After I died, I became a cat

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[Inspiration check, 1D100...]

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Infiltrating the team by charm, Chen Erhuang, who had borrowed a group of policemen's black suit trousers to hide himself, twitched his ears when he heard Gu Lu roll the dice.

This is not a test he rolled, it should be from a teammate.Specifically, is it from Teacher Qi Wang or that little bastard...it should be the little bastard.

There is no reason, Chen Erhuang instinctively determined.

He glanced at the teammate's status bar, seeing that Ye Weidan's blood volume was full and his mental state was within a healthy range, so he listened to the police's discussion again.

Or Detective Susan Oliver's questioning of Richard.

One of her male colleagues has disheveled hair and looks handsome, with brown hair and blue eyes, he is so unrestrained, his suit is ironed straight, and even his tie is more elegant than others. He is surrounded by colleagues who seem to have been submerged in garbage for half a month. They are not a style at all.

But before the male policeman came out, almost no one noticed him mixed in the garbage dump... Ah no, he was mixed among his colleagues, until he approached the female assistant who led the way, and smoothed the frown of the female assistant with a few words.

Then the male policeman naturally quickened his pace. The female assistant didn't notice the transfer of dominance, and she moved a little faster in order to keep up with him. In the end, she even shared two elevators with other people, never noticing that the policeman The suspect, Mr. Li Cha, was alone in another elevator and fell into the siege of the police.

Mr. Li Cha, an otaku, shivered with the backpack on his chest.

Out of his sight, the policemen exchanged suspicious glances.

Supernatural powers, black magic sacrifices.

Well, assuming this is true, assuming that these indescribable things really exist in the world, and that such things took the lives of nineteen people in chocolate factories large and small in Modisheng City, then it must be very powerful, it must be very powerful Are you good at killing people?

What is so special about this Mr. Richard? Is it the incarnation of an angel in the human world, or the apostle chosen by the devil, or has the mysterious inheritance from the East, so that he has the power to catch the suspect?

He looked so ordinary. The policemen looked at his larger body than ordinary people with vicious eyes, guessed how much red muscle and yellow fat under the skin accounted for, and measured the old and deformed T-shirt and loose trousers. Thinking about these two pieces of clothing, could it be that the raw material is the holy shroud, soaked in the blood of the saint and blessed by the priest?

Susan Oliver took all kinds of thoughts on the faces of her colleagues and subordinates into her eyes, and kept her expression.

Li Cha is obviously the kind of person who will fall into a daze anytime and anywhere. The female police detective who has the ability to understand people waited for a while, and she saw the young man's expression gradually becoming dull.

At this moment, Susan Oliver suddenly said: "Isn't the murderer you caught looking terrible?"

Li Cha was taken aback, "Whoa, whoa!"

He screamed out, took a few steps back, the policeman behind him supported him, his arm muscles bulged, and he prevented the fat man from falling directly.

Can such a guy catch the vicious murderer who killed 19 people?

The suspicion in the policemen's hearts was almost manifested, and they fought with the authority of the chief in an invisible human fight above the elevator.

Susan Oliver couldn't control the twitching of the corner of her mouth either. She suppressed her sense of absurdity and asked a second time: "Is the suspect scary in appearance?"

Li Cha touched his head with his hand, and then realized that he was not wearing a hat, which could not block other people's sight.So he moved up the backpack on his chest, blocked his chin and covered half of his face, and then faltered and faltered.

"It's, it's okay," he said, "it's, it's cute."

what?

Chen Erhuang flicked his tail, and found that the policeman who had been charmed by him just now had his eyes on him.

Do you suspect him as the escaped suspect because he is cute?Was this guy's mind muddled by Charm?

The little black cat had no sympathy for his colleagues in another world, and complained in his heart.

Susan Oliver also felt the groove deeply.

"Quite cute……"

It's not that she has never encountered some criminals who look like murderers by no means, but Li Cha knows that they are suspects and still utters this adjective, which still makes her shudder.

The elevator dinged to a stop.

They went from the 27th floor near the top floor to the third basement floor. Even if they took the elevator, the journey was a bit long.

The elevator door opened, and everyone turned their eyes to the outside of the elevator.Before their eyes could see clearly, they first felt the chill pouring into the cramped space full of people. In just a few seconds, their breath condensed into white air, almost freezing their bone marrow.

But before they hugged their arms and shook their teeth and said how cold they were, the things outside the elevator door became clear.

Mushrooms, large and small, tall and low mushrooms, form a "forest" of large and small, high and low.

The colors of the mushrooms are psychedelic, ranging from pink and white to deep purple to transparent and translucent, dotted with colored lights, the hazy light is like floating fog, or is it actually spores?The policemen were dumbfounded, and felt that the whole world seemed to have entered the realm of fantasy for a while. Compared with detaining suspects, this room is more suitable for appearing in a 3D game scene or an art movie.

