Helping each other with countless me

"breath of life"

In Luo He's eyes, Maori Hitomi not far away was like the most delicious fruit, like the apple in the Garden of Eden.

Originally, he had already accepted his fate. After all, by killing Zhenzhong, he had released the anger in his heart.

Although, he also understands that if he does this, it will be like that painting, the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon.

However, I don’t blame the slain demon

It was it that lent itself the power to complete its revenge.

However, when he saw the young man, he actually had the urge to eat him. The demonic power in his body told him that as long as he drained the young man's blood, he would become stronger, powerful enough to Protect this museum forever

"quick"

"Run quickly."

Curator Luo He looked at Li Zhongren, and squeezed out two words under his increasingly ferocious face. Then, he could no longer control himself and rushed towards Li Zhongren.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, Sato Miwako kicked out suddenly. The speed of this kick was so fast that a gust of wind blew in the air, kicking Luo He backwards.

"Squeak~~~"

Luo He was in mid-air, and with agility that was not suitable for his age, he did a backflip and landed on the ground. He grabbed the marble floor of the art museum with one hand, rowed several meters backwards, and landed on the ground abruptly. Five scratches were left on it.

At this moment, Luo He's body had changed.

From a person to a monster

His skin turned red, a pair of horns protruded from his head, his hands turned into claws, and his mouth was full of sharp teeth. There was a smell of sulfur when he took in and out of breath.

"Crack!"

The tail behind it slammed down to the ground, and with the help of this force, it rushed towards Li Zhongren behind Mouri Kogoro again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This time, Miwako Sato did not get close again, but directly took out her revolver and fired several shots at Luo He in mid-air.

With every gunshot, the glass of the museum shook.

With every gunshot, Sato Miwako herself had to take a few steps back.

It's enough to show how powerful this bullet is!

This is also true.

This huge kinetic energy not only penetrated Luo He's body, but also made him fly backwards again, falling to the ground like a rag doll.

"roar!!!"

At this moment, Luo He seemed to have lost all humanity. Lying on the ground, it struggled to get up again, but this time, it did not attack again, but stared at Sato Miwako and others beside it. There are several people holding guns. It is obvious that they are all people who can handle this matter. However, they did not rob together just now. They probably have to keep someone capable of shooting. After all, this kind of revolver, The speed of loading bullets is not very fast.

"You guys leave quickly!"

Miwako Sato, who was wearing a police hat, did not look back, but just waved her hand.

"Come on, let's get out of here!"

Mouri Kogoro pulled Li Zhongren and ran outside like a breeze. After all, he could see that the old man who turned into a demon was staring at his eldest nephew.

"Huh~~~"

But at this moment, suddenly, a thick fog suddenly evaporated in the entire art museum. Not only was this fog so dense that people couldn't see the direction, but they even couldn't help coughing every time they took a breath because it was filled with sulfur. the taste.

"Where has everyone gone?"

Mouri Kogoro looked behind him. He was only a few steps away, but when he looked back, there was no shadow at all. In the distance, the sound of fighting could still be vaguely heard, but the sound seemed to come from all directions, and , his nephew seemed to be pulled by a force, and after he let go, he could no longer see him.

"Damn, this fog is weird."

There was a lot of fog in the art museum, but there was one area where there was no fog, because one of the policemen threw something like a grenade when the fog rose.

After the bang exploded, silver-gray mist emerged from inside. This mist was very light, but as it spread, the surrounding mist began to subside. Unfortunately, the range it could maintain was only It's as big as a room.

Then, the few policemen who had not been there before also rushed forward and suppressed Luo He firmly in place.

"This should be some kind of barrier!"

While talking, a male policeman took out a special handcuff and cuffed it on Luo He's hand. Then, visible to the naked eye, Luo He began to transform from a demon back into a human.

"Besides, it has nothing to do with him. Hey, old man, what lent you power?"

"Cough cough... cough cough"

Luo He, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have taken in more air and less out. After all, without that kind of power, he was just an ordinary old man. After being shot so many times, he was not dead yet, so he was already very strong.

"Painting. Hell Pavilion."

"Plop."

