The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 97 Solving the case like a god

Wade the Squirrel is the morgue guard at the police station.

Some people said he was crazy, otherwise why would he come to this place like a subway tunnel to be a guard?
But yes, he is half-crazy!
Wade opened his eyes in a daze, and four figures suddenly appeared in his memory, one of them was a beautiful hidden utopian who broke his rib...

What else comes with it?

Squirrel Wade supported himself and sat up. Before the memories in his mind stopped, he heard a female voice calling:

"Mind Flayer!"

...It's this one!
Squirrel Wade was woken up from half madness, his chest was still aching, he quickly raised his hand, before he waited 'wait! ' shouted the word.

A flash in front of me.

There was another pain in his chest, and he passed out with a stomach full of grievances.

…………

Gwen put down her hands, feeling a little admiration for the squirrel guard who had been stunned again by herself.

The end is a good man!
In the case of a fractured sternum, he could still raise his hand in a desperate gesture, which is a bit crazy.If everyone in Utopia is like this, then why bother with the strange talk on the train?

Is a man.

Therefore, Gwen hit a little harder and shattered his bones-this is because he can sense the source power in the opponent's body is slowly awakening, and he can speed up the process through pain-he doesn't expect the opponent to remember his own Well, I just hope that the opponent can become a real fighter and fight him.

This is called spreading fish widely and collecting net widely, right?

I don’t mention here that Gwen’s training policy for “opponents” is basically the education policy of irresponsible parents for their children-you will learn it after a lot of fighting-over there, Cursed Blade just called Gwen In this gap, the real detective came up with some moths again.

The true detective kicked open a morgue with a whimper.

The monster trapped inside will escape.

As soon as he appeared, he didn't grab the real detective who was full of "wow" and beat him up, but caught up with the manul!

It was a necromorph of a corpse whose chest had been dug open, and two heads were stuffed into it. During the process of necromorphosis, it awakened into a more terrifying monster called 'Nie Fuli'.

Nie Fuli is a kind of spirit monster.

Its character is not to mention ferocious and brutal, at least it is also cruel and vicious, and it has a strong target. When it is encountered in the wild, it can track its prey for more than [-] hours, even chasing it to the train.

The reason why Gwen knew it was because Huita had been commissioned to 'deal with Nie Fuli' and was severely beaten.

The physical fitness of this creature is no less than that of a werewolf, but it's okay if it's just that.

They also have the ability to use spells.

It also fuses the abilities of the two previous creatures.

The last time the Gray Tower met was a combination of a "sharpshooter" and a "mutated ferocious lobster". The configuration of one near and one far away, each with a magical secret weapon, even King Elden will be brought endless surprises by them Ah, its unique trick of "pinching and shooting" is the "ultimate insult" to people.

Talking loudly, Huita was said to have been forced to shout:

"Curse Blade, save me!"

Now is like then.

The rabbit cat shouted in horror:

"Curse Blade! Help!"

Due to being too close, the curse blade finally showed its true skills.Squirrel Girl recited the mantra silently, her figure suddenly dissipated like the wind, but the next moment she took shape in front of the rabbit, and kicked Nie Fuli away with a heavy kick.

But she obviously underestimated Nie Fuli's ability.

The monster's ribs and abdomen were injured, but it still maintained its fighting power, and it jumped on it like a mad dog.When Curseblade was unwilling to draw out the lightsaber, nor was he willing to use the Curse Spear indoors, he began to wrestle with it.

The real detective watched with relish, and almost applauded.

Gwen was a little surprised:

Marge Chicken, this squirrel really dares to win, anyone dares to lose, this horse is actually fighting a [-]/[-] with a necromorph monster!

"Mind Flayer!"

The call of the Curseblade has come.

Gwen could only let go of the idea of ​​'see if the necromorph can shoot something from the curse blade', pulled out the lightsaber, and buzzed over.

The lightsaber is worthy of being called the power messenger's ability to be the final decisive weapon.

The monster's arm, which was slashed several times by the curse blade with a small dagger without bleeding, was cut off directly.

It seems to be because this Nie Fuli is composed of two athletes and does not have very strong abilities.

The final skill learned just gave Gwen a chill.

It was the secret skill of the lore on the Utopia football field, and it was honored as the "killer of the family"!

