Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"Of course it's the latter. This is the basic principle of game theory: cooperating to obtain large animals."

"That's it, that's human sociality. Language, letters, money, telephones... all the communication tools that exist in this world are designed to reinforce sociality."

"What about the internet? Could it be the same?"

Zheng Lu asked.

This question prompted Chang Shouzhu to think. In her understanding, communication tools and the virtual world on the internet are already commonplace, integrated into every aspect of everyone's life. Just like the network in Lin Yan's world and various electronic products, such as the widespread use of smartphones, people have forgotten that they were still using inconvenient mobile phones or pagers decades ago.

People are always very adaptable to convenient technological products.

Tsunemori Akane also knew that everything was online.

"I think...yes."

Lin Yan, however, stared blankly at the conversation, scrutinizing the wording and tone of their exchange over and over again. It was the conversation between Spookyboogie and Lemon Candy.

He was highly focused, and he couldn't afford to miss any detail.

Boogie: "A weirdo who got the highest score in career aptitude in the school year but chose to work in the police station is bound to be the talk of the town among his classmates, isn't he?"

Chapter 0054 Deduction [Please Subscribe]

Boogie: "It wouldn't be bad to do a favor for the police station's officer candidates."

His brain was working at lightning speed, not missing even the slightest detail, and he had to analyze it to extract useful information, and then make judgments, connections, and analyses based on that information.

This is not an easy matter.

Lin Yan's fingers tapped rhythmically on the keyboard, a habitual little movement he made when he was deep in thought.

blah-

Thud—thud—

Click-click-click-click-

Boogie: "If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?"

Boogie: "Ah... I really shouldn't have teamed up with the police."

"Found it."

The keyboard was struck hard, the sound stopped, and Lin Yan accurately found the point he called 'the sense of incongruity'.

"What…what is it?"

Tsunemori was completely unable to keep up with Lin Yan's train of thought; she hadn't even realized what was happening yet.

"The wording was different; it started as 'police station' and later as 'police officers'."

"What does this prove?"

It's just a matter of word choice. Besides, what's the difference between a police station and a police officer? What does it even mean?

“Sift through all the records.”

Lin Yan trusted his intuition implicitly and was a bold, meticulous, and patient person with a keen sense of smell. He skillfully operated the computer, quickly accessing the database and searching for keywords. Soon, he found the answer: "Sure enough... Spookyboogie has almost never used the word 'police' before. The person you were talking to this morning wasn't him at all, but someone else."

"How could this be? Then..."

"We're tracking down a murderer who steals someone else's virtual avatar and impersonates them."

"...!"

Tsunemori Akane could hardly believe what he was hearing, yet it turned out that it had already happened, even if he didn't want to believe it.

Moreover, she needs to continue to uphold her beliefs, no matter how shaken her worldview may be.

……

Slums.

Edogawa Ward.

Abandoned area.

High-rise apartment.

An anonymous police car quietly pulled up, their arrival unnoticed. Ginoza, Rokugozuka, and Fuji acted simultaneously, with the assistance of the Independence Machine. They exchanged glances before retrieving the Dominator.

“Based on the reverse engineering of the IP address, the culprit was operating the avatar of Talisman here,” Ginoza shared the information with the others. Teng glanced at the building in front of him; it was a dilapidated high-rise apartment building, looking no different from other apartments in abandoned areas, exuding an aura of poverty and decay.

"I didn't expect there to be a highway here."

They cautiously entered the building, where scattered rubble and filth filled the air, a truly repulsive sight. Even more cruel and gruesome was the sight of abandoned pigeons being captured and disemboweled.

Another delicious meal.

This is the food chain principle in the biological world.

Survival of the fittest.

Teng and Liuhezhong laughed simultaneously.

"What's so funny?"

"It's nothing, I just... felt like laughing..." Teng laughed heartlessly, while Rokugozuka resumed his poker face.

Ginoza couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"We are executives..." What kind of bizarre logic is this? Is it because executives have such peculiar logic? But Teng is indeed an unfathomable person.

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Teng also had a different side; Tsunemori Akane still remembered that conversation, as if it were a dream. After that, Teng never showed that expression again, that poor man.

The ninth floor of the apartment building.

This is their target room. They don't need to enter; they can scan it directly using infrared and ultrasonic waves. This is one of the functions of the self-contained machine. The final result is: "Electromagnetic wave blocking device detected, indoor scanning is not possible."

It seems the other party is also a formidable opponent.

Teng and Liuhezhong exchanged a glance.

