My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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The person on the other end hung up on my headphones.

The evening breeze was blowing, making my neck feel slightly cool.

Shirakawa Natsu calmly looked around. This was in the suburbs, with no pedestrians around and only small villas like these. It seemed that the owners had not returned, as none of the lights were on.

He quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, realizing that Kiyosho Aki's image was completely incompatible with that of a criminal.

But now Xiaoyu might be in danger, and he should call the police, but there are no public phone booths around, which would cause a lot of trouble, and he also can't explain why he's here, or why he should call the police.

After thinking for only ten seconds, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Aunt Mafei, asking her for help.

Anyway, this isn't the first time I've taken care of her.

I stood there for ten seconds, and then my phone received a short message: "Half an hour."

Shirakawa Natsu knew it was time to arrive, so she put away her phone, ran quickly to the front door, and rang the doorbell.

This is an act of confronting danger head-on, but if Kiyosami Aki is a dangerous person beneath her gentle exterior, then we must stall her like this to prevent her from having time to kill and silence her.

He pressed the doorbell, and the "ding-dong" sound kept ringing.

Not long after, the door to the room opened, and Kiyoshi Aki, wrapped in a yukata, came out. When she saw Shirakawa Natsu through the iron gate, she looked surprised: "Natsu-san, how did you know I lived here?"

As she spoke, she walked to the iron gate and reached out to open it.

“I heard about it from other people.” Shirakawa Natsu’s eyes showed some disgust. “I want to talk to you about Kimura-sensei. I love him, so I will never hand him over to anyone.”

"Let's come in and talk," Kiyosami Aki smiled.

"I don't want to go into your house, it disgusts me." Shirakawa Natsu tried to stall for time, but the next second, his face darkened. This Kiyosami Aki had no martial ethics, and a dark gun barrel was already pressed against his abdomen.

He hadn't expected Qing Shangqiu to be so decisive; he didn't dare gamble on whether she would fire.

But his legs trembled, and his face showed just the right amount of panic as he looked at Qing Shangqiu in disbelief.

Wanting to speak but not daring to speak—this is the typical reaction of an ordinary college student when encountering someone with a gun.

"I...I think there's been some misunderstanding between us." He raised his hands in surrender, and was trembling as Kiyosaka Aki forced him into the room at gunpoint.

"Did you send that little girl to get close to me?" Qing Shangqiu's voice was still gentle, but the cold, metallic touch on the back of his head constantly reminded him that his life was in his hands: "I believe that the next sentence that comes out of your mouth will be the truth, because you will not have the chance to go back on your word."

Shirakawa Natsu's face darkened, and she quickly said, "Yes, she's just a street thug. I hired her to find your place and then confront you about Kimura-sensei."

"Clearly, she has demonstrated extremely poor judgment and done things she shouldn't have. I suspect you have said or done something to her."

"Of course, you have your reasons. You taught her a lesson, but if she dies, I don't think you'll let me off the hook."

"But if she's still alive, you don't need to kill us, right? Just because of a misunderstanding, because we're so stupid, why would we want to dirty your house?"

“We’ll disappear immediately and keep this secret forever, because we have no reason to report you for causing trouble, right? You’ll never see us again, I promise.”

After finishing his sentence, Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath to calm himself down, since his goal was to buy time.

After a moment of silence behind her, Qing Shangqiu's gentle voice rang out: "Xia, you always hid in the corner when you were in school. I always thought you were a person who was not good at socializing. Now it seems that you are surprisingly eloquent."

"Thank you, but I have other good places to go." Shirakawa Natsumi whispered, "If Professor Aki is willing, I'd be happy to help you."

If Qing Shangqiu lowers her guard, he dares to use the Yellow Hair Massage Technique to cause her to die from excessive dehydration.

"Let's go." Kiyosami Akira pointed the gun at him, gesturing for him to move forward.

Shirakawa Natsu was dragged into the living room, where he saw Xiaoyu with her hands tied behind her back. She saw him being led in with a gun pointed at her.

She immediately cried out, "Sister Qiu, it has nothing to do with me! It's all his fault! He suddenly approached me and taught me tracking techniques, telling me to follow you! I really don't know anything about it!"

"You son of a bitch." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Just moments ago, he had been swearing that he would never betray him.

Chapter 246 True and False

"Xia, it seems you're not as honest as you appear." Qing Shangqiu's voice came from behind, gentle in tone.

After Xiaoyu finished shouting, she met Bai Chuanxia's gaze, which was like she was looking at an idiot. Sensing that the atmosphere was off, she shrank back and shut her mouth.

A strange light flashed in Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes for a moment, but Xiaoyu had her hands behind her back, consciously preventing him from seeing it.

