I'm surviving in a love game

Behind the glass wall that is as thick as a fist is the interior of the prison that is too wide and looks barren. There are still a few small holes in the glass wall for sound transmission.

It is not so much a prison as it is a special ward for detaining mental patients. Shiori Hoshimiya observed that the three white walls are covered with a layer of soft material, which is most likely used to prevent criminals from committing suicide or escaping. .

"Ha-ha-is it finally here?" A voice came from the corner, and immediately, Xinggong Shizhi saw a white figure gradually stretch out from the ball, and finally slowly turned towards them.

Because of the previous case, Hoshimiya Shiori was very familiar with his voice, so he was sure that he was the criminal the moment he spoke.

However, in view of his supernatural ability, she was still a little worried whether the supernatural ability would be displayed while he was speaking.

Luanbu stood on one side, not intending to ask any questions, but staring at the man through the glass wall with his arms folded. His eyes were slightly raised, and if there was no concealment of a smile, the sharp aura was enough to make one's heart startled .

Compared with the calmness of the chaotic steps, the criminal's eyes shone with madness, and the corners of his mouth trembled unconsciously, as if he wanted to go up, but he pulled it down fiercely in the next second. It looked very weird.

"Ah...it's that lovely lady, you're here too?" He said, twisting his neck unnaturally, making a rattling sound, the light in his eyes didn't go out, but burned more and more intensely, "Noon All right, everyone."

Hearing the familiar greeting, Shiori Xinggong felt physically uncomfortable.

"We're here to ask you some questions." Xinggong Shiori said, remembering something again, yes, it's the other party's name, her eyes glanced at the prison guard on the side and landed on the sign beside the prison door, He called out his name with a slightly uncertain voice, "Sato?"

No matter how you look at it, this name is a pseudonym. In fact, the personal information sheet about him can reveal a lot of disobedience, because no matter what kind of person, there should always be a past, and this person named Sato's man, his past is blank, only a few strokes outline his past.

He seemed to appear out of thin air, but it cannot be ruled out whether there are other forces that erased his past.

"It's my honor to be able to help you all." He approached the crowd as he spoke, and stopped when he was a step away from the glass door, as if he had managed to control his facial muscles to show a decent smile , but the smile disappeared suddenly when he saw Atsushi Nakajima hiding behind, "It's you!"

"How could it be you!" At this moment, Atsuka Nakajima turned into a cock that ignited Sato's rationality, and complex emotions all surfaced on his face.

"Bang!!" The thick glass door was knocked hard, with such force that the surrounding air trembled. Realizing that the other party was referring to himself, Atsushi Nakajima shook his shoulders in fright, and his body Still trembling.

very scary……

gross……

The man's words evoked Atsushi Nakajima's chaotic and broken memories, and the deliberately shattered memories turned into black butterflies circling and flying in his mind, with wings rustling——

No, I can't think about it anymore, it's so painful, he never wants to go back to the state where his body is out of control.

"Mr. Sato, please calm down." Shiori Hoshimiya quietly covered Atsushi Nakajima's voice, and the voice obviously cooled down. The man in front of him casually glanced at Shiori Hoshimiya and asked : "If you want to ask who ordered me to do it, then I can tell you that the answer does not exist."

"There is no one's instigation. Everything I do is to test the truth of the world." The smile widened at the corner of his mouth, "It is a truth that is enough to shock the world."

"Then let's talk about the truth you are looking for." Luanbu said, his green eyes fixed on the man firmly.

"This world is false, everyone—" His words were interrupted by a piercing gunshot.

"Boom bang bang-!!"

son.The bullets did not enter the flesh.There were a few dull sounds from the body, and it opened.The smell of gunpowder smoke from the gun wafted to the tip of Hoshimiya Shiori's nose.The man fell heavily to the ground after several gunshots, and several blood-red flowers bloomed on the white prison uniform, and the blood continued to spread until his chest was completely filled with blood.

"What are you doing?!" Hoshimiya Shiori questioned the prison guard who suddenly drew his gun, who tilted his head and put his hand.Throwing the handle of the gun into the palm of the other hand, and reloading the gun with a click, he said with a smile, "Obviously, I'm killing people."

"Because he's too verbose, and wasting so much of your time, even I can't stand it. So I happily decided to kill him. Kill him to save everyone's time."

As soon as the voice fell, he held his hand with one hand.Gun, the remaining few rounds.The bullets were all fired, passing through the small holes without error.

But because the man in the prison had already fallen to the ground and was about to die, the son flew along a horizontal trajectory.After that, the final destination is just not inside the wall.

She had a bad premonition before, and the prison guard in front of her was very similar to a man she knew well.

In Ranbu's field of vision, he saw the man who was about to die, and with the last bit of strength, he mouthed to him, "This world is false."

It is indeed the truth enough to shock the world.

"Ah! I haven't introduced myself yet. It's really rude." The prison guard casually threw the gun aside, took off his hat, and then, as if by magic, he had black hair and black eyes in a few seconds. The ordinary man transformed into a familiar appearance of Hoshimiya Shiori.

Silver hair and golden eyes, there is still a scar on the left eye.

"Next is Gogol. I hope everyone will be satisfied with the magic just now. Of course, if you are not satisfied..." He paused, like a host controlling the field, his voice raised in the next second, "The next magic, everyone Will definitely be satisfied!"

Accompanied by his voice, there were rumbling explosions from all over the prison, but because of the special structure of the superhuman prison, it didn't affect them for a while.

However, according to this trend, it will soon spread to them, and then there will be only a dead end.

Xinggong Shizhi was thinking this way, a bomb that had been lying in ambush for an unknown amount of time.The bullet exploded above their heads, and she quickly pushed Ranpo and Atsushi Nakajima behind them to the ground.

The air was full of explosions.The dust produced after the explosion blurred the vision, and the nostrils were filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

In the chaos, Gogol's figure loomed.

Suddenly she seemed to hear his voice.

"Honey, we meet again."

The author has something to say:

Cannon fodder: This world is false.

Ranpo: Stupid, I already guessed it (bushi)

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What, did you all guess that the prison guard is Gogol? ! (thump in disappointment)