How to Raid a Superpower

The area of ​​the dressing room is about [-] square meters. The things the owner puts make the expressions of the two visitors look like? It's hard to describe.Except for a small amount of daily clothing that occupies one-third of one wall, the clothes and accessories placed in the remaining space should not appear in a normal young male's wardrobe at all.

All kinds of first-line cosmetics, there are four kinds of powder foundation, liquid foundation, air cushion, and powder cream, each of which contains more than a dozen brands; lipsticks and lip glazes are densely arranged, and several crystal storage boxes are filled; There are dozens of fake wigs, including more common colors and styles; about ten court-style long dresses, with extremely fine workmanship, and the inlaid gemstones are all precious products; there are also a bunch of high-heeled shoes and vintage handbags.

If he hadn't seen a female simulation model in the closet, Ou Huang would have thought that Ninzu Yosuke was a master of women's clothing.The role of the model is not only to allow the painter to do research, but also to be a part-time model.

The wall next to it is full of men's products, and the size of the clothes just corresponds to the golden ratio of the male model.Accessories include watches, cufflinks, and brooches.

None of them are suitable for daily use. This is Ou Huang's first impression of these costumes. There are even knight armors in men's clothes.A small amount of more everyday clothes belong to Ninzu Yosuke's dress range.

A dozen or so white shirts that are hard to tell the difference from, and slacks in muted tones.

Sweeping his gaze across the row of hangers, Ou Huang has pieced together a rough image of a young painter in his mind.

Rational thinking over emotion?

quirks, more than three;

There is a romantic factor in his personality, but only he knows it, and it is difficult for outsiders to find out, because he is trying to please himself.For others, those romantic actions he made may not be considered romantic at all;

More introverted, maybe? Use the word withdrawn to describe it.People other than family members don't care at all;

The only thing I am passionate about is painting;

Full of contradictions, in a controllable stage.

The figure of Ninzu Yosuke gradually changed from blurred to clear, and Ou Huang finally added one point: very selfish.

"Have you thought of anything?" In order to prevent his boss from continuing to be in a daze at work, Saiki Kusuo suddenly said. "You've been looking at this ring for more than 5 minutes."

The moment of divergent thinking? Converging, Ou Huang moved his gaze to the object in Saiki Kusuo's mouth.He had been in a state of empty eyes just now, the ring or something? Didn't pay attention.A ring engraved with a circle of Sanskrit is lying quietly on the black sponge cushion, surrounded by other similar models.

"No, there are still too few clues."

"May I try divination with the mind?"

Regarding Saiki Kusuo's proposal, Ou Huang subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bedroom. "Read the remaining thoughts of the model, and then share the picture you see with me, and I will close the protective barrier."

"Okay." Saiki Kusuo nodded in response, and then walked out.

After about 5 minutes, the memory information was received, and most of it was the process of making the model.Under the effect of telepathy, clear pictures appeared in Ou Huang's mind. The protagonist is Ninzu Yosuke.

The young man's appearance is not inferior to his brother's at all, but his temperament is a bit gloomy.What the model can read are almost all the contents of his paintings when he is alone.Just as Ou Huang guessed, he would dress his two models in all kinds of clothes, supplemented with accessories, and the women would also put on makeup.

Obviously, Yosuke Ninzu doesn't like to meet strangers, so? He used realistic models instead of real models.

The playback of the screen was coming to an end, and after it was completely over, Ou Huang re-opened the protective barrier on his body.He has already learned a lot about Yosuke Ninzu, and verified his previous thoughts one by one. The character of Yosuke Ninzu is almost the same as he expected. Next, he needs to find more crucial clues.

After Saiki Kusuo returned to the dressing room, he found that Ou Huang was putting the jewelry box in his arms on the shelf.Next to it are other boxes of a similar style, just in a different style.

"what is this."

"I don't know, I found it from Ninzu Yosuke's bedside table." Ou Huang hooked his hand at Saiki Kusuo, "Read it?"

Half a minute passed, and Saiki Kusuo, who showed no extra expression, frowned slightly.

"Nothing." After saying that, Saiki Kusuo put his palm on it again? After confirming, he felt slightly uncomfortable. "It's so strange. This is the first time I have encountered this kind of situation. There is no object in the world without residual thoughts. Even if it is a small stone exposed in the wilderness, I can read it from it. The wind and the sun, the rain and the snow and the frost.”

Ou Huang lifted his spirits a little, he took the box back, and forgot to open it before.The jewelry box itself is not locked, so it is easy to see the contents inside.

No surprises at all, it was empty.

"Ninzu Yosuke met someone who extended his life. If this assumption is true, then the box should have been tampered with. The original contents must be very important? Perhaps, some kind of media also said Not sure, otherwise your ability won’t fail.”

