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The flames burned out, and Natsuki closed his palms slightly, his fingers rubbed gently, and the traces left on his fingers were almost hidden.

Gin Jiu slowly withdrew his eyes.

Natsuki's meaning is simple.

The more high-profile he makes, the more exposed he is to the sun, and the darker the shadow behind him is less detectable.

No one will associate a high-profile show of affection in an amusement park, a famous detective who plays in the middle of twenty feet, and the evil organization of transnational crime.

The painting style is completely different.

Gin Jiu slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, sneered, and was noncommittal.

"What's the plan for tonight?"

Gin Jiu asked in a groundbreaking manner.

In his eyes, the cold light was uncertain, and through the broken hair on his forehead, he looked out the window.

Outside the window, Natsuki's Harley heavy machine stopped right in front of his house.

Although the car has been turned off and the lights have been extinguished, the keys have not been removed.

Natsuki seemed to be ready to go out.

Hearing this, Xia Mu smiled slightly, leaned half-leaned, and looked at the night outside through the window.

"When the moonlight is shining, the scenery is good, go out and find some supper to eat, so that you can sleep well."

"Huh."

Gin Jiu suddenly sneered. A weak chuckle came out of his throat.

"Getting carried away is a shortcut to failure. Don't forget who you are. Gin

wine opened lightly.

Identity?

In the hazy smoke. Natsuki raised his gaze slightly.

His identity?

So many vests, which one (music) is said by ginjiu.

Natsuki thought about his current vest from the perspective of ginjiu.

First up is Adonis, a newly promoted senior member of the organization, a loyal subordinate.

The second is the vest used by detectives, friends of the Japanese police and the like, to hide the first identity.

And then there's Shiho's boyfriend.

With Gin Jiu's brain circuit, Natsuki's identity as his girlfriend's boyfriend is basically placed last.

After all, gin wine belongs to the staunch "loveless freedom" adherents (fog).

"Boss." Natsuki muttered, "You won't be afraid that I will be immersed in the gentle country, right?

A smile appeared at the corner of Xia Mu's mouth, and he covered his chest and said sadly: "I didn't expect you to disbelieve me so much, boss."

Gin Jiu slowly turned around, glanced at Xia Mu coldly, and gave Xia Mu a look to let him experience it himself.

The meaning of gin wine is simple.

Why should he trust Natsuki?

From beginning to end, no one believed in ginjiu, including Gin Jiu himself, he did not believe 100%.

He can also be misled, hypnotized, and oversighted... Although the odds are negligible.

So Gin Jiu doesn't believe in Natsuki, and rightly so.

Contact the organization's mission from Natsuki. Until now, most of the time Gin Jiu interfered with Natsuki's actions.

Now it's just a reminder.

It is also a side proof that Natsuki's performance makes Gin feel quite satisfied.

It's just not enough, it's going to continue, or even better.

......

Late at night.

Porsche leaves in front of Natsuki's house.

Natsuki stood in place, watching the Porsche go away.

As Gin Jiu left, the smile at the corner of Natsuki's mouth became more and more obvious.

Today's script, he thought a lot, and finally chose the most "middle two" one.

In addition to holding that since you want to play, play bigger, experience a two-dimensional line that you usually dare not think of, and live an addiction.

What's more, Natsuki felt that this script was more suitable for him and Shiho.

With Natsuki's image in the eyes of Gin Jiu, any bizarre move he made seemed reasonable.

And the more this kind of script, the more it can cover up some of the things in amusement parks today.

Shiho, who is dressed in disguise, becomes Kudo wherever the size goes....

As long as it is not Gin Jiu himself and carefully investigates today's events from beginning to end, no clues will be found.

But I want to let Gin watch and recall today's performance repeatedly to investigate....

Gin Jiu is estimated to only take out a gun and kill with a cold face.

Natsuki stood in place until a cigarette smoked, and then faintly retracted his gaze.

Turned around, ready to ride Natsuki, but saw that there was suddenly an extra person in the car.

Shiho Miyano was already dressed and sitting on a motorcycle.

A black tight leather coat wrapped around the girl's delicate body.

The black jersey fits tightly on Shiho's body.

From calves to leg bends, to thighs, to... To the back, outline the alluring curves.

Shiho Miyano tilted his head slightly, letting his hair fall from behind his ears, and then buckled his helmet over his head.

