Conan: I'm really not the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 6 Meeting Teammates
"..."

Aoyagi Binguang has seen all kinds of weird people and corpses in the organization and the FBI over the years.

Those who were bombed, those who were shot, those who attempted to break into a house but were anally strangled and then strangled to death, those who were buried in the ground and rotted beyond recognition, those who were fed to dogs and taken out of their stomachs...

But he had never seen the scene before him.

As far as his current knowledge goes, he only knows that animals or insects such as cockroaches and sea slugs can survive for a period of time without their heads, but he has never seen humans survive without their entire heads.

...No, we should ask this, is this thing in front of us really a human being?

A black mass, like smoke but thicker than smoke, clung to the broken neck of the headless man and kept surging.It was clear that the other person had no head or eyes, but when he stood in front of him, he still felt like he was being stared at.

Aoyagi Binguang remained calm when he was approached by a suspected non-human creature. The special environment in which he grew up taught him that panic could not solve any problem.

——And no matter how bad the situation is now, it can't be worse than it was a few months ago.

Qingliu Binguang held his breath and stared at the opponent's every move. His muscles were tense, like a wild wolf ready to fight to the death.

Under his alert gaze, the headless man suddenly raised his hand and wanted to take a step forward.

Qingliu Binguang's pupils suddenly tightened, and without hesitation he aimed at his heart and pulled the trigger, deciding to strike preemptively!

"boom!"

The silencer muffled the sound of the gun, and the bullet passed through the barrel with violent rotation, and the friction produced a blazing temperature.The left hand that had been shot countless times was extremely stable and did not tremble at all due to recoil.

"Wow—!"

The black mist at the headless man's fracture surged and expanded like a rising tide, filling most of the space in just one second!It rolled forward as if consciously, grabbed the two bullets, and wrapped them in it!

"!?"

Aoyagi Binguang, whose attack was blocked, was stunned. He could even catch the bullet? !
For a moment, he didn't know what expression to make.Now he only has two pistols and no more powerful weapons. If even the guns can't hurt the opponent...

He looked at the headless man, waiting for his next move, but the headless man's move was beyond his expectation - after stopping him from shooting the bullet, the other party actually started dancing.

"...?"

Qingliu Binguang was confused. In the next second, he saw a light flashing on the opponent's left hand.

That was the reflection of the ring. The other party had a plain ring on his hand.The delicate ring is placed on the pale finger. If you don't stare carefully, you can easily miss it.

Qingliu Binguang suddenly realized something.

He remembered what he had just seen after the [Group Chat] flashed, and asked in an unbelievable tone.

"You are also a player?"

And also the Black player, his teammate?
The headless man on the opposite side danced and nodded his neck repeatedly.

……

Five minutes ago, Aoyagi Binguang saw [Group Chat] flashing.

He usually uses various social software. His first reaction was that other black players saw the "newcomer" coming and sent messages to say hello. They were about to go in and take a look, but they only saw a line of inexplicable text.

【? ? :#*! &%! @……]

At the same time, there is a list on the right, with [Current Number of Black Players: 2] written at the top, and "Rage" and "??" displayed below.

Aoyagi Binguang knows that the other person is his teammate. The rules mention that the system will not tell the player what other people's IDs are, even if they are teammates, they will not be directly displayed.

Players can ask themselves, or guess by the other person's words and deeds, it is one of the seven deadly sins.There are three chances to guess. If you guess wrong three times, the other party's ID will be kept secret forever.So Aoyagi Binguang didn't feel surprised when he saw that the other party's ID was a question mark; instead, the strange string of garbled characters behind it made him think deeply.

Although the system said that the other six players had different origins and were beings from another dimension, Aoyagi Binguang did not directly regard them as aliens to be eradicated.

His personality is not extreme, and he rarely kills a certain group of people with a single shot. More importantly, he has many things to ask them about, such as the important figures in the world and the future direction (plot).

As a result, he couldn't understand what the other party sent him.

He suddenly realized a problem.

If there are language barriers in different countries or regions, then surely the differences between languages ​​in different worlds will be even greater?As a result, even if the system provides Japanese translation, the other party cannot use it?
……

Qingliu Binguang put down his gun. He looked at the headless man and realized that he might have thought too much just now.

Most creators will directly use their own native language when creating a virtual world, and few will go out of their way to create a new language.If the other party is like this, it is obvious that he can hear and understand what he is saying.

He did not ask the other party why he sent a string of garbled codes for the time being, but confirmed again: "Can you hear my voice?"

The other person taps his neck.

He asked again: "Then can you see me?"

The other person tapped his neck again.

"You can see and hear..." Qingliu Binguang watched his movements, "But, you can't speak?"

This time the other party clicked his neck so that the black mist swayed along with it.

After confirming that the other party was also a player, Aoyagi Binguang's first reaction was not rejection, let alone happiness, but an indescribable confusion.

Why are time traveler players like this?
Are other time-travelers in such a strange state?
Since he is a player, is this black mist his skill?Teleport?Control the shadow?Or some other ability?This ability is very convenient for assassination...

Qingliu Binguang thought more and more.

Fortunately for him, because of his special status, the organization staff working here did not dare to wander around. Even if they wanted to call him for treatment, they would remind him at the door first and would not come in directly.

There was no surveillance in the house, only bugs, and he had tampered with it. Others would not notice that a special uninvited guest had broken into the house in a short period of time.

The only exception is Gin. He is the only one who will barge in without saying anything. I don't know why he left just now and when he will come back.

Seeing that the headless man was still stuck in place, Aoyagi Binguang temporarily recovered his thoughts and said to him: "It is too inconvenient to communicate like this now. Can you use the [chat] function of the system? You should be able to type, right?"

The headless man quickly touched the ring on his hand.The ring disappeared, a system pop-up window appeared in mid-air, and the other party quickly typed something on it.

【? ? : Yes, yes!It’s much easier to talk this way! !I was really suffocated just now. I did my body language for a long time and you didn’t respond. I thought you didn’t understand. 】

...He really didn't see that it was body language. Qingliu Binguang couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you just talk to me through the system?"

【? ? : I’m not familiar with the system functions yet, I forgot...]

Qingliu Binguang was silent.

Why does this time traveler give him the feeling that he is not very smart... No, he cannot let his guard down, the other person may be pretending.

"How did you get into the game?"

He looked at him and asked his most curious question.

——What is the basis for the system to select players?
Is it completely random, or is there a certain screening process that requires players to have certain qualities?
(End of this chapter)