This was the first thing Curse Blade asked after he walked in.
"That's right."
The rabbit whistled: "Gwen is really lucky. He actually opened a set of six witch cards, which can be used to form a club card set in the 'Arena Rules'. Three main selections, three substitutes, this
Are you lucky?"
Gwen felt a little embarrassed and rubbed the card pile in her hand.
In addition to Nanny, the six witch cards he drew also include two versions of [Dinisha]. This witch with the same name as the smiling goddess in the sword has a 1975 version and a commemorative version in 1999.
, the former’s affix is ‘noble ghost girl’, and the latter’s affix is ‘great witch’. From this we can study that there will also be changes in power between witches.
However, the Witch does not allow cards with the same name to play together unless there are cards that are not bound by the rules of the same name.
Therefore, Gwen had to exchange the two 'Dinisha's for one to someone else.
"Oh, the dog is here?"
Squirrel Girl also whistled and clapped: "Gwen, and the rabbit, please clean up and come back to work. Each person has three hundred military coins. Gwen is responsible for possible battles, and the rabbit is responsible for reporting and
Paperwork. I do the scouting and, hahahahaha, eat snacks nearby!”
This guy……
Hui Ta scratched his head next to him, his eyes full of jealousy: "Why didn't you call me? There are three hundred military coins!"
"It's not that I didn't call you, I'm ordering food from the other side."
Curse Blade spread his hands and laughed maniacally, "Just now we not only talked about installing the heater, but also spread our business by the way. I blew you all away, and I also made this thing by the way.
…”
She took out a thin diary from her pocket.
"this is?"
Red Dog glanced.
Curse Blade opened the booklet with a proud face.
It turned out to be an introduction booklet with photos of their members. The first page showed Huita's honest face and appearance in military uniform.
"Curse Blade!" Hui Tower shouted, "So that's why you brought a camera back that day?"
"That's why, let's see."
Rabbit has already leaned over and read the text above: "Senior Yuanli messenger, instructor, Huita, a well-known trainer in the industry, has rich experience in the industry, and has trained several deputy commanders, elite Yuan
There are dozens of force users and hundreds of ordinary source force users with excellent results; the lecturer's words are witty and humorous, which can make the trainees awaken the source force in a relaxed mood and accept the price of the task..."
Huita covered her red face.
Rabbit continued reading:
"Yuanli training, 30 military hours per class."
"Combat training, 50 military hours per class."
"Essential cultural training, 25 military hours each."
"On duty duty, 100 to 150 military starts."
"..."
After finishing reading, the rabbit stared at the curse blade with a surprised look on his face, smacked his lips, swung his butt, and swayed his tail, "You are really a dark guy. You are not so expensive to train for the authorities, and...
Aren’t fighting and cultural classes included in the Yuanli training courses?”
"You do not understand!"
Cursed Blade laughed wildly, "The more detailed you are, the more professional customers will think. For example, if you say you make red cabbage soup for them, they will think it is ordinary, but if you tell them the ingredients of red cabbage soup,
Come out and add the name of some meat, such as Ternoor Select Tomato Spicy Radish Diced Pork Soup, and they will be willing to pay more than twice as much.”
This guy nailed some of the exaggerated qualities of Utopians.
"What about me? What about me?" Gwen approached with curiosity.
The photo that Curse Blade arranged for him was actually a photo of him sitting quietly on the table with his hands on his lap.
“It’s quite pretty.”
The rabbit made a grunting comment.
"A powerful source of force user, a powerful source force user of the Kaitan type, possessing the strongest frontal ability among the entire group. It only takes one minute to solve a frontal Kaitan. The price for accepting the task: Field service only, 300 military starting price
…”
"Meow meow! This is too dark!"
The rabbits were shocked. The squirrel girl really dared to ask for a price. At the price of 300 military pieces, she could already buy some good books and some good spells.
"Haha, you don't understand. The more expensive it is, the more curious people are and want to try it. Even if Gwen's performance is only a little better than other source power users, with the blessing of the price, Gwen will still feel
Much stronger than other source power envoys!"
Cursed Blade is above the gate.
There is indeed one qualification that can be said: Not inferior to others.
"Okay, okay, are you two willing to go?"
Cursed Blade impatiently lit a cigarette and smoked it in one breath. His cheeks puffed up and he puffed out a large amount of second-hand smoke.
"You have to tell me what the commission is, right?"
