Chapter 113: What's the Use of This Big Success?!
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Olive in front of her body. Ε΄Ε΄Ε΄.BiQuGe.Biz
[Todd Medical Appraisal 50/91 Success]
"In layman's terms," said Dr. Todd, who was acting as coroner temporarily, "he was indeed burned alive." Oh poor girl, it's a miracle that her face is intact......"
"Olive Miller," the associate dean explained, explaining the identity of the deceased to the school police, "a third-year computer science student. I...... Officer, are you alright? β
Seeing Olive's badly burned body, the young policewoman looked like she was about to vomit. She was the first police officer to arrive at the school hospital, and the support staff who arrived from the town police station were still on their way.
"Are you okay?" Dr. Todd asked wryly. The honest doctor is pessimistic about the future of the game: the school is unreliable, the police are unreliable, and more importantly, his teammates are unreliable.
She ...... Olive, I know her," the pretty policewoman was finally able to control herself again, "and she was reluctant to go to treatment when she first developed depression. I persuaded her several times at that time......"
The policewoman paused: "Later, I heard that she had returned to school from the nursing home, and I was happy about it for a while." Poor Olive may God bless her soul. β
The schoolgirl was also a native of Arkham and was not much older than Olive. She remembered her cousin, who had a very good relationship with Olive, and the schoolgirl suspected that they had been together for a long time. Oh my God, how do you explain it to him......
"I'm sorry, Madam Officer...... Can I ask a question? Qin Yixian asked, "It's rude." Under Ian Qin ......"
[Ian Qin's Charisma Test 1/55 Success]
"Mr. Qin......" Seeing the big star talking to himself so humbly, the female school policeman was in tears, and she felt that Qin Yixian in front of her was the most gentle person in the world, "No, no, no, you can just call me Emily......"
Unlike the vice president, who had a very bad impression of everyone, she had no opinion on the group. Compared to the vice president with a straight face, Qin Yixian was a hundred times more amiable.
"Emily. Do you know why Oliver got depression in the first place? This may be related to the investigation. β
"She's too obsessed with her research." Emily, the policewoman, replied, completely unaware of the reversal of the positions of the "police" and the "witnesses".
"Research? Do you know what kind of research it is? Qin Yixian asked.
"I don't know much about that, but I've heard it has something to do with the 'graph calculus,'" Emily poured out the information she knew, "My cousin is in math, you know...... No, you're not an Arkham, you can't possibly know β I mean ......"
"Slowly, slowly, don't rush." Qin Yixian said gently.
"The Department of Mathematics and the Department of Computer Science have always collaborated," Emily slowly cleared her mind, "I remember that their project team worked together to develop a very large graphical algorithm - but because they never applied for the supercomputer, the whole team was under a lot of pressure. β
"That's it...... Qin Yixian fell into deep thought, "What happened later?" β
"They applied, so the pressure was lifted." Emily said.
Qin Yixian frowned.
The current investigation has reached a point of divergence. Either continue to look for Chen Qiang, or investigate the case of Olive. The officer, Emily, has a surprisingly good attitude towards herself, and is perhaps more suitable for a breakthrough than those hired by her.
Suddenlyβ
Ceci, who just didn't know where to run, appeared at the door,
"I guess," Mao Mei leaned lazily against the door frame, "Poor Oliver has a few new pets after curing her depression, right?" β
"Then I don't know." Emily, the school officer, said sincerely.
"Pets...... Is there such a thing......" Hearing that the topic suddenly turned to "the deceased's pet", the vice dean, who had been silent all along, showed a vigilant look.
"Qin ...... Ian. β
Just when everyone had their own concerns and the atmosphere in the room became more and more tense, Gu Shiyin, who had been immersed in her mobile phone, suddenly stood up.
"What's wrong? Don't come here, this corpse looks veryβ" Emily, who thought of Gu Shiyin as a child, said repeatedly.
Gu Shiyin shook her head.
"Ian, come over here." She retreated into the hallway.
"What the hell is going on?" Qin Yixian, the second monk, followed out confusedly.
"Look at this." Gu Shiyin retreated to the blind spot that neither the vice dean nor Emily could see, and raised her mobile phone.
Ben was casually flipping through the photo album, but she had just discovered something unexpected.
"This is ......" Qin Yixian's expression froze.
"I was thinking about how to 'send' these photos from the virtual space to the real world," Gu Shiyin explained, "and I found this photo. β
She zoomed in on the photograph that captured the front of the asylum, highlighting one of the building's windows.
"Sure enough, it's Mr. Chen." Seeing the face in the photo, Qin Yixian's heart sank again.
The hunch was right...... When everyone visited, Chen Qiang was still in the madhouse!
Qin Yixian's mind unfolded a crazy calculation.
If it is "reality", then even if Qin Yat-sen uses all the interpersonal resources at his disposal, he must not only rescue his companions, but also solve the truth of the murder.
But since it is a "game trial", then, completing the tasks assigned by the system is the first, and everything else is secondary.
The mission statement is to protect Chen Qiang's safety...... He must not be allowed to spend even half a night in that untrustworthy madhouse.
Qin Yixian glanced back at the vice dean who was talking to Emily - this vice dean lied with the madhouse, so it was better not to startle the snake for the time being.
Rescue Chen Qiang first, and then go back to explore the truth of the murder.
β¦β¦
Twelve o'clock in the night.
Arkham Asylum, in the toilet near the cafeteria.
"I think I'm crazy," Chen Qiang muttered, "to be involved in your kind of plan." "The Shawshank Redemption" is a million times more realistic than your plans. β
"Why don't you take 'Prison Break' as an example?" From the film and television dramas of the United States to the Chinese Internet Literature, Master Bigby, who is all proficient, asked rhetorically.
"When an individual of one race lives too much longer than the average of their race," said Mr. Michael, a scrawny and suspected alien race, "like the two of you, they are twenty-five .three more likely to be attracted to entertainment." β
"You hellish fungus, just say it when you scold us for becoming a house." Lord Bigby scolded.
"How did that point three come out?" Chen Qiang asked curiously, "You Migo have also studied this?" β
"I haven't studied it."
ββ¦β¦β
"I'm not making it up," said Mr. Michael, who appeared to be in the human form Migo, "in your human language, I'm not a liberal arts student, but some of my friends have studied human society in the past. I've read its research report, but I can't remember the decimal point. β
"There are too many slots, I don't know where to spit out......"
Pen fun pigeon