Red and black camp simulation game

Shui Wurenai felt a murderous aura coming straight at her, but before she had any stress reaction, she disappeared inexplicably, leaving only cold sweat, which could prove that the person on the other side sincerely wanted to kill her at that moment. to kill her.

"Are you scared?" A swallowing voice came from the ear, and the boy's voice became clear again, sounding sleepy, "I don't understand why you infiltrating investigators from abroad are so timid... Ah, forgetting that you grew up in Japan, no wonder."

"Keil-chan, don't you feel that you have completely hidden your past information?"

The blindfold on Mizumurena's face was torn off by one hand. Before she could adapt to the change of light, she was attracted by the phone screen that stretched out from her eyes. The photo on it made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Even her CIA identity The shock she received when she was exposed was not as shocking as this photo.

"Where are you from—!" Shui Wurennai subconsciously wanted to grab the phone, but only struggled twice in vain. The handcuffs behind her back felt very strong at this moment, she was completely unable to move, and could only watch Pan helplessly. The illuminated electronic photo became clearer in front of my eyes.

It was a very ordinary photo, a black-haired girl with a ponytail was carrying a little boy who looked very similar to her on her back, and that girl had a pair of very recognizable, beautiful and bright blue cat eyes, matching The pair of eyes under Reina Mizuna's blindfold are exactly the same - this is a photo taken ten years ago by a CIA agent whose real name is Hondo Ekai and the only living relative.

"Obviously, your information protection is not in place," the phone screen suddenly turned dark, reflecting Reina Mizumu's pale face and undisguised panic. Amidst the icy tea-brown, the cold light in the room seemed to reveal a little light red. The appearance of this black-haired boy with slightly curly hair was almost 17% similar to the police officer she had seen in memory. The facial lines are softer, and he looks like a young high school student, "Your brother should be [-] years old this year, let's guess if he will come here after he gets the news of his sister who has been missing for ten years?"

Relying on her understanding of her younger brother's personality, Rena Mizumu could answer without thinking: Yes, because that child Yingyou couldn't let go of this great opportunity to find himself.

"...What do you want me to do?" She gritted her molars for a long time before she could force out this question. Since the other party knew she was from the CIA and did not report it, and even took out a photo of her younger brother to threaten her, it must be necessary. To use her place, she had to calm down first.

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy sat back on the armchair beside him after turning off his mobile phone. Now that there was no cover, Rena Mizumu could see the room he was currently in as a matter of course.

This is not the interrogation room she had imagined, but an ordinary suite in a bar. The boy sitting on the red velvet armchair had just picked up a snow-white round big fortune, and lazily threw an emotionless one at her. His upper body was only in a white shirt, and the blood stained on it was very conspicuous, and the smell of blood she smelled probably came from this.

The other party's way of eating is also very distinctive, deliberately biting out the strawberry bean paste in Dafuli and swallowing it, then throwing the layer of glutinous rice skin on the plate in disgust, and then picking up the next one to repeat the action, Mizuruna didn't know Why did she shift her gaze to the silver plate, and the stacked groups of unrecognizable white told her that her guess was right, the boy was really eating the filling of Daifuku instead of the outer skin.

Does anyone really eat wagashi like this...?For a moment, she felt genuinely at a loss.

"I won't judge you again. It doesn't matter to you how I eat it," the young man interrupted her wandering thoughts, and said dissatisfiedly, "This store cut corners and didn't add strawberry juice...the tasteless glutinous rice skin Should disappear from the dessert world!"

These words were not made according to Mr. Ranpo's character design, but purely from his own inner thoughts that month. He originally asked Ishikawa to buy a box of Strawberry Daifuku as a "playing prop" for him, but it turned out that he bought it just right. It was a masterpiece of the restaurant he had eaten before that didn't suit his taste.

If he used his own identity, he would definitely eat it casually, but his little idol did express that he was not interested in the soulless glutinous rice outside of sweets, so that month he simply imitated what the other party would do and took out the strawberry bean paste in Dafu, It was really delicious.

The tasteless glutinous rice skin should be classified as cult food together with sweet curry, he nodded convincingly from the bottom of his heart.

Regarding the disguised new identity, when filling in the blank identity card that month, he found that although this thing can be set at will, it cannot directly change his appearance. He can change his age to the first grade of elementary school, but where is 1.8? Mi's 7-year-old?So in the end he adjusted his age to 22 years old without even thinking about it. This age just graduated from university can be explained no matter what his status is, and he was also a 'baby face' at that month, just a little modification is enough.

The pseudonym is not particularly important, and he didn't bother to think about the name anymore, so he made it up for a while and directly filled in "Miyamoto Akatsuki".

Miyamoto is the mother's surname, and Xiao (Akatsuki) is purely to save trouble. He took apart the Roman accent of his full name, deleted, deleted, and subtracted the final words. This ordinary name that cannot be seen in the crowd is just right. Nayue himself was quite satisfied with Zhang Yang's characteristics anyway.