They communicate using gestures to avoid disturbing each other.

"Destroy the door."

Upon receiving the command, the machine instantly shattered the thick door into fragments. The destructive power was astonishing; if a human body were to come into contact with it, it would instantly turn into dust. Just thinking about it is terrifying.

No wonder they are wary of self-reliant machines.

Teng darted in lightly, then into the Six Harmonies Tomb, where a strange room appeared before them.

The walls were covered with posters of the movie "The Sun Thief".

What was particularly horrifying was the blender, which was completely stained red, and the smell of blood permeated the entire room. A bomb had been planted on the blender, and it was already detonating.

"Oops."

Teng and Liuhezuka retreated instantly, leaping lightly but with all their might. The moment they hid behind the self-propelled machine, an explosion rang out. The shockwave and scorching heat from the explosion instantly swept over everything. The booming sounds were incessant, and shards of glass were everywhere.

"I really don't want to hear your voice."

"I'm sorry, but the prey has already fallen into the trap."

"As expected."

"Should we continue?"

"Of course, the real show is just beginning."

The brief, yet morbidly humorous call ended, and Mido stared at the head-mounted monitor, his face chillingly cold. The scene was quickly cordoned off after the explosion, and firefighters and ambulances arrived shortly after. The area around the blast was still shrouded in smoke. Ginoza, despite sustaining minor injuries, refused to give up and continued his mission.

"Am I the only one who got injured?"

"……yes."

Teng looked gloating. "It's all because we're good at fighting, the result of our regular training. Looks like you need to work on it."

At that moment, Lin Yan's voice rang out.

"Another victim has emerged, the same one as spookyboogie from before."

That is, Akiko Sugawara, who lived alone in Bunkyo Ward. This woman died tragically, most likely due to her stupidity.

“Akiko Sugawara, 20 years old, was a classmate of Inspector Tsunemori. We found fragments of her body in the sewer pipe, but her virtual avatar is still active, which is consistent with the previous case of Hayama. We have reason to believe that it was done by the same group of people. This is a premeditated and organized criminal activity.”

Tsunemori was very depressed, his face gloomy.

They haven't recovered yet.

Lin Yan calmly stated, "The time of death was in the early morning. He was killed after leaving Exocet... We must terminate the operation and go back to formulate a new search strategy. The other party seems to know everything about our actions, so continuing like this is meaningless."

"it is good."

Ginoza thought so too, while other emotions stirred within him, such as anxiety. It must be said that Ginoza was sometimes surprised by how Lin Yan could remain so calm regardless of the situation. Did this person lack the ability to perceive emotions like anxiety and fear?

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Her delicate face, furrowed brows, and lingering sadness in her eyes... The usually optimistic and positive Chang Shouzhu has faced repeated setbacks since starting this job. Her worldview has been repeatedly challenged, leaving her confused, lost, and helpless.

His fist was clenched.

"It's all because of me... I dragged her into this..."

"Miss."

"It's my fault, it's all because of me..."

Her body swayed precariously, on the verge of collapse.

This was a living, breathing life, and it was all lost so tragically, especially since it was connected to Tsunemori Akane. How could I not care? What's more, Sugawara Akiko and Tsunemori Akane were classmates.

Although they were not familiar with each other, Sugawara Akiko was far too ordinary compared to the outstanding and dazzling Tsunemori Akane.

so what?

Tsunemori Akane still couldn't accept the disappearance of such a life, especially since it was related to her. The impact was like a tsunami, overwhelming her heart and almost robbing her of her ability to think.

How to do?

In the end how to do?

Overwhelmed with grief, a sorrowful smile appeared on his face.

"Did you use Spookyboogie... Akiko Sugawara as bait?"

"……No."

Did you force her to help?

"No."

"Did she leak her intelligence to the enemy?"

"No."

"So where did you go wrong?"

“That is… but now she…”

“Yes. If we had caught the culprit last night, Akiko Sugawara wouldn’t have died. It’s all our fault… Now, let’s think about how to fulfill your responsibility. Chase down the culprit.”

"...In short, that's the only offering left."

……

Tang Zhidu's laboratory.

Everyone in the Criminal Investigation Department gathered together once again.

"...Among the operators of the top-ranked prize-giving websites, we found those who logged in through random proxies and contacted them one by one. Then, we discovered something strange."

At this moment, the monitor displays an image of a social setting.

The sun is setting, and dusk has arrived.

It gives people a sense of nostalgia.

However, all of this is just an illusion.