Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

Boshang Takumu started to get busy early this morning.

Although he is still a high school student, on weekends and during holidays, he and his pet hamster will work hard to help his brother with the business of the surrounding studios—generally speaking, the network communication is handed over to the hamster, and he and his uncle and relatives help Do realistic logistics packaging business.As for the most important peripheral customization work, it is handed over to the brother Bo Shangjiang who has relevant personalities.

The enthusiastic young man boiled the milk and baked the bread familiarly, and added a golden fried poached egg on top, before he ran to the underground manual processing room with the large iron plate containing the food.

"Brother, good morning!" Energetic businessman Takumu kicked open the half-hidden door with his feet, and slipped in sideways.

Bo Shangjiang was also a serious-looking, taciturn young man. His face was pale and his figure was emaciated—one would think he was a sick man at first glance.

In fact... his legs were covered with a large tan towel, and he was only able to move in a wheelchair.

"Good morning, Takumu."

The blogger sitting in the wheelchair also kept staring at the morning news without looking back.

"How can you watch TV in the dark without turning on the lights? It's not good for your eyes."

The young man muttered, put down the plate and ran back to the door to turn on the light.

"Hmm." My brother replied absent-mindedly, still staring at the latest crime news and arrest warrants on the news.

In fact, Takumu has always respected his elder brother. Ever since his father died in an accidental disaster when he was 5 years old, and his mother chose to run away from home and never came back, he was born with disabled legs and supported him with his hands and personality. This dilapidated home—whether it is the current residence and studio, or his own tuition fees and various living expenses—is all supported by his elder brother.Although it is not so difficult to have the help of his uncle's family, he respects and loves his elder brother very much. This time he went to Tokyo Comic Con to do sales by himself and his uncle's cousin. I didn't go anywhere at home.

At this time, Takumu faintly felt that something was wrong. He raised his head and looked at the news on the TV together. The host inside was condemning these latest professional enemies in society with righteous words, announcing arrest warrants and rewards. Kim, while the vicious actions of these enemies are repeatedly played on the camera to remind the citizens of how dangerous they really are.

However, Hiroshi Takumu's expression changed when a shot that lasted only a few seconds passed by.

What did he realize.

"This is not the Tokyo Comic Con this time...brother? What did you see?"

"what."

Bo Shangjiang also squinted his eyes, the bright white light of the TV shone on his face, making him look extraordinarily calm.

"I can't get it wrong—I can't get it wrong when I make it myself."

He repeated it as if to convince himself.

"Then, what should we do now?" Boshang Takumu was very nervous, because he sold more than one or two peripheral products at the comic exhibition in those few days. After all, his cousin's ability is very suitable for logistics, so they brought them all at once. Three or four hundred peripheral products have passed... In other words, a new professional enemy has appeared among the buyers of the comic exhibition?Who is the one!

"Assassin Tomahawk, do you still remember that one?" Bo Shangjiang also explained to his brother as concisely as possible, "At 17 minutes and 26 seconds on the morning news today, the cloak of [Huanwu] was captured by the three-dimensional mobile device. A corner of the retainer lifts, and in a flash, the handle exposed on the belt—is the handle of the Assassin's tomahawk."

Although the news broadcasts are all short fragments that have been carefully edited, but it does not prevent the blogger from recognizing his own work at a glance across the screen.

For a senior model craftsman like him who often cooperates with major high-end hero equipment research institutes, every work is a "child"-how can a parent fail to recognize his child?

However, he saw his younger brother's face turning pale little by little.

"Anyone selected?" He asked flatly.

"...Hmm." Cold sweat dripped from Boshang Takumu's forehead, "Could she be a bad person?"

"Girl?" My brother was a little surprised, but still shook his head, "I don't know."

"Huh? But [Huanwu] has been wanted by the police as a C-rank..."

"How can things in this world be explained clearly with just one mouth. In life, everyone has their own standpoint. Don't we see too many things that are white and black, and black and white?" Bo Shangjiang also said calmly Replied, "You contact her immediately and ask her to meet me, because I am very interested in her personality."

"If she... the other party refuses."

"Just tell her, I will call the police immediately - for the police, having the purchase address and contact number is enough to find out all the real identities of a person."

"If she doesn't want to be caught so soon, she will come here."

At the same time, Shibukawa Yao was sitting on the billboard of the viaduct at least 50 meters above the ground, holding his laptop and eating chewing gum.

It is worth mentioning that a soft little Seimei is lying pitifully in the hood of the sports sweater behind her. Just a moment of earth-shaking urban jumping and flying made this old man in the Heian period feel what it means to be "fear of heights" "Emotions.

Now the girl is playing the agreed "hacking game" with Enoda.

Although Harada Shotaro, the bastard mayor, has been arrested and investigated, the follow-up matter of the Huajiuhui has not been completely resolved.There are at least three local gangs in Fukuoka who have taken a fancy to the market vacancy left by them. These two days, they have been tearing each other up like mad dogs, wanting to eat more benefits.

And the "rules of the game" that Enoda gave her are also very simple, that is, to collect relevant evidence through hacking methods, and see who can collect more deadly black materials within two days.

