Conan's Helping People

Hinata Rio didn't answer this question of "Do you like bite stoppers or ties" or "Do you like round sacks or square sacks".

He paused and asked back, "Are there many styles?"

Why do you have so many styles of this kind? Are you interested in it?

"It's not too much, it's a bit rushed to move. I only brought two boxes here," Belmode's face did not change, and he was a little regretful. "I didn't bring some styles that might suit your hobbies, I only brought some normal human styles."

It was originally prepared for those lucky people.

Those guys who were carefully selected either were not even code members or just became code members, and they had a high probability of becoming the confidant of the next leader. Life has gone forward for decades, so of course they are lucky.

Under normal circumstances, even very outstanding members of the organization will have normal review and recommendation periods. You must honestly follow various promotion steps, and there is another prerequisite for you to be clean.

Of course, most organizational members really don’t have any contact with the official organization. They just need to do various tasks if they want to advance. If they want to advance quickly, they must do various tasks well and do major tasks.

And those types of tasks are related to the bright world, and the executives will inevitably have some connection.

Therefore, they basically have to go through the review period and appropriate tests.

Belmode, who had just skipped this step, decided to make up for the troubles of this happiness from other places... Although she had never tasted the troubles of this happiness at the beginning, how could she grow without experiencing the troubles of this happiness?

Even the guy who can't even accept her happiness with a happy face, even if he gets through it later, he will be shot by the leader because he doesn't like to manage his expressions.

"...Thank you, but I am also a normal human being." Hinata was silent for a moment, and did not go into this topic about the other party's personal interests and hobbies.

"Is that so? Let's get it together." Belmode smiled, and she stood up, walked to the gentleman, leaned over and whispered a few times, then returned to normal volume, "I'll send you up, boss."

After a pause, she corrected herself, "Sir Father."

Hinata looked at her, got up, walked quickly to the elevator, and pressed the elevator open. He lowered his eyes and landed his eyes on the gentleman's legs. He asked politely and filially: "Does my father have the habit of massaging his legs? Let me give you a massage?"

#Although the task is urgent and important, I think it is more important to get along with you, press your legs for you, and relieve leg muscles than that very important task#

#And I think the task is very important, and it is also because it helps you solve your problems and contributes to the organization#

The point is: as long as you feel your legs are harder than gas tanks.

The gentleman shook his head and said with a very kind heart: "No need, you still have to do the task."

Because he was in a wheelchair, there was a significant height difference between Hinata Riki who was standing, so he could only hold Hinata Riki's hand and patted it, "You must be careful when doing tasks."

"Okay," Hinata nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Do you care about me?"

The elevator began to rise, Hinata squatted down halfway, holding the elderly man's hand, and he thought about what the filial child would look like.

Well... the library case is not good. He didn't see the murderer's eyes looking at the deceased and could not provide reference.

After pondering for a moment, Hinata gave up the 'perfect look at her father' with reasonable care and kindness, and chose the look that the fbi guy looked at him before. The other party thought they were related to blood, so the look he looked at must be the look he looked at his relatives, and the father was also a kind of relatives.

He raised his eyes and stared at the gentleman intently.

This feeling is actually a bit strange. I deliberately half-squatted down to let the other party look down at him, holding the other party's hand. The hand was warm and the skin on the hand was loose. When he held it, he could feel the other party's pulse.

The pulse has accelerated.

...No wonder the other party has the habit of listening to heartbeat.

The sound of heartbeat comes from a person's most private place, and only those who are particularly close to him can hear it. When listening to something that represents vitality and people with poor self-control will have an illusion that they can control the other person at any time. This illusion is indeed quite wonderful. As long as an ambitious human being, they will be obsessed with this feeling.

The gentleman's expression became more gentle. He touched his black hair with his other hand and said in a gentle voice: "I care about you very much. You are the child I have watched grow up with my own eyes. Don't be hurt, okay, Lily?"

The system prompt pops up: [Special task was detected.]

[…1

Mission requirements: Do not get hurt when performing the mission within three days.

Mission reward: 100 points/day.]

Hey, 100 points a day?

That generous and kind-hearted man, Mr. A, is back!

It seems that the other party has perfectly received his filial piety!

Hinata blinked.

The system then prompts:

[…2

Task requirements: Do not attack organization members when non-executing tasks within three days.

Mission reward: 100 points/time.]

Hyuga reasonable:?

The elevator rose to the second floor and issued a crisp reminder. Hinata Riki had to stand up, then let go of the gentleman's hand, and moved a little away to the side, allowing Belmode to push out in the wheelchair.

