Conan's Helping People

Chapter 350: 329: Final elimination system

There were quite a lot of people in the private room, with more than twenty people. The first moment I entered, Miyano Akimi judged that they had come to the right place. There were indeed black guys in this private room who were suitable for helping the organization and joining the organization.

Because the door of the private room was open and someone glanced at him when he heard the sound, she looked at the inside of the private room and easily saw several people with their eyes lit up.

It is normal for women to light up their eyes. Even if a guy with clean and unfounded body just saw Hinata Rili, especially in a dim room, seeing Hinata Rili standing in the light, it is a normal psychological reaction to light up their eyes.

But among the guys whose eyes were lit, there were men, brackets, and men who were singing intimately with women.

It must be a criminal.

Miyano Akimi made such a judgment, took a step back, closed the door without looking back, and leaned himself against it.

Five minutes before entering the private room, the people in the private room were sitting and drinking or standing singing.

Five minutes after entering the private room, everyone in the private room was sitting.

Hinata Riki sat on the sofa, and the others were kneeling down on the ground honestly. Miyano Akimi sat on the sofa next to Hinata Riki, listening to the more intense music downstairs without saying a word.

The choice to decide not to do it on the stairs is the right one. Once you do it, the innocent floor will be hit hard.

The crowd 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 were even more exciting.

However, not everyone feels that the sound of a human body hitting the ground is provocative.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the staff knocked on the door and asked hesitantly: "Hello, is there something happening in the room?"

Hinata Riki looked at the door and then looked at the crowd.

Among the mushrooms sitting on the ground, there was a mushroom with a bruised nose and a swollen face in the first row. He tactfully replied to the staff outside the door, "It's okay!"

"I accidentally threw the cup to the ground just now!"

After answering, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled at Hinata with a reasonable and flattering smile, signaling: Look, I'm very sensible!

The staff outside the door hesitated for a moment and knocked on the door again, "If you need it, please contact us."

Leaving this sentence means that the bar noticed something was wrong, but it was particularly tactful and didn't care at all, and only asked perfunctorily.

Hinata Yori was very satisfied. He stared at the mushroom that was emerging, 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 kind of candy that is really sweet, but to the nickname of a certain drug.

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

The expression of the leader mushroom was frightened.

Hinata is reasonable and understandable.

It’s okay to mention other things, such as whether they abandon them at all or not, or whether they shouldn’t be offended, they can be negotiated, but once the things they provoke cross a certain line, the matter is not a matter of negotiation.

For example, some kind of drug.

It is definitely not easy to mess with the forces that can come for that kind of thing. Hinata Riki conjectures from the expression of the leader Mushroom that this guy probably thought so.

He crossed his hands together and waited patiently for a moment.

The expression of the leader mushroom is changing extremely, struggling and hesitating for a while, and it is a bit like a palette. It is eaten with the music that is still singing in the private room, which is quite matched.

His face was colorful for a while, and he led the Mushroom to stare at Hinata's hands that were reasonably crossed in front of his legs. He was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses and tried to struggle, "No, no."

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

sucker Punch.

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

However, if these guys really have a trading line, Gin may be interested in this line. Hinata remembers that when he was in New York, he had watched Gin get the overtime line.

The possibility of these guys having wires is very low, and there is only a 5% chance.

Leading Mushroom looked away from his gaze that could not help but look over again. He shook a few times, and then hurriedly denied: "We have nothing to do with this kind of line!"

OK.

Hinata moved his sight reasonably and looked at the coffee table in front of the sofa. The coffee table was filled with wine glasses and bottles, but a lucky person was thrown on the coffee table, so the coffee table has now become fragments of the floor, and the wine glasses and bottles of the floor have also become fragments of the floor.

The lucky guy is now sitting in the middle of the mushroom group, and his body is brighter than the leading mushroom. If he is in the wild, he will definitely be the kind of mushroom that is poisonous at first sight.

Originally, the wine in the wine glass and bottle was absorbed by the carpet, but now most of the carpets are wet and dark. In addition to the glass fragments, there are some lighters and cigarettes in the remains of the coffee table.

There are cigarette boxes, and there are cigarettes that are cut off at will after halfway.

Hinata Yori moved his nose again. He looked up at the leader Mushroom, raised his chin and signaled, "Pick up the cigarette box on the ground for me."

