About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

Returning to the tent, he spoke again. "...Miller, don't be nervous, relax, I won't do anything to you."

"……Yes Yes."

Miller responded in a low voice, his red face looked like an extremely attractive red apple, which made people want to take a bite.

No. 2 coughed lightly. Fortunately, his thinking time was dozens of times longer than that of ordinary people, and he had plenty of time to absorb his diffuse thoughts.

He is not a lolicon, not a lolicon at all.

Even though the two little girls in the same tent are very cute, their fair skin is tinged with healthy red, as if they can be broken by blowing a bomb, and there are Wugou's bright and big eyes under the curved eyelashes.

The little girl seems to have grown her hair recently, and the smile at the corner of her mouth looks a little mature.

The slightly older girl also looked charming in the way she tidied up her hair that fell on her shoulders, and the thick clothes could hardly conceal her precocity.

No. 2's ability to maintain calm self-control in this one-hit kill scene for most lolicons is enough to show that he is not a lolicon.

Of course, the function of being a male is sound, but it has not been used on humans.

"Don't worry about what will happen to the protection you lost. In a person's life, luck and bad luck are conserved. Even if you have the protection of God, there are still many saintesses who have gone through trials..."

Although saintesses are only used as signal towers in the lower realm for the gods, the value of girls named saintesses cannot be measured by the protection of gods.

What has been achieved through untold hardships is a kind of spirit in people's hearts.

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, the luck you got because of God's protection and the bad luck you experienced as a holy girl will cancel each other out. After losing God's protection, you will not suffer much bad luck."

For example, the cases of accidental death are all saintesses over 40 years old, who have not experienced any hardships for so many years, and the accumulated bad luck exploded after the disappearance of God's protection, which led to such a result.

As the leader of the holy girl, this elementary school student has also experienced a lot of things. Fighting monsters and so on is definitely not a lucky thing for a little girl.

Seemingly understanding, Miller heaved a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, you won't die, I promise you." When he heard from the clown king that Miller was a saint, he was a little worried about this situation, and he also learned about it.

"Yes... Thank you very much." Miller's face became even more red.

After No. 2 made the promise, seeing Miller's peace of mind, Lin smiled and ran towards No. 2 again. "Brother Al~"

"What are you going to do again..."

No. 2 couldn't help but tap the little girl's head. Although he felt that the little girl should still look like a little girl, he was also very embarrassed by being acted like a spoiled child.

The soft hair unconsciously attracted his right hand to press on it, and gently stroked it.

"Wow, wow~Of course I want to say that being cheated by brother Al is so miserable. The murder of the saint was just an accident. We have been out for almost a month in order to find clues to the murderer from such an accident. I'm wasting my efforts, I feel stupid..."

Lin puffed her face and looked anxious. Of course, it might be because she wanted to act like a baby, but No. 2 couldn't judge such a thing.

If he had such an ability to read people's hearts, he should have been able to find some kind of girlfriend as early as in high school or junior high school.

Lin put her head against his palm, squinted her bright eyes, and let her soft black hair slide in his palm.

"It's all brother Al's fault, I feel like an idiot, hurry up and give me the case..."

This little detective is an addict, and he asked him for a case, which made No. 2 feel very embarrassed, where to look for any murder case, although the little one would encounter a case every few days.

But little incidents like that don't seem to fill her hunger...

Well, sure enough, it would be better for this little girl to live a normal life.

No. 2 comforted the emotional little girl. In the final analysis, it was the murder of the saint. Although there were many inside stories, the cause of death was accidental death caused by the outbreak of bad luck, which made an excellent detective unacceptable.

He promised several unequal conditions, such as being a subordinate of this little detective when he returns to City Z, eating a lot of delicious food, and going to an amusement park...

The previous one is barely regarded as a detective game, in short, it is generally in line with what a little girl of this age wants.

At this time, No. 2 noticed the sight of another little girl, that girl with a calm face, staring at him with a very disturbed look at this time, as if she was warning him.

"What's wrong, Miller?"

Number 2's hand was still stroking the tiny head lying on his lap. The personal camping tent was not high enough for him to stand up and walk around in the tent.

From just now, in order to deal with the "black hands" outside the tent who have always suspected that he is Lolicon, he simply sat cross-legged at the door, and as long as he pulled the zipper, he could poke his head out of the tent.

Lin was just lying on his side, with his head resting on his thigh, and the distance between him and Miller was more than one meter.

No. 2 couldn't understand why Miller stared at him like this, and seemed to be warning him.

The thick warning in Miller's eyes didn't disappear, rather it became stronger. "Mr. 2, Mr. 2... Are you a Lolicon?"

...Even if this elementary school student is spanked, no one should blame him.

No. 2 tilted his mouth and suppressed his anger. He didn't understand why he was so kind, and this elementary school student still wanted to feel sorry for him.

"Ah, ah, I'm sorry...I didn't mean that." Miller explained in a panic as if he noticed his emotional change.

"Brother Al, brother Al ~ Sister Miller didn't mean that, Sister Miller was worried that Brother Al was the kind of person who would do such and such nasty things to little girls."

Due to age, gender and other issues, Lin's father...that is, the police chief of City Z did not allow her to participate in such cases.

After all, it was for the physical and mental health of her daughter, and Lin obviously didn't know much about such an incident.

However, such a statement also made No. 2 very angry.

"Hehe, hehehe..."