Chapter 1: Tokyo Hell (1)
Feeling of weightlessness.
It's like floating in outer space.
Wu Hao found himself lying on the stage in a daze, he heard someone calling someone, in Japanese, he was surprised that he could understand it.
"Wise Gentleman ......"
It was a middle-aged man who spoke, with a hoarse, low, and slightly impatient voice.
Who's calling? As noisy as a cicada!
Wu Hao listened upset, his sleepy eyes opened and closed, and the Chinese he spoke was transformed into Japanese containing the same semantics under the action of some unknown force, but Wu Hao did not care.
"Wise Gentleman!"
The middle-aged man's roar rose to another level, he stood in front of Wu Hao's stage, Wu Hao felt that a line of sight was looking at him from top to bottom.
He still ignored it, and changed to a sleeping position, covering his ears tightly with his arms, like a turtle retracted into its shell.
"Wise Kogoro!"
The man finally got angry, and his two big hands pressed heavily on the stage. The mountains shook for a while, and the two stacks of documents on both sides of the table fell down at once, drowning Wu Hao's head in a sea of documents.
Wu Hao finally poked out of the pile of documents, he shook his head, and then asked the man who looked down on him, "Are you looking for me?" β
The man looked at Wu Hao's righteous appearance, and he was angry, thinking that there was still something to do before suppressing his anger.
He threw down a sentence and quickly left: "Someone in Shibuya District reported the case, someone died in Room 7 on the 12th floor of the Gray Nest Hotel, put on a police uniform and follow me within three minutes!" β
Wu Hao still didn't move, and when the sound of the man's feet on the ground disappeared from his ears, he stood up lazily and did a chest expansion exercise with great interest.
Wu Hao's gaze swept around: the office was not large, crammed into a few desks seemed a little crowded, and in the center of the office was a large whiteboard, half pasted with newspaper clippings and photos, and half a projector.
His desk is located in the corner of the office, and the clutter separates his desk from the rest, leaving only a small gap, like a garbage siege. Scribbled on the desktop is the point in time of the current script: June 29, 2009.
He walked over to the whiteboard and went through it. The text on the whiteboard was supposed to be Japanese, but in Wu Hao's field of vision, there were only neat round characters.
Before he could finish reading, the middle-aged man's roar came from downstairs: "Wise policeman, why haven't you done it yet!" β
Police Zuo is a police rank in this world for wise Kogoro.
Wu Hao ignored him, took the police uniform from the chair and came to the mirror.
In the mirror was a face he didn't recognize. The height is about the same as him in reality, but his skin is darker than in reality, his bangs cover his forehead, which looks a little gloomy, but the tips of his eyes are raised high, and his eyes are very vicious.
Wu Hao remembered the eyes of his neighbor Zhang Butcher when he was killing pigs, as if this was the case.
He put on his police uniform and looked at the upper left corner of his gaze, where a small dot was constantly flickering, glowing green.
"Unfold." Wu Hao pondered silently.
A translucent screen of light pops out from a small dot, which is the character information of [System]:
Name: Akechi Kogoro
Age: 24
Height: 175cm
Tendon strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Durability:1
Mystery:1
Lucky: 1+
(Note: "1" is the average adult standard)
Skill:??
Prop:??
The moment Wu Hao saw the last word of the light screen, the light screen retracted and changed back to the small dot that kept flashing and glowing green.
Wu Hao thought about it for a while, and said another word, and the translucent light screen popped out of the green dot again, and the information of [Wise Kogoro] was presented in front of Wu Hao again.
"It's so much fun!" Wu Hao's eyes lit up, and his temper that was disturbed by the police officer's boss was much better.
He went through his character's information again, and found that both the [Skill] and [Prop] slots were locked and could not be opened.
"Okay."
Wu Hao shrugged, he didn't care about any of this. He is more concerned about what will happen in this strange world?
No one knows, not even the creators of this world, the developers of the VR game Infinity Tower.
Everything will be experienced by himself.
After all, Wu Hao is the first and last closed beta player of this game called Infinity Tower.
He carefully observed his surroundings until a second middle-aged man's roar came downstairs, and then he straightened his collar and ran downstairs.
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Police cars sped down the highway.
Wu Hao looked through the car window and carefully looked at the city he had never been to in the real world. There are very few vehicles on the road, and trolleybuses are parked on the side of the road and do not move.
