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

↑But if you have skills, you must also have corresponding professional ethics.

"So let's ask for advice..." Staff member A spread his hand towards Kurashiki Reina.

You have the core technology, we have the boss’s daughter…

"...Really." Kurashiki Reina brushed the hair on her shoulders and complained a little: "I'll follow you and take a look."

"Sorry to trouble you...Ms. Kurashiki." Staff member A said condescendingly.

Lin Cun'an scratched the back of his head.

He had several interviews with the photographer.Although he has a very poor evaluation of him, the so-called bullying and bullying can be used against him.

But the prerequisite for bullying is that he must please the strong.

The eldest lady, Reina Kurashiki, was obviously not something that the photographer could offend.

So the answer.

problem occurs.

He followed the three men.

...

...

Ps, it’s still 3k, please give me some monthly tickets, ugh.

384. Is the corpse talking?

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Boom, boom, boom"

Staff member A knocked on the door several times in succession.

"Mr. Photographer? Mr. Injection?"

He called a few times, but there was no response.

"Do you see...this?"

Staff member A looked at Rena Kurashiki helplessly.

Kurashiki Reina originally thought that all she had to do was follow them, support them, and watch them wake up the photographer.

Unexpectedly, the guy didn't even answer the door.

Still sleeping?Kurashiki Reina couldn't help but frown.

"...What do you want to do?"

But the door next to him opened, and Hidetoshi Hideya leaned against the door frame and complained.

I could see that Hidetoshi Habuta's sluggish, dark face was covered with a pale and weak color, his eyes were half-open, and there were still thick black circles under his eye sockets.

A state where the body has been hollowed out.

"Ugh..."

As he spoke, Hidetō Haiya subconsciously covered his mouth, feeling a strong sense of stomach acid.

But, no more.

Really not a drop.

He didn't know how many times he vomited last night. After he was carried into the room by the staff, he felt as if he was hugging the toilet when he fell asleep - when he was woken up, he was indeed hugging the toilet. He was holding the toilet and was stroking the plump toilet base very skillfully.

If you continue to vomit, you may vomit out all the bitter bile.

As a prodigal son of a bar, Hidetoshi Haiya experienced the value of the saying "drinking is harmful to the body" for the first time.

A hangover is followed by a headache, and someone wakes you up mercilessly in the midst of a headache. Even an ordinary person would get angry in this situation, let alone one with such a bad temper as Hidetoshi Haiya.

But after he spat out his irritable words, he felt a little regretful.

Because he met the cold gaze of Kurashiki Rena's emerald green eyes.

Although he had some unclear memories, Hidetoshi Hideya felt that after he drank too much last night, he probably should have... done some things that he shouldn't normally do.

"Ling, Lingna..." He smiled weakly.

Kurashiki Rena ignored him and continued to point her frowning eyebrows at the photographer's room.

"Brother Feng Ya, you're awake."

However, Lin Cun'an came to greet him with concern.Although hearing this bastard's concern would not make Hideya Hidemichi happy.

"Brother Feng Ya was really good at drinking last night. I admire him." Lin Cun'an raised his eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up.

"Ha, ha ha..." Bee Ya showed a smile on his face.

"But drinking too much alcohol is not good for your health. Brother Feng Ya, you should be more restrained next time." Lin Cun'an said earnestly.

Hidetoshi Hideya almost wanted to punch him in the face, which made his back hurt even when he was standing and talking. Who do you think asked me to drink so much!

"...Hey, Brother Feng Ya, does his stomach feel uncomfortable?" Lin Cun'an asked.

"Haha, not bad." Hideya Hidetoshi still smiled.

"Well, I once heard my aunt tell me about a Hawaiian folk remedy. Taking Cephalosporin alone after a hangover can effectively suppress stomach pain-" Lin Cun'an said.

Kurashiki Reina finally turned her eyes again and said: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, people will die."

After all, he was her boyfriend, and Kurashiki Rena was not evil enough to want him to die in a foreign land.

Hideya Hidetoshi's eyes lit up immediately.

It turns out that Renai still knows how to care about me, and there is no end in sight for him, so he still has a chance.

Lin Cun'an smiled heartily,

"Of course I'm joking. Isn't it common sense that cephalosporin cannot be paired with wine? How could Brother Haiya not know that? Kurashiki-kun, you are too baseless..."

When Lin Cun'an said this, he thought about it for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and immediately fell silent. "No...it's nothing, Brother Haiya. Kurashiki-san really cares about you. He even wants to tell you about common sense." After a pause, he changed his tone.

Hidetoshi Hōya's head was slightly numb due to alcohol. After listening to Lin Cun'an's words, he turned around a few times before he gradually understood.

