Red and black camp simulation game

The young man who came in from the door walked briskly, bent his eyes and waved his hands twice slightly at the few people who were startled by the sound of his deliberately made footsteps.

"Good afternoon, I'm here to visit."

The three people who turned their backs to them all turned their heads and saw him, and Huang Mao, the leader, glanced suspiciously at the visitor: "Who are you?"

That month didn't give them any attention at all, and laughed casually, Huang Mao, who felt ashamed, squeezed the pistol in his hand and gave him a vicious look.

Akashi Seijuro also frowned secretly, he didn't expect that the first meeting with this Miyamoto teacher was not in class, but in this situation.

As for the reason why the people from Uesaki High School appeared, Akashi himself probably has some guesses. They probably were defeated in a certain competition last year. Fighting during a game is suspended.

Akashi couldn't see any emotion on his face, but he was actually a little helpless in his heart.

He would think of this for the first time mainly because something like this happened in the first grade. At that time, Akashi was still the vice-captain. The person who made trouble that time was solved by Captain Hongcun, and that time they used them in Kanto In the competition, it was too embarrassing to use such an excuse that could not stand no matter where it was put. Akashi knew very well that they just pulled up a flag to find fault after losing the game.

This was still the case in the first grade, not to mention that few of them could wake up until the end of last year's competition. Even Aomine Daiki didn't have the slightest interest in playing the kind of competition where the opponent didn't resist, so, at that time, they had already awakened. Akashi, who switched his personality, said something in the locker room directly before the final to mobilize their enthusiasm.

"The score in this game is controlled to twice that of the opponent. It is not difficult for you."

That's why Akashi thought of this for the first time.

But he didn't think they did anything wrong at the time, the winner was absolute, that was the fact, and in Akashi's eyes, this group of people were just clowns, and now it was only because he had to be responsible for the safety of his teammates and their qualifications for the competition. He didn't move casually, otherwise, for a group of basketball teenagers with excellent physical fitness, there was no need to wait for the three armed men to get close to them to subdue them.

The situation that Akashi must consider is that the other party becomes angry and really chooses to do it, and it will be too late if something goes wrong.

He moved his eyes away from the man who walked in without any fluctuations, not sure what Akatsuki Miyamoto was going to do, just judging by his appearance, Akashi could tell that this man's figure was not too thin, but this alone The tall and thin figure is also really hard to imagine that the other party can beat three high school students who are not thin at all - the president of the student council can find out the most superficial information about the recruited teachers. Akashi remembers that Akatsuki Miyamoto is just a fresh graduate Age—and, how pale was that strangely familiar face, what was he thinking?

The tall and tall Atsushi Murasakihara didn't come to the training today, and Aomine Daiki didn't know why he was still standing at the door with Momoi. The two of them neither came in nor went to the school gate to look for security. This guy who didn't know where he came in... His plans for today have been broken several times.

He raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, planning to take a closer look at the situation later. If Akatsuki Miyamoto is really related to the dangerous Karasuma Group, he shouldn't do anything unsure or expose himself here. No matter what, Akashi himself has learned various self-defense techniques since he was a child, and has experienced many kidnappings. He will never be unable to suppress ordinary people with cold weapons.

But that is the worst policy.

What were you thinking about that month?He didn't think about extra things. Although his physical condition is really not good now, it is more than enough to subdue a few bad students who show off. Unfortunately, Mr. Miyamoto also has a "not in good health" in his settings. The information provided to the principal also clearly stated that Miyamoto-sensei just had a car accident some time ago.

Walking in directly and ignoring the troublemakers can be explained by "there is not much concept of human feelings", and a hit of three will arouse the young master's excessive vigilance.

"You are so noisy, Mr. Huang Mao," the young man wrinkled his nose childishly, and his tone of voice seemed to be dragging a small tail, with a little dissatisfaction, "I'm not talking to you, please know the rule of first come, first served, Speaking of visiting, I am earlier than your appointment time."

"Hey, wait a minute." The other party suddenly paused, as if they had just seen the three of them holding baseball bats and knives, their expressions changed, and Huang Mao said, "Who are you calling Huang Maojun!" ' Before he yelled out, he got stuck in his throat, feeling a lot of pride in his heart, and waited for the young man to apologize obediently.

As a result, there was obvious disgust on that month's face, and she rolled her eyes: "What, you went to the video game city to play a round before you came to find fault... It's really unhygienic. Didn't the 'boss' who taught you to smoke never teach you not to smoke?" Littering everywhere? The cigarette ash was not wiped clean, and when I climbed over the wall, I fell a somersault, and the back of Huang Maojun's pants was scratched, wow, really..."

There is no further text after this meaningful "really", but the other teenagers can guess what he wants to say, and Huang Lai can't help but move his eyes to the only person with yellow hair who inadvertently revealed at this moment. Behind them under their noses, ahem, there is indeed a raised thread that is difficult to see clearly, and there is nothing else to see, but it is not difficult to infer Miyamoto from Huangmao's reaction. Akatsuki's conclusion is true.

He and Hei Zizhe beside him also looked at each other, and looked at their teacher Miyamoto with a little awe.

As expected of Mr. Miyamoto, who has the same voice as Akashi/self-proclaimed detective, you must not be distracted in Chinese class in the future!

