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[2.0 version of the mall update completed]

[Retain the original exchangeable items anesthetic needle, enlightenment USB flash drive, replace the anesthetic watch, tracking glasses, tracking skateboard]

[The product list has been updated, please check it yourself. ]

Baichuan checks the updated product list.

[Judgment handcuffs] Looks like just an ordinary pair of handcuffs, but it has the power to spy on crimes. Just put your hands and the target's handcuffs together, you can see the target's crime index at a glance. It is a magic weapon to stay away from dangerous women!

Value: 100,000 heart-moving points

Remarks: Limited to one use per day.

[Spiritual coffee] Looks like just a can of ordinary coffee, but it has the function of replenishing mental power, solving the side effects of identification in time, and no longer worrying about being listless in front of your wife.

Value: 2,000 heart-moving points

Remarks: Drink a cup and stay strong all day.

[Clue Blind Box] It looks like an ordinary blind box, but when you open it, you will find a clue that you want most, which can play an unexpected role at a critical moment. Of course, there is also a 90% probability that it will be garbage, so are you lucky enough?

Value: 1000 points

Note: One-time item, it will disappear after reading.

Three new items appeared in the list, all of which are good things.

Especially the Judgment Handcuffs, this power is simply against the sky, except that the price is too expensive, everything else is an advantage.

If the Metropolitan Police Department gets this thing and distributes it in batches, it is estimated that the crime rate of the island country will drop by half.

Of course, things produced by the system must not be shared with others.

Can you come up with such a black technology product, and if someone knows about it, don’t you take it to slice it?

The second is spirit coffee, which Shirakawa needs too much now. Compared with the Judgment Handcuffs, it can be said to be good quality and cheap.

He has gradually discovered the disadvantages of using the identification technique. The more times he uses it, the heavier the mental burden is. Sometimes he even suffers from extreme mental exhaustion, splitting headaches, blurred vision, hallucinations, and other serious conditions, similar to the san value in the game.

Especially for the intermediate identification technique, the side effects are even higher than the primary identification technique.

For example, his usual san value is maintained at 100 points, which is a normal and energetic state.

Using the identification technique 1-3 times a day is within the tolerable range, and the san value drops by 1-10 points at most. He still has the value, and his spirit is already within the normal range, his thoughts are clear, his mind is flexible, and his state is good.

More than 3 times a day, the san value drops by 11-20 points, and his san value drops to 80, and his spirit is slightly depressed, but not serious.

More than 21-30 points a day, his san value drops to 70, and he will be distracted and unable to concentrate.

If you do it more than 10 times a day, your san value will drop by 31-40 points. When your san value reaches the critical point of 60, you will experience mental exhaustion and a splitting headache.

If you do it more than 30 times a day, your san value will drop by 51 points to only 40 points. You will experience mental exhaustion, blurred vision, and mild hallucinations. You can almost go to a mental hospital or a psychologist to report.

If it drops to 0 points, you can bury it directly.

Drinking ordinary coffee can only temporarily relieve this fatigue, but the effect can only last for about an hour.

And as the frequency of his coffee drinking increases, the effect of coffee is still decreasing.

But mental coffee is different. One cup can restore a whole day's mental strength. It is really efficient.

As for the clue blind box, when you have no idea about the matter, you may buy one to try.

Unfortunately, after upgrading the mall, the doctor was shy and only had 500 points of excitement, so he couldn't afford anything.

Three exciting products can only be watched, not touched.

Baichuan looked at the sleeping girl and couldn't bear to disturb her again.

[Why don't you find Mrs. Suzume? She's taking a bath next door. You can go over the balcony and enter her bathroom...]

Uh, again?

Shirakawa shook his head. His current state was not suitable for a confrontation with Suzume Naoko.

And she finally had a hobby other than himself. Shirakawa didn't want to disturb her. Let her study forensic knowledge. Maybe she doesn't want to be a Yakuza wife in the future. Maybe she will really become an excellent forensic doctor?

The next morning, when Shirakawa woke up, he found that the girl had changed her clothes.

Her silver hair was tied into two ponytails with a black hairband. She was wearing a simple white nightgown and sat next to Shirakawa obediently. She looked very cute.

"Good morning, Mie-chan."

"Good morning, Kuraki-kun, today is Kasugano Sora, please don't call me the wrong name."

Takeshima Mie blinked and gently called "Ouni~chan" in Shirakawa's ear.

Shirakawa felt a warm breeze blowing, as if a hundred ants suddenly climbed into his heart.

He looked at the innocent girl and asked gently,

"Did you get enough rest last night?"

