In this world, it is impossible to tell the right or wrong, nor can it be distinguished from black and white. Some are just different positions.
Yoko Hana reported herself, and almost shocked me
The threshold for Fusang University is so strict. There are very few people who can study for master's degree in their country. The beautiful woman in front of me who doesn't have much to do with gangsters or head nurses in the psychiatric hospital has actually obtained a double doctorate!
How old is she?
My face was full of questions. Yoko glanced at me sideways, looked back and smiled in a light tone and said in a gentle tone: Oh hehe... Sir, shouldn't he question my age like those ordinary people? My file says that I was born in 1982. Although I am no longer young, I am still aged to marry, what do you think?
The person who has a double doctorate degree and has already started working is only twenty-seven years old this year... He can get married, but the key is that someone dares to marry Ah!
Moreover, she could actually see through what I was thinking!
Sir, I must be wondering why I know what you think, right?
To my dismay, Yoko once again revealed my inner thoughts as soon as I was thinking: Haha, I am an expert in psychiatrics...
Observing words and expressions should be a necessary survival skill for underworld figures, and in this perverted strong woman with a double doctorate degree, this ability seems to be infinitely magnified.
At first I felt Yoko's eyes were mysterious and sexy, and there was danger in her charming mèi
Fortunately, she almost knew everything about me, otherwise, I really should have doubted whether this good-nurse nurse was here to protect me or spy on me!
I'm not thinking about it
I tried hard to prevent myself from entering the circle of her eyes, and looked at the ceiling and scratched my head and said: It’s just that there is a saying in our country that makes me feel strange when I hear Yoko’s degree. We Chinese always say that if a woman is a master’s degree, she will become a pig, and if she is a doctorate, she will become a dinosaur... So I was thinking just now that if this statement is followed, then what should women who have studied double doctorate become?
Ah Haha...
Yoko smiled so hard that she leaned on the armrest of the sofa. She stretched out her little hand with black lace gloves and pointed at me in the void: But it was right. The more you read the books, the more perverted the woman's psychology would be... But sir, you are so fluent in Fusang, I even forgot that you are Chinese!
where……
When we talked about this, a few faint ticacies suddenly came from the lock of the apartment door, and then the front door was pushed open from outside.
This surprised me and I almost stood up from the sofa, because I clearly heard that Yoko Hano had locked the door after entering the door.
Once the front door of this apartment is closed, it cannot be opened from the outside. After the door opens, the crack of the door actually shows a Yankees baseball hat exposed in the crack.
Mr. Jin, Miss Yoko, I'm sorry to bother you!
The one who came in was Hitotaro Ishikawa...
After he pushed open the door and came in, I saw this slightly honest and fair-looking man, carrying a computer bag on his shoulder, a large toolbox in his left hand and a luggage in his right hand. There was no sign of how he opened the door.
Ha, Ishikawa, you have made progress recently, so you can be responsible for decorating the camera and put my luggage in place first
While I was confused, Yoko arched her waist slightly on the armrest of the sofa and said to Hikataro in a lazy tone of the superior.
The afternoon sun shines into the room from the large windows, scattered on the woman's black shirt, black leather skirt, black net stockings and black lace gloves. In the temptation of the scent of roses on her body, I really can't connect her in front of her with any of her identity.
She is like a noble young woman from afar
That pretty and dangerous look, I wonder how many men have fallen into it?
I know, Miss Yoko
On the other hand, Yoshitaro was not idle after entering the door. After quickly scanning the three bedrooms of the apartment, he reported to Yoko: A small bedroom on the north has internet connection equipment, which can be used as a work room, and the largest bedroom on the south is used as Miss Yoko's bedroom. Do you think it can?
That's it
But Yoko never looked at her assistant with a close eye
She made me feel strong insecurity in my subconscious
I have no idea about this woman who volunteered to come to my house for anti-surveillance and investigation. Since Hikataro can enter this apartment quietly, does it mean that he can enter my house in the same way...
The Yamaguchi group's people... Maybe I'm too careful
Sir, where have we talked about?
At this time, Yoko once again crossed her eyes and glanced at me sideways, and asked with a faint smile.
Oh, when you are a psychiatric expert
I try to make myself calm and composed. Since women are professionals in this area, it is better to take a chance than to get by. I might as well tell me about my personality confusion and let her analyze it: Just so happen, I feel that I have had some mental problems in recent times. Can Miss Yoko help me diagnose it?
Oh? Is that true? Do you feel tired?
Yoko's eyes rippled like a rippling in the sunlight, and the smile at the corner of her mouth suddenly became much gentler. Half of her body slid down toward the sofa, and sat next to me.
yes
Facing her approaching, I can only treat it as her to relieve the patient's emotions: Sometimes when the pressure is too high, I feel like I have suddenly become a different person, and I doubt whether I have a dual personality
While speaking, a soft texture suddenly climbed on the back of my hand. I glanced at me and found that a black lace hand was already gently stroked by my knees. Her heavy, faint, but seductive voice sounded like the fragrance of roses on my body.
