Male god strategy plan

"Auntie, where is the spirit you're talking about?" Ling Huan Xinlong rubbed his hands, put on a kind smile, and stopped the two of them.

The two Obasans looked at each other, not wanting to get into trouble, they bypassed him and prepared to leave.

However, when they turned to the left, Linghuan Xinlong also followed to the left, and when they turned to the right, Linghuan Xinlong also followed to the right.

"Are you bothered?" Back and forth several times, the two helplessly pointed him the way, "It's over there, flower shop, someone died."

"It doesn't look like someone did it, be careful." The old lady reminded kindly, Ling Huan Xinlong didn't take it seriously, "Don't worry, you can leave this kind of thing to me, a genius with psychic abilities, Ling Huan Xinlong!"

However, it was obviously too early to say this. Seeing the appearance of the corpse, he was completely scared and vomited.

He didn't seem to be doing well, and died too miserable.

"Ugh..." Ling Huan Xinlong vomited on the side of the trash can, Conan glanced at him, and quickly looked away.

An adult was so frightened.

"Poor thing~ died at a young age."

"Parents will die of grief..."

"What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, such a heavy hand..."

Scattered voices of discussion reached Ling Huan Xinlong's ears, and when he heard this, he who was about to retreat was suddenly full of fighting spirit.

Can't let this girl die in vain!

"I, Ling Huan Xinlong, will accept this commission!" Ling Huan Xinlong was full of fighting spirit. When the others heard the sudden voice, they turned their heads to look at him, their eyes filled with—why are you crazy? Confuse.

Ling Huan Xinlong was seen trembling, his eyes rolled, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and then started his performance in a serious manner: "Ahem... According to my observation, this is not made by humans, only powerful evil spirits can do it to this."

He spoke seriously, but no one paid him any attention, and everyone regarded him as a psychopath.

No side at all.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Ling Huan Xinlong took out his mobile phone in embarrassment and started calling his little apprentice, calling for foreign aid.

The call was quickly connected: "Hey, passer-by, there is business, a flower shop on the first floor of the Kanagawa Seaside Big Market, there is an evil spirit, come quickly."

Conan looked suspiciously at the uncle who was behaving strangely, rolled his eyes helplessly, and quickly withdrew his eyes to continue observing the fingers of the corpse.

The nails are clean, without a trace of blood. This kind of destructive torture should be very painful before death.

But this person didn't seem to struggle, and didn't leave any sebum behind.

So weird.

Conan continued to check, and suddenly saw a long dark blue hair mixed with the hair on the woman's back.

woman?

Or is it a maverick man?

He took out a handkerchief and carefully picked up the hair and wrapped it up, which was an important evidence of crime.

Ling Huan Xinlong's eyes also fell on the little boy, and he didn't know why the others acquiesced to his actions.

This kind of thing should have been done by adults, why should he meddle like a child.

Ling Huan Xinlong put away the phone, and lifted Conan's collar: "Little guy, leave this kind of matter to the adults, don't destroy the scene, and wait for the police to come."

Ah... what a man with eight women!

At this time, the culprit of the incident was still lying on the beach basking in the sun.

On the sunny uninhabited island beach, real people lie lazily under the sun umbrella and enjoy the sea breeze.

On the small round table next to him, there are several glasses of brightly colored fruit juices, a pot of small and cute succulents stretching and blooming, and colorful stones placed on the surface of the soil, making Xiong Tongzi fresh and soft.

The waves of the sea pushed the waves, and the breeze was blowing, and the fine gravel in the flower pots trembled slightly.

The small pot is succulent and delicate, and the diameter of the small flower pot is only eight centimeters. It is a small ball in the hand, and it can easily be broken into powder.

"Since when have you liked plants? Is this for me?" The burly woman with a charm, eyes with branches, and a weird body looked at the pot of cute succulents, her face flushed.

"It's so cute." Hua Yu sat down, stretched out his hand to hold the pot of bear boy carefully, but before his fingertips touched it, the real person waved him open: "Don't touch it, it's mine."

Hua Yu withdrew his hand, gave him a strange look, and didn't touch him again: "Gojo Satoru has been entangled by the high-level, and now is the best time for us to do it."

"Don't worry, wait for Leuhu to come back." The real person replied casually, stretched out his fingertips and touched the leaves of Xiongtongzi a few times.

Ninazu Yuuji and Yukimura Seiichi were still waiting in line to check out after purchasing.

Although there was a queue, fortunately Murakami was surrounded by people. Just 2 minutes ago, a little boy mustered up the courage to come and ask for his autograph.

A special case was made for one person, and the others rushed forward, automatically forming a long queue beside Yukimura Seiichi.

That scene was comparable to a fan meeting. Even some people who didn't play tennis and didn't know tennis players started to join the fan team when they saw that they could find beautiful men in line for autographs.

"Is it okay to line up outside? This location is not very convenient, so don't block other people." Yushi Ninzu supported the shopping cart, and reluctantly began to act as a flower protector.

"It's okay with us, it's okay." The aunts in line were all very kind.

Of course, some people find it troublesome.

Behind Seiichi Yukimura stood a child with pink hair, his arms were full of coffee jelly, he looked at the people around him expressionlessly, his eyes were full of impatience, he just wanted to pay the bill early.

