"Thank you for taking the Tokyo Metro, this train is going to Shibuya Station. This train is down for，Shibuya……”

The soft flat female voice woke Tang Ze from his sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes in a daze, Tang Ze subconsciously tightened the muscles in his back, and he woke up vigilantly in an instant.

This wasn't his bedroom, and he was lying in his warm bed a moment ago.

Realizing this, he immediately took a light breath, kept himself at a natural pace, raised his head, and glanced left and right.

The tram crowded with people, the interior compartment plastered with advertisements and slogans, the slight shaking of the running and the noise of regularly hitting the tracks, the bright daylight shining through the large windows cast on him.

The tram, which is a Japanese tram in operation, and he ......

Tang Ze lowered his head and looked at himself secretly.

A light blue structured jacket, white shirt, and dark green tie looked like a school uniform, and he was carrying a black commuter bag around his arms at the moment.

He opened the bag and glanced at it, umbrellas, glasses cases, notebooks, tissues, pencil cases, wallets, very standard student supplies.

There was also a black folder in the inner pocket, Tang Ze looked at the passengers who were silently bowing their heads to play with their mobile phones left and right, and still didn't take it out and flip it directly, just opened it and pulled the paper inside with his fingertips.

Barely able to see the document look up, Tang Ze was as excited as a ghost.

"Notice of Withdrawal" and "Protective Observation Notice".

He had just saved half of the three-week archive before going to bed, and he reacted immediately.

He should, probably, be dressed as the protagonist of Persona 5.

Isn't this the opening cutscene of P5?!

Tang Ze was in a very complicated mood.

A little looking forward to it, and a little confused, it seems that he should be happy, after all, he really recited the plot backwards, but he doesn't know what to be happy about, after all, his future is still a little miserable.

However, if it is a P5, shouldn't his school uniform be black, and now this dress is ......?

Tang Ze calmly took out his wallet, ready to find more evidence about his identity.

There are tens of thousands of yen in the wallet, and when you open it, you can see the student ID card inserted in the transparent side pocket.

As soon as he saw this card, Tang Ze's mind "buzzed", and his pupils shook.

"Didan Higher School Student Card

Year Groups: Year 2 Group B

Name: Karasawa Akira"

On the left side is a two-inch ID photo, and a young man with light brown hair and blue eyes is staring blankly ahead.

A very handsome face, good looking, but the round cat's eyes and raised eyebrows at the end of the eyes make this young face a kind of aggressive.

It's weird, it's weird, like his own face and the face of the P5 protagonist, which is simply what they should look like if they had a child.

Tang Ze quietly looked at the boy in the photo.

With a radiant sting in the back of the head, fragmentary images of memories flashed quickly in front of my eyes.

The alley with no one in the dark night, the dazzling headlights, the young woman calling for help, and the middle-aged man with a red face full of alcohol slammed his head into the flower bed on the side of the road in the quarrel and push.

Then there are the red and blue warning lights of police cars, the glaring and cold lights of the interrogation room like the shadowless lights of the operating room, and the thunderous echo of the falling wooden hammer in the quiet courtroom......

That's right, it's really a P5 setting, he is now a juvenile delinquent who has been falsely accused of wrongful conviction and convicted of serious assault, and now he has left home alone and arrived in Tokyo to complete a one-year probation probation punishment, which is about the same as continuing the probation observation phase of normal social life in supervision, during which his performance will determine whether he has to serve his sentence in a juvenile detention center.

But what's going on at Teidan High School?!

If he had penetrated into the world of Kexue, how many years would he have to carry out this protection observation based on their year?!

Sad, very sad.

It was all thanks to his good expression management skills that Tang Ze did not show a very distorted expression, he just pursed his mouth, took out the mobile phone in his bag, turned on the front camera and looked at his current face.

Maybe it's the cat's eyes that are delicate, the brown-haired boy in the lens looks a little younger than his actual age, fifteen or sixteen, his brown hair is fluffy and hangs down to the cheeks, and his eyes are light and full blue, which makes his pupils seem to be glowing, scorching bright.

Because of the mental blow he had just received, he was now frowning and looking distressed, and the corners of his straight mouth were squeezing his cheeks bulging.

Okay. I'm pretty good-looking, but I'm a little cute.

Tang Ze, who is actually older and now in a round, sighed and turned off the camera vicissitudes.

