live with conscience

"Lin Lan, is it the same name as the famous mysterious painter?" Ku Luoluo looked at the half-finished starry night painting on Lin Lan's easel, and said something, "Could it be that you are also his fan?"

Lin Lan never had the ability to play tricks with others, so she had to answer honestly: "It's fine if you like to think so."

The eyes of the two sides met, and there was an inexplicably more "tacit understanding".

"Pfft..." The blond boy showed his baby face and smiled: "Leader, this is the first time I see you... We haven't finished our training yet, the great painter Lin Lan seems to know us?"

Lin Lan didn't miss the suspicion and thought in his eyes: "Just like you know the great painter Lin Lan, I also know the Phantom Troupe through some channels. I don't know if you want to ask me for something? Ask for a painting?"

That was probably the only thing she could get their attention about.

This kind of calm response, there is no fear or fear, and there is no joy to welcome.

The self-confident expression holding the paintbrush gave Kuroro a very familiar feeling, so he nodded towards the two boys, and said naturally: "Of course, I really hope that the mysterious soul painter will draw a picture for me. painting."

Lin Lan looked at the baby-faced boy who received the instruction and walked towards her car with a device and the boy covering his face, and subconsciously asked, "Are you alone? Or the entire Phantom Troupe? Is it a deal or a threat of hijacking?"

Kuroro became interested, opened the folding chair that Lin Lan had put aside, and motioned for Lin Lan to sit down as well: "Is there any difference between me alone and the Phantom Troupe? So what about the transaction, what about the hijacking."

With the "assistance" of two beauties with a hot figure and long hair, Lin Lan was pressed on her shoulders and sat opposite Kuroro. The paintbrush and the roasted chicken leg in her hand were all confiscated, feeling quite helpless.

Looking thoughtfully at the hot beauty, Lin Lan turned her head and met the interested eyes on the other side: "There is not much difference. For your kind of painting material, it is not only difficult to draw, but even more difficult to draw. !"

Kuroro revealed a modest smile at the right time: "Then to avoid embarrassing you, it's better to only draw me."

Lin Lan: "..."

The beauty with a hot figure behind her couldn't help but smile.

Kuroro was puzzled: "Paknotan?"

Lin Lan heard the beautiful woman with a hot body behind her say: "Captain, she said that drawing you alone is much more difficult than drawing the entire brigade!"

So fine!What a pity...

Paknotan did not say this sentence.

"Miss Lin Lan is different from what I imagined." Ku Luoluo smiled harmlessly: "You haven't answered me, the difference between trading and hijacking."

Wisely, he didn't ask why it was more difficult to paint him alone than the whole brigade.

"Actually, as far as you are concerned, there is no difference." Lin Lan looked at the location tracker in her RV, which was completely destroyed by those two people: "But I just hope that, when I come to your land, I can ask you to help check it. It’s just a matter, it’s my reward for helping you paint.”

"Deal." Kuroro was unexpectedly straightforward, and got up and made a gesture of invitation: "Then we will give you a lot of advice for the next year. Do you mind if we borrow your car?"

Lin Lan: Do I mind being useful?Didn't you occupy the driver's seat?

Surrounded by the three girls, Lin Lan very cooperatively got into the occupied caravan, watched the night scene that was rapidly retreating, and thought about how Uncle Jin and the others would be jumping tomorrow.

Lin Lan didn't make any resistance from the car to the car, and then to the airship. She simply regarded herself as a guest, eating and sleeping when she should, very cooperative.

From the original ordinary relationship between the kidnapper and the meat ticket, it has risen to a very familiar relationship between the kidnapper and the meat ticket.

The former needs to be careful not to be tortured, but the latter can chat about literary history together, or play with natural cosmetics.

In this regard, Lin Lan was very satisfied with her affinity.

As for the danger of life?

As long as she doesn't play too hard, with her status as a two-star hunter in the Hunter Association, the Phantom Troupe doesn't dare to do anything to her?

Until we came to the legendary Meteor Street - the periphery.

Although I have long known that this is a large garbage dump, I only know how uncomfortable it is when I am in it.