There were no people on the sidewalks, and the faces of the few pedestrians were either numb or sad, and they did not have the vitality of urban people at all.
The middle-aged man sat in the driver's seat, and the speed of the car soared to 120, leaving one high-rise building after another. Wu Hao saw the nameplates on these buildings: Nomaza Pharmaceutical Company, Starbucks Coffee, Tokyu Hands Founding ...... But most of the doors are closed.
The road surface is also potholed, although not to the point where it is impossible to walk.
"This is the Tokyo in [Infinity Tower]?" Wu Hao was secretly surprised.
The police car shook over the statue of the loyal dog Hachiko and walked into an alley. Wu Hao no longer looked at the scene outside the window, and he didn't know where the Gray Nest Hotel was, so he accosted the middle-aged man in the driver's seat:
"I said Akutagawa Police Department, how long will it take to get to the scene of the crime?"
Akutagawa had a cold face, he didn't want to talk to this newly transferred subordinate, but thinking about his background, he replied: "About 10 minutes." β
"There's 10 minutes left...... Is there a connection between the case we are investigating and the dismemberments that took place on May 21 and June 10? β
He remembered the contents of the whiteboard in the office, which was the police's analysis of the two cases of vicious dismemberment.
"Preliminary judgment, it is the same murderer as the 521 and 610 corpse splitting cases," Akutagawa's tone was as hard as a stone, and after thinking about it, he added, "I don't rule out the possibility of imitating the crime, anyway, the criminal police patrolling Shibuya have already cordoned off the scene, and we are now going to support." β
"How can you tell?"
"One is the method of killing, according to the phone call from Shibuya, the victim was cut off limbs and placed in a bathtub. The other is the target of murder. The victims of the 521 and 610 massacres were all wealthy people in society, or children of wealthy families. β
Akutagawa stretched out five fingers at Wu Hao, Wu Hao thought he was asking for cigarettes, but heard him say: "50,000, this is the minimum consumption of the Gray Nest Hotel." People who can afford to live here will not have a low income. This is also in line with the homicide pattern of the previous two cases. β
"Maybe it's a young lady who has been fostered."
Akutagawa doesn't care about him, just drives.
The police car walked from the path into a main road, and in the distance, Wu Hao saw a high-rise building reaching into the sky, gray steel bars intertwined with each other, weaving into a birdcage that wrapped the entire building.
The signs on both sides of the road have already indicated that the Gray Nest Hotel has arrived.
The entrance of the hotel was bustling with people, some holding microphones and cameras, presumably reporters, and some unrelated good deeds. A group of people in police uniforms gathered around the periphery of the crowd, and saw Wu Hao's police car coming, as if he had met a savior.
Akutagawa got out of the car with a cold face, grabbed a female policeman and asked, "What's the matter?" So many people? β
The policewoman had panic in her eyes, and she spoke in a hurry: "I don't know who leaked the news...... As soon as we finished the cordonade, a lot of people surrounded the scene......"
"Why don't you call and talk to me?"
The policewoman didn't speak, just lowered her head silently, and it was indeed her negligence that she didn't ask her superiors for instructions in time when she encountered a sudden situation.
Seeing this, Akutagawa waved his hand and said in a cold tone: "Forget it, let's discuss the punishment later, you do your business first...... Wise gentleman, get out of the car! Let's go see the scene! β
Wu Hao got out of the car and walked behind Akutagawa.
In the crowd, a sharp-eyed reporter saw a police car parked on the side and two policemen walking down from it. They may not know Wu Hao, but they must know the Akutagawa Police Department that handled these dismemberment cases.
The reporter pounced like a hungry vulture, and surrounded Wu Hao and Akutagawa three layers inside and three layers outside. One by one, the microphones poked up, chattering, and talking about various places, turning the first floor of a high-end hotel into a noisy vegetable market.
There were too many people to speak, Wu Hao didn't hear clearly, but he still heard a few of the words, all of which were distrust of the government and the Metropolitan Police Department, "Take the blame and resign!" "Seppuku apologizes!" It's not like an interview, it's like a denunciation.
Akutagawa, as the Metropolitan Police Department's police department, naturally became the target of public criticism. He repeated to the crowd over and over again: "There is no comment at the moment, we will explain the situation at the press conference." We will do our best to investigate. β
But these words are useless, people are getting more and more excited, and the words are getting more and more ugly, as if they have a hands-on posture.
