Red and black camp simulation game

The dark-haired young man leaned against the railing with his head down.

"What's the matter, Hiro," Jiang Gu Ling looked at You Xunran worriedly, "You've been feeling strange since you woke up today, do you have a cold too?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head: "I don't know, I just had a nightmare again."

"Waiweiyi... will accept the punishment of the law." Jiang Guling was silent for two seconds, and replied softly.

"No, it wasn't a nightmare at that time." His voice was light and light, and he looked at his little friend's side face in a daze, "I just remembered... I seem to have dreamed that someone died."

"You and Nayue died in front of us," he said in a low voice, barely pulling the corners of his mouth, "it doesn't matter, it's all fake, dreams are the opposite anyway."

Jiang Gu Ling sighed, tilted his head and lightly bumped You Xunran's head: "Don't think too much, aren't we still alive?"

"Yes." Zhu Fu Jingguang collected his thoughts and laughed, "You are all fine."

"Xiaomorofu and Xiao Fuguya, you are here!" A familiar voice came from a distance, and when they turned their heads, they saw Kenji Hagiwara walking towards Matsuda who had just finished the game, "Did you see Xiao Nazuki? He said he went to the infirmary to get cold medicine, but I just remembered that the medical teachers are all on the playground today."

"Maybe I want to take a rest there by the way," Jiang Gu Ling pondered, "We've been sitting here, but we haven't seen it. You can ask the monitor, he's helping the instructor..."

"He went to the infirmary," Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly interrupted the conversation, and anxiety gradually emerged, "Alone?"

Both Hagiwara and Matsuda were stunned, looked at each other and nodded together: "Yes."

"No, it's nothing." Zhu Fu Jingguang reacted, scratching his face with embarrassment, "I feel a little bad... maybe it's just because I didn't sleep well last night."

Jiang Guling, who knew the content of the nightmare during the chat just now, blinked: "We were in the infirmary in your dream?"

"...Well." Zhu Fu Jingguang also felt that he was thinking too much, so he admitted embarrassedly.

The two people who had just come over looked at them blankly, and then Zhu Fu remembered and explained last night's nightmare again.

When they were talking, they happened to be standing under the teaching building, and Itahang, who had come out of the shooting gallery, walked this way naturally.

"We're all resting here," he looked around and subconsciously asked, "Is Chijiang not here?"

Just as they were about to talk, there were several gunshots above their heads.

Everyone's expression changed, and the four of them rushed upstairs without hesitation, and Yi Dahang, who had just arrived, also ran to find the instructor tacitly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang only felt that his head was about to explode into a paste. They obviously didn't know which floor the gunshot was from, but he immediately shouted intuitively: "Go to the infirmary on the third floor!"

That month is still there!

The time was set forward by 10 minutes, the player just took a step forward after speaking, and the man on the opposite side subconsciously pressed the quilt on the hospital bed with trembling hands as if he was scared and cornered.

"...I wasn't interested in asking at first," Nayue narrowed her eyes, "Who gave you the gun?"

After being discovered, the man relaxed. He triumphantly took out the pistol under the quilt, as if all the previous fear had been dispelled by this weapon.

"The dead don't need to know so much." He dropped a harsh sentence and pointed the gun directly at Nayue's chest.

Originally thought that this guy only carried a fruit knife at most, but that month did not expect that the behind-the-scenes person was so generous. The thought of sending the murderer to hell without hesitation was still in his chest when he watched Ling Gu Ling die last week It burned hotly, but that month forced it down.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to suppress it. Although he can't see the camp of the murderer on the other side, he knows that they are in the same camp just because of his police profession... There is no way to directly revenge and kill!

This rule may be to prevent players from accidentally injuring NPCs of the same camp, but in the current environment, Nayue can't wait to pull the planner's hair and show him: this kind of person deserves to stay in the red camp?

He has to find a way to change this person's alignment, or...

That month's eyes moved to the task reminder.

[Sub-task: Jiang Gu Ling's death.Mission description (hidden): The hatred that started with a bullet casing, it seems that someone is behind everything to make it happen, big detective, can you find him?Mission reward: Blank identity card*1 (reassign camp)]

To be honest, that month I wanted to save this identity card until the main story was opened, and then I could adapt it according to the plot.