This move was performed with the leg strength of this monster.

If it is eaten solidly.

Gwen can really consider being a dumb girl.

Dumb, naturally screaming until the voice is muted.

And girl, huh, after eating this trick [50000 million O feet power], do you still want to have surgery?Who do you look down on!
But it was only to the extent that Gwen was taken aback.

After all, from Gwen's point of view, this move can only be said to be mediocre, neither the strength nor the speed conforms to his "martial arts aesthetics", and he cannot use his strength to exert the powerful power to control the enemy with one move.

The only thing that can be praised is its ruthless spirit of "killing you".

"..."

Gwen cut off half of the opponent's body cleanly with a knife, and at the same time pierced his chest with a sword to completely destroy his dark source power.

The monster fell down and turned into dust.

"Great!"

The real detective said next to him, and then rubbed his hands, "But what about this corpse? We have severely damaged the corpse! This is an irreversible taboo in the detective manual and the detective manual."

The curse blade couldn't hold back.

She put away the small dagger and asked in a discussion tone:

"Is there a possibility that a corpse that has been transformed into a dead body has already been destroyed?"

Zhentan blinked, rested his chin on one hand, and said after careful consideration, "There is such a possibility!"

"It's really hard for you." Curse Blade said helplessly.

"Should we go now..." Curseblade has its own investigation logic, and the most common thing she does is to find local witnesses, such as spirit bodies, and search for evidence from the spirit bodies.

This time, it was clear that she wanted to do the same.

Although they said in advance that 'give this newcomer a good training', it is clear that Curseblade doesn't want to do this at all now, and just wants to entrust this to Jie Jie as soon as possible.

But apparently, True Detective has ideas of his own.

"Yes, it's time to go!" she said loudly. "Crime is waiting for us. We must rush to the scene of the crime now to catch the criminal. It is really a disgusting crime! I am waiting for today It’s been a long time since the game, and it’s outrageous that the game was canceled because of this kind of case!”

"...I guess you're mostly annoyed that the game was canceled?"

Rabbit cat complained.

"Okay, meaty cat with big thighs, please follow immediately!"

True Detective jogged to the door with small steps.Her running posture is particularly special, with her hands clenched in fists in front of her waist, her forearms tucked around her waist, and she has the knowledge of easy jogging, but she is not too slow, probably because of her naturally long legs.

See the employer ran away.

Curseblade made a gesture in desperation, making Gwen move closer.

Squirrel Girl said: "After a while, you can think of a way to let her find some clues, and we will directly..."

The voice did not fall.

Ms. True Detective's surprised voice came from outside: "Wow, what is this button? It's red, and my detective radar tells me that there must be a lot of secrets and wealth of knowledge hidden in it. Hmmmmmm , the button in this kind of subway, haha, I figured it out, it's treasure!"

Gwen's expression froze when he saw Cursed Blade.

tick-

There seemed to be a sound of pressing a key.

"Beep~~beep~~"

The alarm bell sounded like an air defense siren, and the red flashing lights on the wall and in the passage marked the 'emergency state' constantly flashing.

"This is?"

Curseblade walked out the door.

In the corridor outside, the innocent detective curiously clicked on a sign that said [Don't touch! 】The red button.

ka ka ka-

The sound of the chain kept ringing.

The door of the twinkling morgue was pulled up.

"Fire warning, fire warning, ask the body storage department to move the body out of the ground, fire warning, fire police..."

Gwen dubbed a voice in her heart:

Oh wow.

In Utopia, the value of corpses is very high.Therefore, when a fire breaks out, it is necessary to rescue the corpse immediately to prevent the corpse from being burned by the flames.Although many incantations and rituals can also be performed with ashes, they are obviously not as useful as a complete corpse.

It doesn't matter if this kind of fire alarm is accidentally triggered.

But it happened to be the period of corpse change.

So after the fire alarm was triggered by mistake, the doors of all the morgues opened automatically, and the mortuary cabinets also opened, so it was.

"Wow!" The true detective had no sense of causing trouble, and actually learned the posture of a thirty-year-old man with his hips on the NBA court in another world, watching the dead bodies pouring out of the morgue like a tide.

