The heroine is full of insanity

After Tobuma came home, he shut himself in the room and ignored people, and didn't know what he was doing.

Hashirama was a little worried, so he went through the window and took a look. When he came out, he was so weak that he started to walk in horoscopes, and told Yuanchun that he saw paper all over the floor with messy symbols drawn on it.

"Tobima is doing research again, forget it, leave him alone," Hashirama pressed his temples, feeling dizzy, he showed an expression of awe, "I want to go back and rest..."

Yuanchun watched Hashirama leave, full of confusion, she stood on tiptoe, struggled to grab the window sill, and poked her head into the room.

In the next second, his eyes went dark, and a hand reached out, gently pressing Yuanchun's face.

"What are you doing?" There was a little helplessness hidden in Feijian's voice.

Yuanchun: "I'm just curious about how the elder brother Hashirama was hit."

"When the mushrooms he planted died, that's what he did too." Tokima sneered, grabbed Yuanchun by the collar, and lifted her up, "Leave the door open and walk away from the window."

Yuanchun used the force between the doors to climb over the window sill and landed lightly. She patted the dust on the skirt, "You still have the nerve to say me."

On the whole, the room in Tokaima is not chaotic, and things are placed in their proper places in an orderly manner.

But paper piled up here and there spoiled the sense of tidiness.

Yuanchun casually picked up a piece of paper crooked at the corner of the window sill, and found a simple-style picture drawn on it, which was a little girl with braids riding a bicycle.

Yuanchun blinked, "Huh?"

The paper was quickly pulled out from the door, and it was in a ball, wanting to throw it into the trash can, but I couldn't see it after looking around, so I had to put it in my pocket.

"What's that?" Yuan Chun asked.

Toikama's answer was serious: "Design drawing."

"The design drawing of the bicycle?" Yuanchun raised his eyebrows, "You are really studying this."

Fei Jian cleared his throat and said reservedly: "Actually, I have already made a model."

There is a small bicycle in the center of the desk. Although there are some flaws, the overall structure is correct.Yuanchun raised his finger and poked the pedal lightly, the small rear wheel was driven and squeaked and spun.

"That's right," Yuan Chun's eyes widened slightly, and she exclaimed, "How long has it been?"

Tobima has only seen her paintings, and can reproduce the correct model. The imagination and hands-on ability can be said to be very outstanding.

"It's just a model." The first half of Fei Jian's sentence was very modest, and the second half of the sentence changed sharply, "You can praise it when you make the real thing."

Yuanchun: "..."

If you say you are fat, you will be out of breath.

She patted Feijian on the shoulder, "It's really done, I'll teach you how to play."

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Before going to bed at night, Yuanchun found that the system panel suddenly flashed a golden light bilingbilingly.

This scene seems familiar.

"It seems that there is a mission." Yuan Chun muttered softly.

She poked the icon, and the mission scroll popped out.

[Daily task:?Class·Turning Point of Destiny]

[Mission description: Witness history. 】

【mission rewards:? ? ? 】

Yuanchun hasn’t done daily tasks for a long time. One is that he is too busy to promote the main line and fight the leading war; She is so powerful that she hardly needs to use cards to arm herself.

Of course, Yuanchun would still be willing to do the task if he could get a card of the "Platinum Star" level.

【Do not you sleep? ] Seeing Yuanchun's eyes straightened, Jiu Lama stared at the ceiling intently, thinking that something was wrong.

[Scrolled up an interesting task,] Yuan Chun pinched his chin thoughtfully, [Probably because it has something to do with an old friend, I'll do it. 】

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R was packing his luggage when he suddenly heard a loud "bang" from behind. He was extremely calm, rolled on the spot, and hid behind the sofa. Point your mouth at the intruder lying on the bed.

Yuanchun sat up calmly, smoothed the crumpled skirt, raised her hand, and greeted like a lucky cat, "Long time no see, you are still so enthusiastic."

R retracted his hand/gun, "You are getting more and more presumptuous."

Yuanchun jumped out of the bed, walked towards the sofa with ease, and slumped in like a salted fish, "Don't be so serious, no matter what, we are old acquaintances."

R raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm only serious about my old friend."

Yuanchun: "..." What an old hooligan.

I don't know if it's because both the body and the vest are teenagers, but for this daily mission, Yuanchun appeared in the form of a child.Considering R's suspicious and cautious character, Yuanchun didn't bother to explain. The moment she hit the ground, she performed the transformation technique and transformed herself back to her 17-year-old appearance.

The transformation technique was very successful, and R didn't find anything abnormal.

"Tell me," Yuan Chun stretched, "What wish do you have for calling me this time?"

R continued to pack his luggage, turned his back to Yuanchun, and said very shamelessly: "I didn't call you."

"Then why did I come here?" Yuan Chun was full of doubts.

R: "I have to ask you, how would I know?"

Yuanchun moved forward, leaned on the armrest of the sofa and probed, "Are you going on a long trip?"

"I took a mission and went out for a while," R said, "If you come back later, it's best not to mess up my house."

For R, there is no rule for the timing of Yuanchun's appearance, it seems that she can come whenever she wants.

"You don't have to worry about that," Yuanchun said with a smile, "it's not this house that summoned me, but you. Have you forgotten? The scene where we first met."