As soon as the words fell, Luo He lost his breath.

"The white bird should be the painting in the Hell Pavilion."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Shiratori Rensaburo nodded.

"It's just that the fog in front of us is obviously weird. It's okay if it's within the range of the magic-blocking golden grenade. If we leave here, I'm afraid we'll get lost."

"I won't get lost."

Suddenly, in the mist, Li Zhongren walked over slowly.

He has recognized who the four people in front of him are. Sato Miwako, Shiratori Renzaburo, Takagi Wataru, and Miyamoto Yumi are the most popular and most frequently appearing police officers in the original work. Unexpectedly, in this world, the four of them actually have extraordinary powers.

"I know you."

Looking at Li Zhongren, Shiratori Renzaburo nodded slightly.

"Yesterday or the day before yesterday, the vegetative patient who woke up not only did not shrink, but was full of energy. It seems that you also have superhuman abilities."

"Superhuman. Ability?"

"Yes."

Shiratori Renzaburo came to Li Zhongren, picked him up, and held him in his arms.

"In our definition, anyone who can do things that ordinary people can't do is called a superman, and anything that ordinary things can't do but it can do is called an extraordinary thing. We are the police of Beika Town on the surface, but in fact, we specialize in dealing with such incidents."

"Sister Xiaolan can break a telephone pole with one punch. Is she also a superman?"

"Yes, she is most likely a superman of the Twilight Giant Path. Her current level is Sequence 9, a warrior with great power."

"Huh?"

"Shiratori, you are explaining the sequence to a child. Do you think he can understand it?"

Aside, Takagi Wataru looked helpless.

"In short, kid, can you not be affected by the fog?"

"Yes, yes."

"So, this is my purpose."

Shiratori Renzaburo looked at Takagi Wataru.

"Our team is currently lacking a member who can sense the system."

"But he is just a child. Are you crazy, Shiratori?"

"No, my friends, believe me, I am a visionary. I can feel that this child has no fear in his heart. On the contrary, he is eager to try and curious. Of course, the most important point is that for some reason, he does not reject the four of us. On the contrary, he has a familiar feeling."

"Then he is just a child. His guardian will not agree to let him join in such a dangerous action."

"What are the benefits?"

Li Zhongren, who was held in his arms, suddenly spoke up. If he cooperated with these four people, he would not be unwilling. Just treat it as a job. Anyway, his identity in this life destined him to survive in this country, so he always has to work.

As for deceiving himself and staying away from danger, don't make a fuss. Kudo Shinichi is the biggest danger.

As long as he exists for one day, he may be discovered by the man in black. This is why he did not choose to live in Maori Kogoro's house, so that if Kudo Shinichi went crazy one day, he would also be implicated.

The four people in front of us are absolutely righteous people in the original work, and they are the kind of characters that can only exist in the comic world.

This is also what Brother Li Harry once mentioned, political correctness, that is, the good people in the comics must be good people, because no matter what kind of people create them, this kind of literary and artistic works will definitely give them such personalities to facilitate their dissemination.

Therefore, when you travel to the corresponding comics and meet such people, you can basically believe them.

"Ha, a lot, that is, the effort is proportional to the reward, and there is a powerful organization behind us to provide various equipment. There are dangers, but most of them will not endanger life. Of course, I dare not guarantee it."

"Then I agree."

Li Zhongren nodded.

"After all, there is no free lunch in the world."

"Okay, kid, let's talk about this later, take us to find the painting."

Sato Miwako interrupted the conversation between the two. In her opinion, if Shiratori wants to invite this boy to join the team, he must first obtain the consent of Maori Kogoro, and that uncle is unlikely to let his children take risks.

"In front, turn right"

"So, what is this kid's ability?"

Looking at Li Zhongren who seemed to be completely untroubled by the fog, Miyamoto Yumi asked curiously.

"In terms of perception, it is generally attributed to the Hanged Man Path. As we all know, people in the Hanged Man Path are most likely to attract these alienated monsters. Of course, we have to go back and do a path identification. After all, even if it is the same path and the same sequence level, there are different professional distinctions."

