[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Chen Shuyao stared at a certain "ferocious dog" at her feet. At that time, the latter had already let go of the corners of her trouser legs, sat down at her feet, stared at it with her head up, and shook her little dog in a rhythmic but not fast way. Tail.

"It seems to like you a lot." Selena coughed twice, and glanced at Sherlock, "Is this probably why Sherlock wants to have a dog?"

Sherlock spread out the map and looked around: "From the map, the location is correct and the time is correct. I think there is more than 98% possibility that this Marco Polo ham sausage with legs less than ten centimeters long is the system. Said, the elf who has been waiting for you for a long time."

A certain one seemed to understand what Sherlock said, and suddenly turned its head to look at him, and that look... was very meaningful.

"Ha, Sherlock, is it staring at you?" Selena put her hands on her knees, slightly bent down and looked at Marco Polo in surprise, "Oh my God, I kind of agree with you now, he It's clearly a spirit. Even if it's not an elf, it's still a dog spirit."

"If it's the so-called elf, this game..." Chen Shuyao knelt down slowly, tried to reach out her hand, and after making sure that the little Corgi didn't intend to attack, she stretched out her index finger to touch the flower Band-Aid on its forehead Unconsciously, he frowned, "Have you watched too much of the main creator "Sailor Moon"?"

Selena was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she swung her index finger several times in mid-air: "Are you talking, Luna? No way, you can talk after taking off the Band-Aid? Hahahahahaha, I'm looking forward to one What is Corgi's voice?"

After finishing speaking, she also squatted down and glanced at a place that should have been very private: "Male dog bitch?"

Brother Marco Polo silently turned his butt|butt, and took two steps back behind Chen Shuyao.

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"Actually, I prefer to believe that this is just an ordinary dog, and obviously, it seems to be frightened by their excessive enthusiasm." Watson moved closer to Sherlock, staring at the two people and the dog in front of him. , frowning slightly.

"I can only agree with half of what you said."

"first half?"

"No, the second half." Sherlock clapped his hands and looked at the two with a smile on his face, "Hey, ladies, it's already 11:30 at night, and I think your top priority now is to do everything Possibly verify and make sure it's exactly who we're looking for, oh no, sorry, dog. Otherwise we might end up sleeping rough, what do you think?"

Watson looked around and nodded: "I totally agree with your point of view."

"Baby, since this is your destiny, just relax and accept it." Chen Shuyao said and was about to reach out to grab it, but the latter seemed to refuse, and retreated all the way, but was blocked by Selena.

So, 1 minute later... There was a sharp shit (shit) from the alley, which immediately attracted many people from the street not far away to look into the alley. At that time, in the alley, four people stood in a row, both Eyes wide open looking in the same direction.At the foot of the overly-obsessed wall, Brother Marco Polo leaned crookedly with his paws covering his forehead, his cracked mouth showed that he was in a bit of pain.

Chen Shuyao glanced at the band-aid in her hand, swallowed silently: "Did I do something wrong?"

Selena glanced at the Band-Aid in her hand. At that time, the blood was still wet in the center of the Band-Aid surrounded by dog ​​fur...

"Friends, in fact, my focus is..." Watson glanced at Corgi and blinked, "Did it just talk?"

"Yes. It's extremely crisp, and the words are correct." Sherlock nodded seriously, and took out his mobile phone: "Although I don't think there is anything wrong with it, if necessary, I don't mind calling the emergency hotline."

As soon as the words fell, Mou Ke, who had been wailing for a long time, lowered one of his paws, revealing an eye that flitted across the faces of the four of them, and finally stopped on Chen Shuyao's face, lamenting: "If I'm not wrong, I'm holding a This friend of Band-Aid should be Chen Shuyao, right?"

Watson swallowed silently: "Shuyao, I hope you can tell me that this is a dream, thank you."

"No, no, no, of course this is not a dream. You guys met me, it's a fate destined by heaven." Corgi raised his paw to look at the sky, and he caught a glimpse of his hairy hand from the corner of his eye, and was stunned for a moment, "Oh, sorry, I Forget that you are still a dog."

"He won't be like Shui Bingyue later, transform himself." Selina whispered in Chen Shuyao's ear, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

There should be bgm and necessary stage art here, the picture is very strong and beautiful.

"I am very grateful for your idea of ​​letting go of the sky, but I may disappoint you." With that said, Keji stood up, and then stood...until he stood upright as a 1.9-meter tall man with eight-pack abs and bare upper body man.

"I'll go..." Chen Shuyao looked up, "What have you been thinking about for a long time? Now that you've revealed your real body, wouldn't there be so many things going on?"

