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After Song Ci quickly finished speaking just now, Akabane froze in front of her, holding her head in her hand and motionless.

The handful of dry grass-like hair was about to break in his hands, Song Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, don't you throw it over?"

Akabane's eyes were heavy, his red hair was like coagulated blood, and he was speechless.

Song Ci walked forward: "Why don't you speak? What do you mean by throwing these bloody heads at me? You wrote that line too? You don't want me to leave here?"

Akabane held his head and opened his mouth, hesitant to speak on his face, Song Ci listened attentively, and concluded that he would make some earth-shattering and weeping excuses.

As a result, this brother finally opened his mouth and choked out two words: "Xiaoci..."

Then he closed his mouth tightly again, and continued to hesitate to speak.

Song Ci: "..."

Brother, are you holding back your internal injuries?

As soon as Akabane let go, the head fell to his feet, and Gu Lulu rolled around twice.

Song Ci: "Can you talk properly?"

Akabane looked at him sadly, like a ghost imprisoned, and sighed: "Xiaoci..."

Song Ci: "..."

He clenched his fists, resisting the urge to punch someone.

Akabane sighed again: "Xiaoci..."

The voice echoed in the corridor, and Song Ci could hear this sentence: "Xiaoci... Xiaoci... Xiaoci..."

Song Ci thought blankly.

It turned out that this is a repeater.

Song Ci thought about it for a while, and contacted Akabane for his strange behavior. In the three times he appeared, he would only call his name and repeat this sentence over and over again.Song Ci looked at him tentatively: "Could it be that you are just Akabane's body, but you are acting on instinct, you are not conscious, is that right?"

To prove this point, Song Ci walked over to him, and put his hand on his chest. "You are just Akabane's body, but you are acting on instinct, you have no consciousness, is that right?"

Akabane's eyes surged with desire instantly, his heart was beating violently, and warm and strong power came from him.

At least the body is still honest.

Song Ci pressed his heart and confirmed that it was a real person, not a ghost.

Akabane's breathing became heavier, and the warm breath brushed his face intentionally or unintentionally. He was about to withdraw his hand, but Akabane suddenly made a move. One hand shackled his waist, and then the whole person was brought into his arms.

"Akabane..."

Just as Song Ci was about to speak to stop him, his neck suddenly hurt. Chiyu lowered his head, buried his face into his neck, and gnawed on it with the warm breath, the bite was sore and painful.

This guy must be a dog!

Song Ci tried to push him away, but the hands that clamped him were harder than steel. He couldn't break free, and he couldn't push away. He let the loyal dog do whatever he wanted to him, biting him until his whole body became hot.

"Let go of me, Akabane, if you don't let go, I will—"

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed against the wall, Akabane pressed his hands, bent his knees against his body, and then pounced on him like a wolf, grabbing his lips tightly.

Song Ci felt as if he had received an electric shock, and in an instant, many memories flooded towards him, filling his mind, as if his whole body was filled.

This is a feeling he has never felt after waking up. He who just woke up is just a blank sheet of paper. He has no criteria for judgment and no memory. He is very strange to this world, and he doesn't feel that it is wrong to lose those memories from the past. Well, he doesn't even have the ability to distinguish good from bad.

But Akabane's departure affected his emotions, and the arrival of this Akabane brought new changes, the breath on his body infected him, the strong emotion hidden in this body, the instinctive reaction that still exists even without consciousness , such a strong possessive desire made him feel a whole new world.

His heels were so soft that he couldn't stand on his feet, and he even forgot to resist the loyal dog while he was breathing.

Akabane cupped his face and kissed it ferociously.

He vaguely thought of one thing, kissing Akabane's body, was it a betrayal of his consciousness?

Oh, don't worry, they all broke up anyway.

Song Ci was so dazed by the kiss, his mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't even know that Chi Yu had changed places while holding him.

He seemed to have sunk into the bottom of the sea, and the world gradually moved away from him.

The sea water gently wrapped him and washed his whole body.

I don't know how long it has passed, but he has no way of knowing the time. He only vaguely feels that the time stop card has failed, and there is a beep alarm. He wakes up immediately. , as if out of this body, no longer a part of him.

He checked the game page in a hurry, but nothing happened, but the failure of the stop time card meant that at least ten hours had passed.

Well, he has been with Akabane for ten hours. Although the game time is not consistent with the actual time, when he thinks of this number, he still feels uncomfortable.

Especially when he found that there was no one around, and he couldn't see the other person at all.

Song Ci reluctantly got up, and he slept on a long oak exhibition table, which was probably the place that Akabane had chosen. There were warm paintings hanging in this room, all of which were brilliant sunflowers and other cute and interesting paintings. It turns out that this is an art gallery where a homicide occurred.

Thinking of this, Song Ci climbed off the exhibition table again. His shoes were still on the ground, but the table was a bit high. He tried his best to slide off the table lightly, not touching the sensitive parts.

