Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

[Baishi Dun Psychology 501D100=? ? ]

Just like people can't tell the expression of a rabbit, Bai Shidun can't tell whether the furry mantra is telling the truth or lying.

But after all, it is a curse spirit born from the negative emotions of human beings. It is better to believe that it is the victim of the beauty of the adoptive father than to believe that it will have affection for human beings.

The real person squinted his eyes and rubbed against the boy with long bangs: "Ah, when Junping found out, I thought I must be dead now, because only people with the ability of magicians can see the magic spirit. I didn't expect I will be taken in, I am really grateful, and I will repay Junpei~"

Yoshino Junpei: "Is the real person a curse spirit, that is, what Atsushi said is 'the curse born from the negative emotions of human beings' that can cause harm to people'?"

The fluffy gray-blue ball shook its fluffy hair: "If I say yes, will Junpei ask Atsushi to inform the conjurer to exorcise me?"

"If the curse spirit can harm humans..." Yoshino Junpei hesitated, and looked at Atsushi Shiraishi, "However, the real person is so weak, so it won't cause too much trouble for people..."

The gray-blue curse spirit also cast its curious eyes on Baishidun.

[Shiraishi: What does this guy mean?Push the question to me? ]

[Shiraishi: ... Well, it's also an opportunity. ]

[kp: what do you want to do? ]

[Atsushi Shiraishi: Do what investigators should do. ]

Bai Shidun was stared at by one person and one curse spirit, and his tone was also shaken: "It should be, the weak spell spirit can only make people not rest well and get tired easily..."

Yoshino Junpei breathed a sigh of relief.

[Baishi Dun Psychology 501D100=? ? ]

Probably because of the poison of film and television works, Yoshino Junpei seems to trust the real person very much, and regards it as the guide who leads the protagonist into the mysterious world in the movie-harmless and loyal.

Shiraishi: Gua Wazi can think about it quite well.

"Does the real man's 'talent of a magician' refer to the eyes that can see the magic spirit?" Yoshino Junpei asked the question he had been concerned about all along.

"Not only that," the real man moved back to its mat, opening and closing his thumb-sized mouth, "The magic power on Shunping's body has begun to increase, and the magic skills are about to awaken, the magic skills inherent in magicians Style is what I call 'talent'..."

The furry creatures with both cuteness and novelty patiently give popular science to the ignorant conjurer Miao Zi, and they really look like a "guide and protagonist".

Yoshino Junpei clenched his fist: "Master, is the technique on my body very powerful?"

[Shiraishi Atsushi: Hey~ I'm getting more and more middle school. ]

Makoto: "From my point of view, Junpei has very good spells~"

"No, I'm asking, can I use this power to defeat the guy who bullies me?" Yoshino Junpei's eyes were gloomy, and his tone became bad.

Real person: "For ordinary people, there is no resistance against the magician. Is there any human being who wants to kill after Shunpei's awakening spell?"

"Kill... No, I just want to teach them a lesson..." Yoshino Junpei put his hand down, his expression was gloomy.

Atsushi Shiraishi, who was sitting opposite him, reminded his friend who was suspected of going astray: "Shunpei, if you use spells on ordinary people, you will be labeled as curse masters, and you will be attacked by curse masters. "

"... Atsushi, don't you want to take revenge?" Yoshino Junpei stared at his taciturn friend and asked unwillingly.

Atsushi Shiraishi thought for a while and replied, "I care more about Junpei than taking revenge on those people. I don't want to see Junpei wasting his life for nothing because those people live in hiding."

[kp: WOW, straight ball. ]

Yoshino Junpei's head froze, and he stammered, "What, what?"

"Even if Junpei doesn't care about my friend who I haven't known for a long time, what should Junpei's mother do?" Shiraishi Atsushi's calm black eyes looked directly into Yoshino Junpei's eyes, "My son has become a wanted criminal, she That's the most painful."

DK's brain, which was full of enthusiasm, gradually calmed down: "...you are right, Dun."

"I can't implicate my mother."

The gray-blue Mao Tuanzi watched from the side, and two different boys were reflected in the different-colored pupils.

——Interesting, let's do an experiment on the two of them.

An interrogation room.

Haruto Shiraishi, who was still wet, sat on a wooden chair with a slightly dazed expression.

In the four-and-a-half-fold space, there was only a small square table in front of him, which was nothing—but there were four humidifiers piled up in the corner of the room!