R paused slightly.

Yuanchun didn't mention it, he really didn't remember it.

And not just this time, but also before.Every time Yuanchun disappeared abruptly, the memories about her in R's mind would inexplicably fade over time, losing many details. It seemed that some invisible force erased her sense of existence, making him I can't even arouse the interest in investigating her origin, and I don't bother to think about her identity and ability.

This state will continue until the next time the two meet, and the cycle will continue.

Is it her ability? R thought silently.

Seeing that R was silent for a long time, Yuanchun began to look for something to say when she was bored, "Do you often do this kind of long-distance missions?"

"Not really," R came back to his senses, "This time the client paid a lot of money."

Half of this is true. Apart from the local tyrant throwing money, there is another reason for R to take over the task, and that is that the employer reveals a strong sense of weirdness from the inside out.

No source or identity could be found, and even his appearance was hidden behind a mask, like a layer of fog that couldn't be blown away, no matter how suspicious he looked.

According to R's experience, it is not a good thing to be targeted by such a person, but the trouble has already come to him, even if he refuses, that person must have another move, so it is better to make a plan first, just to see what the other party wants to do.

As the number one killer in the world, R is still very confident in his ability.

After hearing R's words, Yuanchun suddenly felt that this man had become down-to-earth—don't look at him covered in blood, and sometimes his eyes were as cold as knives inadvertently, but no matter how big a boss is, he still needs to be right.

Thinking of the huge inheritance collected from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Minamoto New Rich Man Jun became very interested in R, and she asked curiously, "What's your price?"

She suddenly wanted to know if she could afford someone like R, and then she would refer to it to see if she had been exploited by Mori Ogai. The matter of salary increase.

If he didn't pay any more money, he would abduct his right-hand man and let him hold Alice as a polished commander.

Yuanchun thought sinisterly.

R: "..."

The last time I met someone who dared to ask me such a question was in a bar, and now the grass on the man's grave must have grown to a height of two meters.

Very well, little beauty, you managed to get my attention.

With a soft "snap", R closed the suitcase and stood up slowly. He looked down at Yuanchun condescendingly, with meaningful eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

When a good-looking person smiles, the lethality is multiplied upwards.Although Yuanchun had read all over the handsome guys, she was still dazzled by R's smile. While being confused, she suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

You always feel that the atmosphere is getting weird, is it my illusion?

R walked over slowly with his long legs. He stood still in front of the sofa, leaned down / approached suddenly, supported the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and fastened his tie with the other.

Yuanchun shrank back suddenly, she spread her palms, pressed against R's chest, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing? Lean over suddenly."

"So that's what you're thinking..." R's voice became deeper and deeper, "For the sake of your good looks, I don't want any money."

Question marks flooded Yuanchun, she blinked her eyes blankly, thought for a long time, and finally understood what R said.

Never expected that this cool, domineering and handsome guy is also a part-time job as the No.

Minamoto was surprised at first, but then he thought about it and realized that it was actually quite logical.

Look at the gangsters/road gangsters I know——

Mori Ogai, usually a decadent old father of salted fish, is a ghost/animal/evil/black/gang boss when he is serious. His eyes shot out, and the girls and men who ate this shit were dizzy and weak in minutes by him;

Guangjin Liulang, an extremely serious old man, with his shirt buttoned to the top, his slender and fragile throat is tightly covered, exuding a sense of ascetic beauty, coupled with a monocle, revealing a touch of seriousness in his seriousness. wind / coquettish;

Dazai Osamu, on the surface, is cheerful and lively, but his heart is shrouded in layers of fog, and he can never guess his true thoughts and emotions. He deceives people into bankruptcy, and the sufferer is willing to help count the money;

Nakahara Chuya, a flamboyant handsome young man in a well-groomed three-piece suit, with a small section of white "absolute domain" exposed between black gloves and sleeves... Ah, this won't work, forget it, it's too wasteful to let it out, I don't want others to see it!

In addition to Hong Kong gangsters, there are also Valia's gang of snake spirits. Although their brains are more or less abnormal, their appearance is good enough to fight.

There are also real wines and fake wines in the winery;

……

The door to the new world is slowly opening, and Yuanchun brainstormed Hong Kong gangster 48 every minute. If it works properly, send this group of men to debut, and it won't be long before they will be popular in the entire island country. If you are doing gray business, just lie around and collect money all day long.

The more Yuanchun thinks about it, the higher he gets, as if he has already lived the fairy days of making money every day, licking foxes to see beautiful men.

R: "..."

What's the matter with this little girl, why did her smile suddenly become obscene?

Inexplicably, I feel that I have been taken advantage of.

"What are you thinking?" R asked abruptly.

Yuanchun blurted out: "Calculate how much money those men in the family can earn."

R: "..."

I'm sorry, I misunderstood, I didn't see that you actually run a cowherd shop.

At this moment, the brain circuits of the two people, who are in different worlds, completed a miraculous connection.

"So what's your price?" Yuanchun asked again, remembering the previous doubts.

She is really curious, some things are just like this, the more she can't get the answer, the more she can't let it go.

I don't have the same knowledge as her, and I don't bully the little girl... R took a deep breath, smiled and said, "It's a price you can't afford."