Coincidentally, the Lord God, I Am Also a Newbie

The room similar to the tuning room of the Broadcasting Bureau is even more neatly filled with communicators that run through ancient and modern things.Not only PCs and wireless machines for processing, but even mobile phones have as many as [-] types.

In the room full of the smell of electronic machines, there is only a pot of foliage plants placed by the window, which makes the room a little bit girly.

Of course, there is another thing that looks wrong in comparison - that is a wooden door full of ancient styles and covered with Western decorations. Needless to say, it really looks like Joan of Arc's style.

'squeak! '

Xin pushed the door open and walked in. The lights were on in the room, although no one was seen.

However, the decoration of this room is unexpectedly exquisite-avocado wooden table, antique interior lamps similar to gas lamps.

The interior of the house is extremely elegantly decorated, like the office of the president of a first-class company or a politician.

The bookshelves are filled with French and Japanese history books.

This guy is quite fond of learning.

Thinking of this, Xin casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf, only to find that there was another column behind it.

There are so many shoujo manga hidden.

Light Comedy, Margaret, Beverly, Flowers and Dreams.Haha, I didn't expect this Joan of Arc to have such a girlish heart.

'Hee-cha-cha. '

At this time, Xin heard a strange voice. He raised his head and found that there was another room inside, which seemed to be where Joan of Arc was.

That's right, now is not the time to laugh at these things, let's quickly ask this descendant of a great man to answer for himself.

While thinking this way, Shin opened the door gently.Inside was a long, narrow room that seemed to be used as a large closet.

But what's going on here?

The room was filled with dresses in red, white, pink, baby blue, checks, stripes, hearts, and ribbons flying everywhere.

This seems to be the Lolita fashion that Riko forced Shin to memorize before. It's almost like a clothing store, and it's the wholesale one.

By the way, I remembered, when I was in Yiyou, the relationship between Joan of Arc and Riko was pretty good, could it be that Riko put it here?

But the size of these clothes seems to be larger than Riko's, and they should be worn by taller people.

With a strange expression, Xin pushed aside the ribbons and lace that stuck to his face, hands and feet while walking, and walked towards the Lolita jungle.

Sure enough.

In the innermost part of the long and narrow room, in front of the full-length mirror inlaid on the Rococo sculpture, Joan of Arc stood there, still standing like a model, smiling and looking at herself in the mirror.

Conspicuous over-the-knee stockings were worn on her tight beautiful legs, and she was posing non-stop with one hand on her waist.

For a while, he put one hand on his knee, and bent his upper body forward; for a while, he turned his head back to adjust the big silk ribbon behind his back subtly;

That...should I come back later...

"Hehe, I look pretty good in it too, hehe!"

Just when Xin was hesitating whether to withdraw first, Joan adjusted the hairpin with a satisfied face, and said in a slightly cheerful voice:

"Hehe, I don't know when I will be able to stand in front of everyone in this suit. Those guys in the intelligence department probably never thought I would have these clothes."

All right, you win, I'm not leaving.

Listening to Joan's voice, and the pile of clothes beside her, I'm afraid she won't be freed from the clothes before the appointment, so Xin is not polite...

"Cough!! Miss Joan, please excuse me."

Joan of Arc, the Witch of Silver Ice who heard the voice of the letter, froze suddenly.

Her eyes, which were originally sharpened instantly, straightened up after meeting Xin's eyes in the mirror, as if her heart had stopped beating, and she was even more stupid in place.

"Then what, I just saw your letter, I was a little curious, and the time was coming up, so I came here to ask."

Said the letter moving to the one-man fashion show venue through the fluttering forest of clothes.

On the other side, Joan, who was finally able to move, covered her face with two white hands.

"It's... it's over!"

Then, as if she was powerless, she limply lifted the hem of her skirt, and slumped on the ground like a heroine in a tragedy.

"What's over, tell me clearly, maybe I can help you."

"...Xin classmate, you saw something you shouldn't see, so I can't let you go back alive!"

Joan of Arc stood up with tears in her eyes, pulled out the magic sword from behind, and then Bexin swiped casually, the gravity exerted on the magic sword forced Joan to let go of the hilt, and then, the witch directly Sitting on the ground, almost graying.

"No one has ever seen this room before, it's just my secret garden, and even Riko doesn't know about it..."

With tears in her eyes, Joan said with trembling fingers. At the same time, after the magic sword, she took out a CZ100 pistol from her apron this time.

"Okay, okay. I get it. I will keep it a secret and never tell anyone. Please stop, I just came to ask a question, why did it become like this..."

"You promise? If you tell anyone, I'll turn you into frozen gratin."