The horsepower of the four humidifiers was turned to the maximum, and water vapor was poured into this small space, raising the humidity of the entire room to an unbearable level.

After Shiraishi Qingren was washed three times by the steam in the room, the questioner finally came.

He was being questioned by an elderly man—to put it mildly.

The old man's layers of folds piled up on his skin in contact with the air, like orange peels that are about to rot, and like kitchen waste that the kitchen has not had time to dispose of. Just seeing it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Haruto Shiraishi: YUE.

[kp: Does this thing charm you?If you charm me, I can add 10 psychology points to you. ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: ... Don't treat me like a trash can!I have dignity too! ]

[kp: That long silence in front of you doesn't look dignified. ]

[kp: Shiraishi Haruto reconnaissance 601D100=46 success]

The old man was wearing heavy traditional clothes, and he was also smoked with strong and pungent incense. However, even if he covered it up so much, Shiraishi Haruto, who was close enough, could still smell a fishy smell that couldn't be concealed.

[kp: Shiraishi Haruto inspiration 451D100=33 success]

A smell of expired, rotting fish rushed straight to the door.

[Haruto Shiraishi: I have been here for a long time, I must not be poisoned. ]

[kp: If you want, I can give you a physique every 10 minutes, and you will vomit all over the place if you fail. ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: No way!I do not want! ]

Different from Baishi Qingren, the old man sat on a large and comfortable boss chair, which was many times more noble than his small wooden chair. He said condescendingly: "You are the person involved in this super-level curse event, Baishi Qingren, curse The effect of the spell is to temporarily hide in the eyes of the curse spirit, hmph, it is really a spell that cannot be put on the table."

Is there any point in repeating this kind of information that everyone knows?

The long-haired man complained in his heart, with a mask of respect on his face: "Yes, if there is anything I can help, please don't hesitate."

"It's quite sensible. If the young people respect the old people like you recently, the old people can feel at ease," the old man looked very satisfied with Shiraishi Haruto's attitude, and said condescendingly, "I heard from Qihai that you have been living in the past. Living the life of a non-magician, the spells are not powerful and the spells are very weak, and the spells are sometimes effective..."

Bai Shiqing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Indeed."

"Since you're so pitiful, I won't make things difficult for you, just tell me everything you know about that special curse spirit."

Although I don't know what he is pitying, Shiraishi Haruto is now very grateful to Nanami Jianren who helped him hide it!

"Thank you for your understanding. I must know everything."

[Baishi Qingren: After speaking, be sure to get rid of the relationship between me and the curse spirit!This is the end of Shiraishi's Bizarre Adventure, I'm going back to play the love dungeon! ]

[kp: Haruto Shiraishi's speech skill 801D100=33 difficult success]

Shiraishi Haruto made up a story about an unlucky passerby who accidentally passed by on his way home but was entangled by a cursed spirit.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The old man gave him a deep look: "Playing this kind of cleverness in front of the old man, do you think the old man is only older than you?!"

The old man patted the table heavily, and a blurred handprint was printed on the small square table.

"There is no monitoring here, and there is no third person to save you. Only when the old man goes out will someone come and release you. Otherwise, if you are executed here like this, no one dares to question the old man. Now, you are willing to fight for your own life. Are you telling the truth, young man?"

The old man's cloudy eyes were cloudy and opaque.

[kp: Baishi Qingren Psychology 101D100=? ? ]

If you don't tell the truth, you will die.

But according to Jianren Qihai's suggestion, if he told the truth that he had a close relationship with the curse spirit, he would die.

The only way out is——

[kp: Enchanted?Psychology will give you 10 points back~]

Shiraishi Qingren looked at the face in front of him who challenged his aesthetic limits, and crazily refused in his heart.

[Haruto Shiraishi: If you are an npc, you will honestly only be a character design, please don't do it yourself! ]

[kp: ... Ah, exposed. ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: You are a ghost!This kind of stuff that challenges the limits of human aesthetics, who else can do it except you! ]

[kp: I wouldn't say that...]

[kp: Shiraishi Haruto charms 901D100=10 is extremely difficult to succeed]

[kp: Wow...you are really hardworking. ]

10 pm.

Bai Shidun returned to the second floor of the bar.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his old father slumped on the sofa like a salted fish, exuding an unlovable aura, his long seaweed-like hair was hanging wet in mid-air, and water droplets fell from the hair tip and wet the carpet one slice.

