After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

The real person's voice stopped abruptly.

The system asks: [Aren't you Japanese? ]

"..."

[I... I forgot. ]

He only vaguely remembered that he was studying in a certain university in Tokyo. He was a man who had no fetish for dressing up as a woman. He was cheated by the president of the club he joined to cosplay, and then he traveled through time.

As for the others, except for some manga and anime plots, there are only some common sense of life left, who knows that there will be problems.

Looking at the busy criminal police around him, Zhenren was so embarrassed that he tapped his toes on the ground, trying to explain his brain circuit, [And Sanada xx, isn’t he from a police family, who would have thought that he didn’t become a policeman and went to work as a police officer. ]

The system was quite speechless, Ganqing was so confident before going out that he didn't even know where he was working.

It roughly explained the previous situation, and then said: [In short, the parallel line vulnerability has been fixed, and you will no longer meet the original characters. I still have reports to write about this series of events and vulnerability data analysis, please call me. ]

After speaking, there was no sound.

[Okay, thank you for your hard work...]

The real person scratched his hair, and felt that he had that serious illness when he went to the Metropolitan Police Department to report to work.

The sleeping Kogoro deduced from the strange claw marks on the balcony that she threw the body with a fishing line. It was difficult to confirm the identity of the body that was about to be minced into minced meat. She probably wanted to use a garbage truck to dispose of it. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened...

She had to call the police by herself.

The evidence was conclusive. The woman knelt down and confessed on the spot like waking up from a dream, crying and telling her that her motive for committing the crime was that her boyfriend cheated on her and dumped her to be with the mistress.Just before she was about to kill her boyfriend and then commit suicide, she met a mysterious man when she went to the mall to prepare tools for the crime.

The man told her that there was a way to make a man never change his mind, and it belonged only to her alone, and gave her a piece of paper wrapped with strange patterns, saying that as long as he killed the man, put it with the body together.

The woman has been able to see strange creatures since she was a child, and she was recruited by the magic world but did not join. She could feel the specialness of that thing, believed in it, and did as the man said.

But in order to get rid of the suspicion of murder, he will live with his new boyfriend forever, and at the same time feel that the body that hugged other women is disgusting.

She cut off the head and saved it. The body was brutally dismembered and put into a garbage bag together with the props, tied with a fishing line from the balcony, and thrown into the garbage bin not far downstairs.

The carrion was taken away by the garbage truck, leaving only her clean boyfriend, which was the best way she could think of to dispose of the body.

The dustbin was jolted and the lid snapped shut.

It was not yet dawn, most of her body was hanging outside, her eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, she was staring down intently, waiting for her boyfriend to come back and look for his head.

There was a quick reaction, the box shook suddenly, and then something came out of it ignoring physical obstacles.

But it was completely different from what she imagined.

Looking at the pale face of the curse spirit woman, she knew that she had been cheated.

She hugged her boyfriend's cold head tightly, and when she saw the curse looking for her, she immediately hid back and closed the doors and windows tightly. In a panic, she thought of the conjurer who specialized in dealing with these things. There was no way to contact her, so she could only imitate the terrifying sound immediately and dialed the alarm number.

Because the corpse would definitely be found, she lied that her boyfriend had been captured by a monster. When the police arrived, she hurriedly disposed of the crime tools and hid the head of the corpse in the doll.

As for who the person who gave her the item was, it's unclear who was wearing the mask.

The prisoner was pushed into the police car, and the conjurer left too quickly before, and the police will explain the matter to "Window" again.

The event is over.

Seeing Conan Edogawa come out from behind Mori Kogoro, who was sleeping soundly by the green belt, and walk into the cordon to stare at the scratches on the ground, Zhenren is really a little curious about whether his three views of the supernatural have collapsed or not.

Just as he was about to ask for his impressions, the phone in his pocket vibrated several times.

It was the second time someone contacted him since time travel, and he took it out to see that he had received several text messages in a row.

The mobile phone before crossing was the only thing he brought from the original world. He put it in the storage compartment together with the cosplay suit. Now he is using a newly bought mobile phone, and the calling card system has been re-managed for him.

The contact list is empty, and the real person immediately saves the number.

Seeing that the content of the text message was special, and there were people around, he didn't check it right away.

