Every live broadcast will be beaten to death[Comprehensive]

Although he rushed out aggressively, the anchor with a selfie stick and a mask on his body didn’t look like a good person (…), so, in order to be treated as a stalker and cause unnecessary trouble, he had no choice but to show up at Mr. With the help of my mother, I followed Miss Masako from afar until she finally reached the door of the house.

Ms. Masako's house looks quite big. In addition to the two floors, there is a warehouse behind the house.Taking advantage of the dark night and high winds, the anchor climbed the fence and successfully sneaked in. As soon as his feet touched the ground, the plug-in master who was originally waiting for him disappeared, but he seemed to have not seen it, and walked around. Open the main house and go straight to the warehouse behind——

【Where did the little sun go?By the way, what, this is breaking into a private house, the anchor is committing a crime... Do you want to call the police? 】

[People report their heads in neon!Shut up and continue watching, I always feel a little creepy in my heart...]

The camera shakes all the way, and due to the poor light, the scenes that can be seen are a little blurry.The audience in the other world only knew that the anchor walked around the warehouse, squatted down to touch the soil, and then fiddled with the lock on the door furtively.As a result, before he could fiddle with it a few times, a hand stretched out from behind, and his finger swiped on the keyhole, and with a click, the door lock opened.

"It's the first time I've used a small wind escape." Minato Namikaze put the lock in front of the anchor and shook it lightly, his words were full of smiles.

"Not bad, Mr. Waijia, I found that you are getting more and more powerful!" Although I don't know what Feng Dun is, but the thigh must be flattering.

"Pfft, thank you for the compliment."

The door lock problem was solved, and the anchor took one last look at the clean doorknob before slowly pushing open the creaking warehouse door.At the same time, he also asked by the way: "Is that kid not here?"

"No, Miss Masako is the only one at home now, I let her sleep for a while."

The anchor nodded, he believed in the character and means of Mr.So, after entering the warehouse, he was no longer afraid of his actions. He groped around against the wall, found the switch and turned on the light. It was completely bright in an instant, and the panoramic view of the warehouse became clear.

Both the host and the viewers clicked their tongues in unison.

The things inside are too messy!

The family probably hasn't cleaned up their things for a long time. All discarded items, such as home appliances, bicycles, and newspapers they read, are piled up together, taking up a small space, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on it.Even the anchor's small body can't move an inch in this place. After finally squeezing through the double-teaming of the TV and refrigerator, the front is even more chaotic. The anchor with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder will die soon. He just found a sofa to sit on. Next, I want to wave my paws at Mr. Waigua desperately——The terrible Mr. Waigua can still walk like flying in this kind of place, let him take the heavy responsibility of finding things...

Therefore, the viewers were able to watch the high-definition live version of the eaves and walls.

Before the blink of an eye, the handsome blond guy was still standing on the ground, blink a second - damn it!Flew to the top of the tall pile of newspapers.Blink again, motherfucker!Why are you standing on the wall?

Not scientific!

No, no, there must be a scientific basis, we don't believe it!

The anchor doesn't care what the barrage is posting.He was paralyzed on the sofa, looking leisurely looking for a fight, and said in his mouth: "It should be a long time since no one has been here, there is dust everywhere, but there is a mark on the outside doorknob." , I guess it is very likely that the perverted kid came here today and put something... Come on, Mr. Waigua, look for it carefully!"

[Oh my god, after watching the simultaneous translation of GN Translate, I want to punch the anchor, please tell me I'm not alone! 】

【＋10086, Mr. plug-in—the name is so strange—it’s true love if you didn’t hit you, and you love and cherish the anchor=. =]

Mr. Waigua did not hit him, and he didn’t even complain, and he was seen floating around in the warehouse like the wind.After a while, it seemed that the effect was too slow, I don't know how he did it, bang bang bang, the people rummaging around turned into four identical cheaters.

Audience: =口=! ! !

——Oh, oh hehe, the special effects are well done.

Even if Namikaze Minato's efficiency is very high, it won't be over for a while.The anchor put his hand on the armrest of the sofa, thinking about something, but thinking about it... He suddenly felt that the touch of his hand was not right.

Soft and springy, it feels like—

He jumped up like his ass was on fire.

When Namakaze Minato sensed that something was wrong and rushed over, he saw the anchor staring straight at the sofa he was sitting on just now, his eyes almost popping out.

"Let's take a look." The anchor paused for a while, then turned his head and said to the king.From the shock just now, his vest was wet with cold sweat, and he had goosebumps all over his body, which he couldn't get rid of no matter what.

Namikaze Minato patted him on the back before walking over.However, after just a few glances, he stretched out his hand to touch the surface of the more delicately crafted sofa, his serious expression suddenly changed, and when he turned his head to look over, his face was full of surprise.

