Conan's corpse picker
Chapter 972 The person selected by the game asks for a monthly pass
Chapter 972 The person selected by the game asks for a monthly ticket ヽ(〃〃)~
"??!"
Conan's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted up again.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the dashboard, his eyes were darkened by the small amount of fuel left on it, and he couldn't help shouting against the gust of wind: "Are you an undercover agent sent by Moriarty! This is not as good as the train just now." Well, with you, we might be able to break the coupler!"
Next to him, "Zhuxing Hideki" moved uncomfortably.Fortunately, on a violently bumpy car, such subtle movements are not obvious.
"That car does not use a Zhan-type coupler or a simple hook, but a more advanced fully automatic close-fitting coupler. It is difficult to disengage under the condition of constant acceleration, and the connection seems to be welded dead." Jiang Xia sounded unexpectedly Still quite calm, like an optimistic salesman, "So why don't you come to my car. Although there is no way to brake, we don't have to go along the rails, and we have a wider range of movement and can find more opportunities."
"Zhuxing Xiushu" silently looked at the dazzling hood of the car: "..." Shouldn't the car be so gorgeous.The owner of the psychic master looks very satisfied and wants to drive it for a while longer, so he won't let him drive in dungeons often in the future...
……
Next to him, Conan, who was also perennially optimistic, was actually a little convinced after hearing what Jiang Xia said.
And the relationship he has been getting along with all the time has left him with the impression that "Jiang Xia is very reliable".
At this time, seeing that Jiang Xia didn't panic at all, Conan quickly calmed down, and asked suspiciously, "Have you already figured out what to do?"
"On the way I came, I passed a town. Guess what I found?" Jiang Xia looked at the mist in the distance, "The cotton textile factory—and their warehouse happened to be broken down."
Before, Noah was busy playing happily in the instance of "Jack the Ripper", Jiang Xia was busy packing Syndora outside, and the two administrators didn't pay much attention to the automatic driving in the "Paris-Dakar Cross-Country" next door. Driving "Jiangxia".
And this game is still designed for children in general, and Noah doesn't care much about other dungeons, and there is no special tampering difficulty.
So just now, Jiang Xia came back from work, passed by and took a look, and suddenly found that the "main body" driving on autopilot was about to pass the level without injury.
"..." Such a bland customs clearance is too boring, like a bland background board.
If you want to pass it, you have to be more heroic, even if it is the background board, it must be the most ignited piece—by the way, in order to draw in people who are interested in Jiangxia to play in the future, in this game, the one who survives to the end, Preferably "Edogawa Conan".
In this way, when Conan sees someone being pulled into the dungeon in the future, he will not immediately think "Jiang Xia has a problem" and then run to pick up the vest of the innocent neighbor, but will think "the bastard AI is randomly pulling people around me Come in"...Compared to Jiang Xia's complicated background of riding on N boats, Conan, a rosy justice detective, can handle the heaviest pot.
……
"Ah!"
Conan suddenly sneezed.
He rubbed his nose and didn't pay much attention to it. He just felt that the game was quite realistic-it was normal to have a wind blowing in a convertible sports car, feel too cold, and sneeze.
The golden sports car carried three people, rolling the gravel and dirt road, all the way forward, and rushed towards a cliff.
Under the cliff, there is a town lying quietly.The night is dark, most of the lights have been extinguished, and the moonlight is quietly falling, illuminating a large area of white flowers.
—that was the cotton piled up in the backyard of the factory, fluffed from the cotton balls.And far more than the usual amount, a large pile together, like a huge cushion bed.
"Time is running out, are you ready?" Jiang Xia's heavy voice came.
Conan looked at the rapidly approaching edge of the cliff: "Actually, not yet..."
However, the cotton bed below does look very muscular.Maybe it's the correct way to pass customs.
And there is no other way for the time being, I can't really go back to that train again.
"Forget it... come on!" Conan gritted his teeth and went all out.
The next second, Jiang Xia crossed his hands to pick him up, and threw him and "Zhu Xing Xiushu" out.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"
Following the inertia, the two children shot obliquely towards the center of the "cotton bed" like two fired cannonballs.Jiang Xia's angle and timing were calculated just right.
The cliff is not too high.