"You still say? If you didn't come late, I would have had to fight with the land management dog here, and I would have exhausted my mana after dying?" As he spoke, Ke Jinan pointed to the scar on his forehead, "Please See clearly, this is a real injury, not some Luna cat."

"So." The corners of Chen Shuyao's mouth twitched, "I can understand that your situation just now is a series of chemical and physiological reactions triggered by pain?"

"No, I'm recovering." Before the words finished, a woolen coat flew towards him. The corgi man caught the coat with one hand and frowned, then looked at Sherlock, "If I remember correctly, Is it summer now?"

"You remember correctly, but your overly calm image has obviously affected the appearance of the city. So you may need a coat, or." Sherlock pulled a scarf from the paper bag he was carrying expressionlessly, " A scarf to cover your A-spot, B-spot and 'feng' line."

Everyone present except Sherlock added the dog: "..."

Selena coughed twice, and leaned into Chen Shuyao's ear: "Have you smelled the smell of old Shanxi vinegar?"

"No, no, no, I think you may have misunderstood me. I have clothes." Corky man raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and almost at the same time, a vest was added to his body.He threw the coat to Sherlock, took out something like a ring box, walked up to Chen Shuyao, stuffed it into her hand, and spread his palms, "Now you can exchange my Band-Aid for Have I? Of course, if you have new ones, I would be very grateful."

Chen Shuyao took out a pack of Band-Aids from his pocket and stuffed it to him, then ignored his feelings, turned all his attention to the box, and said casually, "You're welcome."

Someone who was halfway through unpacking was stunned: "Oh...thank you."

"Hey, Corgi-man, I think you can go. It's not early after all, is it?" Watson showed a "perfect" smile and coughed twice.

Corgi turned his head to look at Watson: "Uh, didn't the system tell you my name?"

"Well, maybe there is." Watson changed his style of painting at the moment when someone was about to smile, "But I don't remember, um."

And nodded very seriously: "Oh, by the way, Sherlock, do you have any impression of this incident?"

Sherlock came over and raised his head to look at someone with extreme discomfort: "I said no, would you believe me?"

"Oh sure, we're best friends after all."

"Okay, I'm not impressed."

"...you two are enough." Selena tugged at Watson's sleeve, "Didn't I just take a second look..."

"Oh, really?" Watson blinked, "At least three, four, five, six, seven, eight eyes?"

Sherlock glanced at the corgi man's stomach: "This is just the effect of long-term control of diet and exercise. In theory, every man can do it."

Chen Shuyao, who was fiddling with the small box, raised her eyes when she heard the words: "Do you want to say, but not everyone has an IQ?"

Before Sherlock could answer, she raised three fingers: "I automatically put a mosaic on him."

"There is a saying in China called 'prevention before it happens'." Sherlock frowned.

Chen Shuyao silently rolled her eyes, and threw the box in her hand to Sherlock: "I think your IQ might be more suitable for this, but I really can't open it."

Ke Jinan approached cautiously, glanced at the box: "No way, why can't it be opened?"

Watson moved his gaze from the box to his face: "Otherwise, you come?"

The Corgi man squeezed out a smile, and stretched out his hand in a courteous gesture: "No, you guys come."

As soon as the words fell, Sherlock's eyes paused, and he quickly turned over the box in his hand, and pressed his foot, the box suddenly bounced, and the royal blue light made the dark alley instantly bright as day.

After the light gradually faded, people saw five miniature things in the box: medicine, sword, frying spoon, pot lid and leather stick.

"Wait." Watson frowned, "Let's not talk about it, what's the use of such a small thing, medicine and sword are very reasonable, what is it?"

As he said that, Watson squeezed out the leather pin with his thumb and index finger. Unexpectedly, as soon as the leather pin came out of the box, it instantly became a normal size. Unexpectedly, Watson almost threw it on the ground.

"This thing is called 'Pi搋子' in Chinese, but I can't understand the brain circuit of this game." Chen Shuyao shrugged helplessly.

Afterwards, the four of them turned their gazes to Ke Jinan. The latter hurriedly took out the instruction manual from his pocket, studied it carefully for a while, pointed at the contents of the box and explained one by one: "This medicine is called Fuchun, and in simple terms it is It is used for blood recovery. This sword is called..."

Corky man frowned, and read with an awkward London accent: "Your sword is my sword."

Chen Shuyao was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

Ke Jinan anxiously clicked on the Chinese above: "'Your sword is my' sword."

The author has something to say: the first word in the last chapter is the universal|power|key|key, and the second word is|violent|chaos.Now I am a little afraid that all the texts I send in the future will be word-of-mouth...