Chapter 442

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“……”

Yilin was in a trance for a while.

It's like suddenly having a dream.

In the dream, there is another "Yilin" in a certain time and space.

Just different from yourself.

That Yilin looks... Ordinary.

Hum, how can it be.

He is so handsome.

In the process of waiting to enter the level, Yilin was shrouded in soft white light.

There was a flash of light around, which gave Yilin the illusion of being in the space-time tunnel.

Yilin couldn't move a finger.

I don't know how long it took.

The white light faded.

The scenery in front of me gradually became clear.

……

When Irene came back, she found herself sitting in a shabby room.

The room is very small, about more than ten square meters.

The surrounding air is a little stuffy, but the temperature is a little cool. There is light rain outside. It seems that this level scene is at the time of communication in winter and spring.

A calendar stands in the corner of the desktop.

February 10.

Tuesday.

The reason why Yilin knows today's date is actually very simple.

"Yilin" seems to have the habit of drawing a calendar.

In the previous days, all the "forks and Forks" were written in red ink. Only on February 10, a circle was made and the forks were not crossed.

stick out a mile.

Yilin raised his head.

On the ceiling, the old ceiling fan rotates wildly and makes a strange sound, which makes Yilin worry about whether the ceiling fan on the forehead will turn into a deadly windmill and fall down.

incorrect.

If this is in the plot world of death, 100% of the ceiling fan on the forehead will fall off.

And 100% will "accurately" fall on your forehead.

The picture is so beautiful that imagination alone makes people tremble.

When Yilin appeared, he was sitting on a single sofa.

There was a hole in the armrest of the sofa, revealing the dirty velvet inside.

Yilin continued to look at the surrounding environment. It is the instinctive behavior of every human being to appear in a strange environment and master his situation at the first time.

Behind Yilin was a row of dirty glass windows with a row of reverse words pasted on them.

The so-called reverse text is posted to people outside.

Yilin narrowed his eyes slightly and identified them carefully.

"Yilin... Detective agency?"

Well, after a few minutes of observation, Yilin quickly understood his current situation.

It seems that in this plot mode level, I play a detective.

Exactly.

He is a poor detective.

Right now.

In front of Yilin's eyes, like the narration in the old film, a line of slowly moving upward appeared.

……

[as a powerful detective, you have always been dissatisfied with your current life. You want to change a luxurious office and hire several young and beautiful assistants... Unfortunately, it backfires. In this era, the detective industry is declining and has lost its glory ten years ago. Famous detective Yilin, you live a poor life...]

Yi Lin: "

The plot is a little heartbreaking.

[you're tired of being entrusted by a series of mentally retarded people, such as helping people investigate your husband's affair, looking for the missing cat, helping grandma cross the road, and helping primary school students play games. As a famous detective, you are eager to accept the entrustment with enough challenges from your blood and the entrustment that can truly show your detective talent...]

Yilin was speechless.

Can you still play like this at the trial level.

What's the matter with such a strong sense of substitution?

Narrator Jun continues.

[you have not accepted the formal entrustment for three months, you are penniless, and the detective agency is facing bankruptcy... Until three days ago, a formal entrustment was sent to Yilin detective agency, and you, knowing that this is the last chance to maintain your detective career, you decided to accept this entrustment.]

The long narration was finally over.

Yilin also deeply understood one thing.

In this plot level, how miserable you are.

……

On the table, there is a brand-new carton.

It doesn't fit in with the dilapidation of the room.

In fact, when she was just sitting on the broken sofa, Yilin had noticed the carton on the table.

Just to be on the safe side, Irene didn't open it for the first time.

According to the plot line of Yilin, it is obvious that the entrusted content related to the life and death of the famous detective Yilin should be in the carton.

Babbling babbling——

The old ceiling fan overhead is still turning.

From time to time outside came the noise from the modern city.

Yilin looked calm and slowly opened the carton.

A delicate envelope, placed flat in the center.

When Yilin took out the exquisite envelope, a faint fragrance quietly drilled into Yilin's nasal cavity.

"The smell..."

Yilin didn't study flowers, so he couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was for a while.

But Yilin didn't care too much and put the envelope aside for the time being.

Under the envelope was a neatly folded set of clothes.

It turned out to be

A school uniform.

And it is a handsome school uniform with a bit of British style, which is a bit like an aristocratic school.

Yilin held the shoulders of his clothes in his hands and shook them away.

"Shenwu private high school."

The chest of the black school uniform is embroidered with exquisite fonts.