What a very boring dead kid.Shibukawa Yo thought, then happily carried the notebook and the hacker's mobile phone, put Seimei in his pocket, and drove out on the little sheep motorcycle he picked up.

Now, she's chewing Orbit cinnamon-flavored gum while staring at the heavily guarded gangland logistics transshipment base under the viaduct.

She took out the three-purpose drone for sea, land and air from the poke ball, and when she threw it down, the hacker's "eyes" landed straight down.

Shibukawa Yao picked and picked, and quickly picked a strong gangster who was relatively farther inside.

A white network signal line landed on him silently.

Use 4 botnets to start falsifying criminal evidence.

After the forgery is complete, gang lore orders are issued randomly.

The nearest mob vengeance agent will rush to execute this non-existent "traitor".

[Information: Naganaga Hoshino, Ikegami will be a senior gangster, Japanese]

[Gang lore: "I have found the person who betrayed you :)"]

[Resource: Botnet × 2]

Shibukawa Yao stared at the information displayed on the laptop screen, knowing that this person was doomed, he immediately looked away, and sighed softly: "Why do you all want to eat human blood buns like human trafficking?"

In fact, she has no grievances with this gangster from Chishanghui, but in order to collect more core information, she can only call gangsters from other gangs to muddy the water.

Just at this time, the phone rang.

"Borrow a dim street light at midnight to illuminate a pair of figures on the bumpy road..."

"Eh? Why call me at this time."

Shibukawa Yao glanced at [Teacher Yagi] on the note, and after thinking about it, he chose to answer.

"Hi, is this Yagi-sensei?"

"Yes, Shibukawa girl!" Mr. Yagi's weak and contradictory voice came from the phone, "I heard from the Green Valley boy that you haven't done morning exercises these days, so I want to ask if something happened. ?”

... This time I came to Fukuoka in a hurry, and the girl completely forgot to inform her fitness instructor and training partner.

Shibukawa Yao was silent for a few seconds with guilt, and lied quickly and skillfully: "Ah haha, Mr. Yagi like this, I was temporarily sent by the company to Fukuoka for a two-week business trip. Foreign exchange……"

"I see. The business is important, I can understand!"

Mr. Yagi, who was far away in Tokyo, accepted this explanation very simply. He glanced at his lover, Izuku Midoriya, who was eagerly leaning over to listen to the speakerphone, and continued to ask calmly, "I'll help you when you come back from a business trip." Make up for these two free close combat lessons."

"Hey, how embarrassing is that? But thank you in advance, Yagi-sensei."

The girl's giggling laughter came from the phone, but for some reason, it seemed that there was a lot of wind around.

When All Might finished the communication, he said to Izuku Midoriya, who was also relieved, "How about it, are you relieved now? The Shibukawa girl is just on a business trip, and there is nothing troublesome about it!"

Izuku Lvgu thanked the hard-working master with a smile: "Yes, I am relieved."

Maybe he thought too much, the sensitive and delicate boy always felt that the young lady said at the beginning that "you will pay a high price for being unkind"... It seems that there is still a very tricky follow-up.

Ahh, I can't help at all...

Fukuoka, under a certain viaduct in Hakata Ward.

Four or five black cars rushed over from the periphery of Chishanghui's base, and a group of men in black suits with guns and other weapons jumped out of the car, firing wildly at Chishanghui's base and sentry points indiscriminately.

"Which group are you from! Why are you attacking us?!"

"Huh? We are here to execute traitors, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

"Crazy you guys! You are provocative! Brothers, copy guys, block them!"

As for stirring up all these muddy waters, Shibukawa Yao sat on top of everyone, watched the chaotic fight of the people below, and silently turned on the recording function.

——Maybe relying on this video will make the stinky kid admit defeat hahaha!

At this moment, Qingming was lying under her hood, and she finally regained her strength.

"Hey, Seimei." Shibukawa Yao said suddenly, "Am I considered a villain?"

"Huh? I don't know. The times are changing, the world is changing, and the criteria for judging a person's quality will also change accordingly."

The figurine's answer was as cunning as ever, seemingly answering the question, but in fact there was no real content.

Shibukawa Yao pursed his lips, and was about to complain about something, when Seimei felt the back of his neck being gently touched twice with his warm little hands, as if rubbing the fur of a small animal.

"However," Qingming added with a smile, "no matter how the times change, kindness, sacrifice, responsibility, justice... the qualities of those who judge good will never change."

"It seems that I am not a good person in your eyes, Qingming."

"Haha, what does the boss think of himself?"

"..."

Why kick the ball back to her again?This is a fox who always speaks only half of what he talks about.

"Borrow a dim street light at midnight to illuminate a pair of figures on the bumpy road..."

At this moment, the phone rang again, relentlessly.

Seimei pulled her collar and looked over her shoulder, and found that it was [Unknown Call].

"Boss, your business is very busy today."

"I think so too. I guess it's a real estate agency."

Shibukawa Yao frowned and looked at the gangsters who were still firing at each other. Thinking about the distance, the guns could not be heard clearly on the phone, so he directly turned on the answering function.

"Hello, who is it?"

But when she heard clearly what the person on the other end of the phone said, her expression changed slightly.

"...Let me go to Kumamoto? Are you threatening me, Bosser?"