Soul Painter

Gao Fan, whose sanity value is currently only 65 because he has repeatedly painted mysterious minions of different great existences, is sitting in the car sent by the Sanzhu family to see him off. But he doesn't care.

The convoy drove past Qingliang Temple and walked for another ten minutes before arriving at the edge of the city of Kyoto.

The atmosphere in the car was already tense enough to explode.

Wu Haoxue pressed the folding alloy bow in his bag, ready to take it out to fight at any time, but in the end this tense emotion did not become a battle horn. After this car sent Gao Fan and Wu Haoxue to Kyoto City, they According to Wu Haoxue's request, they were put down.

"It's almost..." Wu Haoxue felt that it was almost going to become a bloody battle just now.

"He didn't dare." Gao Fan smiled.

"Teacher, why are you so confident?" Wu Haoxue asked, "Do you still have the means to control San Zhuxiong?"

"It's gone. I gave him all the paintings. I don't have any means. I rely on my self-confidence to judge that Sanzhuxiong dare not do anything to us." Gao Fan said seriously.

"...Thanks to your confidence, we are safe and sound." Wu Haoxue said that after spending only a few days with Gao Fan, this honest boy has been forced to learn how to complain, which shows how much pressure he is under.

"That's right, as long as we believe that he doesn't dare, he really doesn't dare." Gao Fan said seriously.

Maybe... Wu Haoxue thinks about the situation just now, like facing a blood-eating beast. We all know that as long as you are not timid and look directly at it, there is a high probability that it will not rush to bite you, but who is so tense? How about keeping yourself from being afraid?

At least Wu Haoxue can't do it, he will choose to fight, and Gao Fan without any support, when facing the Sanzhuxiong who is more terrifying than the blood-devouring beast, his mental stability is really amazing, or this kind of "stability" , is a kind of 'abnormal'.

...

It was evening.

Gao Fan and Wu Haoxue went to a restaurant called 'Late Night Canteen'.

I saw a typical Japanese-style shop.

It's what the operator said, where the investigator who responded to them is.

There are a few chairs next to the 'back' shaped table, without a separate booth, which looks very cramped. Wearing a chef's attire, you can still see that the burly male boss is preparing meals. When he heard the doorbell, he looked up. , And let Wu Haoxue see his face.

This is an uncle in his 40s, with an ordinary appearance, except for the scar on his face that attracts attention.

"It's not open yet." The boss pointed to the sign at the door, which said 'business hours: 24:00 to 6:00'.

"I am a shooter, and he is a painter." Wu Haoxue said to his boss.

The boss straightened up slowly, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and wiped his hands with his apron, "Welcome, I am C-level investigator 'Boss'."

...

"Your code name is 'Shooter'?" Gao Fan looked at Wu Haoxue, as if he saw an alien, "Where's your bronze holy clothes?"

"My name is Sagittarius, and I'm not Sagittarius Saint Seiya. Where did I get the bronze saint clothes?" Wu Haoxue responded helplessly.

"Boss, the name and business hours of your restaurant are the same as those in the TV series. Have you paid the copyright fee?" Gao Fan asked the boss again.

"The TV series is adapted from manga. The author of the manga, that guy named Abe Yero, always comes to me to collect materials. Once he gave me a lot of money, saying it was copyright fees. If you are talking about this , then I will confiscate it." The boss said while brushing the cup.

Heh~ Gao Fan, who is idle and has nothing to do, laughed everywhere, because his sanity value is low, so he didn't want to be idle, and was about to say something, the news broadcast on the TV hanging opposite the dining table in the shape of 'Hui' , attracted the attention of three people.

"...Our reporter, just two hours ago, the prime minister had signed the agreement to join the Siam-Russia Federation. From today, Dongying has officially become a member of the Siam-Russia Federation. We will realize all We will work hard for the mutual benefit and win-win situation of the country.”

Although Gao Fan and Wu Haoxue don't know Japanese, there are subtitles under this news. Generally speaking, if you know 5,000 Chinese, you can understand a little bit about Japan. With the boss's translation, you can understand everything .

The Prime Minister imprisoned the Emperor, and then signed the agreement to join the Siam-Russian Federation... It was two hours ago that Wu Haoxue received an urgent notification from the operator, so he said, "There has been a change in the political situation in Japan."

As for why the ambiguous Prime Minister suddenly fell to the Siam-Russian Federation, the reasons are very complicated and STK has not figured it out for a while, but in short, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, but it is impossible to leave for a while.

"At present, Dongying has temporarily suspended all international flights and routes, so if you want to leave Dongying, you must smuggle in now." The boss said, "I can arrange for you to smuggle to Sanhan or Annan, and then transfer back to New York from there, but still It will take a while, all the ports are currently in the hands of the army."

"How long will it take?" Wu Haoxue asked with a frown.

"It's hard to say, military control won't last forever. Once I have the chance, I will send you out immediately." The boss said, "But for now, you still have to hide for a few days."

Wu Haoxue looked at Gao Fan.

Gao Fan was staring at the clock on the wall, seemingly turning a deaf ear to the conversation between Wu Haoxue and the boss just now.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Haoxue asked.

"...Time." Gao Fan said in a daze.

"What happened to the time?" Wu Haoxue continued to ask.

"It's almost time." Gao Fan kept his eyes on the clock.

"When is the time coming?" Wu Haoxue continued to ask, he felt like he was serving an elderly patient with dementia.

"The time for Sanzhuxiong is coming soon," Gao Fan said.

...

San Zhuxiong is practicing sword skills in the dojo.

He was also a true disciple of a certain school.

Although there is no chance to fight in battle, as long as it is a healthy human male, there is no one who does not like the pleasure of slashing a sharp blade. Now he is bare-chested, holding a long knife, exhaling loudly, and chopping left in the dojo. Chop right and sweat like you haven't done in decades.

He is strong.

very powerful.

very……

Snapped!

Suddenly when he made a slashing movement, his feet became useless, and with a crisp sound, his whole body twisted and fell. Although it was very painful, at this moment, San Zhuxiong didn't realize it. He just stared in amazement at his feet that had grown old again, and the right foot showed a weird angle and was completely twisted off.

"Gao Fan!" San Zhuxiong roared.

...

"Eternal life is not painted like that." Gao Fan said, "It just looks like eternal life on the surface. To really paint eternal life, you must paint every inch of the target's soul on the painting, and then use soul dye to daub it carefully. Now, The soul isn't painted finely enough, and the paint isn't applied enough, so it's just a semblance."

"Then how long can you last like this?" Wu Haoxue asked.

"Legs and feet, a few hours, upper body and head, a few days." Gao Fan said.

"Then... what's the point of you painting San Zhuxiong?" Wu Haoxue frowned, "He won't get eternal life with you, so he will naturally turn to the Siam-Russian Federation for help."

"It's the meaning of occupying the latrine and not shitting, then locking the toilet door after going out, and attaching a bomb to the doorknob~" Gao Fan laughed.