Conan's winery play house

Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Ninja originally wanted to have a bald head

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As soon as Aito closed his eyes, he appeared again at the place where the last game ended.

The place where I just finished my 80,000-meter long run.

There were also a large number of vultures eating the two corpses.

Aito looked around. Gon, Kurapika, Leorio, and Killua were chatting together.

Mr. Clown stood alone with playing cards, far away from many people, with a weird smile on his face.

Quite a clown.

But something seems to be missing...

Shouldn't Mr. Clown...

Is there anyone with a red nose?

Aito thought about the clown he saw in the circus.

There are animals, there are diviners, there are magicians, there are clowns.

The red-nosed clown holds playing cards, the fortune teller holds the crystal ball, and the magician waves the magic wand, and together with the animals, they bring a wonderful performance to everyone.

This Mr. Clown suddenly changed his career to become a hunter. Could it be because he was not qualified to be a clown?

"You must follow me closely." Examiner Satz said.

He ran towards Shimeile Wetland with his legs.

They have to cross the Lost Melo Wetland, which is home to various creatures, to reach the location of the second exam.

Dafu looked at the energetic Shiba Inu that was tucked under his arm, and after a moment of silence, he put it down.

Dogs need exercise.

Let the cookie run for a while.

Then he followed the examiner with Aito in his arms.

Groups of human-faced apes appear, and large frogs suddenly appear on the ground.

A strange plant that hunts on its own.

The six eyes constantly provide all observable information.

Includes the strength level of those animals.

As we go deeper into the wetland, white mist gradually appears.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and many people were already unable to keep up with the team because of the examiner's speed and the sudden appearance of the fog.

A scream suddenly rang out from the mist behind.

Aito looked back.

I saw Mr. Clown holding playing cards and ending the lives of one candidate after another with a smile.

"This can reduce competitors, which is indeed a good idea." Aito nodded in agreement.

"Um." Bai Xiong answered easily while hugging him and following the examiner's footsteps.

Aito looked at the other figures still following behind and withdrew his gaze.

Dafu was the only one who followed the examiner easily, even falling just one step behind.

Others followed at a distance.

There were also a few figures who were halfway following and suddenly ran in the opposite direction.

"Fishing rods as weapons... are really powerful." Aito lay on Dafu's shoulders and looked behind him.

It's like watching a good show.

He was relaxed and incompatible with other candidates who were nervous in the face of a big enemy.

From the beginning, Cookie stuck out his tongue and ran behind Dafu excitedly, but later his eyes were dull and he was gasping for air.

It only took an hour.

Dafu picked up the cookie without any surprise and continued to run with it.

Following the examiner will not affect the thoughts of those animals who are ready to take action.

Aito then took out his gun.

Anyone who tried to block the road was shot with bullets.

"Hey, how old are you?" The white-haired boy on the skateboard followed easily, but now he accelerated and came to Dafu's side.

"Twelve years old." Aito replied without hesitation.

He was twelve years old when Papa decided to change his information to twelve years old.

Anyway, he didn't know exactly how old this body was.

Even the six eyes can't see through his own body.

It's just that "Miyamoto Aito" was nine years old when he disappeared, plus the nearly three years he was imprisoned and the four years he spent in the organization, we came to the conclusion that he was sixteen years old.

If "Miyamoto Aito" was still alive, he would indeed be sixteen years old.

He is now Aito Miyamoto, so it is okay for him to say that he is sixteen years old.

He is not "Eto Miyamoto" either, and it doesn't matter if he is not sixteen years old.

Age or whatever doesn't matter.

It'll be fine if papa decides.

"Hey... That's as big as me and Gon." Killua said casually while riding his skateboard.

He also had no sense of urgency to take part in the assessment.

As if he was just here to play a game, his posture was relaxed.

"You can see a lot of things with your eyes," Killua said firmly.

"That's right." Aito nodded.

After all, souls can see after death.

When you are alive, you can also directly see the true appearance of the soul through the appearance.

Many people in the organization don't like their true identity being discovered.

For example, Belmod was known as the Thousand-Faced Witch, but her opponent's disguise technique had no effect in Aito's eyes.

He recognizes people by more than just their appearance.

Therefore, the other party rarely takes the initiative to appear in front of Aito.

There is even an attitude of being afraid to avoid it.

Gin doesn't seem to like Belmod very much either. He often says that the mystic is troublesome and tells Aito to stay away from him.

Obviously there is no need for Aito to stay away from the other party, so the other party will stay away from Aituo himself.

It's just because a few times Aito met someone on the street who was doing a mission after disguising himself, and he enthusiastically asked if he wanted to help.

Belmod's expression at that time was very complicated.

From then on, the other party would take a detour every time he saw Aito.

Whether in disguise or not, on a mission or without a mission.

"Oh -" Killua said meaninglessly and stopped talking.

Aito didn't take the initiative to talk.

Although both of them have white hair, they are very destined.

But NPCs in the game world cannot be family members.

Only reality is real.

Aito saw this very clearly.

Soon, a group of people following the examiner ran out of the wetland forest.

Standing outside the forest waiting for the candidates who have not yet come out.

Of course it is also limited time.

If they do not come out within a certain time, they will lose their qualification to take the exam.

"Cough cough cough..." Some candidates were so tired that they kept wheezing and coughing.

"They haven't come out yet." The figure with half-long blond hair and a hat looked at the forest exit and said.

"This is like the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. They can't save themselves. They thought they could rescue their companions and cross the border together." A bald man with a shiny forehead said.

"He's not dead, and he's coming out soon." Aito said without even looking at the forest, just looking at the bald head.

He seems to be very interested in bald heads.

"Is this gentleman a monk?" he asked curiously.

Bald! He must be a monk!

There are not only Mr. Clown who changed his profession, but also a monk who changed his profession, which is amazing.

It seems that the hunter profession is very popular!

"I'm not a monk! I'm a ninja!" The bald man who was said to be a monk immediately retorted angrily, as if he was angered.

"Do ninjas...need to have a bald head?" Aito thought thoughtfully.

It turns out that ninjas need to have bald heads.

Speaking of which, it seems that I have never seen a real ninja in the real world.

Aito: Ninjas should keep their heads bald.

One day I went to Naruto world.