You have to cosplay even if you die!

Time went back to the early morning, the sun was shining brightly, the air was clear, the little boy who never stayed up in bed also got up early in the morning, and greeted Mei who was struggling with the kitchen utensils in the kitchen.

"Peter! Don't run so fast, wait 10 minutes and I'm going to make you an apple pie for breakfast!"

Peter, who was outside the door, paused immediately, and immediately slammed the door in his hand. Mei only vaguely heard him running away from the crack of the door, "Don't be too busy——I can just buy some by the side of the road." -"

Although it was not the first time that the kitchen had suffered, but for the sake of his own stomach, Peter still hurried out the door clutching his extremely hungry stomach.

Having the habit of morning exercises, he just finished running No.20 laps around the park, but he just broke out in a little sweat. He then cast a glance at the buildings in the distance, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, but the time was still It's too early.

Sitting in a newly opened restaurant, Peter was very distressed as he calculated the price of the meal on the signboard and pulled the change in his wallet: "It tastes very delicious after exercising—er, my appetite has grown..."

The owner spoke fluent English with a wonderful accent and stared at him dumbfounded as he finished his third order of steamed buns: "You, how many days have you been hungry, my child?"

Peter took another sip of the soup after eating the buns, and swallowed again as he looked at the steamers piled up one by one in the back kitchen: "No, I'm born with a big appetite."

The main reason is that the boss was a little surprised by his calm attitude after finishing three servings of steamed buns. In fact, it doesn’t matter if he eats more or less. Didn't it just take so many laps to consume energy?

The girl sitting behind him burst out laughing when she heard a "puchi", and picked up a fried dumpling slowly, not to mention how skillfully she used the iron chopsticks.

The boss looked at him and smiled: "It just opened today, and I will give you another basket?"

"QvQ!"

Kind boss, delicious meals, seeing that there are still options marked with regular meals on the menu, Peter immediately made a decision to bring Perinoa to try next time.

The point is...it's cheap! [Hold face.jpg]

"You're not edible... I think of the young man I met when I opened the store in Central City, hey, one person can eat three times what you ordered."

When paying the bill, the talkative boss continued to chatter with Peter, and Peter snapped his fingers...Three times his size is twelve cages of buns, twelve times the amount of normal people's meals...Is that guy's wallet okay? !

Listen, I heard that there is a profession called "eating and broadcasting" in foreign countries that is very profitable?Plagued by poverty as always, his thoughts diverged, he put away his wallet and took out his mobile phone.

Because it was still early and the boss thought he liked the guy Peter, the two chatted all the way to the door of the store and stood under the iron curtain.

——This store is located near the Chinatown area, because it is close and the style is generally the same. The decoration of the store is also in accordance with most Chinese stores. The big rolling gate is supported on the top of the door with a strip The wire hooked up, and the smell of oily smoke permeated from the small window of the inner kitchen.

I don't know if the boss got into something that shouldn't be touched because he is not familiar with the shop. The huge iron shutter door was smashed down. Seeing a big rusty lump coming over his head, Peter hurriedly pushed it away. The boss jumped in the opposite direction, but when he turned his head, he never missed that the rolling shutter door paused in the air for a second before falling to the floor with a "swipe".

Polaris blinked, she seemed to hear the sound of something being crushed... Well, it's none of her business, right?

The boss who propped up the store's rolling gate again was filled with righteous indignation: "I just said that there is definitely something wrong with such a cheap resale rent! Young man, thank you so much this time, I will give you a discount next time you come to eat, ah!"

Peter looked at the mobile phone he had reimbursed without tears, and picked up the wreckage at the door.After picking and choosing, he finally picked out the phone card inside, and could only stare blankly at the completely scrapped wreckage.

The boss also reacted slowly: "Don't be discouraged! You saved me, so, can I buy you a new mobile phone?"

After thinking about it, Peter shook his head, and rejected his offer under the boss's puzzled eyes.

Hey, no matter how broken it was, it was the mobile phone that Mr. Stark gave him to contact him. Although he was not very embarrassed, he could still get a new mobile phone if he applied.

"It's not good to go out, I think it's Mercury retrograde today, right?"

Going around to the alley and seeing that the iron door that was originally opened was locked, he curled his lips and looked around to see that there was no one around. The soles of his feet touched the smooth door panel, as if there was an adsorption force, and he stepped directly on the door panel Just went up.

