I'm surviving in a love game

Fortunately, the rain gradually subsided when leaving the station. Shiori Xinggong and Ranbu held the same umbrella, and he opened the umbrella involuntarily under the banner of "I must be confused just after waking up", and pulled her into the under one's own umbrella.Raindrops fell on the open umbrella surface, mixed with a dull knocking sound, which turned into white noise in the background.

She wanted to refuse, but realized that if she refused Ranbu, the only choice left was to go under Fukuzawa's umbrella. After realizing this fact, she closed her mouth and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ranbu in a kind of way. The seemingly intimate gesture held an umbrella and walked towards the car.

Hoshimiya Shiori sat in the rear driver's seat, closed the umbrella in a random step, shook off the umbrella handle to shake off a lot of water drops, and then sat beside her.

The car started slowly, and when entering the car, a lot of thick water vapor was brought in. The air conditioner was adjusted to dehumidification, and the car was so quiet that only the sound of the air conditioner was left.

She didn't expect Fukuzawa to break the silence first, and he asked how the Ranpo case was going while driving.

"Of course this case is easy to solve." Ranbu's whole body was lazily leaning on the back cushion of the car seat, only to hear Fuzawa's "hmm", and there was no more to say.Luanbu felt a little depressed for not getting the praise he had imagined. Seeing this, Shiori Xinggong took up the conversation and asked about the specific situation.

"When Ranbu was talking to the police just now, I heard something like a miniature bomb, can you tell me in detail what it is?"

At night, the street lamps on both sides of the road dutifully emit light, and the falling rain absorbs the light on the car windows, and then turns into a puddle of honey water and slides down.

Luanbu smiled complacently, folded his hands behind his head, and turned his head to look at Hoshimiya Shiori, with a slightly childish face coupled with the same childish smile, it is hard to think of his actual age.

"It's not a simple miniature bomb, but the suspect's criminal ideas are completely beyond his possession."

"Huh? How do you say...?"

"That restaurant is a molecular gastronomy restaurant, and vacuum-preserved nitrogen gas is used to make dishes." He pulled his hand from the back of his head, gestured for the appearance of the vacuum-preserved nitrogen gas bottle, and then stretched out his index finger to indicate The next words are more important, "But nitrogen does not ignite or explode easily."

"How did it explode?"

"The explosion we usually refer to is a chemical explosion, but there is also the theory of a physical explosion, that is, the vacuum bottle storing nitrogen gas is released too quickly under the condition of a pressure reducer failure, causing the internal and external pressure difference to change too rapidly, thereby creating an explosion."

"But it's impossible for an ordinary white-collar worker to think of such knowledge, combined with what he said when he was arrested."

"It is certain that there is someone else behind the scenes." She got stuck and continued the second half of Ranbu's sentence.

As the player Shiori Hoshimiya who has experienced the outside story, of course she knows that since Ayatsuji Xingren has appeared, Kyogoku Natsuhiko must follow, but the current timeline makes it impossible for her to be sure whether Kyogoku is dead now.

Attach the improved miniature bomb to the pressure reducer of the nitrogen bottle, and think about it carefully, this is indeed in line with Kyogoku Natsuhiko's style.

It didn't take long to arrive at the staff dormitory. When we got off the car, the rain had stopped outside, and the air was filled with the fresh smell of rainwater soaking the land.Fuze also got out of the car and together with Ranbu sent her to the door. Before leaving, Ranbu glanced at the dormitory that belonged to him before.

Luanbu moved out of the staff dormitory after working for two years. This setting is consistent with her previous timeline, but he clamored to move here, but he has not acted for a long time.This made Xinggong Shiori breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the staff dormitory was the only place where she could relax a little.

Fuze said "Let's go" to Ranbu, Ranbu frowned slightly, but quickly followed, and the figures of the two disappeared into the night.

After returning to the dormitory, he washed up first, and then consolidated today's information.

"The timeline is getting more and more chaotic, and Ayatsuji pedestrians who were supposed to be in the extra line also appeared."

【"The information has been successfully sent, Shiori, you should also pay attention to your safety."] The system paused, probably feeling that there are more game characters involved than expected.

Hoshimiya Shiori looked out of the window, the current situation did not allow her to pay attention to safety, what did Ayatsuji Pedestrian and Ranpo look at each other silently talking about today?She sat cross-legged on the bed and thought for a while, trying her best to follow Ranpo and Ayatsuji's thinking logically.

"I don't have any idea at all." She sighed, and fell to the bed with her arms outstretched, her body sank into the soft mattress, unable to use any strength because she couldn't find a point of support, as if she was about to be swallowed by the soft sponge.She raised her left arm high, and the cotton long-sleeved pajamas slid down due to gravity, revealing a clean and white forearm, on which her eyes wandered.

Then his right hand involuntarily caressed his left forearm, lowered his eyelids, and rubbed his fingertips against the completely simulated human skin.

She once left her mark on it—

"Trust no one," she wrote on the scar on her forearm at the time.

That was the first time Shiori Hoshimiya encountered a game character awakening to self-awareness, and that object happened to be Ayatsuji Xingren.

almost...

She was almost trapped to death in the game, but fortunately the game company discovered the situation in time and urgently deactivated her game cabin so that her consciousness would not be trapped by the game.Even if the game company later claimed to have solved this problem, it could not avoid Shiori Hoshimiya's fear of this game character.

Fingers apart, palms facing the ceiling, the only light source in the room is an aged incandescent lamp, the flickering light is also lifeless, she swung her palm left and right, the light leaked from her palm, mottled her delicate face.

Today's first meeting with Ayatsuji pedestrians was even calmer than expected, so calm that it can be described as the illusion of calm before the storm.

Withdrawing her hand, she curled up on her side, as if resisting everything.

Xinggong Shiori didn't sleep well last night, but it didn't prevent her from waking up early, but the aftereffects of dragging herself out of low-quality sleep were also very serious.

The black and blue under her eyes made Dr. Xie Ye want to give her a treatment, thanks to her timely refusal.

Escaping from Xie Ye's clutches, she slipped into the tea room to make a cup of instant coffee for herself, and drank it while rubbing her sore neck.The unique bitter taste of instant coffee in his mouth has not yet been fully digested, only a high-pitched conversation can be heard from outside.

Hoshimiya Shiori poked her head out of the tea room to take a peek. The moment she poked her head out, the blood in her whole body seemed to be frozen and congealed due to the chill, and her body remained rigid in the probe position.

Sitting in the simple meeting room separated by a barrier, the blond man wearing a peaked cap also looked at the tea room with feelings, but he maintained his own personality like any ordinary game character, and he was just so casual Glancing at it, he then retracted his gaze and began to discuss something with Kunikida who was opposite him.

Holding a mug filled with coffee, the ceramic cup sends warmth into the palm of the hand, but it can't warm the cold fingertips at all.

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