In the world of Kexue, I want to lie down every day

Hayakawaya, who returned to Neon Country, did not contact anyone and just found a hotel to stay at. Since Conan's performance appeared, he now feels that he may meet this child at any corner.

"Then you won't go out?" The system supported his head and spoke lazily.

"How is that possible?" Hayakawa opened the disguise tool and began to apply it on his face, "I can't go hungry because of Conan, right? The takeout here is not cheap."

"When did you become such a miser?" Didn't you spend money very freely before? Could it be that my host has awakened some strange attribute?

"I'm not a miser. I think money should be spent well, especially the expensive ones. Compared to takeout, I would certainly rather go to the store to eat freshly made food. Money should be spent wisely!" He opened his eyes wide and looked at the beauty. The pupil pressed in, blinked, and the originally black pupil color turned into dark brown.

The most iconic thing about a person is his facial features, as well as his body movements and language habits. If you don't want to be exposed, these three things must be changed. Oh, by the way, there are also those birthmarks, moles and scars on the body.

"This scar of mine is really troublesome." I took out a piece of concealer and applied it on it. When it was almost dry, I applied a spray to set it.

"There's nothing I can do about it, Ginjiu Hand Taihei is running for your life, it's good to be alive." The system smacked its lips, "Anyway, you use the scar removal cream every day, and sooner or later it will wear off. "

"Too slow." Looking at the person in the mirror who has changed his appearance.

The hair on both sides was tied back into a small ponytail, with brown phoenix eyes, and a human skin mask on his face. He also specially padded some bones under the mask. If anyone wants to take a photo of this For face portraits, it is not possible to draw his original appearance just because he has the same facial features and bones.

"The human skin mask is still convenient enough." Although his skills are not as good as Belmore's, it is enough to fool people.

Hayakawaya, who appeared at the temple again, brought nothing with him. The news of his return could not be known to others, so he avoided these things that could easily reveal his identity.

The grave of Kase Matsuhoshi was cleaned cleanly. It must have been cleaned by Morofushi Kagemitsu not long ago. Two pots of fresh white roses were placed next to it. Although it was expected, at this time he still I have to sigh that the other party did much better than him.

For so many years, he had never thought of placing a pot of flowers in front of his senior's tomb. Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had only been here a few times, placed a pot of flowers instead.

"As a junior, I am not as qualified as that guy Zhufu." Hayakawa Tani smiled bitterly, looked at the tombstone and said, "It's not convenient for me to bring things here today. I will definitely bring them to seniors next time, but potted plants, Zhufu If Fu bought it for you, I won’t buy it.”

There was already one pot on each side. When he came back after adding two pots, it was no longer a question of whether it looked good or not. It was directly conspicuous. Who would put so many flowers in front of a tombstone?

"Senior, I am Hayakawa, you can't recognize it, right?" He reached out and touched his face, "If you can't recognize it, that's your problem, not mine. It's been so many years, junior, please change your face." If you still can't recognize me, then you are just a scumbag, senior."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground and saying the following offensive words, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this. When he removed the production line earlier, he even said that he would be tied up in front of Takizawa Shuaki. It's just a lesson, he's familiar with it!

"I didn't tell anyone when I came back this time, so senior, you have to keep it a secret and don't secretly tell others about it in your dreams!" He really hadn't visited Kase Matsuhoshi for a long time. Even the gate of this temple was closed the past few times. I couldn't step in, but now I can come in calmly.

Those years of undercover life haunted him like a nightmare, and his dreams at night reminded him all the time, look, you will never be clean in this life, you have something on your hands that you shouldn't have, how can you go see them? ?

Until Gin cut his throat with a knife, the feeling of dying made him think about it for a moment. He has only been alive for so long. When will he stop feeling sorry for himself? Are you going to watch innocent people die because of those dirty things? Isn't he standing here just to throw those dirty things into the sun? He acknowledges what he has done, and he will accept the punishment he needs to receive. After all, someone has to do these things.

Looking at the tombstone in front of me, I was in a trance. I seemed to see Kase Matsuhoshi sigh, put his hand on his head and rub it.

"What are you thinking about so much? Just do what you have to do."

After coming back to his senses and blinking, Kase Matsuhoshi was nowhere to be seen. Everything he saw just now was just what the other party did when he first joined the company.

"But is it really right for me to do this?"

Hayakawaya was rarely confused, but no one told him the answer.

It was already late at night when Inoue Yasunari finished what he was doing. In two hours, the sun would break through the clouds and reveal the first ray of sunlight. He looked at the bright lights outside, with a trace of yearning flashing in his eyes. There was also an email from his wife on his phone. His text message told him to drive slower when he went home.

Both he and his wife understood that he would have less family time in this profession, but his wife had been very considerate of him from the beginning. The night light when he came home in the middle of the night, the night light on the table when he got up early or when he finished his shift, The breakfast in the microwave is always neat and tidy whenever he comes home. She is doing her best to lighten his burden so that he can better devote himself to work.

He couldn't enjoy this with peace of mind. The marriage between two people needed to be maintained by two people. It couldn't be done unilaterally by one person. Over time, the other person would be tired.

But he couldn't give his wife more company. He could only buy her her favorite cakes or snacks when he was off work, and clean and cook at home during his vacation. Occasionally, when the vacation was long, he would meet with her. My wife traveled with me when it was safe to do so.

In half an hour, the restaurant where his wife often goes to buy rice balls should be open. Before, his wife always complained to him that there were too many people in the family, and she couldn't buy a family photo every time.

Inoue Yasunari glanced at the time and calculated that it should not be open at this time, but he could take a nap in front of the store and buy his first family photo!

But when he arrived at the parking lot, he found a figure leaning against his car with arms folded.

"Who?" He looked at the figure warily, his hand already touching the gun bag at his waist.

"It's me." The man put down the arms he was holding, stood up straight and looked at Inoue Yasunari, his black eyes particularly bright under the dimmed light.

"Hayakawa?" The hand that drew the gun paused, with a hint of doubt in his tone.