[Judge] leaned forward slightly and knocked on the table, "Go on." ”

"The murderer must have taken what the deceased refused to deliver, the pair of things that you are also looking for. Why are you looking? It must be because if this kind of thing is exposed, it will definitely cause an uproar, it will break your carefully designed lies, and let the outside world see your ugly true colors - it seems to have created a humane criminal punishment system, but it is used to provide a place for rich people to have fun and entertainment, they are good citizens in the real world and dare not break the law, but in this world it is different, they are [hunters], they want to kill us players or other NPCs and unknown creatures, and we can't have any resistance. Icarus smiled, "I guess that's right." What you're looking for is some kind of tool that will get them into the game. ”

“……”

[The judge] was silent.

Icarus glanced at the deceased and continued: "You may have sent someone to search it, but you didn't find what the deceased hid, and you can't divulge this matter, otherwise the rest of the organization will question your ability, at this time, you think that it is better to set House 92 as the original place of play, and let us, the world's top criminals, find things for you." ”

[Judge] snorted coldly: "Are you raising yourself?" ”

Icarus shrugged, saying he didn't care.

"You have to be careful, if you don't find this thing for a day, you will be in more danger. If one day a newspaper finds out about this and exposes it, you [Cole Company] don't want to continue. ”

Icarus deliberately mentioned the words [Cole Company], and sure enough, [Judge] cheek muscles moved slightly, and he clenched his teeth.

“…… What happened to the Duke in the last game, made you guess the identity of the [Hunter]? ”

"How long do you think you'll be able to hide it? Do you really think that the Hunter is completely safe in this world? Julius Caesar's attack value is off the charts, and if the Hunters push her into a corner, she could break the rules of the game at any time. And One-Eye, the crazy blind man, is not a man who plays by routine. Once they find out what happened, and get out of here as survivors, and expose your lies to the outside world, then ......"

"They won't." [Judge] coldly interrupted Icarus.

No?

Won't anything?

Will you say it? Still won't leave the game?

Icarus was silent, with a vague premonition that he didn't want to, he wanted to ask, but he also knew that [the judge] couldn't reveal anything to him again, and after some thought, he simply fell silent.

[Judge] stood up from his chair and straightened the hem of his coat: "It's Icarus, Icarus, I noticed the details we overlooked before, I want to thank you for your willingness to help, you are the biggest bug in this game." ”

Icarus sneered: "[The details are the devil. [A good predator is always able to pour more attention into the details. Only perfectionists can win. 】”

This sentence made [the judge] move.

Seeing this, Icarus curled a little more sarcastically at the corners of his mouth.

[The judge] pressed down the brim of his hat, as if dissatisfied with Icarus's words, but unable to refute it, and he leaned sideways around his desk to leave.

"Wait."

As [Judge] walked past Icarus, he was stopped by Icarus.

"I have a question...... Icarus looked at [the judge] a few steps away, "why is Ogar here?" ”

The brim of [Judge's] hat reached the left side of his cheek, and he replied, "Because she gave away her key to someone else, the system thought she should win, so she was given the right to play." ”

He repeated what he had explained.

But it is clear that this explanation does not satisfy Icarus.

“…… You know I'm not asking about this, I'm asking, why was this little girl sent to the [Minghe System]? Icarus narrowed his eyes in confusion.

[Judge] turned his face slightly, as if to look at him, but the brim of his hat covered [Judge's] eyes, making it difficult for Icarus to see his face.

"Why, you're starting to learn to empathize with others?"

"Well, of course not because she's a seven-year-old girl." Icarus lowered his voice, "It's because of ...... She is the successor of the pope. ”

“……”

Icarus asked, "You and I both know that she is the future successor of the organization, why did you send her to this hellish place?" You know better than anyone that she can't make it out alive. ”

“…… Icarus, there are some things that it is better not to ask, not all questions have answers. ”

[Judge] replied coldly.

"If something happens to Ogar, the Pope won't let you go." Icarus replied.

"Don't use the Pope to press me." [The judge] did not hesitate in the slightest," and, "Moreover, the words that come out of your mouth are especially deterrent. ”

[Judge] said, raising his legs and walking down the hallway.

