[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

"Shimura-kun."

Sakura Mikan typed a sentence on the phone slowly, word by word: "I have something to see you, is that okay?"

The girl breathed nervously, feeling that she was carrying a huge secret.

It is a bit natural to be able to enter the famous high school Xiongying High School with a deviation rate of more than 70% by virtue of hard work, but Sakura Mikan is not completely unaware of what is happening around him.

The wall is like Xiao Imai's abnormal worry recently, the wall is like All Might's sudden inquiry about him, and the wall is like Xiao Erli's conflict in that moment.There is something that everyone may have vaguely felt, but I was unaware of it—that is probably a very dangerous area for me.

What would a person do if he wanted to protect another person?Will it be quarantined, will it be concealed, and what else will it do?

At that time, after entrusting himself to Grandpa Sakura, Xingping Quanshui rushed to the dangerous situation alone to fight the unknown enemy and finally died. It was a kind of protection to isolate himself from danger; Xiao Imai once decided to go to the field alone When I was studying, I made a little tortoise that took a week to deliver the letter. It was to conceal and delay delivery; Olmert called himself to the office to ask about the range of friends, presumably because of the teacher's concern...

And even if she is as young as Eri, she will inadvertently steal a secret and worried look at herself.

Sakura Mikan knew what that meant.

This means that there is a great possibility that the so-called Shimura Turner is actually a very dangerous person.

……

The moonlight is like water, covering the coastline.The waves were covered with silvery moonlight, and wave after wave beat the embankment.Except for the sound of the tide, the surrounding area was silent.This is not a busy and highly automated cargo port. If there are no cargo ships stopping by, it may be difficult to find even a staff member who adjusts the automatic cargo machinery.

The location coordinates sent by the dead handle wooden hanging is such a remote and deserted place-in short, it is very suitable for homicide.

On the last day of spring break, the girl made an invitation to the boy.As for this time and this place, when Sigang Muhang was proposed, he was already fully prepared that the other party would definitely reject it—this kind of wilderness with no village in the front and no shops in the back, no one would die. Someone noticed that if an ordinary female high school student was asked to come to this kind of place, she would probably have been scared off by the oncoming malice.

Heh, anyone with a little brain will refuse.

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Dead handle wooden hanging: "..."

For a moment, he felt that this girl might not be an undercover agent for the police and the hero.

He was starting to feel irritable.

Can't be killed, can't be chased away, chattering, chattering.Every day, I don’t know how to say something strange. When I say I’m sending a gift, I dare to send some shampoo and lip balm to the enemy alliance.

It also comes in a pink box!

Even now... Sigang Muhang checked the screen again, and when faced with the unreasonable location he proposed, the other party agreed without even a little hesitation.

... Does she not know how to read a map?

Sigang Muhang hesitated for a moment, feeling that the possibility was quite high.

In fact, no matter what the situation is, it is dangerous enough to invite contacts on the Internet to go to this kind of place-this danger is not only for Sakura Satsuma, but also includes the dead handle .Even if the possibility that the other party is a hero who hides deeply undercover is ruled out,...

The uninhabited coastline, the empty port, no matter how you think about it, it is a very suitable place for night combat.As the current leader of an organization that doesn't look so kind but actually does very unfriendly things, Sigang Muhang is very convinced that the more such a place is, the more dangerous it is.

The boy tapped his temple lightly with one hand, forcibly suppressing the irritability overflowing from the bottom of his heart.

What's the point of working hard in such a situation?Obviously no one has ever expected it, and it has never been formalized. The heart that was willing to risk his life to maintain, in the final analysis, must have been obtained under the skin of Shimura Zhuan arc.

——This has nothing to do with the dead handle wooden hanging.

The young man stood up suddenly, scratching his hair anxiously.

Forget it, let’s leave it at that, anyway, life and death have nothing to do with it, whether it’s to kill that guy or be killed by the hero called by that guy or something else, it’s all a matter of luck.The eyes of Sigang Muhang became sharp. If this guy doesn't say something worthy of his own trip tonight, he might as well kill him on the spot. It is probably worth a try to kill by means.

Killing it, or being killed by it, if you think about it, it has become a trivial matter.

No one is watching here anymore.

In the evening, Sakura Mikan packed up her things and prepared to leave school.Before leaving, Imai Hotaru leaned against the school gate and looked at Sakura Mikan with a gloomy expression.

"Satsuma."

The girl with short hair was the first to stop her.

"Little...Little Imai?"

