Red and black camp simulation game

When the police officer walked into the interrogation room with a heavy face, the drug dealer sitting behind the table raised his head hastily, and his face turned pale after identifying the person.

This is the Okinawa police who quickly dispatched the police after discovering that Honma Tsuji was taking drugs. Through the investigation, monitoring and chat records of the other party, the person was arrested from the kiln. There was more information to be dug out that month.

"Who bought the goods from you and injected them into Honma?" He covered his face and coughed twice before asking coldly.

It is impossible for Honma Tsuji, a person who should be in prison, to get a large sum of money to buy drugs in a few days. It is a joke to say that A is not behind the operation.

"I don't know! When he picks up the goods, he asks someone else to pick them up," the drug dealer swallowed nervously, "In our business, sometimes it's not necessary to find out the identity of the buyer...I said, I said! "

The drug dealer's voice suddenly became sharp and panicked, because the black hole in the muzzle of the gun was pointed in his direction, and the young police officer with his fingers firmly on the trigger rolled his eyes when he heard this, but there was not much warmth in his voice: "Timeismoney, you know what to say."

The other party seemed to be really taken aback by this move, and explained everything he knew in one go.

Before leaving that month, she closed the door for him 'intimately', and walked straight out of the police station.

He got that gun from his adjutant not long ago. He was in a really bad mood that month, so he didn't bother to play the regular interrogation. Fortunately, he cleared the place in advance, otherwise he might have pulled out the gun. When the time comes, you will be reminded not to use force to interrogate.

As for the monitoring, the position just now was facing the camera with his back, no one would see him holding a gun in his hand, and no one would believe the 'slandering' accusation of the criminal, right?

If Honma Tsuji was not still in the operating room, he would have gone directly to interrogate himself that month, so there was no need to beat around the bush to dig up information from drug dealers.

As he approached the door, he walked more and more slowly, and finally stopped in front of the glass door. The rather dazzling light was projected on the wall, and the shadow fell on his feet. He only needed to take a small step to go out into the sun .

The police officer lowered his eyes and stared blankly for a few seconds.

"That person was wearing a black sweater and gray slacks, the lower half of his face was tightly wrapped with bandages, only his eyes were exposed... This outfit looks very strange and special, once you see it, you will never forget it! "

"By the way, his hair and eyes are black."

That month didn't know why, when he heard this sentence, a small disappointment rose inexplicably in his heart, he recovered and shook his head, shaking out the strange thoughts.

"Aka, get in the car!"

There was a call from outside the door, and the police officer looked over in astonishment, and he saw Kenji Hagiwara poking his head out of the police car window, Matsuda Jinpei glaring at him with a stinking face, and Mofuku Kagemitsu with a disapproving expression in the back seat .

He raised his legs again and walked to the car.

"Xiao Fuguya had a call from a certain police officer ahead of time. We guessed that you were probably here, so we called and asked." When the co-pilot was able to fasten his seat belt that month, Hagiwara explained while starting the car. "Where are you going?"

"Nancheng City, I'm going to the Okinawa Prison." Nayue answered honestly in the spirit of hitchhiking.

Matsuda picked up the previous sentence from You Xunran, and sneered: "Guess what? That kid said he just sent Officer Chi Jiang to the police station."

How did his luck get so bad?It shouldn't be.Chi Jiang was speechless for a second that month.Although he didn't think he could keep it a secret for long, and his intentions were probably figured out by his friends, but it would be too bad to be caught as soon as he came out of the police station.

"Zero took Conan back to find the squad leader and the others," Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, "It's a good thing Matsuda hasn't had time to return the car keys to the police here, otherwise we wouldn't have come here so quickly."

That Yue Ying sat upright obediently, not daring to refute.Obviously everyone was smiling, but he always felt that there was a murderous aura on him in the car, and it took him a lot of effort not to jump up.

