Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1930 1930 [It’s Hard to Be a Detective]

Although intuition tells Curacao that quitting now is the best way. But thinking about the 10 achievements filled with blood and tears just now, she couldn't press the quit button no matter what.

Sunk costs dragged her hand, allowing her to explore this terrifying game full of unknowns.

I have to say that although some of the design of this game makes Curacao suspect that the designer was brainwashed by Uzo, its technical support is actually strong enough and the game feels good. Putting aside those annoying elements, it is indeed A good and engaging game.

Curacao manipulated the character to explore freely in the game for a while. As her vigilance gradually dropped, she couldn't help but start to advance the plot.

—Then the character is attacked from behind by a masked criminal.

The battle interface popped up on the screen. Curacao skillfully touched the buttons and was about to kill this little boss.

But before taking action, she suddenly remembered something.

...Isn't she here to let the detective get beaten and experience a fancy way of death... So should she be beaten or not?

During her hesitation, her blood bar bottomed out.

Curacao came back to his senses: "..." Wait, why did the blood fall so fast? If I remember correctly, this masked man only hit me twice. Why was there only bloody skin left?

Just when I felt something was wrong, at this moment, as the last bit of blood skin disappeared, the battle session ended, and the game returned to the plot.

With her defeat, the chestnut-haired high school girl was forced against the wall by the masked man. The final scene shows the masked man holding a baseball bat high, and then the scene goes black - presumably as the character closes his eyes in fear.

Curacao then closed his eyes and exhaled: "..." Go to hell, fake detective.

The only regret is that this high school girl looks completely different from the detective she really wants to beat up.

But forget it, I just wanted to take a breath and let it end this time.

There was a dinging noise on the screen, and the sound of beatings came from the scene.

Curacao thought that the character would die next, and then the game would be returned to the cover. She could use this result to reconcile with herself - and then happily burn the broken game and never open it again.

It was well planned, but at the next moment, the terrifying sound effects changed and turned into light and romantic light music - the music was so sweet that it seemed as if a car of roses would pour out of the screen in the next second and drown her.

Curacao: "?"

She raised her eyes quickly and looked at the screen alertly.

Then he saw an additional figure between "himself" and the masked man.

——Jiang Xia broke in from nowhere, knocked the masked man over with two sticks, and kicked him out of the screen.

Then the detective turned around, and the screen in front of Curacao moved, and two options popped up.

[A. Lean into his arms fearfully]

[B. "Huh, I don't need your help."]

Curacao: "...?"

No C? Fight him in a bloody battle, and then kick him off the screen.

Unfortunately, there were only two options, so El Chapo chose General: "Although the tone is a bit disgusting, let's choose B first."

The character moved obediently, and the chestnut-haired girl snorted, raised her head proudly, and turned around to walk out.

Then a hand suddenly crossed in front of her, supporting it on the wall, blocking her way - a standard wall-dong appeared.

"..." Curaçao shouted crazily with a bad premonition. She stared at the screen, her fingers trembling for a moment, trying not to punch through the screen.

At this time, on the screen, there was another hand holding her shoulder: Jiang Xia pushed her to the wall with a bang.

Then the face belonging to Uzo was enlarged on the screen without warning, with a heart-shaped soft light. At this time, a line of words flashed under the screen, which seemed to be his line: [But I am very worried about you - promise me not to solve the case alone again. ]

"..."

Curaçao was dumbfounded, feeling as if a thunderbolt struck from the Tianling Gai, roasting her whole body to a crisp on the inside and leaving goosebumps all over the floor.

She came to her senses like a ghost, and then when the female high school student nodded shyly, she hit the escape button frantically. When the handle almost caught fire due to friction, she finally successfully returned to the time when she started again.

"...As long as I beat that masked man to death, I won't have to go through the horrific plot later." Curacao burst out with a fighting spirit that was several times more tyrannical than when he beat the "detective" just now, "It's just a mere Masked monster, if I had told you, I would have beaten him to death!"

Despite a ridiculously low margin for error, Curacao got through it on the first try, driven by some iron will.

The masked man was kicked to the corner by her, clutching his stomach, and hurriedly ran away.

After the cutscene ended, Curacao immediately asked the character to look around.

After confirming that the detective was not around, and there were no weird options, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had escaped from hell.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Curacao was startled and hesitated for a moment. After all, he was still a little curious about this damn game. She controlled the character and carefully walked over to take a look.

When they reached the corner of the stairs, they saw Jiang Xia covering her arms and leaning on the railing. Next to her was a crying female classmate. It seemed that the masked man wanted to hurt the classmate with a knife when he was escaping, but the righteous detective bravely saved her. The classmate faced the blade and was unfortunately injured.

Curacao looked at the injured detective, and a bad premonition appeared again.

She turned around and left, but it was too late, and the option popped up again.

[A. Your home is nearby, why not take the detective back to bandage the wound. ]

[B. You were too embarrassed to go there, so you decided to help the detective find the teacher from the infirmary. ]

"Who wants to bring this ghost thing home? Normally, you should choose to step forward and kill him while he is sick..." Curacao thought of those continuous harassing emails and sighed. In the end, he could only Recognize reality, "B, BBB."

Although the shyness of "I'm sorry to go" is completely nonsense, no matter how you look at it, it is better than option A which is more likely to develop into a horror story.

After pressing the option, the character regretfully walked away. Curacao looked at Jiang Xia who was gradually leaving the screen and breathed a heavy sigh.

As a result, the next second, the screen actually switched. As she walked away, behind her, Jiang Xia turned to look over, casting a sad look from a distance under the setting sun.

Curacao: “…”

Why do you suddenly give this detective a close-up again? Next time you show something like this, can you set up a high-power warning first?

Speaking of which, the game designer seems so evil-minded. She has clearly chosen to reject all the options so far. She is a good detective who only wants to investigate the case, but she and Jiang Xia still seem to have an intersection afterwards. The terrifying appearance.

What kind of fighting game... this is obviously a horror movie.

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