As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Paternity Testing.

Whose anime still uses this kind of thing to verify parent-child relationship?Isn't it enough to just look alike?

Outrageous, true is outrageous.

I carefully looked at Zaizi.

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?" He asked me.

Am I not worried?

If it's my own DNA, it must have nothing to do with Zai Zi. If it's a human design, isn't it directly the same DNA?

I don't understand the process and principle of paternity testing at all, and I dare not explain any more.

If you die sooner or later, you will die sooner or later, so I made up my mind and quickly turned over the front page.

The cover looks like hard color printing, but the real content inside is only two thin sheets of paper.

I picked up the first one first, the name of "Zhongyuan Zhongye" was written on the top line, and then there was a large paragraph of text that I couldn't understand, and finally only the number was very conspicuous-99.9%.

? ——I slowly typed out a question mark.

Although, my character design is Zaizi.Even if I wear Chuya's skin... Is it the same as the last world, has my character design been completed?

Will the world want to fuck me again?

I quickly reached out and pinched my leg hard.

No pain, seems to be ok.

I put this piece of paper aside with some entanglement, and opened the bottom one.

This time, the name on the label was "Osamu Dazai". I skipped the same long paragraph of incomprehensible nonsense and looked directly at the final data.

99.9%?

Why is it also 99.9%?

It's okay, no surprise, my character design has changed from Zaizi to Shuangheizi, I agree with it, and pinch myself to confirm.

Sure enough, there is still no pain, safety confirmation!

"How about it, are you satisfied?" Zaizi reached out to cover the cover back, pressing the two paternity test certificates inside tightly.

It is obviously the most ideal state, but the way he speaks makes me feel a little bit up and down, and I feel a little bit wrong intellectually.

Ask if I am satisfied?

This question itself is problematic.

There will be problems with this report, but Zaizi has no reason to help me make a fake.

I glanced at Zaizi's face, and with his tacit approval, I put my hand into Zaizi's pocket, and sure enough, I took out another folded piece of paper.

I unfolded it slowly, there was no name marked inside, even very little text, and there was no percentage data I was subconsciously looking for, but some pictures instead.

Perhaps the process of genetic comparison?

I understand a little strangely. I have seen it in anime before, the schematic diagram of the double helix.

But why is there a piece missing in the east and a side missing in the west?

According to my intuition from watching anime for many years, this strange report should belong to me!

But I am a little puzzled, what exactly is Zaizi going to do with this?

What's the purpose—or, did he come up with something that I don't quite understand.

He won't give me an answer.

"Don't worry, I'll make it up for you." Zaizi put his arms around me and hugged me, and said softly with his lips pressed against my ear.

Completion?

To complete the picture, or to complete my settings.

Why do I have a feeling of terrified thinking about it, I won't lose my vest, right?

He said he wasn't implying me anything, should I be frank and lenient!

No, I can't confess myself, I must find a way to get it back, at least I must know what Zaizi is thinking.

Only at this time, I really miss my friend who is good at knives. He can always set up a lot of knives that I never thought about by surprise.

I want to ask for off-site assistance, begging my friends to lend me a brain that can write scripts.

"This—" Zaizi put the fragments of the "book" that Mr. Tuo brought just now between his fingers again, "Let me keep it first."

Take it if you want, after all, the mechanism of the "book" needs to build a complete and logical story, and I don't seem to be suitable for this role.

"As for the identification," Zaizi pulled out the one with Zhongye's name on it, and put it in front of him, while the remaining one was still well placed under the cover.He pushed it in front of me, "I will trouble you to hand it over to Chuya."

... A solid Zaizi with a middle-faced face.

puff--

I will choose an inadvertent way to let Chuya discover it by himself.

Except for what happened on Zaizi's side, Zhongye's side seems to be as depressed as me.

I even felt that he was even more depressed than I was—especially emphasizing that he hadn't seen the paternity test I put on the table.

I will live here in Zhongye for the most recent nights—it is because Zaizi’s dormitory does not support another me, and the “Dabieye” on Zhongye’s side is more comfortable.

It is indeed the configuration of the highest cadre of the port mafia. Everything in the room is unmatched by me. There is a bar on the first floor of his house, and there are many wine racks in it that I have never seen, heard or seen. I understand the name of the wine.

Zhong Ye usually only has a few drinks when he comes back at night, but today's situation is somewhat out of control.

It was getting late, and after I opened the door, I smelled a more obvious smell of wine. It was a sweet kind of wine, and it didn't smell bad.

In the past few days, I have never seen Zhong drinking like this.His face was flushed, and his blue eyes were full of water vapor, looking wet, like a deer.