She even murmured:

"God, there are so many corpses here. I suspect that the authorities have some conspiracy to hoard a large number of corpses here. Well, this is an underground tunnel. The underground tunnel is matched with such a large number of corpses. Could it be that the authorities want to subvert Long Yan's rule over this train, right? It's really puzzling."

"... Is there a possibility that this is a morgue, so there are more corpses?"

Curseblade gritted his teeth and cleaned up the necromorphs, and at the same time shouted to the manul who had been running around: "Take care of the real detective. Gwen, save someone!"

Her original intention was probably "don't care about this chaotic scene", but now that this trouble has appeared, it will save people.

Because someone took the blame.

The curse blade came down with three people, and then there was a corpse knocking on the door below...

If she still wanted to hang around here, she would naturally have to help with this matter.

Gwen also thought that he could save people, but what he did was more subtle, that is, after saving the living, he planted a little mind flayer power to frighten the corpse away.But this is not safe, it can only be said that 'it can save a life, but it may not necessarily make the other party lack arms and legs', but there is no need to worry about it now.

He wields his lightsaber and kills all the necromorphs.

God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

He has completely evolved to the next level.

After the battle with the mind flayer, he has completely evolved to the next state.The ability of the source force messenger, the skill of a martial artist, plus the physical ability of the peak mind flayer's shell.The three finally produced a chemical reaction of 1+1+1>3, and finally fully integrated.

His speed, neural reflexes, and the physical coordination provided by the mechanical heart allow him to chop off a large number of bullets shot at him with a lightsaber.

His skills turn his whole body into a killing weapon, and his hair can cut through monsters' bodies, elbows, heels, and even sleeves.

His single eye is eternally burning with flames, and the tamed flames lick his body, like Medusa, dozens of fire snakes grow out, constantly attacking with his attacks.

Appearing in front of these necromorphs is such a terrifying origin messenger who has evolved in the past few days.

……

With a flick of the lightsaber, the stomachs of the two werewolf necromorphs were cut open, and then like a whip, it stabbed heavily into the chest of a spirit monster. The body flew upside down, covered in flames, and smashed into the group of corpses, causing a fire.

While mutating, the necromorphs possessed a little bit of wisdom, and even knew how to use weapons.

Five long guns and short guns fired together.

The muzzle burst into flames.

Gwen swiped the lightsaber horizontally and vertically, swept away the ammunition, and even...wrapped the ammunition with source power to attach its own flame ability, and then...fired it back!
Mind flayer rebound - Since the first day of mind flayer ghost stories, there has been no word that mind flayers can be harmed by ranged weapons.Therefore, it can be understood that the mind flayer has the ability to rebound bullets and arrows, so she has not been harmed by long-range weapons for so many years.

This message is not true.

The original mind flayers did not have this ability.

It's just because of its powerful shadow jumping ability, all the long-range hits are only afterimages left on the retina.

But it was passed around.

Mind flayers have this ability.

The ability Gwen obtained from the Mind Flayer's pool is 'Mind Flayer Rebound'. After holding it, Gwen discovered that she misunderstood this skill.

This skill is not simply 'ignore bullets and flying arrows', that is a wrong description.

This ability cannot be 'ignored', but it can obtain the information and information of the flying arrows around it by consuming its own source power, and at the same time reflect it in the 'Multiple Combat Thinking of Mind Flayers' to calculate [Angle], [Accuracy], [Ablation of Source Force], and bounce it back.

This is what 'bounce' really means.

Rather than 'remote evasion'.

But the grid is a grid after all, she can use it, but she won't say, if it weren't for Gwen's ability to "get a skill, you must carefully lick the description, and play it as a toy for two or three days", I am afraid this ability It is also used as the ability to 'resist long-distance bullets'.

I have to say that Grid's level of education is still poor.

For example, a braggart like Long Gewen can brag about his ordinary ability to improve his physical fitness.

Gwen turned on the rebound mode, and he was almost invincible.

It easily cut through the layers of monsters, and rescued several squirrel guards who had been bitten to the point of running away.

As soon as these squirrels were rescued, they tore off their armor and bandaged their wounds on the spot, then frantically took out their accompanying long guns and short guns, and opened fire on the spot to fight against the tide of corpses.

These squirrel roots don't quite look like Rooters.

Not at all hesitant to die.

