Red and black camp simulation game

It's lunch time.

When Jiang Gu Ling walked over with the plate, he saw the black-haired boy sitting upright at a table in the corner in a daze, with curry rice in front of him, the surroundings of the boy were empty, and everyone seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally Avoided that slice.

Jiang Gu frowned subconsciously, and raised his foot to walk over there.

"It's okay for me to sit here, right?" Matsuda Jinhei sat across from Nayue one step ahead of him, and after getting the boy's indifferent nod, he threw a provocative look at Fuguya.

Furuya Rei: ...the fist is hardened.

Chi Jiang was thinking about a very important thing that month, that is - the curry at the police academy is actually sweet!

Even though this is a game, when the five senses are infinitely close to reality, Nayue completely cannot accept the possibility of letting sweet curry into his mouth. He has become a fanatic of spicy curry in just two weeks under the influence of someone. Thumbs up, if there is a spicy curry sect in the world, Chijiang would definitely join that kind without hesitation in that month.

"Cult..." He heard Matsuda's voice while muttering to himself, and nodded indiscriminately in shock.

"What kind of cult?" Kenji Hagiwara, who was naturally sitting on the right side of Nayue, tilted his head curiously, "Doesn't Xiao Nayue eat curry?"

"To be precise, I don't eat sweets." He said in a disappointed voice, "I like all sweet things, except sweet curry."

Itahang held a smile and sat on the left side of that month: "Why, picky eaters, be careful not to grow taller."

Yue, who was poked at the pain point, showed a deep expression, because he thought that this is a game, and how much he eats probably has nothing to do with growing taller, and he was too lazy to buy another one, and was about to give up this lunch.

...Although it is wasteful, this kind of food without bonuses is not within the scope of his hoarding habit. There is no such thing as a backpack in this game. That month can only succumb to his tongue that refuses sweet curry.

"If you don't mind, I can exchange my fried pork chop rice with Akae," Fuguya Rei, who was sitting next to Matsuda, suggested, "If you line up again, it may be very late to eat."

In fact, Chi Jiang, who was not going to buy it again and thought about not eating it at all, was silent for half a second that month, and happily agreed.

He decided to pull this NPC who disturbed his sleep last night from the blacklist.

"Sure enough, it's still a kid." Matsuda Zhenping complained.

...The curly-haired man with a mouth on the opposite side just stay on the blacklist obediently.

Thinking that the first class in the afternoon was with Instructor Onitsuka, Nayue quickly finished his lunch, left the cafeteria in a hurry before the others, followed the map and went straight to the shooting training ground, the door was unexpectedly slightly opened.

He slipped in smoothly, stood outside the shooting range, his eyes swept over the marked round targets, and finally landed on his own hands.

[Firearms proficiency (not unlocked)]

Chi Jiang turned off Lan Yingying's panel sadly that month.

"You came here very quickly, Chi Jiang."

A majestic voice sounded behind his ears, Nayue turned around slowly, and Onizuka Hachizo walked in from the door.

"...can you tell me about them now, Instructor?"

He was referring to the words that the instructor left on the paper after the morning class, 'wait for me at the training ground after dinner, and I will tell you what you need to know before. '--Such.

After seeing the words on the note, the player guessed that this was the background introduction of the game arrangement, because he had seen the role introduction of Instructor Onitsuka when he ran around in class in the morning.

Name: Onitsuka Hachizo

Age: 48 years old

Faction: Red side

Identity: Chief Instructor of Police Academy Onitsuka Class / Don't make your own instructor angry!

Evaluation: A guy with a strict personality like that face, don’t think that you can fool the experienced instructor casually (in fact, it’s not impossible to cheat if you’re serious), there seem to be two friends named Chijiang, you guessed it who?

There's no need for him to guess, after combining the notes, isn't it clear that the "instructor knows the truth about the cause of your parents' death" is clearly written.

The only newspapers he had read before that month were the obituaries of his parents' death. Although the headline was a private plane crash, he didn't think that ordinary people could still have connections after death with so much money saved for their only son to live in Japan, where the hierarchy is strict. Jump grades into police school.

There is an admission notice and his transcript in the drawer of the dormitory. The name column is empty and there are only three letters... No matter how you think about it, this kind of thing cannot be a normal background.

"I" skipped a grade and had to go to the police academy, the cause of death was full of doubts, and the instructors behaved unnaturally when facing me, didn't the conclusion [cheap parents' careers have nothing to do with the outside world] come naturally?

It's probably something like an undercover job that the child can't know about. Maybe this group of policemen thought of keeping him at home to protect him.

It was rare for Chi Jiang to stand there patiently and listen to the instructor that month. He didn't think he would guess such a simple information wrong, but just wanted to hear how the other party would explain it to himself who "knew nothing".

"...your parents are the real heroes." Onizuka Hachizo said in a deep voice, "I called you here to remind you not to investigate any more. Since you choose to come to the police academy, you can study at ease and be a good policeman. Bar."