"Boundary?" Saiki Kusuo asked.

Ou Huang: "I don't know, it may be a protection formed by pure strength."

"What to do next, I checked the bathroom inside, and there is nothing." Saiki Kusuo said.

"Go to Sosuke Ninzu." Ou Huang walked towards the bedroom and took the box with him.

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"I haven't seen it before." After seeing the jewelry box that Ou Huang gave him, Ninzu Sosuke said so.

"Are you sure?" It's not that Ou Huang doesn't believe in Sosuke Ninzu, but Yosuke Ninzu has a lot of jewelry boxes, three of which are made of the same material and have similar styles.Maybe the other party has seen it, but just misremembered it.

"You think again."

"I'm sure." Ninzu Yosuke said as he put the washed palette back into the closet, his expression showing the trance when he was flipping through his memories.

"Some of my brother's things are purchased by my mother, and the other part is a gift from my family. For example, the knight armor was a birthday present I gave to my brother three years ago. Every time I draw a new work, It takes a lot of time to prepare, during which my brother will occasionally ask us for help, if we are free. So, I know exactly what is in his locker room. Plus the 'equipment' is More expensive? My brother has made a list of items and updated it regularly."

Hearing about the equipment, Ou Huang narrowed his eyes slightly. "You play games."

Shinobu Sosuke nodded with a smile. "Of course, there are very few people who don't play games now."

"Your brother doesn't play." Ou Huang said in a firm tone.

Shinobu Sosuke replied without thinking. "Because of his enthusiasm? He devoted himself to painting."

Ou Huang agrees with this very much. What he has seen and understood so far is Yosuke Ninzuzu, a genius who is obsessed with painting.

"I would like to ask, in addition to the necessary daily travel, will Ninzu Yosuke go to other places? It is best to have a higher frequency."

"Yes." Shinobu Sosuke looked up at Ou Huang and Saiki Kusuo who were standing at the door of the studio. Behind him was the easel that had been re-covered with white cloth.

Ou Huang's eyes were dazzled for a moment, he seemed to regard these easels as graves.Realizing that this was a bad omen, he immediately focused his attention on Ninzu Sosuke again.

Checkmate.

...The Lingtai is wrapped in a gray-black mist that represents death, and faintly glows red.

how can that be possible?The young man looked fine yesterday.Ou Huang checked again, but there was no difference.He doesn't have much talent in astrology, but he still knows the basics.Following Yosuke Ninja's death, his soul was detained, and his younger brother Sosuke Ninzu will also encounter accidents?

There must be something he has overlooked, the abnormal lifespan of Sosuke Ninzuzu is caused by external force.

"Mr. Ou Huang? Are you listening to me?" Unaware that a life-and-death mutation had occurred in him, he noticed that Ou Huang was distracted during the conversation between the two, and asked with restraint.The studio was almost packed, and he was going to re-lock the door.

"Mr. Ou Huang."

It wasn't until Ninzu Sosuke approached that Ou Huang raised his head with a serious face. "Ah, please."

"Nursing home." Shinozu Sosuke turned back to look at the rows of easels, his eyes lingering on some of them, as if in this way all the good memories of the past could be left behind.However, there is a very appropriate idiom to describe this kind of practice-drinking poison to quench thirst.

The more reluctant these are, the more painful it will be when awake.Two extreme emotions wander freely in the body, one comes from the drowning past, and the other comes from the despairing present.

He couldn't let go.

'Cang Jie, don't be picky eaters.Carrots are delicious, as is cauliflower. '

'Cangsuke, the weather forecast says it will rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out. '

'Cangsuke, be a model for me, I want to try drawing a real person.My brother is so handsome, I will definitely be able to draw well. '

"Cang Jie, when the villa was being renovated, I also prepared a room for you. It was decorated according to your preferences. You can stay overnight anytime in the future. '

'Cangsuke, welcome back, how have you been recently? '

This is not a long 15 years, the figure of his brother has always been by his side.Now that this person passed away suddenly, he couldn't figure it out.As soon as his brother's face appeared in his mind, Ninazu Sosuke found it difficult to control his emotions.He wants to? Cry unscrupulously, only in this way can the knot in his chest be relieved.

It's just relief.

"What nursing home?" Ou Huang didn't understand the situation for a while, and asked a question that he regretted a few seconds later.

Renzu Cangsuke looked at Ou Huang dumbfounded, maybe he should feel lucky, he was almost overwhelmed by the heavy sadness.

"Didn't you just want to know where my brother often goes except for necessary trips? Nursing home, a nursing home under the name of Ninzu's family. My brother will do volunteer work every weekend. He has a special small classroom for painting classes. Occasionally I also paint portraits of the elderly, and some of them are models for my elder brother for a fee.”