I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

The door of the clinic was roughly pushed open, and a man staggered in, with a ferocious expression and a trembling voice, "Doctor, please help me!"

Hojo Xingmu paused when he was arranging the medical box, his dark red eyes turned to Atsushi Nakajima who was sitting upright on the chair.

"No, it's okay, the detective agency is not in a hurry...probably." After weighing the pros and cons, the boy shook his hand at Hojo Xingmu with a smile, but then his voice became softer and softer, like a cat whose owner is not around.

Only then did Beijo Xingmu turn his gaze to the man, seeing the injuries all over his body, his pupils shrank, and the darkness of his pupils deepened little by little, as if they had been stained with thick ink.

He "suffers" from Cotard's syndrome in this world. A doctor who thinks he is a dead person should be more excited and excited to see a creature that is about to become the same kind?Hojo Hoshimu, who has never played a mental illness before, thought to himself.

Facts have proved that the acting skills of the staff of the Space-Time Administration have always been online. The man who noticed his expression had a trace of disgust in his eyes, muttered a dirty word in a low voice and then said pitifully: "I accidentally suffered during the port mafia rush." Injury, only you can save me."

If it was the doctor who opened a medical clinic in the slums to receive these moths for free, he must have worked hard to suppress the disease and save this white-eyed wolf.But Hojo Xingmu is different, his goal is to complete the task, and he has no time to waste time with men, so there is no need to suppress his "illness".

Under Atsushi Nakajima's gaze, the young doctor's face became even paler, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he knelt down with his knees in his arms and asked, "Why do you want to be cured? Wouldn't it be better to be my kind?"

Seeing Hojo Xingmu squatting down, the man panted heavily and raised his hand thinking that there would be a gentle palm to catch him, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, his anger rushed to his chest, and he yelled at the doctor: " You are really a fucking madman! If you want to die yourself, I will not accompany you! Cure me quickly!"

Hojo Xingmu's smile froze with three exclamation marks on his face.

But the man was still aggressive: "Can't you just live in the cemetery if you think you are dead? Alien!"

Atsushi Nakajima at the side finally couldn't listen anymore, stood up and blocked Hojo Xingmu behind him in a protective gesture, his delicate face was full of disapproval: "If you don't like Dr. Hojo, you can go to the hospital for treatment!"

"Why are you meddling in my own business? If I had money, would I come to this outlier?!" The man's face was full of disdain, and he coughed up a lot of blood as he roared.

"The bullet pierced through the lungs, there is no other way." Hojo Xingmu took a step back and said the man's unacceptable facts with trembling eyelashes.

"How is it possible!?" As if to answer the doctor's words, the man fell down straight after yelling this sentence, and the dust on his clothes scattered under the morning sun.

But he still didn't give up, he clawed his fingernails through the gaps in the ground and crawled forward little by little, trying to get around Atsushi Nakajima.

"Please... please, please help me!! I don't want to die yet!" Unfortunately, he passed out from exhaustion before he could see the doctor's trousers.

"Eh??" Atsushi Nakajima, who had prevented the man from approaching Hojo Xingmu just now, blinked, then turned his head and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it when I get back." Hojo Hoshimu stared blankly at the man who was about to become "similar" for a while, then turned around and put on a white coat, "Hurry up and go to the Armed Detective Agency."

People with Qatar Syndrome don't mind having a dead body in the house, but Hojo Hoshimu hates it!

[Tong, my Tung,] Hojo Xingmu yelled pitifully in his heart, [Why is this world so difficult? 】

The electronic voice sounded indifferently: [Who is this because of? 】

Hojo Xingmu felt guilty: [Innocent.jpg]

Like mobile phones and computer systems, the system bound in his brain also needs to be upgraded regularly. Now the standard version of the Space-Time Administration is 13.0, and his system is still 1.0.

That is to say, he has never upgraded the system since the day he was bound, resulting in various bugs always appearing during missions, such as lack of body, feet, hands, and blindness.These Beijo Xingmu are used to it, so they feel more at ease not to upgrade the system. As a result, the world's present report came, and he became a mentally ill patient in this world.

The nerves of the employees of the Space-Time Administration have been protected, so he was not recruited this time.It's a pity that before I was happy for two seconds, I thought of the rule that the character's OOC degree should not exceed 10%, that is to say, he must act like a patient with Cotard's syndrome.

Help, it's so difficult! !

Hojo Xingmu, who had never had any experience in this area, sent a logout request to the system.

System, [This mission rewards 5000 points. 】

Beijo Xingmu:! ! !

It is ten times that of the previous world!One point is 1000 yuan, isn't it just a few worlds away from my own 100 billion?This is not rushing? ?

Therefore, Hojo Xingmu, who was bent over five buckets of rice, quickly integrated into the role and accepted the memory and mission.

[Main task: Obtain the approval of the senior brother, the current progress is 0%]

This senior brother is a bit picky...do you not agree with such a cute senior brother at all? ?

[System: ...to show some face. 】

"Sorry, did I scare you just now?" The young doctor hesitated and looked at Atsushi Nakajima apologetically: "This kind of situation rarely happens..."