Sakura Mikan was a little surprised.Generally speaking, Hotaru Imai during this period of time is nestled in her own room or in the underground laboratory provided by the support department, delving into things that she can't understand at all, but she didn't expect that she didn't know why she could do it today. Meet at the school gate.

"Well, Mikan, are you going out at this time?"

Imai Hotaru smiled and asked with a gentle expression that could be called "rare to see".

There is nothing to be courteous about, rape or robbery, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Sakura Mikan's heart is full of alarms, but Imai Hotaru has yet to take the next step.

"Ah... yes, I have something to go out."

Sakura Mikan replied.

"So, is there anything that needs to leave school at this time?"

Hotaru Imai took a step forward, calmly: "Although there is no curfew during the holidays, Mikan's home is actually in Kansai. Is it because you decide to sleep out when you go out at this time? But you didn't bring any What toiletries and so on... Satsuma, where are you going and what are you going to do?"

Sakura Mikan's scalp was numb when Hotaru Imai asked her, and she flinched subconsciously: "I...go to see a friend."

"So."

Imai Hotaru took another step forward, and met Sakura Mikan's eyes, and there was even less than half a meter between their faces: "Which 'friend' is it that needs Mikan to go out at this time? ?”

One question after another forced Sakura Mikan to take a step back subconsciously.

"Little Imai, you look a little strange..."

Sakura Satsuma said in a low voice.

"The strange thing is mandarin, right?"

Imai Hotaru immediately retorted, and then seemed to realize that she was too aggressive, and hesitated for a while: "So mandarin, it is really very important, you must go out at this moment, and you must meet people. Bar?"

"Yes."

Sakura Mikan nodded heavily, mustered up her courage again, and looked directly at her Faxiao.

"Stupid mandarin."

Imai Hotaru breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned sideways to get out of the way: "So mandarin, go early and return early. I left a snack for you in the dormitory, and we will eat together when you come back. It's too late to come back for supper. Will you gain weight?"

"I won't be fat!"

Sakura Mikan couldn't help but smile, and smiled with Hotaru Imai.

"Go, your friend is still waiting for you, isn't it?"

Hotaru Imai waved at Sakura Mikan.

"Ok!"

The girl with double braids responded crisply.

When Sakura Mikan had left his sight, Imai Hotaru's smile disappeared from his face little by little, and then replaced by a dignified expression.A pitch-black car stopped at the gate of Xiongying's school, Imai Hotaru got in without hesitation, and handed a hand-held tracker to the driver: "This target, follow up."

"So Ms. Ying... are you going to... tonight?"

The driver seemed a bit puzzled, he was Subaru Imai's subordinate, and suddenly the girl's brother in front of him called him over to help drive the car, and the job he came up to do was to track the target... Now the life of Xiongying's little girl is so stressful Exciting?Or could it be that because it is a prestigious university, it is far away from the daily life of ordinary female high school students as he understands?

"Meet my friends in Mikan."

Imai Hotaru's face was as frosty, and she said calmly: "Before I asked Subaru... Please brother, how is he doing?"

"No problem, everything is ready!"

The driver quickly said: "You said that there might be serious injuries tonight. Although I don't know what kind of judgment made such a decision, but since it is your request, of course Mr. Subaru..."

He was, of course, short of painting his office up and down and decorating it with fresh flowers.

Excuse me, this is a hospital.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Imai Hotaru nodded, and then made a second call to All Might.

"Mr. All Might, I think tonight is probably the right time."

It’s a holiday now, and it’s the stall in the artificial city waiting for the students to fly back to Japan. All Might is relaxing and feeding the cat at home. He looks quite casual in his pajamas: “Hey, Imai Classmate... Wait what are you talking about?! How do you know?!"

"It's probably tonight, Mr. All Might, you make your decision."

Hotaru Imai's voice on the phone was steady without any waves.

"Wait, wait, Imai."

All Might ran directly to the door in pajamas and slippers, only to realize that he had already lost his strength. It was useless to worry: "Even if what you said is reliable information, I will inform the professional heroes, you alone Students, please don't be impulsive, stay in school and don't get involved!"

Imai Hotaru was noncommittal: "Anyway, Mr. All Might, I will send you the target address, and it's up to you what to do next."

"Imai! You calm down first, stay at school, wait for the head to be erased...cough, I mean wait for your teacher Aizawa to arrange, and then..."

The phone was hung up.

All Might: "..."

He can guarantee that this girl is definitely not in school.

A few minutes later, several heroes successively received the standby message from All Might's single-line contact.

Something is going to happen tonight.