The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand two hundred and three [social death scene]

The original email should look like this.

Now, however, Gin took a closer look at those parts in the middle. Then I found that although many key words in the sent emails coincided with what he wanted to say, in fact, what he sent was——

[Just now, Belmode, Wuzuo, and Vodka went to get a pair of high-tech glasses together. The doctor said that it can help me improve the recognition problem that I am currently troubled with.

Nowadays, medical science is progressing faster and faster. After I checked with a professional, I learned that there is indeed no big problem with the pair of glasses. In addition, I don't know why, but I always feel that there is Shirley's shadow in this treatment plan, which overlaps with her research field.

I hope you can investigate the origin of this eyeglass treatment solution. I think Shirley may have mixed into their development team and led this research - I will immediately call a few other people at your disposal . ]

This is a messy email, although it is not so out of line. But it doesn't look at all like a sober gin could write.

——It's more like something that was released inadvertently when you were so tired that you were sleepwalking, which symbolized the obsession deep in your heart.

"..." Qin Jiu read those words, and felt a little dazed for a moment—if everything that happened just now was not too real, he would almost suspect that he was sleepwalking.

He deleted the nonsense in disbelief, and re-wrote an email that he really wanted to write.

This time, Gin's hands were much slower, and his eyes were fixed on the screen like a prey, reading while writing.

Then he discovered in a cold sweat that every time he wrote key information, he would unconsciously forget what he originally wanted to write, and write a sentence of nonsense instead.

This kind of hypnotized state will undoubtedly make the parties creepy.

Qin Jiu suddenly remembered what the anonymous boss said just now when he dug Wu Zuo in front of them - "Don't worry about the people next to you, they have promised to keep it secret and will not leak it."

When hearing this sentence just now, Qin Jiu's attention was still focused on "how to dismantle the unknown boss into pieces", and he only felt that this was an empty promise to deceive Wu Zuo.

But now it seems...

Gin Jiu: "..." Before entering the game, what exactly was written in the "user confidentiality clause"? !

And that is actually a rule that must be followed?

How did Anonymous do it? Could it be that those weird gaming glasses also serve as an auxiliary hint?

“…”

No matter what the reason is, the result is certain.

——It seems that he can't report this matter to the boss for the time being.

I have to find a way to get rid of this weird state.

In addition, the other three...

Qin Jiu remembered something, cleared the message, exited the mailbox interface, and dialed Jiang Xia again.

…

"Hello?" Gin asked, have you also been affected by that hint? "How did you rest at night?"

The sound of breathing on the other side of the phone paused slightly.

A moment later, Qin Jiu heard Jiang Xia laugh, and said as if seeing through everything: "You rested well—what's the matter, are you envious?"

"..." Two veins popped out of Gin's forehead, you know I'm asking you about the game. "I also rested well."

"...#"

Gin can't stand this kind of inefficient dialogue anymore.

He resisted the urge to smash his phone: "...Go to Hegson's Bar, right now."

Then hung up the phone.

Then he came back to his senses and realized that he might have chosen the wrong person to communicate with.

——Among the three "teammates" tonight, Qin Jiu really agrees with Wu Zuo's analytical ability the most.

But when you think about it carefully, Wu Zuo's first reaction to such a bizarre thing is probably to "find it interesting", and he may not really cooperate with him to figure out the situation, but instead he will play tricks on others, and the efficiency of exchanging information is very high Low... Maybe a more honest teammate is needed at this time.

…

Thinking about it, Gin called Vodka and Belmode while heading to the meeting place, and tried it out.

A few minutes later, Gin finally confirmed something.

——Vodka and Belmode will also suddenly switch to some common topics when they mention things related to "holographic games".

From this point of view, the fact that I couldn't express the "holographic game" correctly was because of the so-called "user confidentiality clause".

"..." Qin Jiu couldn't help but turn ugly when he thought of the aggrieved feeling of holding a lot of important information but being unable to express it.

What's more, this is not a simple matter - Anonymous has mastered such a terrifying technology without knowing it. At this time, perhaps besides the four of them, there are other people who have also been drawn into this game, unintentionally promoting the unknown and terrifying plan of Anonymous...

We must find a way to report this kind of thing to the organization.

Gin Jiu was trying to find a way to crack it, while driving to the meeting point.

…

The other side.

Jiang Xia held the phone, looked down at the phone that was hung up by Qin Jiu: "..." Gathering at the bar?

You have to be twenty years old to enter a bar, especially the Hegson Bar, which is backed by an organization and has always been strictly controlled. I don't know if Gin was busy and forgot, or I was worried that other meeting places would not be open at this time.

However, Jiang Xia thought about it and felt that the problem is not big:

Gin can bring people in by brushing your face, and Belmode is good at disguise, so you won't be stopped at the door anyway, just to experience the bar atmosphere of the real world openly - this is a virtual tavern like Noah's Unexperienced happiness.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia quickly changed into clothes and went out, concealed her appearance, and went straight to the bar that she had been to once.

…

When we got there, we happened to meet Belmode who just got off the bus.

Bermode is proficient in disguise~IndoMTL.com~ and often imitates other people's gait and posture, and has always been good at observing in this respect.

Although Jiang Xia pretended to be wearing a mask, she quickly recognized the person and waved to Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia walked towards her while looking up at the commercial building.

Then he was slightly surprised to find that even in the early hours of the morning, the place was still brightly lit, and many shops were lit up, which was completely different from what he had imagined where "only bars were open".

The two quickly met at the entrance of the building and walked side by side to the elevator.

At this time, midnight had passed for a long time, but it was still some distance away from dawn. There were not many guests, and only the two of them took the elevator.

Bermode was the closest to the button. She was about to press the down button and drive to the bar, but suddenly remembered something, turned her head and glanced at Jiang Xia, and began to move her hand up.

——In my impression, there is a sushi restaurant that is also an industry under the organization, and the secrecy is good.