what does the leader taste like today

"Call the police if you have any problems. Don't believe the ugly face of capitalists. You should go to school at a young age! You still lied to me that you are an adult!"

"Now you have to bring a female companion in the duel, can I also be called a companion?"

As soon as they met, Kudo Shinichi and Dilu started arguing. Although the topics they were arguing about were completely different, it didn't affect them at all in front of the bustling ticket sales plaza. They talked about their own topics in different places.

Whether it was pedestrians passing by or Verlaine who was watching from the beginning to the end, no one wanted to talk to them.

The sun is warm but not scorching, and it shines softly on the body, making people drowsy and just want to sleep.Leaning under the big tree, Verlaine gave those two idiots a "hopeless" look and stopped paying attention to them.

He zoomed out to the amusement facilities behind the fence, and scanned the carousel, roller coaster and Ferris wheel, wondering what he was looking at.Then he withdrew his gaze and looked down at the female companion brought by Kudo Shinichi.

Mao Lilan is Kudo Shinichi's childhood sweetheart.

Originally, she was the one who proposed to go to the tropical paradise. Mao Lilan thought it was a date for the two of them. For some reason, Kudo Shinichi invited someone to go with him.She was a little upset, she only found out about Xinyi's face-to-face with netizens this morning, and she was so excited all night yesterday.

"What kind of duel, what do you understand?!" Kudo Shinichi was a little speechless, and wanted to shake Dilu's shoulder vigorously with his outstretched hand, so as to shake all the water out of his mind.

Di Lu took a step back and avoided Kudo Shinichi's hand. He had no expression on his face, but Kudo Shinichi could hear his seriousness: "Didn't you challenge me? I will definitely do my best."

"I didn't! I just wanted to find you out to play!"

Di Lu showed an expression of "Hey, is that so?", and slowly knit his brows together, making people feel that he was trying desperately to think.He just thought about it for a long time and didn't know what went wrong. After a while, he could only repeat dryly: "Anyway, I won't release the water."

Isn't it just a live-action shooter? What's the difference between a battlefield or a game?

Did he understand what I meant?Kudo Shin half-believingly looked at Di Lu, he opened his mouth, took a step forward, and tried to confirm again with his hand forward.

"Hey you--"

"Enough with Shinichi!"

Unhappy or unhappy, the young girl with a green and immature face didn't ignore Kudo Shinichi's dispute like Verlaine did. She stepped forward worriedly and helplessly, trying to separate the two of them.

Mao Lilan squeezed Kudo Shinichi away, it was really embarrassing for her childhood sweetheart to quarrel in public with a boy who looked younger than him.She pressed the back of Kudo Shinichi's head with one hand, and forcefully stuffed back what he hadn't said.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Shinichi has a straighter personality." Mao Lilan's tone was gentle and fresh, and if she didn't look at Kudo Shinichi in her hand repeatedly unable to break free, she seemed harmless and gentle.

Are all women in the human world this scary?Sister Hongye is the same, and so is the young lady in front of me.

Dilu counted the women he knew in detail, all of them were gentle and strong.He tilted his head and looked at Mao Lilan. From her standing posture to the muscle lines of her arms, he was sure that the cheerleader called by Kudo Shinichi might be his biggest opponent. At least her sense of strength was much stronger than that of Kudo Shinichi. up.

Mao Lilan blinked, and was also looking at the boy who was shorter than herself.

It wasn't Di Lu's observation of sizing up opponents. She was as careful as she noticed that Di Lu's left ear was covered with gauze. It looks very low-key.

The bandages were freshly wrapped, the pristine white cloth not yet stained with the yellowish tinge of use.

She couldn't help asking softly: "Your ears..."

Hearing Mao Lilan's question, Di Lu answered honestly: "Just take it off... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

How can such a thing be said out loud!Verlaine couldn't stand listening anymore, he came out from the shade of the tree, and before Di Lu finished his sentence, Ka stepped forward and covered his mouth, his tall figure cast a large shadow on Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi.

"It's nothing, Di Lu accidentally hurt his ear yesterday." Ignoring Di Lu's muffled voice, Verlaine slightly bent the corners of his eyes, to dilute the indifferent winter-like indifference around him.

The proportions of Verlaine are like a Nordic male model, tall and stretched.Even though this tall man covered his face with a mask, it didn't affect Mao Lilan's thinking that he was a handsome guy.

"Sorry, I didn't mention it on purpose." Mao Lilan thought she was asking someone else's privacy, so she apologized quickly.She blushed, half shy, half guilty, and bowed slightly.

The handsome guy doesn't mind such small things: "It's okay, but can we go in?"

Verlaine pointed to the increasingly long queue in front of the ticket office, and he turned into a cold expression after withdrawing his smile.He kindly reminded: "If you don't go to the queue, it will be too late. After all, Xinyijun and Dilu are going to compete, aren't they?"

The live-action shooting game venues in the tropical park are quite popular amusement facilities.

Compared with the few other shooting venues in Neon, the scene design of this one in the tropical park is more realistic, it covers a larger area, and the simulation/real/guns used are closer to the real guns/arms, which are too hardcore The excellent service and design make this ride quite popular.

Probably it was too long to quarrel at the door, and Di Lu and his party waited in line for a long time before it was their turn.The rules of the shooting game are similar to the rules of the game they played before, except that there are only 20 players entering in total, and they are only in groups of two. The 20 players were each assigned an imitation/real/gun. The bullets are all toy bullets with different paints. They only cause some pain when hitting people, but they are not fatal.As long as there is paint on the body, it is considered to be "killed" in the game.