Leading Mushroom's face turned pale and crawled forward honestly for a while. He crawled through the glass fragments all over the floor, picked up a pretty complete cigarette box, and handed it to Hinata Yoriki with trembling.

The cigarette box was also wet, with broken wine residue and blood from the leading mushrooms.

So Hinata Hinata did not take it, but signaled again, "Open it."

Leading mushrooms open the cigarette box.

The cigarette in the cigarette box was very clean and dry, and it was not soaked with external liquid. Hinata picked out one and put it under her nose to smell it.

It smells like tobacco, it is very dry and not very pleasant, but it smells better than the lit cigarettes and is better than the ones who have just smoked it.

As he checked the cigarette with his nose, the leader Mushroom looked at him nervously.

He turned the cigarette around and bit the cigarette butt.

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

Hinata looked over reasonably.

The leader mushroom lowered again, and sat up obediently again, and his whole body shrank together in a sluggish manner, "No, nothing."

"Well," Hinata Hinata didn't ask. He recalled Ginji's actions of biting cigarettes and talking, and also biting cigarettes, trying to speak clearly and concisely, "Fire."

The listless Mushroom found a lighter from the ground again. He pressed it a few times, pressed the wet lighter out of the flame, and handed it to Hinata Sure.

The hand was shaking, and even the lighter was shaking, and the flames were shaking in an extremely unstable manner.

The flame was approaching the bottom of the smoke. Hinata drooped his eyes and looked at the particularly unstable trembling flame. When he was licking the smoke, he suddenly jumped and suddenly extinguished.

The leader Mushroom's hands shook even more violently.

"Do you even know how to light a cigarette?" Hinata asked calmly, "Or, do you know there is something wrong with this cigarette and don't dare to light it?"

Leading Mushroom: "!!!"

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

Then he pressed the lighter several times in a hurry, and finally pushed it out of the flames again. He quickly handed the cigarette that Hinata was biting reasonably, trying to ignite it quickly.

Before the flame touched the cigarette in his mouth, Hinata Riki reached out to hold the leader mushroom's hand, twisted it directly to the side, and grabbed the lighter.

Leading Mushroom subconsciously screamed in pain, then immediately closed her mouth, fell obediently along with the trend of her struggle, and lay at his feet.

In the first five minutes, this "leader" Mushroom was the first to come up to chat with him, and the first to be lucky enough to experience the "Emperor's New Ferris Wheel". He was directly thrown to the ground by Hinata and fell to the ground. Later, after Hinata dealt with some other thorns, he pressed the mute button to tremble the screaming voices in the entire box, and Hinata lay down again. Hinata simply gave him a few more troubles.

The next two times, the face hit the ground.

Now this guy is as obedient as a small dog that can wag its tail.

Hinata glanced at the guy coldly, and he withdrew his hand, took the cigarette down, and looked at the other guys who were as quiet as mushrooms, "Give you three seconds to lift your cigarette up."

The guys who were as quiet as mushrooms moved, but instead of raising smoke, they exchanged sight lines and moved their bodies with uneasyness, a low buzzing sound rang out.

"I only count three numbers," Hinata retracted his gaze. He raised the cigarette in his hand and looked at the lights, and did not give the guys any more sight. "If the three numbers are not handed over, but are searched later, then..."

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

The low buzzing sound increased, and someone hesitated to raise his hand, with a cigarette case and a lighter in his hand.

The guy who handed over the cigarette so easily either had no problems in the cigarette or was too timid and cherished his life.

"two."

The discussion became louder, and more people raised their hands. Some people hesitated to raise their hands and let them go in panic.

Hinata's tone did not change, and the rhythm of counting did not change. He turned the cigarette and said the last number calmly.

"one."

Then he looked down and went to see the crowd.

The buzzing discussion suddenly paused, as if the mute button was pressed again. Everyone was holding hands honestly. Some people had empty hands, but they were just too panic and expressed their willingness to cooperate with surrender. Some people had cigarette boxes and lighters, or one or two cigarettes in their hands.

They turned into mushrooms again, holding their hands and looking at the mushrooms.

Hinata stood up, and he swept the ground with his eyes, but couldn't find a complete bottle of wine that could be used as a weapon, so he raised his eyebrows and said "tsk".

