Name: They're nice, but I don't want to be a villain Minotaur

"Hey Brother Xiao Lin,"

After the call was connected, Mr. Yamamoto asked worriedly: "Did something happen? Call me at this time."

"...You don't want to go to class?"

"Hey, I told the teacher that I needed to poop, so I got out. If anything happens, I'll be right over."

Lin Cun'an thought for a while:

"It's okay. Sorry for forgetting about class."

"Brother Xiaolin, what are you talking about?" Mr. Yamamoto said quickly: "I just happened to go to the toilet to play mobile games. Let me tell you about the new star..."

Lin Cun'an interrupted him: "Did that group of bad guys from a certain high school contact you before?"

"Ah."

Yamamoto's voice sounded secretly happy when he thought about this.In the past, he was at most the focus of a small group, but there must be at least a dozen such small groups in the class. He can be called a little person among the little people.But after Brother Xiao Lin's operation, the large group of bad guys obeyed his orders, and he became a rich man immediately. "I had them engage in a heated exchange of blows as a warning to others," he said.

"Very good." Lin Cun'an said. After a pause, he said, "Give me that guy's number. I'll tell him something."

"it is good!"

After Yamamoto finished speaking, he hesitated: "Brother Xiaolin, didn't I do something wrong?"

"It's okay." Lin Cun'an smiled.

He just didn't want to involve Mr. Yamamoto.

After all, he was the one who contacted those bad boys. If something happened to them, that person would definitely be the first person they contacted.

"Then I will continue Gan Xing..." Mr. Yamamoto has not finished speaking.

Lin Cun'an decisively hung up the phone.

Then click on the mobile phone number sent by Mr. Yamamoto.

The bad boy is really different from ordinary male high school students. The speed at which he answers the phone makes it obvious that he is not in class - Lin Cun'an thought for a moment, and then was shocked!

Your mother's fault is actually me!

"Oh hey! Which one!?" A familiar snapping voice sounded from the bad guy's side.

"It's me." Lin Cun'an said.

The bad guy quickly fell into silence, and then his tone instantly became tense: "Is it Brother Xiao Lin? What's wrong? We have already accepted the previous punishment. Do you want us to send the photos and videos of that time to you?"

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Ps, thank you for urging me to update. I am very happy that you like this book~~

But dude, I’m perfect at all times and I’m not even off. Why would someone say I’m going to have a tj?

There are a lot of things going on during May Day. Even though I’m very nervous, I still need to adjust the update time occasionally. Don’t be too hasty~~

The thing is like this. I went home and took a nap yesterday (around nine o'clock, I remember). I originally wanted to get up around one or two o'clock to update you, but on May [-]st, I was really too tired, so I woke up. It was almost [-] or [-] o'clock in the afternoon the next day when I came here. I was still a little dizzy after having lunch, so I went to the gym to refresh myself.Then I started to work officially, and I wrote an update before I finished it~~~In fact, I am diligent (self-awareness)~~But now I have to do other work after writing the update (sad)

And thank you to all the brothers and sisters who insisted on voting even though I didn’t update. I love you.

173. The legacy of our black friends (3k

"it is good."

Lin Cun'an did not refuse, but chose a way to establish his authority: "Also, I want you to help me investigate someone."

"Who?" The yellow-haired earring over there asked cautiously.

"The name is—"

"Wait a minute, Brother Xiao Lin." The yellow-haired earring shouted: "That one over there! Stop standing there and die! Open the memo on your phone. Let's get down to business!...Brother Xiao Lin, tell me."

"It's called Snake Tomb George. The snake of 'venomous snake', the grave of 'bones in the grave', the 'George' of 'George'." " Lin Cun'an said.

“That ‘George’? “The person recording on the other end didn’t quite understand.

"Golden Stupid!" said the yellow-haired earring: "That's George, the younger brother of "Peppa Turtle" -"

"Oh, oh. I understand, I understand." The person who recorded it nodded repeatedly.

Lin Cun'an was speechless for a while, you guys are a bit weird for this group of delinquents.

"Brother Xiao Lin, does that Snake Tomb George have any characteristics?" Huang-haired Earring asked.

"He has yellow hair, earrings, and a lip ring. He looks sinister. In short, he doesn't look like a good person." Lin Cun'an said.

The yellow-haired earring on the phone took a breath: "So similar?"

He is talking about himself, and the other me in the world belongs to him.

Lin Cunan thought for a while: "It's darker than you."

"Sure, what next? What will you do if you find out about him?" Huang-haired Earring asked.

Lin Cun'an thought for a while: "See him once, beat him once."

He originally wanted the yellow-haired earring to try to see if he could go straight into the hinterland and take out a series of information about Snake Tomb George, but wanting to complete such a precise operation might really test their IQ, so he chose to compare A safe, effective way that everyone can do.

"understand!"

You see, after the professional counterpart, the yellow-haired earring promised to be happy.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Cun'an smiled softly.