The sense of smell and the like can be closed, but Lin Lan, who cannot read, doubts whether she can pass through the high garbage mountain and enter the central area of ​​Meteor Street safely.

This plane, after Xiaoqing's communication and understanding, she even sealed the five spirit beads in the system space, did not bring them in, and could only be converted by practicing the original kung fu, the special ability of this plane, read.

To her, Feng Nian really sealed all cheating cheats.

One-wheeled skills, ordinary people, she can still kill dozens of them at once, but if she meets someone who can read, she will die.

However, Lin Lan soon no longer needed to worry.

The height of the line of sight decreased by tens of centimeters, and the angle changed by 47 octaves——she was hugged by the princess.

Falling into a firm embrace, Lin Lan was caught off guard.

"Hehe..." Kuroro laughed with an inexplicable tone near Lin Lan's forehead: "If Miss Lin Lan is afraid, you can actually hug me tightly."

Looking at Ku Luoluo whose hair was combed and fixed with pomade, revealing the diamond-shaped cross forehead lines on his forehead, Lin Lan pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile, resisting the urge to roll his eyes and complain.

It's unnecessary to hug, if you have the ability, you can remove the stick that is wrapped around your body, it's really hard to burn.

But it's better for her not to talk when she is under the roof.

"It's really interesting. Your status in the Hunter's Association is much higher than I imagined, Miss Lin Lan!" Ku Luoluo looked at the endless garbage mountain in front of him and felt something: "The princess was robbed by the dragon. There will always be many knights who will follow."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Lan also felt a lot of malicious eyes coming from the front, so she corrected modestly: "They are probably not knights who came to save the princess, but were sent by the vicious stepmother and queen to deliver poisonous apples. "

What I got was muffled laughter from above and around my head.

Lin Lan really didn't know, when did she offend someone who didn't know, and someone wanted to kill her?

Although she is a hunter of a privileged class, she is even more law-abiding than a good citizen. Almost all her income is used for charity, and she can also offend people. It is really wrong and innocent.

Ahem, this plane can't start a sect, it can only regain the charity industry.

The knight took out his mobile phone: "Then are we the knights protecting the princess now?"

Lin Lan: ...

Without giving Lin Lan a chance to complain, two men and three women surrounded Ku Luoluo and Lin Lan, and rushed towards the garbage mountain quickly.

All Lin Lan could do was to close her eyes and mouth.

There was no way, their speed of movement was too fast, and Feng Yannian, who was very "delicate", couldn't cope with this situation.He could only lean on Kuroro's chest and listen.

Don't think about it, this is not a bird depending on a person, it's just the forward inertia generated under the action of gravity when moving fast.

Fortunately, her hearing is not bad, and she can "hear" the process of the Phantom Troupe fighting with the people around them.

Those who can be labeled as A-level criminal gangs by the Hunter Association are indeed not simple people.

Obviously, almost none of these people are members of the combat department, but they can still deal with a large group of psychic interceptors with ease.

All the way forward without hindrance, until the sound of continuous bullets, the footsteps of a group of people, did not stop.

"Captain!" Several voices appeared and joined the battlefield.

"Franklin!"

Lin Lan opened her eyes and saw Xiao Di happily walking towards a big man who was shooting bullets through the hollows of his fingers.

After seeing the other members of the Phantom Troupe coming to meet them, the people around retreated quickly and rationally. A muscular and strong man threw a corpse with his bare hands, and was very dissatisfied: "Why did you run away, I didn't even warm up enough ...Hey, Captain, your new woman?"

Just as Lin Lan, who had just landed, wanted to refute, her eyes turned blank, and the forehead band on her forehead finally fell off, revealing the petal-like lines on her forehead that had already grown.

This is probably what the beautiful woman said. Under the cover of the forehead band, Lin Lan was only a beautiful girl at most, but after the forehead band fell off and the forehead lines leaked out, she immediately rose to the level of a temperamental beauty.

Not the temperamental beauties as consolation prizes say, but the stunning beauties who are sublimated to the point of being unforgettable by virtue of their temperament.