Finally, he was about to touch his shoes. At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside. When he raised his head, Gong Xiaoyu's figure appeared at the door.

The moment he saw Song Ci, the anxiety on Gong Xiaoyu's face turned into peace of mind. In the past time, the time on his wrist was reduced by ten hours, but he searched all over the art museum, but couldn't find Song Ci.

Although he believed in Song Ci's ability and followed his plan, he still felt a little anxious after not seeing anyone for so long.

He walked in a few steps, and thankfully said: "I was scared to death, you're fine—" that's all.

But these two words got stuck in his mouth, he stopped and stared at Song Ci suspiciously, from his messy hair, bitten red mouth, and bare ankle.

It's obviously not all right.

Gong Xiaoyu stared at his awkward posture, and wanted to slide down the table, but her hips and waist didn't seem to exert any strength, this fragile and budding feeling——

Gong Xiaoyu walked over calmly: "Do you want me to help you?"

Song Ci nodded, then fell off the table, was caught by Gong Xiaoyu, and then smoothly slid off the table that was too high, and put on her shoes.

"May I know who did this kind of thing?" Gong Xiaoyu looked at the large exhibition table, trying not to think about what happened on it.

Song Ci's expression was normal, she just stretched out her hand and touched the flame pattern on Gong Xiaoyu's hand.

Gong Xiaoyu understood Song Ci's hint, and was dumbfounded for a moment: "I see. I wonder why he didn't show up this time. Did he find his body and go back directly?"

Song Ci shook his head. This matter was more complicated than he thought, so he didn't want to talk about it before, but now, in order to prevent Gong Xiaoyu from thinking wildly, he had to explain it.

"His consciousness and body are separated. What just appeared was his body. As for consciousness, Asuka took him away, and he is probably waiting in that world hall." Song Ci said succinctly.

Gong Xiaoyu rubbed her chin, thoughtfully said: "Then can his consciousness sense what his body is doing?" guiguiaxiangzhengli

Song Ci: "..."

His brows were tangled together: "I hope he can't."

Gong Xiaoyu had a look on his face: "I'm pretty sure about people. According to his personality, I feel that he will be mad with jealousy. Otherwise, let him return to that body, so he doesn't have to eat himself. vinegar."

Song Ci also thought so: "But I suspect that the Asuka Network will not let us succeed so easily."

Gong Xiaoyu nodded, and thought of an idea: "Didn't you bring back his consciousness last time? Why don't you follow suit this time, put him in a prop sack, pass this level, and use that clearance privilege to make the whole The sacks are brought back to reality.”

Song Ci cheered up and looked at him: "Then do you have a sack?"

Gong Xiaoyu shook her head regretfully: "No."

Song Ci: "..."

Great, then he still needs to find a sack prop.

Gong Xiaoyu said again: "Don't forget the business when you're in love. I've lost another ten hours of time. It's not good for such a fast passing."

Song Cining said: "Don't worry, I recalled some memories just now, and the answer to this level is clearer, it's just that the accident just now delayed some time."

Gong Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows: "So you didn't expect such an accident? Speaking of which, I think you should be number zero. Although I can't imagine you as a zero when I see your face, but Since it can make you forget about me as a teammate, brewing sauce at the scene of this murder should be so cool."

The sickly girl smiled and said such wolfish words.

Song Ci looked at him: "Do you want to be beaten by me?"

Gong Xiaoyu immediately begged for peace, "I don't want to, let's solve the case quickly."

He walked to the door, and then added lightly: "You can't let your No. 1 old Gong's consciousness wait outside for a long time."

Song Ci's fist hardened again.

He took a few deep breaths, punched this little sickly girl dozens of times in his heart, and then let go of his fist.

They went outside and checked the situation of the art gallery on the way. Everything was as planned, even the three fuzzy heads were not beyond their expectations. The only thing that was not in the plan was that his chastity was gone.

Song Ci temporarily forgot about this matter. They came to a painting and began to solve the riddle: "Number 6, we know the answer."

"Not only do I know the answer, but I also know about your creator's father, come out and recognize your relative." Gong Xiaoyu added beside him.

Immediately the onion popped up in that painting, and in the rest of the paintings, all screaming in a strangely relieved tone: "Speak up! The detective can't take it anymore! That's it." This book! That hateful book suddenly went crazy and wanted to destroy my world hall! The detective cursed him for the rest of his life, no paper to eat instant noodles, no seasoning packet to go out, drop money and step on dog shit!”

Onion's disgruntled voice echoed in the gallery.

Gong Xiaoyu smiled ambiguously, and showed an expression of watching the show again.

Song Ci was silent: "..."

It seems that Akabane is really jealous.

The author has something to say: Akabane in the book: I'm going to be jealous of myself today.

Number 6: Help, my house has collapsed!