And that sweetness...

Wait, sweetness?

Susan Oliver woke up, and the chill that almost froze everything could be realized when she regained consciousness and found that the air conditioner was turned on too low.She squeezed her way among colleagues who stood motionless in the elevator, and reached out to touch the edge of a mushroom canopy.

According to cooking experience, mushrooms have a soft and moist touch, but what she actually touched was cold and hard.

"……chocolate?!"

Susan Oliver is a native of Modisheng City. When she was about adolescence, the United Chamber of Commerce Modisheng City held the first chocolate dessert modeling contest.Up to now, this competition is still held every year, but compared with the hasty and crude pastry chefs who only have three days to make, and the exhibition is only a week for the first competition, the production time required by the current competition can be up to half a month. The exhibition lasted for a month, and it was almost turned into a joyful art festival by the Modisheng City Government and the United Chamber of Commerce.

She has watched countless chocolate modeling works in more than ten years, and each of those contestants can be described as happy angels kissing their fingertips.But she had never seen this...such...a world made entirely of chocolate.

"Please be careful, don't destroy these statues." The female assistant who took another elevator and arrived here a few seconds earlier reminded her that she was a little worried that the female police detective would directly break the chocolate with her hands, which is a habit for strangers action.

"Sorry," Susan Oliver withdrew her hand. She took a deep breath, her nose and mouth filled with the wonderful smell of fermented and dried cocoa, "Where is the arrested suspect?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the male policeman who went to divert the female assistant's attention did not continue to accompany the female assistant.

Susan Oliver was startled, and just about to ask, she looked away from the "mushroom" and found the missing colleague.

He squatted in front of a big "mushroom" that looked thick and soft, bright red and bright in color, with his back to her, not knowing what he was observing.

At his feet was a black kitten the size of two fists, with its front paws stretched on the "mushroom", as if it was looking at the same thing as him.

Why are there cats here?

Probably the cat that lives in this chocolate scene.

Susan Oliver didn't think much about it. She realized that what her colleagues were looking at must be the suspect, and while wondering where the arrested suspect was--although the "mushroom" was big, it wasn't big enough to hide a person-- walked over.

The next moment she also paused, holding her breath and not daring to exhale.

villain.

A villain whose height is only the size of a palm.

he?she?it?This thing, wearing an exquisite little dress, even has a pair of dragonfly-like wings, it is the real fairy flying out of fairy tales!

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[Inspiration check, 1D100=9, difficult success]

[There must be something special in this chocolate that made you fall into such an illusion]

"Is it an inspiration test? It's not surprising."

Ye Weidan said calmly, "At least it wasn't a physical test that reminded me that I was poisoned, and then I'll see if I pass the test and am unconscious or not..."

The barrage laughed, obviously thinking of some unlucky and dedicated anchors.

If the anchor Ye Weidan's selling point is Ouhuang, the selling point of those anchors is probably overturning.

"Well, first of all," the tall female detective looked around and said to herself, "where is this?"

With the success of the inspiration check, the face of this corner was pulled like a vortex, the space rotated like a creamy latte on the surface of coffee, and the hot cocoa poured down from the sky, hanging a thick layer on him, submerging him.

[Sanity check, 1D100=47, normal success]

【You are ready to face】

Ye Weidan opened his eyes with psychological expectations.

Hot cocoa washes away, revealing countless mushrooms behind.

Large and small, high and low mushrooms form a large and small, high and low "forest".

Large and large fluorescent blue mushrooms are scattered with mist-like spores, and there are also small mushrooms with particularly bright colors that make human instincts alarm, like stones in the soil, dotted with caves full of stalactites on the cave walls on the ground Between the domes.

This is deep underground, at the end of a passage.

All human traces disappeared here, but Ye Weidan heard gasps.

Who came here?Who will come here?

"It's been a long time since I've seen a human being," said a slender, male-female voice. "You left here with gold and never returned."

"...What, what?"

In this memory, the person possessed by Ye Weidan couldn't hide his panic and asked.

A small figure flashed out from nowhere, flapping its wings and hovering above a mushroom.

It is only palm-length tall, and the fabric on its body does not know the material, and its style is like that of a miner.Its loose strands of hair glow like mushrooms, and the wings protruding from the long hair on the back are like insects of the order Pteroptera.

What kind of category should this little thing be classified into? Let the biologists have a headache.At this moment, Ye Weidan only saw it reaching out to the owner of the memory.

"I saved you."

It said confidently: "According to the contract, give me what you eat."

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The author has something to say:

Well... a quarter of two months have passed _(:з」∠)_