"Meow."

Chacha poked her head out from the girl's collar, and her paws tried to hook a few strands of hair exposed behind the girl's ear.

The consternation on Natsuki's face lasted only for a moment, and then it was replaced by a smile.

He walked over to Shiho and asked softly.

"Why don't you go to rest?"

Miyano propped up the locomotive with his feet, and then put the bracket back with one foot.

Twist the key, set it on fire.

After the engine started, she turned around and patted the position behind her.

Get in.

Seeing this, Natsuki stopped asking, walked behind Shiho, and sat up.

Natsuki, who knew Shiho's speed well in Miyano, reached out and grabbed Shiho's waist in order not to be thrown out.

Leaning into his arms, Natsuki subconsciously tightened his arms.

Shiho's waist was so thin that Natsuki could wrap it around it with one hand, and his other free hand teased Chacha by the way.

"Meow."

Chacha screamed, and Shiho's body in his arms suddenly tensed, and he bumped Natsuki with his shoulder.

"Ahem, it's too thin, it's a little slippery, and the friction of this dress is also a bit problematic."

Xia Mu explained a serious sentence, and then honestly put his hand down and wrapped it around the girl's waist.

However, Shiho Miyano did not drive.

She got out of the car, went to the back seat, and handed it to Natsuki to ride.

She was afraid that if she continued to drive, her clothes would continue to be "too slippery".

Under the helmet, the girl pursed her lips, and her pretty face was already red.

Seeing Shiho's action, Natsuki coughed to hide his embarrassment.

While Shiho was changing positions, he quickly adjusted the muzzle.

Just now, he didn't mean to play hooligans, but if he continued to sit in the back, Shiho might be pointed at by gunfire later.

In order not to have a more embarrassing situation such as squeezing and spitting, Natsuki can only make this decision.

There are some unspeakable hidden, Shiho will not understand, and he is not easy to say.

"Sit down."

Natsuki reminded, and after feeling the body attached to his back, he twisted the throttle.

The exhaust pipe of the locomotive emitted a puff of smoke, like an arrow off the string, rushed out.

Feeling the weightlessness coming from her body, the girl couldn't help but tighten her arms.

————

late at night.

Only the street lamps were still on the street.

As soon as the cold wind blows, the leaves on the side of the road sway.

After twelve midnight, the date comes to a new day, which coincides with the cherry blossoms.

Under the action of the Ke Xue timeline, a magical scene appeared.

Little by little, cherry blossoms emerge from the branches and then bloom quietly.

All this is not instantaneous, but silently and gradually.

Natsuki took Shiho Miyano riding a Harley through the streets.

The cold wind blows, and the faint smell of cherry blossoms is in the air.

The locomotive crossed the street, through the end of the alley, and through the rain of falling cherry blossoms.

After discovering this, Natsuki deliberately changed his driving direction, so that every time he drove by, the cherry blossoms around him just bloomed.

The locomotive drove all the way, and on the tender green branches, cherry blossoms filled the branches in an instant.

Shiho Miyano sat in the back seat, gently wrapped around Natsuki's waist, and rested his head on Natsuki's back.

The goggles on the helmet were raised, and the girl looked at this magical scene with puzzled eyes, and couldn't help but mutter

: "Adonis..." Adonis

, a liqueur based on sherry, means beautiful boy.

In Greek mythology, he was the god of spring plants.

Legend has it that he had beautiful and delicate facial features like a flower, which made everyone and everything in the world overshadow him in front of him.

Every year comes back from the dead, forever young.

The scene in front of me is so similar to the myth.

Natsuki's ability is also opposite to the myths and legends.

So, is Natsuki the god Adonis?

"What?"

As if hearing Shiho's whisper, Natsuki turned his head slightly, and the voice came from the whistling wind.

Shiho Miyano shook his head, letting the thoughts in his mind drift away with the wind.

The cold wind is howling, the clothes are hunting, and at the slightly open neckline, a wind comes in from time to time, which makes people feel cool.

She subconsciously tightened her arms around Natsuki.

The two of them raced through the streets of Tokyo.

Shiho Miyano didn't ask Natsuki's destination.

I have seen too many things today, which makes her inexplicably feel a little emotional at the moment.

There is only one thought in my head.

Don't ask the way to come, don't ask about the way back, just keep on the road ....

As long as the person accompanying him has Natsuki.