It is conservatively estimated that only depending on the workmanship of this school uniform, we can buy more than ten sets of this one worn by Yilin.

However, what surprised Yilin most was not the delicacy of the school uniform, nor the words on the school uniform.

But

This school uniform has attributes.

In other words, this is the item certified by the "tower".

Items that can become "cards".

……

[ordinary school uniform]

[grade] none

[note] this is an ordinary school uniform. It is of no use except to make the user look like a student.

……

Yilin didn't believe it and rubbed his eyes.

Take a closer look at the properties of school uniforms.

It's really an "ordinary" school uniform

Yilin didn't turn this ordinary school uniform into a card and put it away, because he had a hunch that he could use it soon.

There is nothing fishy in the carton except a set of Shenwu private high school uniform and the letter of entrustment.

Yilin also turned the carton over and over, even opened it, and carefully confirmed it three times.

After there was no other doubt, Yilin opened the envelope and carefully read the contents of the entrustment letter.

……

"To your excellency Yilin, a famous detective..."

February 10.

Just after the cold winter, it's still a little cold.

This is a season when all things are about to spring, ah no, all things sprout.

With the intermittent spring rain, Shenwu private high school ushered in a new day.

Although it has been a while since the beginning of school, the freshness at the beginning of school has not passed.

Boys are dressed in decent and handsome school uniforms, stepping on bright leather shoes, stepping on the rain, holding colorful umbrellas, talking and laughing into the school park.

Girls, not to mention, wear black pleated skirts, school uniforms, stockings and leather shoes, full of youth.

Ah, everything is so beautiful.

"Eh? Look, is that boy from our school? He's so handsome!"

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see him wearing our school uniform?"

"Is it a freshman this year?"

"He's so tall - he doesn't look like a freshman. I don't know which class he is. He's so handsome. If he used to be in our school, he must be a man of the moment!"

"Hee hee, you like it so much. Why don't you go up and ask him for his phone number?"

"Annoying, I'm not like you. I already have a boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend or something, isn't it still possible to change! If I were as beautiful as you, I would definitely dump my current boyfriend and go after him regardless of everything..."

"Shh - look, look! He's looking this way, wow! How handsome! This angle is also handsome! How cool he looks when he doesn't laugh!"

“……”

Yilin holding an umbrella, silently stepping on the rain, walked to the campus without saying a word.

Shenwu private high school.

It is also the place for this level mission.

Even if he didn't look around, he could feel all kinds of strange eyes on himself.

Most girls are amazed

Boys

Needless to say.

His eyes are naturally murderous.

Yilin said he was calm.

Since he found himself with an unparalleled face, he had the consciousness of being the enemy of the world.

I remember Peter Parker's classic saying.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Um

Maybe that's the mood.

At the moment when Yilin stepped into the school gate, the familiar voice sounded in his brain.

……

[main task 1: enter Shenwu private high school as a non detective within 12 hours and complete the task. Reward: do you want a reward for such a simple task? Do you want to fart?]

[task failure condition change...]

[mission failure condition: the Apostle dies or leaves Shenwu private high school.]

……

“……”

Yi Lin can not make complaints about it.

"Failed condition change?"

Yilin's heart moved, but his expression didn't change, and his steps didn't stop for a moment. He went straight into the campus.

"Two classes in three years..."

With an umbrella in one hand and an admission notice in the other, Yilin read it carefully.

As for this admission notice

It's in the letter of entrustment.

The client has already arranged everything for Yilin. The first main task... Is really a free gift.

It's too much to want a reward.

But on reflection, there seems to be something wrong.

The existence of main task 1 is more like to let Yilin enter this private high school.

Enter the main scene of the level.

It also leads to failure conditions.

In other words, from now on, Yilin has entered the... Cage called "Shenwu private high school".

Once you leave the campus, you will be directly judged as a task failure.

"Ouch!"

At this time, a soft body bumped straight behind Yilin from behind.

Yilin felt the movement behind him. In an instant, he tensed all over for a moment, but soon relaxed his body again.

He was still hit by the movement behind him.

She is a girl with short hair.

"I'm sorry! I didn't hurt you! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

The girl with short hair wears a pair of big glasses on her face. She looks a little bookish and a little weak at the same time.

"Nothing, are you okay?"

The girl with short hair raised her head and was obviously stunned when she saw Yi Lin's face.

The next moment, she reacted. Yilin was holding his arms tightly for fear of falling down.

"Ah - sorry!"

The girl with short hair jumped back like an electric shock, her face flushed.

With a faint smile, Yilin naturally stepped forward and approached the umbrella towards the short haired girl.