Icarus clenched his fists in exasperation and gritted his teeth to say something, but when he turned around, he didn't see [the judge] anymore.

He vanished out of thin air, just as he had appeared out of thin air before.

========================= mirror dividing line ===================================

Mirror Connection, Mirror Front, Central Park

Just as Icarus, on the opposite side of the mirror, discovers a new secret, the pace of chasing the murderer on the front side of the mirror seems to be a little tighter.

"Don't move, police."

Mars's slightly hoarse voice came from behind him, and the Duke froze.

She had a tough opponent to deal with.

"Put down the gun."

The Duke hesitated, after all, it was her only weapon of self-defense.

But the man behind her wouldn't give her more room to negotiate.

Mars walked to a distance of half a meter behind the duke and stopped, the faint smell of tobacco on his body spread to the duke.

“…… You don't really think I'm a cop. Mars's words were marked with a great sense of threat.

What he meant was obvious, they were all criminals, not soft-hearted policemen who enforced the law.

If she didn't cooperate, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would use some coercive means to make her procrastinate and compromise.

“……”

With Mars's fierce face disfigured by the scar in mind, the Duke bit his lower lip and could only choose to cooperate.

She slowly crouched down and placed her pistol at her feet.

She gave up her only weapon, which also made her lose some sense of security.

"Kick the gun into the lake." Mars continued to command.

"Heh, you're pretty good at what you do." The Duke muttered and kicked his gun into the lake by the boardwalk.

Mars said, taking a step further and putting the muzzle of the gun to the back of the duke's head, he took out a string of handcuffs from the back of his head and stretched it out to the duke's hand: "Take the handcuffs and go back with me." ”

He's always been neat and clean.

People don't talk much.

I don't like the changes that can be caused by multiple nonsense.

The duke glanced at the handcuffs handed by Mars from behind him, but he didn't rush to take them: "It's better to sell me a favor, Mars, next time we are hostile, I can let you go." ”

At this time, Mars behind him snorted coldly, and his narrow eyes were full of disdain: "You still think about how to beg for mercy next time to make me shake." ”

It seems that this person doesn't eat soft and hard.

The Duke's face was gloomy and he took the handcuffs handed by Mars.

But then, she raised an eyebrow and thought of a way to get out.

"Mars, have you ever been handcuffed?"

“…… Brought over. ”

In the [Upper Circle Kill], the system sets his identity to be a criminal who was taken to the police station for questioning.

"Do you know that prisoners can't put on their own handcuffs?"

“……”

The Duke put the handcuffs on the wrist of his left hand, turned sideways, and looked at Mars a little helplessly: "You see, the handcuffs are not so long, and one person can't carry them at all." ”

“…… What tricks do you want to play? Mars narrowed his eyes, a suspicious gaze swept across the duke's face.

"What tricks can I have?" The duke looked away, "You pointed a gun at the head, and one hand was still handcuffed, even if you put your wings in, you can't escape." ”

Mars was silent for a minute, then took a serious look at the handcuffs on her wrists and made sure that the duke was right, and that the handcuffs really needed help to put them on.

"Don't play tricks." Again, he emphasized, "Put your hands up." ”

The duke did as he was told, and raised both hands.

Mars walked up to her, his other hand reaching for the other end of the handcuffs.

It was at this moment that the Duke saw an opportunity! She stretched out two fingers and plunged them directly into Mars's eyes, Mars cried out in pain, instinctively closed his eyes, and in the few seconds when Mars's vision was deprived, the Duke held Mars's right hand holding the gun with both hands, Mars wanted to wave the Duke's hand, but failed to break free of her, instead pulled the trigger, and a gunshot rang out in Central Park. The bullet missed, hitting a nearby tree, the Duke took Mars's right hand with both hands, lifted his leg and kicked Mars in the abdomen, then hooked his neck with his right leg, and his left leg was caught in the air around his neck, his body turned in an arc due to inertia, Mars was instantly snatched by her and knocked to the ground.

Mars was about to get up from the ground when the Duke squatted on the ground before him and pulled the trigger!

A shot hit him in the left leg!