After getting his backpack, he also made a very handsome pose, and jumped hard. The height of the iron gate seemed to be a decoration, and it couldn't stop him at all.

So he just happened to run head-on into Polaris, who was standing there watching him leap past.

Polaris: "Hi?"

Peter: "The way I opened my eyes must be wrong. Can you do it all over again?"

Looking at Peter's subconscious helplessness, Polaris affirmed his opinion: "You must be a mutant, right?"

Peter: ...Huh?

After he had reacted, he nodded his head like crazy: "That's right, that's right, that's right, I'm... eh?!" Wait, it's not right to admit that you are a mutant, right? !If the Sentinel Public Service Station is brought in...

"Are you a mutant too?" Peter bit the "also" heavily, and looked at Polaris as if he had regained [-]% by himself, "Did you stop the shutter in the store just now?"

"Yes," I didn't expect Polaris to admit generously, "I just saw you saw my ability, so I came to follow you, otherwise, why would I follow you, to ask you for a date?"

Peter didn't want to know what would have happened to him if he wasn't a mutant after being followed into an alley by her.

"Then what else do you have..."

"So after confirming that you are also a mutant, I want to ask you—are you willing to join us?"

The words of Polaris and Peter coincidentally collided. Peter rubbed his nose and listened to her explain his problem. He thought of many things at once, and his eyes lit up.

He had also heard that in addition to the X-Men and the Brotherhood, there are also some scattered organizations, large and small, rooted in New York. Among the mutants, the one that is very popular among mutants is a reselling news information clearinghouses, and the most powerful have other bases.

"Can I go home after joining?" He asked tentatively.

Polaris felt a little funny about his question: "We don't traffic people? Of course it's best if you don't expose yourself to them. We also need someone to help us."

Peter pretended to think about it, and nodded cautiously.

Polaris also seemed very happy, "Okay, let's go, there is a task for you now!"

Upon hearing this, Peter felt that it might be a test to join the organization, so he rubbed his hands together and asked, "What test... are you sure I can complete it?"

"There are so many people in our organization, how can one person do grocery shopping? I'm short of a bag-carrying brother!"

Standing at the door of this familiar psychological counseling room, Perinoa rang the doorbell on the opposite side uncertainly, not to mention how active her mental activities were.

Why this place?

So it was Dr. Hannibal Lecter who knew her true identity and threatened her with her younger brother?

"Jingle ding bell..."

Parinoa heard a series of footsteps inside the door - listening to the movement, it doesn't seem like a calm doctor?

"Yo, why are you so slow?"

Xi Weier who opened the door tilted his head to look at her, and pulled her into the door with Perinoa's stunned expression, and quickly closed the door carefully.

"Well, come?" Wearing a monochromatic apron and oven mitts on his hands, Hannibal smiled softly and showed her a smile, which scared her almost thinking The doctor's next sentence is "Eat first or eat me first"——

"Eat you...Ah bah! Dr. Lecter...?"

Hannibal didn't seem to understand why she was so defensive, "Lunch isn't ready yet, can you sit in the living room with your brother for a while?"

"Aren't you—" Perinoa was a little stuck. She didn't expect to say that it was lunch, but it was definitely lunch. However, she couldn't do it if she said "You know my identity".

"The thing about you being YouKnowWho?" He said lightly, as if he didn't understand why it was so special to bring it up, "When I came to the house in the morning, only your brother was at home, and I don't think it's okay to talk about this kind of thing on the phone. Security—so Jean left a card there, please be there."

"My paintings look good, don't they? Simple, clear and easy to understand—hey! Sister, why are you beating me up all of a sudden?!"

Xi Weier squatted on the ground and covered the top of his head, accusing someone of violence.

Hannibal took the business card over and looked at it, and instantly understood why the girl had such a big reaction.

Really, from anyone's point of view, this looks like an invitation letter for a kidnapping invitation——

He coughed strangely, but walked back to the kitchen.

With a blushing face, Perinoa chose a sofa in the living room and sat down, rubbing her cheeks.

It was the first time that she had received an invitation to come to this house... When she remembered that she and Peter had inadvertently broken into someone's house, Perinoa looked even more helpless.