It seems that the only passion in life is to 'die in battle', full of madness.

It makes people wonder if all squirrels have the gene of madness.

It would be okay if it was just one squirrel, but as far as Gwen knew, almost every squirrel was like this.

"Kill! Let me die!"

The rampage of the squirrels also made Gwen a little less stressed.

Finally, the amazing reinforcements from the government sub-bureau will arrive.

This is below the police station.

This is below the authority's armory.

But after such a vicious incident, it took five or six minutes for the reinforcements to come down, and when they came down, Gwen made a small calculation in his mind.

He saved thirty-five Squirrelroot guards, and twenty-six who didn't need to be saved.

If the rescue team sent by the authorities were to rescue people, about forty people would probably die...

No wonder the Utopians frankly said that working in the bureau is a high-risk occupation.

——Of course, if it wasn't for a real detective who tapped the button, no more than five people would die at most.

But she tapped the button, but she didn't die alone. It can also be said that she did a good deed in disguise.

Just ...

"Run, run!" Cursed Blade dragged the real detective who wanted to squat down to look at the monster's corpse, and ran up. Gwen followed closely behind, and the rabbit man ran wildly with his tail in his arms. The flesh is trembling, but it is very cute.

"Oh, what's the matter? Ms. Curseblade, why did we run away? Personally, I give full marks to this wave of killing and saving lives by the beautiful boy with a perfect buttocks. The guy with a full score should be rewarded. To be honest, Alice Hip boy, I heard they call you Gwen, right? Are you interested in being my partner? Haha, I can give you a 35% bonus for each entrustment, plus a fixed bonus salary..."

The real detective was talking nonsense while running.

Being poached is something Curseblade can't bear, and she immediately refused for Gwen:
"You guy keeps calling him over, don't you want to do bad things to him?"

"Hey! How is it possible, he is so powerful, I..."

"Good guy, you all know that he is very powerful and you called him over. You feather dragon is really dirty and obscene in your heart. What kind of tricks have you prepared to use against Gwen on our side?"

"I don't have any. Besides, what tricks can be used against this kind of person..."

"Ha, you've been exposed! You're already thinking about what tricks will work!"

In terms of nonsense, Cursed Blade has always been nonsense.

Basically, as long as you mess around, no matter how much your opponent tries to argue, it will be useless.

True Detective was deflated for the first time.

Cursed Blade Xiaolu snorted softly, "The reason we have to run is very simple. Don't you think that the higher-ups will be very satisfied with us after taking care of so many corpses and saving so many people?"

"How come?" True Detective asked in surprise at first, then his expression gradually became serious, "You mean..."

"Just as you guessed it."

The two of them seemed to be having a round of Riddler's conversation.

But unfortunately, Gwen can also understand the subtext of the curse blade.

That's why the death rate in this place is so high, it's abnormally high, and it also employs Root, a squirrel who is obviously a little abnormal.

This is impossible in any official institution.

No matter how cheap and good Squirrel Root is, as long as the managers who are committed to ruling this train can't hire a lunatic to guard the gate, let alone guard the corpses of Utopian citizens who are very precious to the Old Countryman.

The only answer is:
【Deliberately doing it】

The management team of the Old Countryman deliberately put a group of crazy squirrel Roots in the basement to stay with the corpse monsters, just to cause more deaths.Apparently, the high death rate of the government staff is due to the tradition of 'deliberately killing people'.

There is a joke that is not a joke in Utopia.

It is called: "You who are alive are worth less than one-tenth of you who are dead."

This answer is a bit overwhelming.

Even True Detective was quiet.

"Shall we go to the scene?" Curseblade asked.

"..." True Detective said with a bit of dismay, "Go, why don't you go?"

Without waiting for what everyone thought was the normal version of True Detective is back.

She sighed again and said: "The cause of death was beheaded by Yuanli weapon, and then the internal organs were hollowed out, but it is obvious that the criminal's target is hidden in these internal organs, and it is the cultivation method of the 'cannibal faction'. "

"First, get rid of the liver, spleen, kidney, and lung; these four are worthless leftovers in the sense of mysticism."

"Then, exclude the gallbladder, bladder, and intestines; they are barely useful in the definition of mysticism, but they have the same status as the liver and spleen of mysticism in source mechanics."