The original owner tried his best to hide his illness before, but Hojo Xingmu wanted to do the opposite, he wanted everyone to accept his illness - he didn't kill others and set fire to harm the interests of others, why should he live so cautiously ?

Atsushi Nakajima, who was hypnotizing himself to forget about it, turned his head habitually when he heard the doctor's words, and caught Hojo Xingmu's eyes unexpectedly.He is obviously a gentle and rigorous doctor, but he has a pair of beautiful and affectionate eyes.It's against the law, but...it's beautiful.

"Are you really scared..." Beitiao Xingmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice became more and more guilty.

"No, no!" Atsushi Nakajima quickly moved his eyes away, and with a red face, he helped Hojo Xingmu carry the medical kit, "I'm not as timid as the doctor thought..."

I am also a member of the Armed Detective Agency anyway, so how could I feel scared because of this.Or rather than being afraid, it is better to say that I am worried about the doctor's illness.

I've never heard the president say it...

The beautiful peach eyes carefully stared at Atsushi Nakajima for a while to make sure that he was not lying to comfort himself, Hojo Xingmu finally showed a relaxed smile, "That's really great."

It's great, I finally don't have to mention the medical kit!

[System: ...] Witnessed another innocent boy being deceived by the host.

[Hojo Xingmu seemed to have guessed that it would think so, and was wronged: It's not that the body you gave me is too delicate, Ah Tong. 】

Just walking for a while with the medical kit on my back, my shoulders started to hurt, who would believe it!

[System: Hehe. 】

Hojo Xingmu, who knew he was wrong, obediently kept his mouth shut.

Soon to the Armed Detective Agency.

The president Fukuzawa Yukichi and Harami are both Natsume Soseki's apprentices, so they are the so-called "brothers". With this relationship, plus Fukuzawa Yukichi's kindness to himself, the poor Yuan As a backup doctor for the Armed Detective Agency.When Dr. Hara and Akiko Yosano were away, they were responsible for treating the wounded.

"How slow! Lord Ranpo's wound is about to heal!"

Just as Hojo Hoshimu was thinking about who would need treatment, a high-pitched voice came over. Edogawa Ranpo was sitting on a high desk eating snacks, his trouser legs were rolled up, and his thin calves followed him. The movement shook slightly, and the joints were covered with dried blood.

At first glance, it was caused by a careless fall while walking.

Ordinary people would be fine with a Band-Aid, but Edogawa Ranpo is different. This famous detective with a genius mind is a little arrogant like a child, and he needs to be coaxed.

"Why don't you simply deal with it?" Hojo Xingmu skillfully sat on the chair and opened the medical box, dipped a cotton swab with iodophor and applied it lightly.Afraid that he was still blowing gently during the pain.

"Because it hurts when others take the medicine." Edogawa Ranpo had sugar in his mouth, and the words he uttered were vague, but what he said was all the truth.

The function of Hojo Xingmu's ability [Twilight Moon] is to slow down or eliminate the pain of others.

"You can't be willful just because of this." The young doctor frowned disapprovingly.

Hojo Xingmu wrapped the bandage neatly and beautifully, but it didn't affect the movement at all even though it was on the joints, Edogawa Ranpo shook his leg in satisfaction, and then showed him a mouthful of white teeth: "It doesn't matter, as long as Xingmu keeps on That's it!"

Hojo Xingmu pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer his words.

Edogawa Ranpo's eyes were completely narrowed, and in the end he turned around and jumped out without saying anything: "I need to buy some thick snacks~"

After packing up the medical kit, Hojo Xingmu walked to the door of the president of the Armed Detective Agency, and hesitantly tapped twice.

【I'm about to see my senior brother, I'm still a little nervous! 】

【system:……】

As if waiting for him over there, the door opened almost as soon as the knock on the door ended.A calm and prestige face appeared in front of Hojo Xingmu, and he stretched out his big hand to rub his head.

It should be a comfortable and gentle temperature, but Hojo Xingmu felt like falling into a cellar of ice, with cold sweat on his forehead: "Senior brother..."

People who think they are corpses cannot get used to this kind of warmth.To him, it was no different from the feeling of a normal person being wrapped around his ankle by a snake that vomits letters.

"Sorry." Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned and withdrew his hand—the boy was becoming more and more repulsed by the temperature of the human body, which is obviously not a good sign.

"It's my problem." The boy obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so he told him with a far-fetched smile. "Can I come to the detective agency to stay more in the future?"

Get in touch with more people, maybe you can gradually get used to it...

"You are welcome anytime." Fukuzawa Yukichi took a deep look at him, and then said seriously.

[Hojo Xingmu: Hehe, one step closer to the mission. 】

[The system sneered, and said retaliatoryly: You don't think the target of the mission is Fukuzawa Yukichi, do you? 】

【How can it be? ] Hojo Xingmu took a sip of the tea made by Fukuzawa Yukichi, 【The president agrees with me at least 80%, right? 】

A poor little person who fights against mental illness, and a kind person who treats others, no matter which one should be a plus point for Fukuzawa Yukichi.

On the contrary, another senior brother whose dressing style is completely opposite to that of Fukuzawa Yukichi should hate this kind of person——

But for himself, he just wanted to obtain the highest recognition value with his most annoying posture.