Tokyo: The simulation begins with the big sister next door

Chapter 54: Chapter 53: The Neighbor Girl's Suitcase

An Zeliang drank the fat house happy water and looked at the police car going away outside the window.

With so many police cars, it was not a small incident at first glance. Could it be that there was a terrorist attack somewhere?
Thinking of this, An Zeliang couldn't help feeling that the world he traveled through was really unsafe!
I'm afraid it's not much better than the world of Detective Conan.

but.

Seeing the police car, An Zeliang thought of the serial scumbag killer again.

"During the last simulation, the simulated personality has become a poison king, but it didn't become the target of a scumbag killer."

"I remember that in the very first simulation, the simulated personality was killed in the middle of the night after only a little bit of wandering."

"how did this happen?"

An Zeliang was lost in thought.

Is it because strengthening the doors and windows by yourself is so effective that the scumbag killer can't find a chance to make a move, or is there a hidden point in the trigger condition of the scumbag killer that I don't know yet?

This killer really doesn't follow the law in committing crimes, it's hard to guess.

After thinking for a while, An Zeliang couldn't think of the reason, so he had to open the gift first.

Yes, unwrap presents.

President's gift!
An Zeliang opened the gift box, which contained a brand new handheld.

"The gift from the president turned out to be a game console?" An Zeliang was a little surprised.

I thought that with the president's black-bellied personality, it might be some kind of strange toy, but I didn't expect it to be quite normal, and he seemed to be quite attentive.

Because this game console is the latest handheld.

"Forget it, let's take out the trash first. It's time to go to bed when you come back."

An Zeliang originally wanted to play two games, but it was getting late, he was about to rest, and he had to go to class tomorrow.

Sakura National High School usually has classes on Saturdays.But there are only classes in the morning, and school is over in the afternoon.

Of course, there are club activities and other arrangements after school, which are not considered holidays.

Sunday is all about rest.

The Saturday of the third weekend of each month is a full-day holiday, and there is no class.

An Zeliang picked up the sorted garbage and went out to throw out the garbage.

These household wastes have been accumulated for several days, and they will smell bad if they are accumulated again.

Walking out of the apartment building, An Zeliang saw that the door of Nakano's house across the street was open, and there were several black cars parked at the door.

At this moment, a familiar figure came out.

The man walked out of his wife's house with a gloomy expression, got into the car and left.

Because of the simulated memory, An Zeliang recognized the man's identity, and he was the second in command in the wife's club.

In the previous simulation, he also had many fights with this second in command.

He even knew that the second-in-command had a sweet tooth and liked to chew betel nuts.

An Zeliang had just returned to the door of the apartment after throwing away the trash, when he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking over.

It was a neighbor girl in a black Lolita dress.

At this time she was dragging a huge black suitcase.The suitcase looked very heavy, and the girl was struggling to pull it.

An Zeliang frowned slightly.

Late night, girl, suitcase...the combination of these keywords makes things not easy.

"Could it be that there are corpses in the suitcase?" An Zeliang suddenly had a brain hole.

Seeing the girl's struggling expression, he felt more and more that his guess was correct.

But...on second thought, if it was a corpse, it seemed unreasonable.

The girl was walking in the direction of the apartment door.Which means she wants to lug her suitcase home.

But how could anyone bring the dead body back to their own home?
"An Zejun!"

"Can I trouble you to lift the suitcase for me?" The Lolita girl saw An Zeliang, immediately put down the suitcase, and waved loudly for help.

An Zeliang was slightly vigilant, but the girl had already walked in front of him, so he couldn't refuse.

"Okay." An Zeliang responded, walked over, and tried to lift the suitcase with one hand.

It was really heavy.

It was as if a few large corpses were really stuffed inside, very heavy.

However, the suitcase didn't smell of blood or decay, nor did it drip blood, and it didn't look like a dead body.

An Zeliang came to the elevator with the suitcase in both hands.

While the two were waiting for the elevator, the girl thanked, "An Zejun, I am really sorry for your inconvenience."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

"An Zejun, you are a good person."

"........."

"An Zejun, are you curious about what is in my suitcase? Why is it so heavy?"

"?"

The topic changed too quickly.

An Zeliang pondered for a while.

"Perhaps, there is a dead body hidden in me?"

The girl had a smile on her face, and her eyes were bent like crescent moons, making it impossible to see her true thoughts.

"Maybe I should really study psychology." An Zeliang thought so.

At this moment.

The elevator came down.

An Zeliang carried the black suitcase into the elevator, and the two also took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator was fast, and An Zeliang and the girl had just exchanged a few words, and they had already reached the floor where they were going home.

Just as An Zeliang was about to get off the elevator, the girl invited behind him: "An Zejun, would you like to come to my house and have a look?"

An Zeliang paused, then refused: "No, I have to go to school tomorrow, and I have to rest early today."

He would not venture into the opponent's "lair".

"That's really a pity." The girl showed a regretful expression, as if she was regretting what opportunity she had lost.

then.

She smiled and said, "Thank you again, An Zejun, for your help today."

"It's okay, we are all neighbors, and we should help each other."

"Well, Anze-kun, good night."

"Good night."

After the two said goodbye, the elevator door closed and continued to go up.

An Zeliang entered his room, then locked the door and locked all the multiple safety locks.

Then he rummaged through and found the mobile phone he had bought for playing games, and dialed 110.

"Hello? Is it Uncle Police? Yes, I want to call the police! I saw a suspected murderer just now."

An Zeliang pinched his nose and said to the police in a fake voice: "Well, I just saw someone dragging a suspicious large suitcase into an apartment building on the street."

“The location of the apartment building is just…”

After reporting to the police, An Zeliang turned off his mobile phone, and lay flat on the bed, ready to go to sleep.

As for why he dared to call the police, it was because An Zeliang was going to find a new house to move out of here, and then he wouldn't have to be afraid of this mysterious girl.

"Speaking of which, until now, I still don't know her name."

An Zeliang yawned, his eyelids began to fight, and he slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, he turned into a ruthless pile driver.

early morning.

An Zeliang lifted the quilt to look at it, sighed helplessly, and wanted to change into a new pair of underwear.

The impact of yesterday's simulation all affected his dream last night!

After changing his underwear, An Zeliang looked at today's points summary, ready to simulate.

(End of this chapter)