"Yeah."

Takeshima Mie nodded.

Baichuan pulled her into the bed and began to accumulate heartbeat points.

[Heartbeat value +50]

[Heartbeat value +500]

[Heartbeat value +2500]

[Current heartbeat value accumulated 3550]

After accumulating, Baichuan asked Takeshima Mie to continue resting, and he got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

While making breakfast, I exchanged a cup of spirit coffee and a clue blind box from the mall.

The canned spirit coffee is about the same size as Wangzai milk. There is a row of twisted Japanese words "spiritual cohi desu" on the black package, which looks like a three-no product.

Shirakawa opened the lid and took a sip.

The taste is the same as instant coffee.

Gurgle.

Finished a can.

I feel that my mental power has been fully restored.

If there is a blue mental power card slot, I only had 70% before, but now it is 100%.

As for the clue blind box, it is a virtual blind box.

After opening it, a string of words is suspended in front of my eyes, which lasts for 5 seconds and then disappears.

[Is there any way to make two people together forever? Let's kiss as much as we want, and when the cement is poured into our bodies, our love will be permanently solidified and we will never separate. 】

Fuck!

What kind of clue is this?

Shirakawa rubbed his eyebrows.

Is it a hint that there is a yandere around me?

It seems that the 1000 heartbeat points were wasted, and no useful clues were found.

Shirakawa didn't know what he was expecting, or what he was afraid of.

This time, Takeshima Mie slept very deeply, from morning to noon.

Like the legendary sleeping beauty who would never wake up, she lay quietly on the bed, letting the warm sunshine shine on her.

Shirakawa gently rubbed her long hair,

"Mie-chan, let's eat first."

"Um~ It's sister Qiong."

Takeshima Mie stretched and climbed out of the bed. Her face was not very good.

"Okay, sister Qiong, let's eat."

Shirakawa looked a little distressed.

The two finished the meal quietly.

"Today we have to prepare things for the funeral."

Takeshima Mie suddenly spoke.

Shirakawa nodded.

"Onii-chan, but I have encountered a big problem."

"What?"

Shirakawa looked at the girl who suddenly became depressed.

"At least there should be friends at the funeral, but I don't seem to have any friends."

Takeshima Mie lowered her head.

"It's okay. If you like the hustle and bustle, I'll help you get a lot of people here."

Baichuan said gently.

"Don't invite those extras."

Takeshima Mie raised her head, and her clear eyes reflected the appearance of a young boy.

"Okay."

Baichuan nodded, and silently counted the friends he could find in his heart.

The friends of the Hemu High School Detective Agency, Chiyuki Mei, Yano Kokomi, Daisuke and Shima Ryota, the four of them obviously can't support such a big scene.

Mrs. Suzume, she has a group of members of the Yakuza Club, maybe she can come to support the scene, but she will make the funeral look like the death of a Yakuza boss, which feels very inconsistent.

Mrs. Ueo, if you bring your fans to participate, maybe you can catch one or two murderers among them.

It's better not to invite the two ladies.

The police officers of the third department of the first investigation of the Metropolitan Police Department seem to respect me very much. Officer Maori and Miss Shiraki Saya are also my friends, so I can invite them.

Shimotsuki Zhen can be invited. She is a lolita full of justice and emotions. She is easily infected by the emotions around her. She can be invited.

So, we should be able to get a table, right?

Takeshima Mie took out a stack of white invitations with gold-plated backgrounds from the pink suitcase.

Shirakawa was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the girl to have prepared such things.

The girl put the invitation on the table, divided it into two halves, pushed one half to Shirakawa, and kept the other half for herself.

"Then let's start writing the invitation."

Hey, hey, hey, why do I feel that this is not an invitation to a funeral? More like a wedding invitation?

Shirakawa complained in his heart and picked up the exquisite invitation.

First wrote the names of the detective agency members, then Mr. Yuko, Miss Shimotsuki Zhen, Miss Shiraki Saya, and Officer Mori Shuichi.

After finally writing 8 copies, I found that Takeshima Mie, who clearly said that she didn't have many friends, had already written a thick stack.

Takeshima Mie stretched lazily with a bright smile,

"Hmm~ I'm so tired, I'm done, Onii-chan, please write faster."

"Um... who did you write?"

Baichuan asked curiously.

"Dad, sister, sister, brother, brother, the rest are bodyguards, housekeepers, maids..."

Takeshima Mie counted them one by one, and suddenly found that she had missed some.

"Oh no, there are not enough invitations, I need to buy some more."

"No, there are enough, there are more here."