"I promise. You can't turn into a gratin though."

Joan of Arc sighed melancholy to the letter saying so, put away her pistol and said:

"If you shoot here, there will be a lot of holes in the clothes."

"Am I not as important as these clothes? Tsk... You have led me astray. Let's get to the point."

In a room similar to an office, Shin sat on a black leather sofa, waiting for Joan.

Joan of Arc, who had changed into her uniform, was still pink and poured a cup of coffee for Xin with a stern face.

And in this room there is also a big mirror.It seems that Joan likes mirrors very much.

At this moment, Joan of Arc sat there with her knees together and her slender legs slightly tilted like a young lady, and suddenly said:

"Girls like me are not suitable for wearing that kind of clothes."

As if feeling ashamed from the bottom of her heart, Jeanne turned her eyes upwards to look at the letter.

"That kind of clothes would look good on a petite person like Riko, but I'm so tall, and I was raised as a boy since I was a child, so of course it's not suitable for me to wear those clothes. But the more I think about it, For some reason my yearning for those dresses grew stronger."

what...

How should I put it...beginning to understand her a little bit.

Xinba took a sip of his coffee.

People have this habit of showing strong yearning for things they don't have.

Xin also saw this in Al.

"Of course there were also factors influenced by Riko, so even though I knew it wasn't suitable for me, I thought I only needed one piece, so I tried to buy one back from Dongying Harajuku. Unexpectedly, since then, this kind of behavior has completely become a Haha! I am such a ridiculous woman, you can laugh if you want. Haha..."

After Joan finished speaking, this broken laughter began to overflow from the corner of her mouth.

It seems that before coaxing this young lady, she didn't have the time to answer the questions. Really... It would be nice if she didn't know Riko well...

Xin sighed helplessly in his heart and said: "

"No. There's nothing ridiculous about it. It's beautiful."

"Clothes? Beautiful...beautiful?"

I don't know if she was too surprised by what Xin said, but Joan widened her ice blue eyes in surprise.

"Huh? Ah, um, the clothes are beautiful, you can go to Riko, she can give you more advice."

"You're a strange fellow, with no taste at all."

Joan of Arc said so, turning her face to the wall, trying to control the expression on her face so as not to show her joy.

So... great!

It was as if he had chosen the correct answer in the Nobel game just now.

It seems that we can finally get to the point.

Chapter 488 Chapter 480 Four Unidentified People

"It's because of this kind of thing that you broke into my room directly? Mr. Xin, you are still as rude as ever."

After Xin repeated the question again, Joan lowered her head as if she had collapsed, she was about to say something, but she seemed to remember something, her expression changed so quickly that Xin was a little confused, but fortunately, she Explained a bit for the letter:

"It's nothing, I just understand your situation. Although Al was originally within the scope of the invitation, the Watson family has voluntarily withdrawn from this matter. Although it is difficult to understand, it makes sense. Why didn't Al you said."

"So what's the matter?"

"This...Let me keep it a secret for now."

Joan of Arc looked at Xin's face, not knowing what she was thinking, her face was full of confusion.

"I didn't deliberately conceal it, it's just...in this incident, there are... Lizi's enemies, I think you will kill them beforehand, this...is not in compliance, Mr. Xin, just trust me for once Well, before tonight's matter is over, please be tolerant, this is also for the future of you and Riko."

"...All right."

Although I really want to know, Xin has to be honest when it comes to Riko. To be honest, my two wives have tragic pasts, and now I am still tolerant of my greed and self-willedness, and I am dealing with their affairs. Shin can never be too careful.

After seeing the letter and nodding, Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up a backpack, held the magic sword, and said to the letter:

"In this case, I'll go to the place to prepare first, Mr. Xinxin, please be on time... You can be late, but please be sure not to be early."

"Don't worry, I won't make trouble if I say I won't make trouble. Besides, I'm confident that I can deal with everything."

"...Mr. Xin, are you really the first great man?"

"After the matter is over tonight, I will use Lizi's enemies to prove it to you."

After hearing what the letter said, Joan was silent for a while, then smiled at the letter, opened the window, and jumped out.

There is nothing to worry about, as a member of Yiyou, it would be a real embarrassment if he was thrown to his death.

Therefore, Xin continued to sit on the sofa, drinking the coffee made by Joan of Arc, and when he finished drinking, it was almost time.

Considering that Joan of Arc didn't let him go early, the letter didn't teleport, but just flew there slowly, and then saw that the designated place was pitch black and filled with thick fog.

On the left and right of the blurred field of vision, windmill columns are neatly arranged on the east and west.