The others didn't know, anyway, Kuroro was staring at the forehead lines on Lin Lan's forehead, dumbfounded.

Lin Lan, who was standing still, subconsciously walked away from him and was nervously on guard.

Damn, why did you go crazy all of a sudden?

She was sure that at that moment, the head of the phantom brigade really wanted to kill her.

The other members of the brigade watched the interaction between the two, inexplicably.

Wo Jin couldn't see clearly, so he still gave Lin Lan an admiring look: "The head of the team always has a good eye."

other people:……

"Hmm..." Kuroro held his elbow with one hand and covered his mouth as if he was thinking about something: "Let's go back first, let's talk."

Lin Lan, who had lifted the alarm, really couldn't bear it this time. He looked at Kuroro who was going forward by himself with crazy eyes. He... he didn't deny it, and he didn't explain it!

These days, when talking about female topics, Paknotan, who barely has a "best friend" friendship, comforted: "When the leader thinks about something, it's like this, don't mind."

Lin Lan: ...

What can I mind? !

So he didn't explain anymore, just followed them and walked.

Fortunately, she has already passed the rubbish mountain area and entered the relatively normal interior with roads. It is not difficult for her to walk.

I walked all the way to a three-story one-story villa. Unexpectedly, this villa was quite complete... ahem, and tidy.

Don't blame Lin Lan, from the time she tried to establish a relationship with the brigade, she knew what kind of people the members who kidnapped her were, plus the combatants who came here seemed quite belligerent, she didn't think , How good the living environment of the Phantom Troupe will be.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, it was quite good.

She shouldn't have treated them with prejudice.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he was slapped in the face.

A long-haired girl with a devil figure, an angel face, and a long home dress came to welcome her with a smile: "Kurolo, you are back!"

That smile made people feel like a hundred flowers were blooming behind her.

Normal people will feel the warmth of home when they see it, and it is impossible to extricate themselves from falling into the family atmosphere she created.

Lin Lan didn't know what other people's reactions were. Anyway, her reaction when she saw this person was: ……………………………

Wocao, what new species is this? !

System: Warning, the target of the strategy, Chrollo Luxilu, has a favorability of -20, and now has a favorability of 30, and the relationship has changed from ordinary friends to irrelevant people. The host should adjust the strategy of the strategy in due course!

That's right, at first, Lin Lan thought she had met someone from the Black Lord God system again, but upon closer inspection, no, this is really just an ordinary wild traverser, but she seems to be bound by something strange She got rid of the danger of being wiped out at any time, and she can also rely on the things she bound to gain greater opportunities. Lin Lan sensed a lot of luck from her.

Although he was very impatient, Kuroro still greeted her with a smile: "Dali, I'm back. This is Lin Lan. I invite the famous painter who is going to paint for me."

Just as Lin Lan had been staring at her as soon as she entered the door, most of the girl named Dali's attention was focused on Lin Lan again: "Hello, I'm Dali, the current steward of the Phantom Troupe , you are welcome."

Even though her favorability has dropped, her complexion still hasn't changed. Either she is too scheming or she is used to it.

however--

System: Warning, the favorability of the target of the attack, Kurolo Luxilu -20, now the favorability is 10, the relationship has changed from an insignificant person to a passerby, please adjust the strategy of the strategy in due course!

Even though she was calm and entered Dali, her expression changed drastically.She couldn't help it, with tears in her eyes, and looked at Kuroro sadly.

Don't guess what the Phantom Troupe thinks, especially the leader's.

System: Warning, the favorability of the target of the attack, Kurolo Russil, is -10, and now the favorability is 0, and the relationship has changed from a passer-by to a garbage that is considered to be killed. !The scene is judged as dangerous, please pay attention to personal safety of the host!

Kuroro still had the same smile just now, and asked gently: "Dali, looking at me like this, do you have anything to tell me?"

Dali, who tried her best not to tremble: ...

Lin Lan, who was trying not to laugh: ...

"No, I'm sorry, lunch is almost ready, you sit down, you can eat soon, excuse me..."