Rabbit said.
Gwen nodded: "Say briefly."
Cursed Blade sprayed out a large amount of clouds with its nose, shook its body violently and made a crackling sound of bones moving, "Okay, let me tell you something. Recently, the authorities have issued some tasks, and there are some commissions in them, which will be given to precious people.
The ancient witch card. In addition, some qualifications and merit points are given. Therefore, the card club wants to find a substitute player for a newcomer in their club..."
"Oh, it was Dark Cat who answered..."
"Meow!" Dark Cat made a loud cry to stop Rabbit from talking.
Cursed Blade chuckled, "So I, who needs the detective ability, Gwen, who has the positive ability, and you who make the best report, go out on this mission together. The card club has already spent a lot of money and spent a small thousand military dollars to hire us.
Just say whether you want to go or not!"
"go!"
Rabbit snorted: "Why don't you go and deduct 100 from me and put it into the team's fund pool."
"Then I'll do it too."
Gwen blinked: "I'll do it too."
The task that the rabbit bears in this team is like this lubricant. For example, when it is inconvenient for some curse blades to set an example, the rabbit will set an example.
This behavior of deducting military funds from the team's fund pool.
It is more suitable to use a rabbit.
It's much more effective for her to take the lead than for Curse Blade to take the lead.
The rest of the people who did not receive the mission have a better spiritual balance.
…………
After Gwen changed her clothes, she went out together with Rabbit and Curse Blade, who also changed into windbreakers.
Cursed Blade is also quite particular about what she does. Basically, when we go out with her, she will always order an armored squirrel cart.
Let others sit comfortably.
After getting in the car and sitting down.
She knocked on the front window and said to the coachman:
"Go to the Forsland Yard in the Quartier du Feu."
The Forsland Theater is the abbreviation of the Forsland Police Station. Because there are so many theaters there, it is nicknamed the "Forsland Theater" - of course, this is an official statement, but privately it is everyone's opinion.
People from the Fore District Police Department are more dedicated when they are actors than when they are police officers - it seems that the purpose of this trip is the police car.
Closed the window.
Curse Blade threw the two pieces of information to Rabbit and Gwen.
"Let's see."
Squirrel Girl has been enjoying herself recently and seems to have received all kinds of benefits. She even has no shortage of tobacco. In this critical season of entering the "cold winter zone", she consumes a lot of tobacco without hesitation.
She used a pipe filled with tobacco.
"Have you gained a lot of benefits recently?"
The rabbit muttered.
"Hey." Curse Blade smiled, "There are always so many high-quality commissions, then our life will naturally get better. You don't know how much limelight I have made in the branch. The authorities personally commended our secret agents
The results of the investigation team's work require us to continue to carry forward the hard-working spirit and properly deal with the local ghost stories."
"You can't tell that you endure hardships, but the way you smoke and puff has been deeply remembered in my heart."
Gwen ignored the two bickering men and lowered her head to look at the information.
When you open it, the first thing that appears is an unbearable scene after the sacrifice of crab legs.
Not to mention it was a mess of flesh and blood, at least it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
A large number of human remains are stored inside, and a pot of blood with a rancid smell that can be smelled even through the photo is placed in the middle.
Curse Blade said without empathy:
"It looks like a red cabbage pot..."
"Come on, Cursed Blade, stop being disgusting!" Tu Xiu angrily turned to the next page.
Gwen follows.
The following page is the victim's record, which is densely packed, with many names marked in red and marked 'unconfirmable'.
"Twenty-one years old, twenty-six years old, thirty-two years old, nineteen years old, twelve years old, nine years old..."
Gwen looked at the numbers next to her name, feeling a little silent.
Cursed Blade said in an incomprehensible tone: "Such a vicious incident has not happened for a long time, so we must use our best to complete this commission. Even if it is not for reward, I will get to the bottom of it, so I took the responsibility.
The mission has been assigned, I hope you understand this."
"Um."
Gwen nodded.
The impression brought about by his appearance and his nonchalant personality shows signs of improvement.
People like Curse Blade probably regard themselves as some kind of eldest lady in a boudoir, and they still have a sense of justice in their hearts. Therefore, they are more tolerant and make targeted arrangements.
This is a good thing.
Gwen doesn't think she is very righteous.
To a certain extent, the person who uses violence is no different from the scum who uses violence. In fact, he is a little worse. After all, no matter what the scum is for, there is always a little bit of purpose.
