[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

Like being licked by a dog.

Whether the thought was insulting to the dog Shelley didn't know, but what she did know was that the feeling of wetness on her earlobe made her body feel physically sick in an instant.

Speaking of which, she is not the kind of person who is particularly concerned about living conditions, as if she was covered in tree sap when she was a snake, it didn't matter, but why does she have such a wonderful experience now.

As if lost in thought, the trembling body just now fell into calm.There was a breath of air flowing under the earlobe, and the guy who let go of her earlobe gave a small chuckle.

"It's earlier than I expected, and I gave up resisting... something."

The drooping eyelids lifted slightly, and the red animal pupils looked at him.

"What do you want to see?"

"I'm thinking, maybe, Shelley will turn into a snake the moment I lower my head." Kuroro's voice was lower than usual, and it sounded like he was flirting with familiarity—— Who knows why a guy who didn't even reach the age of the second year can be so familiar with it, and no matter what the reason is, Shelley will only recognize one thing.

Meteor Street is really a ghost place.

"You're going to strangle me."

A day ago, if Shelley still had a naive fantasy about a small organization of unknown nature headed by Kuroro, it has been shattered by Kuroro himself.If I have to say why, it is probably Shelley's intuition as a wild snake.

She could be killed by him anytime and anywhere.

"That's right, because I will definitely become angry and kill the disobedient collection by mistake."

The black-haired, black-eyed boy spoke dangerous words with a smile on his face, and when Shelley turned his wrist, he increased his strength in his hand.Thank goodness he wasn't old enough to crush her wrists in one blow, which Shelley felt he would have done had he been able to.

"Why...you want to collect me."

"Because it's fun."

Stretching out his hand to pick out a lock of long silver hair, Kuroro answered Shelley casually: "I don't know if it was a human or another creature. This is very interesting. But later on, it should become more and more interesting."

He said as if complimenting: "It shouldn't be boring to have fun when you are free."

Shelley felt a sting in his heart.

It was as if there were countless divine beasts galloping past in my heart.

"that's it?"

"The problem of reading ability is also an aspect, but what interests me the most is Shelley's attitude. For example, knowing that Pike is my companion, you can safely and boldly let Feitan go in and out of prison freely, and even let Pike accompany you. ...Such behavior always makes me feel underestimated."

Not so.

Shelley thought that the reason why he didn't throw Feitan out of prison was actually because he wanted the blue-haired shorty to quit his job, but he didn't expect him to just keep doing his job in peace.According to the fat man, the blue-haired dwarf seems to regard work as a hobby, often working overtime, and is willing to share the work of his colleagues.

And at the beginning, when she asked Fei Tan, the fat man was worried for a while that if Shelley really killed him, everyone's workload would suddenly increase and they would go on strike and quit.

As for Pike...

"I think you seem to think too much, Kurolo. I haven't underestimated you."

Shelley felt the corners of his eyes twitching.

"……yes."

"Yes."

Shelley looked at him sincerely.

"Because I never thought of looking at you."

Before the words fell, the flames burst forth!

The black-haired boy jumped back, leaned against the door in surprise, and frowned.The silver-haired girl who almost burned him sat up, wiped her ears with the back of her hand, picked up the earrings and put them on again.

"When you were talking just now, I tried to imprint my fingerprints on your book with great determination."

She looked at her burning fingers.

"It failed."

Red flames were reflected in the black eyes, Kuroro took a deep breath, and watched Shelley stand up and walk to the window.

"I applaud your courage in this venture, because few people dare to mess with me again and again."

With a nostalgic tone, Shelley looked back at the guarded young boy and raised his eyebrows.

"To be honest, I was a little bit scared by your half-truths at the beginning."

The black eyes narrowed.

"That's a pity."

"I'm so glad you don't know the saying that villains die by talking too much."

She leaned against the window and knocked on the glass: "Now, if you don't want to let me try to see if you can kill you, the seal of this space can be lifted, can you please waste it obediently?"

"No problem, it's just..." Kuroro seemed a little puzzled: "Is there any flaw in me?"

"I've said it all, the villain died from talking too much."

The silver-haired girl said impatiently: "If you talk nonsense, I'll really do it."

From jumping out of the window to flying back to the prison, Shelley didn't say anything.But it wasn't until she took a bath that she finally felt scared for a while.

Recalling the scene at that time again, she was able to come out with a slightly counter-stance, all because of her simple impulse to "just try to see if it will be stolen".

If you really can't ignite...

Shelley looked at the flames at his fingertips and sighed.

"I just ran away when I was in dire straits."

