Terra Hotline, crime simulator

At this time there was a knock on the door, and Richard looked up at the clock. It was already seven o'clock in the morning.

"Read the newspapers, Richard. There was something big going on at the Volsini Hotel last night. A Texan family from Colombia..."

But in Lavinia's eyes, there are many things that are more important than the "big thing" that happened last night, such as the mental state of the person in front of her.

"You...you smoked again? Richard?"

Lavinia wrinkled her nose and spoke with a hint of displeasure, but she soon realized something was wrong. She had the impression that Richard only smoked when he was depressed.

Before Richard met Lavinia, the former's emotions were not very stable.

"What happened to your injuries?! Who did this to you?!"

After seeing the bandage on Richard's shoulder, Lavinia's tail exploded like a she-wolf protecting her cubs, and her usually solemn expression revealed

Cold and angry.

"I don't know which family member set the arrow. It was too dark last night and I couldn't see clearly...ahem..."

Richard coughed a few times and showed a pale and decadent smile, which stung Lavinia's heart even more. She remembered what other senior judges had said:

"We judges are here to survive. In order not to disappear suddenly like the previous few people, we must curry favor with the family. Lavinia, justice comes at a price, and we can't bear it."

She had already guessed what happened last night. Because of the fair and just verdict, the family members were dissatisfied. If this dissatisfaction could not be vented on herself, she could only take revenge from the people around her.

"Tell me their appearance, Richard, and I will go back to find them, and I will make them receive the punishment they deserve!"

This was the first time that Richard saw Lavinia really angry. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, her wolf ears were tense, her hands were clenched, and the corners of her mouth were twitching indiscriminately, revealing her pointed tiger fangs.

So cute.

[Richard, if Lavinia knew the truth, she would probably kill you with her own hands. ]

"Then what? Without evidence, Lavinia, they won't admit it. You know what families do."

Hearing Richard's somewhat feeble words, Lavinia's amber eyes flashed with a touch of darkness. She quietly wrapped her hands around Richard's waist and buried her face in his chest, her wolf ears drooping. down.

Richard also hugged her soft body tightly. Lavinia felt a little damp on her body, and he smelled the fragrance of conditioner on her body.

"Sorry, Richard, I know my request was a bit excessive at the beginning. You should have been able to go to other cities in Colombia and become a lawyer and have a better future."

“Pfft—is this your attitude in apologizing?”

Richard held her face and gently kneaded Lavinia's cheeks with his hands until the latter's eyes became serious.

"Okay... Lavinia, what happened last night? Let me guess, did the killer show up again?"

After kissing her on the cheek and suppressing his smile, Richard let go of Lavinia, sat on the sofa, and motioned for her to put the newspaper on the coffee table.

"More than 60 people died. The envoys from the Colombian and Texas families were almost completely wiped out. Only the family representative, Chelinina, survived."

When it came to business, Lavinia became the majestic city-state judge who kept strangers away.

"Have you caught him yet?"

Richard asked.

"The killer committed suicide by jumping off a building. His body was scattered in pieces. We found his crime tools at the scene."

Having said this, Lavinia took out a few photos and placed them on the coffee table. Needless to say, they were silenced firearms that had been smashed to pieces with only parts left.

"The high-end gun weapon of unknown model is probably related to a large arms company in Colombia based on its appearance."

"Oh, the murderer has good taste and even spray-painted the weapon with gradient disco."

Richard poured a cup of tea from the coffee table, pursed his lips and said.

"...That's not the key to the problem, Richard. The key is that the murderer's face was cut and processed."

Lavinia took out another disgusting photo of flesh and blood and said eloquently:

"Look, his face was cut into a flat surface using some kind of machine. I suspect it was an action by some large force behind the scenes to prevent his identity from being exposed. Moreover, not far from the hotel, the only person who saw the killer was The Texas family members with faces were taken away, leaving only the charred remains of the car..."

Seeing Lavinia's serious analysis, Richard felt ridiculous. She might be a good judge, but she was definitely not a competent police officer.

She could only rely on her imagination to analyze the case.

"Okay, Lavinia, what should you do next?"

Richard interrupted her analysis.

"I will continue to pursue this case. I swore to the head of the family that the murderer must be brought to justice, but before that..."

Lavinia said as she took off her heavy judge's uniform and looked at Richard with an aggressive gaze.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Lavinia was facing Richard, bent down, pressed his shoulders with both hands, exposed her white thighs strangled by stockings, and pressed his knees.

Lavinia's face was almost close to Richard's, and he could smell her warm, rapid breath.

"A man from Syracuse usually looks for a wife who is like his mother. The values ​​of such women are very simple, as long as they try their best to take care of the family, but I... am different."

