Police Headquarters.

"Welcome? If you don't chop me, I'll be fine."

Hearing the words of the Nanfeng from Beiyuan.

Milou Kei replied with a smile, and then said:

"But I understand. Young people are just energetic. When I first met you, you seemed to be able to advance or retreat. I thought you were the calm type of boy, but I didn't expect that your liver fire was so strong."

"But I like you very much."

"Okay, just let it go, I'm dead."

Milou Kei hung up the phone after she finished her last sentence without waiting for Nihara Nanfeng to answer.

Take the phone in your ear.

Milou Kei shook her head with a smile, then pondered for a while, picked up her cell phone again, and called.

this time.

As soon as the phone was opened, the opposite side answered.

"Hello?"

"Long time no see." Milou Kei said hello.

The person with the head of the phone was silent for a moment: "It's really a long time no see. What advice does the police officer have this time?"

Milou Kei looked at the toilet door, made a seal in front of his nose, and then continued: "I dare not say anything to you, after all, you are my superiors, I will tell you something, you may be interested."

"...So you knew I was your leader. I thought about the last time I contacted me... Oh, two months ago, time flew so fast."

The person on the other end of the phone made a sarcasm in Sanlun Gui.

The three-wheeled gui said calmly:

"Then what do you think of me? Call me every day and chat with you? Have a drink together after get off work? Then tell everyone that I am an undercover agent of the Wild Dog Organization, and before going to bed, they shouted to you, "I am a Wild Dog"? Then why don't you come?"

“…”

The person on the other end of the phone was so terrified that he had nothing to say.

Milou Kei pulled the corner of her mouth and then said, "Okay, I'm going to tell you this time. If there is someone you may be interested."

"who?"

"He is a young clergyman. The god of his shrine has been eroded, but he is very stubborn and seems to be unwilling to give up his god of god and wants to fight against countermeasures.

I like that boy very much. If you have time to take a look, save him if there is any danger."

“Which shrine?”

"Small shrine."

"Then what are you kidding? Do you think I have a lot of time? Or do you think I am a great Bodhisattva who saves suffering? Everyone is worthy of my rescue..."

Milun Kei directly interrupted: "He can look directly at the gods."

The person on the other end of the phone immediately paused.

"……What's the meaning?"

...

Natsume family.

After Beiyuan Nanfeng hung up Sanluo Gui's phone, he put his phone aside and adjusted his posture slightly.

I sat and slept all night, and I was holding someone in my arms, so I felt very uncomfortable all over. Fortunately, my legs were straightened yesterday, otherwise Beiyuan Nanfeng would not dare to say what would happen to his leg that had been stabbed by him.

However, he moved.

Although the movement is light.

But Mio Natsume woke up.

When Mio Natsume woke up, she looked up at the south wind of the Northland.

Beiyuan Nanfeng lowered his head and looked at her.

Her eyes were red, a little swollen, and she looked very haggard.

Beiyuan Nanfeng raised his hand, held half of her soft face, stretched out his thumb to rub the corners of her eyes, and said, "Good morning, do you want to sleep for a while? If necessary, I'll get up and you can go to bed."

While talking.

Beiyuan Nanfeng let go of her waist and asked her to sit up.

"Actually, I really hope that it was a dream, brother-in-law."

Natsume Mio rubbed her face against his palm, and her eyes turned red again.

"I'm really sorry, I woke you up."

Beiyuan Nanfeng rubbed her face, said something not worthy of comfort, and got off the bed.

He really won't comfort people.

He always felt that in the face of drastic changes in life, the power of language is pale to some extent.

Just like that sentence.

People who have no personal experience are not qualified to say empathy.

When talking about his feelings for the old man, he certainly was not as good as Mio Natsume, so he felt that he was not qualified to say something comforting to others.

Only when she comes out of this kind of thing can she truly come out of it.

He just needs to protect her.

I saw the north wind getting out of bed in Beiyuan.

Mio Natsume also wiped her face, silently got out of bed, and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt.

The two left the room.

I went to the second floor first and looked at the old man.

The old man was still lying in the middle of the room, and it seemed that he was fine for the time being.

But the imperial coins and betting ropes on his body changed to a certain extent in just one night, and he wanted to be corrupted by something.

Yumi Arimiya didn't lie, this is indeed a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Of course, even if there is a way, it would be good. If it weren't for the Natsume family shrine that only worshipped the Imperial family, and if Kitahara Nanfeng had the ability to look directly at the gods, there might be no chance of treating the symptoms.

After watching grandpa.

Kitahara Nanfeng took Natsume Mio downstairs. The latter did not say a word throughout the whole process, pulling the hem of Kitahara Nanfeng's T-shirt, following behind him, like a beautiful puppet.

Beiyuan Nanfeng took her to the toilet, stopped, turned to look at her, and said softly:

"Go and wash and change your clothes, and you don't have to go to school, but you have to eat breakfast, so it's not a solution to keep following me."

Natsume Mio grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and looked up slightly at him.

"Don't worry, I'll still be there anyway."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pressed her head.

Then give up the position.

Natsume Mio was silent for a moment, slowly let go of the hem of his T-shirt and walked into the bathroom.

Beiyuan Nanfeng watched her in and then guarded the toilet door before leaving.

In fact, he can understand Mio Natsume's current mood very well.

He didn't hate Mio Natsume, who is now unscrupulous.

Because after all, Mio Natsume is only sixteen years old.

At this age, Beiyuan Nanfeng was not much better than her in his previous life.

If such a thing happens, the sixteen-year-old A Yue may be even worse than her.

On the other side.

Natsume Mio walked into the toilet and saw the Nanfeng of Kitahara who was guarding outside through the mirror. She was silent for a moment and turned her eyes to herself in the mirror.

People always know their shortcomings after something happens.

Only then can I realize that in fact, I am helpless in the face of some things.

It turns out that I can't do anything.

When his father passed away, Mio Natsume realized that he had even bumped into changing the light bulb.

It looks so relaxed.

The current situation is similar to "changing light bulbs", and I clearly feel that I am mature enough.

But in the end.
To be continued...