No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

No wonder she didn't care if someone invited her to drink tea, it turned out to be obsessed with games.

"Yes, the design of your game consoles is very beautiful. And it's exciting, very popular in the United States. I have to wait in a long line every time to play, it's really exhausting. So I came to Japan to be an English teacher. , so that every day after school, you can have fun.”

Hearing such reasons and English in bulk, Conan could not laugh or cry.

However, he is a game rookie.

Knowing that he had no right to speak, he remained silent.

Suzuki Sonoko leaned back in disbelief:

"Could it be that Teacher Judy came to our high school to teach English just to play games?"

"That's right, please, don't tell anyone else. If something goes wrong and I get fired, I won't be able to play in the future. It's too hard for a foreigner like me to find a job in Japan. Today's event is a secret, you must keep it a secret for me."

Mao Lilan nodded, she wouldn't be so rude, and ran to tell the principal:

"No problem, I won't tell you. But Mr. Judy, your move just now was so handsome!"

Hearing the compliment, Judy Stalin smiled confidently:

"Really? Do you want to play a more exciting game?"

"Okay."

She took the two students to a game console called Super Warrior Spirit.

Teacher Judy, who is familiar with the road, assisted Maurilan to put on the game console helmet.

After the coin was selected, the machine locked her hands and feet:

"Hey, Teacher Judy, this is..."

"Don't be afraid, Maori classmate, this is the most high-tech somatosensory game at present. As long as you wave your hand at the screen, the characters in it will move. Moreover, if you are injured in the game, your body will also feel sore and numb."

If Suzuki Qiaoqiao was on the scene, he would definitely call him an expert.

Before he crossed, he had almost just advanced into VR.

Unexpectedly, the technology in this world has reached this level.

"When, when, when."

As the bell rings, the challenge begins.

After a few punches, Mao Lilan gradually regained his composure.

Her karate soul seems to be burning:

When are you coming back, washing machine!

Mao Lilan shouted in his heart, and shot one after another, knocking down the enemy with a storm-like attack.

Staring at the words you win, Teacher Judy praised:

"The first time you played, you beat your opponent, Maori classmates are amazing."

Suzuki Sonoko raised his chin and introduced very proudly:

"Unexpectedly, Xiaolan once won the championship in the Kyoto Karate Competition."

Suddenly, a new character appeared on the screen.

"Hey, Teacher Judy, what's going on?"

Judy looked around and explained:

"It should be other real players, challenging you."

Her eyes quickly fell on a man in red:

"This person is a master, you have to be careful."

"no problem!"

Maorilan was full of confidence and tried to fight back.

Although the entire character threw his fists fast, he kept standing in the same place, and the attack range was limited.

On the other hand, the enemy kept coming up to attack, and then opened up the distance.

Repeatedly, in less than 40 seconds, the character chosen by Xiaolan was kited to death.

The man behind him took off his somatosensory helmet and shouted:

"Since you lose, you should step aside. Your current position is Lao Tzu's golden throne."

Suzuki Sonoko wrapped her arms around her arms and was very uncomfortable hearing this:

"What? Is this your home?

If she is cruel, she can buy this place directly.

At this time, the staff of the game hall came to the machine and squatted down.

Use the key to open the case and take out the game coins inside:

"Mr. Wei Teng is an old player here, and he can use his movements flexibly. If he is a beginner, he has no chance of winning."

"What do you mean by that? Are we weak?"

Seeing that her best friend held injustice for her, Mao Lilan voluntarily gave up her position and comforted:

"Alright, alright, Sonoko, it's just a game, don't be angry."

The two had just left the game console, and a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette not far away reminded:

"Little sister, after all, this thing is just a game console, not a real fight. You can look back at his movements. It only needs a slight shake to operate, and it doesn't require wasted effort."

Suzuki Sonoko didn't listen at all, holding Maurilan's arm:

"There doesn't seem to be any fun here, let's go."

Judy didn't want to go back so early, and asked:

"Please, let me play this racing game, and then go after you finish?"

The two had no reason to refuse, they could only agree.

While Judy was racing, someone challenged Mr. Wei Teng.

The big screen in the game hall begins to broadcast the fighting match live.

The role of Mr. Oteng seems to have an overwhelming victory.

He keeps attacking and throws punches fast.

Sometimes uppercuts, sometimes straight punches, hit the enemy with no strength to fight.

Soon, the opponent's character was beaten to shreds of blood.

At this time, as long as you go up and make a punch, you can take the head and win.

But the character it manipulated stood there, not moving at all.

20 seconds, fleeting.

When a reminder of a draw popped up on the interface, the onlookers were very confused:

"What are you doing, you can win with one punch. Why don't you fight, do you want to humiliate?"

"It doesn't matter, it's all a draw, it always doesn't feel right."

Hearing the word 'not right', Conan's glasses suddenly reflected.

His eyes narrowed and he came to Mr. Wei Teng.

But found that the other party stayed in place, his eyes gradually lost focus.

Is this... dead?

Chapter 255 I Know A Hammer!

Rice Flower City, Metropolitan Police Department.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao sat in the office, drinking tea leisurely.

He glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was five-fifty.

In another 10 minutes, you can clock out of get off work.

Thinking of this, Suzuki Qiaoqiao closed the book on criminal psychology and stretched.

"Morning, Morning..."

Seeing the caller ID of the Mumu Police Department, he reluctantly held his forehead.

I don't come early, I don't come late, but I come to call after get off work.

"Brother Suzuki, I have something to trouble you, go downstairs now."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao guessed that there was another murder and asked:

"Is it another case reported by Kogoro Mouri this time?"

"No." The Mumu Police Department paused: "It was the case reported by Maurilan."

There are three members of the Death God team, and no one is wrong to report the case.

Don't look at Suzuki Qiaoqiao's mouth, but his body is still very honest.

He put on his coat and went downstairs, took a police car, and went to the scene of the crime.

……

After the police arrived, they began to cordon off the scene.

There are about thirty or forty people in the game hall.

When Suzuki Joe Bridge walked near the gate, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd:

"Look, it's the criminal investigation consultant of the Mihua Police Department!"

"Really, I'm more handsome than on TV."

"Hey, if I were so handsome, I would applaud the girl until my legs go weak every day."