After getting the Death Note at the beginning, I became invincible

Sun Yue pulled out the small note, and the sharp knife was far away from the unconscious.

There was no other Grim Reaper in sight except for Ryuk watching the play.

A cool and uncomfortable feeling of climbing from the tailbone to the skull brushed the back, as if a beast was secretly waiting for an opportunity to pounce on the weak prey in front of it at any moment.

And so it is.

Sun Yue looked back and saw a slender and upright white Grim Reaper looking down on him.

At this moment, it was not difficult for Sun Yue to see through the other party's black eyes that there was a bit of displeasure and scrutiny in them.

"You, you're Amma, the god of death."

Sun Yue saw that it was Amma, the tension in his heart was almost gone, and what surged was joy, and it took a long time to find his voice:

"Amma, welcome to you."

Ama is like a medieval lady, with a casual elegance in her gestures, slightly bowing her eyebrows, which can be regarded as a response to Sun Yue's greetings.

Ryuk interjected, "I remember that Amma didn't go back to the Death Realm for fifty years, and all this time she was with this little ghost in the Human Realm?"

When Sun Yue heard this, he couldn't tell from the bottom of his heart that the shock was fake.

Fifty years is not a small number.

Amma replied to him: "Sort of it, it was his grandfather who had the Death Note before, and then he was seriously ill and transferred to him. "

Fifty years ago, there were earlier Death Notes that fell into the world, but there hasn't been much movement.

Amma himself understands human nature, does not have a strong sense of curiosity, does not like to play with humans like Ryuk, and has no objection to the old man Lu has been sealed in the box under the bed at home, until a serious illness The old man Lu called his young grandson to inherit the death note, and he was hospitalized for a long time due to physical decay to continue his life, and since then he has not heard anything outside the window.

"Lu Ming didn't write his name in the Death Note?" Sun Yue raised his own questions.

Amma walked past Sun Yue and sat on the edge of the booth where Lu Ming was lying, "How come, young people are all at the age of being willful, it's just that he has only written three names after inheriting the Death Note for so many years." "

Three names, which is really insignificant compared to other owners who have obtained Death Note.

Sun Yue felt that Ama deliberately looked at herself a few times when she said this, but she didn't feel any weakness, "Three names, three people have died in so many years?" "

For so many years, only three people have died, which shows that Lu Ming does not need a death note, but this increases the chance that he can get a death note from Lu Ming's hands.

Sun Yue squinted his eyes at the unconscious person, and began to analyze what kind of person Lu understood and what kind of weakness he had.

Money, without a doubt, must occupy the first place in Lu Ming's heart.

What about loved ones?

What other relatives do you have in the world?

Sun Yue held his right arm and elbow with his left hand, and his right index finger curled between his lips and nose, looking down to think about all the words Amma had just said.

From the analysis of Amma's words, Lu Ming still has a seriously ill grandfather alive, which can be regarded as a weakness of Lu Ming.

Secondly, judging from the fact that Lu Ming does not often use the Death Note, the three people whose names he can write down should have too ordinary bonds for Lu Ming, otherwise it will not be worth Lu Ming's hands.

Sun Yue thought for a long time and looked up: "Amma, will you tell me who the three people whose names are written down by Lu Ming?"

"I'm sorry, I don't remember much after a long time, maybe you should ask him yourself to find out." Amma shook her head to reject Sun Yue's curiosity.

Sun Yue expected that the god of death would not help other humans too much, and it was reasonable that he wanted to hold the mentality of trying in exchange for a bamboo basket to draw water.

When Lu Ming woke up, he found that he was the only one left in the entire box.

He barely managed to leave the box with his head propped up, stumbling to the back door of the nightclub.

When the manager saw the person wake up, he smiled from ear to ear, and his eyes glanced at the other party's legs, which couldn't even walk straight, "Do you need me to ask someone to send you back?"

"No, I don't."

Lu Ming is now thinking about what Sun Yue said at the booth at the time, "I thought your Grim Reaper would help you get my name", to the effect, I didn't expect that the other party was also the owner of the Death Note, so the time I stayed in the Cantonese restaurant before, did the other party already see through his identity?

The manager pretended to be profound, patted Lu Mingming's shoulder, and looked like a person who had come over: "Although some guests are indeed very heavy, but if you let her a few times, maybe you will be in my position next year."

"How many more times will I be able to live this place?" Lu Ming slapped the other party's hand on his shoulder, suppressing the disgust in his eyes.

The other party was clearly looking for the death note in his hand, and if it weren't for the sky-high contract on him, he would have left this ghost place where demons were dancing with firecrackers.

"Yes, why not?" The manager mysteriously leaned over to Lu Ming and whispered a few words in his ear, "That person will be our supreme VIP in the future, and you are afraid that you can't leave here after pleasing her?"

Lu Ming touched the blood left on the top of his head and showed it to the manager, "Work injury, remember to reimburse and mental damage."

"Oh, Cheng Cheng Cheng, you are the number one in the promotion!" The manager endured the bloody love in his heart, "Xiaolu, do a good job, your benefits are indispensable."

"By the way, what's her name?" Lu Ming suddenly asked.

The manager was stunned and looked strange: "Didn't you resist just now, why did you turn your head and ask the other party's name again?"

"It's not for everyone's future, you can't let me go in the next time I don't know anything about VIPs, right?"

Lu Ming shook his head and kept his head awake.

The manager had a look of overjoy, thinking that Lu Ming had figured it out.

"The man surnamed Wen is called... Ahem, Lady Civilization. "

Huh? What's Ming? "

Civilized and friendly civilization."

Lu understood that the name was like a fake name when he heard it, but he couldn't get any other answer from the manager if he asked again.

Back home, Lu Ming digs out the Death Note hidden in the dark compartment and tries to write down the word civilization.

Thirty seconds passed, and Lu Ming closed the Death Note on the table in frustration.

Tut.

It's been tricked, and it's useless to write a fake name into it!

How does the other party see his identity?

Now that you know who you are, why didn't you choose to do it to yourself?

And what happened to me after I fell unconscious in the box?

"Amma, what did she do after I fell unconscious?" Lu Ming got up and went to the bathroom to take off his contact lenses, and stared at the white Grim Reaper outside the door through the mirror.

Amma clasped her hands around her chest and leaned against the door frame: "She saw me." "

What?

Lu Ming looked back in astonishment, "Obviously I didn't bring any paper about the Death Note.

Amma didn't say anything, just stared at Lu quietly and understood the pair of dark jade-colored double pupils.

After a long while, Lu Ming touched the shallow scratch on his neck through the mirror.

"She threatened you?"

"Yes, understood. She just said she wanted to see me. "

Bang!"

Lu Mingming's fist slammed into the edge of the mirror, making a loud noise.

The mirror in the corner shattered into pieces, distorting the gloomy and aggressive face of the person in the mirror.