In the shell of Tuo Zong, I am doing live broadcasts in the world of Ke Xue

Dongdu Street, Polo Cafe.

Half an hour ago, a tall and thin man in a suit was shot in the head suddenly just as he took away freshly made coffee.

The owner of the coffee shop quickly sealed off the scene and called the local police department. At this time, the police department had already drawn up a red bar, and several police officers were asking about the situation at the scene one by one.

Among the panicked and cramped crowd explaining the previous situation, Conan, who was ordered by Xiaolan to buy coffee, couldn't help but look at the man not far away who didn't fit in with this coffee shop.

When the murder happened just now, he was standing beside the deceased.

The man was tall, wearing a white Cossack cap, holding a small doll in the palm of his hand, standing beside the blooming flowers in the coffee shop, his cold white skin showed a kind of delicate beauty.

Sensing his gaze, the man looked at him, his grape-red eyes rolled up gently, like entangled snakes, making people feel infinite temptation and indifference, bewitching people to fall into the boundless hell.

What a dangerous person!

Conan looked away almost instantly, raised his head and smiled innocently, and stated what he had just seen to the criminal police who came to him: "I..."

The dangerous black-haired and red-eyed man stared at him for a long time, then quietly lowered his head to look at the doll in his hand.

Crazy os: He is obviously so small!But he explained it well!Tuo!Why did you leave me behind when humans evolved!Wait, when you ask me, what if I can’t say a word QAQ

At this time, almost all the people in the cafe had been interrogated, and the only ones left were him and the blond and black-skinned waiter next to him who directly made coffee for the deceased.

But the waiter looked very calm and relaxed, not panicking at all.

It looks exactly the same as him, but only the palm-sized doll is lying on his palm, smiling and bending its eyes, looking very innocent.

"If you, Mr. Ye, could pay a little more attention to the food just now, you wouldn't be so confused now."

In the minds of both parties, Fyodor explained gently, "But there is no need to worry too much, the police officers here are very kind, even if it is Ye Jun, you don't remember anything, you will only be gentle Please go to jail for a few days, as long as the murderer is found out, he will be released soon~"

"But we just chose the red camp! If we can't explain it well, we will become criminal suspects on the first day we join the camp, and our points will definitely be deducted directly." Ye Huaijin was very sad.

Especially the bullet screens floating in front of him didn't feel his sadness at all, and they popped out one after another with relish.

[As expected of an invincible elementary school student!This point is also grasped too well, right? !It was almost an instant guess from where the body fell to where the gun was shot! 】

【grass!I just saw Tuo watching Conan!It can't be Tuo Dong's hand! 】

[?No way?Didn't Conan just say that he was in the south?I just saw Tuo sitting beside the dead man drinking coffee peacefully? 】

[The sisters in front are so naive!Tuo: Even if I am drinking coffee, whoever wants to die will not survive tomorrow morning! 】

[Squat quietly and watch the boss operate! 】

Ye Huaijin couldn't help feeling even more sad, he choked up and said, "Tuo, do you think it's really my aesthetic problem? Is your face the face of a villain?"

Or is it that the aesthetic gap between the two worlds is really that big.

Before coming to this world, Ye Huaijin was a male high school student who had just finished the college entrance examination. After studying hard for ten years, he just got into the gold list and got into a car accident that night. Then he opened his eyes and closed his eyes and came to this completely strange world.

And accidentally slipped into the body of a stranger.

The man he wore was called Fyodor Dostoevsky...

It turned into a doll the size of a palm in his arms.

I thought this would be miserable enough, and I was forced to bind the [Live Room System], only to perfectly play Fyodor Dostoyevsky in front of the live room, and choose to join Ke Xue World's popular One of the black camps was successfully packaged as a native of the camp, and Fyodor, who was occupied by Ye Huaijin, could return to his body.

Of course, considering that Ye Huaijin is a newcomer and has never learned acting, the system gave Ye Huaijin three hundred game coins unconditionally.

After the game currency is deducted to zero, Ye Huaijin and this body will die directly as punishment.

In the system world, Ye Huaijin looked in the mirror.

Ye Huaijin from Yangou feels that although Fyodor has the same name as the great writer Fyodor Dostoyevsky whom he knew as a liberal arts student, he is completely different from the legendary ambitious and vicious gambler. different.

Fyodor is more like Snow White living in a snowy Russian castle... black as ebony and red as blood.

The red and black choices beat frequently in front of him, representing the red side of justice and peace and the black side full of fraudulent schemes.

Ye Huaijin looked at her weak face, and made a decisive choice: "With this face alone, I am not Hong Fang, who else is more like Hong Fang than me?"

Then--

When she first came to Ke Xue World, Ye Huaijin, who was crazy about roads, lost her way.

Tuo, who turned into a doll, asked him gently: "Do you need me to guide you on what to say?"

Ye Huaijin shook her head confidently: "What's the problem? Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Then Ye Huaijin, who was friendly with her bag and went to the police station to ask for directions, was overwhelmed by the barrage in front of her eyes

[No, no, look what I found!Is it Tuo's live broadcast room? 】

Tuo?Eh, is that Fyodor's nickname?