I have a relationship!

Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-a-easy, can't you just check out and leave?

With so many people, it hurts my ears.

Saiki Kusuo looked up at Yukimura Seiichi who was standing in front of him, wishing he could kick him away.

Yukimura Seichi thought this kid was interesting, but he felt sorry for blocking the exit: "I'm causing trouble for everyone, go over there!"

Ninja Yuuji stayed in line to check out, Yukimura Seichi quickly left the line, taking his fan group with him.

There was a crowd of people, and it was unknown who pushed him from behind, and Saiki Kusuo ran directly towards the display rack at the cash register.

Seeing that Saiki Kusuo's eyes were about to poke into the corner of the display shelf, Shinobu Yuuji grabbed his arm quickly.

"Are you okay?" Yushi Ninzu had just finished speaking, and the cold and heartless voice began to come to mind again.

[Contact with the SSS-level young Zhengtai, the life value will be reduced by 100 days, and the current balance is 265 days. 】

Saiki Kusuo blushed, put his backhand on his arm, and stood up with his strength: "It's okay, thank you."

[Contact with the SSS-level young Zhengtai, the life value will be reduced by 100 days, and the current balance is 165 days. 】

I'm sorry!

Ninja Yuuji froze in place.

He managed to save enough 365 days of life!

This is so handsome to the point where both people and gods are indignant!

All of a sudden cut his life value for more than half a year!

Just touched it twice!

The parties expressed great regret.

You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't pull Xiao Zhengtai.

Why are your hands so cheap! ! ! !

Ninja Yuuji was depressed to the point of autism, and Saiki Kusuo listened to his inner voice, his mind was full of doubts.

Why does this person have one thing on the outside and another on the back?

Originally, I wanted to say that I would give him a coffee jelly as a reward.

Ninjazu Yushi squinted at Saiki Kusuo, who was not as good as himself. The kid was only seven or eight years old, with pink hair and a pair of green sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The combination of red and green blinded people's eyes.

There are two lollipop barrettes on the top of his head. Apart from an eye-catching outfit, his appearance is so ordinary that he doesn't know how handsome he is!

Ninzu Yushi asked the system unwillingly: Why does he want to deduct 100 days!Just a child, how can such a high life value be needed!

System: [Host, the person in front of you is a superpower with the power to destroy the world—— Saiki Kusuo.I advise you to show some respect to him, you can't see his beauty, it's just because of his will to change the world, making everyone think he's mediocre.But that doesn't mean that he is really mediocre. 】

Ninja Yuuji: ...Boss, please accept my knee!

Thinking about it, Yuji Ninzu still felt something was wrong: So this is why you didn't warn in advance?

The system was choked to the point of autism: "... in the face of absolute strength... there is no way not to."

Ninja Yushi: Don't put your incompetence in such a fresh and refined way!

"Huh?" Saiki Kusuo couldn't hear the system's voice, he could only hear Yushi Ninzu talking to himself.

Who is he talking to?

Why is this person so strange?

Soon it was Saiki Kusuo's turn to pay the bill. After paying the bill, Ninzu Yushi deliberately ran at full speed, put things into his pockets little by little, and quietly observed Saiki Kusuo from the side.

Wasting 200 days of health on such a little thing, I really feel unwilling.

200 days!

200 kisses, the mouth is swollen!

"A total of 3300 yen, you gave 3200 yen, and there is still 100 yen short." The cashier smiled and looked at the little man who was not even taller than the cashier counter.

Saiki Kusuo propped his toes, put his hands on the cash register with a dignified face: "Impossible! I calculated it, 800 yen each, 4 yen for 3200 coffee jellies, why is it 3300 yen?"

The cashier smiled kindly: "That's right, the 800 yen is on-due. Among the four you took, one is the latest date, and the original price is 900 yen."

Saiki Kusuo felt a bolt from the blue: No way!

"Do you want me to return one for you?" The cashier saw through Saiki Kusuo's embarrassment at a glance, "Do you want to return the original price or the special price?"

Saiki Kusuo had a slumped face: I don’t even want to, can’t I have all of them?

He saw a discount on coffee jelly on TV, but he came to Kanagawa from Tokyo!

Should I go back and exchange it for 800 yen?

Unfortunately, it takes a long time to line up for checkout.

He hesitated between the special price and the new product, and finally chose to keep the 900 yen one, maybe the fresh taste of the date will be different.

"Return this!" Qi Munanxiong chose to return a coffee jelly with a heartbroken heart.

Seeing his tangled appearance, Yushi Ninzu offered a 100-yen steel plate: "Let's tie it together!"

I didn't expect that a person with the power to destroy the world would go to such lengths for a coffee jelly or just 100 yen.

He really doesn't understand the world of superpowers.

This superpower is so down-to-earth.

"I will return it to you." Saiki Kusuo didn't feel awkward, and accepted the steel plate frankly.

"You're welcome." Yushi Ninzu didn't stop, and was going to look for Yukimura Seichi.

After a while, the alarm was raised, and all the doors of the supermarket were closed.

A chubby policeman went straight to Yushi Ninzu and stopped him: "Sir, we found that you are related to a murder case, please come with us to assist in the investigation."

Ninja Yuuji: WTF?

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