I am a master of light novels in Japan

Zhen Bai was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to Qi Hai.

...

The door of Room 505 was opened.

There was no one in the house, not just Li Yan, but also the lovely Japanese loli who used to be a writing assistant.

Zhenbai turned on Alice's computer.

"Wait a minute, it's really white, it's not good to do this... Feel free to touch other people's things..."

Qi Hai reminded nervously.

"There are monitors here."

Zhenbai sitting in the seat suddenly said.

"...Huh?" Qi Hai heard it, and his mind was even more in the mist.

As a result, after activating the computer, this piece of computer screen began to show up. As a result, there were two monitors that were really white, showing nine shots of each floor of the Yiyuan apartment, and a dozen shots around the corner of the apartment...

"From the beginning, Alice Game was a cover."

Zhenbai replayed the closed-circuit television, looked for traces of Rita, and explained to Nanami.

"...Alice is good at computers, not good at close investigations."

From what I know about Alice, this girl detective who is good at hacking does not use the proximity principle to play this game at all. It is necessary to control the surrounding situation at the most basic level. The best way for hackers is to hack the surveillance of the surrounding shops. And install your own monitor to turn the Yiyuan apartment into a strong intelligence fortress.

"The only thing that can explain this is that she came to protect us from the beginning..."

After looking for Alice once, Zhenbai basically determined the main purpose of Alice and others.The detectives’ [Finding Sherlock Holmes] game is indeed going on. As a mini-game for the girls in the Alice detective group to satisfy their curiosity, they suddenly concentrated their efforts mainly to prevent the absolute retaliation of Shiina Mashiro and Einzworth’s family. [Jester Thieves Group]...

Inside a large supermarket.

In the discount area after the supermarket opened in the early morning, a large group of housewives and grandparents were rushing to buy discounted vegetables and fruits. The skilled Li Yan also seemed to have gained a lot and grabbed a lot in the crowded area. Good quality goods.

Through this kind of panic buying method, there may be 1,000 yen (about 60 RMB) left over three meals a day.

"..."

Looking at Li Yan from a distance, who was so proficient in navigating the supermarket, Rita always felt that her thoughts that she was not good at analyzing and thinking had been confused.

Is this person special or ordinary... Is it good at calculating others, or is she making a mistake in her own judgment?

The behavior is grotesque, sneaky, so ordinary that he can no longer wander through the streets of Tokyo...

Is he the "Sherlock Holmes" favored by the genius Shiina?

After buying all the products including bicycle parts, a satisfied Li Yan carried two shopping bags and headed back to Shinjuku.

However, the way back is the same as when I came, and I am going to make a big circle back.

Rita followed Li Yan secretly, but for a while, she was extremely disturbed.

A somewhat remote alley street full of bars and garbage...

When Rita came to this place, a bunch of Poles, Middle Eastern and South Asian drunks staying here stared at her again.

It turns out that not all Tokyo is safe...

Rita couldn't help speeding up, trying to keep up with that figure. She didn't know why. At this moment, she felt that the figure in white clothes was the beacon of the journey.

However, at a corner, Li Yan had just passed, and when Rita was about to keep up, she was suddenly blocked in front of her by a huge body...

The moment of danger often happens at the moment of relaxation.

...

Li Yan, who had been taking care of Alice and Victoria in the hospital but hadn't slept all night, was dizzy and suddenly heard something behind him vaguely.

He stopped, and turned around with some doubts.

More than a dozen South Asians surrounded Rita before and after, and began to speak extremely difficult English, giggled, and began to move to Rita.

"...I don't understand what you are saying, and don't touch me!!"

Rita tried to protect herself as much as possible, and she suddenly screamed, who was already male-phobic.

This group of burly foreigners seemed to have no intention of letting her go, and they still pulled her into the doorway of the South Asian bar.

However, when Rita broke free from the two men and grabbed her arms, she saw the figure of the one who heard the screams turning back carrying two large bags.

The oriental man was stunned.

Soon, he seemed to realize something, and then took a white towel from his pocket and wrapped his face.

Don't understand what he is doing...

However, this foreign student, who was obviously thinner than this group of people, put down his shopping bag and walked over.

As a result, the man who came close with sullen eyes didn't say anything, and suddenly pressed the head of a South Asian man with one hand, and slammed his face against the wall.

Blood spattered, and I didn't know that after the collision broke the bridge of the opponent's nose, it also shattered the upper and lower jaw bones into several pieces.

For a moment, in this piece of blood, Li Yan turned his head and greeted this group of South Asian people who exude strong alcohol and strong muscles...

The black background, dim red light, blended into the dark but struggling back, vividly expressed in Rita's eyes...

Chapter 318

In Tokyo, a chaotic street filled with the smell of alcohol, the commotion soon subsided.

The sky began to become cloudy, and there was a gray scene in the streets of residential areas.

This is a dark corner of Tokyo, a bar street frequented by illegal foreigners.At the hidden end of the corner of this street, a piece of blood and teeth were splashed on the walls, the floor, and even the grass and leaves on the slate.

The breeze was blowing on the red lanterns outside the bar, and also on Li Yan's bangs.

"..."

Rita sat on the floor not far away all the way, watching this short scene, staring dumbfounded at the figure that had long been accustomed to her. She clearly watched the normal street fighting process, but now she can't remember anything.

Maybe it's because she can't see exactly how quickly and ruthlessly this person beat up this group of burly hooligans...

In the silence, Li Yan, with a towel wrapped in his face, looked at a dozen half-dead drunks around him. After making sure that no one could move, he took out a tissue, wiped the blood from his hand, and threw it on a South Asian man.