Lin Lan admired Dali, the wild traveler who had been overwhelmed, but kept her expression unchanged and exited gracefully.

But when she sat down, facing the bewildering gaze of Kurolo Lucilu and the Phantom Troupe, she felt a lot of pressure.

Although he should just happen to be staring at the lines on her forehead in a daze or thinking, under normal circumstances, Lin Lan can still ignore or bear it.

But this kind of substantiveness was too strong, and it attracted members of the brigade who were preparing or not preparing to eat, and they all sat down and watched the two of them closely.

Under the condition that the power of thought was banned and there was no resistance, Lin Lan was very nervous and uncomfortable because of the attention of the person with the power of thought, like a little white rabbit being stared at by a group of ferocious beasts.

I had no choice but to: "Mr. Kurolo, is there anything wrong with my forehead lines?"

It deserves your attention.

Kuroro seemed to have just come back to his senses, but his gaze changed from the lines on his forehead to Lin Lan's whole person.

Lin Lan's body collapsed even tighter. She felt that her body, from skin to bone, had been dismantled and studied by the other party. That feeling really wanted to explode, okay?

"Hehehehehe..." Perhaps Lin Lan's reaction entertained Kuroro, he suddenly covered his eyes and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

Lin Lan really exploded, but when she wanted to escape, she was held down by Fei Tan who suddenly appeared behind her. She had no doubt that as long as she moved around, the people behind her would immediately finish her off.

The head of the Phantom Brigade is crazy, why did he laugh and cry suddenly!

At this moment, Lin Lan really regretted that she didn't even resist on the way to Meteor Street.

This fucking crazy person didn't go crazy until he got to his lair.

Kuroro lost control of his emotions, but in less than a minute, he returned to normal and signaled Feitan to let go.

Kuroro, who had regained his doglike appearance, smiled and asked, "Miss Lin Lan, your forehead lines are very special. May I ask, who painted them for you?"

Lin Lan was quite surprised by this question: "Mr. Kurolo..." Isn't your forehead painted like this like mine?They are all the same thing, but you still need to ask me!Damn you are not a woman, but you just drew a pattern on your forehead in the same way, do you need to ask questions and add hostility like we wore the same clothes on the same occasion!

If Lin Lan still had the power of thought at this time, she would definitely yell like this, but the reality is that she doesn't, so she can only take a deep breath and control her emotions: "If there is no accident, my forehead lines and your forehead lines , all come from the same pigment. The legendary art paradise, the kingdom of Abbey, has a kind of pigment that is only used for the royal family. Whenever a new royal family member is born, the closest relatives will paint it on the forehead of the newborn. The most beautiful pattern. The precious thing about this kind of paint is that it will never fade, and it can also grow up with the baby, which not only represents the eternal continuation of the kingdom of art paradise, but also represents the sincerity of the loved ones blessing of."

After a long period of foreshadowing, she finally calmed down her emotions. Lin Lan's tone returned to calm, and she gently stroked the forehead lines on her forehead, completely blending into the skin, and could not touch anything: "Art Paradise It is difficult to study the existence of the country, but this rare and rare pigment does exist. My parents are both painters. They run a gallery. This is when I was born a month ago. My mother helped me draw it."

Kurolo: ...

Lin Lan frowned. There was something wrong with the head of the Phantom Brigade at this moment. He seemed to be happy or sad, but in an instant, he became calm. He didn't know what was wrong with him at all!

Today, his violent emotions in a day are more than the sum of the time since he met him until now.

"Mr. Kuroro recognizes my forehead lines?" Looking at Kuroro who also had forehead lines, Lin Lan forcibly held back the terrible thoughts in her mind, but finally couldn't help but asked: "Can I Let me ask you a question, who painted your forehead lines for you?"

Kuroro just looked at Lin Lan like this, and when Lin Lan thought he couldn't speak, he said, "Just like you, my close relatives helped me draw it on the day of the full moon. One of them hoped to use black, and the other hoped I used blue, and finally compromised, and used a purple that compromised towards black."

Suddenly, Lin Lan found that her face shape and facial features seemed to overlap with the group leader to some extent: ...