In fact, he doesn't agree with letting friends together. After all, A may still be waiting for him in the prison. If there is no surprise, Waishouichi should also be in Honma Tsuji's original cell. The two of Hagiwara are fine. I don't want Zhu Fu Jingguang to have any emotions because of this.

"Your Bluetooth headset fell into the sea and you can't find it. I brought the backup," Zhu Fu Jingguang took out that month's phone and two tiny round buttons from his bag and handed them to the front seat. "The doctor gave it to me before I left. He said it was made in a more concealed size and the sound quality was improved. You should be able to use it."

That month took the things and praised her thoughtful friend and the amazing Doctor A Meng in her heart, and then quickly put on the channel connected to Noah's Ark.

"By the way, Nazuki," Kenji Hagiwara, who was driving steadily, asked suddenly, "I remember that you have no other injuries, right, the one on your neck?"

The young man touched the bandage naturally, and his red pupils bent: "It's just a disguise. I really didn't get hurt anywhere else."

Matsuda Jinpei rolled his big eyes behind the sunglasses.

"yes."

Hagiwara raised the corners of his mouth: "Since you are fine, Xiao Nayue, I will speed up, and I promise to help you drive there as fast as possible!"

Including the two in the back seat, the three experienced police officers immediately grasped the handle in the car to stabilize their bodies before Hagiwara Kenji stepped on the accelerator after hearing this.

Habits are scary things.Half an hour's journey was abruptly shortened to 13 minutes. After getting out of the car, the black-haired and red-eyed police officer lamented that he didn't know how to faint his friend's driving skills, and once again spurned himself for daring to let Hagi go racing. It's almost dangerous, okay?

Matsuda Jinpei's expression was even uglier, but Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't see his expression clearly because he was wearing a disguise mask, only the culprit who caused all this showed a cheerful smile.

"Oh, I can't drag racing in the urban area of ​​Tokyo, and I don't have time during the holidays. I have been holding back for a long time." Kenji Hagiwara sighed.

You should just keep holding back.The three complained in their hearts.

Relying on the investigation order that the adjutant urgently applied for Uncle Kuroda's quick approval received in the car, the four entered the prison by the sea without hindrance. The young prison guards led them to Honma Tsuji's cell. On the way, through the window, you can see the waves lapping on the reef outside—it’s another cliff, and the scenery here is surprisingly good.

"Here we are, this is it..." The prison guard who opened the door at the front changed his tone and raised his voice in horror, "What, what's going on!"

That month stood behind him, and he could smell the strong smell of blood without looking. He frowned and pushed the person in front of him away. There was a dead body lying in a cell with only three stacks of *, and the tatami on the floor had been covered with blood. Even though the man who was dyed red and died without regret was tall, with pale hair at the temples, he couldn't match Honma Tsuji at all, only the four people who had seen him all changed their faces.

Nayue pursed her lips and walked in, not shying away from the pool of blood on the ground, squatting down next to the body of guard one outside.Obviously the facts are the same as the reasoning, but instead he started to feel a little irritable.

I don't know if it was because of being generalized by A, or because of this way of death.

The tip of Yue's tongue touched the sharp canine teeth, and Kong felt the touch but no pain, which made him feel even more indescribable emotions, what could it be like?The outside guard was stabbed to death, and the murder weapon was even stuck in his chest arrogantly.

Just like Jiang Gu Ling who died alone in the infirmary in the first archive many years ago.The player's Adam's apple rolled, his fingers unconsciously touched his neck, and he was suddenly awakened by the roughness of the bandage.

"Why is it..." Zhu Fu Jingguang pinched his palm fiercely, and his voice was a little hoarse as soon as the words came out, and he paused before continuing to ask, "Could it be, this person?"

He never thought that when he met the murderer who killed his parents again, the other party had even died in such a miserable manner. Of course, Zhu Fu Jingguang had thought that this person would die countless times in the past. But since he had saved Wai Shouyi in the sea of ​​fire 7 years ago, and chose to let him accept legal sanctions, his sense of responsibility as a policeman made Zhu Fu Jingguang unable to shake and be at a loss now.