Then, let me ask you a few questions
If she is really a noble young woman, then such actions will undoubtedly be inconsistent and out of character
However, Yoko is not. As the head nurse, she has dealt with more men than the women I have touched.
Therefore, I also regarded the warmth in Yoko's palm as a reflection of her nurse's love: OK Ah, then you can ask
Her assistant Hikataro Ishikawa was busy in the small bedroom north. Next, Yoko asked me some weird questions that were very ordinary but would make people think for a long time, such as if someone gave me a gift you disliked, would you receive it? Will you feel irritable and uneasy because you didn't sleep enough the day before, etc.
After asking about a dozen questions, the woman thought for a while, then raised her chin and leaned into my ear and said: If I say that sir is mentally ill, would you believe it?
What?
Yoko's statement scared me. I subconsciously wanted to raise my hand, but when I turned the back of my hand, I was grabbed by the lace hand that had been dormant.
Oh, sir, your palms are sweating. You can't even make jokes.
Holding the hand of a man who had first met, the woman didn't look embarrassed at all, and she giggled and said: Actually, this is the case. You have accumulated too many worries. Some of the questions I asked just now are meaningless. Instead, just considering your thinking reflecting time, the more you pretend to be nothing in front of outsiders, the more those burdens will penetrate your consciousness. Gradually, you will be afraid that others will see through you and become hostile to outsiders.
Although you don't show it in normal times, and you don't even know the existence of this emotion, once something is triggered, this emotion will burst out, and let you do things that hurt others together. I guess this mental state has not existed in you for a long time, it has only happened recently, right?
The woman Hana Yoko is really a veritable double doctoral expert. Many of the key points of her words are very consistent with my character described by my master. More than a month ago, I did not have so many thoughts. What I buried in my heart was just a little regret for fish sauce and the loneliness that was difficult to relieve in a foreign country.
The most terrifying thing is that the master watched me walk along the way for more than a year, and Yoko only met me for less than thirty minutes today.
...It's just that there are so many things happening recently
Why can't I know myself better than a woman I met for the first time? Yoko's words made me feel a lot of powerlessness, and I almost answered like I was about to lose my mind.
So you were hostile to me at the beginning, right? All you have to do is relax and don't think about those things, okay
Yoko smiled, and the moment the corners of her mouth completed a beautiful arc, she suddenly stuck out her other arm and put me under her neck, and pulled me under her shoulder: Come on, lean on my knees, let me give you a massage
……May I?
I really don't know if this vice president of Heicheng Association is an angel or a devil
My head slid across the soft breasts under the black shirt and the smooth belly as her arms slid, and finally stopped in the depression of the leather skirt. The base of the black net stockings, but she heard her laughter without any timidity, but because of the lengthening distance: Have you forgotten my identity? The head nurse is also a caregiver, which will make you feel very comfortable... Haha...
It was not until then that I suddenly realized that I was close to the most private place of this young woman who was the vice president of Yamaguchi Branch.
I quickly turned my face over, but what I saw was the high peaks due to the angle. The single-eyed mèi eyes flashed in front of the peak: Sir, lie on the sofa, use my thighs as a pillow, and then close your eyes, and it's enough...
Well, this is a wonderful enjoyment during lunch break. Ah pillowed with the head nurse's legs and enjoyed massage... It seems that Uncle Shinoda not only sent the security guard, but also sent private medical staff...
After I followed the instructions, the wet and soft touch came from my temples, and the originally heavy and light voice also spread into a breath that was close to my ears: Now, you are lying on the beach, with nothing but the sunshine and the blue waves...
Do you remember that year? Grandma took me to the beach to pick up shells. You just lie by the beach, and the outline of your side face is so charming in the sun...
While helping me with a neck massage, Yoko started telling the story in a low voice
I tried to open my heart and accept the cheerful words that she whispered in my ears, which made me feel like I was blended into simple and bright memories. I gradually felt that I was floating gently in the sun, and then I merged into the beautiful thighs of the woman's lines and fell into a pleasant dream.
Very comfortable... Have I been too concerned before...
I still remember the cool sea breeze and the sunshine that sprinkled on my body. That year, when I was sixteen years old...he...
However, gradually, the dream seemed to change
The dreamy breathing sound in my ears turned into a shallow moan, as green and timid as a girl
Ho...Ah...we are like this...
Somewhere in my body, the flames became restless, but the massage on the acupoints in my brain was like an invisible gate, locking my consciousness at the bottom of my brain.
This feeling was very similar to the experience of being a child when I was a kid, but everything was warm and beautiful, which made me naturally give up struggling
We have sex like that, there is nothing else in the world, only the sea and the sunshine...Ah...
