My NPC is going to make real wine today

Unexpectedly, the police's plan got stuck at the first step, and the gauntlet sent out fell into the sea, and no reply was received at all.

However, the police were not idle while waiting for the reply. They spent three days and three nights, working overtime day and night, turning over every corner of the places where the teenagers' accounts had recently been haunted, and sending them repeatedly in Qianqian. In the news of the top post, I finally found a comment randomly sent by a certain trumpet of a teenager on the 1082nd floor of a certain notification comment area of ​​a certain website [I want to go! ].

It was a new book launch event for a light novel.

After the matter of the bomber was resolved, Ryo Shimizu had already booked a flight back to school, but a light novel she liked very much was going to be on sale recently, and the top 100 buyers could get a copy of the author's autographed message.

Qing Shuiliang was shamefully moved.

Thinking about it carefully, I'm not in such a hurry to go back to school, right?

So Qing Shuiliang packed his favorite snacks, carried a small satchel on his back, put the hood of the gray hoodie on his head, and set off with Soheli's pale and sickly face on his face.

When I got to the place, I pushed the silver-rimmed glasses——good guy, there are quite a lot of people here.

The selected location for the new book sale will be on the first floor of Mihua Mall, and the time is from 6:9 pm to 6:15 pm.It was [-]:[-] when the water was cold.

The central area on the first floor was partly pulled out by the barrier belt. Inside was the sales meeting site. To enter, one had to go through a small door vacated by the barrier belt.There were two staff members standing in front of the small gate.A man and a woman.

Because the man's eyebrows grew unexpectedly, Qing Shuiliang couldn't help staring at it for a while.

"Sir, if you want to go in, please register here first."

Qing Shuiliang came back to his senses, realized that it was impolite for him to stare at people like this, and hurriedly withdrew his eyes and landed on the registration form.

That man looks familiar - Qing Shuiliang thought, taking a pen to write down his name.

Sohili Zomu, entry time 18:18.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Meimei took back the registration form, glanced at her, and handed her a key chain of a little rabbit doll.

"Congratulations, you happen to be the 77th lucky customer, and this is a gift for you."

"Oh, thank you." Qing Shuiliang took the key chain and hung it on the small satchel casually and walked into the sale meeting.

Where did you see him?

There was already a long line in front of the table where the new book was released, Shimizu Ryo stood at the end of the line, took out a pack of pocky from his small satchel, ate and waited.

Then Qing Shuiliang ate and suddenly realized that the little boy in front of her looked familiar.

The little boy also noticed Qing Shuiliang, and tugged at the sleeve of the young woman beside him, "Mom, it's the big brother who was sick on the chair that day!"

"Ah, really—"

Teeth white, Qing Shuiliang subconsciously covered the small satchel—they wouldn't take back the money invested that day, would they?

It was too late, she had replaced it with potato chips, coke and pocky.

"Did you like this book too?" Mom asked with a very gentle smile.

Qing Shuiliang hesitated and softly "hmm" in a juvenile voice.

"The protagonist of this book is very cheerful and sunny, Yuta also likes it the most, doesn't he?"

The little boy nodded with a smile on his face: "Papa recommended it to Yuta!"

"Dad? Is he coming too?" The purple eyes blinked suspiciously.

"Dad didn't want to line up, so he didn't come in. He went to buy new clothes for himself." Yuta seemed a little dissatisfied with his father's behavior, with a small face bulging like a puffer fish.Mom smiled, rubbed his head, and said a few more words to Qing Shuiliang.

After the team moved forward again, the two stopped talking.

Dad...New clothes—Qing Shuiliang suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and appeared in that Conan-like fantasy state.

It was the time when I went to Mihua Mall with Bourbon to buy clothes!Mr. Meimei once walked out of the fitting room next to Bourbon.

Could it be that guy is actually a staff member of the Mihua Mall?

...I always feel that something is not right.

Qing Shuiliang remembered that the men's clothing store mainly sold high-end men's clothing. Generally speaking, ordinary staff in shopping malls would go to that kind of store for consumption?

At that time, he didn't look like he had any boyfriend or girlfriend around him, so the exclusion was for the sake of face.

In that case, he must be, must be... Forget it, I can't think of it.It's so troublesome, maybe the author just copied and pasted two passers-by to save trouble.

She's still thinking about it like a fool.

Shimizu Ryo really just wants to get the new book in peace, and then fly away from Japan, a sad place... But the more he doesn't want something to happen, the easier it is for things to come out like sardines being chased to death.

Robbers appear at the new book launch.

Qing Shuiliang pulled the brim of the hoodie, and there was an irrepressible daze in his pupils.

In any case... the robbers who robbed at the novel release meeting were somewhat seriously ill, right?If you want to rob, you can go to the bank, and if you are not good, you can go to the supermarket... What are you going to grab at the sale?

Take the book away and sell it yourself?

Don't you think it's embarrassing for your colleagues to work as a middleman to earn the difference after all the robbers?

Shimizu Liang slandered while blocking Yuta and his mother behind him.The boy was thin and thin, as if he couldn't stand the wind, but standing there made people feel at ease.

Qing Shuiliang assessed the level of the robbers.

On the surface, there are two people, one with a gun and one with a knife.In the dark, there was a man among the customers, flirting with the two of them thinking he was inconspicuous.