What should I do, I've worn all the clothes, can I jump out of the car and kill myself now? People have to live.

Exited to the mobile phone desktop, and sure enough, I saw the red and black different world navigation APP icon in the center, and a red eye was hollowed out on the background of the graffiti composed of red and black lines, as if staring at Tang Ze outside the screen.

poked it, and Mo had to react.

Poke again.

Tang Ze, who had been stunned for six or seven times in a row, gave up extinguishing the screen.

Junk software can't be opened and deleted, and you can't delete it, so if you're tired, destroy it.

I don't know if he inherited his three-week archive now, even if the attributes are not added to him, can he bring the whole book of Persona that he has been concave for a long time?

At this moment when he was silent, everything around him suddenly fell silent.

The black-clothed thief turned around and slapped on the screen, and the familiar P5 system interface unfolded in front of his eyes.

Tang Ze stared at the interface in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously reached out and clicked on the prop option.

"Wow!" Seeing the full inventory column, Tang Ze shouted in surprise.

The P5 Multi-Week Archive does not inherit the character level or the like, but it does bring all the equipment from the inventory, money, and resources such as mask records that were synthesized from previous weeks.

Great, he's a three-week full state of smashing cards! He can hold on! He's still rich!

This is the three-week file that he has swiped to the upper limit of money!

Although there are still many options that are gray, Tang Ze is much more at ease.

He's got his gold finger in his account!

Exiting the interface, the sounds around him came back into his ears, and Tang Ze saw that the passengers around him didn't even look at him more than once, so he completely relaxed and sat on the seat and exhaled.

Only then did he have the leisure to start carefully checking the phone in his hand.

I don't know if it's a new mobile phone, or the impact of his crossing, there is almost no content in the phone, the photo album is empty, the contact is only his father and mother, and I don't know if there are really no classmates and friends, or the identity of a juvenile delinquent has almost severed social relations in the past.

There was only one email from my father in the mailbox, in which the other party described in a very cold and formulaic tone the boarding place he had found in Tokyo, saying that it was a shop opened by an old classmate with whom he had a good relationship, with an attic that could be lived, the old classmate now lived abroad, the store was taken care of by his family and clerks, and the attic was completely vacant, and he could be lent to live in it for a year, very close to his new school.

As for his son, who is about to live alone in Tokyo, the letter contains only two cold sentences: "During the observation period, you should contact the censors regularly, remember to follow the rules" and "Don't cause trouble to others this year, don't cause trouble, and you won't have a second chance if you make trouble."

"What......" Tang Ze flipped through the email line by line, and the more he read, the more he felt his fist, "Is this really something that my father can write?" ”

It's not just that the relationship is cold, this tone is almost like a grudge, as if he is really a hopeless criminal.

Tang Ze took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger that came out of him, and continued to flip, and finally saw the address of his trip at the end of the email.

39 Nichi, Yonehanamachi, Tokyo, Polo Cafe.

Tang Ze stared at the address and was silent.

He should have thought that sleeping in the café loft was probably some kind of fixed design that couldn't be changed.

Isn't it a coincidence that there is a café downstairs from the Maori Detective Agency!

If I'm not mistaken, when the plot progresses to the Bourbon chapter, Toru Amuro should come to work at a café.

That is to say-

He's about to become a classmate of Moriran and Shinichi Kudo, a neighbor of Moriran, Toru Amuro, a colleague?

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According to the urine nature of Conan's plot, the suspect, the deceased, and the murderer, he has to occupy one, otherwise it will be rude.

If you think about it carefully, with his current setting, he is especially suitable for being a murderer.

Unjustly sinned, thrown out like garbage to live alone, and social relations severed, this kind of person who is full of grievances and resentment is simply the chosen murderer, and he is determined to take revenge on the society.

When the deceased is deceased, it depends on whether the crumbs who framed him will regard the case of the original owner as a stain. Roughly counting, the parliamentarians involved, the female staff who were rescued by the original owner, the police and prosecutors involved in the case, none of them are innocent from top to bottom.

The suspect is even simpler, as far as his resume is concerned, he is not searched and put into three choices, four or five times, all of which look down on the gold content of serious juvenile offenders.

Just when Tang Ze's thoughts diverged, the broadcast of Shibuya Station in front of him on the radio drew his attention back.

The train's terminus was Shibuya, and it was time for him to get off and change to Rice Flower Town.