The system prompts again: [Task ‘Mr. A’s Care 2’ is completed once, 100 points.]

Hinata Riki Again:?

Generous and generous! Kind and kind person!

The weakness of normal humans is indeed blood ties. I just tried my best to convey the hypocritical blood ties with my eyes, and there was a little impatient feeling. That gentleman actually reacted like this!

Hinata made a reasonable decision to restrain his impatientness who was not very good at this kind of thing in the future. Otherwise, while feeling his care and filial piety, the gentleman would also feel his little impatientness and mistakenly think that he had murderous intentions.

...It doesn't seem to be too wrong.

He lags behind the wheelchair for two or three steps, followed the wheelchair out of the elevator, and couldn't help staring at the gentleman with his eyes.

The gentleman seemed not to notice his unblinking look of anticipation. He sat steadily in the wheelchair. Belmode pushed him into the study and did not continue to push it in. Instead, he pulled him directly to the door with his backhand and simply locked him and Hinata, who had a bright eyes, outside the door.

She smiled and said, "Go with me to get the instrument?"

Lianlian got good news. Hinata Riori did not move his steps as soon as possible, but instead was stuck in place with glue. He first continued to stare at the closed door, and then slowly moved his eyes to see Belmode.

Belmode's smile did not change. She was wearing black contact lenses in her eyes. If you observe carefully, you could see a little incongruity, and a little smile was brewing inside.

She stood there lightly, reached out to Hinata's reliably shoulder, took him to the other side of the room, and asked, "How do you plan to get there? Do you need me to drive you there? Or... forget it, I'll drive you there."

Hinata thought for a good idea, "The management of that institute must be very strict, right?"

"The Asimov Institute is located in the Science and Technology Triangle Park, and there are many research institutes nearby. The management is quite strict and you need a pass to enter and exit." Belmode replied.

Then it seems a bit difficult to get in. Entering from the ground requires a pass, entering from the sky, and entering from the security personnel needs to be wiped out.

Why don’t you drive directly into the building and go in from the middle?

Or if there is sufficient ammunition, you can actually enter without a pass.

"Do you need to bring your own weapons?" Hinata asked the key point.

If he can bring his own weapons, he can first knock on the doors of nearby neighbors, borrow things one by one, and then prepare to go there with plenty.

It won’t waste too much time. Just choose a few neighbors to visit. Anyway, the security of the Science and Technology Park must be very strong and will definitely bring your own weapons.

Is that the security's weapon? No, as long as the security has no objection, it is his weapon!

"It's not that I can't use a gun as long as I have to. Once the gun is used, it will be messy." Belmode shook his head and said, "I will pretend to visit my friend and take you in."

She pushed open her room door, a cunning smile appeared on her face, "Of course, you want to give me a face."

The time for a face refers to the time for changing another face.

Hinata understood reasonably, and he followed Belmode in while looking at the other person's face with his eyes.

Whether it is the nurse's face or the current face, it is vividly vivid on Belmode's face, and her smile can be vividly expressed, as if it is a real face.

This reminds Hinata Akira to have a monster that can paint skin.

It looks so real and natural, with almost no trace of makeup. What material does Belmode use to make this face?

If the disguise technology is so superb, can it be disguised as a lifelike normal human even if the face is gray and the muscles are rotten?

Until the time of the Science and Technology Triangle Park, Hinata Heiri was still thinking about this issue. He lay on the car window and looked at the blonde Belmode with a charming smile.

She clamped a business card with a kiss mark with her fingers and swayed casually in front of the guard's eyes, "I'm looking for someone."

Such a vague statement is that if the management of the Science and Technology Triangle Park is really strict, the guard should have a stern face and drive them out with a righteous word.

But the fact is that the doorman seemed to have lost his soul, only glanced at the business card when it was approaching his cheek, and stared straight at Belmode's smiling face at the rest.

The guard said in a daze: "Wen, Miss Wenyad!"

Belmo glanced at him and said carelessly: "Do you want an autograph?"

"Please, Miss Wenyad!" The guard immediately took out a small notebook and paper and handed it over, his eyes still staring at Belmode, "I grew up reading your works!"

Um?

The guard looks about thirty years old, and Belmode's face now also looks at at most thirty years old.

But is the real age of the owner of this face actually particularly old?

Hinata Riki, who was in the passenger seat, subconsciously turned his head to look at Belmode, and then carefully looked at the other person's face, confirming that this face was really in his thirties at most.