The delinquent boy went to Snakzuka George just for a test - that guy's danger index was much higher than Aihara Yamato or Togo, and it could even be said that he was not a "creature" at the same latitude.

Lin Cun'an must be prepared.

He crossed the fingers of his hands and then spread them apart, making a crackling sound from his finger bones.

play with him!

After the bell rang, Lin Cunan walked into the class.

Sure enough, Mr. Yamamoto was still squatting in the toilet and didn't come back.

However, a voice came to greet him, "Hey Xiaolin."

It's Ayumu Matsubara.

Since there hasn't been much communication recently, Lin Cun'an almost forgot that this person existed.

"Do you think this is the same police officer who came to our school before?" Matsubara Ayumu asked, holding up his mobile phone.

Lin Cun'an has no interest in the police or anything.

What's more, he was still thinking about how to ensure Yayoi's safety.

Yayoi's life is very simple, basically two points and one line.School where you work, and home where you live.

After something like this happens in the school, Lin Cun'an only needs to go to the branch office, or ask Sakura Miyajima to inform the people in the student union and committee, and ask them to post the news about "the thief entering the health room", and then send Snake Mound to the Once George's portrait is drawn and posted on the bulletin board, it is basically impossible for George to come to school and do evil again.

If you go home...

Although it was right opposite Lin Cun'an, he couldn't watch it all the time unless he lived in it directly.

If he acted tougher, Yayoi would definitely agree, but that would probably shock Aiyahiro's young mind, and he would have to discuss things with Aiguo... He was fine, but he was afraid of Aiwuhuang. I couldn't accept it for a while.

Why don't you think of a compromise?

While Lin Cun'an was thinking, he glanced at the screen of the mobile phone handed over by Matsubara Ayumu.

It's really that Detective America.

But what attracted Lin Cun'an even more was the title of the news.

"Shocked! The black man at Shigen Tea House actually did such an unsightly thing! Fortunately, he was stopped by the brave and fearless Tokyo Interpol!"

Then there was a cool photo of a young detective wearing sunglasses with pictures and facts.

There is also a text report below.

Generally speaking, a black man named "Mike" wanted to rape an elementary school girl. Fortunately, he was caught by a passing detective. In a completely useless way, the detective had no choice but to kill him.

The comments below are very positive.What,

"Showa manly style!"

"This is the benchmark for our Yamato nation!"

"Expel them without leaving a single one behind!"

Replies like ... can be found everywhere.

If he didn't know better, Lin Cun'an would also give this detective a thumbs up.

But he knew that Nigel was a Bakugan boy before he died. Not to mention being seriously injured, even if he was safe, there was nothing he could do to the elementary school girl.

Lin Cun'an clicked on the video.

Good guy, there are even coded interview videos of elementary school girls. Of course, the sound has also been processed and is quite electric.

She cries as soon as she faces the camera, she cries as soon as she faces the camera, and she can't say a word at all. It really makes me pity her... what a piece of shit.

This guy actually went out of his way to find an actor!

Simpler!Keep it simple in the way you speak!

Lin Cun'an looked at the proud young detective in the photo again and noticed his police badge.

Damn it, you deserve to be in the police force at 21.

"Black people, it's really terrible." Matsubara Ayumu said with lingering fear.

"Train well and strive to become melatonin in the future." Lin Cun'an patted Matsubara Ayumu on the shoulder.

"Okay!" Matsubara Ayumu nodded heavily.

For the safety of primary school girls!I want to have a good run!

Just when the recruiting man was feeling excited, Lin Cun'an was thinking about other things.

Mike is probably dead.

He had observed that Mike had not returned to the apartment during this period.

But I didn’t dare to be really sure until now.

Well... if you put it that way...

Lin Cun'an narrowed his eyes.

…………

After school, he skipped the kendo club activities.

Then he came to the resident next to his house "No. 404". Seeing that there was no one around, he took out a piece of steel wire and pressed "F", and then inserted it into the lock cylinder. With a burst of shaking, the door lock made a "crunching" cry. At the same time, it began to tremble slightly.

Lin Cun'an stabbed him a few more times.

The lock cylinder is open.

The door's defense level also plummeted, and it was completely opened to Lin Cun'an.

Lin Cun'an stepped into Mike's room easily.

He looked at the wire in his hand, and then looked back at the lock core of the door.

"...Grass." He quickly put away the wire.

There is a feeling of letting the tightrope hold the key...

The smell in the house was not pleasant.

There was a scent of dead fish and fox combined.

Due to the long period of closing the windows and the frequent rains some time ago, there are even some mildew spots on the corners of this dark, uninhabited room.

The trash in the room was not thrown away, and I didn't know if there were any insects.

But Lin Cun'an was not interested in any of this.

He tiptoed into the room.

It's not that they are afraid of being found out for clues of an intrusion later. In fact, the police in this world probably don't have such a keen sense of smell.The professional level of the criminal police here can probably be compared to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, which does not have Conan, but has hired Kogoro Mori as a consultant.