Conan's Helping People

There were quite a lot of people in the box, more than 20 people. The moment they entered, Akemi Miyano judged that they had come to the right place. There were indeed black guys in this box who were suitable for helping and joining the organization.

Because when the door of the box opened and someone glanced over at the sound, she took a rough look inside the box and easily saw several guys whose eyes lit up.

It's normal for women's eyes to light up, even for a guy with a clean body and no gums, it's a normal psychological reaction to see Hinata standing in the light, especially in a dim room.

But there are also men, brackets, and women who are intimately attached to singing men in Guys with Lighting Eyes.

Definitely a criminal.

Miyano Akemi made a judgment like this, took a step back, closed the door without looking back, and leaned against the door by herself.

In the first 5 minutes of entering the box, the people in the box were either sitting and drinking, or standing and singing.

Five minutes after entering the box, all the people in the box were seated.

Ryo Hyuga sat on the sofa, and everyone else knelt and sat on the ground obediently. Akemi Miyano sat on the sofa next to Ryo Hyuga, listening to the more intense music downstairs while hesitating to speak.

Deciding not to move your hands on the stairs is the right choice, and if you do, innocent floors will be hit hard.

The people on the first floor below the box thought that the people upstairs were provoking them, so the music became more lively and the dancing movements became more violent.

But not everyone thought the sound of the body pounding heavily on the ground was provocative.

There were footsteps outside the door, the staff knocked on the door, and asked hesitantly: "Hello, is there anything going on in the room?"

Hyuga rationally looked towards the door after hearing the sound, and then looked sideways at the crowd.

Among the mushrooms sitting in rows on the ground, there was a mushroom with a bruised nose and a swollen face in the first row, which was a little taller. He raised his voice and answered the staff outside the door very wittily, "It's okay!"

"Just now I accidentally dropped the cup on the ground!"

After answering, he lowered his eyebrows and gave Hinata a reasonable and ingratiating smile, indicating: Look, I'm very sensible!

The staff outside the door hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door again, "You can contact us if necessary."

Leaving this sentence means that the bar has noticed something is wrong, but it is very sensible, and it doesn't care at all, and only asks perfunctorily.

Hyuga Ryo was very satisfied, he stared at the protruding mushroom, moved his nose again, and sniffed the dirty air, "Is there any 'sugar'?"

The leader Mushroom was stunned.

Of course, 'sugar' does not refer to the really sweet candy, but refers to another name for a certain drug.

The smell in the air was a bit subtle, and Hinata reasonably sniffed it out. He rested his elbows on his knees and repeated patiently, "Is there any 'sugar'?"

The leader Mogu's expression became terrified.

Hinata is reasonable and understandable.

It’s okay to mention other things, such as what is messed up and abandoned, what offends people who shouldn’t be offended, can be discussed, but once the things they offended cross a certain line, then the matter is not a matter of discussion .

Like a drug.

A force that can rush for that kind of thing must not be messed with. Hyuga reasonably guessed from the expression of the leader Mogu that this guy probably thinks so. …

He folded his hands and waited patiently for a moment.

The expression of the leader Mushroom is extremely changing, struggling for a while and hesitating for a while, and it is a bit like a palette. It matches the music that is still singing lingeringly in the box, and it matches well.

His face was colorful for a while, and the leader Mogu stared at Hinata Reasonable's hands crossed in front of his legs. He was lost in thought for a moment, then tried to struggle again when he regained consciousness, "No, no."

"We didn't bring...we don't touch this thing!"

sucker Punch.

Hinata said reasonably and patiently: "I didn't come for it, nor did I come for the trading line."

However, if these guys can really have a trading line, Gin is likely to be interested in this line. Hinata reasonably remembers listening to Gin's overtime line when he was in New York.

It is that the possibility that these guys have a wire in their hands is very low, only a 5% probability.

The leader, Mogu, looked away from the sight that he couldn't help but looked over again. He shook a few times, and then hastily denied: "We have nothing to do with this kind of thread!"

Fine.

Hinata moved his eyes reasonably and looked at the coffee table in front of the sofa. The coffee table was full of wine glasses and wine bottles. However, one lucky person was thrown on the coffee table, so the coffee table has now become a piece of debris, and the wine glasses and bottles have also turned into pieces. Became a piece of debris.

That lucky one is now sitting in the middle of the mushroom group, the color of his body is brighter than the leader mushroom, if it is in the wild, it is definitely the kind of mushroom that is poisonous at a glance.

The wine glasses and bottles had been absorbed by the carpet, and now most of the carpet is wet and dark. In addition to glass fragments, there are some lighters and cigarettes in the wreckage of the coffee table.

