Terra Hotline, crime simulator

In recent days, Kelsey often saw her getting very close to the judge from Syracuse. The two were talking and laughing, and they looked like a pair of good best friends.

If Kelsey hadn't seen a large amount of sleeping pills sprinkled in the coffee that Alina gave to Sin this morning, she would have almost believed it.

But Kelsey didn't expose her on the spot. The old lynx had at least 1 years of life experience, and she probably guessed that these two people should both be doctors' historical and emotional legacy.

She had no choice but to secretly ask Hong to keep an eye on Alina to prevent her from doing anything outrageous. The matter would be resolved when Mikey comes back.

"Mon3tr!"

Suddenly Kelsey stopped writing in her hand, her eyes became cold and stern, the huge Origin Stone dragon stretched out from behind her, and without her having to personally give the order, Mon3tr's sharp claws slashed towards the room with a terrifying gust of wind. corner of the shadow.

"Command: Standby."

The next second, a familiar male voice came. Mon3tr froze in mid-air, the claw blade only one centimeter away from Mai's neck.

"......"

Kelsey's green pupils gradually dilated, and her brain went blank for a moment.

"..

...PhD?Error.....I can't identify you. "

"Just a moment, Kelsey, just a moment, and then I say, listen."

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Chapter 268 Mikey’s Painting Adventure (2)

“I met a girl in Bolivar.

Remember what I said.

She is a master at flirting.

That day was all about wandering.

My hands touched her toes.

Remember what I said.

She said, young man, you are too low.

My hands touched her knees.

Remember what I said.

She said, young man, you can be free.

Remember what I said.

I put my arm around her waist..."

[Okay, Mikey, stop singing, you're about to be hanged by these angry villagers. ]

Mikey was tied to a makeshift wooden platform, with a noose tied around his neck and his hands tied, but he didn't panic at all.

Now he doesn't have the ability to mask, and his physical strength has only returned to the level of an ordinary pure-blood human. Naturally, he can't defeat a group of angry villagers. He was caught and put on the gallows in one fell swoop.

In short, I don’t know why, but once Li Changgui was hurt, the group of villager NPCs immediately became violent.

He would have been stabbed to death with a pitchfork if the Storyteller hadn't stopped him.

"This place is so boring. There are unscrupulous people in the poor places. There is no law in this place. How can I commit a crime?"

Making a complaint in his mind, he glanced at the group of angry thugs at his feet with a smile, and said in a mocking tone:

"I can't wait to see the looks on your faces."

"You whore, are these your last words?"

At this moment, the crowd made a way, and the storyteller waving a folding fan came next. He frowned and stared at the stranger.

Now "he" is no longer the storyteller, but Xi, and Xi is watching Mikey.

She was very strange. She wanted to expel him but couldn't. It was as if this guy had become part of the world in the painting, but it was obvious that Mikey was not.

It's as if your computer is infected by a vicious virus. You don't know where the virus came from, and you don't know how to solve it.

I had to try and make mistakes step by step.

"Wait, what did I do wrong? The girl just attacked my face with her breasts and almost caused me to suffocate to death. Does your Poshan town still have the law of heaven?"

Mikey raised his chest with a clear conscience and looked behind the crowd, where Shopkeeper Li was wiping his nose with red eyes.

He knew that this shopkeeper Li was not an ordinary person. She was once a film girl who lost her home due to natural disasters. She was later rescued by Xi and brought to the world of painting. To put it bluntly, Poshan Town was created based on her hometown. .

There are only three people in the entire town who are not NPCs, the Storyteller, Shopkeeper Li, and... the guy who hasn't appeared yet.

"You... you... ruined my innocence! What should I do in the future..."

Like an innocent girl who lost her virginity, she pointed at Mikey and scolded.

Mikey twitched the corner of his mouth, both of them were acting. Shopkeeper Li's life experience was far from being as simple as she looked like a little girl. She had been in this world in the painting for at least several decades.

Anyway, he is older than his current self.

However, pretending to be pitiful can win the favor of these NPCs and coerce them into killing Mikey in the name of it.

Although they don't really need this reason.

"Before execution, may I ask your name?"

the storyteller asked.

"Mai Qi, my surname is Mai Qi. In Yan country, I am from Yan country. In other countries, I also have Richard, Daryl... messy names."

"Is that Mike? Then you remember, our Poshan Town is a small town. The villagers work day and night and earn a living. There is no government here, but you have destroyed the peace here, so your punishment It was agreed upon by everyone.”

"Hang him!"

"Hang him!"

The villagers fell into some kind of emotional emotion, and their anger was once again ignited.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is. So, can you do it faster? Let's open the skylight and talk openly. In fact, I'm here..."

Before Mikey, who was sitting on the gallows, finished speaking, the storyteller and Li Changgui exchanged glances. Mikey's feet suddenly loosened, the partition opened, and his body became suspended in the air.