The spotless ground can reflect the light coming in from the window. The original picture frames hanging on the wall have been replaced once. The oil paintings and watercolors have different styles, but they are not realistic painting styles. The different colors and contents are very different. Confused, he could only nod his head half-understood.

The long banquet table is the scale seen in TV dramas. Exquisite silver tableware and white bone china dinner plates are neatly placed on the elegant tablecloth. There are two candlesticks at the head and tail of the table. A little bit of light flickered on and off, and some appetizers and pre-dinner dessert wine were already placed on the table.

"Take a seat, you are not old enough to drink alcoholic drinks. So I prepared some home-brewed grape juice."

Finely chopped purple cabbage is mixed in the rich sauce. The chopped chicken breasts have a healthy white-brown color, and the more or less corn kernels look sweet and glutinous. It was sprinkled on top of the salad.

"Do you like lamb chops or veal steak?" Hannibal asked the two.

Parinoa shook her head. She didn't know why, maybe she didn't have any appetite after being frightened, so she just ordered Xi Weier's food there.

"I'm really worried if I don't make it clear—" She hesitated to speak, fiddled with the corn kernels on the plate with a fork, listlessly.

"Is it about your little secret? In fact, at first I just wanted to pretend that I didn't know it, and I didn't want to tell you so impressing Zhou Zhang."

Perinoya just felt that there was a sense of disobedience here, which made her nervous.

Hannibal simply put down the kitchen utensils in his hands, walked around the dining table and pulled the chair aside to sit down.When his eyes were fixed on Parinoa, she only felt that the doctor's gaze in front of her was sharper and deeper than anyone she had seen before, making it unpredictable.

"You also know that I am a psychiatrist. Perhaps it is the particularity of my work that has made me develop some habits. It is rude to say it. Some people don't want to choose to come to the psychological information room because they have these concerns and worry about me. They will reveal their secrets, but as doctors with professional ethics, we are helpless in the face of such concerns."

"A person's appearance can be changed through surgery or other methods, but the way he looks at another person is not good. It's not just the eyes. I mean the eyes in a general sense, but not in reality. What changes is your own character and thinking.”

Parinoa really didn't want to believe that he simply took off her vest like this, but Hannibal looked at her with such helplessness, and she had no other explanation if she didn't believe it.

"And the man you let go that day... I checked with the help of the police. He is your father, right? Spider-Man was injured that day, so you are the only one who can replace him on patrol. I actually want What I'm telling you is that he might be planning something that is not very beneficial to you, but he is troubled because he doesn't know how to tell you, so he simply put the words on the bright side."

The language skills that Hannibal used a little bit are really easy for people to believe him like this. Perinoa listened to the plausible content in the words, and curled her lips: "What else can he plan? It's weird that it's good for me."

No, she still needs a method, at least to improve her observation or insight...

It's not that she doesn't want to believe Hannibal, it's just that it's better to be more rigorous about this kind of thing...

"Except for that one time, Hannibal, you haven't seen my mutant ability, have you?"

Hannibal nodded with great interest when he heard the little girl change her name because she believed in him.

To be honest, Perinoia hadn't used the ability directly in front of people, she just tried it in front of the mirror in the bathroom.The frame that needs to be taller has been elongated completely without feeling, the fiery red hair has turned into a black short hair with a high appearance rate, and the short-sleeved T-shirt has been replaced by a handsome blue suit.

Very good, after loading the Kudo Shinichi template, Perinoa instantly felt that her IQ had increased, and everything in the room became brighter.

The paintings on the wall are no longer just pretending to understand at a glance. The artist and his background can speak clearly and logically; the layout of the room seems to be the most popular simple style nowadays, but there are strong personal tastes everywhere Pursue……

"what--"

Before she could see what was wrong, there was a scream outside the door, whether it was accidental or not.

The three looked at each other, Hannibal was the calmest, walked to the door alone and opened it, and saw a strange little girl, who might be a neighbor, sitting pale with fright in the corridor, blood was splattered on the stairs, and blood flowed from upstairs. drip down.

"..."

This is not her fault!

What are you looking at? !really not!

The author has something to say: just a little spoiler, not a murder case.

I don't have the IQ to write a murder case orz

Regarding Conan's finale, and the boss has also been announced... The Buddhist viewers said that they can do whatever they want, just make sure to give Xinlan a good ending qaq