In the blur, my face seemed to be suppressed by something soft and full
It forbidden my breath and forced me to open my mouth, but there seemed to be a solid and hot little protrusion on the thing, which slid into my mouth
Do you still remember your mother's nipples...Ah...that tenderness...Our baby will also be born by this beautiful beach...
So warm...
I bit it, and there seemed to be nothing else in the world except for the moans that gradually became heavier in my ears.
However, at this moment, a sudden, embarrassing man's voice broke all this: Miss Yoko, the monitor has been set, should I go now...AhAhAh, Ah? Sorry Miss Yoko, I don't know...
OK
The nice story came to an abrupt end, and the soft thing suddenly sucked out from the corner of my mouth
I struggled to open my eyes and found that Yoko's black shirt had its neckline open, and a dark purple bra was exposed inside. The originally soft and generous corners of her mouth looked awkward and slightly angry: Just install the camera yourself, why bother explaining to me! Idiot, go quickly!
……yes
Hikataro did not disobey at all. He nodded and changed into shoes, carried the toolbox for a while, and only Yoko and me who were pillowing on her thigh were left in the entire apartment.
What happened to me just now?
I suddenly realized that I was angry at all because I saw Yoko wandering, but I didn't have any younger brother. I suddenly raised the spear head in my crotch; I tried to lift my neck from the woman's thigh and sat up with support: Just now...
Haha, do you feel better?
Yoko's smile was obviously much dryer than before. In addition to the strange sexiness in her eyes, she seemed to have a hint of spring. At this time, she seemed to find that she was not dressed, and almost half of her bra was exposed: Ah, I was too hot just now... Hahaha, I am so inappropriate, sir, you won't be surprised, sir, right?
Well, it's a lot more comfortable
Although I was erecting the steel gun, I moved my shoulder joints and felt very lazy and my head seemed to be much more relaxed. So I joked to Yoko: Of course I won’t mind, it’s all my own people, and the whole family is Yoko is willing to let me have a good meal, why not do it? Haha!
Haha, the sir was joking...
Yoko said while buttoning her shirt with a smile, but there was no hint in her eyes, as if she was never shy.
Oh by the way, does your assistant who went out just now have his own job? Why do you seem to have a bad attitude towards him?
It feels really good to massage this way. For some reason, when I looked at Yoko, I actually felt that she looked younger and more charming than before.
When Yoko heard me mention Hikataro, she frowned and waved the wrinkles on her shirt: He is a fool! Always in the way... Forget it, Hikataro also has his own job. He is a cartoonist and has to provide articles for several comic clubs. The workplace is here, so when I am not here, he is responsible for the anti-jailing! I hope he doesn't mess it up! I hope he doesn't mess it up!
You must trust your assistant too!
Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of one thing, that is the apartment opposite me full of mystery
Four student girls rent a house, and there is obviously a big secret on Yushan Hitomi. This unknown feeling is very bad
If they were really a helping girl, would they bring their clients to the apartment every now and then to perform piston exercises?
This is Masako's apartment, I absolutely do not allow such a thing to happen
So since Yoko Hano and Ishikawa are competent for anti-surveillance work, they should be familiar with the surveillance work, right?
Thinking of this, I pressed my body and got closer to Yoko, and said seriously: By the way, great beauty, I have something I want to ask you for help.
Oh hehe, you see, you're alive
Yoko raised her lace hand and stroked my neck. She had been touched for so long just now, and I was used to the temperature of her fingertips: If you can help, the gentleman said, we will try our best to satisfy you.
Since that's the case, it's better to obey your duty: Well, that's right, next to me on the second floor, there are four freshmen students living above your head. I think it's strange that they don't live in the school dormitory and come to rent a house. If you ask, you will definitely not be able to ask anything. You know, the girls of Heisei generation are very sluggish, so I think Miss Yoko should be able to help me find out what they do in the apartment at night, right?
A female student? That's great, it's very simple...
Yoko tidied up her shirt, stood up from the sofa with her butt, and picked up her short windbreaker sideways: I'll do some preparations now
Uh, I'll get the keys for you
I stood up too
Unexpectedly, Yoko raised her hand and shook it, lowered her head and groped in her windbreaker pocket for a while, took out a pocket metal box and put it in front of me: Yes, sir, I don't need a key, you don't need to give it to me in this apartment, just keep it yourself
As my fingers wrapped in black tulle lace pushed the box away, I saw a small syringe placed in the box. Although it was transparent, it had a metallic luster. I don’t know what texture it was. On the lid, there were about ten needles of various types, some of which were golden yellow, and some were curved, which was unknown.
You mean...
Hahaha, I customized lock-opening tool, do you think it suits me very well?
Yoko's mouth was a little proud: Actually, I look pretty good in the nurse's uniform... Oh, we didn't prepare for this before, and it might take a little longer. Teacher Jin, please go home and rest first. You should be able to handle everything this afternoon. Just wait for acceptance in the evening.
The syringe needle is actually a lock-opening tool. Yoko Hano is obviously not only proficient in medicine, but also a veritable vice president, female spy Ah...