Belmode signed his name lightly and handed the notebook to the guard. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your love, but I can change it next time."

"Sorry, sorry, I just saw you on TV since I was in high school." The guard immediately explained, his eyes slightly shifting and fell on Hinata Riki in the passenger seat, "Is this...?"

"Hmm, brother." Belmode replied.

Hinata Reasonable: "."

He glanced at Belmode's now blonde outfit, and recalled his black hair and green eyes, without the obvious angular face of New Yorker, and fell into tactical silence.

"Brother?" The guard obviously didn't believe it. He looked at Hinata Rili many times and showed a meaningful expression, "Are you a newcomer to Hollywood? Miss Wenyad's eyes are amazing. He looks about the same age as your daughter, right?"

‘I saw you growing up since I was a child’, ‘Your brother is about the same age as your daughter’.

The guard's language skills were very good. Belmode was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. Seeing that the gate that blocked the vehicle in front had risen, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed over, leaving the rude guy behind.

"Is your face a big star?" Hinata asked rationally, and said politely, "If the institute finds someone sneaking in, it will definitely conduct a thorough investigation tomorrow, and the doorman will definitely have a deep impression of the big star he has 'seeing big since childhood'."

I will also have an impression of the younger brother of a big star.

"Don't worry, we all have absenteeism. When the institute was infiltrated, we were drinking coffee at my friend's place while discussing your plans at Haval Medical School." Belmode said meaningfully, "There will be a mountain of surveillance to prove it to us."

When driving through a dark area without lights, the car door opened for a moment, and a dark thing rolled out silently, without hindering the normal progress of the vehicle.

Belmode pressed the send button with one hand and sent it to other organization members participating in this task in a group.

【The action begins.】

It's New York time now, at 9:31 pm.

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At 10:01 in the evening, Amuro Toru sorted out the institute uniforms on his body as if nothing had happened and walked out.

The corridor outside is particularly bright. Walking on this corridor is like walking in a hall that is highly anticipated.

The interior of the Asimov Institute is larger than his expectations, and definitely more than most other people in the Science and Technology Triangle Park, because it not only has an above-ground institute, but also an underground institute.

This is the twelfth floor of the Above-Ground Research Institute.

If you want to enter the underground research institute, you can only go down from the exclusive elevator on the 13th floor.

It took Tomoto Amuro to several hours earlier than the task required by the task at 9 o'clock. He sneaked in as soon as he received the task from the Science and Technology Triangle Park. Then it took more than an hour to figure out the illegal research site of the institute.

...This is not Tokyo, it is New York, so that's all right.

He walked in the long corridor for a while. As soon as he finished walking the corridor and was about to turn, the bright light above his head suddenly flashed a few times.

Amuroto stopped and looked up.

The other people who acted had destroyed the power supply? Who is so reckless and not afraid of death?

The lights flashed five or six times quickly and then went out directly. The entire Asimov Institute seemed to wail and fell into darkness.

This corridor is close to the outside, with white metal walls on one side and transparent glass on the other.

Through the glass, Amuro found that other lights in the Technology Triangle Park were also beginning to go out one after another, like collapsed dominoes.

At the same time, a harsh alarm sounded, a bit like the rapid breathing lights and the beeping of the police car.

He stared at the black night view outside the window for a few seconds. Anmuro captured a shadow of something that suddenly appeared and slipped down from above. He subconsciously turned over and retreated, avoiding the sudden attack, and raising his hand at the same time.

There was a crisp and harsh sound of glass, and Amuro's arms blocked some of the glass fragments that were bouncing over. He raised his eyes from above his arm and looked at the beginning of the broken glass wall.

He saw the figure that had just slipped down. The other party was still in the air, and there was only a very simple white cloth strip tied around his waist, not as thick as a little finger. If you read that right, those white cloth strips should have come from the white uniform of the institute.

I also saw the look that the other party caught him instantly and looked at him.

Amid the sharp and sharp sound of glass fragments and splashes, he looked at the green eyes.

At one moment, he seemed to see Elena Miyano who was staring at him with a cold and ruthless heartbeat slowing down half a beat.

A piece of glass rubbed against his cheek, causing a trace of pain. Amuroto ignored the other splashed glass fragments and lowered his arm.

The alarm ringing was still ringing rapidly, and an accident occurred in the institute.

He said, "Sun, direction, reasonable?"

Why are you?

...No wonder we can kill the entire Technological Triangle Park's power system so simply and accurately.