This kind of purposefulness is a characteristic that they still belong to humans. And Gwen herself...
Maybe I really am a mind flayer?
All I could think about was, "Just find someone to use violence."
Can it really be considered purposeful?
However, even so, I can barely say that I am a lawful person. Maybe I am not a good person, but I feel that it is very exciting to be such a bad person, and maybe there is something in the middle.
In this way, the entrusted prisoner is also a scumbag who can be beaten into a pulp without making anyone feel guilty at all.
I'm starting to look forward to meeting this scumbag.
"Why exactly are we going to the police station?"
"Nothing, but that fledgling detective wants to go to the police station. Although we are professionals, the employer's wishes are also very important."
Curse Blade pays great attention to user experience...
This is bullshit!
Gwen stared at the curse blade.
Cursed Blade held his face with both hands and showed a strange smile: "The poker club gave us more money to educate their newcomers, which is considered to be training. Then we must learn about the newcomers' ideas, including their methods.
Record the situation in a passive manner, and after it is resolved perfectly, we can then point out what the other party did wrong."
Giving a lot of money is indeed a great thing.
Even someone like Curseblade is happy to be a nanny...
No, it should be said that the cursed blade does not have the pride of a source power user.
Not to mention being a nanny, I am willing to even carry a child on my back. This is the gold content of the Curse Blade.
Gwen closed her eyes and rested.
If Cursed Blade said this, he should have sufficient evidence, and there would be no need to worry about the criminal running away.
Otherwise, this person would not be so relaxed.
…
Felsland Field, a gorgeous Gothic building with a blade-like ribbed tower as a fulcrum on its outer wall, and several simple motorcycle lanes built for police dispatch——
The vehicle was parked in the visitor area.
Cursed Blade rubbed his face, put on a serious face that he couldn't think of and walked out.
The rabbit shrugged at Gwen and followed.
As soon as you enter the game, you can experience the charm of Curse Blade again, or its abundant human resources.
An old police detective called her in the corridor:
"Curse Blade!"
"Isn't this my good brother?" Curse Blade has the ability to be brothers with players of any age.
After the two chatted for a while.
The three of them were first invited to an office by the old police detective and had a cup of coffee.
The old police detective muttered:
"You know that new guy of yours, right?"
"I know everything." Cursed Blade said with a smile.
"Oh, young people, you are just making a fuss. We are almost exhausted. They say 'Evidence can be seen on the corpse', but 'there is a corpse'? The vicious criminals here are not the ones who deal with corpses.
Good player..."
"Yeah."
"Also, we always say 'evidence speaks for itself', but can we rely on evidence to speak for the big cases we handle? If we rely on evidence to speak for itself, we won't be able to catch the creator of the ultimate ogre legend in one year.
!”
"That's right!"
Gwen had a dull look on her face, thinking: 'When will these two guys finish blowing sex?'
Next to him, the rabbit had cleverly covered his face with a newspaper and began to fall asleep like a standard Wilgi.
About twenty or thirty minutes passed.
Only then did the old police detective get to the point.
He put a thick stack of information on the table, coughed, and walked outside.
Cursed Blade tacitly took the information away like lightning and stuffed it into his arms.
"Curse Blade, have you seen the information I lost?"
"No."
This is how an intelligence transaction ended.
After leaving the door.
Gwen asked curiously: "What is that? What kind of information makes you ask for it in such an unseemly way?"
"First-hand information on this case."
Cursed Blade took out his pipe and said proudly: "In our line of work, it's just like being a reporter. What matters is time and first-hand experience. This old police detective is a friend of mine for many years. His daughter is in a carriage.
Going to school requires some extra military resources, and it is also crucial to find a suitable mentor in Yuanli Yitu..."
"So you have an exchange of interests with him?"
"Don't say it so harshly, we are helping each other. Look, don't we get first-hand information?"
Gwen raised her pretty eyebrows: "Will you share this information with your clients?"
"you guess?"
"I guess not," said the rabbit.
"Guessed correctly, no prize." Cursed Blade said.
"Don't you want the other party to gain fame? Don't you want the newcomer opposite to gain some achievements?" Gwen asked.
"But it doesn't mean that we have to give away the information, you know? What is the first thing to do when bringing in a new person?" Curse Blade asked back.
"I don't know." Gwen answered honestly.
