Spearman’s Growth Story

Now Zhao Huang just wants to be a person who can protect important people and help those who are weak. That’s why he said that to Riko. As for the law, that is nothing but helpless.

The existence itself is the black house’s Riko and Zhao Huang. Before joining Yiyou, it was not that they had not played a side ball with the law.

For example, smuggling and so on.

“Bullying…the weak. Riko, has always been in the category of being bullied.”

Holding the cross on her neck with both hands, she seemed to pray to someone. , Riko closed her eyes quietly.

“…whoo…”

In a few minutes, she fell into a deep sleep.

Daily high-intensity training, with her body still in the poor nutrition category, it is Willpower’s strong performance that she can not get tired.

Om~

Red particles condense in the room again, Zhao Huang sat beside Lizi’s bed.

Help the girl tuck the quilt, press the quilt and pull out the bath towel, then turn off the bedside lamp.

In the last night, Zhao Huang almost repeated this process.

In the night of a tired day, the feeling of drowsiness after taking a shower is too easy for people to fall asleep.

Walking silently to the small bathroom, Zhao Huang closed the door and quietly washed the towel out.

After that, he turned off the light and turned to Spirit Physique again.

“Good night, Riko.”

No words for a night.

2nd day, Zhao Huang took the terminal and walked up the stairs on the side of the submarine to the third floor that would normally not be visited.

There are not many people on the third floor. The cold light shines on the steel wall, reflecting the face of Zhao Huang.

He came here while doing chores.

Geniuses who don’t have much interest in the configuration of the submarine, there may even be guys who don’t know what’s on the third floor.

“If you haven’t been here once, then you will definitely be at a loss.”

Walking slowly to the end of the corridor, Zhao Huang opened the door with his fingerprint and entered it.

If you want to use one word to describe this place, it should be “library”.

Rows of bookshelves are arranged in this spacious room like a hall.

On the side of the room, there are single rooms separated by glass.

There are computers connected to the local area network in the single room.

Zhao Huang came here today to inquire about information related to the “Wu Sen”.

The reason he would do this is to start with the conversation in the morning.

……

“Riko, what are you studying now?”

While Riko was eating breakfast, Zhao Huang asked curiously.

He is very curious about what kind of training is needed to enable a malnourished girl to have the skills to knock down an adult man head-on in just a week.

“Riko, in addition to the application of superpowers, are you still learning to become a Butei?”

“Butei?”

This term is known to Zhao Huang as a common sense.

It is a profession created by the leader of Yiyou-Sherlock Holmes.

Within the legal framework (without excluding a few exceptions), an armed detective who solves the entrustment of individuals or organizations, makes up for the lack of police, and maintains social peace is armed detective.

Apart from this, Zhao Huang doesn’t know anything about Wuzheng.

“Are you talking about Wuzheng? Yes, this is indeed a good idea.”

The cold voice joined the conversation between the two.

Holding the dinner plate, Jeanne walked to Riko’s side. After hesitating for a while, she pulled a chair away from a seat and sat down.

“Mr. Zhao Huang, if you want to practice fighting skills, you might as well learn the knowledge of Butei.”

Turning her head, Jeanne’s eyes are facing Zhao Huang, but his eyes are completely out of focus.

“Every member of Yiyou here is based on the knowledge of Butei. In today’s world, a powerful Butei is a symbol of battle strength. The most powerful martial arts In reconnaissance, a single person can destroy a brigade of special forces or even a small country.”