Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Thinking of this, An Zeliang tensed every inch of his muscle, took out the key, and carefully opened the door.

He deliberately stopped at the door for a few seconds, then reached out to find the light bulb switch in the darkness.

"clatter!"

With the crisp sound of the switch being pressed, the entire living room was instantly illuminated by light.

no one.

An Zeliang glanced around the living room, then carefully searched every corner where someone might be hiding.

First the living room, then the balcony, then the bathroom, and finally the room.

Only after confirming that there was no one else at home did An Zeliang's tense nerves finally relax.

"call……"

An Zeliang took a long breath, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke, and then sat on the sofa.

He couldn't help but start thinking about the logic behind the Lolita girl's behavior.

What are you trying to do standing by the window late at night without sleeping?

In short, it can't be just a breeze.

The only thing that was certain was that the Lolita girl's gaze was fixed on him as if she was examining something.

Would a normal person just sit on the windowsill and stare at others with such eyes?

"Tsk..."

Associating many clues, An Zeliang became more suspicious that the Lolita girl was the scum killer.

Even if it is not, there is probably a significant connection.

Otherwise, it would be hard to explain her many strange behaviors.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, interrupting An Zeliang's thoughts.

The nerves that had just relaxed became tense again.

It is already 11 o'clock in the evening.

Who would come to see me at this time?

At this moment, An Zeliang couldn't think of any other possibilities except the Lolita girl who behaved strangely.

He stood up, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.

as predicted.

The person outside the door was the Lolita girl.

"Is there a problem?"

While asking, An Zeliang found a self-defense weapon in the living room, which was an iron wrench.

"Anze-kun, I made some cookies myself, but I realized that I made a little too much, so I sent them over to you to try."

The Lolita girl outside the door raised the glass bowl in her hand, and through the peephole one could see that it was full of cookies.

She had a gentle smile on her face. Compared to the previous encounters, she now seemed like just a simple girl next door.

"Anze-kun, why don't you open the door? Don't you like cookies?"

The Lolita girl outside the door tilted her head and said with a little disappointment, "What a pity! If these cookies are not eaten quickly, they will go bad. I can't find anyone else to give them to."

"..."

An Zeliang was silent for a while, hid the wrench behind him, and slowly opened the door with his other hand.

"An Ze-kun."

Seeing the door finally open, the Lolita girl's previous look of loss disappeared.

She handed the bowl full of cookies forward and said, "Try it quickly, it's delicious!"

An Zeliang lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl full of cookies with human heads on them. His expression suddenly became a little subtle and he felt it was weird and unusual.

"Are you wondering why there are people's heads on these photos?"

The Lolita girl paused and explained softly, "These are the portraits of men that the scum killer has killed."

"?!"

An Zeliang's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

What do you mean?

What is she hinting at?

An Zeliang slowly, with a smile on his face, asked tentatively: "You seem to be very concerned about the scum killer?"

Hearing this question, the neighbor girl revealed a meaningful look, and her eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at An Zeliang's right hand hidden behind his back.

"Because...I've seen her."

The Lolita girl suddenly came closer, and her warm breath fanned An Zeliang's face.

At this moment, An Zeliang's pupils shrank and he almost couldn't resist the urge to smash the other person's head with a wrench.

But fortunately, he restrained the impulse in time.

At the same time, an important information was also captured!

She was talking about—her!

This is a very directional name!

In daily communication in Japanese, there is a habit of omitting the subject. When it is necessary to address someone, most people will directly address the name or position, and rarely use personal terms such as "she" or "he".

Moreover, there is a clear difference in pronunciation between "he" and "she" in Japanese.

Although in his simulated memory, he already knew the gender of the scumbag killer.

But knowing through simulation and knowing through other people’s mouths have different meanings!

The Lolita girl in front of him was obviously deliberately revealing information about the scumbag killer!

Just as speculated not long ago.

There is a high possibility that she knows the scumbag killer!

even……

It's her!

"Sure enough, you know it."

The Lolita girl seemed to have made a judgment based on An Zeliang's various subtle actions. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Is An Ze-kun a detective?"

Without waiting for An Zeliang to respond, she said with a half-smile, "Then, An Zejun had better find her as soon as possible, otherwise, a boy as good-looking as An Zejun could easily become her target."

After saying that, the Lolita girl put down the glass bowl of cookies and prepared to leave.

