"Ah Yeh!"

A hotel in Tokyo.

Calvados, who was searching for where there was a shooting range, rubbed his nose and found news all over the screen.

"It's that detective again..."

An organizational cadre who was in trouble, said a little irritated: Maybe it would attract Jiang Xia every time something happened? Now when he saw this high school student, he couldn't help frowning, and there were always some bad associations.

But because of this, this guy's news always makes people care a little - before reacting, Calvados had already moved his finger and tapped in.

After taking a few glances, he was surprised to find that this popular live broadcast actually had something to do with him.

"That fire was not an accident, but someone set fire?!"

The piece of love chocolate that was buried in the sea of ​​fire appeared in Calvados' mind, and his murderous intent was thriving in his eyes: "This bastard reporter..."

It was not a simple piece of chocolate, but related to his future happiness! But now, everything has disappeared in the fire...

I remembered that he happily bought kitchen utensils that night, but when he looked up, he saw the despair of the house on fire. Calvados narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had the urge to take a shortcut to the police station, and then shoot the bastard reporter and kill him for one life.

...But unfortunately, everyone stood up and Calvados remembered that he had no gun.

“…”

He sat back silently.

After a while, Calvados pulled the progress bar forward and returned to the scene where Takaichi Yanase was dragged away by the police in despair.

"Forget it, once you become famous, you will be ugly and notorious. For such a hypocritical hypocrite, this must be a more uncomfortable punishment than death."

After barely relying on the detective to let out a sigh of anger, Calvados snorted and became a little pleasing to Jiang Xia.

"But when I was in Osaka before, I thought that when I came to Tokyo, my bad luck would improve.

"But now I'm throwing away my last gun, being regarded as a suspect, and being affected by fire... Is it not Osaka, but this country?"

Thinking of this, Calvados couldn't help but miss the free time before returning to China. At that time, he was still a sniper with six or seven guns, who could be used in close combat and long-range. He could use whatever he wanted and use the bullets as he used.

But now...

Just as I was thinking, suddenly, my phone buzzed and a message came.

Calvados clicked openly and his eyes widened - this was actually a condolence text message sent by Belmode!

"Yes! I once told the goddess my address, and she must have seen the news and knew that the place where I live was burned."

While feeling a little embarrassed, a warm feeling surged in Calvados's heart: Although it is very good abroad, without that goddess, everything is meaningless?

The flash of "get out of here" that just now came out was immediately thrown aside.

"But if it weren't for the condolence email, it would be better if the goddess herself came to visit me."

Human nature is to be more and more greedy. Calvados looked at the surrounding environment, touched his chin and thought:

"Maybe she wanted to see me, but it was not convenient for her to come here? - After all, the organization has not given me a new safe house, so I am temporarily staying in a hotel. And that goddess is a film queen and will instinctively avoid such places that are easily rumored by witnesses..."

"I can't live here anymore. I have to ask the guys in the logistics department to find me a new place as soon as possible and send her the new address!"

Thinking of this, he jumped up from the bed and prepared to move to a house that was hidden enough that would not be captured by a reporter as soon as possible.

...

Jiang Xia stayed on the TV station for a while and helped the program team record a trailer for the edited version. After that, he looked around and found that there was no murderous aura, so he politely said goodbye and returned home.

The busy day passed quickly. After sorting out the recent gains, Jiang Xia looked through the cases related to the Snow Girl and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, he walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water. As soon as he took a sip, he almost vomited back: Why is it so cold?

The psychic, who was not used to drinking ice water early in the morning, stared at his cup and looked at him in confusion for two seconds.

After a moment, he noticed something and lifted the lid of the pot next to him.

When I looked in, I saw a snow-white ghost, quietly soaking in his kettle.

When Jiang Xia lowered her head, the snow girl also looked up, and the two sides suddenly looked at each other.

"..." Jiang Xia, "What are you doing?"

The snow girl stepped on a cold wind and floated from the pot with a reserved attitude. She raised her long sleeves and gestured, with a chilling and a hint of weird thoughtfulness: You seem to like drinking such drinks.

Jiang Xia: “…?”

He looked at the pot, the snow girl, and his cup. After thinking for a while, the psychic master with a good memory finally remembered: Not long ago, when he was drinking the snow-top coffee, the snow girl seemed to be sitting next to her and watching it seriously.

Jiang Xia: "..."

Although there is no snow top coffee, the special snow girl coffee makes people awake. He put down his cup and gave up his plan to go back to sleep: "Why did you suddenly think of making a drink for me? If you have anything to do, just say it."

Sure enough, this ghost did not change his career as a navy master for no reason.

When Xue Nu heard Jiang Xia’s question, she didn’t bother to the newspaper stand beside her and quickly floated to the corner of one of the newspapers.

Jiang Xia walked over, picked up the newspaper and glanced at it, and found that it was a quite alternative rental advertisement.

Ads published in newspapers are charged for words and pages, so the advertisement is made very small and the text is very concise:

[Apartment for rent. Haunted, cheap, come bold.

Phone:xxxxxxx]

The Q-version ghost elixir raised his small hand and slapped the word "haunted" - the snow girl looked at Jiang Xia expectantly, her eyes shining with a light called "Looking for Companions".

Jiang Xia looked at the advertisement and asked Noah to search for relevant information, then looked at the address where the haunted house was located: "But this house is in downtown Tokyo, there is not much snow in winter, and there are currently no rumors related to the snow girl."

The new ghost shook his head, as if he had been weathered and honestly lowered the standard: if you can't find another snow girl, you can find another monster first, rounding it up is considered the same, and maybe you can find some information from them.

“…”

Although I feel that the idea of ​​Snow Girl is not very reliable, the psychics themselves also like the haunted places.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia nodded with a embarrassed look on his face and reluctantly agreed to the snow girl's request.
Chapter completed!