"Just like Gao Mu and Sato, both are in the Twilight Giant Path, but Sato is Sequence Seven, Weapon Master, who is better at attacking, while Gao Mu is Sequence Seven, Defense Master."

"That's it."

Under the leadership of Li Zhongren, the fog did not play any role. Even the crowd could sense a trace of anxiety from the fog. Obviously, this was from the voice painting, it was anxious.

It's a pity that it seems to have no other abilities except fog.

"Bang!"

Sato Miwako threw a magic-blocking gold grenade without saying a word!

The moment the hunting exploded, the fog in the Hell Hall was immediately cleared, and then everyone's eyes fell on the painting on the wall.

In the picture, the demon that was also nailed there was lifelike, as if it was about to crawl out of the painting.

"I see."

Seeing this scene, Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

"This demon tempted Luo Shui and killed people through its power. The demon's power can penetrate into the scroll, and when its power becomes strong, it can in turn affect Luo He, turning Luo He, who originally only wanted revenge, into a bloodthirsty monster"

"How do you deal with this thing?"

"Usually, it is sealed and taken back to the headquarters for research. Although these extraordinary things are dangerous, they also contain value. Many supermen who want to improve their power need potions made from these extraordinary things."

"I see."

"Yumi!"

"Yeah."

Miyamoto Yumi came not far from the scroll and took out a brown paper bag from the tactical backpack. Magically, the brown paper bag looked small, but she pulled it lightly and it could be pulled very big.

Aside, Shiratori Renzaburo reached out and touched the scroll, intending to take it off and put it in.

However, at this moment, the demon's head suddenly emerged from the scroll, and a twisted mouth in the bloody head uttered a wail.

At that moment, everyone felt as if their heads were hit hard by a sledgehammer. At the same time, several souls were ejected from the scroll.

On closer inspection, there were Zhenzhong, Luohe, and even Kubota, as well as some other staff members.

Then, these souls rushed towards them, including Li Zhongren.

It was obvious that this was the demon's last fight. As long as he could successfully control one person, he could reverse the crisis and even kill all the people trapped by him in the fog.

"Ka!!"

It was a pity that this trick didn't work on Li Zhongren.

He could feel the soul raging in his body, but it was useless in the face of his own adaptive ability. On the contrary, its invasion even activated the domineering attributes of the sacred tree itself.

So, the sacred tree actually began to devour the energy in this soul bit by bit.

So, Li Zhongren climbed onto Bai Niao Ren Saburo's shoulder, stepped on his body, took down the painting, stuffed it into a brown paper bag, closed the bag, and repeatedly wrapped the line up and down several times.

"Roar~~"

Another miserable wail

All the souls dissipated

The fog in the air also disappeared

The few people nailed there also regained their ability to move

"Haha, it's a bit embarrassing."

After Bai Niao Ren Saburo resumed his movement, he laughed a few times at the first time.

"It almost flipped over"

However, from the sound, it can be seen that there is not much worry in his voice. Obviously, they all have trump cards, but they just happened to be able to move, so they didn't use them.

"So kid, I'm getting more and more curious about your abilities. Even the wronged souls from hell can't control you."

"Xiaotong! Xiaotong!! Are you okay!!!"

Suddenly, Maori Kogoro ran over like the wind, and when he saw Li Zhongren who was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked at Shiratori Renzaburo.

"I heard your conversation before, you bastard, you want my nephew to join your team?"

"Yes, Mr. Maori, you are his guardian, I hope you can agree that this child's strength is exactly what our team lacks, and your nephew also agreed, he even thinks this is a good job that can support his family in the future, and more importantly, he thinks that the best way to solve the danger is to face it. After all, you are a police officer, and you should know that in recent years, superhuman and extraordinary events have become more and more common..."

"Face the danger..."

Mouri Kogoro was stunned and looked at Li Zhongren. His eyes were as calm as water. Obviously, his years of vegetative life have made his mentality different from that of ordinary people.

"Ahem, but this is my nephew!"

Mouri Kogoro, who seemed to have figured something out, first showed a little relief, and then raised his head and straightened his tie.

"It costs more money!"