"It's really cheap for you to go straight down. I'll give you a reprieve...cut," he didn't even have the slightest fear of the muzzle of the gun. He wasn't afraid of pointing a gun at him when Black Fang, who looked like a sniper, just had to shoot within two meters. Will he be afraid of a rookie who can only be shot with a gun?Nayue curled her lips and said to herself, "Barely acceptable."

"Why are you still talking to yourself? It's me who has the advantage now, it's me!" The person on the opposite side shouted again, "You hypocritical guy, you are so hypocritical...Why do all the instructors seem to be invisible? Prefer you?"

"You live in your own world all day long and never see the people around you...Yeah, you've forgotten my name a long time ago, who made you that 'genius' AKA, how can you think of an ordinary person like me name." The man sneered, "You arrogant guy, doesn't it feel good to be praised by your classmates? When you were happy in the sky, did you think that one day you would be pointed at by someone you didn't like?"

"I'm very proud. I've been on the rise, but I, who was identified by you, have to climb up with a resume that was punished as soon as I entered school!"

"By the way, you don't know yet, do you?" He laughed, "I have already found out that your uncle is a murderer, the one who killed your parents—"

The man's body flew out without warning, smashing the tables and chairs behind him heavily, and even the gas mask flew out.

Nayue shook her fist and looked at him expressionlessly: "Sorry, my hand is slippery."

"First of all, I didn't remember your name at all," the boy looked down at the man who hadn't gotten up, his red pupils flashed coldly, "Secondly, how my parents died has nothing to do with you."

"The last point," he bent his eyes and leaned slightly, "is there any mistake, I am the one who has the upper hand."

The man shot subconsciously, but none hit Nayue. The young man dodged his shots quickly and unhurriedly, only stopping suddenly when he silently counted two shots left in the gun, letting the The bullet passed the side of the neck.

The last bullet was fired, but the man was still unable to pull the trigger. After removing the gas mask, he had already inhaled part of the hypnotic gas, and his head was dizzy. There was a double image of that month in front of his eyes.

Nayue seized the moment of his hesitation, rushed forward and twisted the muzzle of his gun to aim at his own abdomen.

The sound of footsteps outside the door could already be heard, Nayue stared at the man at such a close distance, the man's slack pupils were stimulated to shrink again, Nayue mouthed to him with his back to the door.

"A present for you."

The door of the infirmary was kicked open, and the last bullet mercilessly passed through the man's body, and Na Yue then fell over his shoulder and smashed him to the ground.

"Natsuki!"

A few people in Jianggu violently opened the door and heard the gunshots, they just felt their hearts jumping to their throats, thinking that they would see a little friend who was shot and fell to the ground.

"Hi, I'm fine." The young man standing firmly on the spot greeted them calmly, looking more like a murderer than the one curled up in pain on the ground, he smiled in a good mood, "Did someone call the instructor? "

"The squad leader has gone." Jiang Gu Ling's face was ugly, or the faces of all four of them were equally stinky.

Hagiwara Kenji glanced at the face of the man on the ground, frowned and blurted out the name: "Isamu Morishita?"

Obviously, everyone else recognized that it was their classmate, and they all saw the pistol that fell on the ground. Nayue spread his hands: "He was too poorly aimed, and he accidentally fired in the end. I can't help it."

"What happened?" Zhu Fu Jingguang realized how dry his throat was after he opened his mouth. He looked at Nayue with fear, always thinking that this guy would fall down directly, but no, the young friend stood there, He looked at them heartlessly and laughed.

"It's nothing, I'm probably mad because I'm jealous," Na Yueman didn't care, "I'll explain the details when the instructor arrives."

He turned his head and saw a pop-up window that he had never seen before suddenly appeared on Isamu Morishita: [Custom sentence: ____]

Jiang Guling saw the young man clutching his neck and lowering his eyes to look at the person on the ground. Not long after, he slowly raised his other hand and gestured a few times in front of the murderer's face.

He and his contemporaries looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Could it be that month... remembering the details of this person's appearance?

The player is very satisfied with this new function whose trigger conditions are temporarily unknown, and after a little thought, write two large characters on the dashed line gracefully.

