travel frog

The nemesis trio slept in the lobby all afternoon.

When they woke up, the sleet outside had completely turned into a blizzard, and the snow piled up in front of the door, almost overflowing the steps and pouring into the house.

The sound of the wind whistling and shrill, like the tooth-piercing noise of a knife scraping through glass, ethereal and noisy.Gin took a look at the door and shook his head.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave yet, it's too windy and snowy outside."

He said this to Amuro Toru.

Toru Amuro sighed: "Then we can only spend the night here. Mr. Kurosawa, do you still have any vacant rooms?"

"No." Akai Shuichi, as someone who had experienced it, kindly gave the answer for Gin, and suggested: "But you can make a bed on the floor, and the bedding and pillows are enough."

Amuro Toru was also not used to him, and immediately counterattacked with a smile: "You are so familiar, do you think you have done such things?"

"On the contrary, I only made the floor bedding once." Akai Shu raised his eyebrows and retorted in an almost provocative tone, "After I made the floor bedding, I dated him."

"..."

unwise!

Amuro twitched the corner of his mouth.

Qin Jiu listened to the two elementary school students' bickering with a blank face. Apart from being funny, he was speechless, and began to wonder if they were taken away by monsters like childish ghosts.

He remembered that these two people were not like this before!

Shuichi Akai, the ace of the FBI, one of the biggest enemies of the organization, proficient in drag racing and sniper hand-to-hand combat, even Gin would hurt for several days if he punched him. No one can beat it.

Toru Amuro, the elite of the elite of the public security team, a cyber car god who is sexual, can grind coffee with text, and can fight ten with martial arts.

Such a powerful figure, where is he not the backbone of the industry?Why is it that the first meeting is like a thunderbolt that stirs the fire, and you can quarrel without saying three words, so why not be as calm and rational as elementary school students?

If the question marks in Gin's mind were poured out, it would fill the entire Pacific Ocean.

"It's okay to stay overnight." Seeing that their debate was getting heated and was about to escalate, Qin Jiu couldn't bear to interrupt, "but you can only sleep on the trestle bed in the study. Besides, today's dinner will be done by you. Question?"

"No problem." Amuro nodded with a smile, suddenly realized something, and sneered at Akai Hideichi again: "Look, there is a trestle bed in the study, don't you think about why you made the floor before?"

Chi Jingxiu was unconcerned: "It doesn't matter, I made money in exchange for a lover in exchange for a floor shop."

Toru Amuro: "..."

As long as he holds this point, he is almost invincible.

irritating!

Gin rolled his eyes, and stepped forward to drag Akai Hideichi away: "There are some coffee beans in the kitchen, you go and make coffee, and I'll see how the paintings in Tamazamo are doing. Mr. Amuro, please do what you want."

Toru Amuro shrugged his shoulders, happy not to quarrel with Hideo Akai, but seeing them chattering, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"He was the one who mocked me first..."

Akai Hideichi was suddenly dragged away. Although he knew that Gin was "persuading a fight", he still couldn't help but argue for himself.

Qin Jiu squinted at him, piercing his little thoughts: "Really? Why do I seem to see that you are the one who teases people first every time?"

Akai Hideichi coughed lightly: "Actually, what I said sounded like provocation, but I didn't mean it that way. He misunderstood me."

"...to make coffee."

"Oh."

Akai Hideichi entered the kitchen honestly, and began to grind coffee beans amidst the smell of spices that had not yet dissipated.He knows the taste of gin, so he doesn't need to ask too much, and besides gin, he doesn't intend to take care of other people's preferences.

Qin Jiu walked to Yu Zaoqian, leaned down slightly, put one hand on the edge of the table, and looked at his paintings carefully.

Different from the previous one, the second original painting refers to the recent popular painting techniques on the Internet, deliberately blurs the lines, and uses large blocks of color as the main body, giving people a very visually impactful look and feel.