It sounds like he is much closer than Fyodor!

Decided!Then call him that too!

[No, no, no!What is the bag in Tuo's hand!What is it that suddenly feels sad for the people in the police station! 】

Ye Huaijin looked at her bag suspiciously, and confirmed that what was in her huge bag was indeed a simple lunch box.

Why do lunch boxes make people in the police department feel sad?

[Fuck, as expected of Tuo, he deliberately made the bomb into a lunch box!Wouldn't there be a bug in it? 】

Ye Huaijin stuffed the bag behind her back in confusion, decided not to touch it, and cut off all strange words.

He thought about the pronunciation of Japanese, and was about to ask for directions.

【Eh?Is today's process a bit early, and is it about to preach? 】

[The one in front, how do you know if the person in front of you has been persuaded by Tuo long ago? 】

[Sisters, Tuo hasn't done anything yet, has he? 】

Ye Huaijin quickly agreed, he obviously just wanted to ask a simple way, why did everyone in the barrage make him look like a heinous person.

Another bomb and another preaching.

Could it be that my smile is not gentle enough?

Ye Huaijin raised the corners of her lips, trying to make herself look more friendly: "Excuse me..."

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Tuo laughed! 】

[I declare that the person in front of me is already a dead person! 】

Ye Huaijin's smile froze at the corner of her lips.

"Where is Didan Primary School going?" Ye Huaijin finished speaking stubbornly.

Then he was prompted ooc by the system, and half of the game currency was directly deducted, and his lifeline was directly in jeopardy.

If there was a mistake in this performance, she would die directly, and Ye Huaijin burst into tears.

It is very difficult for him to state things!It's a foul to play such a devious villain!

Why do some people think that such a beautiful Tuo is a bad guy!Tuo Mingming has a super innocent face!

It is really a bad civilization to judge people by their appearance!Simply disgusting!

Fyodor, who was not innocent at all, lowered his eyes: "I have been slandered many times for this reason before, and I am used to it."

Ye Huaijin felt that this matter could not be done like this, he who occupied Tuo's body needed to do something for Tuo.

First of all, the charges against Tuo must be washed away.

He took a step forward, just about to speak.

"The person who just died is right next to this brother? Did this brother see something that others didn't see?" The innocently smiling little boy suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Huaijin, as if he was a little angel innocent.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Huaijin.

Especially the people in the police department. The short-haired and capable police officer at the head deliberately stopped for a moment on the doll held in the hand of the strangely dressed Russian.

There was a moment of deep thought in his eyes.

The soft sunlight fell on his white almost translucent cheeks, and the man with black hair and red eyes smiled idlely: "No, if you can see it so easily, then the murderer is simply too stupid, right?"

Several police officers wanted to step forward angrily because of his frivolous attitude.

They were all stopped by the short-haired capable police officer. She took a deep look at the man: "From the tone of this gentleman, it seems that you are also a detective. Why don't you help us deduce the truth?"

[?I'm a newcomer, is Tuo's live broadcast room so exciting? 】

[Don't do this upstairs, although I didn't think about it, when did Tuo have a hobby of cosplay? 】

[If it's Tuo, no matter what kind of character design it is, it won't look strange, right? 】

【Fuck, an unimaginable path has appeared! 】

[Tell some reason!Why do you guys say that upstairs!Ranpo Edogawa, who is also in the script team, can be a detective!Why can't I!Tuo can definitely do better! 】

【Appear!Edo Chuanda! 】

?Although I don't know who Edogawa you are talking about, can you stop making random comparisons in these matters?

When he was stopped, his mind was completely blank, and Ye Huaijin, who subconsciously said the words that the doll Tuo had in his mind, went crazy in his heart: Tuo!What should we do now?reasoning!I can't reason at all!

Ye Huaijin, who has been in a liberal arts high school for three years in a mysterious country, can only do reading comprehension over and over again like a robot doing a question.

Strictly write the three-paragraph gaze from the emotional sentence and the author's emotion, and get full marks for the composition without changing your face!

Only Fyodor, who was as big as a palm, hooked his hand towards Ye Huaijin.

Ye Huaijin subconsciously followed his gaze, and the red eyes that looked cunning and extravagant on Fyodor's face at this time were as clear and dreamy as shining rubies: "What's the matter? You have something to say to me explain?"

Fyodor showed a gentle smile: "Do you trust me?"

Ye Huaijin blinked inscrutablely against the barrage and everyone's expectant eyes.

Then the line of sight slowly drifted from the left side of the coffee shop to the right side, and finally fell gently on the black-skinned, blond-haired waiter beside him, and paused subtly and for a long time.

Toru Amuro did not expect that the Russian man who suddenly spoke would turn his eyes on himself.

The fingers hanging by his side curled up calmly, but his breathing did not change at all, and he calmly chose to face this man he had never seen before.

Looking at him, he smiled lazily, and then raised his hand: "Of course the murderer is..."

The slender white fingers pointed straight in the direction of Amuro Toru.

Ye Huaijin: "He."