"That is to make the newcomer realize that 'he needs help'. After handing over the information, if this person really finds something, do you think this person will be as big as the space team popping champagne at midfield?"
(In Utopia, there is also a miraculous night of reversal similar to the night of Istanbul)
"Newcomers need education, Ms. Curseblade."
The rabbit has a strange yin and yang spirit.
"The newcomer needs training, Ms. Tu Xi."
In terms of yin and yang strange energy, the cursed blade has never been afraid of anyone.
Gwen looked at them slightly speechless.
Is it necessary? Do this to a new person?
But he had no right to speak, so he twisted his waist and followed.
…………
Is necessary.
This answer was not given to him by Rabbit and Curse Blade, but by the newcomer himself.
It was a young woman with short hair, wearing a deerstalker hat that detectives love (the same in this world), and a long hunting windbreaker. Below it is a miniskirt paired with brown pantyhose and brown pants that wrap the lower part of the thighs.
Wearing soft boots, she chose a tasteful button-down shirt for her top, and her plump chest almost burst the buttons.
If so, that's fine.
This man's appearance is definitely good.
But obviously, the newcomer's problem is not with appearance, but with something deeper.
"Miss Curse Blade! I have heard of your name many years ago. Oh, it is indeed quite extraordinary when I see you today. You see, I made a sixteen-page plan, and there are still twenty-six pages of it."
Pages of detective diaries, preparations started from the region, from the hospital to the police station, and we shortened our search circle step by step, squeezing the prisoners out like cream from a donut..."
She talks too much.
She has a very hearty smile and an extremely talkative personality. Even the curse blade can't stand her up:
"Miss True Detective (her codename is True Detective)..."
"Just call me Gina. My nickname is just a poor imitation of you. I am listening to your detective stories and learning them. I like them all no matter which version they are. But I
My favorite is the version of you wandering among flowers, which version is particularly beautiful. Does Miss Quan, who has skin like mutton-fat white jade, really have that much to do with you..."
Curse Blade pursed his lips.
The rabbit was snickering and its tail was swishing back and forth.
Gwen also smiled and watched the show.
"Okay, okay, Miss True Detective, let's omit these things for now. I want to know your views on this incident. This will help our Ms. Rabbit write a report for you."
She winked at the rabbit.
The general meaning is: she says hers, you write yours.
In Utopia, Cursed Blade may have seen too many young people with excessive self-awareness.
She told Gwen that a young man she met asked for a report that contained all of his highlights. As a result, he was sent to lead the charge during a siege against a commander-level bounty criminal because he was so brilliant.
Incarnated into the generals of the coalition forces in front of Hulao Pass in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
It was a tragic death, so Curse Blade arranged for a rabbit in the car.
Let Tu Xi use a more spring and autumn style of brushwork, highlight a little highlight but not too much, and write a little spirituality but not too spiritually...
It sounds a bit difficult.
But Tu Xi’s time-tested writing style should still be able to produce this effect.
"What I want is that we start with the condition of the corpse. It is mentioned in the detective manual that as long as we have information about the corpse! We can get information about the shape of the water droplets in the unexpected waterfall 10,000 kilometers away!"
Gwen couldn't help complaining: "Who said this?"
The true detective raised his chin proudly: "Obviously, those huge, cute and furry cat lamps brought books. They are the precious abilities and experiences of ancient witches. It said that you only need a smart mind and a pair of
With hard-working hands, a pair of discerning eyes and a spell called 'Bone Tracing', you can easily do it..."
"I guess you don't have a spell called 'Bone Tracing'." Gwen put her hands on her hips.
"Ha! But we have two smart minds, three pairs of hard-working hands, and three pairs of discerning eyes!" What True Detective probably means is that neither Gwen nor the rabbit has a smart mind, and each lacks hard work.
Hands and discerning eyes...
This person doesn’t say what his abilities are.
This mouth alone makes you want to beat it to pieces.
Not only was Gwen a little angry, but even the cat had to hold down his tail to prevent the cat from exploding Lute's belly with its tail!
correct.
This woman from True Detective is a Lute, probably a feathered dragon. She has a beautiful tail that looks like a peacock, white jade-like antlers like a deer, and deer ears. This kind of Lute does have a very talkative quality.
And he has a pride no less than that of the Wilgi people, and his character is quite bad.
"Then let's get to work, ladies!"