"You're back, Dun." Shiraishi Qingren sank into the comfortable sofa, struggling to wave his hand.

Bai Shidun walked over enthusiastically: "Dad, how are you doing today? Are you happy? I saw you playing the magic spell when I was having dinner outside, and you smiled brightly~"

Haruto Shiraishi: This guy!Actually watched! ! !

Shiraishi Qingren stood up with a forced smile: "Well, that curse spirit is very difficult to deal with. If Nanami's uncle and Goumaki-kun hadn't come to help, I might have been cursed and killed on the spot."

[Baishi Qingren: Apology, son of a bitch!Apologize to Dad for your unfilial behavior! ]

Bai Shidun blinked his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course, if you don't have Goujuan and Qihai, you won't be able to see your father, especially Goujuan-kun. Qihai said that his speech spirit has been backfired and he needs to go back to the high school for treatment. After this commission is over, he must go Thank you at the door."

[Haruto Shiraishi: You almost lost your old father, you know you are not a filial son! ]

"Okay," Bai Shidun said obediently: "Actually, I told him what Ji said, but I didn't expect that the curse spirit that Dad faced was such a dangerous guy..."

[Shiraishi Haruto: Ah, this...sudden guilt...]

Immediately afterwards, Bai Shidun's voice changed: "Jill's speech spirit will be very difficult to deal with super-level curse spirits, and the backlash will be a heavy burden on his body."

Bai Shiqing was puzzled: "So?" Do you want to prepare more condolences?

Bai Shidun held his father's hand seriously: "If you meet the curse spirit again, the Ji who went to help is seriously injured by the backlash of the words..."

"Papa can throw the useless thorns to attract fire and escape by himself."

"After all, father is much more important than others." Bai Shidun solemnly declared.

Haruto Shiraishi: "..."

My son has billions of bits of scum.

"By the way, Dad, what is the origin of that red curse spirit that troubled you?" Bai Shidun asked curiously.

Shiraishi Qingren said: "Yes, the curse born from the negative emotions of those I rejected..."

"Who are they?" Bai Shidun asked.

"It was when I went to collect information..." Bai Shiqing stopped in the middle of her words, looked at Bai Shidun who was listening carefully, and said in a difficult tone, "Dun, that red curse spirit has been eliminated, and those people have also been killed. It won't cause me any trouble, so..." Let them live, please?

Bai Shidun nodded obediently: "Since Dad said so, then fine."

[Haruto Shiraishi: You do have plans to kill the grass, right!Answer me, baby! ]

[Shiraishi: I have a hundred ways to blacken captivity here, do you want to try it, Dad? ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: ... Seriously? ]

[Shiraishi: Whether you take it seriously or not is up to you, my beautiful adoptive father. ]

[kp: Hey, it sounds interesting, why don't you try it?Haruto's appearance is 90 and can produce good-looking CG, the bar has an attic and a basement, and the car is still parked outside...]

[Haruto Shiraishi: What the hell scene did you provide!This can't be played! 18R! ]

[kp: It doesn't matter whether it is broadcast or not, the main reason is that I want good-looking CG. ]

[Atsushi Shiraishi ::)]

[Haruto Shiraishi: ...]

[Haruto Shiraishi: Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I was too arrogant, I apologize, please forgive me, I promise there will be no next time...]

[Shiraishi: I forgive you, Dad. ]

[kp: Oh, what a pity my CG. ]

Haruto Shiraishi exchanged today's information with Atsushi Shiraishi.

Bai Shidun was told with a dazed expression that his careless adoptive father had seduced a blue-haired curse spirit in a moment of impatience. The curse spirit's name was Zhenren, and there were sutures on his face - he was very good-looking.

Blue hair, curse spirits, real people, sutures!

Atsushi Shiraishi: The world is really small.

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The author has something to say:

KP also knows his level of pinching people, thinking that Shiraishi Qingren will not be charming, but he did not expect him to be so hard-working (sigh).

On the bright side, there is already a traitor among the rotten oranges, and it is almost time to reveal the position of the upper echelon.

Although readers who are familiar with Cthulhu have almost guessed it. . .

I write decrypted really good dishes! ! !

PS: Everyone in the comment area is so intent on killing the real person that they are trembling.

PPS: I'm still half a real chef, so real people won't make lunch for the time being... put the lid on the pot and run away.