Mars's body shook, but he didn't fall because of this, but clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and pounced! The Duke was taken aback, there were people who could fight without caring about their injuries at all, so she delayed for two seconds, Mars had already pounced, she grabbed her wrist and smashed it on the ground, and the pistol was thrown out, and the two scuffled to the ground.

Mars raised his hand and hit the duke's cheek, breaking the bridge of her nose, blood ran down her cheek, the duke gritted his teeth and blocked his chest with his elbow, blocking the second circle of Mars's fall, but the duke bent his elbow to push Mars, the two swapped up and down, the duke sat on Mars's strong upper body, and the left and right hooks hit Mars's cheek, and Mars instantly hung color. But the third punch was dodged by Mars, and the man's strength was greater than the woman's after all, and he grabbed her shoulders, rolled over and pressed her to the ground, and put his hands on her neck, increasing the force.

Instantly deprived of oxygen, the feeling of suffocation swept through the whole body at once.

The Duke looked at Mars with wide eyes, his hands grasping his hand around his neck, struggling, his nails cutting the back of Mars' hand.

"You...... You can't kill the player until the second alarm goes off......" the Duke struggled to spit out a few words.

"Hmph, I won't kill you, but suffocation, being able to make you unconscious for a while, is good for you and me." As he said this, Mars increased the strength of his hands.

He is like a skilled killer, every detail of the fight is firmly controlled by him, and he knows how much force he needs to use to make his opponent suffer without dying.

The Duke grabbed Mars's arm, feeling the air in his body run out little by little.

She was really a little unconscious, her brain was starved of oxygen, and her speed was decreasing, as Mars said.

But just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pistol that had fallen to the side.

(Get a gun!) ）

This is her only chance!

She stared at Mars, her hand, but little by little, it grabbed the ground and grabbed at the pistol.

Mars intensified, and he looked at the Duke's flushed face, knowing that she was about to fall unconscious.

But at this time, the duke grabbed the gun!

She shuddered her hand, took the gun, and raised her hand to shoot Mars in the abdomen!

The pain spread from the gunshot, and Mars let go of his hand, his right hand instinctively protecting his abdomen.

Feeling the strength in his neck wane, the Duke coughed a few times and quickly rolled over to the side, then raised his pistol and fired a shot at Mars's other leg.

Mars swayed and lay on the ground.

His wounds were not light, warm blood running down his bullet holes, staining his police uniform red, and he lay on the ground, looking at the Duke with resentment.

"Ahem...... Mars...... Do you know how long it takes for a person's blood to drain? The Duke gasped for breath and staggered to his feet, looking at Mars condescendingly, "I don't know, but with your current injuries, you should survive until the second alarm sounds, in that case, I won't kill the player." ”

The Duke said, turning and heading to the other side of the boardwalk.

Mars looked at her background, nails digging into the dirt on the ground.

He sat on the ground, busily tearing off the fabric of his clothes and bandaging the wound so as not to lose too much blood.

But what puzzled him even more was where he seemed to have heard the words spoken by the duke—

Do you know how long it takes for a person's blood to drain? 】

Where have you heard this phrase?

Who has heard that?

He doesn't remember.

Some afterimages of memories flashed through his mind, but he couldn't grasp them, couldn't see them clearly......

"Da Da Da ......"

On the other side, the duke walked along the plank road, and she walked briskly for a long time before she stopped, holding on to the handrail of the plank road and wearing air.

"Ahem......"

She was almost stunned by Mars just now, and walked briskly for a while, leaving her a little deprived of oxygen and her head still groggy, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from her cheeks, but at this moment, she saw a person sitting on the white bench next to the wooden boardwalk.

It was a thirteen-year-old girl, with her brown hair tucked back and a low ponytail tied with a red headband, and she was wearing a wide police hat and uniform, sitting in the shade of the trees, holding a goat doll in her hand, looking out at the lake and the tower in the distance of the city, and when she heard her footsteps, she turned her head slightly to look at her.

Those dark red eyes made the duke's heart cold.

She had experienced such a scene before, and she fled from the dangerous place in a very embarrassed way, only to meet her head-on.

That's right, it's in the [Upper Circle Chase Battle].

"Click."

Caesar indifferently threw a pair of handcuffs at the duke's feet, and said softly with his lips open—

"Do it yourself, or do I come?"