Two people plunged into the fluffy cotton pile one after another.The moment it landed, there was a muffled "boom—" explosion in the sky, and the golden sports car exploded, like a gorgeous firework celebrating victory.
The game is over.
Noah cut off the connection with the control room and stopped casting the screen.
Next, it's the whisper time for abducting regular players.
……
Even if there is something under the body to cushion.The incomparably tense mood when he rushed to the ground at the end, and the sudden drop and then slow stop still made Conan dizzy, and he didn't know where he was for a while.
After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, pressed his throbbing head and opened his eyes.Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed.
——He left London at the end of the nineteenth century and appeared on a circular platform.
This is where the copy is selected in the first place.
"..." The game is over.
……
The five surrounding stone gates have been completely closed.
A beam of pale light came down from above, illuminating him and a person next to him.
Conan sat up quickly, and looked at "Zhuxing Hideki" next to him-they were the two players who survived to the end.
"Zhuxing Xiushu" stood quietly by the side, tearing off the excess cotton from the small suit on his body, and throwing it to the side in balls.
Finding that Conan was awake, he looked at Conan and smiled: "It seems that you guys won."
Conan was taken aback when he heard this strange statement.
After a while, all the previous details and doubts played back in his mind like a close-up of a movie - "Mosei Hideki" was the first to notice the clock going backwards; the other children were all very interested in the old football at Holmes' house, "Zhuxing Xiushu" disliked it being dirty, and ruthlessly threw it away; it was obviously a game of life and death, and even Yuan Tai was honest, but "Zhuxing Xiushu" was so reckless that he dared to threaten "Mo Lan" Colonel".
Conan suddenly understood—the player who walked with him to the end was not "Zhuxing Hideki" at all.
...it was "Noah" who had narrowly escaped their death and threatened to blow their minds.
"..."
Conan was silent for a while, showing a complicated smile: "...Thank you, we had a great time."
... This is a lie, not happy at all.
Especially the moment he found himself transferred from the death train to the death sports car.Even if the matter was resolved perfectly in the end, the psychological shadow of the ups and downs at that time is still there.
However, these twists and turns, of course, there is no need to tell the black AI behind the scenes.
(End of this chapter)
"??!"
Conan's heart that had just been let go suddenly lifted up again.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the dashboard, his eyes were darkened by the small amount of fuel left on it, and he couldn't help shouting against the gust of wind: "Are you an undercover agent sent by Moriarty! This is not as good as the train just now." Well, with you, we might be able to break the coupler!"
Next to him, "Zhuxing Hideki" moved uncomfortably.Fortunately, on a violently bumpy car, such subtle movements are not obvious.
"That car does not use a Zhan-type coupler or a simple hook, but a more advanced fully automatic close-fitting coupler. It is difficult to disengage under the condition of constant acceleration, and the connection seems to be welded dead." Jiang Xia sounded unexpectedly Still quite calm, like an optimistic salesman, "So why don't you come to my car. Although there is no way to brake, we don't have to go along the rails, and we have a wider range of movement and can find more opportunities."
"Zhuxing Xiushu" silently looked at the dazzling hood of the car: "..." Shouldn't the car be so gorgeous.The owner of the psychic master looks very satisfied and wants to drive it for a while longer, so he won't let him drive in dungeons often in the future...
……
Next to him, Conan, who was also perennially optimistic, was actually a little convinced after hearing what Jiang Xia said.
And the relationship he has been getting along with all the time has left him with the impression that "Jiang Xia is very reliable".
At this time, seeing that Jiang Xia didn't panic at all, Conan quickly calmed down, and asked suspiciously, "Have you already figured out what to do?"
"On the way I came, I passed a town. Guess what I found?" Jiang Xia looked at the mist in the distance, "The cotton textile factory—and their warehouse happened to be broken down."
Before, Noah was busy playing happily in the instance of "Jack the Ripper", Jiang Xia was busy packing Syndora outside, and the two administrators didn't pay much attention to the automatic driving in the "Paris-Dakar Cross-Country" next door. Driving "Jiangxia".
And this game is still designed for children in general, and Noah doesn't care much about other dungeons, and there is no special tampering difficulty.
So just now, Jiang Xia came back from work, passed by and took a look, and suddenly found that the "main body" driving on autopilot was about to pass the level without injury.