After all, it rained all the time.

Although there was no emotion on Yilin's face.

But the inner groove has already broken through the sky.

What kind of dog blood is this!

It's obviously the routine of youth campus drama, okay!

Does it really matter that the plot level is so old-fashioned?

With a sigh in his heart, Yilin can only make the plot "reasonable".

After all, it looks normal.

He's a handsome job changer.

How can he be worthy of his identity as a student in class without some youthful encounter?

The girl with short hair twisted her clothes awkwardly. She quietly raised her head and looked at Yilin, and then quickly looked away.

Yilin thought for a moment.

"By the way, classmate, how can I get to class 2, grade 3?"

"Class two in three years?" The girl with short hair was stunned.

"Well, I'm a new student from class two of three years. I can't understand this map. Can you give me some advice?"

"I... I'm Qinghui from class two of three years..."

Yi Lin: "

Here.

How can Yilin believe it's just a coincidence?

……

……

Shenwu private high school has a history of nearly 100 years.

With the alternation of history, architecture is naturally different from the old and the new.

The new teaching building and the old teaching building have different styles, which can be distinguished at a glance.

The classroom building where class two of three years is located is not far from facing one of the landmark buildings of the whole Shenwu private high school.

bell tower.

Walking along the road, I heard Qinghui's introduction that this ancient bell tower has a history of more than 100 years. Since the establishment of Shenwu private high school, it has been standing there. After wind and rain, it is an antique building.

Dang!

Dang!

Dang!

A rickety old man with white hair came out of the hut next to the clock tower and rang the bell hard.

"Ah - it's over. I'm going to be late! I'm sorry, classmate Yilin. It's all Qinghui's fault!"

At the moment of hearing the bell, Qinghui's face changed and her steps were a little faster.

……

Come to class 2, grade 3.

Sure enough.

I am late.

The head teacher is a middle-aged bald man. He glared at Qinghui fiercely, then turned his head and looked at Yilin kindly.

This attitude changed so fast that Yilin was a little caught off guard.

Is this face also lethal to old men?

Not really.

With the bald man's smile full of greeting, Yilin walked up to the podium.

He found that a girl with black hair and waist had already stood beside the podium.

The middle-aged bald man smiled and introduced to the whole class.

"This semester, I'm glad there are two students in our class..."

"Let's welcome Zhitian dance and Yilin!"

Pop pop pop——

Applause thundered.

Both men and women, their faces are filled with pure and excited smiles.

Well, a sense of youth.

In an instant, Yilin had the illusion of really returning to the daily life of the campus.

However.

A voice broke the plain and beautiful fantasy in Yilin's heart.

……

[main task 2: make a public confession to a "heterosexual human" in the world within 48 hours, and the number of onlookers shall not be less than 20.]

[unfinished task: quietly erase!]

[time remaining: 47:59:58]

……

Yi Lin: "

At the moment of seeing the main task, Yilin smiled and twitched slightly.

What is this?

Mischief?

Is this the taste of the tower?

In Yilin's heart, the lower limit of the tower's integrity was refreshed again.

however.

This task is really simple.

In this class alone, there are nearly 20 female students at a glance.

He can even complete the task at the speed of light in a minute.

But——

What is the significance of this main task?

The speculation about the main task flashed in Yilin's mind.

Some unreasonable.

Just wait a minute.

Steady.

Next is a brief self introduction.

How simple is it?

Zhitian Dance: "Zhitian dance."

Yilin said two words with a smile: "Yilin."

Head teacher: "

Students: "?"

“……”

That's it?

The moment fell into a brief embarrassing atmosphere.

Finally, the mature and old class teacher coughed twice, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere: "it seems that Zhitian and Yilin are still a little shy. I hope that in the next semester, the students can get along well with the two new students and work hard for the common goal! Study hard and make progress every day!"

Yilin decided to ignore the main task for the time being.

Anyway, there are two whole days.

Confession or something can be done at any time.

……

"Zhitian, please sit next to Lijiang."

There are several vacant seats in the class. The head teacher arranged a seat for Zhitian dance at will.

Sitting next to a girl with long hair that looks a little lively.

However, at the moment when the head teacher arranged the position of Zhitian dance, there was a glimmer of disappointment and resentment in the eyes of the girl with long hair.

"As for student Yilin..."

When it was Yilin's turn, the head teacher seemed a little embarrassed.

He looked around, frowned and said to himself, "it's not appropriate to sit in the front row with the height of Yilin..."

"HMM... classmate Yilin, just sit next to classmate Qinghui."