This is really listening to what you have to say, it is better than listening to what you say, it is simply coaxing a child.Different from the original "Nayue of Chijiang", that month who had no interest in the background of the system arrangement was instead aroused by the latter sentence of exhortation, and the system rattled tactfully.

[Trigger hidden mission: How could a qualified detective let go of the puzzle in front of him?Investigate the truth about your parents, detective!Mission rewards: Detective Levelup, Gun Mastery (unlocked), Reconnaissance and Anti-reconnaissance (unlocked)]

Hey, rewarding such a rich hidden mission?

Chi Jiang knew that if the cheap parents were undercover agents, the organization they belonged to must be a giant, and it might have something to do with the Dajianggu organization. Who knows that games are inherently opportunities and risks.

This is probably also a task that cannot be completed in the early stage of the game.

He nodded obediently on the surface, and tried to trick the instructor into thinking that he had compromised with his harmless face. The skill of pretending to be obedient was well practiced that month. Although he doesn't like being mistaken for his age, his own advantages are not good It is a loss to use it.

Sure enough, Onizuka Hachizo didn't seem to doubt anymore, and asked him to go back to rest for a while, and come back to class later.

That month stood there thinking for a few seconds, and decided to go to the reference room again when he had time. As for now, of course he wanted to go back to the dormitory to read those psychology-related books and brush up his skills.

—

"The cherry blossom revolvers in your hands are the guns of the Japanese police—a five-shot revolver!"

Everyone put on police caps and sound-proof earmuffs, and stood in their respective positions to shoot. Onitsuka Hachizo walked behind them with his hands behind his back, giving lectures.

"——The rules have been mentioned just now. The two sets of results obtained at the end are added together. If the score is less than [-], you will fail, and I will remember it clearly!"

Nayue fumbled for the gun in his hand twice, recalling the movement when Kunikida taught him to use the gun, steadily raised his right hand holding the gun, and aimed at the bull's-eye with a slightly sideways face.

"Your talent for shooting is great, Chi Jiang." Zhu Fu, who was running around and chatting, was standing next to him, and praised, "They all hit the same position!"

Even Instructor Onitsuka, who was talking about a certain senior sharpshooter just now, took a few glances here.

"...Well, thank you." The object of the praise turned weird instead, staring down at his hand.

As soon as he had the idea of ​​shooting, a tilted display screen appeared in front of him. Chi Jiang, who had played countless games, was in a very complicated mood. The smooth fighting system before made him almost forget that this is still a game after all, and the so-called game , Of course, there will be differences between the player's experience and the real one. After all, the player can't really let the player learn any dangerous things.

This difference, including the use of guns, the player's perspective is actually a silent game...

He tapped the buttons on the display screen accurately according to the prompts, and then found that his body moved involuntarily, and he pulled the trigger neatly, and all five bullets hit the bull's-eye.

Nayue, who thought she could shoot and see for herself, pouted secretly, and her interest in guns also faded a little.

He was about to try again, brushing up the [Gun Mastery] that had just been lit, but the angry roar of Instructor Onizuka came from the other side.

"The pistol training is terminated! Everyone returns the equipment—Matsuda, just stand there and don't move!"

Chi Jiang took off his earmuffs that month and returned them with the gun and the bullets. By the way, he made another note of Matsuda in his heart, and then he quickly stood back in the line.

"One bullet is missing," the instructor who was checking said in amazement, "What's going on?"

Nayue secretly raised her hand to cover her yawn and stopped, her eyes drifted over involuntarily.

They wouldn't be suspecting that Matsuda hid the bullets, right?

Matsuda Jinpei is very irritable now. After he found that the gun he was assigned had a small problem, he habitually took it apart and reassembled it, but was reprimanded by the angry instructor and now he is suspected of stealing it. Hiding the bullet, he just felt speechless and angry.

"Report to the instructor—" The black-haired boy's clear voice suddenly rang in Matsuda's ears, "What... the bullets can't be found? It's not Matsuda-kun's private possession."

The boy, who was neatly dressed in police uniform and hat, still couldn't help yawning, and stood out indifferently under everyone's gaze.

He meant to put Matsuda Jinpei on the blacklist, but what Chi Jiang hated that month was the guy who pushed the blame to others, not to mention, among so many models, he was still Matsuda's poking him.

Who don't you help him?

The author has something to say:

Jing Guang wasn’t here because he finished his meal early and was looking up information (comic plot)

The five troublesome ghosts mentioned by the instructor at the end of the last chapter are the five-person group, because Chichi is still a good boy in his eyes for the time being.

The future five-member group: Instructor Onitsuka, wake up quickly!

Cold knowledge, although the name Matsuda’s natural curly hair on Chi Chi’s mouth is actually an exaggeration, but he really likes black slightly curly hair (such as Dazai)