In front of her, I felt more and more pale and powerless as a man, but since she took on this matter with her shoulders, what else can I do besides thanking me: Then I'll trouble Miss Yoko, I'll invite you to dinner later.
Let's talk about what happened later...
This is the last smile Yoko left for me in the afternoon
Although it was not normal to contact the anti-surveillance officer in the afternoon, the vice president's gender and personal ability were far beyond my expectations, but after I returned, I always believed that things would get better.
The beautiful guardian also has the attributes of a private doctor and a head nurse. He often communicates with her. I believe that I can gradually resolve my inner confusion and make me more energetic and devote myself to my own battle.
However, this idea did not exist for a long time until Jiancijun's visit that night
As usual, I went to pick Masako up and bought food for Manman and transferred back to the apartment. Shortly after I received a call from Jianci, saying that his car was waiting for me downstairs.
I thought he would come in and sit and see the little beauty I brought from Beijing, but I thought he would take me out.
So I had to put on my windbreaker and go downstairs. I saw someone in the back carriage rolling down the window and waving to me. Looking at the petite hand shape, it should be Jianci's barbaric girlfriend Shizuka
I speeded up, opened the car door and sat in
Have you seen Yoko Hana
The construction was a bit abnormal. I didn't say hello to me with the Chinese name as I always have. Instead, I closed the door and turned on the window and started the engine and opened it. While the door security was locked, I asked this sentence.
When I saw it, I didn't expect it to be a woman, you kid actually kept me in the dark Ah
I turned around and looked at Shizuka and found that there was no expression on her face. I don’t know if it was because of me that I was unhappy that I could not go shopping at night. Where are we going?
Let's talk about it wherever I can stop the car
The car drove very fast, and all of this made me feel abrupt and incredible
If I had known that he was the kind of man with a smile on his face, what could make him so nervous when facing me?
The car drove to the back of the art museum and turned a corner, and stopped on a small open space behind the art museum.
As soon as the car was parked, all the lighting equipment inside and outside the car was destroyed. The three of us fell into darkness in an instant, and the idle night view outside the car window gradually became clearer.
Jianci, are you here to tell me about the Dacun Club? Why is it so mysterious?
I spoke first
Jianci didn't look back, so he closed the car window and took a deep breath and lit a cigarette: It's about the last incident, but there are other things you can tell me first
We took people to Kabukicho's Quini Temple last Saturday night but we didn't expect it to be open as usual. Yoshio Tsukamoto himself was not there. Later, I asked his subordinates to find him. When I called him, Yoshio Tsukamoto said that he had never done this at all.
What?
I laughed absurdly: Did he lie to the children? Maybe he knew you would go, so he became a turtle with his head?
Kenji shook his head, looked at me with a smile and said: As a gangster, if he is a turtle, his gang will become a laughing stock. Tsukamoto could not have done such a thing later, which turned into Tsukamoto hurried back to Tokyo from Shizuoka Prefecture that night, and then discussed with us some matters about the Kabukicho district division of the jurisdiction.
But I couldn't laugh, so I took the cigarette handed over by Jianci: I still put his invitation letter in the table drawer...
Invitation letters, notes can be faked
Jianci interrupted me. In front of me, he showed the sharpness that the descendants of ancient swordsmanship should have for the first time. In the dark, his eyes were bright: surveillance records can be deleted, fingerprints can be settled through gloves. It is not difficult for an organized group to bribe the building security system, but I can't even guess what the purpose of doing this is.
I took a cigarette in my mouth and turned to look at Shizuka. She didn't seem to care about what we were talking about, but fell into some kind of meditation.
I said to Jianci: Maybe they know that after this incident, I will come to Yamaguchi and then cause disagreements among your gangs?
This possibility is not ruled out
Jianci turned his head back and looked at the dim lights outside the car window and said, "In short, Tokyo seems to be gradually becoming a place of right and wrong now. You and me, we must be careful about our conversation tonight. Only the three of us can know. In addition to telling you the result, I also want to remind you about other things."
What is it?
I forgot the smoke in my hand for a moment, and let the dim red light stay in the dark and fend for itself
Jianci looked back again, but his eyes were filled with a hint of indescribable meaning: Brother Jin, I think you should be able to understand that in this world, it is impossible to tell right or wrong, nor can you tell black and white. Some are just different positions. I am from Yamaguchi Group, but I also regard you as a brother and friend. This is the Bushido inheritance that our Yamaguchi Group has always adhered to. So Brother Jin, please remember everything I said today, and please be sure to believe me.
……
What exactly made this kid who usually laughed and laughed so seriously?
I nodded in a hurry and said: I thought you were a brother the first day, so there is no need to say this clearly. I think you should know it in your heart.
Jianzhi nodded
Then, he slowly said in a voice that was so light that it could be conveyed between the three of us: Let me tell you another guess, this matter is probably something Hei Cheng would do.