"This is the new boss?" he asked.

Yuzao stopped writing in front of her, and changed a fine-hair brush to slightly dip it in color to fill in the gaps at the edge: "Yes. Your rabbit spirit said that the third test is going to be a full open world, and I want to design a character based on your little lover. After careful consideration, such thick and colorful brushstrokes are more in line with his temperament than delicate painting techniques."

Is this based on the character designed by Shuichi Akai?

Hearing this, Qin Jiu couldn't help but look at it more seriously.

The painting has not yet been completed, but the tone has been set, and the main outline can barely be seen.

This BOSS is not a standard human figure, but more like a mass of irregular multicolored traces after the palette has been overturned. The edges are thin and transparent, like a burning flame, and the colors inside are rich and scorching. The sharp jagged hair tails, and the fingertips that look like blades condensed with ice and snow, are in a stream-of-consciousness style.

The more Gin looked at it, the more startled he became - not because the temperament of this painting did resemble Akai Shuichi's essence, but because of Tamazamae's precise grasp of his essence.

As expected of big monsters who have lived for thousands of years, I am afraid that they have completely seen through them the first time they saw them.

but……

Gin raised his head slightly, looked at the painting from the perspective of the whole, and couldn't help chuckling: "It turns out that Chijing looks like this chaos in your eyes."

"No, he is a colorful chaos," Yuzao raised his eyes, his eyes filled with a smile, "You are the kind of chaos, darkness, irregular and orderly."

Gin was not surprised by his comment: "Then I look forward to the birth of the character you designed based on me."

Yuzao also smiled and said: "Okay, let me draw you a black lotus."

……

The ingredients in the refrigerator are all bought by gin in the morning, except for the spices that were used up at noon, the rest are still kept, very fresh.

Toru Amuro is good at western food. After asking everyone's opinions, he decided to make fried steak with pasta and milk soup. It happened that Hide Akai had a half bottle of red wine in his car, so he could also add it to dinner.

The blizzard was raging until nightfall, with no tendency to stop.At about seven o'clock, all the power in Ningmori Town was suddenly cut off, and the hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.

With the flashlight on, Gin went to the utility room and found a large pack of candles, and lit one in each of the four places in the room.The faint warm light shone through the small corner of the world, which made the atmosphere much warmer. Even Shuichi Akai and Toru Amuro did not confront each other for two hours.

This is a full two hours!

Gin is quite gratifying.

At eight o'clock in the evening, dinner is officially opened.

Toru Amuro took off his apron and began to load dishes, Hideichi Akai went out to get wine, Tamamomae and Rabbit pulled Yamata no Orochi to serve dishes, only gin had nothing to do, so they moved four computer chairs and placed them next to the front desk. Two candle lamps were placed on the table.

"Life still needs a sense of atmosphere. When you look at this candle, the feeling of eating will be different in an instant."

The little mushroom spirit said, bouncing onto the table with a tray containing seven goblets on its head, its small body was bathed in warm yellow light, and the emotion on its face could be vaguely seen.

Gin took the tray from its head and put down the goblets one by one.

After a while, Tamamo rushed out of the kitchen with sparks and lightning all the way, with the steak on the front, the pasta on the rabbit's head, and the thick milk soup floating around Yamata no Orochi.

There are golden lightning bolts all over Yamata no Orochi, and the electric current is densely woven into a spider web, and sparks will burst out when they touch each other, but it can hold three bowls of thick soup steadily without splashing a drop.

True, sparks and lightning all the way.

"Yaki! Is your demon power out of control again!" Yuzao rushed forward, trying to stay as far away from Yamata no Orochi as possible to avoid being "electrically charged" by it.

"Oh, it seems to be a little bit, but it's not a big problem." Yamata no Orochi twisted his neck, "After my size shrinks, the demon power automatically seals most of it. I can barely control the things that are out of control now. Stay away Just do it."