“Then let’s start over,” Kiyosami Aki said with a smile. “Or you’d like to try something different with me.”

After she finished speaking, she took a utility knife from the table next to her, placed it on Shirakawa Natsu's thigh, and gently sliced ​​it across his pants before moving upwards.

"No, don't do this." Shirakawa Natsu's expression was on the verge of tears; half of it was acting, and half was real.

Although the little brother can be repaired with the Huangmao APP, just thinking about the process makes one feel a pang of pain.

"So who are you?" Kiyosami Aki smiled. "I think you'll tell the truth, right?"

"I'm a student at Tokyo University, an ordinary manga artist, and Kimura Momo's boyfriend." Shirakawa Natsu said, while mentally estimating the time. Aunt Maki wouldn't arrive for at least twenty minutes, and in the meantime, she needed to find a way to stall for time.

As he finished speaking, the blade was probably already pressed against his groin, the sharp sensation of it piercing his skin.

"Wait, I'm an agent, affiliated with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Ah!" Xiaoyu exclaimed, but quickly shut up, looking at him in disbelief.

"Metropolitan Police Department?" Kiyoshi Aki's tone remained smiling, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

“Yes, I am an important person. My men will be here soon. You’d better run.” Shirakawa Natsumi said quickly, “If you kill me, it will cause you a lot of trouble.”

"I see." Qing Shangqiu smiled and sheathed his knife. "So, Mr. Agent, what case have I gotten myself into?"

"Uh, what case?"

"Yes, you're investigating me, aren't you?" Kiyosami Aki laughed. "For what, and what have we done?"

“Kill…kill people,” Shirakawa Natsu stammered.

"What's your team's code name?"

"Little boy."

"You're lying." Qing Shangqiu suddenly let out a suppressed laugh, then said in a serious voice, "Because I'm the real agent."

I heard the click of a pistol being released from behind my head.

Shirakawa Natsu's expression hardened, and she suddenly lowered her head, turned around, grabbed her right hand holding the gun with her left hand, and pushed her backward with all her might.

"Ah!" Qing Shangqiu exclaimed in surprise, and with a "thump," the two of them fell to the ground.

It all happened in an instant.

Xiaoyu was tied to a wooden chair. When she saw the two men fall to the ground, she hesitated for a second, then quickly jumped up from the chair. The rope that had been binding her fell to the ground, and she scrambled towards the door without looking at the two men still fighting.

She stepped out of the room, halfway out, and when she turned her head and saw Bai Chuanxia, ​​she hesitated for half a second, a look of struggle flashing across her face. Then, she gritted her teeth and ran back towards Bai Chuanxia.

"Ah, stop, wait..." Kiyosami Aki was no longer as composed as before. She was panicked and incoherent, kicking and thrashing wildly as Shirakawa Natsu pinned her down.

She was voluptuous, and as she struggled on the ground, her clothes were disheveled, revealing glimpses of her cleavage.

Xiaoyu quickly pressed down on both of her hands and shouted to Shirakawa Natsu, "Teacher, call the police!"

"Wait, no, I give up~ It was a misunderstanding." Qing Shangqiu smiled wryly and stuck out his tongue, his mature appearance revealing a playful side.

"What did you say?" Shirakawa Natsu held her down tightly. With Xiaoyu's help, she was much more composed now.

"The pistol was just a model; the teacher was just joking." Kiyosami Aki looked embarrassed. "But Xia is such a man."

"Don't listen to her," Xiaoyu said quickly. "There's a corpse in her room."

"That's a model. Go see for yourself if you don't believe me." Qing Shangqiu stretched out his hands, looking like he was letting you do whatever you wanted with him.

"Huh? A model?" Xiaoyu's little face was full of confusion.

Shirakawa Natsu reached for the pistol, weighing it in his hand. He took the real gun, and without a doubt, it was a model. His face instantly darkened: "Teacher Qiu, do you think this is fun?"

Despite being pinned down, Qing Shangqiu showed no weakness: "Xia, you had someone follow me, but you won't let me play a prank?"

Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment, then stood up from the ground: "Let's go check on your room."

Qing Shangqiu lay motionless on the ground, turning her head away: "It hurts so much, my back is broken by you. Xia, you have to take responsibility for the teacher's lower body."

"Tch." Shirakawa Natsu said coldly, pulling her up and leading her into her room with Xiaoyu.

Pushing open the door, I saw two men sitting on chairs beside the bed.

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment. This was too real. If he had known in advance, he would have been shocked too.

"Wow, these are really mannequins! They're so realistic!" Xiaoyu circled around the two men, touching them with her hands. "They're so hard."