"seven years"

He looked at Isamu Morishita whose facial features were wrinkled tightly because of the pain, and lost the mood to care about him for a moment, swallowed back the harsh words that came to his lips, and finally just coughed a few times.

"I'm waiting for you in the world seven years later." That month took the opportunity to play a trick that only she knew, and curled her mouth, "Don't die in prison too early, see you in the future."

Matsuda Jinpei shuddered. Even though what he said that month sounded normal, he didn't seem to be saying 'reform it soon', but rather 'I'll kill you after you come out'?

——He even thought it was not surprising that Chi Jiang took the gun and exploded the man's head in the next second that month.

Morishita Yong fell to the ground with a face ashamed, as if he couldn't hear anything that Yue said at all.

"But you can't wait until the day you swear your oath under the cherry blossoms, it's too bad, isn't it?"

This sentence was like a thin and long worm, slipping from his ear into his brain, mercilessly sucking away his last bit of hope.

He...why would he want to kill his classmate?

Morishita Yong remembered the last sentence asked by the instructor when he came to the police school for an interview.

"Have you made up your mind to become a policeman, dedicate yourself to the country from now on, and stick to your conscience forever?"

He has long been unworthy of being a policeman, since he planned to attack the same period because of jealousy.

The instructors who came couldn't believe this case, which was so bad that it would cause distrust of the police in all Japanese citizens on the Internet. They never imagined that the students in their school and the future police would leave because of anger and jealousy. Going on the road of planning to kill people is like a slap in the face of those who have patiently raised their younger generations.

As a result, the next batch of freshmen were stuffed with several psychological evaluation forms before entering school, and the outside world called the police academy to usher in a more honest class—this is all a later story.

After Morishita was taken away, except for the month when he was self-disinfecting and bandaging his neck, there were only Fuguya Rei and the five of them and Onitsuka Hachizo with a serious face left in the infirmary.

"Don't be so serious, Uncle Bazang." That month's tone was still brisk, "Go back and check the people who chatted with him recently, it probably has something to do with alcohol-I guess, although he must have returned empty-handed, But for those people, it’s better than nothing, and it’s better to find something to do.”

Onizuka Hachi subconsciously wanted to stop him from uttering those words here. Finally, Nazuki finished bandaging, stood up slowly and walked to the edge of Fuguya Rei, put his left forearm on his friend's shoulder, and turned towards Onizuka Hachi He hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be nervous, they are all well-informed reasoning experts who have been taught by me, and they probably won't be able to settle down if they don't give some insight," Nayue said pointedly, with a very mocking tone, which Zhu Fu Jingguang listened to. I almost couldn't hold down my fist, "Also, even if I don't want to admit it, but there is also the intention to contact some people?"

"Who made all my friends as good as me?"

The six people other than him had only one thought in their hearts at this moment.

Hard, fist hard.

How did this man manage to make compliments so sarcastic?

"Yeah, your excellent friends just want to chat with you," Matsuda Jinpei said quietly, clapping a hand on Nayue's shoulder, "About you claiming to have a cold to take medicine but you are fighting bravely with gunmen matter."

The author has something to say:

It's a long story, I recommend reading it.

*Only hiro still has a little impression of the first week, because for him it's the death of the baby tame and the friend, and the others will probably 'dream' it later.

*Chichi originally wanted to make M feel guilty of intentional injury by casually hurting him when he stabbed him with a knife in a fit of anger, and what happens after that is none of his business (warning from evil spirits) but M has a gun, good guy , Wounding people with a gun, or the nature of a police school student is bad, and the source of the gun is related to the organization.

*When Chichi was angry, he wanted to kill M. After all, it is not normal for players to kill, but the same faction cannot kill him. Second, his identity is a policeman. It is illegal to kill M when no one dies this week. . ... So he decided to wait seven years before using other identity cards to settle accounts with M. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years (depending on) the main story opens, the god of death appears, red and black change, all understand >w0

*Don’t ask me why M, a police student, wanted to kill someone because of a trivial matter. I basically explained his motives. The incident of stealing bullets just made him hate Chi Chi. Later, the more he paid attention, the more jealous he became. , well, broken.

*Contact with certain people: Chi Chi guessed that the police intends to pick undercover agents among the outstanding students in this class.