The person from the "window" came with a super ordinary-looking passer-by face, asked a few words, and the real person used the same answer as before in the Metropolitan Police Department to fool him.

Immediately after the other party took out a non-disclosure agreement or something for him to sign, he gave him a check with several zeros behind it.

The real person held the check trembling slightly, counted it several times, and rang the system in a calm tone.

[I found a great way to make money fast. ]

system:[……]

[This is 200 million!Casually sealing 200 million, the conjurer is indeed rich! ]

The system's attention was obviously not on this side, and it lighted colorful fireworks on the light screen for him a little perfunctorily, and scrolled the screen to play the congratulatory subtitles to celebrate.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. The real person is in a very good mood. He took a taxi to the bank to withdraw money amidst the colorful fireworks. Don't hesitate to make a good purchase.

Finally, I went home with a box full of games and played until five in the morning. For the first time, I experienced the unfettered fun of traveling through different worlds.

Before going to bed, the real person lies on the bed.

After closing his eyes, he opened them again.

He sat up, reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table, hovered his fingers, and searched the Internet first, "What should I do if I forgot to return my boss's information after playing games all night?".

After confirming the statement of being sick, he entered the text message nervously.

[X: Z, as long as you are fine. 】

[X: This task was completed very well. 】

【X: Knowing that you won't be free, and the new deployment has been arranged, use the current identity of Makoto Ito to replace S who died in the line of duty, and sneak into the black organization. 】

[X: I will meet you tomorrow for the specific plan and handover. 】

[X: #################]

The last unknown character should be the time and place of meeting.

"..."

The real man found that the rhetoric he had prepared was useless.

After a while, I can only reply with one word [OK].

"System! System!!"

The electronic speaker sounded, [What's wrong? ]

"The boss asked me to go undercover in the black organization! Can I resign?"

[......]

It really obeyed the luck of this host.

[The ooc vest is not recommended, I will assist you. ]

The system withdrew from the black, white and blue data flow, and found that he was silent for two seconds after playing the game all night. He quickly wrote a program and installed it on the light screen, so the real person saw a red button on the top of the screen.

"what is this?"

The real person tried to click in, and found that the interface changed immediately.

Like a simulated game interface, the technological keyboard display occupies more than half of the screen, the warehouse grid is still there, and it is placed directly below the edge of the screen, and the red button above turns green.

Press green to switch back to the original style.

The system noble and coldly spit out four words: [Auxiliary program. ]

The real person casually clicked a number key on the red mode keyboard, and then his body jumped up uncontrollably, jumping on the bed.

"..."

He extended his consciousness to other keys and experimented one by one.

The system looked at it for a while, then fine-tuned the program, and the other side has already hacked into the phone of the boss, or the contact person, to find out the time and place of encryption.

It reminds: [You still have three hours of sleep, and you can go to the Dahei Building for an appointment at nine o'clock. ]

The freshness of the real person has passed and the enthusiasm has subsided. After exercising, panting, he suddenly asked with regret, "Is the legal textbook I ordered useless..."

[Return it. ]

The system said coldly, locking the screen to force him to sleep.

—

The next day.

The real person wore sunglasses, a mask, and a baseball cap to cover up possible revealing expressions and personal characteristics, and came to the bar "Cocktail" on the top floor of the Dahei Building.

This used to be the secret trading place of the Black Organization. It was bombed before. The more dangerous the place, the safer it is. It is very bold to choose this place to connect.

There was a system prompt, and the real person locked on the target in front of the bar at a glance.

He imitated the agent in the movie, and sat down next to the other party without squinting. Then he asked the bartender for a glass of whiskey, but he didn't drink it, so he held it in his hand, because drinking meant that he had to take off his mask.

He knew that the corners of his mouth under the mask were so tense and irritated that he couldn't hold it down, but fortunately, the connector didn't seem to think anything was wrong.

Less talk and less mistakes, the real person didn't speak, and the side was very quiet.

He looked to the side from time to time out of the corner of his eye, and finally the connector made a move.

After finishing the drink, the ordinary young man who came to get drunk got up and was about to leave. Maybe he was a little drunk, and accidentally bumped into the person next to him: "Ah, I'm really sorry."

'Be careful. '

Hearing the subtle whisper, Daoist paused, "...it doesn't matter."

His hand was quickly stuffed into a USB flash drive during the contact just now.