The three of Huang Mao were all shocked by what was said, how did this person know?In the next second, they saw that the guy who had left an unpleasant impression in their hearts suddenly took a step forward, so frightened that the other two subconsciously raised their hands and pointed them at him to be vigilant. Only the yellow-haired hand moved Then he shrunk back, he was just using the pistol to frighten this group of basketball monsters who humiliated them in the game, if he really did it, the nature would be different, he still barely knew the severity.

Even though he was so angry that he blushed and wanted this person to shut up, the self-proclaimed calm and wise Huang Mao still held back.

At this moment, Nayue rubbed her chin and raised one eyebrow, her tone was a little cheerful: "No wonder you came to trouble them, Mr. Huang Mao, so you were forcibly quit the basketball club."

He seemed to hear something snapped off in his mind, and then there was a gust of wind blowing across his cheeks, and the people around him seemed to shout something, but he didn't hear a word clearly, and his heart seemed to be on fire What fire, until the dull pain from his body woke him up in the next second.

Heizi stared blankly at the yellow-haired gentleman (he didn't know his name, Miyamoto-sensei's nickname was quite appropriate) almost the whole time. After being irritated by a sentence, he rushed forward with red eyes and squeezed his pistol tightly, and his reaction was faster Kise and the others had already rushed out without saying a word, trying to hold down the other two people, and stopped Huang Mao, who was about to violently attack Mr. Miyamoto, who seemed to be in poor health.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Miyamoto, who was still wrapped in a layer of bandages under the rolled-up sleeves, pressed the yellow hair to the ground with one hand.

Everyone: ?

"That's why I don't bother to talk to you. My brain is simple and my limbs are not yet developed. I'm boring." Looking at the dark brown eyes with a bit of cool under the lights in the hall, the curvature of the lips is not too big, and the smile is not as deep as the eyes, "Besides, if I hit you directly, wouldn't it be bullying a child? "

It was true that the three who came back to bully their juniors were speechless because of their freshman year.

According to the obvious setting that month, it was really not good to take the initiative. After all, you are still a teacher, but passive defense is fine. But to use the 'detective' identity to provoke a person alone, this pair who has experienced Edogawa For the month when Luanbu solved the crime scene, it was easy.

Uh, although he himself has a record of ridiculing criminals to the point of crying and surrendering himself, but that was the time when he just joined the job and let himself go.

The suppressed Huangmao simply didn't react after being pushed down, and immediately realized that the young man behind him seemed to be exerting no strength.

To be honest, he doesn't really want to be handed over to the security guards later. In that case, the Teikoku school will definitely contact their school and make a notice of punishment and criticism. At that time, the whole school will know that their high school students have come to trouble the junior high school students. It doesn't matter if he is caught, and he is suppressed by a sick man with a knife, so he will be in the bad world after all!

That month naturally noticed that the boy he was pressing casually had signs of agitation. He only used a little skill when he threw the opponent to the ground at the very beginning, and then he was thinking about how to say that he was really lazy and a high school with a bad brain. Livelihood comparison is not cruel.

Maybe he didn't need to do it.

Huang Mao suddenly turned over, broke free from the hand behind his back, got up and rushed to the door, but Nayue didn't have any special reaction, just watched his stumbling back leisurely, and Qingfeng at the door opened his eyes, ready to stop Huang Mao.

——He didn't succeed, because a basketball flew from a distance and hit Huang Maojun hard on the back of the head, and he fell down in front of Qingfeng unwillingly.

Everyone looked at the trajectory of the basketball being thrown, and a green-haired figure standing far away from the warehouse door appeared in their eyes. Midorima Shintaro calmly loosened the bandages wrapped around his fingers, raised his chin and gestured for him A wood sculpture of a small raccoon just out of storage.

"With today's lucky thing, the shooting percentage is 100 percent," he said calmly. "Forgot to say, my shooting range was extended to half court some time ago."

That month, he had seen this young man standing in front of the warehouse door holding a basketball and was always vigilant. At this moment, he leisurely stepped forward to check the situation of the yellow hair, and then turned his head to look at the other quiet as a boy. The two of the chickens glanced at each other and raised their voices: "Mr. Huang Mao slipped and fell, do you have any objections?"

The two shook their heads dully, then nodded sharply after reacting: "No objection, no objection!"

Nonsense, if there is an opinion, they will be the next one to slip up!

The expressions of the few people who witnessed this undisguised threat were strange.

Everyone knew that Miyamoto-sensei was thinking of them. If these people went back and insisted that they were beaten by Teiko's people, it would probably affect their game a little bit.

Even if you know it, you know it, and you still feel a little respectful in your heart.

Seeing this threatening posture, why does Mr. Miyamoto seem to be familiar with it?

—

The last three were picked up by the security guards. After this incident, Akashi simply ended today's training ahead of schedule and asked everyone else to leave first. He himself had to go to the Academic Affairs Office to explain that month.

After everything was dealt with, the two of them stepped out of the school gate together before saying goodbye. Nayue stood there watching Akashi's back as he left, feeling some of his own calculations in his heart.

According to the information he collected, Akashi Seijuro was a polite and gentle boy, and his current performance couldn't be matched by a single word.

No wonder there is a buff of 'Second Personality' hanging under the name in this person's panel information. Feelings are really a literal second personality.

Interesting, I don’t know that Patriarch Akashi Qing didn’t know that his heir had such serious psychological problems and mental illnesses.

He paused for a moment, looking across the street corner.

It shouldn't be an illusion. Just now, someone's eyes were glued to his body. Who was observing him?