Wu Hao took advantage of the chaos to escape to the outer layer of the crowd, gloating at Akutagawa, who was surrounded by the crowd. When he got out of the car, Wu Hao took off his police uniform and put it in his arms, in order not to be noticeable.
He was about to leave the crowd and go upstairs to investigate the case, when a hand suddenly reached over and grabbed Wu Hao's wrist, and pulled him away from the crowd before Wu Hao could react.
Wu Hao looked up at the owner of the hand, a young girl, with chestnut curly hair scattered over her shoulders, chestnut eyes blinking, as if with beautiful contacts. Fair-skinned and should be mixed-race. Dressed in an OL outfit with a microphone in his hand. It's a journalist, a very good-looking female reporter. But he looked behind the girl, but he didn't find the photographer.
The girl looked at Wu Hao with a smile: "It's very uncomfortable for the wise officer to stay in this place." β
Does she know me?
Wu Hao was stunned, he didn't have the memory of this body, so he didn't know the relationship between the girl in front of him and the wise Kogoro. He touched his head and smiled: "That...... I've been a little forgetful lately, do we know each other? β
The girl's face fell, and she looked resentful, "When we were children, we used to be a club, how did Officer Wise forget?"
"Maybe it's been too long." Wu Hao said.
The girl shook her head, "It's okay, wise police officers and nobles forget things, it's normal to forget that I'm a little reporter." With that, she took out a business card from her backpack and handed it over with both hands, "Introduce yourself again, I'm Izumi Hayakawa of the Mainichi Shimbun, please advise, wise officer." β
Wu Hao calmly took the business card and asked, "What are you looking for me?" β
"After all, now that the serial dismemberment case is in a uproar, our newspaper is still very concerned. What does Officer Wise have to say about this murder? Or is it new information? β
"How could there be?" Wu Hao smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "I just took over this case, and I haven't figured out a lot of things, why don't you ask that one?" He turned his head in the direction of the crowd, "The Akutagawa Police Department will be happy to answer your questions." β
Hayakawa smiled: "There is no wise police officer in the Akutagawa Police Department to talk to," she winked at Wu Hao, "Then I'll go first, my phone number is on the business card, remember to contact me if there is any new news." β
"By the way," the female reporter seemed to think of something, turned her head to Wu Hao and said: "It is rumored on the Internet that [witch doctors] will attack the police, you should pay attention." β
"[Witch Doctor]? What is that? β
"The title of the murderer of this serial murder case, everyone calls it that," the female reporter looked at Wu Hao, a little funny, "You don't even know this?" β
"The police don't have the leisure to name murderers like you ordinary people," Wu Hao said, "Anyway, thank you for your advice." β
"That's it," the female reporter waved back in a dashing manner and disappeared into the crowd, "I'm available." β
"Well, I'm available."
Wu Hao put Miss Hayakawa's business card into his trouser pocket and looked in the direction of the crowd. Akutagawa was still blocked by the angry crowd and couldn't get out, Wu Hao ignored him and walked straight into the hotel.
Compared to the bustle at the entrance of the hotel, the hotel was extremely deserted, there was no one at the front desk, and the staff did not stick to their posts, and they fled the place soon after the incident.
Is it necessary to be so afraid?
Wu Hao shook his head, he walked to the front of the elevator, and looked at the number on the elevator that was still stuck at 12, and it would take some time to come down.
He chose to take the stairs.
Walking to the third floor, the green dot in the upper right corner, which represents the system, turns red and flashes violently.
Wu Hao knew what it was, it was the initial passive skill that the system had prepared for him as a novice - [Precursor Detection].
Skill: Precursor Detection
Genre: Passive/only valid in the current scenario
Grade: B-
Effect (1): Predicts impending disasters (e.g. typhoons, fires, earthquakes, magical storms...... οΌ
Effect (2): Detects enemy hostility and killing intent
Note: Then again, why analyze things that can be intuitively perceived?
Wu Hao raised his head, and dozens of light bulbs above his head shook in unison, making a crisp jingling sound.
His eyes narrowed, and even though he had never experienced it, it didn't mean he didn't know what it meant. He sped up, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and ran to the first floor.
For a time, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and there was a roar.
There was an earthquake.