Conan: The worse I get, the stronger I get

Astound!!! The first female bodyguard killed in just 0.2 seconds

!! One dozen and twenty, how strong is the first female bodyguard?

Astound!!! Astound.......... The emperor was assassinated under the protection of the first female bodyguard!!

"After half a month, the murderer is still at large, the police..."

"This gentleman, the plane is about to take off, for safety, please fasten your seat belt."

On the plane, Qin Feng looked at the middle two headline in the newspaper expressionlessly.

At this time, a beautiful flight attendant came over and reminded softly.

"Are you from Xia Country?"

Qin Feng raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Sir misunderstood, I am Japanese."

"Yes, your Xia language is good."

"You said it's funny, what I just said is obviously Japanese."

"Japanese?"

Qin Feng blinked and looked down at the newspaper in his hand.

Suddenly, I found that the newspaper was densely packed with Japanese

However, he doesn't understand Japanese at all, why can he understand it?

Qin Feng immediately showed a serious expression and asked the flight attendant, "Are you sure I speak Japanese?"

"Of course, sir."

The flight attendant had a sweet smile on her face, but the next moment, the smile immediately froze on her face.

"What does Ya Shu butterfly mean, Japanese or Daxia?"

"

Sir, the plane is about to take off, please fasten your seat belt."

The corner of the flight attendant's eyes twitched, and she was reminded to turn away.

Qin Feng did not continue to ask, but instead lay on the chair with a solemn expression.

Sure enough, his condition worsened again, and even his language system was affected.

Ay!

Covering his messy head, Qin Feng couldn't help sighing.

It is not that he did not doubt whether he had awakened some superpowers, but the hallucinations and the feeling of time and space disorder were the same as the doctor said.

Coupled with the inexplicable whispers in his mind from time to time, he had to accept the fact that he was about to die.

After all, he was the emperor who assassinated him yesterday, and the newspaper said that more than half a month had passed.

What kind of superpower is this?

Time Disappearance?

Second personality?

It can't be that the world is sick, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Feng turned his head to look at the short-haired woman on his right, she was wearing a light blue small suit, her figure was slim, and her short hair looked extremely competent.

If it weren't for the indelible sadness on his face, he would be a heroic female general.

Qin Feng poked the other party's arm and revealed a sunny smile: "Trouble asking, do you know when the emperor was assassinated?"

"The first of the month."

The sassy woman opened her slightly red eyes, obviously she had just cried before, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Sure enough.......

Qin Feng's heart couldn't help but sink, and he continued to ask, "How long has it been since today?" "

Half a month."

"So what time is it?"

"Number sixteen."

"What about yesterday?"

"Number one."

The woman did not have the slightest impatience and answered the question mechanically.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was a little overwhelmed.

The other party obviously encountered something sad, and he still bothered her like this.

After saying thanks, Qin Feng stopped talking, took out a thin mini photo album from his pocket, turned to the last page, and only stopped.

If anyone sees it, they will find that it is the assassinated emperor.

Qin Feng looked at the photo, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously turned up.

Take out a red oil pen and draw a big red cross on it.

Only then did I close it satisfied.

"Hey, uncle, you dropped something, return it to you."

Qin Feng patted the arm of an old man on the left and politely stuffed the photo album into the other party's hand.

The moment the other party opened his eyes, a cold light flickered.

A silver needle instantly pierced the old man's neck, and then quickly withdrew it.

"Drink... Drink..." The

old man's face suddenly became extremely hideous, and he wanted to struggle and roar, and Qin Feng instantly covered his mouth.

Only faint unsyllables come out.

After a breath, the old man softened like mud.

"No thanks, be careful next time."

Qin Feng said to himself, but the movement in his hand was not slow at all, and the moment an aunt with a fleshy face in the front row turned her head, she quickly covered the old man's face.

"Oops, I'm really sorry to bother you."

Qin Feng showed an apologetic smile to the middle-aged aunt.

The aunt was originally trying to get angry because she was disturbed to sleep.

But looking at the sunny and handsome smile of the man in front of her, the words that had not yet been spoken were swallowed by her.

Blinking his barely visible eyes, biting his fat big lips, he said with a shy face: "It's okay."

After speaking, he hurriedly turned back and covered the horizontal flesh on his face, only to feel that his heart and liver were plopping and jumping.

Qin Feng couldn't help but snort, only to feel goosebumps fall to the ground.

Turned his head to look at the heroic woman on the right, and her long legs that appeared extremely slender and tight because of her movement.

I want to suppress the shadow in my heart.

It wasn't until a sharp gaze came, that he reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

If it was possible, Qin Feng felt that he had to communicate well with the beautiful woman next to him, not for anything else, but to compensate for his young mind that had just been frightened.

Moreover, this is not Daxia, and he will not have any mental burden for these exotic women.

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again...

Listening to the whispers in his mind, Qin Feng's mood suddenly became irritable.

But the next moment, he suddenly found that he seemed to understand the voice.

System?

Is the system you?

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask in his heart.

It's just a pity that there was no response at all.

The light in his eyes began to slowly extinguish.

Illusion again?

Qin Feng frowned.

According to the plan, after killing the emperor and the rest of the war criminals, if he was still alive, he

planned to go directly to the bombing of the Statue of Liberty and the hexagon.

But now, if you don't understand the situation, how to blow up.

It's good to be terminally ill, anyway, a rotten life, even if it is dead, it is not a loss.

But what if it's Goldfinger?

Once you die, isn't it a blood loss?

It's hard to do.

With hope, Qin Feng couldn't help but hesitate.

Get up and walk to the bathroom, wash your face first to calm down and calm down.

"Officer Sato?"

As soon as Qin Feng left, a middle-aged man with a fat body, wearing an orange coat and the same hat on his head walked over.

His eyes were sharp, he quickly scanned the crowd, and when he found the heroic woman, he showed surprise.

Hurriedly walked over and shouted in a voice that only two people could hear.

"Officer Twilight, why are you here, do you have any mission?"

Miwako Sato was surprised when she saw the person coming, but the criminal police instinct made her subconsciously vigilant, and she couldn't help but lower her voice.

Officer Twilight nodded with a serious look and said in a low voice: "Sato, I know that Matsuda's death hit you hard, and I shouldn't give it to you at this time..."

Miwako Sato wiped the corners of her eyes, and the sad look on her face was instantly suppressed.

Officer Twilight nodded, lowered his voice again, and said, "I just received a call that the assassin of the emperor is likely to be on the same plane as us..."