No, I reject that unreliable idea in my head!

So...too...too...horrifying!

The group leader blew himself up to gossip about his life experience, which immediately attracted the attention of all the group members, but Kurolo quickly changed the subject: "When you came, you said that you wanted me to do something for you as your painting What is the reward?"

Although the topic changed too quickly, Lin Lan was still frightened into a cold sweat: "It's not a big deal. With the strength of the Phantom Troupe in Meteor Street, it must be easy to find out." Lan persisted and finished speaking: "My parents passed away suddenly and unexpectedly when I was three years old. The gallery was burned to ashes by a fire. Uncle Jin said that it was the enemy who came after me. The enemy came from Meteor Street..."

"You want revenge?" Kuroro suddenly interrupted.

Lin Lan paused for a moment, then shook her head: "No, there's no need. My uncle said that my enemy is dead, but he refused to reveal the details. That year, if my uncle hadn't arrived in time, we would have They will probably die together too, as a victim, I just want to know the detailed reason."

As the person who occupied her original body, Lin Lan felt that she had an obligation to find out the truth about her death, that's all.

Kuroro fell silent again, but the way he looked at Lin Lan changed, becoming very, very strange.

What made Lin Lan even more creepy was that the leader of the Phantom Brigade, who was suspected to be insane, left a voice: "Oh."

Then he turned around and went back to his room, leaving behind Lin Lan who kept thinking about it.

Damn, she really regrets...

huh huh...

She should listen to what Uncle Jin, the old doctor and the president said, and don't get too deep into some things.

No, what should be studied deeply still needs to be studied deeply.

It's just that you have to find the right person to ask.

This object must not be the head of the Phantom Brigade!

Over there, after Kuroro returned to the room, he didn't turn on the light, and found an empty place to lie down in a room full of books at random, with the back of his hands unconsciously covering the forehead lines, and his memory returned to 20 years ago—— —

He was taken by his mad father, and he left Meteor Street for the first time. His father, who rarely regained his senses, found a gallery purposefully, and said to him with a smile: "Kurolo, we found your mother, don't worry. , Father will take her back, people on Meteor Street will not refuse anything, but no one can take anything away from us, even she herself, whether she wants to or not, will not have a chance to escape. "

He remembered that at that time, holding the sleeping soft object, he found the exhibition hall full of blood.

At that time, he was very calm. As the son of the elder who once ruled the third district of Meteor Street, he was definitely a Meteor Street man. Compared with his seemingly calm father, who was actually crazy, he felt that using the soft sleeping object on his hand , Threatening the mother to go back is even more useful.

Apart from the mother and the sleeping soft object in the gallery, there was no third living person, including the father of the sleeping soft creature, who also had his eyes wide open and lay on the ground lifeless.

It should have been very smooth.

The mother looked nervously at the soft object in his hand, and finally agreed to go back to Meteor Street with their father and son.

It's just that he didn't think of it.

It is not only his father who is crazy, but also his mother.

When they relaxed their vigilance, the mother twisted hard on the soft object's neck.

This action irritated his father, and his remaining calmness disappeared, and he waved the lifeless soft creature from his mother's arms to the atrium of the gallery.

And the mother's chest has been penetrated by a paintbrush.

"Hehe... When you raped me, erased my memory, and gave birth to Kuroro in a daze, I should have known today. It's easy to betray you and leave you with nothing. I want my daughter to go to the shooting star I would rather let her go with me and my dear in a place like the street. I never belonged to you, nor did I belong to Meteor Street...cough cough...hahaha...a person like you deserves to have nothing!"

For many things, Kuroro thought that after so many years, he had already burned these memories cleanly, just like the fire he set off back then, but seeing the familiar forehead lines on Lin Lan's forehead Only then did he realize that, in fact, he hadn't forgotten everything.

Including the so-called mother, she ignored her father who died under a paintbrush with her from the beginning to the end, but at the last moment, with tears in her eyes, she kept mouthing to him: "I'm sorry..."

In the darkness, Kuroro said unconsciously: "Compared to? Heh... sorry!"