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Chapter 10 It's All My Brother's Blame

The Q-version assistant was wearing a tall chef's hat and a set of white kitchen work clothes. Just like last time, there was a stain on his cheek - this time it looked like flour.

What she was holding in her arms was a bone-shaped dog biscuit.

When they looked at each other, Shiraishi immediately became alert. Considering the criminal record of the guy on the screen, he immediately made preparations to pick up the object, just in case something accidentally rolled under the wall and he would have to climb the wall again.

However, he had already set his posture, and the Q-version assistant slowly turned around, with her back facing Shiraishi. Then she let go, and the bone biscuit fell straight from the back of the light screen, drawing a parabola in the middle of the half-opened eye.

Dog mouth.

Du Bin choked, shook his head and kept coughing.

The Q-version assistant turned around, hiding his merit and fame, raised his hand to wipe the flour off his face with his sleeve, and bowed slightly to Shiraishi.

Pia chirped, and her top hat fell to the ground.

She stared at the ground for two seconds, then reached out to pick up the hat as if nothing had happened, hugged it and walked back behind the screen frame.

Bai Shi watched her disappear, and the corners of his eyes twitched twice. It was just an AI, but there were so many dramas!

He put away the light screen in a subtle mood, and when he lowered his head, he found that Dobbin, who had been grinning just now, changed his behavior and was actually blinking a pair of starry eyes and wagging his tail happily at him.

It's pretty immediate.

Shiraishi jumped down from the wall, landed next to the mop pole with precision, and picked up the weapon first.

He looked at Doberman. Doberman still looked like an obedient dog, and did not bite him because the distance between the dog and the man disappeared. It shook its ears, ran a few steps in a certain direction, stopped and looked back.

Run a few more steps toward Baishi.

The meaning is obvious, this is to lead him the way.

Shiraishi quickly followed.

Crossing a school building, squeezing through the gap between the cafeteria and the courtyard wall, an inconspicuous warehouse soon appeared in front of Shiraishi.

Why do cases always happen in warehouses... Shiraishi cursed in boredom, walking lightly and approaching the window that was covered with a thick layer of gray.

Doberman said nothing and followed him step by step with his tail between his legs, as quiet as a fake dog.

Shiraishi wiped a small piece of dust off the window, but before he could take a peek, he suddenly heard a muffled bang inside, like a stick hitting someone.

Immediately afterwards, a little girl cried out in surprise: "Conan!"

Sure enough, he was there... Shiraishi moved closer to the gap he had just wiped out.

Through the old glass windows, you can see some waste equipment thrown away in the warehouse.

In the open space between the equipment, there were three people, one big and two small.

In addition to the disgraced Conan, the other child was a little girl tied with a rope, who looked to be only six or seven years old.

The naughty kids who love to commit suicide x2 are all here.

The only adult in the room was standing in front of Conan, holding a baseball bat in his hand and an angry and twisted smile on his face.

If you look closely, you can see that his clothes are messy and there are bite marks on his trouser legs. He may have suffered some losses due to Conan and the dog.

Conan was hit in the abdomen. The young detective had just turned into a child and had not yet adapted to his weak body. He wilted after being hit and sat on the ground clutching his stomach.

The man walked closer, swung the bat in the air, kicked him with his feet, and chuckled:

"You little brat who loves to be a hero, do you have any other tricks? Use them again and show your uncle."

He didn't appear to be carrying a gun.

And judging from the posture of swinging the stick, he doesn't look like a practicing martial artist, at most he is an entry-level hooligan.

When he saw the gangster holding the bat high and preparing to hit Conan's Tenling Gai with another combo, Shiraishi opened the window, pressed against the window frame and jumped into the house.

The warehouse was not big, so Shiraishi approached them in two steps. He pulled out the mop rod with a brush and showed no expression, but he looked murderous.

Suddenly a person jumped in the window, and the gangster who was about to punch the child was startled. He turned the bat in a panic and hit Shiraishi hard instead.

Shiraishi's hand suddenly shook.

At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to throw away the mop pole and pick up the bat with his bare hands. He immediately realized that this was a passive trigger of the skill of empty-handed combat.

The first thought that came to Shiraishi's mind was: Can a baseball bat also be considered a "blade"?

The second idea was something he had already thought about:

It is not difficult to enter a white blade with bare hands, but after entering, will a layer of flesh be peeled off the palm? Will the wrist be broken by the shock? Is the skill 100% triggered or 100% effective? How long does it last?...These, skills

The description didn't mention it.

To be precise, there is no explanation for this skill at all. It is the kind of thing where you can "guess the usage by reading the name".

In short, Shiraishi is not prepared to put it into actual combat without actual testing.

A series of thoughts flashed through, and after a few tenths of a second, Shiraishi resisted the urge to raise his hand, faced the slender bat with wind, and raised his alloy mop rod diagonally.

There was a loud bang.

After all, the bat is stronger than the mop pole. After all, it is used to hit things. The brand new alloy mop pole was instantly bent into a dangerous arc, and the remaining force made Shiraishi's mouth numb.

But the opponent was not much better. The gangster was now shocked and panicked. He kidnapped the girl and hid here, but he didn't expect that people came one after another. Conan and the dog were easy to deal with, but the appearance of Shiraishi completely disrupted

He planned to kill people and silence them after getting the money.

While the man pressed down hard on the bat to suppress the young man who suddenly jumped out, he glanced guiltily at the window, worried that there would be other reinforcements.

He was facing Baishi at the moment, holding the stick with both hands raised high, his legs slightly spread apart for convenience, and his eyes looking elsewhere. This posture is terrible, tsk.

After hesitating for 0.1 seconds, Shiraishi ruthlessly raised his foot and kicked him waist-high in front of him.

In normal fights and fights, few people use this killing move indiscriminately. After all, it is too damaging. Once used, it will turn into a public enemy of male compatriots.

But now, opposite Shiraishi is a kidnapper who is keen on beating children. If he cannot be dealt with as soon as possible and he takes advantage of the situation and takes a hostage, Shiraishi will undoubtedly be very passive and even waste some props unnecessarily.

Of course you have to choose the props that can be regenerated and use precious props that are missing one by one.

thump--

When the murderer fell down silently and twitching with a blank face, the system prompted that the mission was completed.

A flag with the word "Come on" stretched out from the corner of the screen. Maybe he felt that it was embarrassing to lose his hat just now. The Q version assistant did not show his face, so the flag waved twice and then retracted.


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