The ability of the degree of membranous clams2016/4/200:13:41

Sakura Prefecture Meikoku International Student Apartment... in front of the gates

It was the morning after meeting the girl from the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Breke walked to the door of the apartment with a face that had not yet subsided, and said hello to Uncle Gong in the communication room at the door, and was about to go out to buy breakfast for his aunt and grandmother who had fallen from heaven.

"Little bricks..."Uncle Gong said with a smile at the door with a kind face, "Young people are in good health, but you must know moderation!

"W-sh-"

Brick stammered.

"The bed in your room has been creaking all night..."Uncle Gong patted his arm mysteriously, and took out some small medicine bottles from under the table, "Look, I have Houyi Shooting Sun Pill, Xuanyuan Rhubarb Pill, Zilong Seven in and Seven Out and so on... For the sake of how about you often come over to chat and ask for a good share, and give you a 20% discount?"

"It's... I... I've got to go beforehand!"

"Huh, why did this kid run away?" Gong Daye was a little confused, "Could it be... This kid just made such a big move with DIY? It's terrifying... You can't keep this son!"

Uncle Gong, who likes to read novels on weekdays, watched Brick run away while saying the lines in the novels.

"Whew... When I was in the room, I didn't think that the fog was really big today. Breck muttered as he looked at the looming building just twenty paces away.

"Hey, people over there, stop!"

Brick looked around, and a figure in a black uniform suddenly stepped out of the thick fog in front of him—it was the police from Sakura Mansion.

"Excuse me... What's the matter?"

"Do you live on this street?

The police seemed to see something from the Sakura Mansion, which was still a little rusty, and asked suspiciously.

"Ah, yes, I'm Ming's international student. ”

“... Hmph, Mingguo..."The policeman seemed a little angry, and asked stiffly, "Have you seen a girl carrying something like a coffin on her back?" ”

“... Huh?"

Brick never expected this question to come so quickly.

"Such a girl... Have you seen it?" the policeman pulled out a portrait, which was not perfect, but it was enough to make people see at a glance that it was the airborne girl from last night.

"No, I haven't seen it. ”

"You really haven't seen it?" Seeing that Brick was a little stumbling, the policeman leaned his face over instead, "I advise you to think clearly, although she looks beautiful, this woman is an old thief." ”

He sneered: "If necessary, she can also make a cameo appearance as a burglar... A young man like you is the best prey, tsk. ”

"Really... I haven't seen it before..."

"Well, come with me to the police station. The middle-aged policeman examined Brecke.

"What, I didn't do anything—why are you? ”

"Just because you're a Mingguo. ”

Just as the middle-aged policeman grabbed the wrist of the brick, a terrible whistle suddenly came from the thick fog.

"Emergency gathering?" the middle-aged policeman looked at the panicked Breke unwillingly, "Count you kid lucky." ”

With that, he dropped the inexplicable bricks, turned and ran towards the thick fog that showed no sign of dissipating.

Ottoman Empire Student Apartment on Anhu Street, Sakura Province

A group of policemen stood at the corner of the street and pulled up a long cordon, blocking the entire street. In the center of the street, two human-like objects were lying on the ground, covered with a white cloth, and a large number of dark smudges were scattered on the ground in large areas.

It's easy to imagine that it should be human bloodstains.

Closer to the apartment, there were several policemen surrounding the door of the apartment, and they were stopped by several high-nosed and deep-eyed Ottoman students.

(Ottoman Turkish)... Your Royal Highness Prince Munster, do you want to explain anything to these Far Easterners?"

A servant with a white turban asked. The person he questioned also wore a white turban, but the clear jasper on the turban and the gorgeous tassels adorned all showed his noble status and status.

"(Ottoman Turkish) Hmph, I don't think I have anything to do with these Far Eastern monkeys... Baboon explained. The young man known as the prince turned and walked into the room.

Seeing that his master was unwilling to answer, the prince's eldest attendant, Kemal, sighed and explained to the policemen who were gathered at the door: "Master Munster Deti said that he slept well last night and did not hear any strange noises, and as for the two policemen over there... Why did you die at the door of your apartment..."

He spread his hands out: "Sorry, we can't provide any valid information either." ”

"Do you think we'll accept that if you say that?" a slightly immature Sakura policeman clenched his fists with red eyes, "Tono-kun, he... His sister is sick in bed, and Kuroki-kun still has a wife and daughter to raise—"

He squeezed forward: "You tell me now that you don't know anything?!"

"Do you think we can accept it?!"

He looked angrily at the untouched Ottoman Turkish nobleman.

"Calm down, Wei Gong-kun. Another elderly Sakura policeman grabbed him, "I can't say that this matter has anything to do with them yet..."

He turned to look at the Ottoman students, who had followed the prince's orders and said nothing: "Don't forget, you are 'enemy people', and we will find a way... Pry your mouths open -- let's go and see the rest of the world!"

"(Ottoman Turkish) Hmph... If you can do it, go ahead. The arrogant Kemal whispered as he turned and walked into the mansion.

Soon, the haughty look on his face vanished, and when he appeared before the third prince, Munster Deti, his face was already full of humility and flattery.

"Your Highness, they are gone. ”

His Royal Highness did not pay attention to his words, but quietly watched the monkey play of a brown-haired monkey in front of him, and watched it climb up the eaves of the wooden pillar and speed between the bricks and tiles.

But look closely...

The prince had several rings on his hands, and the small, transparent, barely visible silk threads connected to the monkey. Munster controlled the puppet monkey to move like a real monkey in the courtyard with just a few imperceptible movements. Probably even if he wasn't a prince, he would be famous as a magician, right?

However, no one but Kemal and Munster could see the flickering beneath the skin of the cute puppet monkey.

Coldness.

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