"Then it is determined that there are two possibilities, the stomach and the heart, both of which have extremely wide uses and important definitions in terms of source mechanics and mysticism."

"There are rituals and associations related to the stomach, including the Holy Grail of Greed, the Ritual of Eating Spirits, and the Butcher's Desire... In short, there are no less than a hundred kinds, and there are even more rituals related to the heart."

She was suddenly so serious.

Suddenly so cold and virtuous.

It's like a young man who just went to the bathing city, with the spirit of a middle-aged man who has realized everything.He looked at the starry sky, looked at the Aquarius, and decided not to recognize her as a naked beauty, but to discuss the starry sky, extraterrestrial, interstellar civilization and thought nature.But everyone knows that when he looks at Aquarius on the second night, he will inevitably squeeze out a sloppy smile and say, "Does that constellation look like a naked beauty?"

It's tough when you're done!
"Then you think it's that one?"

Curseblade got on the armored squirrel car, stretched out his hand and pulled Gwen up, and looked at True Detective, who jumped up gracefully with his legs crossed.

"Heart."

True Detective said categorically.

"The profiles of these athletes say that their performance has increased recently, so I think anyone who is not stupid should be able to imagine that this is a distinctive feature of improving ability through some kind of dark ritual. 【Injury By】."

Gwen saw an expression of interest on Cursed Blade's face.

"What does it have to do with the heart?"

"They are bad guys." True Detective took out his pipe impatiently from his pocket, and at the same time tapped his head with his left hand, "Mind flayers have changed recently, only for villains, or only for 'objective facts' villains Generate the will to hunt. For example, the mind flayer thinks that killing is a bad thing, so the person who has killed someone is the 'bad person' in his heart."

True Detective looks out the window:

"And I think it has something to do with the heart because the subspecies of the mind flayer will also change according to the change of the mind flayer, that is, the two subspecies of the mind eater and the heart eater are cultivators of strange talk. We It can be found through the analysis of the scene and the number of people, the reason why it is related to the mind flayer is because the deceased is a bad person."

She lit the pipe, put it in her mouth, and said a little irritably:
"If it's not a mind flayer subspecies, then it doesn't need to eat the hearts of bad people, and good people are easier to hunt; if it's not a mind flayer subspecies, why does it kill its partners? It's definitely not for fun; if it's not Mind flayer subspecies, they wouldn't come together for cannibal conventions only to find that normal human flesh and blood couldn't give them a boost."

"To the Red Wheat," Cursedblade said to the coachman.

Then he said:
"You haven't said why you are returning to the scene."

Gwen was very sure that the squirrel must have some thoughts about the school exam when he talked and did it.

But the real detective was smoking a cigarette, and suddenly returned to that heartless look, laughed and said:

"Of course I'm going to the scene to see if there are any new clues. To be honest... You should be more interested in my poisonous reasoning, you chubby cat lady? The most important thing for us this time is to see See if there are any clues of poisoning; I like poisoning, classic, never out of date, it is said that someone can knock the corpse with a stick and find..."

"Isn't the corpse in the morgue?" The mantle hugged his tail.

"...Well, it's possible, we don't rule out this possibility." True Detective nodded seriously, looking as if he had seriously entered the matter of 'the corpse may be parked in the morgue' into his information database , it seems quite reasonable... It's strange, it's strange that the body is not in the morgue, okay?
Gwen looked at the man a little speechlessly.

Obviously this guy should already have an inference in his mind, but he came up with such a set of things to fool people.

Still, Gwen breathed a sigh of relief.

True detectives are just fake crazy and not really crazy.

Really crazy people only need Curseblade alone.

He glanced at Cursed Blade, and the Squirrel Girl also took out her pipe, and she looked quite normal.But still the same sentence, she looks normal, and you will be afraid when she becomes abnormal.

"Stop being ridiculous, Miss True Detective."

Curseblade was smoking a pipe, "Have you seen the fighting power of Gwen on our side?"

True Detective looked at Gwen with his chin in one hand.

The eyes first looked up from Gwen's slender calf, and then looked up at the slightly fleshy thigh—then she turned her head and looked at the mantle's, saying "not bad, not bad"—and then looked up to Waist, face, eyes...