……
What?
Yoko Hana reported herself, and almost shocked me
The threshold for Fusang University is so strict. There are very few people who can study for master's degree in their country. The beautiful woman in front of me who doesn't have much to do with gangsters or head nurses in the psychiatric hospital has actually obtained a double doctorate!
How old is she?
My face was full of questions. Yoko glanced at me sideways, looked back and smiled in a light tone and said in a gentle tone: Oh hehe... Sir, shouldn't he question my age like those ordinary people? My file says that I was born in 1982. Although I am no longer young, I am still aged to marry, what do you think?
The person who has a double doctorate degree and has already started working is only twenty-seven years old this year... He can get married, but the key is that someone dares to marry Ah!
Moreover, she could actually see through what I was thinking!
Sir, I must be wondering why I know what you think, right?
To my dismay, Yoko once again revealed my inner thoughts as soon as I was thinking: Haha, I am an expert in psychiatrics...
Observing words and expressions should be a necessary survival skill for underworld figures, and in this perverted strong woman with a double doctorate degree, this ability seems to be infinitely magnified.
At first I felt Yoko's eyes were mysterious and sexy, and there was danger in her charming mèi
Fortunately, she almost knew everything about me, otherwise, I really should have doubted whether this good-nurse nurse was here to protect me or spy on me!
I'm not thinking about it
I tried hard to prevent myself from entering the circle of her eyes, and looked at the ceiling and scratched my head and said: It’s just that there is a saying in our country that makes me feel strange when I hear Yoko’s degree. We Chinese always say that if a woman is a master’s degree, she will become a pig, and if she is a doctorate, she will become a dinosaur... So I was thinking just now that if this statement is followed, then what should women who have studied double doctorate become?
Ah Haha...
Yoko smiled so hard that she leaned on the armrest of the sofa. She stretched out her little hand with black lace gloves and pointed at me in the void: But it was right. The more you read the books, the more perverted the woman's psychology would be... But sir, you are so fluent in Fusang, I even forgot that you are Chinese!
where……
When we talked about this, a few faint ticacies suddenly came from the lock of the apartment door, and then the front door was pushed open from outside.
This surprised me and I almost stood up from the sofa, because I clearly heard that Yoko Hano had locked the door after entering the door.
Once the front door of this apartment is closed, it cannot be opened from the outside. After the door opens, the crack of the door actually shows a Yankees baseball hat exposed in the crack.
Mr. Jin, Miss Yoko, I'm sorry to bother you!
The one who came in was Hitotaro Ishikawa...
After he pushed open the door and came in, I saw this slightly honest and fair-looking man, carrying a computer bag on his shoulder, a large toolbox in his left hand and a luggage in his right hand. There was no sign of how he opened the door.
Ha, Ishikawa, you have made progress recently, so you can be responsible for decorating the camera and put my luggage in place first
While I was confused, Yoko arched her waist slightly on the armrest of the sofa and said to Hikataro in a lazy tone of the superior.
The afternoon sun shines into the room from the large windows, scattered on the woman's black shirt, black leather skirt, black net stockings and black lace gloves. In the temptation of the scent of roses on her body, I really can't connect her in front of her with any of her identity.
She is like a noble young woman from afar
That pretty and dangerous look, I wonder how many men have fallen into it?
I know, Miss Yoko
On the other hand, Yoshitaro was not idle after entering the door. After quickly scanning the three bedrooms of the apartment, he reported to Yoko: A small bedroom on the north has internet connection equipment, which can be used as a work room, and the largest bedroom on the south is used as Miss Yoko's bedroom. Do you think it can?
That's it
But Yoko never looked at her assistant with a close eye
She made me feel strong insecurity in my subconscious
I have no idea about this woman who volunteered to come to my house for anti-surveillance and investigation. Since Hikataro can enter this apartment quietly, does it mean that he can enter my house in the same way...
The Yamaguchi group's people... Maybe I'm too careful
Sir, where have we talked about?
At this time, Yoko once again crossed her eyes and glanced at me sideways, and asked with a faint smile.
Oh, when you are a psychiatric expert
I try to make myself calm and composed. Since women are professionals in this area, it is better to take a chance than to get by. I might as well tell me about my personality confusion and let her analyze it: Just so happen, I feel that I have had some mental problems in recent times. Can Miss Yoko help me diagnose it?
Oh? Is that true? Do you feel tired?
Yoko's eyes rippled like a rippling in the sunlight, and the smile at the corner of her mouth suddenly became much gentler. Half of her body slid down toward the sofa, and sat next to me.
yes
Facing her approaching, I can only treat it as her to relieve the patient's emotions: Sometimes when the pressure is too high, I feel like I have suddenly become a different person, and I doubt whether I have a dual personality
While speaking, a soft texture suddenly climbed on the back of my hand. I glanced at me and found that a black lace hand was already gently stroked by my knees. Her heavy, faint, but seductive voice sounded like the fragrance of roses on my body.
