For a bug, you can guess its purpose just by hearing the name.

Such a small device can be used for eavesdropping, so...is there anything else that can be used for peeping or monitoring?

If it is true, it would not be good for him...

The illusion of the Sharingan directly affects the human spirit and thinking. But there is no such thing in a cold machine. So, will the person behind the machine be affected by his illusion?

The possibility is not high.

Since Zhongyuan Zhong has also had people check the room, there is no need to worry about being monitored or eavesdropped here for the time being.

However... we still need to speed up our intelligence collection.

Quan secretly wrote it down, but there was no clue on his face, and he was still talking to Nakahara Chuuya normally. To be precise, it was Nakahara Chuuya who interrogated him.

"You really don't know the guy who gave you the note? Didn't you see it clearly?"

Izumi shook his head and said in a sincere tone: "If I knew and saying it would help Mr. Chuuya, I would have said it long ago."

"Oh? Really?" Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes and stared at Quan sharply, his tone becoming a little dangerous, "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine bottles on the table exploded one after another. The "bang bang bang" explosions frightened Quan's face and turned pale. He covered his ears and retreated back to the corner of the sofa.

"Now let me ask you again, have you lied?" Zhongyuan Zhongya said sharply.

But what he never expected was that just after he asked this question, Quan flattened his mouth and cried "Wow".

???

For the first time in his life, Nakahara Chuuya "scared a girl to tears" and was instantly stunned.

Why are you crying?

Quan covered his face and cried until he was out of breath: "I really... really, ugh... I didn't lie!"

That poor thing felt like he had been greatly wronged.

As if to cover up his embarrassment, Nakahara Chuuya raised his voice and said, "Okay, okay, I understand! Stop crying!"

But after he finished speaking, he realized belatedly that his tone just now seemed to be quite misleading.

At first glance, sure enough.

Although Quan's crying became quieter, that was also because he covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound.

Those dark eyes were filled with tears, and they rolled out one after another, like beads on a string that had been broken, and they couldn't stop it.

The Central Plains also had a headache.

He coughed, opened and closed his mouth twice, and said in a stiff tone: "Hey, stop crying."

This time, he lowered his voice and didn't sound impatient. It was somewhat comforting.

Quan twitched and looked at him cautiously.

Zhongyuan Zhongya felt his scalp numb at the sight of him. He hesitantly took the paper box from the table, stretched out his hand and handed it over, saying awkwardly: "Wipe it."

Quan flattened his mouth and muttered: "Enough, hiccup! I can't reach it."

"..." The corners of Nakahara Chuya's mouth twitched.

In fact, Izumi can reach it with his arms straight out.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that this guy was wronged and just wanted to lose his temper. Thinking that he was the one who made people cry, he didn't say anything more. He walked two steps and sat next to Quan and handed the tissue to him again.

passed.

"Can you catch me now?"

"Um……"

Quan was finally willing to stretch out his hand.

Zhongyuan Zhongya just breathed a sigh of relief when he was caught off guard and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

Quan slowly wiped away the tears on his face, threw the paper box aside, stretched out his hand and pushed Nakahara Chuuya down on the sofa.
Chapter completed!