Two-dimensional System of Mischief

Not far away, while the girls exclaimed, Uzumaki Jindai once again performed 'magic'.

From the space, he took out a bottle of 100% juice and drank it leisurely.

The people who looked at the back of the Uzumaki Gods lost sight of the Uzumaki Gods in a flash.

'was that a dream just now? '

After Uzumaki left the scene, the relevant departments came to the scene in a short while.

But it wasn't a police car that came. The police car had already received an order from its superiors on the way.

This matter was not in their hands, so they turned a corner, and then slowly returned to the police station in resentment.

Those who came to the scene were four or five black cars with eagle parts carved on them.

They took over the matter after they heard that there was a supernatural event happening here.

And the party involved, the lady who was robbed, and everyone who Du witnessed everything, all the people who eat melons were invited back.

While the agents were separating and collecting evidence from everyone.

The detective in a black suit got out of the car, just like that.

Tilting his head and looking at it, it was embedded in the wall, the unlucky one who couldn't even pick it out.

Obviously, this unlucky guy is no longer needed, and he is bothering the hospital's strained resources.

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"You ask me what happened? Dude! Are you the CIA? Or the FBI?

You will never believe it, or you may not believe it, what just happened..."

A male detective with a relatively high hairline and a small notebook in his hand, ready to write down what came.

Looking at the expressionless 'victim' in front of him who looked excited and could barely speak.

"So~ now, can you tell me what just happened, lady?"

"Ah? Oh oh~ okay! You can't believe it. At that time, I thought that I was about to die, and it was God who saved me!"

God?

In the face of this lady's incoherent performance, write God's male detective in a small notebook.

Still behaved amiably, without any impatience or irritation.

"Yes, you didn't know at the time, how desperate I was, God must have heard my inner prayer!"

"So, can you tell me, what does this God look like in your mouth?"

Obviously, this male detective knows how to deal with such a situation.And after being stimulated, people who have some market for incoherent spirit.

"Of course, God is one, with blue hair, and a pair of blue eyes that are as clear as the vast starry sky."

blue hair?blue eyes?

Could it be aliens?

After writing down the characteristics of this God in a small notebook, he heard the lady in front of him.

"He hit the demon with just one kick."

One foot?

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked at the sunken wall.

In a small notebook, the male detective wrote down a person with a suspected power?

"Ma'am are you sure? God he only used one foot?"

"Yes, I'm sure it's in that spot, the embodiment of that villainous demon.

Just when he was preparing to have a romantic relationship, God appeared and took action, ending the devil and saving me who was lost~”

Following the position pointed by the woman, the male detective visually inspected it, so from God, kick that unlucky guy 10 meters away?

"So this God, other than blue hair and blue pupils, does he have any other distinctive features? For example, what does he look like? For example, figure? Face shape? Or skin color?"

"God? Oh damn, I can't even remember what God looks like! Damn me, I must have been too scared...

However, God's figure is not striking, he seems to be an Asian man.

It seems to be ordinary, but people can't forget the glorious image of God! "

Male detective: ...

Well, the male detective said, no matter what you say today, I will believe it.

In a small book, I wrote about mediocrity, and God suspected of being an Asian man?

"By the way, lady, you seem to be injured? Can I see your wound?"

According to the passers-by before, and they detected blood stains from the man's murder weapon.

And the puddle of blood on the ground doesn't mean it's gone.

Looking at it, the lady in front of me is like a normal person.