Then, let me ask you a few questions
If she is really a noble young woman, then such actions will undoubtedly be inconsistent and out of character
However, Yoko is not. As the head nurse, she has dealt with more men than the women I have touched.
Therefore, I also regarded the warmth in Yoko's palm as a reflection of her nurse's love: OK Ah, then you can ask
Her assistant Hikataro Ishikawa was busy in the small bedroom north. Next, Yoko asked me some weird questions that were very ordinary but would make people think for a long time, such as if someone gave me a gift you disliked, would you receive it? Will you feel irritable and uneasy because you didn't sleep enough the day before, etc.
After asking about a dozen questions, the woman thought for a while, then raised her chin and leaned into my ear and said: If I say that sir is mentally ill, would you believe it?
What?
Yoko's statement scared me. I subconsciously wanted to raise my hand, but when I turned the back of my hand, I was grabbed by the lace hand that had been dormant.
Oh, sir, your palms are sweating. You can't even make jokes.
Holding the hand of a man who had first met, the woman didn't look embarrassed at all, and she giggled and said: Actually, this is the case. You have accumulated too many worries. Some of the questions I asked just now are meaningless. Instead, just considering your thinking reflecting time, the more you pretend to be nothing in front of outsiders, the more those burdens will penetrate your consciousness. Gradually, you will be afraid that others will see through you and become hostile to outsiders.
Although you don't show it in normal times, and you don't even know the existence of this emotion, once something is triggered, this emotion will burst out, and let you do things that hurt others together. I guess this mental state has not existed in you for a long time, it has only happened recently, right?
The woman Hana Yoko is really a veritable double doctoral expert. Many of the key points of her words are very consistent with my character described by my master. More than a month ago, I did not have so many thoughts. What I buried in my heart was just a little regret for fish sauce and the loneliness that was difficult to relieve in a foreign country.
The most terrifying thing is that the master watched me walk along the way for more than a year, and Yoko only met me for less than thirty minutes today.
...It's just that there are so many things happening recently
Why can't I know myself better than a woman I met for the first time? Yoko's words made me feel a lot of powerlessness, and I almost answered like I was about to lose my mind.
So you were hostile to me at the beginning, right? All you have to do is relax and don't think about those things, okay
Yoko smiled, and the moment the corners of her mouth completed a beautiful arc, she suddenly stuck out her other arm and put me under her neck, and pulled me under her shoulder: Come on, lean on my knees, let me give you a massage
……May I?
I really don't know if this vice president of Heicheng Association is an angel or a devil
My head slid across the soft breasts under the black shirt and the smooth belly as her arms slid, and finally stopped in the depression of the leather skirt. The base of the black net stockings, but she heard her laughter without any timidity, but because of the lengthening distance: Have you forgotten my identity? The head nurse is also a caregiver, which will make you feel very comfortable... Haha...
It was not until then that I suddenly realized that I was close to the most private place of this young woman who was the vice president of Yamaguchi Branch.
I quickly turned my face over, but what I saw was the high peaks due to the angle. The single-eyed mèi eyes flashed in front of the peak: Sir, lie on the sofa, use my thighs as a pillow, and then close your eyes, and it's enough...
Well, this is a wonderful enjoyment during lunch break. Ah pillowed with the head nurse's legs and enjoyed massage... It seems that Uncle Shinoda not only sent the security guard, but also sent private medical staff...
After I followed the instructions, the wet and soft touch came from my temples, and the originally heavy and light voice also spread into a breath that was close to my ears: Now, you are lying on the beach, with nothing but the sunshine and the blue waves...
Do you remember that year? Grandma took me to the beach to pick up shells. You just lie by the beach, and the outline of your side face is so charming in the sun...
While helping me with a neck massage, Yoko started telling the story in a low voice
I tried to open my heart and accept the cheerful words that she whispered in my ears, which made me feel like I was blended into simple and bright memories. I gradually felt that I was floating gently in the sun, and then I merged into the beautiful thighs of the woman's lines and fell into a pleasant dream.
Very comfortable... Have I been too concerned before...
I still remember the cool sea breeze and the sunshine that sprinkled on my body. That year, when I was sixteen years old...he...
However, gradually, the dream seemed to change
The dreamy breathing sound in my ears turned into a shallow moan, as green and timid as a girl
Ho...Ah...we are like this...
Somewhere in my body, the flames became restless, but the massage on the acupoints in my brain was like an invisible gate, locking my consciousness at the bottom of my brain.
This feeling was very similar to the experience of being a child when I was a kid, but everything was warm and beautiful, which made me naturally give up struggling
We have sex like that, there is nothing else in the world, only the sea and the sunshine...Ah...
In the blur, my face seemed to be suppressed by something soft and full
It forbidden my breath and forced me to open my mouth, but there seemed to be a solid and hot little protrusion on the thing, which slid into my mouth
Do you still remember your mother's nipples...Ah...that tenderness...Our baby will also be born by this beautiful beach...
