[Hinata South Wind: Performer; Health: 630; Loyalty: 72. (Champion of the Evil God)]

After Akira Shinhara gifted 600 HP to South Wind, information about South Wind was displayed on the panel.

It's just that......

Advocate of the evil gods, what does it mean?

It wouldn't mean him, would it?

Akira Shinhara looked at this line of words unhappily, thinking that it was likely to be the malicious bias of the forum system.

He, Akira Shinhara, is a good young man who is honest and loves life!

At the same time, I clicked on my own health and it became 876, during which I got 246 health points from the "money" answer from the player forum, six of which were rewarded.

At the same time, it shows that his IP value has become 29.

It's still some distance from 40, but it's not far off.

Sure enough, the health value has to be taken from many sheep, and it doesn't have much effect to concentrate on one.

Now Xinyuan Ming has developed a total of 23 fish, of which Qingshui Chilin is the big brother fish, Nanfeng is the small second fish, and the stingy fish is the main one, and the others are small shrimp.

Akira Shinhara glanced at the easily rising HP and sighed like a dog.

Hey, my own primitive accumulation is still not enough, and more small fish are needed to join this big family.

Here, Shimizu Chilin re-bandaged Nanfeng's wounds, this time at a professional level, and the beautiful bow showed his work ethic.

Nanfeng, who has gained health points, is also much more energetic, at least he is no longer angry, although he is still very thin and weak, but the data shows a normal and healthy life state.

Akira Shinhara glanced at Nanfeng, who was gobbling up porridge regardless of his image, and opened his eyes a little unbearably with a little pity in his heart.

This Shimizu doctor is also really, how can he treat patients like this? It's too much!

Qing Shui Chilin, who did according to Shinhara Ming's instructions throughout the whole process, didn't know that he silently carried a big black pot for Shinhara Akira.

Akira Shinhara looked at Nanfeng, who had already finished eating, and was still a little nervous, casually picked up the test tube on the side and turned it around in his hand, looked at Nanfeng and said, "By the way, that publishing house ......"

"I've got you!" Before Akira Shinhara could finish speaking, Nanfeng quickly interrupted him, closed his eyes, and didn't look at his hands.

Akira Shinhara: What's so embarrassing about that?

"Okay, sign this." Akira Shinhara put the test tube back on the table, picked up a document and handed it to Nanfeng, and thoughtfully handed over the pen.

Glancing at the fountain pen that resembled the shape of a test tube, Nanfeng's body stiffened, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and there was a bit of panic in his eyes.

Under the prompting of the pen several shakes, I closed my eyes and picked it up and signed.

Akira Shinhara put away the document with satisfaction, looked at Nanfeng, who was suspected of "getting the test equipment PTSD", and spoke.

"There's a new organization recently called the Gifted, would you be interested in going in and having a look?"

Nanfeng paused for a moment before he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I know this, I was invited before, but I declined." ”

"Then you agree now." Akira Shinhara said directly, and asked casually, "Officer Sakamoto is your good friend?" ”

"Not really." Nanfeng shook his head, saying that they were only short-term partners, mainly because the identities of both parties could make it convenient for them.

And they did meet at a high-class banquet.

This made Shinhara Akira suddenly think of their identity background, and looked at Nanfeng a little unpleasantly for a while.

"You contact Sakamoto now and ask him about the mock portrait artist in their Metropolitan Police Department." Akira Shinhara raised his chin at Nanfeng and motioned for him to hurry up.

Soon, Nanfeng told Akira Shinhara the reply he had received.

"The simulated portraitist's name is Iguchi Shangguan, and he is the apprentice of the previous Metropolitan Police Department's simulated portraitist, and he has only been in the Metropolitan Police Department for a long time, but his ability is very outstanding, and he has solved many major cases for the Metropolitan Police Department, including the previous case of the serial night murderer, and he also contributed to painting portraits."

"But he is usually very low-key, rarely interacts with colleagues, and has the trust of the police officer."

Akira Shinhara raised his eyebrows, "That's gone?" Don't have a photo? ”

The south wind shook his head, indicating that this information was concerned.

Akira Shinhara pursed his lips and asked some details about the Night Killer, he was even more curious about the mysterious screenwriter and the simulated portraitist, he was curious about how they gained health, so he heard Nanfeng ask, "When will I be able to go back?" ”

Just as he was about to answer "at any time", Akira Shinhara suddenly thought of something, and then looked at Nanfeng with a little embarrassment, "Well, now that you are wanted by a suspect who harbors a murderer who shot and shoots, you may not be able to return home for the time being." ”

Southerly:......

Akira Shinhara stayed here for a while and left, and when he got home, it was already half past seven in the evening, and he suddenly remembered the short serialized novel of the second half of "Lipstick" that he hadn't updated yet, so he navigated a computer store on his phone and went in that direction.

This computer shop is in the commercial street of Ichimachi, and the east street is full of smart products, and it is a famous computer city;

West Street is a shopping street, the famous CBD, all kinds of big-name goods settled, Shinhara Ming first went to West Street to buy lipstick, and then went to East Street.

Randomly chose a spacious, bright and tidy computer store, Shinhara Ming looked at such a large store, and felt that it should no longer be the staff of the organization, so he decisively went in and chose a laptop.

After all the devices were fully equipped, Akira Shinhara confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the computer and that there were no other things that should not be there, and then he left the store.

It was late when I left, close to nine o'clock in the evening.

After glancing at the dark night, Akira Shinhara walked home with his computer in his hand, thinking about his first performance.

Belmode Chapter? It seems that there is going to be one of the three classics in the world of Kexue, and Belmode's identity will also be revealed.

It's time to give away this lipstick of your own.

And how to send it, when to send it, are all particular.

After all, this will not only be a weapon to expose Belmode's identity, but also a business card to prove his identity, and it will also be a super good thing to wash his name.

He could count on the lipstick to make a huge difference.

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

Shinhara suddenly heard a few knocks, and he was puzzled, and he looked keenly towards the source of the sound, just in time to see a shadow that was not illuminated by the street lamp, and a black shadow was holding something that could not be seen clearly.

At first, Akira Shinhara didn't react, but soon he smelled fresh blood, coming from that shadow.

Take out your phone and turn on the flashlight and shine it there.

Shinhara saw a man carrying him on his back with an axe in his hand, and in front of him lay a young female nude, blood and slash marks all over her already abused body.

The man felt the light, turned his head slowly, and smiled at Akira Shinhara.