"..." Such a bland customs clearance is too boring, like a bland background board.
If you want to pass it, you have to be more heroic, even if it is the background board, it must be the most ignited piece—by the way, in order to draw in people who are interested in Jiangxia to play in the future, in this game, the one who survives to the end, Preferably "Edogawa Conan".
In this way, when Conan sees someone being pulled into the dungeon in the future, he will not immediately think "Jiang Xia has a problem" and then run to pick up the vest of the innocent neighbor, but will think "the bastard AI is randomly pulling people around me Come in"...Compared to Jiang Xia's complicated background of riding on N boats, Conan, a rosy justice detective, can handle the heaviest pot.
……
"Ah!"
Conan suddenly sneezed.
He rubbed his nose and didn't pay much attention to it. He just felt that the game was quite realistic-it was normal to have a wind blowing in a convertible sports car, feel too cold, and sneeze.
The golden sports car carried three people, rolling the gravel and dirt road, all the way forward, and rushed towards a cliff.
Under the cliff, there is a town lying quietly.The night is dark, most of the lights have been extinguished, and the moonlight is quietly falling, illuminating a large area of white flowers.
—that was the cotton piled up in the backyard of the factory, fluffed from the cotton balls.And far more than the usual amount, a large pile together, like a huge cushion bed.
"Time is running out, are you ready?" Jiang Xia's heavy voice came.
Conan looked at the rapidly approaching edge of the cliff: "Actually, not yet..."
However, the cotton bed below does look very muscular.Maybe it's the correct way to pass customs.
And there is no other way for the time being, I can't really go back to that train again.
"Forget it... come on!" Conan gritted his teeth and went all out.
The next second, Jiang Xia crossed his hands to pick him up, and threw him and "Zhu Xing Xiushu" out.
"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"
Following the inertia, the two children shot obliquely towards the center of the "cotton bed" like two fired cannonballs.Jiang Xia's angle and timing were calculated just right.
The cliff is not too high.
Two people plunged into the fluffy cotton pile one after another.The moment it landed, there was a muffled "boom—" explosion in the sky, and the golden sports car exploded, like a gorgeous firework celebrating victory.
The game is over.
Noah cut off the connection with the control room and stopped casting the screen.
Next, it's the whisper time for abducting regular players.
……
Even if there is something under the body to cushion.The incomparably tense mood when he rushed to the ground at the end, and the sudden drop and then slow stop still made Conan dizzy, and he didn't know where he was for a while.
After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, pressed his throbbing head and opened his eyes.Suddenly, the surrounding scene changed.
——He left London at the end of the nineteenth century and appeared on a circular platform.
This is where the copy is selected in the first place.
"..." The game is over.
……
The five surrounding stone gates have been completely closed.
A beam of pale light came down from above, illuminating him and a person next to him.
Conan sat up quickly, and looked at "Zhuxing Hideki" next to him-they were the two players who survived to the end.
"Zhuxing Xiushu" stood quietly by the side, tearing off the excess cotton from the small suit on his body, and throwing it to the side in balls.
Finding that Conan was awake, he looked at Conan and smiled: "It seems that you guys won."
Conan was taken aback when he heard this strange statement.
After a while, all the previous details and doubts played back in his mind like a close-up of a movie - "Mosei Hideki" was the first to notice the clock going backwards; the other children were all very interested in the old football at Holmes' house, "Zhuxing Xiushu" disliked it being dirty, and ruthlessly threw it away; it was obviously a game of life and death, and even Yuan Tai was honest, but "Zhuxing Xiushu" was so reckless that he dared to threaten "Mo Lan" Colonel".
Conan suddenly understood—the player who walked with him to the end was not "Zhuxing Hideki" at all.
...it was "Noah" who had narrowly escaped their death and threatened to blow their minds.
"..."
Conan was silent for a while, showing a complicated smile: "...Thank you, we had a great time."
... This is a lie, not happy at all.
Especially the moment he found himself transferred from the death train to the death sports car.Even if the matter was resolved perfectly in the end, the psychological shadow of the ups and downs at that time is still there.
However, these twists and turns, of course, there is no need to tell the black AI behind the scenes.
(End of this chapter)
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