Before Mr. Police Officer answered, Noah's voice rang in his ears.

[Brother that month, the surveillance outside captured a figure whose clothing analysis is at the same height as A! ]

"... Fujiwara-kun sent news that the outer guard was found at 5:10 this morning and had escaped from prison a few days ago, and he was found to be Mr. Gao Ming." Investigate, I'll go to the surveillance room to have a look."

That month turned and walked out.

After he came out, he found that the outside of Noah's Ark was at the entrance of the prison. The tall and thin young man was wearing a black sweater with his hat on his head, but he was not wrapped in a bandage as the drug dealer said. His face was covered by a snow-white mask, and he stood indifferently with his pockets in his eyes.

Seeing him looking over, the other party even squinted his eyes and waved his hand: "Hey, it's a lot faster than I expected. Mr. Police Officer, are you taking the lead in violating traffic rules?"

They were not far away, and the man's tone was familiar as if they were friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and there was a strangely familiar feeling of beating that he couldn't remember that month.

His eyes without any emotional fluctuations fell on this person for more than three seconds, but the character information that should have jumped out became strange.

Name: Lost Dog A/Don't poke someone's sore feet and call them ugly nicknames, Mr. Lucky

Age: unknown

Faction: Party

Identity: Cosmic people from Planet Crab and Planet Curry/Of course I lied to you, won’t you take it seriously?

Evaluation: No one can evaluate him. ps. you are no exception

...his game system is broken?Among other things, what happened to that cosmic man!Is this NPC a GM (Game Manager)? It's so maverick, or it's a walking bug.

There are too many places to complain, and the unwillingness and fighting spirit caused by being restricted by the opponent everywhere on the chessboard are all extinguished.

"Huh?" A bent his black eyes and shook his head, "You must be afraid, that's a pity."

Hard, fist hard.

Nayue said in a gentle tone: "How could it be?"

Of course they would not confront each other directly at this place, A stared at Na Yue for a while, then turned around and walked towards the cliff, Na Yue calmly followed behind.

If you don't think about what happened some time ago, they still look like a pair of good friends.

Only the two parties know that the muscles under the fabric of the clothes are tense all the time after seeing each other, and they don't know who made the first punch. The two quickly wrestled together after seeing no one around. Tacitly did not use a gun.

Every attack in that month was full of anger. He endured it for several months. The unhappiness that had accumulated since Morishita Yuu escaped from his control and died was released through fist and foot contact. Didn't Yue feel that he was a control freak? But for someone like him who would give his friends a watch with a locator, even in the game, sabotaging plans and disrupting arrangements is unforgivable.

He enjoys playing chess with people of the same level, and being excited about the appearance of an opponent like A does not affect his dissatisfaction and revenge for the opponent's behavior of destroying his own chessboard, right?

They fought fiercely, and they didn't seem to intend to kill each other. Within 5 minutes, both of them were injured to a certain extent. No matter where he went, A's mask was lying on the ground, the hood was crookedly stuck to his back, and his entire face was exposed to the air.

however--

"Why do you wear a disguise mask under the mask?" Nayue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and said deliberately with regret, "Is it because you are too ugly to let me see it?"

A whose mask was scratched in the fight immediately looked at him with strange eyes, and even lowered his fist: "Hey, if you think so, it's not impossible."

That month:?

It's too annoying to talk to this person, and there's no point in realizing the bad taste.To be honest, in the reasoning of that month, the image of A should be chaotic and evil. People like Moriarty or Joker may not be mentally stable judging from the ruthlessness when they attack each time. What I saw was this guy who was about to fight with him while acting as a comic... The image of a bully opponent in his heart was disillusioned.

Isn't this another loss to A in some way?Displeased, very displeased.

A seemed to have seen something, and his expression became inexplicably cold.

