Chapter 945: Where is your conscience? Jia Geng to Alliance Leader [Gongzi Queyue]

Matsuda Jinpei looked at Jiang Xia's retreating figure, his eyes twitching, and he wanted to retreat too.

But before he could even take a step forward, the thoughtful instructions from the master of the spiritual medium came through the contract:

“I’m going to wait nearby first, don’t leave in a hurry. You must wait until the players see you, and then escape in the most handsome posture - all villains are like this.

“Now that we have done it, we must implement the principles of villainy to the end and become the most qualified villain.”

Matsuda Jinpei: “…”

 Why does a mature and stable adult ghost have to consider such a non-practical question as "whether he looks handsome when he runs away"...

 The mood of the ghost involved was a bit complicated.

However, since it was handed down by Jiang Xia, it is considered work...

 …

Matsuda Jinpei tried his best to recall the comics he had read in his twenties. He half-knelt down next to the corpse, flicked his cloak, and assumed a handsome sword-wielding posture. He sadly waited for the little kids to come over.

 In the coffee shop next to it.

After Jiang Xia entered the door, she went all the way to the second floor, came to the window, and looked out at the street through the foggy glass.

Noah jumped out of nowhere, bounced next to him, and stopped obediently on the table.

Jiang Xia rubbed the crystal ball that felt good to the touch, and then said naturally: "The drink is good, let's have another one. This time I want wine." He snapped his fingers, "-have some of the signature beer of this era. "

　　Noah: “…” This is a coffee shop, he only prepared coffee…

But since Jiang Xia wants to drink...

Noah had no choice but to look up the information silently, worked overtime on the spot, and made a cup now.

 …

the other side.

 One minute ago.

 As the game started, Conan and other people who chose the "Copy of Jack the Ripper" appeared on the streets of London.

 Children originally thought this was a romantic era, but soon, the polluted air and dirty urban areas forced them to face reality. Affected by the environment, my already heavy heart became even heavier.

 Maybe it’s because **** murderers like “Jack the Ripper” are not very popular with children.

 In the end, there were only two groups of players who chose this copy.

 —The first group was, of course, the group of acquaintances from Jiangxia.

 The other group is "Hideki Morohoshi" and his second-generation small group.

Noah, who took over the identity of "Hideki Morohoshi", would of course choose this copy. When the other second generation saw their "child heads" walking in, they all followed.

　　Two groups of people entered from the same entrance and landed at the same birth point. They gathered together naturally and whispered about the current situation.

 At this moment, somewhere nearby, I suddenly remembered a deathly frightening scream.

 …

Everyone was startled and looked at the intricate streets ahead.

Immediately afterwards, Conan, the only complete "detective" among the group, was the first to recover and rushed out quickly, trying to find the source of the sound.

 After running for a while, Conan's eyes narrowed.

On the small stone street on the right, there are two figures, one standing and one lying down.

—A man dressed all in black squatted next to the **** woman, holding a knife high, with a frightening cold light on the blade, as if he was about to stab her.

Conan shouted sharply: "Stop!"

　　　…”

Matsuda Jinping lowered his arm that had been raised for a while, looked in the direction where the players were running, and showed a sinister sneer.

Then suddenly he stood up, swung his cloak, and strode along the street to the side where there was no one. The cloak behind him spreads out like a fan and flutters in the wind.

“…” Only at this time did Matsuda Jinpei feel that Xiaobai’s hobby of “watching dramas” was actually pretty good. —Thanks to those messy dramas, he learned a lot of strange knowledge, such as the cloak swing just now... I hope this will satisfy the master of the psychic who has high requirements for "powerful".

 Think of this. Before "escape", Matsuda Jinpei took advantage of the opportunity to hold down his hat and glanced at the window diagonally above.

He saw Jiang Xia sitting elegantly opposite a ball, holding a huge beer glass in his hand.

At the same time that Matsuda Jinping was looking over, Jiang Xia looked down at him as if he was aware of it, and raised his glass to him from a distance. Then he showed an appreciative smile... He looked more into the scene than "Jack the Ripper".

 …

The glass is thick and reflective, covered with dust, and blocked by the edge of the "Jack the Ripper" top hat.

Conan, who was chasing after him, failed to see the brief exchange between the two fake "villains".

Conan's eyes were focused on the man in black running wildly in front of him.

He looked at the opponent's running speed, then looked down at his elementary school student's legs, and sighed inwardly, knowing that he might not be able to catch up... Fortunately, elementary school students also have their own tricks.

 …

Thinking of this, Conan's eyes moved and fell to the ground ahead.

—On the street a few meters away from the body, for some unknown reason, a heavy coffee cup lay quietly, as if it had been carelessly discarded.

 Looks like good quality, solid and sturdy.

Although I don’t know why someone would throw it away, but...

Conan looked at Jack the Ripper's back and showed a smile of victory.

He squatted down, clicked on the switch of the strength-enhancing shoes, then took a running start and kicked the coffee cup: "Don't even think about running!"

At the same time, the grand scene of "Jack the Ripper was hit on the back of the head by a coffee cup, fell into a coma, speed-passed the game, and led 49 other players to break out of the siege" came to mind.

 Conan's shoe tip hit the coffee cup hard.

　　咚—

 The coffee cup rose up in response, and with a terrifying momentum... it flew two meters away.

Then it fell to the ground with a clang, and Gululu rolled into the ditch beside it.

　　　…”

 The air was quiet for a second.

 After a moment, Conan screamed and hugged his feet.

 A sharp, dull pain came from his feet. For the first time in a long time, he experienced the natural reaction of a normal person when he kicked a hard object.

 …

In the distance, Matsuda Jinpei vaguely heard the screams of a child, held down the brim of his hat, and looked back.

Seeing the cup rolling away, he remembered the scene where Jiang Xia just threw the cup away, and silently looked away, pretending not to see anything.

　　　…” The psychic does indeed have no conscience.

 …But if you think about it, this is just a game. It hurts but won't cause any damage. It might even stimulate the nerves, making people more alert.

 In addition, compared to a critical situation like "when facing real danger and suddenly discovering that all the props cannot be used", it is indeed better to investigate and resolve the crisis in advance as we are doing now.

 …Matsuda Jinpei convinced himself skillfully.

 His mysterious back quickly disappeared into the shadows of the alley.

 …

　　When Conan hugged his feet and couldn't help but jump around in pain.

 A group of other players finally found a place and ran to Conan's side.

 (End of this chapter)