But his expression is still very sharp, like a sword that has been out of its sheath all year round, even if it is sprinkled with wine, it will not reduce his astringency—ah, no, it is momentum.

When he saw me coming back, he beckoned me to come over.

After chatting carefully, I found out that when he was performing a mission in the south of the city today, something happened that made him dumbfounded, but he was speechless.

Someone was trying to instigate him.

"Huh?" I couldn't help but make a questioning voice.

Someone actually wants to instigate the conscience of Hong Kong gangsters?

Is it stupid or stupid!

"I don't know where they got the news, saying that I am selfish, and they want to promise me something, and want to betray Hong Kong gangsters." Zhong also looked puzzled, really couldn't figure out why such a thing happened, so Pointing to his face and asking me, "Do I look snobby?"

I shook my head wildly.

How is it possible, there is no one with a more conscientious and loyal heart than Chuya, okay?

"And the eldest sister, I always feel that the eyes that look at me are weird recently." He rubbed his arms, as if thinking of something strange, "I always mention that mackerel and say that we are Mafia, let me not scruple—huh?"

Zhong also said that he pressed the wine glass hard on the table, and the glass collided with the wooden bar and made a "bang", "I have nothing to do with that mackerel, at least in my world, there will never be one!"

Sorry, I was behind.Miss Hongye must have misunderstood me after seeing my existence, right?The matter about crossing the world is the top secret, except for the two blacks involved, the two leaders who are in power, and Ranpo, who has opened his eyes, no one should know.

Sister Hongye is also a member of half-knowledge.

Although at my age, it is impossible to be the result of normal birth—at least not the result of their birth at this point in time, but there are such unexplainable things as Zaizi and Huangba vomit, Everything is possible.

Didn’t you also start the chapter when you were dragged out of the darkness and started to become an independent individual at the age of eight?

In this case, it can also explain why Sister Hongye always gives me some children's toys, maybe she doesn't really see me as a child.

"It's not you. Before the elder sister knew about you, you started to hint at me crazily, but recently changed the express." Zhong also rubbed his forehead helplessly.

Others are fine, but Miss Hongye is different to him.When he first entered Hong Kong Hei, Hong Ye was also taken by sister. To Zhongya, she is really like an elder.

Is this an alternative, urging marriage?

Mafia officials also have such troubles.

"Forget it, don't mention these." Zhong also took out the rubber band from his pocket, and pulled his hair with his hands to tie it into a ponytail.

——It’s so beautiful!

I rubbed my nose in case I was dripping some weird liquid.Even if the face is the same, the feeling of combing this hairstyle is completely different. His exposed neck is white and red, and it looks like a pure black choker is like some indescribable prop. The position in front of the Adam's apple is the choker's lock , the metallic embellishment here adds a touch of toughness to the fragile combination of his seemingly fragile white neck and black choker.

When I go back this time, I will also pick a choker and try it on myself.

I was indulging in Chuya's beauty, and he told me another very happy thing.

"The eldest sister went to the detective agency to collect debts in person today. It is said that in the next few days, mackerel will have to spin around. The task assigned by their president himself will be supervised by that Edogawa. Let's see how he runs this time."

debt collection?

Oh - it's the hotel bill from last time.Given Zaizi's usual behavior of making his own wallet, it might not be easy to return it.

But why did Sister Hongye go in person? Could it be that she was looking for an excuse to see Jinghuajiang?

"The hotel is under the name of the eldest sister." Zhong also answered my question, "Actually, the eldest sister knew about your existence before, and the day you stayed there happened to be the last day of the financial statement settlement. You should think I'm back, right?"

In other words, is Hongye-sister the first to notice me?

Then why didn't Sister Hongye come to me at that time? If it was Sister Hongye in the first place, I wouldn't have died, and the prepared remarks might still be useful.

"I heard from my subordinates that Sister Hongye had something to call for me at the time. I was in Italy at the time because of cell phone signal problems and didn't receive the call. Sister Hongye knew that the hotel had a record of my room opening, so she should go back and find me. Haven't you seen Sister Hongye?" Zhong also drank the last sip of wine.

I, I didn't see it?

"What day?" I asked.

"The night you just went, ▉ Ri."

...?

Why do I not have this memory, did I drink the fragment?

Following the timeline, I pushed back.

Suddenly, my spiritual light hit me.

When I woke up the next day, I vaguely felt that someone had been there.Later, after the death of the society, I always acquiesced that it was Zaizi's.

Don't you think so?

I recalled the strange attitude of Miss Hongye that Chuya mentioned just now, and my sleeping posture at night——

Case solved.