There are cigarette cases, and there are also half-smoked cigarettes that are randomly snuffed out.

Hinata rationally moved his nose again, he raised his eyes to look at the leader Mogu, and raised his chin again to signal, "Pick up the cigarette case on the ground for me."

The leader Mogu's face turned pale, and he crawled forward obediently for a while. He crawled through the shards of glass on the ground, picked up a fairly complete cigarette case, and handed it to Hyuga Ryoshi tremblingly.

The cigarette case was also wet, with remnants of spilled wine and the blood of the leader.

So Hinata rationally didn't take it, but gestured again, "Open it."

The leader Mogu opened the cigarette case.

The cigarettes in the cigarette case were very clean and dry, not soaked by the external liquid, so Hinata reasonably picked one out, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

It smelled of tobacco, very dry and not very pleasant, but it smelled good compared to the smoke, better than the smell of someone who has just smoked.

The leader Mogu watched him nervously as he examined the cigarette with his nose.

He twirled the cigarette around and bit the end.

"!" The leader mushroom was so frightened that he jumped up subconsciously, and the part below his knees straightened up, "It...!"

Hinata looked at it reasonably.

The leader Mogu lowered himself down again, knelt and sat up obediently again, and shrunk together listlessly, "No, it's nothing."

"Well," Hinata didn't ask rationally, he recalled Gin's movement of biting a cigarette and speaking, and he also bit the cigarette, trying to speak clearly and concisely, "Fire."...

The sluggish Mogu found another lighter from the ground, and he pressed it a few times to ignite the wet lighter, then tremblingly handed it to Hinata.

That hand was shaking, even the lighter was shaking, and the flame was shaking in an especially unstable manner.

The flame was close to the bottom of the smoke, and Hinata rationally looked down at the trembling flame that was particularly unstable, and when it was licking the smoke, it flickered and jumped, and then went out suddenly.

The leader's hands trembled even more violently.

"Can't you even light a cigarette?" Hinata asked reasonably calmly, "Or, you know there is something wrong with this cigarette, so you dare not light it?"

The leader Mo Gu: "!
"

He shook his head in horror, "No! Sorry, please give me another chance!"

Then anxiously pressed the lighter several times in a row, and finally pressed it out of the flame again, and quickly handed it to the cigarette Hinata was biting rationally, trying to light it up quickly.

Before the flames touched the cigarette in his mouth, Hinata reached out to hold the hand of the leader Mogu, and twisted it to the side, taking the lighter.

The leader Mogu subconsciously let out a cry of pain, then immediately shut his mouth, obediently followed the trend of his own struggle and fell to the ground, lying at his feet.

In the first 5 minutes, this 'leader' Mogu was the first to strike up a conversation, and also the first lucky one to experience the 'Emperor's New Ferris Wheel'. Later, Hinata rationally dealt with some other thorns, and after pressing the mute button to shake the screams of the entire box, the leader Mogu lay down unsteadily again, and Hinata rationally gave him two more slaps .

The last two hits were on the face.

Now this guy is as well-behaved as a small dog that can only wag its tail.

Hinata gave this guy a cold glance. He withdrew his hand, took down the cigarette, and looked at the other quiet guys, "I'll give you three seconds to raise your cigarette."

The guys who were as quiet as a mushroom moved, but instead of raising a cigarette, they exchanged glances and moved their bodies restlessly, and there was a low buzzing sound.

"I only count to three," Hinata retracted his gaze rationally, he raised the cigarette in his hand, looked at the light, and didn't give those guys any more attention, "If you don't hand in the three numbers, But it was found out later, then..."

He paused, turned the cigarette in his hand, did not say what the consequences would be, but began to count lightly, "Three."

The low humming sound intensified, and someone raised his hand hesitantly, with a cigarette case and a lighter in his hand.

The guy who handed over the cigarette so easily, either there is nothing wrong with the cigarette, or he is too timid to save his life.

"two."

The discussion became louder, and more people raised their hands. Some people raised their hands hesitantly, but put them down in panic.

Hinata's reasonable tone didn't change, and the rhythm of counting didn't change. He twirled the cigarette again, and said the last number calmly.

"one."

Then he bowed his head and looked at the crowd.

The buzzing discussion suddenly stopped, as if the mute button was pressed again, everyone raised their hands obediently, some people's hands were empty, and the raised hands were just too flustered and to express their willingness to cooperate and surrender Attitude, some people have cigarette cases and lighters in their hands, or one or two scattered cigarettes. …

They became Mushrooms again, raising their hands and eyes eagerly looking at the Mushrooms coming.

Hinata stood up rationally. He scanned the ground with his eyes, but he raised his eyebrows and gave a 'tsk' when he didn't find a complete wine bottle that could be used as a weapon.