So warm...
I bit it, and there seemed to be nothing else in the world except for the moans that gradually became heavier in my ears.
However, at this moment, a sudden, embarrassing man's voice broke all this: Miss Yoko, the monitor has been set, should I go now...AhAhAh, Ah? Sorry Miss Yoko, I don't know...
OK
The nice story came to an abrupt end, and the soft thing suddenly sucked out from the corner of my mouth
I struggled to open my eyes and found that Yoko's black shirt had its neckline open, and a dark purple bra was exposed inside. The originally soft and generous corners of her mouth looked awkward and slightly angry: Just install the camera yourself, why bother explaining to me! Idiot, go quickly!
……yes
Hikataro did not disobey at all. He nodded and changed into shoes, carried the toolbox for a while, and only Yoko and me who were pillowing on her thigh were left in the entire apartment.
What happened to me just now?
I suddenly realized that I was angry at all because I saw Yoko wandering, but I didn't have any younger brother. I suddenly raised the spear head in my crotch; I tried to lift my neck from the woman's thigh and sat up with support: Just now...
Haha, do you feel better?
Yoko's smile was obviously much dryer than before. In addition to the strange sexiness in her eyes, she seemed to have a hint of spring. At this time, she seemed to find that she was not dressed, and almost half of her bra was exposed: Ah, I was too hot just now... Hahaha, I am so inappropriate, sir, you won't be surprised, sir, right?
Well, it's a lot more comfortable
Although I was erecting the steel gun, I moved my shoulder joints and felt very lazy and my head seemed to be much more relaxed. So I joked to Yoko: Of course I won’t mind, it’s all my own people, and the whole family is Yoko is willing to let me have a good meal, why not do it? Haha!
Haha, the sir was joking...
Yoko said while buttoning her shirt with a smile, but there was no hint in her eyes, as if she was never shy.
Oh by the way, does your assistant who went out just now have his own job? Why do you seem to have a bad attitude towards him?
It feels really good to massage this way. For some reason, when I looked at Yoko, I actually felt that she looked younger and more charming than before.
When Yoko heard me mention Hikataro, she frowned and waved the wrinkles on her shirt: He is a fool! Always in the way... Forget it, Hikataro also has his own job. He is a cartoonist and has to provide articles for several comic clubs. The workplace is here, so when I am not here, he is responsible for the anti-jailing! I hope he doesn't mess it up! I hope he doesn't mess it up!
You must trust your assistant too!
Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of one thing, that is the apartment opposite me full of mystery
Four student girls rent a house, and there is obviously a big secret on Yushan Hitomi. This unknown feeling is very bad
If they were really a helping girl, would they bring their clients to the apartment every now and then to perform piston exercises?
This is Masako's apartment, I absolutely do not allow such a thing to happen
So since Yoko Hano and Ishikawa are competent for anti-surveillance work, they should be familiar with the surveillance work, right?
Thinking of this, I pressed my body and got closer to Yoko, and said seriously: By the way, great beauty, I have something I want to ask you for help.
Oh hehe, you see, you're alive
Yoko raised her lace hand and stroked my neck. She had been touched for so long just now, and I was used to the temperature of her fingertips: If you can help, the gentleman said, we will try our best to satisfy you.
Since that's the case, it's better to obey your duty: Well, that's right, next to me on the second floor, there are four freshmen students living above your head. I think it's strange that they don't live in the school dormitory and come to rent a house. If you ask, you will definitely not be able to ask anything. You know, the girls of Heisei generation are very sluggish, so I think Miss Yoko should be able to help me find out what they do in the apartment at night, right?
A female student? That's great, it's very simple...
Yoko tidied up her shirt, stood up from the sofa with her butt, and picked up her short windbreaker sideways: I'll do some preparations now
Uh, I'll get the keys for you
I stood up too
Unexpectedly, Yoko raised her hand and shook it, lowered her head and groped in her windbreaker pocket for a while, took out a pocket metal box and put it in front of me: Yes, sir, I don't need a key, you don't need to give it to me in this apartment, just keep it yourself
As my fingers wrapped in black tulle lace pushed the box away, I saw a small syringe placed in the box. Although it was transparent, it had a metallic luster. I don’t know what texture it was. On the lid, there were about ten needles of various types, some of which were golden yellow, and some were curved, which was unknown.
You mean...
Hahaha, I customized lock-opening tool, do you think it suits me very well?
Yoko's mouth was a little proud: Actually, I look pretty good in the nurse's uniform... Oh, we didn't prepare for this before, and it might take a little longer. Teacher Jin, please go home and rest first. You should be able to handle everything this afternoon. Just wait for acceptance in the evening.
The syringe needle is actually a lock-opening tool. Yoko Hano is obviously not only proficient in medicine, but also a veritable vice president, female spy Ah...