Ringgit, this bitch looks down on my IQ!

However, this kind of thought could not be expressed, so Hidetaka just shook his eyebrows and did not say another word.

At the same time, the headache I felt when I first woke up was somewhat relieved.

Hidetoshi Hoya also began to realize what the group of people were standing at the door for.

Kurashiki Rena also thought at this time that it couldn't be as simple as staying in bed.

The screams of the staff and the sound of the bed could even wake up the hungover Hidetoshi Hideya. There was absolutely no way that this guy, the chief photographer, could still sleep peacefully.

She was already thinking of stranger outcomes.

"Hey, go call the hotel staff and ask them to get the key..." Kurashiki Reina ordered.

But before he finished giving instructions, Lin Cun'an took a step forward, grabbed the door handle, and twisted it.

Click, the door opened.

"Only after all inspections have been completed can we proceed to the next main line." Lin Cun'an said.

Kurashiki Reina gritted her teeth. She was so careless that such a simple thing was ignored by her.

The lights in the room were not turned off, and the sunlight had already entered through the window, creating a bright scene.

It is obviously very difficult to sleep peacefully in such an environment.

.........However, the main photographer was lying on the tatami sleeping lifelike.

Kurashiki Reina followed Lin Cun'an closely behind, and naturally saw this scene.

She immediately reached out her hand, twisted the hem of Lin Cun'an's clothes, and then hid behind the young man, only daring to stick her head out.

"Then, what is that?"

"...Well, it can't be ketchup, right?" Lin Cun'an said.

Kurashiki Reina was asking about the red liquid on the head of the main camera that had solidified.

There was a faint fishy smell in the air.

The air-conditioning was still seeping out, and it was turned on very low, which made people feel a chill on their backs.Kurashiki Rena's little hands clenched tighter.

"...How could this happen?" Kurashiki Rena asked, picking up the hem of Hayashimura's bathrobe: "Hey, what happened?"

Lin Cun'an turned around, looked at Kurashiki Rena who was timid in his eyes gently, and asked.

"Do you think I look like a fairy?"

"...?" Kurashiki Rena didn't understand why Hayashimura An asked this question, but the young man's watery eyes still made her subconsciously answer: "...It doesn't seem like it."

"Then how do I know?" Lin Cun'an continued to ask.

Then Reina Kurashiki realized that although Lin Muran's eyes were gentle, they were more caring for the mentally retarded than comforting and protecting girls of the same age.

"Although I'm not a god, you must be stupid." → Lin Cun'an's eyes read this.

hateful!

Kurashiki Reina cursed in her mind, and then she noticed that her palms were holding on to the other person's clothes, and she quickly shook it off. --hateful!At the same time, I added, this guy is really hateful.

"Call an ambulance."

Lin Cun'an couldn't give an answer, but he didn't panic at all. He gave instructions to the two staff members in an orderly manner: "Then you go to the hotel staff and ask them to call the police. By the way... forget it."

Lin Cun'an originally wanted them to ask if there was a big-headed primary school student wearing glasses living here.

The hot spring hotel murder incident belongs to yes.

But if it does, it will be more troublesome.

So Xiao Lin told Wei Zhongdao to change his mind.

"...Wait, wait a minute..."

Just as staff member A was dialing the number for an ambulance, and staff member B was about to contact the staff, the main cameraman who had been lying down suddenly made a sound.

"...Not dead?" Kurashiki Rena asked in a thirsty voice.

At the same time, he subconsciously grabbed the hem of Lin Cun'an's clothes again, and gradually got closer.

Lin Cun'an was stunned: "Is the corpse talking?"

385. Wake up

Your mother is the corpse!

If it were possible, the photographer would really like to use one sentence to criticize Lin Cun'an, who is still lying in a dead body even now.But it was impossible. His head hurt so much that he couldn't even notice the existence of his body except for this little consciousness.

It was as high as a concussion, and there was a tendency to bleed a little too much.

If the footsteps of these people hadn't made him wake up a little after opening the door, the photographer felt that he might have died here.

Life should not die.

he said to himself.

And in his little remaining consciousness, there was one thing that must be accomplished.

"Oh?"

He heard a familiar voice, and although he couldn't see clearly, he could feel "that person" squatting next to him, asking: "What happened? How did you become like this?"

Even in a half-dead state, the photographer recognized the owner of the voice at first sight.

Hideya Hideo.

And that's what he's desperately trying to accomplish.

"...I accidentally knocked on the ashtray myself. No, no need to call the police...it was an accident." The photographer who was lying on the ground said.

"what?"

Staff member B retracted his foot to rush out of the door and left the door in place. "...How could it be?" B was confused.