Escape from the world [Cthulhu]

Next to the office is a lounge, which is small in size, with only a single bed and a set of tables and chairs.

"The layout is the same as my initial point..." Yan An said, "except for this person on the ground."

A young woman collapsed at a table in the lounge, looking like she had been attacked from behind.

He Ying was eager to try, and really wanted to investigate, but it was a pity that his sanity value did not allow it.

Yan An didn't even allow it, he didn't even need to look to know what He Ying, an overly curious and diligent guy, was thinking: "I'm alive, I can't die, don't worry about it."

"It's not good to just leave the girl like this?" He Ying hesitated, "At least carry her to the bed."

"Are you ending your game experience here now?" Yan An looked at He Ying kindly.

He Ying was obedient immediately: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have extra thoughts."

After finishing He Ying's curiosity, Yan An turned around and was about to leave: "Since someone has been here, there should be no clues to find, let's go."

He Ying obediently followed behind Yan An, and prepared to close the door very politely.

"Don't go...help me..."

A weak and tiny cry for help came from the room.

Boss Yan'an didn't soften his heart.

"I know... how to enter the data... room..."

Yan An turned around and came back: "Go in and save people."

He Ying: "..." It's really realistic, boss.

The two re-entered the waiting room, and He Ying, who was only 55 in strength, took the initiative to move people in view of Yan An's disgusted expression.

He Ying [Strength] check/exit: 55/99 big failure

Not only did he fail to lift him up, but his feet slipped and he fell on the girl.

It completely silenced people.

After watching all of this, Yan'an expressed his impressions: "...I now feel that it was a very wrong decision to bring you along."

He Ying wanted to cry but had no tears, so she got up quickly and checked the victim's breathing and pulse—it was okay, everything was there.

"It's useless for you to touch, she's already dead." Yan An said, taking out a pair of disposable gloves from her pocket and putting them on, "Turn her over and lie on her back."

He Ying did so, and obediently withdrew to the side, waiting for the boss to kill and dismember the body.

Of course Yan'an didn't kill and dismember the body, he just simply searched the person's body, his movements were quick, capable, and the search was very thorough, without gender concept at all.

He found a bunch of keys in the woman's trouser pocket, and then found a red bronzing thick cover book with a sense of age in her messenger bag.

He Ying took a sneak peek, and the cover said "Prehistory of the Pacific (Prehistory of the Pacific)".

The current situation is obviously not suitable for reading. Yan An didn't seem to intend to destroy the book on the spot. He searched the woman again, but gave up after finding nothing useful.

He Ying, who had found her own bright direction, volunteered: "Do you want to take that book? It can be put in my computer bag."

Yan An thought for a moment, then handed the book over: "Put it away, this should be an important item, if you lose it, don't lose it."

"Is there anything special about this book?"

"The books in the office bookcase are very interesting." Yan An raised the woman's head and motioned for He Ying to raise her legs, and the two of them worked together to carry her onto the bed. "They are all arranged according to the color of the cover, and then they are sorted alphabetically , and the books starting with P are just missing one book.”

He Ying admired it in her heart. Compared with Yan An, the investigative skills she brought seemed fake.

Not only did not find useful things, but also lost san for no reason.

Capitalized trash.

"Then what about this person?"

"I'll give her first aid. If she can wake up, ask her. If she can't wake up, let her lie down more thoroughly." Yan An took out the first aid kit in her pocket, ready to show her skills.

Yan'an【First Aid】check/exit: 80/88 failed

Yan An: "..."

He Ying: "What's wrong?"

Yan An silently put the first aid kit back, and took out other medicines: "I can't save her, let her lie down more safely."

He Ying was so frightened that her hair was about to stand up. She hugged Yan An and dragged her back boldly, yelling, "Calm down! Murder is breaking the law! Doctors can save lives and heal the wounded, don't kill people—"

Yan An turned to look at him and corrected him, "I'm a forensic doctor."

"Partners of justice can't even kill people!" He Ying could no longer control her mouth well, "The police | how sad they found out!"

Yan An thought for a while, but she didn't know what she thought of, and her expression softened a little: "You are right, the police | the police will be sad."

He Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to make persistent efforts to drag Yan An away.

"And I didn't say I was going to kill someone." Yan An's gentleness was only at the time of that sentence, "If you hug me again, I will let you experience the dying feelings of the deceased."

He Ying hastily let go and regained her quail essence.

Yan An frowned and looked at her crumpled clothes, and killed He Ying with her eyes: "If you do it again, you can break it yourself."

He Ying bowed her head and admitted her mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't be bold."

Yan An rolled the woman's eyelids, checked her body briefly for any scars, and even reached into her hair to touch the back of her head, and finally frowned and concluded: "The physical signs are stable and the appearance is normal, except for you Other than the hit, there is no visible injury."

He Ying said in a low voice, "Then my hit...was it right?"

"Barely, it can be regarded as making up for it." After checking, Yan'an took out a strange device from his back, adjusted it briefly, and pressed it according to the unconscious person.

Non-professional He Ying has never seen this thing: "What is this?"

"The needleless syringe was originally used for insulin injections, but I thought it was more suitable for other purposes, so I changed it to something else." Listening to the notification that the injection was successful, Yan An seemed to be in a better mood, Talking too much, "Originally... some people said that my idea was groundless, and he probably never thought that I would have a time to put it into practice."

He Ying suddenly had a miraculous premonition: "Is this person a policeman?"

Yan An paused: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because when you mentioned him, it felt very similar to when I advised you before."

Yan An retracted the syringe to its original position: "How does it feel?"

"Hmm... the feeling of falling in love." He Ying couldn't help gossiping, "You must like him very much."

"..." Yan An didn't speak, as if he was recalling something.

He Ying thought that Yan An was shy, so she approached Yan An and asked, "Don't be embarrassed, what's his name... What's wrong with you?"

Yan An's face turned pale: "I...don't remember."