Red and black camp simulation game

"Everyone, it's time to line up for the Ferris wheel." Mr. Police Officer smoothed the hair of the child here, and began to wave to a few people playing darts not far away, "If there is time, we can ride both the North and South Ferris Wheels Woolen cloth."

Several children raised their arms and cheered, and Curacao on the side also smiled and high-fived the children along with the atmosphere.

[Brother Nayue, by the window on the west side of the aquarium restaurant, someone is invading the park's surveillance. ] The voice of artificial intelligence came from the earphones, and that month's footsteps did not stop.

He pressed the headset as if nothing had happened: "Call up the surveillance at that location, and match that person's identity in turn."

Unsurprisingly—

[The face matching result is American actress Chrissy Wynyard, and the code name in the public security system is Belmode. ]

It was Mr. Sharon who came to recover the weapon. He came a little slower than he expected. Did he go to meet someone else?

Nayue thought of Rei Furutani who was supposed to be on a mission with Belmod this morning, and was keenly aware that something was wrong. If Belmod's mission was changed to recovering weapons and appeared here, Rei Furutani should not be absent as a temporary partner. Not to mention that after what happened last night, Mr. Undercover knew that Curacao's disappearance was related to his friends. It could only be that there were more important things that stumbled him.

Gin is not in the territory, what is it?Rum had given the weapon to Belmode, it couldn't be him.

He sent a message to his friend that month, but didn't get a reply, so he took advantage of the children chatting and queuing up to call up the Marauder's Map with his mobile phone.

The task that can make Jiang Gu Ling give up contacting him and go directly to it even if the members of the organization find out that something is wrong can only be related to Zhu Fu Jingguang - he looked at the map, although there is still some distance, but it is slowly approaching The two green dots, sighed quietly.

These two idiots... Zero-kun forget it, why didn't Hiro-kun send him a message?

"Did something happen, Brother Nayue." The little detective tugged at the hem of his clothes worriedly, "Your face is ugly."

The player is silent.

He was actually thinking about the heart palpitations in the early morning. If the scar on his chest was combined with the words Zhu Fu Jingguang, it would be hard for him not to think of the frequent guests of his nightmares, the phone with the broken screen and Hiro with the cold corpse.

"Brother Nayue—" the cheerful voices of the children woke him up, "Come on!"

Nayue couldn't help but bend his eyes, saying that he wanted the children to try to influence Curacao, so why didn't he keep in touch with them often for these reasons?

Just as he was about to walk towards the team, he saw a figure pretending to be leaning against the railing, talking in a low voice to the bewildered Curacao.

A big [Belmode] floated next to her face, really pretending to be lonely, the player complained a little angrily in his heart.Let him worry here... It's annoying, one day he's going to send everyone in black.

That month believed in the strength of his friend, and tried not to distract himself. He also believed that Hiro would definitely contact him if something urgent happened. At present, it seems that this Kura who is not sure whether he has been "raided" by the children Cable is more dangerous.

As for Belmode, that month always felt that she was very contradictory. From the point of view of members of the organization, she should hate and even kill him, a traitor's child, from the very beginning. If only from the point of view of a mother and friend However, her attitude became more subtle. Obviously, that month did not add the prefix "son of cherry brandy" to her eyes, and her eyes were always looking at an independent individual.

From the point of view of the virtual coach, the player would have already guessed and verified that Belmode has the memory of being in the gym with the title of "Mr. Sharon", even if he doesn't know exactly how this memory was implanted, You can also guess a lot, it's nothing more than a dream or a 'non-existent memory', ha, it's an old RPG routine.But in that month, he didn't believe that the weak teacher-student relationship could change the temperament of a person like Belmode who had been immersed in darkness for several years.

Not only will she not make threatening actions towards him, but she also learned from Furuya Rei that month that the rumors about the whiskey trio in the organization were fierce, but Belmode deliberately blurred the police officer who was the 'protagonist' The figure of Mr.

Teacher Sharon seemed to be using her own way to protect him awkwardly and covertly. Nayue couldn't deduce her intentions for doing so for the time being, and she couldn't deny the traces of softening that could be felt from this witch with thousands of faces.

Maybe at a critical moment, she can be turned against the red side.The police officer glanced thoughtfully at the updated Belmode information card after this meeting.

Name: Sharon Wynyard/Chris Wynyard

Age: unknown

Faction: Black

Identity: Belmode, international actress (with daughter), mother's friend, your supervisor/playing your own daughter, disguise is really a good thing

Evaluation: The big red man in front of the boss of the organization, the witch with a thousand faces who roams freely in various places, is also an elusive mystic, born in the dark flower, but met her sun, angel and silver bullet, this is Fortunately or unfortunately? ps. For some reason, I am now working as a medical teacher at Didan High School. Do you want to guess who the angel is and who the silver bullet is?

There is no need to guess, because the data card of the little detective beside him has just been updated.

[Identity: The Silver Bullet in Someone's Heart]

However, he is actually the sun in her heart?

Well, if this is not an instigation, it is still unreasonable.The police officer circled the name Belmode on the information in his heart.

He didn't go there before, but just seeing Belmode standing still and Curacao following the children in doubt and continuing to line up, it's not hard to see that she found that Curacao had amnesia.

"Xinyi-kun, help me keep an eye on the children," Nayue patted the little detective, then turned his head and told the tea-haired girl seriously, "Zhibao, help me watch the little detective."

The two children twitched their mouths in sync.

"I'll be back later." He reassured, and walked towards Belmode, who was dressed as a passenger.

