"Oh, okay..." Genta and Mitsuhiko touched the beautiful metal pattern on the handle of the gun and put down the gun regretfully.
Although they often didn't listen to Conan's words, after getting along for such a long time, the two of them also vaguely felt that Conan was more reliable than them. And the current matter was related to the lives of fifty people, so it was best to listen to the advice.
.
In addition, if they insist on confronting Conan, causing huge trouble later, and then they are unlucky...ah no, they are lucky to pass the level again, and meet Brother Jiang Xia who also walked out of the game alive, and then, Brother Jiang Xia knows
Understand the situation here...
"..."
Clang——
Mitsuhiko and Genta closed the drawer heavily and shuddered.
Then the two of them avoided the terrible drawer like the plague, hurried to the side of the others, and walked with them outside the house, preparing to find "Colonel Moran."
Soon, only "Hideki Morohoshi" was left in the room - Noah was left at the end.
…
After the others left, he opened the drawer again and looked at the gun.
Although Noah still wants to enjoy the game more. But now, since he does not plan to destroy himself after the end of this instance, there will be opportunities for other games in the future - the group of acquaintances of the psychic master are all quite happy.
It's fun and you should be able to play with them for a long time.
In addition, Noah remembered that after a while, Jiang Xia still had something to do in reality, and that matter was related to "sending Sindora on the road", so in contrast, in the game, the progress needed to be accelerated.
——There are too many people in this dungeon. Let’s eliminate some first.
And this gun is an important prop that causes commotion.
Noah picked up the gun, turned around with a smile, and was suddenly startled.
——Behind him, there was someone else at some point.
Jiang Xia was dressed in an authentic British gentleman's attire, holding a cane and standing in the room. It seemed that he had been watching the show in the void, and now he finally showed his figure.
"...It's you." Noah breathed a sigh of relief, lifted up his clothes, put the gun into his waistband and hid it.
After the contract, Jiang Xia's authority in this space is even higher than that of Noah himself.
Noah is used to being a "god" in his own territory, and a man suddenly appeared from behind...it was really a bit scary to the AI.
Jiang Xia watched Noah hide the gun:
"If you don't like being a 'ghost', you can discuss it with Miyano Akemi and ask her to work harder. This can also speed up the elimination of players." He remembered that this AI that feels good in hand seems to have a hidden secret.
The desire to "experience the game".
"No, no need. This is fine for now."
Noah didn't feel guilty or guilty at all about "back-stabbing his teammates." Instead, his eyes flashed with eagerness:
"Going through the level without any trouble is really boring - just like the 'Eagle' in an eagle catching a chicken, someone has to be responsible for sacrificing themselves to increase the difficulty of the game."
As he said that, he slapped the gun on his waist and said confidently: "This is not being a mole, this is a great sacrifice."
Jiang Xia: "..."
...It's just a transparent ball, but I didn't expect it to be quite dark when cut open.
However, Noah said this...
"..." Being a mole among the players, secretly deceiving others, seems to be a lot of fun.
If you have a chance next time, you can bring in a few acquaintances to try it out - just now, Jiang Xia had nothing to do and walked around Noah, and found that there seemed to be some brand new copy prototypes waiting for them to perfect and develop.
…
Next to it, the players said goodbye to the landlady and walked outside the house.
They were blown away by the cold wind blowing on the street. They came back from their thoughts and suddenly realized that one person was missing.
When he looked back, he happened to see "Hideki Morohoshi" walking out slowly. He was also looking at the decorations in the aisle along the way, without any apology for being late.
Considering his naughty temper, others didn't find it strange.
Conan glanced at Hideki Morohoshi and suddenly remembered something.
He turned his head and looked at the "counting clock" on the tall tower in the distance, and his expression changed slightly.
——When they entered the room to search for information, 19 more players were eliminated. Now, the number pointed by the minute hand is "30".
...More than ten minutes passed, and from the five copies combined, there were only thirty people left.
This terrible elimination rate and too fast speed made Conan feel nervous.
Suzuki Sonoko followed his gaze and noticed the situation, muttering in her heart.
Although she doesn't like playing games that much, she has participated in the planning of some games for fun in the past, and in the process, she learned something subtly. Suzuki Sonoko thoughtfully:
"Except for us, the elimination rate in other dungeons has actually reached 50%. And until now, all of us have survived. Since they are dungeons of the same game, and there is no difficulty level, then in theory, the elimination rate everywhere
It should be about the same... Could it be that we are about to encounter some kind of scene that will cause a lot of casualties?"
She shrank back to Mao Lilan with some fear.
However, Mao Lilan was also afraid.
The two people huddled together, shivering in the cold wind.
"If this is really the case, the 'death threat' that is about to come refers to the next 'Colonel Moran'."
Haibara Ai used to be a criminal member who often saw big scenes and often met Gin. Thinking about the fact that game NPCs can never be scarier than the silver-haired man in black, she was much calmer and rationally analyzed:
"'Colonel Moran' is not a good person. He is greedy, cruel, and extremely loyal to Professor Moriarty - if 'Jack the Ripper' commits crimes everywhere under the control of Professor Moriarty, then we and'
Being hostile to Jack the Ripper is tantamount to being hostile to Moriarty, and Colonel Moran will naturally not be polite to us."
"But no matter what, we still have to go and take a look - we have no other clues."
Conan doesn't pay much attention to the off-site settings of the game, but is more optimistic: "And the dungeons are different from each other. Other dungeons, especially 'Pirates', 'Arena' and the like, are originally designed to make it easy to die.
But ours is a detective dungeon - as long as everyone does not act separately and is cautious before making decisions, we will definitely be able to avoid the death option."
…
Fifteen minutes ago, Conan said so confidently.
Fifteen minutes later, outside the back door of the poker club.
Conan made a silent gesture to the others: "You guys hide nearby and don't walk around casually. I'll go in and check out the situation."
Noah: "..." Didn't you just say, "Don't we all act separately?", those fickle little glasses...
The high school girls and the boy detective team often went out with Conan. They were used to the "they stand by while Conan explores around" mode, so they didn't say anything.
