Dungeon Player

Chapter 149 I am really innocent (34 please vote for me)

On the bustling streets, there were neatly dressed beastmen, goblins, werewolves and other various underground creatures. The residents of Winterfell were waiting at the bus stop for the bus beetle beast that had not come yet.

Behind the bus stop is a magic stone bank with "Never Pay Back" written on the door.

At the door of the bank, stood a guard beastman wearing full armor, following another female beastman from the Magic Stone Bank, chatting happily. The chat was one-sided, because the female staff did not seem to be interested.

"...Then the ooze monster told me, I didn't mean to eat your table. Hahahaha, he ate my table, hahaha, haha..." The guarding beastman laughed, but the person in front of him laughed. The chat partner was expressionless, and the beastman guard slowly stopped, and finally asked:

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes." The female beastman replied quickly.

"Okay...wait, those three..."

The beastman guard frowned and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand. Another female beastman staff member turned her head and glanced, then ran away in a panic.

There were three hamsters. The hamsters had black and white hair. They were all wearing black sunglasses and carrying a big black bag in their paws. They were standing on the edge of the bus stop, facing the bank, where there was the largest flow of people.

A fat hamster made a ready gesture to the two companions next to him.

Behind this hamster, another round hamster suddenly raised its paw:

"Boss, will you really have something to eat after this job?"

"Fat Man, you don't necessarily have to only eat as a rat. Sometimes, you should stand up and do something you dare not do in this life."

The hamster who was called the boss turned around and put a paw on Feizhai's shoulder.

The hamster on the right looked around and said:

"Boss, the number of people has increased, are we..."

"Um."

The boss nodded, then placed the big black bag on the ground, then squatted down and used his fleshy little claws to take out a black magic loudspeaker from the big black bag.

The two hamsters behind him also took out a guitar and a piano from the big bag.

The boss bent down and placed a large bowl in front of him.

"Ding-deng-deng~deng-deng-deng~"

Fat Man plucked the strings of his guitar and produced music full of western cowboy style.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

The second child slapped the keys of the piano, making dull music.

The two people's music repeated over and over again and matched together.

The boss took a deep breath, and the hamster's white chest swelled up. Then he sang in a voice as if he had sucked in helium:

"Don't ask where we come from~my home is..."

"Grass mud horse! It sounds so ugly!"

"Ganliliang! I'm going to be sung by you all night long!"

"Can't I give you money? Stop singing!"

Before long, the big bowl in front of the boss was filled with all kinds of stones, soil, insect skins, etc.

Feizhai immediately threw the guitar aside and started picking up edible things on the ground.

A succubus wearing canvas shoes and a backpack slung across his body also walked over with a sympathetic look, then took out a small piece of magic stone in his pocket and put it into the bowls of the three hamsters.

"Although life is difficult, you have to work hard!"

The three hamsters heard the words of the succubus girl in front of them. They gathered together, opened their big eyes, and began to fill up with tears.

"It's those people! Catch them quickly!"

"Don't run!"

Just when the three hamsters were moved by the kind deeds of the kind-hearted succubus, a group of Winterfell garrison members suddenly rushed over from the front.

"Run!"

The three hamsters caught the succubus together, then shouted "that" to the succubus, and pulled the succubus away together.

"Hey? Wait! Why do I have to run with you? I still have to go to work!"

The succubus shouted in a panic. Although he wanted to break free from the three hamsters, the huge strength of the three hamsters came from nowhere, making it impossible for the succubus to break free and was dragged away.

Soon, three hamsters and one succubus ran into a dead end, and behind them, a team of Winterfell city guards rushed over.

…………

"Wait! I'm innocent! I just sang a song on the street! Is this wrong?"

"Shut up, you wanted arsonist! Now you have an extra option for escaping from prison!"

"Boss!? When did you set the fire? And escaped from prison?"

"I've finished playing, can I eat?"

"Shut up! You two! You are also an arsonist who escaped from prison!"

"Wait a minute, I'm just a passing succubus. I really have nothing to do with them. I still have to go to work!"

"Shut up! Without bail, you think we will listen to you?"

"Get all the insects! Take them away!"

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Winterfell Garrison.

The light was pulled over, and the dazzling magic light made the succubus Evelin squint her eyes.

A goblin defensive officer sat across from Evelin. He held a form and patted the table:

"The director of the women's restroom at the Special Talent Center in Winterfell; the guard in the [expensive] sales department; the intern at the Merchant Alliance office; none of these people you mentioned and who you know came out to prove your innocence! What else can you say!”

"I...I really don't know those three hamsters..."

Evelin had tears in her eyes and looked aggrieved.

"Evelin! You said you don't know them!" The goblin patted the table again:

"You shouted out all three hamsters!"

"But I was really just rushing to work and saw them singing. Because they were pitiful and cute, I couldn't help but give them some magic stones to encourage them. I really didn't know they were wanted criminals." Flynn wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the goblin slamming the table. The goblin shouted:

"Do you think we, the Winterfell Guard, will believe your lies?"

The goblin continued to shout:

"Is there anyone who can prove your innocence and come to bail you out? If not, you will be found guilty immediately! We have prepared the verdict."

"Wait, I haven't been tried yet, right?"

Evelin still wanted to argue for herself, but the goblin slammed the table again and shouted:

"Are you kidding me? Contempt the garrison and get an additional sentence!"

"Wait, wait a minute! Let me think about it!" Evelin looked like she was crying. After thinking for a while, she hurriedly said:

"Lord Sherlock! Yes, Lord Sherlock still owes me five magic stones. He can prove that I am innocent. No, he can come and bail me out!"

………………

Sherlock was sitting in front of the computer, controlling the undead on the screen, using invincible rolls to avoid the fatal blow of a demon BOSS.

Because of his high concentration, he didn't even notice that a letter appeared on the table.

Until he made a mistake and was directly hammered to the ground by the BOSS.

"hiss--"

Sherlock raised his head suddenly, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and took a breath from between his teeth.

"Lord Sherlock, please rest for a while before continuing to learn from it. You have a letter that was just sent."

Blue said from the side.

Sherlock pushed the computer aside, and then saw the letter on the table, which read——

[To Mr. Sherlock—Winterfell Guard]

"When did I get involved with the Winterfell Guard?" Sherlock frowned. He was very sure that he didn't know those people.

"I don't know if you evacuated the ancient ruins. What I mean is that the players who evacuated the ancient ruins were discovered?"

Blue asked guessing.

Sherlock shook his head and did not answer. He picked up the letter and read it:

"Mr. Sherlock, Ms. Evelyn has designated you as his bail bondsman. After receiving the letter, please go to the Winterfell Defense Bureau as soon as possible to go through the relevant procedures. Please bring the relevant fees. - Winterfell Defense Bureau .”

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(PY "Foundation Game": an entertainment + SCP novel, written by the well-known columnist of Qidian.com)