Tamamo complained: "Your existence let me know that Minamoto Yorimitsu's sealing technique is indeed at its peak!"

"Thank you, I think you praised me."

The two big monsters arranged the dishes noisily.

At this time, the door suddenly opened a gap, Akai Hideichi squeezed in with a half bottle of wine, a layer of snow accumulated on his hair and clothes, he was in a panic.

As soon as he came in, he immediately locked the top of the door to prevent the cold wind from blowing away the remaining heat in the house.

There was no electricity, the heating was not working, and there was another gust of wind, so everyone had to hug each other to keep warm tonight.

When Toru Amuro came out of the kitchen, everyone arrived and the dishes were served, and the dinner finally started.

Four people, four chairs, Gin and Akai Hideichi sat on the first side, Amuro Toru and Tamamomae sat on the other side, rabbits, Yamata no Orochi and Xiaogu Jing sat directly on the table due to their small size, lively and lively clinked a glass.

It was freezing cold outside, but inside the house was not affected at all.

Humans and demons eat at the same table, there is no barrier, and there is no fear or fear. The biggest friction is that a certain big snake is keen to grab other people's food, and then he is hammered back, which arouses laughter.

In this situation, even if Yuan Laiguang was resurrected, he couldn't help but exclaim: "My lord, the times have changed."

Gin does not participate in the disputes at the dinner table, and only uses food to block Akai Shuichi's mouth when he wants to provoke Amuro Toru again.

Toru Amuro was very satisfied with this, and then lightly clinked glasses with him, feeling that the meal was not in vain.

Akai Shuichi: "...Oh."

Seeing the harmonious scene in front of him, Qin Jiu seemed to understand the significance of the fifth mission.

It's like the scene where the protagonist in the novel sees all the people gathered together with relatives and friends after he comes back after he is desperate outside. It is not only a psychological comfort for the protagonist, but also a psychological comfort for the readers.

Gin thought about it before, he seemed to have never had a similar experience, and he couldn't say how much he liked it, but the feeling was not bad.

……

After dinner there is entertainment.

Toru Amuro said that he wanted to stay overnight at the Internet cafe, but he had no intention of going to sleep at all. Instead, he went back to the car in the wind and snow, brought a newly bought seven-person script, and took everyone to play together. .

"This script killing is very popular on the Internet. Because the case is complicated and does not require additional venues, it is also very popular in various script killing shops."

Toru Amuro opened the package while explaining, and distributed identity cards and corresponding scripts: "We played the roles we got, and the background setting was a fireside chat on a snowy night. Every line we said was a clue. , use these clues to conduct questioning and reasoning to find the murderer."

Gin got a "Hunter Card". The script has ten pages and more than three hundred lines.

"Are you sure we can finish a game tonight?" He asked suspiciously.

"Not necessarily." Akai Hideichi has heard of this script, but has never played it. "But this script has three parts: upper, middle and lower. Let's talk about the story of 'up' first tonight."

Yamata no Orochi shook his eight heads: "I have never been wrong in this kind of game that relies on intelligence to win. After all, I have eight brains, and the advantage is great!"

Yuzao held her chin in front of her and said with a smile, "I bet you will lose if you wait."

"Heh." Yamata no Orochi sneered, "Can you beat me with seventeen cards? If you can beat me, I'll eat the table!"

Hearing this, the three humans present looked at each other and secretly wrote down this sentence for it.

Three hours later—

"I don't believe it! Why isn't Kurosawa the murderer!" Yamata no Orochi raised his head and let out a roar of eight overlapping.

Gin smiled slightly, without explaining, and let Amuro Toru, who reasoned the whole process, briefly explain where he made a mistake.

After he finished explaining, Akai Hideichi pointed to a table not far away, and said, "Let's eat, do you want some sauce for dipping?"

Yamata no Orochi: "..."

No, it's just a small snake ten centimeters long, why does it feel like the whole world is targeting it?