Chapter 946 Let me meet the mysterious person to the leader [Gongzique]
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Haihara Ai glanced at Conan's miserable appearance, then looked at the coffee cup with a corner off next to him, and immediately understood the situation.
She covered her face indifferently and sighed: "...It seems that Dr. A Li's equipment cannot be used here."
As she spoke, she looked at the horizon and sighed regretfully.
——If I had known this would happen, I should have exchanged badges with Jiang Xia before entering the venue.
Haibara Ai: "..." It's not entirely because he doesn't trust Kudo's reasoning level.
But currently, it seems that this dungeon is probably not a pure intellectual game. There may also be some fighting scenes.
And in this case, the most reliable thing in the game is indeed the own force value... Fortunately, although Jiang Xia is not here, for some reason, Mao Lilan also comes in.
Haiyuan Ai silently moved a little closer to Mao Lilan, turned his head to look at her tight long legs, and his sense of security suddenly increased.
…
On the other side, Conan finally recovered from the critical blow to his toe.
He hissed for a while and quickly realized the bad situation.
Conan clicked on the multifunctional glasses first.
A subtle mechanical sound sounded, and an antenna quickly popped out from the edge of the glasses frame.
But before Conan could show his surprised expression, the antenna retracted again in the next second - and even during the short period of existence, the antenna did not play any role. The glasses were just one extra pair.
Cut out ordinary glasses.
Look at your wrist again: the anesthesia watch can no longer be used, only the most basic timing function is left.
Conan: "..."
...That's too much! Forget about weakening Jiang Xia, Jiang Xia's reasoning speed is indeed outrageous. If Noah checked the reports related to Jiang Xia, it would be normal to weaken Jiang Xia.
"..." But why do you want to cut him, an innocent primary school student, too? Such an AI, how can he be so harsh...
…
At this time, it seemed that the player's arrival had touched this peaceful early morning.
The originally deserted alley suddenly became noisy.
Next to it, the door of the cafe opened with a bang, and a melon-eater ran out.
The man ignored the players on the street and ran to the body to take a look.
Seemingly frightened by the miserable death, he stumbled back a few steps, and then raised his voice, a rough voice that echoed in the old streets: "Jack the Ripper is here again! Call the police!"
!”
Click——
Click——
Windows opened one after another.
Residents upstairs and downstairs poked their heads out to look at the corpses on the street, like nervous audiences watching a horror movie in a movie theater.
Soon, they all shouted loudly, like a relay to call the police over.
A group of players were suddenly surrounded by a group of strange "foreigners". Coupled with this atmosphere of panic, they couldn't help but become nervous.
Fortunately, no one seemed to think that the "suspicious people who suddenly appeared next to the corpse" were the murderers, and no one came to question him.
"..." I don't know whether this is the convenience brought by being a child, or the exclusive protection treatment given to players when they first enter the game.
In short, a group of players secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Remembering that this was a life-and-death game, they all cautiously stepped back and retreated into a nearby alley.
…
Conan was straining his ears to hear what the passers-by around him were shouting.
At this time, Mao Lilan's voice suddenly came from the side.
She is taller than a group of primary school students and has a relatively wider field of vision. Mao Lilan asked doubtfully: "There seems to be an Asian on the second floor of the coffee shop opposite?"
"?!" Conan was startled and followed her gaze.
Then, behind the window on the second floor, I saw a young man who matched the characteristics Mao Lilan said.
——Among a group of panicked onlookers, only that person sat quietly by the window, overlooking the bloody scene on the street below as if watching a play.
Even a second after Conan saw him, the other person's eyes moved, he looked back accurately, and slowly showed a smile of unknown meaning.
Conan: "..."
Suddenly a sentence flashed in his mind.
——Before coming in, Noah seemed to have said that in each copy, there is a "helper" hidden like an easter egg.
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Looking at it now, Conan thought, maybe the young man upstairs is the hidden friendly "Easter egg"?
——In London in this era, among a group of out-and-out Europeans, an Asian face suddenly appears... This is really hard not to make people think too much.
Also, the players' clothing, appearance, language, etc. are all incompatible with this era.
But none of the passers-by NPCs nearby noticed them, or even took a second look. On the contrary, the young man with an Asian face on the second floor was looking at them with great interest.
Also, one more thing...
Conan's gaze shifted slightly and fell on the window next to the "mysterious Asian man".
——The logo of the coffee shop is posted there.
And that logo... is exactly the same as the pattern on the heavy coffee cup he kicked just now!
…
This made Conan have some conjecture.
——The coffee cup that appeared next to the murder scene of "Jack the Ripper" and caused his feet to hurt may actually be a reminder of some kind ——probably out of compensation for taking Jiang Xia away, Noah specifically gave them a clear message.
, clues about the "helper".
The more Conan thought about it, the more he felt that this was probably the case.
With this thought in mind, he made a silencing gesture to the group of people behind him:
"You guys wait for me a moment."
Then Conan slipped out of the alley, picked up the coffee cup on the ground, ran to the door of the coffee shop, pushed the door open, and prepared to meet the mysterious man upstairs.
"..." It would be best to lure him directly into the player team.
…
However, the situation is different from what Conan thought.
"Where did you come from, kid? Get out! This is not a place for you to cause trouble."
As soon as he entered the door, a fierce clerk stopped in front of him. The already narrow passage was blocked, making it impossible for Conan to pass.
Facing the vicious adults, Conan skillfully began to act cute.
He held up the coffee cup in his hand and smiled like a good boy: "Well, I picked this up outside and wanted to ask if you threw it away..."
Before he finished speaking, the clerk grabbed the coffee cup with his hand.
The other hand picked up Conan's collar and walked towards the door: "No wonder you keep losing cups lately - if you dare to steal again, I will kick your ass hard with my boot!"
The next second, Conan was thrown out of the door.
The door of the coffee shop clanged and closed mercilessly behind him.
Conan: "..."
...This world is too unfriendly to children!
In reality, you would invite him in for a sit-down. Maybe there would be dessert. Then everyone would sit together and talk about the strange things that have happened around them recently, and then, the Junior Detective Team, or the High School Detective Team,