Qinghui?

What a coincidence?

Yilin looked down the head teacher's fingers. Qinghui was the short haired girl who had some stories with him in the rain.

Qinghui's position is in the corner of the whole class. Qinghui is sitting there alone, which seems a little lonely.

"OK."

Yilin didn't say anything. He directly lifted his schoolbag and went directly to the empty seat next to Qinghui and sat down.

……

……

Yilin did nothing and finally stayed up until class was over.

What should we do next?

Irene knew that her real purpose was not to come to school.

He has been thinking about the content of the letter of entrustment and the difficulty of this trial.

In this level, there are five apostles, including Irene.

And one of them, Yilin, has guessed.

Just as Elin was thinking about life with her chin.

Suddenly I found that the light in front of me was blocked by a human wall.

No... it's n.

The one with three floors inside and three floors outside.

More than a dozen young and lovely girls with their own characteristics surrounded Yilin in the corner.

……

"Hello, classmate Yilin, meet me. My name is Shinai ~"

"Classmate Yilin, my name is Meiya. Can I have your mobile phone number ~"

"Yilin, you look so handsome. You look so handsome without talking. You look more handsome with your chin. Can I have dinner with you at noon?"

"Classmate Yilin, are you a hybrid?"

"Classmate Yilin..."

"Classmate Yilin..."

“……”

Yilin felt that he was stunned by the curse of "Yilin classmate", and had an impulse to vomit.

He swore that for the first time in his life, Yilin was disgusted to hear his name from his population.

This sprouting young girl's heart is so terrible!

For the first time in his life, he regretted why his charm was so high.

"Peter Parker, I was wrong..."

"It turns out that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility..."

"It should be that the greater the ability, the explosion in place!"

Yilin really couldn't stand it. As soon as his face changed, he directly pushed away Yingyan in front of him and tried to escape to the classroom.

At this time, he was a little aware of the pain of Tang Bohu in the face of his beautiful wives.

"Classmate Yilin, where are you going?"

Seeing that Yilin tried to squeeze out, the other girls crowded more happily, and their faces flushed, uh huh.

"I need to go to the bathroom! Pee!"

Yilin roared and stunned the girls around him.

While the other girls were stunned, Yilin dodged and finally crossed the human wall.

He quietly looked at another shift student, Zhitian dance, and found that the other party's situation was almost the same as himself

But the next moment.

Zhitian dance suddenly slapped on the table.

Bang!

A shallow palm print was left on the desktop!

The whole classroom was silent.

Those cold black eyes were full of something called murderous Qi.

I saw Zhitian dance look around without expression.

Spit out a word coldly:

"Get out!"

All the boys around Zhitian dance were stupid.

Yi Lin: "

……

……

Yilin really escaped from class two of three years and went to the toilet to pee.

The rain has stopped.

Yilin tried to avoid other people's eyes and climbed directly to the roof before the class bell rang.

Because it had just rained, there was no one above the roof.

Yilin went to the roof

Not to jump.

He just looked at the School Park from a high place.

I don't know if it's because of the letter of entrustment hanging in my heart. In this calm and peaceful campus atmosphere, Yilin always feels something wrong.

It's just a subconscious feeling.

There seems to be something strange hidden in this school.

He didn't know why he had this strange feeling.

Step, step, step.

At this time, a rhythmic footsteps approached behind Yilin step by step.

"Here we are."

For those who came, Yilin had expected it, and there was no accident.

"Yes."

The comer answered softly.

But when Yilin calmly turned around and prepared to say something, he was forced to swallow his words by the unexpected scene in front of him.

A girl with black hair in a black school uniform, holding a long black scabbard knife, slowly raised her eyes and made no secret of her killing intention.

Yi Lin: "??"

The girl with black hair completely ignored that Yilin slowly played a series of question marks and slowly pulled out the long knife from the black scabbard with one hand.

It's a dark, one-sided, disorderly edged Long Tai Dao.

The sharp blade reflects the sharp blade even in the dark sky.

Hiss——

The next second, the girl with black hair was like a blink, holding the blade in both hands. The whole person took a residual shadow. The black blade dragged behind him and came to Yilin in an instant!

"Sleeping trough? Zhitian dance, what the hell are you doing?"

Yilin quickly pulled out a snow-white sword from the storage space.

This is his weapon in this time and space.

——White blade.

Eh? Why this time and space?

Yilin put aside the strange sight.

Ding!

There's no time to draw the knife.

The scabbard just blocked the knife of Zhitian dance.

The fire splashed everywhere.