Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

Chapter 229: The Art of Swimming (4/5)

Military Hospital, twelfth floor.

Elevator entrance.

The restrained Chiaki Hirakawa held a fruit basket and stood timidly outside the glass door of the ward area.

A strong man in black and sunglasses stretched out his left hand to block her way, and his right hand touched the waist of the back.

Between the eyes, full of business indifference.

To say afraid?

An ordinary person who can only do mechanical work (shooting), of course not.

but–

From the beginning, a few hidden magic powers have been warning myself.

Don’t act rashly.

“It’s proven.

The girl who had already prepared put down the fruit basket and turned over the certificate hanging inside the jacket on her chest.

Deep in the hallway.

A female commissioner came quickly, took out a scanner and slid over the barcode on it.

After repeatedly confirming Qianqiu’s identity, he turned his head and nodded lightly to his companion.

“No problem. “Nine forty zero”

With her affirmation, the sense of prying in the dark faded.

“Please go through the procedure again.

The male commissioner picked up the fruit basket on the ground and opened the transparent plastic film to start the inspection.

Pinghe Chiaki also consciously stood against the wall and began to be searched.

The metal detector scans the whole body, from cuffs to trousers, leaving no gaps.

Seeing the strong man beside him also motioning to take off his shoes and socks, Pinghe Qianqiu looked embarrassed and felt offended.

Besides being weird.

She also glanced imperceptibly at the other male commissioner who was guarding the door.

The opponent’s one hand was hidden in the windbreaker, obviously holding a gun at him.

This level of vigilance is simply unbelievable.

Is there an important person from the upper class coming?

for example–

Some frail old man?

This idea appeared in the girl’s mind for the first time.

although

In the hospital of the military, there are often some important personnel staying there.

for example–

Some seniors with high weights will need to go through some fixed procedures.

but

But there has never been a time like today that every step of the process is tightly closed without a single leak.

This made the little girl feel that she was not here to visit a doctor, but to see the head of state.

certain

Morisaki, who was seriously injured…Isn’t that kind of pompous?

Qianqiu shrank his neck weakly.

Forehead…

He just happened to be caught by senior sister, and Morisaki came here by chance when it was a day when he could visit.

Absolutely no problem?

Ladies and gentlemen.

“have a bite.

The female commissioner held an apple in the fruit basket with a trademark label and handed it to Qianqiu.

“It’s for the sick.

Qianqiu took the apple and glanced at the other party, and explained in a low voice.

“have a bite.”

The female commissioner re-emphasized her words with a nonchalant tone.

See the girl’s refusal.

The two “big black men” behind her both took a step forward, showing bad expressions on their faces.

“have a bite.

The urging words sounded for the third time.

more icy.

Qianqiu nodded and decided to follow his heart.

I took a piece of toilet paper from the room service cart next to me, wiped the apple, and took a bite.

Click.

The flesh is full of sweat, and after a few breaths in the mouth, it is swallowed into the stomach.

“Open your mouth, lift your tongue.”

The female commissioner said that Pinghe Chiaki followed suit.

The girl’s eyes flickered.

she

Had this hunch:

If it weren’t for the fact that she was a delicate girl, the consequences of not doing what she did the second time just now would have been absolutely terrifying.

exist,

After checking that the girl in front of her had indeed eaten the apple, the female commissioner took out her mobile phone.

“In the last step, who are you visiting?”

“Morizaki Hayao.”

Pinghe Qianqiu rubbed his bangs lightly and lightly reported someone’s name.

“what?”

The three serious commissioners were startled.

who is this?

No one expected that the girl would actually report a name that was not on their follow list?

(Note: A certain Morisaki was brought in by a family relationship…)

but

despite this–

The process to go is still completed step by step.

The female commissioner immediately called the person in charge of the hospital and began to ask if there was such a visit today, and if she knew the person who visited the patient?

After a few phone calls, the whole process was completed.

“Please come in.”

The female commissioner opened the door to the hospital area for Pinghe Chiaki.

but,

Before she entered the door, she inexplicably instructed one more sentence: “Keep quiet after entering the door, and don’t walk around.”

“Ala.”

Qianqiu’s movement of picking up the fruit basket was obviously stagnant for a moment, and she became more and more aware of——

How honorable is this person who made a private visit in a micro-service today.

Don’t miss out.

she.

More and more curious, who is this guest?

time:

5:07pm.

Place:

Tokyo, the members of the Nine School Wars stayed at the hotel.

The monotonous room, gray walls, metal silver table tops, the decoration style is as simple as ever, and it has not changed because of changing the room.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

The floor-to-ceiling windows, which were spotlessly polished, reflected the boy who sat blankly and played with the ends of his hair with his fingers.

With the “click” of the metal lighter, Gojo Satoru lit the last cigarette in the cigarette case.

huh~

He took a deep breath and exhaled white smoke.

He lightly pressed the cigarette between his fingers on the corner of the table, and the blue smoke rose brightly from between his fingers.

This long-lost sense of comfort made him intoxicated.

because

To perform the lurking task about the students, he has rarely touched cigarettes.

Just because—”smoking, this behavior, does not meet the standards of students.

Call!

Gojo Satoru cursed inwardly.

really

The smoke that comes along is fragrant!

He glanced at the clock and saw that it was getting late, and the street lights on the street should be turned off in an hour and a half.

Although I don’t know what the madness of the old man Kushima Retsu is doing?

but–

He wasn’t in a hurry at all.

you can count on.

Is an old man in his nineties who goes to a private clinic for regular recuperation every week to be intimidating again?

There is no such possibility.. Do you think it is under one person in 3.2?

Youth, blood and old age?

Not realistic.

Even if you want to help the younger generation to clean up the backhand of the headless dragon buried in the neon before he completely takes a back seat.

That

It’s up to us too~

For a few nights, even with a few prisoners on hand, it was impossible for him to ask for any meaningful information.

No matter how outrageous the group of sabis in Chinatown are, they will not be caught in one pot..

Relatives, all the fried dough sticks are old, sprinkled with water.

Play well.

it

Isn’t it fragrant?

Do not

PS:

Senior year, busy with graduation in the past few months, the update really broke down.

Sorry!

If there are any typos or sentences that are not smooth, remember to point it out in the comment area!

I will correct it as soon as possible.

thanks!