However, a voice interrupted her reverie.

Suddenly there was a siren behind him.

Harsh sirens sounded in the distance, alternating flashing warning lights shining through the mirror on her face.

Miyano looked up and saw the scene behind him through the rearview mirror.

A police motorcycle was following behind, constantly accelerating, trying to catch up with them.

"Black Harley heavy locomotive ahead, please pull over! You are suspected of speeding in a downtown city! "

Black Harley heavy locomotive ahead, please pull over!" You are suspected of speeding in a downtown city! "

Front...!"

People in the police car shouted at them.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be a female traffic policeman.

"How is she?"

Natsuki turned his head slightly and stared at the rearview mirror and complained.

Shiho Miyano looked at Natsuki suspiciously.

Seeing Shiho's inquiring gaze, Natsuki explained, "Yumi Miyamoto, the tiger of the traffic class.

Shiho Miyano looked confused and blinked, still not knowing who it was.

But listening to this name, it seems that they are a little troubled now.

......

Yumi Miyamoto screwed the throttle to the bottom and squeezed the police car under her to get every point of speed.

At this point in time, she has actually left work, and even tomorrow is her time off.

So as usual, she made appointments with other colleagues and played mahjong together.

Who knew that when she went downstairs to see the cherry blossoms bloom, she met someone racing in the busy city, and with a bang, she flew right under her nose.

That speed, you can't say ride too fast. It can only be said that it flew too low.

Yumi Miyamoto, who lost one night, was already depressed, and when she saw the performance of sending to the door, she immediately rushed out.

If she doesn't come out again, the other three colleagues' big cards are waiting for her to light the cannon.

Miyamoto Yumi thought with trepidation.

However, after she shouted, the motorcycle in front showed no signs of slowing down, and even kept speeding up.

The distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther apart.

Just as Harley was about to turn the next street, a hand was raised high, as if to tell her: No

need to send it.

Then Harley's figure disappeared into the street.

You forced me!

Yumi Miyamoto patted the fuel cap in front of the police car and thought viciously.

Then she pulled out her communicator:

"Night duty! Haven't slept yet! Come out and work overtime! "

A black Harley heavy locomotive has a serious over-the-top speed eye, the model is not a known model, and the license plate is not clear."

"There are two people in the car, and the image is blurred..." After

repeating the shout several times, Miyamoto Yumi did not stop.

She pulled out her cell phone again and made a call.

"Takagi! Not good! Miwako she was hit by a Harley racing car, the car that caused the accident is still there..." After

an operation, Yumi Miyamoto put down the communicator and mobile phone with a smile.

The old lady can't catch you now?

......

After dumping Yumi Miyamoto, Natsuki changed the driving route.

Originally, he was going out for a ride tonight, and by the way, to see if there were any cases like "Valentine's Day Murder".

Collect negative items by the way.

Even if not, it's good to go for a ride with mourning-chan.

Since there is no fixed goal, it doesn't matter which way he goes.

After driving out for a while, seeing that the female traffic policeman still did not follow, Xia Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that this breath has not completely relaxed, and things have changed.

"Toot toot!"

There were sirens in all directions, with police lights all the way, flashing constantly.

Motorcycle.

Squad car.

Sires sounded everywhere, and at every intersection there seemed to be traffic police chasing his late-night drag racing henchmen.

Right in front of him, a police car passed by.

The tone that Natsuki had just sent down was raised again.

"Gan Lin Niang!"

Natsuki spat out the national essence and increased the throttle to the maximum horsepower.

Harley's heavy machine roared, like a cheetah hunting in the middle of the night, and suddenly rushed out.

The pointer on the dashboard is directly pushed to the maximum gear.

Just as the police car was about to turn around, it passed by. Blocking the road ahead for a moment, Natsuki leaned over and rode Harley with a smile.

The traffic policeman in the police car suddenly raised his head and rubbed his eyes with some surprise.

Just now, there seemed to be a big black rat running over???

Then he quickly picked up the communicator.

"Discover the target, discover the target! It's just..."

After speaking, he turned the car around. Caught up.

After hearing his report. Someone replied immediately.

"I'm nearby! I block him in front and report the coordinates at any time! The

traffic policeman closest to the next intersection said with a confident smile.

"Just leave it to me, let Yumi Sauce furious!"

"I will never let you run away!"