At this time, An Zeliang suddenly said: "Thank you for the cookies. It just so happens that I met a very kind police officer today. She helped me a little. I was wondering how to repay her."

Hearing this, the Lolita girl froze for a moment, then smiled as if nothing had happened: "Why didn't An Ze-kun tell me earlier? Otherwise, I could have made an extra batch of cookies in advance."

"It's okay, one serving is enough."

"Well, if the policewoman thinks the cookies I made are delicious, Anze-kun must tell me, and I will be happy to make a few more."

The Lolita girl waved her hand, "Okay, Anze-kun, go to bed early. I'll go back first."

After watching the Lolita girl leave, An Zeliang closed the door, looked down at the glass bowl full of cookies, and fell into deep thought.

Is this a warning to myself... or a murder notice?

He couldn't figure out what the Lolita girl was thinking.

But what is certain is that even if the Lolita girl is not a real scumbag killer, she at least belongs to the chaotic neutral camp.

Judging from the contact during this period, she might become a copycat offender someday.

"Try to keep some distance from her."

"We can't let our guard down against her."

An Zeliang picked up the glass bowl containing cookies.

"Perhaps we can tell Officer Matsumiya and use the police to monitor the neighbor girl."

"But one cookie doesn't prove anything. The scumbag killer incident has been a hot topic, and the victim's head has already been published in the news."

"Even if the information she just revealed is suspicious, it cannot be used as evidence. After all, people can say whatever they want. As long as it is not widely spread and becomes a rumor, it does not even meet the standard for filing a case. It is difficult for the police to investigate further and they may not be willing to pay more attention to it."

"Matsumiya Tomomi seems to be a policewoman with a strong sense of justice. If she knew about this, she would probably find ways to investigate it thoroughly."

"Female boxing is prevalent in Sakura Country. With the eccentric behavior of the Lolita girl, it's not surprising that she does anything. What if she suddenly develops Jade Syndrome in order to stop Matsumiya Tomomi's investigation and creates some public opinion on the Internet? There's no way to send her to jail."

"It's really troublesome..."

"I'll save some money and move out later."

Thinking of this, An Zeliang poured all the biscuits into the trash can.

Then he reinforced the doors and windows once again and checked the surveillance to prevent the scumbag killer from sneaking in.

When all this was done, it was already past 11:.

An Zeliang remembered that he still had extra points for simulation.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 32: All businessmen are dishonest, face-changing AI

An Zeliang had just found a comfortable position to lie on the sofa, and before he could start the simulation, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took out his cell phone and took a look. He recognized the familiar number. It was a call from the gigolo club urging him to go to work.

In the previous simulation, the host club would call on time. I looked at the time and found that this time was also the time when the host club was open.

"I've been thinking so much about the scumbag killer lately that I almost forgot about this little trouble."

Thinking of this, An Zeliang answered the phone.

"An Ze, it's been five days. Why haven't you come to work in the store yet? Have you forgotten the contract you signed?"

The person on the other end of the phone started with a barrage of questions.

Before An Zeliang could say anything, a very tough voice continued to come from the other end of the phone: "I don't care what you are busy with, anyway, come to the store to work immediately! The store is doing good business today and is in need of people. If you can't make it, you will at least bear half of the responsibility for the store's losses! Do you understand?"

An Zeliang frowned slightly.

It is indeed difficult to deny having signed a contract, and he does not have any good solution for the time being. He can only delay it and think of a solution later.

"An Ze, why don't you say anything? Do you want us to take legal action?"

The person on the other end of the phone urged again.

"I'm at the police station now. I'm not free today."

An Zeliang's answer caused a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

But soon, the other party's disdainful tone came: "An Zejun, do you think it will be useful to call the police? We signed a formal contract with legal effect. Even if you go to the police station, the contract is still valid and the police can't do anything. I advise you not to think of any crooked ideas and come to work honestly! Don't end up with a mess that both of us are..."

Before he finished speaking, An Zeliang interrupted and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't call the police. I was just involved in a family murder case."

As soon as these words came out, the voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly.

Inside the gigolo shop, a blond young man was holding a cell phone and making a call with a confused look on his face.

He even wondered if he had heard wrongly.

"An extermination...an extermination of a family?"

The yellow-haired young man asked tentatively.

"Yeah, but it's okay, it's just a small problem, I can handle it."

"..."

The blond young man fell silent.

What a small matter! That’s a case of annihilation of an entire family!