Everyone staring at him noticed his gaze movement and his expression change, so he subconsciously shook a few times.

He stepped towards the crowd with his hands, and began to check the people with cigarettes in his hands from the first row.

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

The quirky mushroom was trembling at him, looking like he wanted to ask, "Am I sentenced to death?" Hinata Herily ignored this guy and walked towards the second guy with cigarettes in his hand. He opened half of the cigarette and sniffed it, "Go to the left side of the room."

The expressions of the first and second mushrooms are both wonderful: one on the left and the other on the right, so there must be a guy who is "sentenced to death" between these two?

As Hinata Mirisk passed a smokeless person and left the other person to stay where he was, the guy with a wonderful expression added another series: the middle system.

Miyano Akimi sat quietly on the sofa. She looked at Hinata Yoriki intently, watching him screening the crowd one by one with a cold face, and also to the crowd trembling without exception.

She realized something obvious: the whole room was terrified of Hinata's rationality.

They fear him, just as ordinary innocent people fear organizations and gin.

Her mood was a little subtle and her feelings were a little subtle.

The figure on the ground moved, and Miyano Akimi subconsciously restrained her inappropriate subtle emotions and looked at her side.

The leader Mushroom moved his face and looked at Hinata Riki intently. From Miyano Akimi's perspective, he could just see the complete face of this guy.

The colorful lights above the head illuminated the face that was pressed to the ground a little deformed, and also shone into the black eyes, reflecting the eyes a little shiny.

Leading Mushroom stared at Hinata's back almost admiringly.

When Hinata found out that a guy hid a cigarette and gave a knee-breaking blow, knocking one of the guy's white teeth away, his eyes and admiration reached its peak.

It looks like he is almost distorted and shouts, "Brother!".

Akimi Miyano: "…"

She corrected herself with difficulty: not just fear.

Compared to fear, some guys who are polite are more excited.

After checking one by one, Hinata stopped reasonably. He lit the crowd of people on the right that "no smoke" and the crowd on the left that "no smoke" and said happily: "Wait a minute, let's go with me."

The mushrooms were horrified again.

Hinata patiently comforted him, "Don't worry, I just need you to help with some things, and it won't kill you."

He paused and calmly repeated the facts, "But this matter requires keeping its mouth shut. I only believe in my own people."

"The waste that can't even be transported," he said, "is not a human."

Mushrooms: "…"

You just said you won’t be dead! Why did you turn around and threaten to kill me if you want to fish?

The mushrooms had no objection, as quiet as real mushrooms.

Leading Mushroom climbed up from the ground, staring at Hinata Riki's back, "Do you want to transport something to add?"

"A thing to add?" Hinata Riki lifted the white cigarette, and he turned it for a moment, easily denying it, "No, it's not such a dangerous thing, it's just some bombs."

Most of the mushrooms were relieved and couldn't help but feel glad: It's good that it's not dangerous, but fortunately, it's just some fried...

Fry, blow up/bomb???

"I just seemed to have promised you that I wouldn't take your life by myself? That's a bit bad." Hinata pondered for a moment, then turned his cigarette again, revealing a sudden expression, "There's a way."

"So, no matter your abilities, I will not deal with you."

He turned around and looked at the leader Mushroom, "I will only lock you up and release you after fifteen days. If I can survive, it doesn't matter."

"Fifteen days?" The leader mushroom repeated.

"Yes, fifteen days, and only the guy who counts down the efficiency is the last-place elimination system." Hinata gave a confirmation reply. He shook the cigarette in his hand and asked thoughtfully, "But once you touch this thing, you can't even bear it for five days, right? Of course, it's still tolerant in the early stage. Are you all the early stages?"

Leading mushrooms and mushrooms: "…"

Hinata is more considerate, "Don't worry, I will consider this. I will give you one or two 'cigarettes' on the tenth day of detention."

He thought about it and added, "I will also give food regularly."

"How is it, there is no consequence for counting down efficiency, right? Just survive fifteen days with sufficient food."

Leading Mushroom: "…"

Who cares about food at this time?

Isn’t it just to give them a few cigarettes on the tenth day, just to let them kill each other when they are sick?!

What can the patient do when the disease occurs? He can tear his companions!

I understand.

Countdown of efficiency = death from pain.

(End of this chapter)