"I am a man." Gwen had to emphasize this point.
Detective Root looked at him with surprise, and then showed a very interested expression: "You are so cute, do you have a girlfriend?"
"..."
Gwen had a dull look on her face.
"If you are so good-looking, then you should have a girlfriend? If you don't have one, can you consider having a girlfriend who can do anything, has a sexy figure, and is good-looking? To be honest, I also lack one.
Petite and cute boyfriend, so..."
Gwen had a cold face.
"I'm kidding, how could a good and outstanding woman like me take the initiative to pursue someone? But if it's you, Mr. Mind Flayer, I might consider it. After all, you can tell at a glance that you have powerful power.
And you are handsome, smart and capable, which always makes people's hearts flutter. How about it? There must be a lot of people chasing you, right?"
There is currently only one person chasing me, and she is a lady who wants to tease me and call me "little blind girl".
Gwen's face was expressionless, and she managed to squeeze out a crooked expression as a response to Root's 'joke'.
But this Root seems to be an optimistic person by nature.
Even though Gwen had only a little reaction, she showed a real cheerful smile and even made a "yeah" gesture while walking. At the same time, she walked forward nonchalantly, jumping up and down, very unsteady, and she was very unsteady with the people next to her.
The cursed blade, which walks fast but is extremely steady, creates a sharp contrast.
She and Curse Blade talked about their detective experiences again.
Although looking at the troubled expression on Curse Blade's face, one could tell that this person was asking about the skills he had seen before.
The rabbit suddenly touched Gwen's ribs.
"..."
Gwen tilted her head.
The rabbit gossiped in a low voice:
"Who do you think is more handsome among these two?"
She pointed ahead.
"Um?"
Why do you want to evaluate which of these two women is more handsome?
Gwen blinked and glanced quietly.
Only then did I know why the rabbit had this idea.
First of all, there is the Curse Blade. She has an absolutely beautiful appearance and a completely unruly temperament. She is both good and evil. She has a slightly crazy smile and long legs. She can definitely make my sister melt into ice cream.
The lost big sister type. And the other person is True Detective.
Although at first sight, I thought she was a sexy-dressed woman, but upon closer inspection, she looked like a big sister, wasn't she?
He has a smile that is always sunny and optimistic, and he has an absolutely gorgeous tail and antlers.
Coupled with the excellent clothing, although it looks very sexy, it is undeniable that in this completely feminine sexiness, there is still a handsome feeling of a big sister. And the appearance advantage is very obvious.
Root's elder sisters all seem to have this sexy and heroic type with different styles.
"I think……"
It's hard to choose.
Gwen thought about it and voted for the Curse Blade. The Curse Blade was a little more handsome.
The rabbit mercilessly chose Lute, the real detective whose real name is Gina.
"Why?"
"Because I've seen enough of Cursed Blade, and I can stand her most handsome outfit with a hunting suit, cape, and three-cornered hunter hat, meow~"
Sure enough, being seen a lot is still a bit of a disadvantage.
…
The four of them walked all the way to the morgue.
Gwen's first impression was entering the kitchen, because he had never seen such a busy morgue.
Utopia police officer pushing a trolley.
A mutilated corpse.
A corpse that has not yet transformed into a corpse.
And the bang-bang-bang sound of gunfire.
The entire underground morgue was extremely lively. There were also sources of energy who drew out their lightsabers and were chopping up corpses, transformed corpses.
"Oooh!"
True Detective made a curious sound and pointed fingers: "What is that? Do corpses stand up like this? Oh, it's so strange. The dead stand up and still eat the living..."
Curse Blade, who didn't take it seriously at first, blinked and followed True Detective's hand to a corner.
An unlucky police officer's thigh was being chewed. The bloody thigh looked like a turkey leg. At the same time, the breathing mask seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't scream...
And what was eating him was a Wendigo, a Wendigo, that kind of monster.
The legends and stories from the world that Gwen is familiar with are similar to ghouls, and sometimes the Wendigo is even a ghoul.
In this world, Wendigo is a monster with powerful ice and snow power.
It is also one of the monsters most easily transformed into human corpses.
"Mind Flayer!"
Curseblade shouted.
Gwen rushed forward immediately, a light flashing in her hand.
Buzz!
The lightsaber chopped off the Wendigo's head like lightning, and at the same time, Gwen's rather skilled left hand cast a shadow.
