Lord JOJO Prynne is also living happily today

Chapter 11 Thesis, Bai Lan is in a good mood today

Sometimes, even Prynne can turn over.

——For example, he was caught by Risut yesterday to pick someone up at the bar.

Although it is said that Bai Lan knew that Risut and Meloni were on the same team, and then packed the information of the assassination team to his child laborers.

But these joys couldn't offset Risut's call, and then the two of them were silent for 10 minutes without saying a word, and then the unbearable Bai Lan hung up the phone - such cruel mutual harm.

Obviously, Bailan could hear Risut's steady and regular breathing through the phone, but the other party refused to use his vocal cords to speak.

If he hadn't been Risut...

Bai Lan hates this kind of boring person the most, he doesn't respond when he's teasing, and he's serious with you when something goes wrong, just like Kirioneiro's γ, he doesn't quite get along with Bai Lan.

If it weren't for him being Risut.

If not...

Bai Lan tapped her homework with a pen while feeling annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Irikawa asked suspiciously when he saw that Bailan hadn't moved a word.

"...It's okay, I'm thinking about what to write in my thesis." Bai Lan said perfunctorily.

"Really?" Irie believed it to be true, he thought about it seriously, and then took another piece of white paper and wrote on it.

"How about the taxi meter?" Irie pushed the paper in front of Bai Lan, "Or the multifunctional automatic treadmill (mechanical part) that you had on a whim?"

"Ah..." As if I had expected Masaichi Irie's seriousness before, after all, the two of them were so familiar, Bai Lan smiled, narrowed her eyes, and traced the black writing with her finger, "This, taxi meter of."

"Okay, that problem is solved, let's do your homework now, you don't know where to go to play these days, you didn't move a single word in your homework, it's not like you don't know how strict the professor is..."

"Don't listen, don't listen!" Bai Lan covered her ears with her head in her arms, her white hair was fluffy and soft, and some of her hair was held down by her hands, which looked like a part of the original cotton candy that had been eaten, "Xiaozheng is long-winded! I just write it!"

"Then write quickly." The red-haired boy showed a helpless expression.

But fortunately, it didn't get to the point where it hurt my stomach.Irie glanced at the stomach medicine on the edge of the desk, and thought with relief.

Then Irie Zhengyi suddenly remembered something.

"Bai Lan, is the coffee shop where you work dead? Be careful."

"You said Lily," Bai Lan responded while doing her homework, "She was killed because she participated in something she shouldn't be involved in. It has nothing to do with me~"

"Who said it has something to do with you?" Irie Masaichi couldn't hold back and covered his abdomen again. Once the pressure was high, he would easily feel stomach pain, and most of the reasons for his stomach pain were pretending that he didn't understand the words Bai Lan and Bai Lan who did something very maddening, "I mean, be careful, don't you understand?"

The tip of Bai Lan's pen paused for a moment, and the ink stained a small circle on the paper. The corner of his mouth was raised, and his tone was brisk, "Well, I know~"

……

Fran returned to the temporary residence in silence, put the things on the table, then walked to an empty sofa and sat on it.

Everyone is used to Fran's expressionless face and spit in the heart from time to time, the rest of the time - if no one talks to him, Fran has always been silent, and this time is no exception.

Fran took out his mobile phone, and he received a new email, not from Bai Lan or Bai Lan's subordinates, which surprised him a bit.

It's an email from γ.

[To: Fran]

[Where are you?What did you do? ]

Fran typed the reply.

[Re: me is studying in the model team, learning advanced makeup and dressing techniques. ]

[Re: Re: That's good, study hard, and don't always listen to Bai Lan to do those dangerous things.

You are still a child. ]

Emerald eyes stared at the screen of the phone until the screen of the phone went black naturally before Fran put the phone back into his pocket.

"Boss has issued the next order." At this moment, Bugarati came out, his blue eyes as calm as the sea in Naples, "Let's go to Pompeii."

Pompeii is located near Naples in southern Italy, ten kilometers southeast of Mount Vesuvius.About [-] kilometers away from the beautiful Bay of Naples in the west, it is a summer resort with mountains behind and sea facing.

But the boss's second order has nothing to do with Fran for the time being.

As I said before, Fran wants his subordinates to help him share the work, because there is too much work, even during the playful undercover period, Fran still receives the work assigned by Kikyo.

"Pianigen, it's me." Fran replaced himself with an illusion, and the main body walked to a secluded alley, "Who is the person that Pompeii wants to clean up? You just sent a photo of the target, and you didn't say what to do with me."

[Master γ's main duty recently is to protect Master Youni, so we have given us the task of clearing up the powder transaction. The people I sent you were found out in Pompeii and are relatively active. 】

"I get it," Fran nodded, "I want to deter other people, right?"

【Yes.I originally wanted you to deal with Naples, but didn't you go to Pompeii, so the task of Naples was handed over to Daisy. 】

"Yeah, I got it." Fran hung up the phone and searched for the few memories about Daisy in his mind.

That boy with long seaweed-colored hair and a scar on his face, who often hugs a dilapidated teddy bear, whose personality is said to be restless, who seems to like killing and destroying very much...?

Then I have to be more ruthless this time.

Fran thought about it.

It just so happens that I can't understand that kind of guy, that kind of guy who... insults other people's lives.

He remembered, remembered the time when Fran first came into contact with that disgusting powder.

……

"Marshmallow Monster, what is this?"

The 11-year-old boy wears a huge apple hat, and his emerald eyes are full of doubts.

Fran's slender fingers pointed to those round, pill-sized things. They have colorful colors like rose red, orange red, apple green, etc., and exude a faint fragrance of essence, just like the candy children eat. The difference is that there are also "R", "WY", "66", "888" and other marks printed on it.

It was found in the home of a dead man who leaked information.

Those things were on the table in Bai Lan's office at this time.

"That..." Bai Lan's expression was calm, with a rare complete indifference, he waved to Fran, signaling the boy to come to his side.

"That's Ma Guo that came in from Myanmar, it's disgusting garbage." Bai Lan put his arms around the boy's shoulders, and said with a casual attitude: "It's because of eating Ma Guo that that trash leaked the family's information. Leaked."

"I know."

"Just knowing...isn't enough, little Fran~" The beautiful white-haired boy raised Fran's chin, and let those emerald eyes look directly at himself.

"You have to remember, you must not touch that thing."

"Not at all."