Anyway, it was going to compete with Kudo Shinichi, so Dilu naturally followed Verlaine.When it was his turn, Di Lu asked the staff dryly, "Can't we exchange for a real gun?"

It is a man who must rely on the real thing to fight.

Kudo Shinichi was made a little self-defeating by him, and he was behind him thinking: "No, it's not allowed, it's illegal to hold a gun in Japan! What are you thinking? You said it's just an amusement project !"

"That's it." Di Lu responded indifferently. He didn't listen to Kudo Shinichi's words, and he was thinking in his heart. Anyway, there is no difference between a small stone and a bullet accelerated by the force of thought.

Verlaine seemed to see what he was thinking, and a thump hit him on the forehead: "Did you forget what Chuya said before going out?"

"Oh." Di Lu covered her head and squatted down slowly.

This unreasonable request was naturally ignored, and Dilu could only walk forward with a toy rifle not much shorter than him.Before entering the arena, he glanced roughly at the players in his group. Most of them were young men and women in their own teams. There were only four or five black-clothed men in overcoats who looked unfriendly and were clearly separated from the surrounding crowd.

That's weird, take another look.

Di Lu took one more look, vaguely imprinting it in his heart, and under the urging of the staff, he deleted the excess curiosity in his mind, and followed Verlaine into the venue.

The designer ingeniously built rockery, woods, caves and other scenes in the site, which looks like a real battlefield.

Upon entering the field, Verlaine separated from him.

According to the words of this companion who stood at the peak of the killer, the efficiency of harvesting heads together is not as high as that of fighting separately.Verlaine patted his butt and threw Di Lu behind the rockery near the entrance. He carried a gun in one hand like a mop and walked into the depths of the field, and disappeared completely after a while.

Dilu stood there thinking about what he should do.

It is said to be thinking, but it is actually similar to being in a daze.He sat blankly in the shadow of the rockery with his gun in his arms, the stone behind his back was very tactile, and his face was as expressionless as white paper.

The competition with Kudo Shinichi is to see who can survive to the end. It sounds similar to the rules of playing mobile games, but according to the introduction before the game starts, the weapons are all fake. What’s the point of fake weapons? .

Humans are really wondering why they can still get pleasure from this simulated killing experience.

He just stayed where he was, thinking wildly, squatting lazily in the grass, unable to raise his spirits.Disobedient white hairs protrude from the grass, which is particularly conspicuous among the green or black grass and rocks.

This conspicuousness makes him an easy target for hunting.

"Hoo--" Sensitive ears caught a slight cracking sound.

Di Lu was still doing nothing, but his body had already reacted autonomously. Before he could react, the piercing sound he captured was the friction between bullets and air, and his muscle memory made him tilt his head.

The bullet shot into the grass not far away, and then he smelled the mixed smell of killing intent and blood.

Slowly, Di Lu realized that the bullets shot at him just now were not fake paint bullets distributed to them by the staff when they entered the venue, but real bullets that could cause fatal injuries to people.

It's just a game, so it's all fake?

Incomprehensible doubts gradually climbed up Di Lu's face. He had no sense of crisis, and slowly changed places to chat, and then used the walkie-talkie he received before the game to contact his teammates.

The sound of electricity came from the walkie-talkie, and Di Lu didn't care what Verlaine was doing on the other side. He bluntly expressed his doubts: "Verlaine, I was hit by a bullet."

He carefully recalled the scene just now, and realized that he might not have said enough detail, so he quickly added: "It's a real bomb, I forgot the model."

There were rustling sounds from the opposite side, sometimes mixed with the shallow or deep whistling sound of the wind blowing by.Verlaine didn't answer him directly, so Di Lu continued on his own: "I thought the weapons were all fake before, but I didn't expect them to be all real. Is the staff cheating in advance also one of the ways of playing this game? Humans It’s so serious to play games, this race is really interesting.”

"What Kudo said before was lying to me. He must be afraid of losing to me in the challenge. It seems that I have to get serious!" The companion didn't answer, and Di Lu's sentence became longer and longer, his eyes It gradually brightened up, "I also work very hard when playing games."

The muffled sound of a body falling to the ground came from the intercom.

Only then did Verlaine make a sound.The sound from the walkie-talkie is always somewhat distorted after signal conversion, and Di Lu is not sure if she heard Verlaine's sigh.

After a suspicious pause, his companion said with Mo Zhe that Di Lu couldn't notice: "Forget it, you have fun."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Verlaine helped his forehead helplessly.

Even though he is not human, sometimes Verlaine can't figure out what Di Lu is thinking, so he can only forget all the nonsense he said, and concentrate on doing his own thing.

At this moment, he was standing on top of several corpses.Light blonde hair fell from the hat and stuck to the sides of his cheeks.Because he was afraid that blood would get on the mask, he showed a handsome face at the moment, and looked at the surrounding corpses without sadness or joy.

Those who fell were all game players who entered the venue with them, but these so-called players were all dressed in black coats, and they used to look not easy to mess with.

It was just in the past, and now they don't have the chance to continue to live in the world, they can only go underground to confess their crimes.The crime is why they, the nameless organization jokingly called the winery, targeted the port Mafia and why they targeted Dilu.

Under his command, Feng completely destroyed the corpses and wiped out the evidence.Verlaine continued to walk deep, and only took out his mobile phone to send a message to Osamu Dazai during the pause.

"As you said, they did find Dilu."

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