All the people staring at him noticed the movement of his gaze and the change of expression, so they subconsciously trembled a few times.

He walked towards the crowd with their hands raised, starting from the first row to check the people with cigarettes in their hands.

The first guy was a man with weird hair, with a cigarette case and a lighter in his hand. Hyuga rationally opened the cigarette case and smelled it, "Go to the right side of the room."

The eccentric Mogu looked at him tremblingly, looking like he wanted to ask 'Am I sentenced to death? ’, Hinata ignored this guy rationally, and went to the second guy with a cigarette in his hand. He opened half a pack of cigarettes and sniffed, "Go to the left side of the room."

The expressions of the first mushroom and the second mushroom are wonderful: one is on the left side and the other is on the right side, so there must be a guy who is "sentenced to death" between these two?
As Hinata reasonably skipped over a non-smoking person and let him stay where he was, the guy with a wonderful expression added another category: the middle category.

Miyano Akemi sat quietly on the sofa, she stared at Hyuga Reasoni, watched him sift through the crowd one by one with a cold face, and also looked at the trembling crowd without exception.

She realized something that couldn't have been more obvious: the fear in the room was becoming more reasonable.

They feared him as ordinary innocent people feared the organization and feared gin.

Her mood is a little delicate, and her feelings are also a little subtle.

The figure on the ground moved, Miyano Akemi subconsciously restrained her untimely subtle emotions, and looked sideways.

The leader Mushroom moved his face alone, and looked at Hinata Riri intently, and he could just see the guy's complete face from Miyano Akemi's angle.

The colorful lights above the head made the face lying sideways on the ground somewhat deformed, and also shone into the pair of black eyes, making the reflection of the eyes sparkling.

The leader Mogu stared at Hinata Ryo's back almost adoringly.

When Hinata reasonably discovered that a guy had hidden extra cigarettes, and gave a neat knee attack, knocking one of the guy's white teeth away, the sparkling eyes and admiration reached their peak.

Looks like it's close to twisting your face and yelling 'Brother! ' up.

Miyano Akemi: "..."

She corrected herself with difficulty: not just fear.

Compared with fear, some guys who are strong in Mu still have more excitement.

After checking one by one, Hinata stopped reasonably, and he clicked on the group of people with 'no problem with smoking' on the right, and the group of people with 'problem with smoking' on the left, and said cheerfully: "Wait a minute, you guys come with me. "

The mushrooms panicked again.

Hinata reasonably and patiently reassured, "Don't worry, I just need your help to carry some things, and I won't kill you."

He paused, and calmly repeated the facts, "But this matter needs to be kept secret, I only trust my own people."

"A waste that can't even carry things well," he said, "it's not a human being."

Mushrooms: "..."...

You just said you wouldn't die!Why did you turn around and threaten to kill him if you caught fish? !
They have no opinion, as quiet as real ones.

The leader Mogu got up from the ground, he stared at Hyuga Reasonable's back, "Are you going to transport additional materials?"

"Additional stuff?" Hinata reasonably raised the white cigarette, turned it around, and easily denied it, "No, it's not such a dangerous thing, it's just some bombs."

Most of the mushrooms breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts: it's good that it's not dangerous, it's okay, it's just some fried...

Bomb, bomb/bomb? ? ?
"I seem to have promised you just now that I won't kill you myself? That's a bit bad." Hyuga rationally pondered for a while, and he turned the cigarette again, showing a dazed expression, "There is a way."

"Well, no matter what your abilities are, I will not deal with you."

He turned around and looked at the leader Mo Gu, "I will only lock you up for fifteen days and then release them. If you survive, it doesn't matter if you are released."

"Fifteen days?" the leader Mushroom repeated.

"Yes, fifteen days, and only the guy with the lowest efficiency is the last elimination system." Hinata reasonably gave a confirmation reply, he shook the cigarette in his hand, and asked thoughtfully, "But once you touch After eating this thing, you can’t even bear it for five days? Of course, it’s still tolerable in the early stage, are you all in the early stage?”

The leader and the mushrooms: "..."

Ryo Hyuga was more considerate, "Don't worry, I will take this into consideration, and I will give you one or two 'cigarettes' on the tenth day of detention."

He thought for a while and added, "We will also give food regularly."

"How about it? There's no consequence if the efficiency is inversely low, right? As long as there is enough food to survive fifteen days."

The leader Mo Gu: "..."

Who cares about food at a time like this!
Just give them a few cigarettes on the tenth day, isn't it blatantly letting them kill each other when they get sick? !

What can patients do when they are sick?Nosheng tore up his companions!

understood.

Reciprocal efficiency = painful death.