Needless to say the faction, he chose the red side without hesitation. When it was his turn to set a career, Nayue carefully analyzed what to choose, and then resolutely pressed random.

Just like when he first entered this 'game' seven years ago, he has confidence in his own ability, no matter what occupation or identity he randomly gets, he can play to the best state.

The 'boy', who was struggling with Dafu's glutinous rice skin, paused imperceptibly, and his eyes drifted to his current personal panel.

Name: Akira Miyamoto

Age: 22 years old

Faction: Red side

Status: trainee teacher

Evaluation: A very talented Chinese teacher, with strong reasoning ability but not in good health, with little sense of human feelings and a childish personality—is it really okay for you to be a gardener, Mr. Xiao?

Chijiang often wondered whether the evaluation on this panel was automatically generated by his unscrupulous ability or by some unscrupulous leader. Just looking at the cheap question mark, that month felt that his fist hard.

But even if he didn't want to admit it anymore, he recalled the last 'student' he taught. I don't know if the child's current psychological shadow has disappeared much... This evaluation is really pertinent, haha.

Never believe in random luck again.

Nayue intends to create an image that is very different from that of a police officer for Akatsuki Miyamoto, who will be active in the eyes of the red side for a long time. In the eyes of ordinary people, "Akie Nazuki" is a gentle, powerful and reassuring and excellent criminal policeman, then "Akatsuki Miyamoto" 'It happened to be in line with his current physical condition. As a big kid with a weak body but a good brain, he can still speak venomously.

Edogawa Ranpo's external image undoubtedly met his current needs, and he was also someone he knew very well that month, so he directly applied part of the other party's personality and then blended his own characteristics into it.

Before coming to this bar, Nayue temporarily used the disguise tool in the car to modify his face, and then picked out a pair of tea-brown colored contact lenses to wear, but because his own pupils were too bright, The final effect turned into iris inexplicably - the same color as his teacher - the clothes just took off the suit jacket and coat, leaving the innermost shirt, the blood color and smell that Rena Mizuna saw were his The intentional opening of the wound is to leave a deeper impression of the characteristics of "bad health" in the minds of others.

At the beginning of that month, I only planned to knock out Rena Mizumu and then bring her back to the organization, and then use Kalua's identity to guarantee her identity, which is undoubtedly true, but this will leave traces in the suspicious eyes of Gin Jiu. If the CIA Exposure in the future will also be detrimental to Kalua's disguise.

So in the end he chose to knock out Rena Mizumusa and threatened her to achieve cooperation between Kalua and Kiel, and then forged a video of the interrogation and submitted it later, revealing Kalua's 'crazy' and loyalty to the BOSS In addition, Keel, who was "injured during the interrogation", can temporarily leave Gin's sight and continue to cooperate with Akai Shuichi secretly.

It can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone, so he has no reason not to do it.

Finally finished the last piece of Strawberry Daifuku, Nayue took out a tissue and casually wiped off the powder on her fingertips, squinted her eyes and said she didn't get an answer, so the infiltrating investigator became more nervous and repeated her question: "I want you to do it. What?"

He shook his head boredly, put his elbows on his knees and his chin with his palms, wrinkled his nose childishly, and spoke lightly and slyly.

"I don't care who 'Hondo Eikai' is, I just need 'Kiel' as my chess piece," said the man who will be called the organization hound in the future, "The stupid baby just needs to follow my perfect instructions." That's enough, don't worry, I won't ask you to betray the CIA."

"Besides, I'm sure you can make that Gin guy goofy, I'm looking forward to it."

He is cute when he smiles with his eyes bent, and with such a youthful appearance, he speaks what seems to be a simple prank, but Rena Mizumu understands the horror of this person even more.

She clearly realized that there is no real clean person in the organization, no matter how harmless and soft-hearted this person looks, he is not to be underestimated.

"Also, I'm not a kid, Keel-chan," Nayue added after a little thought, "You've already heard my code name, so you can't even remember it?"

The man yawned, raised his hand, grabbed a bag of potato chips and tore it open, and said casually, "I'm the 'Kalua' you exchanged information with idiot Ley."

"Age is a secret," Nayue continued mysteriously, "My name is Akira Miyamoto, and she is currently a qualified trainee teacher. Don't forget."

Guessing that the other party might not be engaged in ordinary people's profession like Gin, or like Bourbon, the radio host Rena Mizumus who had a freelance detective as a disguise was deeply stupefied.

What do you say you are?teacher?The kind that teaches and educates people in schools?

She only knew that there were many people with strange organizations, but she didn't know that Kaluya's character would actually run to become a teacher. Wouldn't he really quarrel with the students over whether Daifuku wanted to eat glutinous rice skin?