He changed his face quickly, took a step back, and said in a calm tone as if the familiarity a few minutes ago was an illusion: "You are really Mr. Lucky."

The topic became very sudden. Nayue noticed something, and before he turned his head, A took another half step back. At this time, the young man with only pants on his body and a fair complexion was already standing on the edge of the cliff.

"'No one should meet death without a reason', so your reason, have you thought about it?"

A fell on his back from the cliff, and Nayue, who couldn't catch up with his swift movements, watched him disappear into the waves.

The chess game with A always felt that it was not so easy to end. That month, he believed that this person would definitely not die here, so he solved the old mystery and a new one popped up. It's really... so happy!

After a fight, Mr. Police Officer, who expressed most of his anger, got up in a happy mood and stopped looking at the sea, and then he knew why A, who was even faintly stronger than him in the fight just now, had to 'run away' in a hurry.

"Nazuki of Chijiang," Matsuda Zhenping suppressed the raging anger sounded behind him, "do you have anything else to explain?"

Mr. Police Officer, who played so happily that he forgot all about the same period: "...No, listen to my sophistry, I didn't push people."

"I'm not blind, I can see that he jumped into the sea by himself," Matsuda walked over viciously and dragged his friend to a safer place, "Then, you should explain to me why you jumped into the sea this morning It’s not healed yet, and I’m going to come here again to fight with that person and beat him to pieces, and he told us to go to the monitoring room—go to the monitoring room of your size! Now that you have Noah’s Ark and your mobile phone, you still need to go to the monitoring room to watch the monitoring ? Why haven’t you been so disciplined, huh?”

It didn't take long for Chijiang to go out under the pretext of watching the surveillance camera that month, and they realized it soon. The three of them chased out separately, and Matsuda found it only after seeing the scene on the cliff through the window.

He couldn't get angry while talking, and punched him.

That month didn't move, the left cheek received Matsuda Jinpei's fist firmly, and the person swayed a little because of this blow.

"Fuck, why don't you hide!" Matsuda didn't expect to be hit. He was just about to check the injury when he was attracted by another thing.

The black-haired young man's white skin is purely due to his physical (player) problem. This kind of skin color will make it conspicuous and eye-catching once there are blemishes on it, which is impossible to ignore.

In short, maybe the bandages had loosened during the previous fight, and the bandages on his neck loosened even more after receiving a punch that month. Matsuda Jinhei saw a knife scar that was obviously several years old with sharp eyes. .

A scar that had never been seen before appeared on the artery.

"You're really hard-hitting, Mr. Zhen Ping." Nayue sensed where her eyes fell, and as if nothing had happened, she took off the title she had brought just in case when she left the hospital, and gathered the bandages.

"That scar—"

"Scar?" The police officer looked innocent, and he deliberately pulled it back to show his friend, "I didn't suffer any injuries. You won't be the same as Mr. Hagi, right?"

Matsuda looked over and saw that Yue's neck was clean, as if it was his hallucination just now.

...can't be hallucinations.

When the two rushed back towards the prison one after the other, Matsuda Jinpei looked at his friend's back with dim eyes.

The scar that he glanced at was sketched in his mind over and over again, and he was absolutely sure that he was absolutely right, there was obviously a scar in that very bad position.

He seems to have seen it somewhere... Where did it come from?

Matsuda Zhenping was a little distracted, and then his eyes met Zhu Fu Jingguang who ran out of the door with flying steps.

Zhu Fu... the blond bastard, and the outside guard who was stabbed in the chest.

Matsuda paused.

Wasn't that simply, a nightmare he'd had years ago?

Chijiang didn't know anything about it that month, and he was still playing tricks, showing the marks of the fight on his body pitifully, and his swollen left cheek, extinguishing the anger of the other two friends.

"I won't do it next time," he put his hands together, solemnly, "I promise."

Well, the players promise that they won't find out that something is wrong next time.