She tapped her palm hard: "I see! From beginning to end, thoroughly, to be honest, isn't this black yoga suit really used to attract people's attention? I ran behind him many times , all by his..."

This woman's ability to speak yellow accent is not weaker than that of Curse Blade.

Gwen was used to it.

The people of Utopia are basically so tough, men and women are not taboo.

For a style like Gwen, if you want to crack your own pure yang boy skills, you can easily find a good-looking girl or a handsome man.But he doesn't have this need in a short period of time. It's still the same sentence: Sometimes you only know that your hands are your most reliable partners.

It's just that I sometimes blush when I'm teased.

He tilted his head.

This action caused True Detective to whistle, and the behavior of wrapping around like a snake, and the arm stretched like a Nikanika fruit like Tom cat trying to catch the little white cat.

Gwen lowered her head, letting the other party take the time.

"how do you feel?"

Curse Blade has the mental power not to be misled by funny characters, still smoking his pipe, and asked with a gentle smile.

"Well……"

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, the real detective scratched his head, coughed lightly, and pointed at Gwen with his hands in the shape of a pistol: "This guy is the type of force messenger that I have seen quite scary. Although I am on the path of force messenger I'm a newcomer, but I'm no longer a newcomer in this industry, even with my experience, it's hard to find this kind of originator."

She pressed her deerstalker hat:

"In a head-on confrontation, the head of the fellow branch of our ancient witch card association will be killed if he meets him, right?"

Gwen was expressionless.

The real detective waved his hand and said with a smile:
"Oh, the head of the branch of our association is a very powerful envoy of origin power. His nickname is [Hundred Spells] and his code name is [Thaumaturgy]. Even Long Yan can't take it down in a short time." The powerful Messenger of Origin is not the 'just playing cards' person in your mind."

... The corner of Gwen's mouth curled up, but she was a little annoyed:
"I didn't say that I looked down on the head of the poker club."

"Hahaha, most people will still have some ideas when they hear it, so I'd better expose some information. Anyway, wouldn't the Curseblade lady in your team know this kind of information long ago?"

"Really?"

Gwen looked to Curseblade.

I was also a little curious about the information about the originator called 'Thaumaturgy'.

Curse Blade walked back with a smile: "Actually, it is information that should be charged, but if you want to know Gwen, I can tell you, the strange story awakener of the strange story of the [June Circus Clown] of the thaumaturgy, in the spell It has unique talents and accomplishments, so after becoming the envoy of origin force, it quickly became a master of spells."

Master of spells...

Gwen chewed the word in her mind, a feeling of jealousy arose inside her.

How did you do it?

Why are there so many people who are proficient in spells in this world?

This is an insult to mind flayers!
Everyone is a monster awakener, why is Grid so NT?

——Gwen once asked Sister Grid "How to practice spells as a strange story", Sister Grid pondered for several minutes with an inscrutable expression, then tilted her head, and asked in great surprise, "Isn't that instinctive?" '

Strange to say, since that day.

Gwen realized again that he did not have the option of 'acquiring spells through intellect'.I had to collect more cat lamps and make charm casting positions.

Recently he discovered the top of the Charm caster bit... there's no need to actually have a cat light on it for maintenance!This machine was made by Mao Deng. Under Long Gewen's identification technique, it finally showed its true attributes, and there was an entry [Mao Deng Technology Machine] in it.

This entry will [choose a cat lamp trait] to enchant the machine.

And the cat lanterns chose [Sneaking Rape and Playing Slippery Cat].

A machine that [requires a creature to operate and maintain], as long as there is a [creature] registration on the station, the machine will automatically operate without the creature working.But a [creature] is needed to monitor it every time, because [machines can also steal and play tricks].

Therefore, as long as there is a cat lantern registered for this spell slot, and it is placed in a place where the cat lanterns can see it for [surveillance], then the cats can do their own things, even if they are sleeping soundly, it will not affect them. The efficiency of spell slots.

This is also the result of cat lamps stealing and playing tricks.

It's just that the hard work position still can't be lazy, although in fact it has the cat lamp trait of "eating empty-paid cats", which can reduce the number of cat light positions above the spell slot, but!This trait still requires cats to work, so the cat lamp will not choose this anyway, which is very good for Gwen, and it is like hell for cats to enchant the machine.

