Hanyu Baisawa exhaled lightly, and then with a thought, his hand sank slightly, and a pistol appeared.

Black color, icy feeling.

Anyway, he really likes it.

"handsome."

Hanyu Baisawa liked this pistol very much, he played with it ruthlessly, wishing to find a place to shoot a few shots, and this is also an infinite bullet version, so he can really play with it as he wants.

Then he took out the magazine and looked at it. The bullets could be taken out, but it recovered immediately after taking out one.

"Huh~"

Hanyu Shirasawa thought of a good idea, and it was a good idea to make a fortune.

Since the bullets can be taken out and recovered immediately, does it mean that he can make a fortune selling bullets?

But thinking about it, he still gave up this idea. Bullets are actually not very valuable, and they are pistol bullets, especially in this country.

If you can sell pistols, you may still be able to make a fortune. Selling bullets is definitely not enough.

"Ugh."

Hanyu Shirasawa shook his head, and said in a low voice, "System, open the panel."

【Host: Hanyu Shirasawa】

【副本:妃英理(1/3)、藤峰有希子(0/3)、贝尔摩德(0/3)、毛利兰:……】

[Ability: None]

[Equipment: Beretta M92F Unlimited Bullet Version]

The system panel is quite simple.

But he seems to like it, it's better to be simple, it doesn't need to be so troublesome.

Especially looking at [1/3] behind Fei Yingli, Hanyu Baisawa can basically confirm that Fei Yingli's copy still has two stages.

"I just don't know if there are any rewards."

"If a dungeon can only be rewarded once, then you can only choose another dungeon first."

"There is also the column of equipment. It seems that only the equipment rewarded by the system can be placed. It is a pity, otherwise it is a system space."

Hanyu Shirasawa really felt a pity.

I just don't know if there will be rewards for system space or something in the future.

And the "Copy" column, of course, is not just the four displayed, but a lot of them, but there are too many to be displayed, so it is folded.

Hanyu Baisawa closed the system panel, walked out of the bedroom slowly, sat down on the sofa in the living room, and said to himself:

"There seems to be no limit to these dungeons, and it seems that I can choose at will. I just don't know if there is a chance of failure. If there is only one chance each time, then I should cherish it. Otherwise, I will miss the reward every time I fail. It hurts just thinking about it."

"Forget it, don't think about it, let's have lunch first."

It's almost noon now, Hanyu Shirasawa didn't buy vegetables today, so he was going to find a restaurant to deal with it.

Come downstairs.

He went to a restaurant that he had frequented in the past three months. The taste cannot be said to be delicious, but the quality is cheap.

As soon as the boss saw Hanyu Shirasawa coming in, the two of them nodded at each other. They were obviously familiar with each other and knew what they wanted to eat.

Just when Hanyu Baisawa was looking for a seat and sat down, three more men entered the door.

The three guys were wearing black suits and sunglasses, two of them had short blond hair and were foreigners, and the other had black hair and should be said to be a neon man.

Seeing them, Hanyu Shirasawa couldn't help but think of the "Black Organization", because that group of people were all dressed in black.

It's just different from the three in front of me. The black-clothed organization gives people a mysterious feeling, but these three are different. They look like a gangster who is not easy to mess with, and their temperament is heavenly. Different.

Just when he thought there was nothing wrong, the three people who came in walked towards him together, and sat down beside him without saying a word.

The position of the three of them is still particular. The front door is blocked, and there is no room for the kitchen in the back. It can be said that he is surrounded.

Hanyu Shirasawa narrowed his eyes, he was basically sure that the three guys in front of him were looking for him.

a time.

The atmosphere became very depressing, none of the four spoke, just sat here quietly.

Even the boss in the kitchen sensed something was wrong, stuck his head out and looked at them, hesitating to speak.

Hanyu Shirasawa shook his head slightly at him, indicating that there was nothing to do here, and then the boss continued to busy himself with his own affairs.

"cough."

The only neon man among the three coughed, squeezed an ugly smile on his stiff face, and said slowly:

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Black, please give me your advice, Mr. Hanyu."

"Huh? Foreigner's name?"

"Yes."

Black nodded, pointed to the two companions not far away, and said with a smile:

"Because I grew up abroad, and my nationality is also foreign. Therefore, I have taken a foreign name since I was a child. Mr. Hanyu forgives me."

"I see."

Hanyu Baisawa glanced at him, and noticed the bulging waists of the two people on the left and right, so he knew there must be weapons inside.

And looking at the posture of the three of them, it is estimated that there is a high possibility of a pistol inside.

When he thought of these things, he felt very helpless. He just came out to have lunch. This kind of situation can happen to him. It can only be said that he is worthy of the anime world.

"Mr. Hanyu."

Blake bent down slightly, moved a little closer, and took the initiative to speak:

"Mr. Hanyu, you should have noticed that we are here specifically to find you. You don't need to worry, we have no malicious intentions. We just want to talk to you about a big deal, or a big deal with no risk. I think you will definitely satisfied."

Hearing the last sentence, Hanyu Baisawa understood that this guy would not give him a chance to refuse.

But he was not in a hurry, poured himself a glass of water, and said slowly:

"It's lunch time now, I haven't eaten yet, let's talk slowly after lunch."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Blake had a fake smile on his face, but they weren't short of meal time either.

Chapter 0010: The plot has begun

soon.

Had lunch.

The four of them left the restaurant together, even if they went outside, Hanyu Shirasawa was still surrounded by three people.

"You want to talk here?"

Hanyu Shirasawa glanced at the three of them.

Blake and the others didn't speak, they just hugged him and walked to the street not far away.

Because there is an alley over there, and if you go there, there is an old street with few people.

And that's where their purpose is.

After all, where there are fewer people, it is more convenient to talk about such private matters, and you don't have to be afraid of people running away.

Soon.

Here they are.

The three of them, Blake and the others, were no longer tightly surrounded, and finally moved a little distance away.

"Can you say it?" Hanyu Shirasawa asked.

Blake nodded, took out a photo, and handed it over directly.

This is a very strange photo, to be precise, it should be a very simple photo.

The content in the photo is just an ordinary piece of paper with a few graffiti drawn on it.

There is an image like the East Sakura Iron Tower, and an image of the moon is drawn next to it.

Then the images followed one by one.

There is an inverted triangle.

Has the shape of an umbrella.

There is also a circle with a star inside it.

In the end there is an image like a fish.

All I can say is, it's really weird.

Black seemed to be afraid that he would not understand, so he slowly explained:

"This is actually a treasure map, and the location of the treasure is in this city. We can be sure of this. Also, as long as we can decipher the code on this photo and find the hidden thing, we can say that we will get rich gone."

Hanyu Shirasawa looked at the three people suspiciously, it was clearly drawn by a child, it didn't look like a treasure map at all.

"Mr. Hanyu, we heard that in the past three months since your debut, you have helped many people solve many difficult things. They are all full of praise for you, which is why we approached you."

"..."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Hanyu Shirasawa was quite speechless.

Because these contents are all false, but the news that spread out is true.

It all started when I met Masayoshi Sato three months ago. In order to help him monitor some black forces, the other party deliberately gave him this identity, and boasted very much.

Well now, some people really believed it. No wonder he was approached by someone when he was out for dinner. It was a disaster for nothing.

"Ah~"

With a sigh in his heart, he asked calmly, "You only have photos? Where is the original paper?"

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