The hot water overflowed his chin, and Shelley wrinkled the water in front of his eyes, complaining about the upgrade system.It wasn't until this time that she finally felt her situation on Meteor Street.

There is no Shirley whose blood is thicker than water, no friends to talk to and rely on, and even the so-called subordinates are surrendered because of the force value she has shown.

And when the system that gave her all these reliance was gone, that kind of confidence that was going nowhere disappeared in an instant.When she spoke to Kuroro with a cold face just now, her state of mind was completely different from the past.

That difference is called in case.

The result is still useless without the system.

Shelley was a little depressed when she was lying in bed at night, and she couldn't sleep. After getting up in the middle of the night, she wandered around the prison—the only good thing about her was that she was not afraid of the dark, and she walked into the prison area under the reflection of the moonlight—the prison area was still lit at this time The comrades who worked overtime to extract confessions by torture nodded their heads when they saw the leader, and sat next to Shelley for a while, listening to the screams in their ears, and took out the mirror to look at their faces.

expressionless.

In the end, she circled around and reached the innermost part of the heavy prison area.There was an old man who laughed and said that he was very happy that Karachi died. Shelley remembered that his cell was No. 99.

Forgot the name but he was Karachi's ex.

"Old man."

Shelley stood at the door of the cell, looking at the half-asleep old man.

"Do you know how to leave Meteor Street?"

When the fat man got up early in the morning, he heard that Shelley was already in the office, so he hurried over, knocked on the door twice, and it took a while before he got the order to let him in.

"Pike is not needed today, and you tell her not to come in the future."

Shelley didn't lift her eyelids when she said this: "Also, fat man, do you want to be the warden?"

The fat man was so frightened that he almost didn't come up, his legs gave way and he knelt down.

It took Shelley a lot of effort to convince the fat man that he had no doubts about his intention to usurp the throne, and after the fat man cried bitterly and expressed his loyalty, he repeatedly responded and expressed his belief.

"Speaking of which, what is your ability to read, Fatty?"

"Uh..." The fat man wiped the corners of his eyes: "Let's escape."

He briefly explained that it was probably able to make him make the most appropriate choice at the most terrible time-this is more like an instinct than the ability to read.

"Did you foam at the mouth when I killed Karachi?"

A drop of sweat slid across the fat man's forehead: "No... no. It was true that time... I was so frightened that I was foaming at the mouth."

"..."

Shelley's eyes became a little contemptuous, and the fat man scratched his few hairs.

"It can't be helped. After all, no one thought at the time that Mr. Shelley, you can use Nian in prison..."

Shelley originally wanted to say that it was not reading, but what came out of his mouth was another sentence.

"Why can't you use it?"

"Master Shelley, don't you know?!" The fat man said in surprise: "The reason why the prison is a prison is because the geomagnetism here will offset the user's mind and no one can use it, so..."

Shelley's heart skipped a beat.

"No one else?"

"No one can do it except you."

Shelley pinched her chin, thought about it for a long time, and asked again.

"How do you usually use Pandora's fruit?"

"Refining and concentrating, use it when opening a chant." The fat man replied one by one: "After the fine pores are opened, the life energy leaks out, and the fruit of hope after refining can instantly withdraw the energy into the body, so as to keep it in case it cannot be controlled. It is the creator of its own thoughts. Also, it is colorless and odorless..."

"So, this thing is actually the best for those who have the ability to read."

The long and slender fingers tapped the solid wood table rhythmically, and the clicking sound seemed to be buckled into someone else's heart.The sun shines from behind the silver-haired woman, the fat man standing in front of the table can't see her expression clearly, but he can see her burning eyes in the shadows.

"Kier."

Some cold voice called his name solemnly, the fat man shivered and lowered his head.

"Tell me who Karachi wants to kill."

The fat man's lips trembled.

"Uh... Master Yisong is one of the elders, who strengthens the ability to link thoughts, and occupies the southeast corner of Meteor Street."

As if he said something outrageous, he added.

"It is the only safe passage leading to the outside world on Meteor Street."

Shelley felt his eyes light up.

"What good does killing Ethan do to Karachi?"

"This..." The fat man looked at the blue earrings on Shelley's ears: "Karachi loves money..."

Therefore, controlling the transportation hub can bring huge gray income.

"It's a good idea."

Shelley could probably guess Karachi's plan at the time, and it was probably to arrest her and extract a large amount of fruit without anyone noticing, which would be used to prepare for him to poison Esson later.only……

"Did Kurolo give Karachi this idea?"

The fat man looked at his immediate superior suspiciously, but saw her affirming his last second's question.

"Well, it's such a happy decision."

"Everything was planned by Kuroro."