"I thought it was a leather sofa just now, and it's quite comfortable to sit on." The anchor met his gaze and said coldly, "It turned out to be really leather."

Real skin, you can see the pores if you look closely.He couldn't even imagine what the rest of the sofa was made of.

The host was about to vomit.

Unexpectedly, after living for so many years and seeing a lot, he still underestimated the lower limit of perversion.

"...It's time for Ms. Masako to wake up." Namikaze Minato said.His complexion is also not good, but it is better than the anchor, after all, he has encountered similar things when he was a ninja before, but when he touched the skin of his hand, he moved his hand and clenched it into a fist calmly.The anchor covered his face, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him.

Namikaze Minato went out to call someone with a handkerchief, taking advantage of this gap, the anchor frowned and took down the phone, looked at the howling barrage all over the screen, and could only say: "I'm sorry, everyone was shocked. So, let’s end this live broadcast.”

"When I really catch that pervert, I will broadcast it live to everyone."

Turning off the mobile phone that was running out of battery, he sighed melancholy, and already had a premonition that the audience masters who didn't want to see him at all were going to scold him... Forget it, just scold him.

Anyway, he's used to it

Ms. Masako was terrified when she was brought to the warehouse, but after learning the specific material of the sofa in front of her—the eyes went dark and she fainted.

When she woke up again, she knelt on the ground and cried to death.It's not easy for others to comfort this kind of thing, so the anchor had no choice but to stand there, and when she was almost crying, he handed her a napkin to wipe her tears.

I have to say that Ms. Masako survived strongly in the end.Maybe it was because she had expected it a long time ago, she collapsed for a while, then stood up staggeringly with the support of Namikaze Minato.

"Ryunosuke... he really did such a thing, I—— can't forgive it." Miss Masako's eyes were red, and she burst into tears as she spoke.The anchor was about to draw a piece of paper and hand it over, when she waved her hand and refused, turned to look at him, but there was a strange firmness on her pale face: "Thank you for letting me know the truth. I will go to the police, and I can't let you Innocent people... get hurt by Ryunosuke again!"

"You're welcome, I admire Ms. Masako's courage." Not everyone can kill relatives righteously, "Also, we came to your house without authorization..."

Miss Masako smiled, although the smile was haggard: "It's okay, I know you don't have any malicious intentions. Besides, if I didn't meet you tonight, I'm afraid I would have been killed by my younger brother who was waiting at home."

After I couldn't deceive myself, I recalled many details that I didn't admit before.The anchor did not speak. Mr. Waigua’s labor was not in vain not long ago. He found a tool for dismembering the body in the corner of the warehouse.That unconscionable little brother was indeed waiting for his sister to come home, but he didn't know what happened, so he left in a hurry before he even took the "art" in the warehouse.

Finally, seeing that Miss Masako was in a stable mood, there was nothing to say, the anchor and the others left here in time.

--nonsense!If you don't run quickly, don't you want to wait until the neon police come over and take him away as a burglar!

Ms. Masako did what she said and called the police. The next day, the matter was on the news.The name Yusheng Ryunosuke was quickly spread. The school said that he had not gone to school for a long time, and he never came back after leaving home that night. Under the large-scale arrest, Yu Shenglong Nosuke has never been found.

Until a few days later, when the anchor was watching TV in the rental house, he happened to see a piece of news about the recent disappearance of a child for no reason.

The anchor said: "My intuition tells me that that kid did nothing wrong."

Namikaze Minato, who was sitting next to him on the bed watching TV, agreed: "From the perspective of time, it is indeed likely to be him."

The anchor tilted his head: "Can you find him, ninjutsu is so powerful, can anyone find out where he is?"

Namakaze Minato also tilted his head: "Unfortunately, I am not a sentient ninja."

They looked at each other silently for a long time.

"Okay...then we just have to go and watch it obediently."

As for the specific location, isn't it on TV?

If he wants to hide in Tibet and abduct children, then he will not be able to hide far away.

At this time, Minato Namikaze waited for him to finish his excitement, and then added: "A-Ning, I think Ryunosuke Yusheng should have a powerful helper."

"what?"

"According to what you said, if the search power in this world is so strong, it shouldn't be impossible to catch a student who left home. I guess, there are other people around him, and that person's methods are more sophisticated."

"Well...that's okay too."

After hearing what he said, the anchor laughed nonchalantly: "No matter how powerful you are, I'm sure you're not as good as you, Mr. Cheater, I believe in you."

"..."

Namikaze Minato was stunned for a moment, and then, the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up helplessly.

"It's really a heavy trust, then, I will try my best to live up to it."

"Hey! You have to be sure!"

"Okay, okay~"