"The plan changed, there were some accidents," the blond woman in a sun hat was whispering to Gin on the opposite side of the communicator, "I will take care of it..."

She saw the black-haired police officer who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she subconsciously clenched the shoulder bag strap tightly.

Gin's inquiry came from the earphones, and the woman who had won an unknown number of actress trophies dismissed them with a few casual words, hung up the communication, and continued to move forward pretending not to see them.

"Aren't you going to say hello to me? Teacher Sharon." The police officer chuckled lightly and stood still.

Belmod held a stalemate with him for a few seconds before letting go, and his eyes behind the sunglasses were very complicated.

"Long time no see, I thought you would stay away from me, officer." She seemed to be reminding something, most of her face was hidden behind the brim of the hat, and her expression could not be seen that month.

Belmode kept walking, and before passing by that month, he still whispered an endless sentence: "Gin is still in Germany...be careful, 'he' is going to die soon."

The player frowned slightly, remembering this new clue, and didn't continue to stop the other party. He just wanted to walk around in front of Belmode to gain some sense of presence and collect information by the way.

It seems that in Teacher Sharon's heart, he and the little detective are more important than the organization's tasks.

The Ferris wheel has almost reached them, and the children and the driven Curacao are waving to this side, and the players naturally returned to the line.

"Who was Brother Yue talking to just now?" Ayumi thought she asked Mitsuhiko in a low voice, "I feel like a very beautiful big sister."

Haibara folded his arms and sneered, Edogawa Conan pushed his glasses.

"One cockpit of the Ferris wheel can only accommodate 4 people," the police officer casually changed the subject, "Have you thought about how to allocate the seats?"

"Hey, why is this?" The three real children were full of confusion. They wanted to be with the gentle and beautiful sister Xing, and also wanted to be with the admired Mr. Police Officer-the latter had told them a lot (under the entanglement) What a thrilling crime-solving story!

Just at this time, the staff in front greeted their group, and the moon seemed to stand in front of Curacao unintentionally, causing the three children of the Boy Detective Team to be taken onto the Ferris wheel by the displeased Huiyuan classmate .

After the inexplicably quiet three entered the next cockpit, the little detective turned his eyes to the slowly rising scenery outside the window with a face of "I don't care", but his ears seemed to be pricked up, paying attention to the movement here at any time.

The two special personnel with sharp eyes and ears pretended not to notice that he was eavesdropping.

"So, has Miss Xing made a decision?" Nayue casually rolled up the cuff of her left hand, and her two sentences sounded very jumpy, "The children seem to like you very much."

The woman who used the pseudonym Tian Haixing for several hours was silent for a while, and only responded to the following sentence: "They are all good boys."

Conan seemed to hear the police officer smile briefly, and when he turned around, he saw the other party looking down at the phone, and his movements stopped suddenly.

"Since you're here to sit on the Ferris wheel, why don't you cast your gaze outside?" His expression turned away from the previous casualness, and his voice became a little colder, but the chill wasn't aimed at the two of them who were in the same cockpit of.

The position of the three people reached the highest point at this time, and the first reaction was inexplicable, and he accepted the order. Curacao, who turned his head to look out, froze, hugged his head in pain, fell on the seat and began to whisper Roaring, the little detective subconsciously jumped out of his seat and ran to her side in fright, before he reacted and turned to look at the police officer.

Chi Jiang squatted down next to Curaçao unhurriedly that month, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder and said to himself: "Although it is daytime, the effect is a bit poor... But it shouldn't matter."

Conan asked nervously: "What's wrong with her, Brother Yue?"

"Undercover, undercover is—" Before that month could answer, Curacao murmured a series of wine names in cold sweat, the little detective's pupils shrank, and his hand was already on his anesthesia needle watch .

"Her ability is pretty good." Nayue knew what he was doing without looking back, with a funny tone, "Little detective, you don't really think that Curacao will stay here obediently and let you anesthetize her?"

Conan shyly put his hands behind his back and hid them.

"Curaçao, look up," Nayue said in an orderly tone without letting go of the hand on Curacao's shoulder after teaching the child casually, "I can remember who you are, look into my eyes. "

After a pair of transparent and bright blue pupils met those eyes, Curacao stopped trembling, and after a few seconds, she replied obediently: "I am, Curacao."

The little detective stared dumbfounded at the gentle and amiable big sister before getting on the Ferris wheel (even though he knew from Brother Nayue that she was a member of the organization), her eyes became sharp after a few words from his brother, Subconsciously, he wanted to wrestle with Mr. Police Officer in the not-so-spacious cockpit.

It's a pity that the black-haired and red-eyed young man easily restrained all his movements, and then said lightly: "Do you want this child to be affected as well?"

Curacao's struggle stopped.

"Very good," Nayue let go of her hand, as if she didn't suspect that the other party was pretending, her brows and eyes became cold, and she threw a brand new mobile phone from her pocket, "I put the old phone card in it, now send a message to Gin Jiu .”

He casually mentioned a few names, all members of the organization currently located in Germany according to the public security registration information: "Let's just say, they are also undercover agents."

Curacao moved his fingers.

"Don't make small moves, I don't have the patience to play with you for another four hours now," the police officer thought of the news he had just received, glanced over and warned, "You probably don't know yet, do you? The undercover list of people is all forged by me."

So even if Curacao refuses to board the thief ship now, she will die with this weapon that went wrong after returning to the organization.

"Bermode saw the children with you," Mr. Police Officer dropped the last bomb, Curacao looked up in disbelief, "So have you made a decision now, is it 'Tian Hai Xing' or 'Ku Lasso'?"