It's very easy to take down the three, but you have to consider the risk of them taking hostages... wait a minute, this should be something the police should consider, why does she, an ordinary underworld organization cadre, always encounter this situation !

Although there were robbers, the order at the scene was still very stable.Everyone skillfully cooperated with the robber's request, and some people saw Qing Shui Liang standing there comforting her.

"Don't be afraid, it's very common for them to leave after robbing. Did you just move to Mihua Town?"

The young man raised his head, black shattered hair brushed his eyebrows under the wide brim of the hat, and the purple irises behind the silver-rimmed glasses seemed to be breathing.He nodded with difficulty: "Well, I know...the crime rate in Tokyo...has always been a bit high."

There may be another blowout in the future—poor Mihua Town residents.

Qing Shuiliang glanced at her mother and Yuta who were blocked behind her, and said pitifully: "If possible, please move out of Tokyo as soon as possible."

Mom; Yuta: "?"

The division of labor between the two robbers is very clear, one is responsible for guarding the hostages, and the other coerces the staff to put the money into the box he brought.

There was a lot of traffic in the shopping mall, and people from the outside may have called the police, so the two robbers moved very quickly.

If the two robbers only wanted money, Qing Shuiliang didn't plan to do anything.Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble in the follow-up.She quietly huddled in the corner like an ordinary hostage, the thin young man was not eye-catching at all.

But the robbers obviously didn't understand Qing Shuiliang's good intentions of just wanting to be ordinary, and they had already packed the money. When the two of them left, they were accidentally tripped by a little girl, and turned their faces instantly.

The robber with the gun pulled the bolt and loaded it, and the black muzzle of the gun touched the little girl's immature forehead.

The little girl looked up at him blankly, and the mother behind her hugged her into her arms and begged the robber for mercy, crying.

The robber tilted his head, his hoarse voice was full of impatience: "It's really noisy!"

... At this point, it is obviously impossible not to do it.

Qing Shuiliang clenched his fists, turned over and jumped out.In her peripheral vision, there are several men who are faster than her. The passers-by A, B, and C who are as ordinary as her just now are like robots who have been ordered. They can be called well-trained and cooperate to blink the two Take it down.

There is the eyebrow gentleman in it.

Qing Shuiliang glanced at the bluetooth headset worn by Mr. Meimao's ear, and saw that his expression suddenly froze, and he rushed towards Qing Shuiliang's back.

The third robber hiding in the shadows had a dagger in his sleeve. He looked at the thin young man who just appeared in front of him, and tried to hijack him with his arm.

But the boy bent over as if he had eyes behind his back, and hit his abdomen hard with his elbow backwards.The robber suddenly felt his stomach churn, his eyes were spinning, and then he lost his will.

After Qing Shuiliang knocked out the last robber, he staggered as if he hadn't stood up, and Mr. Meimao subconsciously helped her.

The boy raised his head, the hoodie slipped off his head, and a smile slowly spread on his pale and beautiful cheeks that were completely exposed.

"Thank you."

Qing Shuiliang twisted his wrist, and withdrew his arm from Mr. Meimao's hand.Because the robbers were arrested, the hostages who had been quiet just now dared to stand up and run out in a panic.

Qing Shuiliang put on his hat again and mixed in the crowd, and soon disappeared from Mr. Meimao's sight.Mr. Meimao pressed the Bluetooth headset angrily and said something in a low voice.

……

Kazami Yuya and his colleagues left the mall one after another after handing over the robbers to the police of the first search class.In a narrow alley behind the rice flower market, Kazami Yu also saw Fuguya Rei waiting there.

It was almost eight o'clock at that time, and under the darkness of night, only the dim yellow light of street lamps floated in the darkness.

Jiang Gu Ling showed his figure from behind the street lamp. He seemed to have been standing there for a while, and when he moved, he seemed to stir up the dust floating slightly under the light, creating a subtle light golden light in the darkness.

Facing this younger boss, Kazami Yuya habitually tensed his body.

"Mr. Jiang Gu..."

Jiang Gu Ling raised his eyes, his purple-gray pupils stared at Kazami Yuya sharply, making him forget what to say for a moment.Jiang Gu Ling grabbed his wrist with one hand, and squeezed out a small bug from the cuff.

"... Mr. Jiang Gu?"

Only this useful information came out of the bug, and it turned into a sound of electric current, Qing Shuiliang took off the earphones, and took a bite of Pocky.

It seems that she guessed right, there is indeed someone else behind that eyebrow gentleman.And judging from the skills of those men at the scene of the robbery, it is very likely that it is the red side.

What are these people doing at the Rice Flower Market tonight?

This person named Mr. Jiang Gu is inexplicably a little concerned.Qing Shuiliang, who is too lazy to find things for himself without a task, is rarely interested.

She bit the pocky and took out the mobile phone from the small satchel, and smiled smugly.

"Hmph, do you think I only installed a bug at that time! Let me see with my own eyes who this Mr. Jiang Gu is."

Qing Shuiliang thought that a bug might not last long, so at that time, he glued a transmitter to the hem of the suit on the back of Mr. Meimei. Why is she becoming more and more proficient at doing this kind of thing...

Qing Shuiliang put the unfinished pocky back into the small satchel, and the little rabbit doll kept slapping the chain of the satchel with her movements.Qing Shuiliang found the location of the transmitter displayed on the phone, and walked towards the brightly lit night.