Heart-stealing!
[Mind Flayer Grid: Kill! Kill! Kill! 】
Recently, Gwen has developed this good habit of stealing hearts. When killing monsters, it is also best to steal hearts. This can add some progress to the mind flayer grid. Although the grid can indeed be drawn regardless of oil painting, people have come out, and Gwen is
I can’t get the ticket money!
Gwen has long coveted Gezi's pool of source power. Whether it's super-speed regeneration or never fatigue, both are good skills, even if it's Shadow Clothes - Shadow Clothes is a move that Gezi uses to eat his clothes with his shadow and gain powerful source power.
——That's also great. This yoga suit of mine is a very precious piece of armor. After using the shadow suit to eat it, you don't have to worry about breaking it during a fight.
If it is broken, it can be repaired perfectly with source force.
"..."
Gwen lit a fire in one eye, and a warm firelight fell on the guard's thigh.
The wound stopped bleeding quickly and scabbed.
The other party also settled down, stood up, saluted Gwen, and limped upstairs.
"Wendigo is a pretty powerful monster. If you hadn't met Gwen and weren't eating, you might have to do some tricks..." Curse Blade smiled with no empathy, "Generally speaking, Wen
When Diego was eating, he was filled with a spirit of hard work."
"It's very troublesome if you get bitten." True Detective smiled happily with the same lack of empathy, "This is the first time I've seen it. I didn't have much opportunity and time to go to the wilderness before. I heard that the wilderness
The density of monsters up there is astonishing. Every time my mother comes back with trophies, it fills a whole carriage."
...Do people in Emotional Utopia quite like this kind of environment?
Gwen almost couldn't help rolling her eyes.
…
Going deeper, Gwen chopped down at least ten monsters along the way, as well as two sane people, as well as a gang of six lunatics who took advantage of the fire to dig through the walls and snatch corpses. In Utopia, corpses are almost equal to strategic resources.
Already.
Corpses can be used for almost anything as long as they are empathic enough.
This is Utopia.
But what surprised Gwen even more was the management level of the Utopian police station, which was a bit like Raccoon City after the outbreak of Resident Evil.
Basically nothing.
It took them a while and finally they entered a designated morgue.
The person guarding the morgue is a crazy squirrel Root man. He holds a rattling 'Witcher 5 light machine gun' in his hand and keeps firing to fight back the zombie monsters. At the same time, he holds a big hamburger in one hand.
Eating.
The squirrel man's eyes kept rolling and he almost screamed:
"Death! Die! Die! No one can break through the siege with my marksmanship!"
"Hello, we..." True Detective raised his left hand.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Squirrel Man held a burger in his mouth and shot across the floor in front of True Detective. "No! There is! People!" he added viciously.
Curse Blade smacked his lips and licked his lips.
Just when Gwen thought that squirrels and squirrels might be able to communicate, she saw Cursed Blade looking over and moving her mouth: "Mind Flayer!"
Come on.
Gwen rushed forward.
"...Save him alive!" the voice of Cursed Blade chased after him.
Gwen then changed her fists to palms, crushing the crazy squirrel's collarbone in one breath and knocking it unconscious. At the same time, she skillfully kicked the opponent's belongings with her toes.
He easily dismantled the light machine gun and took away the remaining 20 privately-made missiles inside. He also took away 45 privately-made missiles from the magazine the opponent carried.
"Isn't this a robbery?" the annoying True Detective Root asked with no emotional intelligence.
"This is called acting on behalf of others. If he is still awake, he will definitely use this gun and magazine to drive us away. And we only need to check things here and then leave by ourselves. This is equivalent to helping him save these ammunition, then he will treat us as
Wouldn’t it be enough to just abort it?”
Curse Blade's ideology is simple and honest, with a focus on making money.
"That's not bad." The real detective immediately ran over, and squeezed Gwen with his beautiful figure. At the same time, his hands had already picked up the weapon parts of the fainted squirrel caretaker: "I want this! I want this!"
I have always wanted a good gun, but I haven’t been able to get one due to rituals. As you know, there are always some weird rituals that prevent people from buying them. What is that ritual called?
"Ah, yes, it's about an ancient race of people called the Iron People. They only used things they robbed, so they were called the Iron People... It's a good ritual that provides some swimming ability, so I can't buy a gun.
You have to use this method... Oh, The Witcher 5, a good gun, but it’s a bit bad, a bit bad, but it’s a good gun.”
