There's definitely something wrong with this script.

Chapter 15 Detective GM
Miss Mystery put down the teacup, covered her mouth gracefully with a tissue, and cast her strange gaze over her.

She knows the origin of the roses better than anyone else. If the housekeeper did not lie about this, then the roses should not have been given to Mr. Guo by the housekeeper.

And Qin Xiaohe also said, Mr. Guo has flowers on his body now?
Thinking about this, Zhan Qian suddenly stood up with a serious face, and the chair made a harsh sound because of the unexpected movement across the ground.

Tan Xiaohe seemed startled: "What's wrong?"

Zhan Qian didn't speak, her expression was uncertain, her long legs under the black dress moved, and she walked directly to the stairs in the hall.

But at this moment, the old housekeeper suddenly came in from the outside: "Miss Zhan? Good morning, guests. I wonder if you slept here well last night?"

He glanced at Zhan Qian who was about to go somewhere suspiciously, and then nodded politely to the few people who followed behind.

"Thank you for the hospitality, it's good." Miss Painter nodded.

"Housekeeper, what happened?" Zhan Qian stopped, looked at him and asked.

"That's right. I just received news that the police are already on their way to the manor, so I came here to inform the guests." The butler said politely.

Hearing this, several people had different expressions, but no matter what, it was a good thing for them that the police came to help with the investigation.

The housekeeper then said to Xu Shuo, "Chef Zhang, go prepare some more breakfasts."

The police report last night was delayed due to thunderstorms and difficult mountain roads. Today, the police probably arrived early in the morning, and it is only around eight o'clock.

"Okay." Xu Shuo nodded, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

"Miss Zhan, what happened to you just now?" After he left, the butler suddenly asked Zhan Qian again.

"It's nothing, it's just that I wanted to go and see Mr. Guo's current situation." Zhan Qian hesitated and said truthfully.

The butler lowered his head: "The police will be here soon."

Zhan Qian nodded and said nothing.

Several people returned to the living room and sat down again. During the period, the housekeeper also asked about the condition of the other person, and then Tan Xiaohe prevaricated it by saying that he did not sleep well last night because he was in bed last night.

Soon, the butler received another message and got up to meet people outside.

It should be the police coming, Tan Xiaohe didn't care about it at all, Zhan Qian frowned and was thinking, the photographer was a little looking forward, and the murderer in the kitchen was preparing breakfast as usual.

Not long after, the butler walked in with a smiling young man in a beige trench coat and a deerstalker hat.

This didn't look like a policeman at all, and the butler seemed to have a bad expression on his face.

"Hey, hello." The young man raised his hand to greet the people on the sofa, straightened his collar, and said with a smile, "Because of the heavy rain last night, the mountain road was blocked by mud and rocks, so I'm the only one who turned over first." coming."

He probably didn't lie, because his trouser legs were still covered with mud, and when he walked in, there were shoe marks every step of the way, and there were some dirt on his body, only the hat on his head was clean.

Zhan Qian raised her eyebrows slightly: "This is?"

"You don't even know me?!"

The young man also raised his eyebrows, and suddenly leaned in front of her, pointed his thumb at himself, grinned and said, "I'm such a famous detective, you really haven't seen me in the newspapers, have you? No way ?”

Don't you still rely on newspapers to spread news these days?No way?

Zhan Qian maintained her elegance, leaned back a little to distance herself, and said indifferently: "Sorry, I don't pay attention to these news, sometimes I forget them."

The young detective was still close, rubbing his chin and looking at her, and said with a grin: "Really, I seem to know you, I will never forget you are so beautiful, you are that famous occultist, I didn't expect What happened in this manor actually involved you?"

Hearing this, Zhan Qian was slightly surprised. In fact, the players next to her were also slightly surprised.

They didn't expect that the identities of these characters actually existed outside. Before, they thought that these characters were empty shells that only existed to serve the game script. They might be black households when they left the manor.

The butler said in a timely manner: "Mr. Gu, let me take you to change clothes first."

The detective straightened his body, looked at everyone on the sofa, suddenly paused, then looked back as usual, and smiled at the butler: "Thank you~"

The two left quickly, and the four on the sofa looked strange.

"There's a detective here. This plot is really interesting." Tan Xiaohe looked at the young man's back and tilted his head.

"Maybe it's the GM." Zhan Qian, who had just been approached by the opponent, also sat down again, and said in a bad mood: "In script killing games, there are usually GMs who control the field, and they exist to guide players to break the game."

The game will not always be stuck in one place. When the players enter a dead end, the GM needs to come out to promote the plot.

In fact, as a script killing, this plot is quite normal at present. The player enters the game with his own body, and the GM controls the whole field. Now everything is complete.

Tan Xiaohe nodded: "Really, but this GM looks so frivolous."

It's rare for Zhan Qian to agree with her, that kid actually molested her just now!

At this moment, Miss Painter, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I just saw that the detective looked strange when he found the photographer. Do you know each other?"

After the words fell, the three girls all looked over.

The photographer said "hey", scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "But even if he knows me, I don't know him, and we don't have the memories of these characters themselves."

"Indeed." Zhan Qian frowned and said, "There are familiar people in the script, isn't it easy to be exposed?"

If you suddenly meet a character's relatives and friends, and the other party says hello, but you don't know them, normal people should feel very strange.

After all, they are just players, and they are here to reason and solve the case. Is it possible that they still have to act against the characters in the play?
However, the player script given by the system does not specify at all, and the character's personality and character experience are completely absent, what a pit!

……

In the kitchen, Xu Shuo, who got half of the script after opening the character card, looked at the detective's back, but thoughtfully.

This detective surnamed Gu actually has a lot to do with the manor.

In the past few years, because of certain things, the other party has been tirelessly requesting to visit Mr. Guo, but he has never been received by Mr. Guo.

Even when he came to this manor, it was only because of this incident that he took the opportunity to follow the police.

More importantly, the other party seems to be related to the identity of the character "Zhang Shou" in that matter.

Let's hope the detective doesn't recognize him.

　The National Day is a bit hilarious, happy National Day~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)