All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

"I've lived in this orphanage as long as I can remember." Atsushi Nakajima's voice sounded slowly in the darkness, with a rustling texture, "Not long ago, I was kicked out by the dean, and I joined the orphanage later. Armed Detective Agency."

He leaned against the door, and the cold metal temperature fell on his back through his thin shirt, but he didn't seem to feel it. He just lowered his head, stared blankly at the palm of his hand, and laughed bitterly at himself: "To be honest, I just left the orphan. When I was in the hospital, I really thought I was going to starve to death."

Underage, no education, no skills, even a wild dog begging does not know where to find food, and there is no chance to serve dishes in a restaurant. Tortured to death, he curled up under the overpass hole in the rainy night, his knees seemed to be able to push through his chest to his back. That unforgettable feeling has never been forgotten by Atsushi Nakajima to this day.

Even though he has encountered so many critical moments of life and death after joining the Armed Detective Agency, Atsushi Nakajima has never felt closer to the moment of death than this.

Shinomiya She also listened quietly, without interrupting or asking too much.

They stood quietly for a while, and Atsushi Nakajima digested his emotions little by little in the silence. He pulled the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, opened his hands, and slapped himself on the face mercilessly, breaking up the sentimentality. Get back on your feet.

"Sorry, Mr. Shinomiya, it's useless to talk so much... Let's find a way to escape!"

"It's not useless."

Shinomiya She also just opened his mouth, when a voice from next door spoke out earlier than him, the voice was not loud, the ending was clear and deep, somewhat familiar.

"Ahem, you don't have to apologize."

When Shinomiya Furuya frowned and thought about where the familiarity came from, Nakajima Atsushi didn't even think about it, and shouted without hesitation and surprise:

"Akutagawa???"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke leaned against the fence gate, put his fist to his lips, suppressing the itch in his throat.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa came here at the same time as Atsushi Nakajima and Tsutomu Shinomiya, and he listened as much as Atsushi Nakajima said.

Realizing this, Atsushi Nakajima's face turned red, and he didn't feel anything when he said these words to Mr. Shinomiya, but when he thought of Akutagawa's sad and weak appearance just now, Atsushi Nakajima wished he could immediately Make a hole and bury yourself in it, and cover it with earth peacefully.

"That's right..." His brain was spinning wildly, his thinking couldn't keep up with his tongue, and he almost bit the tip of his tongue, "This, I can't use supernatural powers here, I tried it just now, how about you?"

The object of questioning is obviously not Shinomiya Shibuya, he is just a primary school student in the world of supernatural powers, and he can't even control his abilities, let alone test them.

The hem of the black windbreaker hung down the back of his calf, Akutagawa Ryunosuke lowered his head, his eyebrows raised slightly, this feeling of not being able to control his own destiny made him extremely uncomfortable.

"It doesn't work."

The three of them exchanged information with each other across the wall and through the iron fence in front of them.

The three connected rooms have the same layout, they are all squares with a length of two meters and a width of two meters. There is only one window in the room, which is about two meters high. It is very small, only the size of two books. It can't be broken without breaking it, and it is impossible to saw it off. The fence gate is also made of the same material. The steel rods as thick as fingers are like a barrier. The distance between each railing is about a punch. To the right, there is not even a door installed, as if the person who shut them in never thought of letting them out.

"Secret compartments, secret passages, hints, props... nothing." Shinomiya also crossed out the entries on the handbook, "It's a completely unequal escape room, we don't know anything about it, and now even The plot hasn’t even been triggered yet. The only thing that can be guessed is the reason why we triggered the ability... What the three of them did before entering—"

"Enter the alleyway, witness the dead, see the arrow." Shinomiya She, even standing in the cell of one person, still straightened his back. He lowered his head and drew a circle on the notebook, "No matter what the reason or what kinds of reasons, we All need to pay attention to related things that may appear here."

He calmed down very quickly, even like a player who went to an escape room game, his face was cold and indifferent, but his ruby ​​eyes were shining, and he kept recording materials and flashes of inspiration in the notebook.

"Wait!" Atsushi Nakajima suddenly stopped searching, his eyes fell on the ground——

It's not his illusion, the bright light cast by the bright moonlight is climbing up his shoe uppers little by little... In this cell where the watch is stopped, the clock of the mobile phone is locked, and everything is kept in a "stationary" state, Time actually changes!

Shinomiya and Akutagawa also realized it immediately. They looked down and found that as the moon climbed, the area of ​​the light spot became larger and faster. In a blink of an eye, they could see the cold white full moon in the sky through the small window. .

"Heh." A chuckle came abruptly from the door, the voice had no ups and downs, could not tell the difference between male and female, like a machine, full of inorganic coldness.

The man stood outside the fence gate, his face was covered by the shadow, and only the silhouette of a man could be seen from his figure. He clapped his hands lightly, like an audience after watching the opening ceremony and looking forward to the follow-up performance, or like a circus The animal trainer attracts the attention of the animals in the cage--

"Please note that from this moment on, the game begins."