Gwen is almost done with this sister.
He turned his head and glanced at the curse blade.
Curseblade shrugged.
"That's right! Corpse, corpse, it's time to see the corpse." The real detective became excited and ran to a morgue that was making a loud banging noise, and opened it with a swish.
"Mind Flayer!"
The cursed blade that was further away shouted out immediately.
Gwen rushed forward like lightning, and at the same time pressed one hand under the mask in the inner pocket of her clothes.
"The Silver Mask of the Mind Flayer."
Countless silver strings were instantly activated, crashing into the opened morgue like Gwen's hair, and tightly holding down a headless corpse inside that had completed the transformation.
True Detective rubbed his hands as if he didn't realize it: "Oh, is this alive?"
"This is not called living, this is called changing."
Tu Xiu is not usually a talkative person in front of strangers, but even she couldn't help but complain.
"Let me see, let me see, eh, the blood vessels are black, could it be poisoning?"
Cursed Blade is not a person who likes to tell the truth to outsiders, but he can't help it.
Squirrel Girl took two steps forward, touched her ears, tapped her front teeth with the tip of her tongue, and hesitated before saying:
"Is there a possibility that the cause of its death was that its head was chopped off and its internal organs were dug out?"
The real detective lowered his head and said in surprise: "It's true... However, the blood vessels are black, and there is still the possibility of poisoning..."
Now the rabbit couldn't hold it in anymore: "Well, Miss True Detective, the blood vessels of this corpse are black, is there another possibility, that is, it has transformed into a corpse?"
True Detective blinked and made a move that made Gwen raise her eyebrows.
She nervously stood up and turned around, sitting down on the corpse's arm. At the same time, she took out the detective notes from the inside of the windbreaker and turned over them with a frown: "Hmm, um... it's possible, it's possible... um! Yes!
It's possible, so he might have been poisoned and turned into a corpse!"
It was rare for Gwen to see Curse Blade looking a little sluggish.
Cursed Blade was stunned for two seconds before licking his lips: "You are really a fucking talent."
"Thanks!" True Detective really thought he was complimenting her.
"Recorder! Recorder Cat?" True Detective shouted, "record my speculation!"
Rabbit scratched his cat ears: "Maybe you can call me Rabbit?"
"Okay, Watson."
"..."
The rabbit took out his notebook and wrote a report.
Gwen leaned over and took a look:
[Record 1, attach great importance to clues and quickly produce a chain reaction on the clues. 】
[Our source agent True Detective attaches great importance to clues, and after a series of investigations, all possibilities have been included in the list of considerations, which also includes careful precautionary measures to worry about biochemical and poison gas killing methods. The accompanying members are required
We must do it well, do it thoroughly, conduct careful research and investigation, thoroughly implement the policy of never wrongly accusing a good person, and never let a bad person go, and further improve the reserve of preparation plans. We must do it seriously, be down-to-earth, and do every step rigorously.】
No wonder the report on Rentu Xi took so much money to write.
Just looking at the report, I'm afraid I wouldn't have guessed what a bastard the real detective who made the things mentioned in the report was.
"Okay, next corpse!" shouted the true detective, and at the same time shouted, "Young butt boy, you must remember not to destroy the corpse!"
"..."
Gwen looked at the mutated corpse and True Detective's butt that had not been removed from the corpse, and considered how to restore the corpse.
…
"Ms. Curse Blade, what do you think? I think this may be a case of..." True Detective treated Curse Blade with a completely different attitude and said in a mysterious tone: "...It is a vicious murder case!"
"..."
Gwen saw Curse Blade's facial muscles trembling.
True Detective said confidently:
"Excluding suicide and accidental death, no matter how impossible the case is, it is the truth. The truth is that this is an extremely bad murder!"
"...Thank you for your hard work." Cursed Blade held it in for a long time and finally said this.
She and Gwen exchanged glances, and each other's eyes said the same thing:
[This 300 military dollars per person is not so easy to earn]
The rabbit rolled his eyes.
——Rabbit’s report——
"After rigorous consideration and detailed investigation, True Detective came up with the results of careful consideration, bold deliberation and careful argumentation, and decided to look for more clues from the thinking pattern of vicious serial murders. And eliminated several
The previous erroneous inference, this is a scientific argument, patiently seeking truth, serious truth-seeking spirit."