Roaming Collector

(Adjusted the order of several plots, and made corresponding changes in the plot, and suddenly found that the new outline is much more interesting than the outline a few days ago.

In short, I came back to update again. I didn’t expect everyone’s daily recommendations to remain above 600 in the past few days. I’m sorry that I only wrote one chapter today.

Just in time for me to start working these two days, I feel powerless to write more, so try to write more as compensation when I have more time. )

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Leaving the building without doors and windows, he reached into his arms, took out the cigarette case, picked up a cigarette lightly with his thumb, and held it in his mouth.The index finger stretched out, and the flame suddenly appeared, jumping on the fingertips, and igniting the cigarette.

A set of movements is chic and natural, not at all contrived, just following the habits of an old smoker.

Taking a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly blowing out a smoke ring, "Steel" looked at the electronic map in his hand, feeling a little tangled and helpless.

The Steele in Academy City was of course not the real one who was still recuperating in England, but a long-haired bishop in disguise.

Although on weekdays he behaved somewhat lacking in common sense, and he also spoke the state dialect learned from Tsuchimikado Motoharu, and was evaluated as "stupid" by the real Steele, but when it really came to a critical moment, he personally Lola, who went to Academy City to "visit the class", finally showed the impeccable side of the Supreme Bishop.

Her fake Stiyl, even Aleister's inverted clone, couldn't see anything strange.

However, even if Aleister passed through this difficulty, there were even more difficult things waiting for her ahead.

On the electronic map, the two red dots representing Fantasy Killer and the sex catalog were gathered in one place, not only that, if she sensed correctly, the smell that made her gnash her teeth was also in that place.

The place shown on the map is a newly opened dessert shop, remembering that man once said that the ** catalog is his clerk... Well, Laura can confirm that her feeling is correct, that damned man Sure enough, he was with the ** directory and Fantasy Killer.

For her, this is really a big problem.

His camouflage is not just a superficial camouflage, but a camouflage involving the inner soul level. That's why she dared to go to the head with a big swagger, because she was confident that she would be able to hide it from a strong man of the same level.

She didn't know the details of Aleister, and she didn't think that headed onion would be a demon-level powerhouse.Even if the other party is really at the level of a demon god, at most the other party will only be at the same level as her, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be a level stronger than her.

However, that damned man in the dessert shop is at least one level stronger than her, at least!

Facing the guy who made her gnash her teeth, she had to admit that she didn't have the guts to talk...

If she is seen through the details and comes with another bundled service...she will really have no face to live...

While biting his half-smoked cigarette and looking at no one, "Steel" dodges, stepping on the flames and rushing to the roof of a residential building that is not too tall or too short.

Looking in the direction of the dessert shop from a distance, the corner of her mouth raised a smile unique to genuine Stiles.

For the time being, she didn't dare to touch the sex catalog and Fantasy Killer, but this didn't mean she would show her flaws because of this.

She knew that her every move could not escape the monitoring of the air loop line arranged by Aleister in Academy City, even if she had the ability to block the surveillance of the air loop line, she would not do so.

Because she is Steele now.

Similarly, because she is Steele now, she behaves a little awkwardly, deliberately delaying her appearance until Fantasy Killer is ordered, which is also normal.

Quietly wait for Fantasy Killer to get off work, use the spell of expulsion of idlers near the other party's only way, and then talk to the other party alone.This is Steele's style, and it will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

The only thing that confuses her is probably the cigarettes one after another. Pretending to be Stiles, cigarettes are a very necessary prop, which makes her very uncomfortable.

However, thinking of Kanzaki Kaori's terrific outfit that was evaluated as "the female saint of lust", she suddenly felt that Steele, who only smokes two cigarettes, is really pretty good... At least, compared to the exposed female saint , she is more willing to pretend to be Steele, after all, for her a real 8D powerhouse, smoking is as harmless as a normal person taking a puff of mist...

'It's better not to act rashly before retaking the ** directory.Without the ** catalog to contain that man's power, doing anything is meaningless. '

'If you want to get back the ** catalog without knowing it, you still need to borrow the hand of that green hat of Oreos Isad. '

'Unexpectedly, that green hat actually completed the chant of the Golden Diffraction Technique, and established a special field capable of shielding the surveillance of the lingering loop, as long as it is within the range of the Golden Diffraction Technique...huh! '

'Then again, did I remember something wrong? '

'ah!I remembered!It's not a green hat, it's green hair! '

……

Humming a ditty he made up himself, and walking into the backstage of the dessert shop, Mr. Kamijou was obviously in a good mood.

I participated in the fireworks display last night. Although I learned about the children who were sacrificed, the ending was good.

Today is the week, so he doesn't need to go to cram school, which means that he can enjoy the benefits of no bad luck for a whole day in the only "refuge" in the dessert shop, and in the evening, he will go with everyone to visit the waking up He is naturally in a good mood, boys.

That's right, just now, Bu Shu received a call, telling everyone that the children had woken up under the treatment of Mushan Chunsheng, and some accidents seemed to have happened during the period, but they were all taken care of by Bilibili and Yifang Accelerator. All in all a happy ending.

Speaking of Accelerator, Mr. Kamijou said helplessly that he still doesn't know the guy's real name until now.

What made him speechless the most was that when he asked the other party this question, the white hair was actually arrogant on the surface, but actually told him in embarrassment——

"I haven't used that name for such a long time, how can I remember it!"

"It's just a name, if you care about it, you lose."

"Well, I just remember a very common name, a two-letter surname, and a three-letter first name. Don't ask me any more..."

Mr. Kamijou was aggrieved—you have the strongest brain in Academy City, yet you can forget your own name?

Then, he maliciously slandered a name, and said it in front of Bai Mao.

Two-letter surname, three-letter first name, a very common and common name.

Lily of the bell family, a girl's name...

As a result, he was chasing after Bai Mao, shouting colloquially until smoke came out of his throat...

It was noon now, and he came to the empty backstage in a good mood. He changed shifts to enjoy his lunch break, and he came to solve lunch by the way.

For Mr. Kamijou, the dessert shop is no less than a paradise. If possible, he doesn't want to leave this place for a moment, and the lunch break is no exception.

After a simple lunch and packing up the tableware, he left the stage with a can of drink.After all, it's boring to stay alone in the background and rest.

only……

"puff!"

A sip of the drink was sprayed on the face of the visitor, and Mr. Kamijou looked at the 1.8-meter-three tall, gray-haired, blue-eyed, high cheekbones and high nose bridge, Caucasian uncle in a maid outfit. His body was stiff and the wind was messy.

After being in a mess for two seconds, he came back to his senses in astonishment. His whole body was shaking like a head of state who had stepped on a high-voltage wire!

'Mr. Store Manager, this is going against the sky! '

Kamijou-san is trembling!

'Catch the President of the United States as a shop assistant, and wear a maid outfit? ! '

Can't help trembling!

"Is there something wrong with Misaka? It scared you like this... Duh, Misaka is wiping her face while casting a condemning look at Mr. Hedgehog, who is unhygienic."

When these words were uttered from the mouth of the expressionless President, Mr. Kamijou immediately stopped shaking as if he had been immobilized.

The color has faded, and he is completely gray and white. He froze in place, with a bear-like face, standing proudly in the windless corridor, continuing to be messy...