would appear around him at any time, so he treated every passerby he saw as Uchiha Madara and started this fight.

Meaningless hide and seek. He was doubtful about the appearance of Zhongya in the Central Plains, and there was indeed a voice that kept "reminding" him where the other party was suspicious.

The reason why Uchiha Madara can hit his painful foot so accurately is that the other party is the reflection of his heart - he knows that he is suffering from the past, and knows what he is most afraid of now, so he is so he is that

The guy was so angry that he said a few words.

Although he wanted to reconcile with himself and no longer complicated things. However, he had been through the nineteen years of his life, especially the ten years in Huajie. Even those years were precisely because he thought a lot.

, with more plans, so that we can survive smoothly.

It's not easy to change.

He is such a suspicious, thoughtful, and has no way to let him go.

His life was full of lies and plots.

What others deceive him, what he deceives others, and what he deceives himself.

But in the end, he still had nothing.

Quan seemed to have figured it out, but after figured it out, it seemed that it did not bring any changes to him, and his brain was still in chaos.

He looked around for a while and suddenly felt that everything around him was far away from him.

He couldn't hear, could not see, could smell it, as if it was isolated from the whole world.

If you think about it carefully, as a visitor to another world, he is indeed incompatible with this world in some ways.

He is an alien and should not belong to this world.

He suddenly took a step, walked around the Central Plains, which was still in autism, and walked forward.

Zhongyuan was also awakened by his actions and turned to look at him: "Where are you going?"

Quan opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to say he would go home.

But he suddenly remembered that their home had been demolished by him.

No, to be precise, it is not his home, but from the Central Plains.

He has no home in this world.

No, not right.

He never owned a house.

He was a little bird in a cage. He broke out of the cage that held him, thinking that he had gained freedom.

But after the joy that broke free from the shackles passed, he gradually discovered that the sky he longed for was so high and far away from him, and no matter how flapping his wings, he could not fly up.

When he was tired and wanted to stop and take a break, he looked around and couldn't find the branches for him to live in.

His bond with this world is based on his deception.

Now that the lies have been exposed, it is like the foundation of a building that bears loads has been destroyed, and a hundred-meter-high building is shaking. Once the tall building collapses, no matter how exquisitely decorated the house, it will eventually be unable to escape the ending of turning into ruins.

After Zhongyuan also asked him where he was going, Quan did not answer. He just stayed there for a while because of this question, looking dazed, looking like he was thinking, and feeling like he was dazed and distracted.

But soon, he took another step and continued to walk forward without looking squinting.

"spring?"

Zhongyuan, who had not received any response, also frowned.

This is a very strange spring.

Zhongyuan also felt a sense of repulsion and separation from him that he had never felt before. It was not aimed at Zhongyuan alone, but to everything around him.

It felt like the floating dust would not fall on him, and even the sunlight would deliberately avoid where he was.

Uneasiness quickly flooded a part of my heart like the rising tide of the sea.

He suddenly felt a little panicked, for no reason.

It seemed that that person would disappear in front of him at any time and would never appear again.

On the other side.

Passers-by who had lost the control of Sharingan regained their consciousness and looked at the people around them in confusion and confusion, not knowing why they were standing here in a daze.

Dazai Osamu and Kokida stopped their hands alone, looked at each other, and looked at the direction where Izumi and Nakaya were at the same time. They happened to see the scene where Izumi bypassed Nakaya.

"Is this a return to normal?" Kunokida pushed down his glasses with a complicated expression and asked his partner, "Do you want to control people?"

"There is no need for that. Look at this, it should be fine." Of course, he was talking about the chaos on the street. As for Quan...

"His eyes must have reached their limit, right?"

"Eyes? The limit?" Kunikida said unanswerably.

"Yes." Dazai Osamu put one hand in his pocket, and said calmly, "His ability depends on those eyes, but if he uses it too much, he will eventually become blind."

"What?!" Kunikida looked at him in shock.

Of course, the premise is that the child is not lying on this point.

But Dazai Osamu did not say this sentence.

"If you let Dr. Xie No..." Kunikida said this alone, and suddenly heard a depressed crying sound not far behind him.

He looked back and found that it was a girl. The other party looked like Quan and was wearing a high-end uniform. She was holding a man who was bruised by the explosion of the vehicle, and her tears were like beads with broken lines.

"Pu, pu" fell one by one on the other person's blood-stained face.

"..." Kunikida was silent alone, and swallowed all the unfinished words back into his stomach.

Dazai Osamu looked at him, then looked at the girl crying while holding her relatives. His tone was faint and he said with a meaningful meaning: "We are a detective agency, not a savior. There are so many people in this world, and all kinds of misfortunes are at any time.

It will all come, and we are destined to be unable to save everyone."

"...I understand." Kunikida Dubu's voice was heavy, "But if I could save one, I would save one; if I could save two, I would save two..."

He held the book with the word "ideal" in his hand and looked at his partner.

Dazai shrugged and smiled helplessly: "I know. So..."

As he said that, he looked at Kawashima, who had recovered his consciousness and was still handcuffed to the railing.

The latter was staring at her back and couldn't help but shivered.