"I hope the death in the painting will make this person go away..."

Xiru thought.

"Uh...ahhh...I can't breathe..."

Mikey's feet struggled feebly in the air, his eyes rolled white, and he stopped moving after a while.

"Is he dead? But why hasn't he woke up yet? Why is his body still in the painting? But it's not integrated with the painting?"

Xi asked questions, but soon, her questions were clarified.

"Ah...hahahaha...I'm just teasing you, this level of suffocation can't strangle me to death."

After nine reincarnations, how can a soul forged by nine layers of history be so fragile?

"Look

Okay, I call this fish out of water...ahahahaha..."

Mikey let out a wild laugh, then raised his butt in the air like a carp jerking, swinging it back and forth.

Storyteller: “…………??!”

Shopkeeper Li: "..........??!"

"Jesus Christ! What on earth is this guy's neck made of?"

"Mom! Look at that perverted brother's crotch!"

"Shh, I told you not to put your eyes on him. This is no longer an ordinary pervert..."

The villagers below were shocked by this spectacle and backed away, exclaiming in wonder.

"I fly through the air effortlessly ~ Brave young man on the swing ~ I can fly, hahahaha!"

Mikey even happily swung in the air and spacewalked.

"Storyteller, what should you do with him? But this guy's arrival has also brought some fun to this long-lasting town."

Li Yi changed his previous attitude and smiled slightly at Mikey's comedy.

"What? Are you laughing out loud right now?"

the storyteller asked somewhat displeasedly.

"I have experienced natural disasters, my family was destroyed, and even the roads in my hometown have been reduced to rubble. What does the indecent treatment he brought to me count?"

"Sigh...I now wonder if I am also trapped in my own painting. Who is this person?"

The storyteller sighed.

Kacha-!

At this moment, the rope finally couldn't withstand Mikey's tossing and broke into two pieces. After performing a trapeze, Mikey fell to the street, then stood up and ran away hastily.

.........

After getting rid of the annoying villagers, Mikey unknowingly came to a dilapidated temple.

After walking into the temple, she saw a monk in purple plain clothes meditating in the temple, with a bowl placed in front of her.

Another Rhodes Island operator——Saga.

"This donor, oh, he is a new face. Forget it, the monk has not eaten for many days. I wonder if the donor can give me some food."

After seeing Mikey, Saga showed a simple smile.

"Row."

Mikey nodded and pretended to grab a handful of air from his body and stuffed it into her bowl.

Saga: "?"

"I put hope in it. It's a very important hope. Don't spend it all at once."

Seeing Saga's doubtful eyes, Mikey shrugged, then opened his trousers zipper towards her bowl:

"Forget it, I can give you some extra food. It may take a while. I need to warm it up."

Chapter 269 Mikey’s Painting Adventure ([-])

"Drink, the gun comes out like a dragon, let this doctor help you become a monk who breaks the precept today——"

"Wait, donor, what do you mean by this?!"

Fortunately, Saga was faster and helped Mikey pull up his pants in time.

"Young monk and I have never met each other. You just want to beg for food. Why do you humiliate me so much?"

"Ha, I just want to pour you a cup of new sobering tea. Okay, let's not talk about this for the time being. Saga, why have you been in the painting for how many years? Why are you reluctant to wake up? Everything seems to be here. Is it fake?"

Mikey chuckled and changed the subject, pulled up his pants, sat next to her and asked.

"Eh? May I ask this donor why you know the name of the young monk? The young monk doesn't remember any interaction with the donor."

Saga quickly put the unhappiness behind him and asked doubtfully.

"Because I am an immortal from your Eastern Kingdom, they all call me... uh..."

[Newborn Immortal. ]

"First...Crowbar Immortal."

This damn system always sent messages at inopportune times. Mikey complained for a moment, and then finally remembered the task that Mai had given him.

"Oh, God, am I being too big? I should use the information gap in the plot to fool Xi like a normal male protagonist, and then talk a lot about 'you and I are both the characters in the painting, look at the mountains' The lofty philosophical theory of "It's not a mountain, it's not water when you look at it" persuaded Xi to invite her to Rhode Island."

[So you still know the normal task process. For the sake of the first eight lives, can't you be normal? ! ]

"Shh, system, why are you so serious?"

Saga's eyes immediately changed when she looked at Mikey. She moved a seat and sat in front of him, looking at him carefully. She searched the memory in her mind, but she didn't think of the name of the crowbar immortal in Dongguo:

"The young monk has only remembered seven peach blossoms blooming and falling here. As for what the donor said... how many legends, classics, classics, and myths from various countries are false, and how many are things that have nothing to do with simple life, then how can it be Are we going to deny their meaning because of the word "fake"?"

"Ha...here it comes again, it comes again, I hate discussing this with others."