Chalk Chapter 332 White Pigeon Square
There will be an end between you and me after all, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly without saying goodbye.
Master......
Gamblers are bound to win this title, it is the easiest of the thirteen Xuan Emperor Marquis to be recognized, but it is also the most difficult to activate an identity, just like the other party, even if they are forced to life and death, but they still dare not challenge the portrait again, trying to become the real [Young Master], after all, among the thirteen Xuan Emperor Marquis, the probability of [Young Master] becoming the White King is the largest, but there is a bug in the way it is recognized, so it seems that the threshold is low.
[Above the rivers and lakes, young and crazy, the flag captor, the king. γ
There was no procrastination, after the two sides met, the paradise game kicked off, the gambler pursed his lips and smiled, the brief exchange between the two sides was not much progress, the young master frowned slightly, the other party's indifferent attitude was two or two, and all his hostility was suppressed, so it seemed to win.
Paradise Game ......
No matter what, as a five-in-one, the young master who has a pivotal position in the territory of the White Country, it knows the difficulty of the paradise game, as a second life, it has compiled a dream for the bottom people of the white country, and combined with the chalk, to give the political support of the white country, which is why the loose city-state United Nations can have such a vast territory, at the level of political interests, the paradise of death is the greatest guarantee to maintain this symbiosis.
After the gambler closed his eyes and let the paradise of death pull his consciousness into the altar, he had a hunch that he might not wake up again, but the rise and fall of the five-in-one loneliness was the destiny of heaven, and to occupy this position, he had to be prepared for the consciousness of being defeated by the challenger, and he still couldn't last long after all.
Next to Tianchi, the young master opened his eyes, and he saw his identity information:
[Freshman of the academy, disciple of Legalism. γ
[Rules of the game: Solve the case, there is a murder incident in the academy, please find the murderer, and the time limit is seven days. Ring the bell, enter the killer's information, and if it's correct, you win. γ
[Please note that protective measures need to be taken during the investigation process, and if you die during the game, you will be automatically awarded a loss.] γ
After the young master finished reading the rules, it was very short, and he had the usual style of a paradise.
In fact, many gambling games have no winners, so there are two kinds of duels, [to determine the winner] and [to avoid being eliminated] two rhetorical devices, and the difference between them lies in the attribution of the "draw", if the former is a draw, both sides will be deprived of life, if the latter, after the draw, both sides can get the system's life reward, and the reward is given according to the completion of the task.
Obviously, this mission is not only difficult and harsh, but also overbearing in terms of game conditions, obviously, the gambler did not give himself any chance, he will definitely put himself to death, sometimes he is wondering, the other party is not a killer, and he has to die with him.
But now, there is nothing to say, in any case, this task cannot be completed, and I am not qualified to think about other things.
Coming back to his senses, the young master sensed his surroundings, and now he was standing in a square, the stone pillar of white jade stood in the center of the square, and the people in trench coats who walked back and forth were feeding the pigeons, and his own clothes were also changed into a simple gray-black coat, with a newsboy hat, and he was walking in his pocket on the periphery of the pigeon's pecking area, and it was dusk now, how could he appear here?
As a student, this doesn't make sense.
I didn't go far, I came to the billboard, it was all trivial, obviously this homicide did not cause an uproar, but was dealt with silently, it seems that the political subject of this environment is more conservative and likes to whitewash the peace.
The young master eats hawthorn rolls, he has been to many city-states, and what he hates the most is such a social atmosphere, which means that you can't understand the real life status of these people wearing masks, just like reading a large paragraph of clichΓ©s and format documents in a press release, these are all carriers created by a redundant government agency in order to avoid making mistakes, the more vague the words, the less information, the less clear you are about the real status quo of the organization, and the black box is getting bigger and bigger, Finally, the enforcement of their rights by citizens who fulfill their obligations is blocked.
After thinking for a moment, the young master had no time to waste, he had to quickly get in touch with the details of his mission, otherwise, he would be like a fly without a head, and he would miss the key clues if he was not careful, which would make him lose his grasp of the case.
A country with a serious right-leaning will inevitably give birth to autocracy.
Thinking about it, the young man adjusted his emotions, if he was a cold maverick, he would never be able to pry open this black box, compared to the gambler's long-sleeved and good dancing appearance, with his apparent affinity, he may have been ahead of himself, right?
Helpless, the young master bought some bread and went to the pigeon pile to capture the information around him, although no one would discuss the murder in a public place, but these information would help him understand the city he was in, especially the location of the academy.
"I heard that there is a flower blooming in the hotel, and when the wind blows, the tune is gentle, and it is said that it is activated by someone with special abilities."
"People with special abilities have been boiling for more than ten years, and I haven't really seen them, and I don't know why they got up."
"Let's hide, having special abilities may not be able to change fate."
"After cutting off contact with the mainland, it seems to be a blessing in disguise, saving tens of millions of military aid every year, and our family has a thick background and can afford such ups and downs, but those who want to learn from us to stand in the team, like these pigeons, ups and downs, but still pigeons."
"The clock is moving forward again, and I don't know what it will change for us."
"If you can be a good person in this era, it's good to keep your heart. If you can't survive, you will be forced to accept the intrusion of fate, and the road up is narrow after all, and there is no turning back. β
The young master listened around, and the people who could come to feed the pigeons around dusk were the kind of people who had more abundant material conditions and a more relaxed spiritual world, so he didn't hear any gossip, but it just gave him a deeper understanding of the country he was in.
He got up, left the square, and looked around along the wide streets, all of which were tall buildings, and the level of urban planning here was very rough, and at night, the areas occupied by high-end office buildings were almost ghost towns, with extremely low land utilization, typical face projects, the so-called city skyline was like a stiff corpse, and as the sky darkened, the residual temperature was slowly sucked away from the steel body by the flow of people and traffic, until the body was left cold and standing at night, gloomy and compassionate, ghostly and ghostly.
After figuring out the functional area here, the young master walked in the direction of the traffic.