Pity.

These sneaky pussy lights!
……

After a while of communication, True Detective finally stopped pretending meaninglessly, and answered after Gwen asked.

What Gwen asked was: "Why do you want to go to the scene?"

——Maul and Curseblade have quite a tacit understanding, so after Curseblade winked a few times, Manul quietly pinched Gwen's thigh, grabbed his ear and whispered to him to ask questions .

And True Detective's attitude towards the "beautiful butt boy" is obviously better than that of a cat with fleshy legs, and it is also more sincere than that of Ms. Curseblade.

Gwen asked.

She replied: "Because the prisoner is nearby."

Gwen was silent for a while, really curious how True Detective got it, it couldn't be the spell or source power of the prophecy department, right?

True Detective also seemed to know that Gwen would be curious, so he explained on his own:

"Killing without being detected is not a simple matter; a person's screams, hoarse screams, can travel nearly 2300 meters in a quiet environment, and about 430 meters on a train. Kill at least 8 More than one victim, if not killed at the same time, then the screams must have been heard."

She clasped her hands together, her thumbs pressed against her chin:

"The scene that happened must have been premeditated, that is, the gymnasium was equipped with spells to prevent sound transmission. Such a large-scale spell must be easy to be discovered, but the victims still went in, indicating that they were accomplices... ever We are accomplices, and we will hold a food party in this place together... Heh, use this place as a dining hall for a long time, and clean up after eating."

She let out a breath:

"I don't think I need to continue. People who can use the gymnasium in this way must be for convenience and concealment. Then there is a high possibility that there are prisoners hidden among the people related to this place. If there are people who leave today, In all likelihood, the person who left the job is the murderer... We just need to check the remaining source power of the other party."

Curse Blade clapped his hands: "Then do you think the other party is still there?"

Zhen Tan took a look at her and smiled: "Of course I still do. The biggest weakness of the prisoner is the feeling that 'the most dangerous place is the safest place'. Eight out of ten caught murderers think so."

True Detective's reputation is not obvious, but his skills are there.

The previous tricky form is also interesting.

After all, those who have the ability to play tricks are called tricks, and those who are not capable of tricks are called death.

Just like some people are born in the sea, close your eyes and plunge down, and soon you will be given the whole trick, and you can fish out some treasures, that's their skill.And some people close their eyes and plunge down, come on, it's a rock, and the human eyes are dead, so you can't say 'this is death', you can only say 'tricky'.

And like the real detective, he is the kind of person who has the ability to fish out treasures.

Of course, even if she stopped pretending, she was still a very talkative person, and said a lot with enthusiasm, including "Ms. Curseblade, you are so light on your bones, are you not afraid of being blown away by the wind?" ' and other issues, in short, the game experience of Cursed Blade is still not very good, and it is still quite prison.

But Gwen's game experience has skyrocketed.

From "beautiful boy with a very upturned butt" to "heroic Mr. Gwen", the people of Utopia are more realistic, and they are more likely to eat with food.The fighting power shown by Gwen before surprised the other party, so the other party would naturally be willing to see him more, or in other words, 'give respect to an originator who can kill a hundred of himself'.

The reason for being a little calmer about the Curse Blade is that the aura of the idol has faded, and the behavior of "the Curse Blade and a spirit monster are [-]-[-]" is indeed a bit...well, it feels a little unreliable.

The rabbit mantle is relatively simple, and has always been a title like "a cat with fleshy thighs".

After all, the manul didn't show any fighting power.

But it's not underestimated. After all, with the character of a true detective, being able to speak well is considered respectful.

……

The armored squirrel car got off the Countryman quickly.

Another time off the train.

But this time Gwen is not as excited as before. For Utopians, getting on and off the train every day, going to the wilderness to do errands, or going on the train further away are normal things.

Although Gwen is not a native Utopian, during this period of time, he also ran back and forth on this fellow-homecoming line many times. All the trains on this line.

This time I went to the Red Wheat with ease.

This wonderful train.

Gwen still remembered the big, fat cat lamp, and he asked about some cat lights in his mind, but those cat lights were not very happy to speak about the existence of this big, fat cat lamp.

This seems to be an evolution of the cat lamps.

(End of this chapter)