“It’s a base made of plaster.” Kiyosami Aki laughed. “It’s my personal hobby; I use it to practice makeup.”

Shirakawa Natsu squinted and examined them closely. There were obvious signs of connection between the two dolls' necks, confirming that they were indeed mannequins. However, because they were wearing clothes, they looked incredibly realistic.

"So, Xia, aren't you going to apologize to your teacher?" Qing Shangqiu put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Qiu." Shirakawa Natsu shrugged, looking nonchalant. "Who told you to steal the person I like?"

"I've fallen in love, there's nothing I can do about it." Kiyosami Aki pouted.

Xiaoyu was stunned at first, then opened her mouth wide and said to Shirakawa Natsu in disbelief, "Teacher, so the person you like is that handsome guy? So we're the rivals in love!"

"Don't get involved." Shirakawa Natsu punched him on the head, then turned to Kiyosami Aki: "I'm leaving first."

“Actually, we have a third way.” Qing Shangqiu suddenly leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “Xia was like a real man just now, even the teacher was a little moved.”

Shirakawa Natsumi had a strange expression on her face. She pulled Xiaoyu up, turned around, and walked out.

"Come visit often when you have time," Qing Shangqiu waved from behind.

Shirakawa Natsu ignored her and walked away quickly, consciously controlling her pace to keep a steady rhythm and not walk too fast.

"Teacher, are you dating that handsome guy? Tell me about it!" Xiaoyu chattered incessantly from the side.

Shirakawa Natsu ignored her until he reached the main road, at which point he stumbled, exhaled a deep breath, and his back seemed to be soaked with sweat.

"Teacher, let me tell you, I never intended to betray you. I was just putting on a show for that woman to gain her trust and then find an opportunity to help you." Xiaoyu puffed out her chest confidently: "How could such a rope possibly bind an invincible beauty?"

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her before looking away, completely unaware that she had just walked close to death.

He pulled his fingers out of his pocket, and the phone screen showed the interface of the Yellow Hair app. He opened his backpack, which contained the item: "Coercion Card (One-time Use Item): After use, the success rate of the next coercion increases to 100%."

This was his trump card, which he didn't use.

Without a doubt, Kiyosaki was in great danger; the first time she held her own against Shirakawa Natsu's gun was a real one.

Yamagishi Hika gave him one, and he could feel the difference between a real gun and a model gun when they were pressed together.

Of course, not everyone has this kind of experience.

Kiyoshi's grip on the gun and his stance when he was facing him were both very professional, indicating that he was definitely a seasoned gun user.

When he went upstairs, he noticed that Xiaoyu had already untied the ropes binding her.

Given Qing Shangqiu's level of expertise, it's impossible that she didn't see it; clearly, she did it on purpose.

The next step was to test him, after confirming that he was indeed just an ordinary person.

Without anyone noticing, they replaced the real gun with a model gun.

This was all part of her plan; she had prepared for both possibilities from the very beginning.

As for why Qing Shangqiu was so easily fooled by his acting skills.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Xiaoyu, whose eyes were shining as she waited for him to tell her stories about men.

Qing Shangqiu thought that if he were her enemy, he wouldn't have chosen to cooperate with an idiot like Xiaoyu.

In that case, I should thank Xiaoyu for saving him trouble.

Xiaoyu, feeling pitiful, said, "Okay, I admit I did think about running away just now, but I came back because I couldn't bear to leave my teacher. Isn't that enough to prove that I'm a trustworthy partner?"

"Hmm, well done." Shirakawa Natsu tapped her forehead: "Your next task is to infiltrate that big-breasted policewoman's house and gain her trust."

"Ah~" A hint of hesitation flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes, clearly unwilling, but her earlier attempt to run away made her unwilling to go against Bai Chuanxia's wishes. After a long pause, her cute little face struggled before she reluctantly nodded: "Remember our promise, we will become detectives together."

Shirakawa Natsu looked at her serious expression and, noticing that Aunt Mahi hadn't arrived yet, asked, "You seem very persistent."

After struggling for a few seconds, Xiaoyu nodded: "I don't want to stay in the orphanage. The most important reason is that I've felt like someone is watching me from the shadows since I was very young."

After she finished speaking, she looked up at Shirakawa Natsumi: "Teacher, you will help me, right?"

As the two were talking, a car pulled up to the side of the road, the door opened, and it was Aunt Mafei.

Shirakawa Natsu wanted to go over, but found that Xiaoyu was tugging at her clothes, her eyes filled with longing.

"I will help you, but it will take some time."

Now everything else has to be postponed; his top priority is to win over the fox.