In front of her, I felt more and more pale and powerless as a man, but since she took on this matter with her shoulders, what else can I do besides thanking me: Then I'll trouble Miss Yoko, I'll invite you to dinner later.
Let's talk about what happened later...
This is the last smile Yoko left for me in the afternoon
Although it was not normal to contact the anti-surveillance officer in the afternoon, the vice president's gender and personal ability were far beyond my expectations, but after I returned, I always believed that things would get better.
The beautiful guardian also has the attributes of a private doctor and a head nurse. He often communicates with her. I believe that I can gradually resolve my inner confusion and make me more energetic and devote myself to my own battle.
However, this idea did not exist for a long time until Jiancijun's visit that night
As usual, I went to pick Masako up and bought food for Manman and transferred back to the apartment. Shortly after I received a call from Jianci, saying that his car was waiting for me downstairs.
I thought he would come in and sit and see the little beauty I brought from Beijing, but I thought he would take me out.
So I had to put on my windbreaker and go downstairs. I saw someone in the back carriage rolling down the window and waving to me. Looking at the petite hand shape, it should be Jianci's barbaric girlfriend Shizuka
I speeded up, opened the car door and sat in
Have you seen Yoko Hana
The construction was a bit abnormal. I didn't say hello to me with the Chinese name as I always have. Instead, I closed the door and turned on the window and started the engine and opened it. While the door security was locked, I asked this sentence.
When I saw it, I didn't expect it to be a woman, you kid actually kept me in the dark Ah
I turned around and looked at Shizuka and found that there was no expression on her face. I don’t know if it was because of me that I was unhappy that I could not go shopping at night. Where are we going?
Let's talk about it wherever I can stop the car
The car drove very fast, and all of this made me feel abrupt and incredible
If I had known that he was the kind of man with a smile on his face, what could make him so nervous when facing me?
The car drove to the back of the art museum and turned a corner, and stopped on a small open space behind the art museum.
As soon as the car was parked, all the lighting equipment inside and outside the car was destroyed. The three of us fell into darkness in an instant, and the idle night view outside the car window gradually became clearer.
Jianci, are you here to tell me about the Dacun Club? Why is it so mysterious?
I spoke first
Jianci didn't look back, so he closed the car window and took a deep breath and lit a cigarette: It's about the last incident, but there are other things you can tell me first
We took people to Kabukicho's Quini Temple last Saturday night but we didn't expect it to be open as usual. Yoshio Tsukamoto himself was not there. Later, I asked his subordinates to find him. When I called him, Yoshio Tsukamoto said that he had never done this at all.
What?
I laughed absurdly: Did he lie to the children? Maybe he knew you would go, so he became a turtle with his head?
Kenji shook his head, looked at me with a smile and said: As a gangster, if he is a turtle, his gang will become a laughing stock. Tsukamoto could not have done such a thing later, which turned into Tsukamoto hurried back to Tokyo from Shizuoka Prefecture that night, and then discussed with us some matters about the Kabukicho district division of the jurisdiction.
But I couldn't laugh, so I took the cigarette handed over by Jianci: I still put his invitation letter in the table drawer...
Invitation letters, notes can be faked
Jianci interrupted me. In front of me, he showed the sharpness that the descendants of ancient swordsmanship should have for the first time. In the dark, his eyes were bright: surveillance records can be deleted, fingerprints can be settled through gloves. It is not difficult for an organized group to bribe the building security system, but I can't even guess what the purpose of doing this is.
I took a cigarette in my mouth and turned to look at Shizuka. She didn't seem to care about what we were talking about, but fell into some kind of meditation.
I said to Jianci: Maybe they know that after this incident, I will come to Yamaguchi and then cause disagreements among your gangs?
This possibility is not ruled out
Jianci turned his head back and looked at the dim lights outside the car window and said, "In short, Tokyo seems to be gradually becoming a place of right and wrong now. You and me, we must be careful about our conversation tonight. Only the three of us can know. In addition to telling you the result, I also want to remind you about other things."
What is it?
I forgot the smoke in my hand for a moment, and let the dim red light stay in the dark and fend for itself
Jianci looked back again, but his eyes were filled with a hint of indescribable meaning: Brother Jin, I think you should be able to understand that in this world, it is impossible to tell right or wrong, nor can you tell black and white. Some are just different positions. I am from Yamaguchi Group, but I also regard you as a brother and friend. This is the Bushido inheritance that our Yamaguchi Group has always adhered to. So Brother Jin, please remember everything I said today, and please be sure to believe me.
……
What exactly made this kid who usually laughed and laughed so seriously?
I nodded in a hurry and said: I thought you were a brother the first day, so there is no need to say this clearly. I think you should know it in your heart.
Jianzhi nodded
Then, he slowly said in a voice that was so light that it could be conveyed between the three of us: Let me tell you another guess, this matter is probably something Hei Cheng would do.
……
What?
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