Chapter 24 Relaxing and Pleasant Reality (Part [-])

He stroked his fingertips down Lavinia's smooth and tender back, kissed her delicate skin, and listened to her lovely sounds.

Richard's dry mind, soaked in blood, gradually calmed down.

"Richard...do you think I can represent justice?"

Green wolf eyes glowed in the darkness, staring at Richard's blue pupils with hope and desire. Before the latter could answer the question, Lavinia's hands coiled around his neck like snakes. Above, the red lips plant strawberries on Richard's face domineeringly.

"We are just puppets

It's just a group of puppets who bear the name of justice but can't do anything. "

she sighed.

"You are a bit pessimistic, Lavinia. Your road has just begun. Maybe in the future..."

Lavinia closed his mouth with her tongue.

There is no rest now, the second round of fighting will soon resume.

Lavinia's love is contrary to her reserved status as a judge. She firmly grasps the right to attack. Richard is curious whether this behavior was caused by excessive ridicule to her. a kind of revenge.

The hot skin was close to Richard's chest, and the latter seemed to see a hint of trying a prisoner in court from her eyes.

After an ups and downs of fierce fighting, Richard felt that the world had become quiet, and all he could hear in his ears was his own increasingly amplified heartbeat.

"Richard, hey, don't scare me!"

Seeing Richard stretching out his arms and lying weakly on his crotch in a big pose, Lavinia felt a little guilty. Was she pushing a little too hard?After all, Richard is still a little injured.

"I'm fine...Nia, I'm just thinking, if only this city could run according to our wishes, maybe we don't have to worry about the bad things between these damn families now, we I will travel to other cities, to Yanguo, to Victoria..."

"It's okay, so are you ready for the third round?"

Lavinia gasped and pushed up her bangs, which were wet with sweat, on the right side of her forehead. The burning light in her eyes did not diminish at all.

Richard: "....?!"

"Richard, the word future is too far away and elusive for us. At least for now, let's seize the present first."

Lavinia gently licked the bandage on Richard's shoulder, the love in her eyes revealed inadvertently.

"In order to ensure your safety in the future, you must stay with me 24 hours a day."

[Then came the third round, then the fourth round, and you can’t even remember which round it was. ]

When Lavinia and I woke up from bed, we found that it was already dusk and the rain outside seemed to have stopped.

"Richard, accompany me to a funeral tomorrow as a friend of the Bellone family."

Lavinia braided her loose hair and let it hang on her chest. Richard felt that she looked a little more feminine now.

"...Whose funeral? Those of the family members? So many people died, what a waste of time."

Richard replied weakly.

"Dmitri, the one we visited in the hospital a few days ago, the cause of death has not been found yet."

"Fine....."

"Okay, don't be sluggish. It's rare that the weather clears up. Come and go out for a walk with me."

Lavinia said with a rosy face.

........

[Maybe you have to think of a safe word with her in the future, otherwise, you will see the revolving door of your own death on the bed, what a joke. ]

[Obtained stage simulation reward: Greenham (Rabbit)’s mask. ]

[Ability: Greatly increase movement speed. ]

[Wait, emergency detected!The system will force the host to exit the simulation! ]

Mikey suddenly woke up from the bed and found that the dark bedside was covered with masks. They were all rewards obtained from the reincarnation simulation.

Turning on the desk lamp, I found that the hour hand pointed to seven o'clock, and the time to start silent meditation was six o'clock in the evening.

I slept for at least twelve hours.

"With so many masks...can I only wear one at a time?"

Mikey looked worried at the animal hood still stained with blood.

Jingle Bell--!

The phone, oh no, it was the juice concentrate in front of the bed rang.

"Hey, system, what danger do you mean?"

Mikey asked.

[Three family members have come to your door. They should be looking for trouble. Put on your hoods and tell them that Richard is back! ]

"Wait, let me go to the refrigerator to get something to eat first. I want to eat a box of Syracuse macaroni, oh no, I want to eat two boxes."

After drinking the concentrated juice in his hand, he heard the last roar left by the system in his ears:

[Ninth reincarnation, how could you become like this? !Eat your coins to death! ]

"Ignorant system. If I prepare a gift for my next life, I will definitely prepare a harem simulation system instead of a so-called crime simulation system."

Mikey sighed, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out two boxes of macaroni that were about to expire, and heated them in the microwave.

The memory of that life as Richard has almost come to mind, and the other people in that house have also had a little impression.

"I was once Longmen's most feared nightmare, and a smiling demon wandering on the Ursus Icefield... But I have no memory of the eighth life, because in that life I had become a god and was independent of others. Out of reincarnation?"

Ding-dong-!

The doorbell interrupted Richard's thoughts.

He took Richard's mask and opened the door, only to find three family thugs in white suits standing outside the door.

"Hello, sir, I am Andrew from Saluzzo's house. Did you hurt Coffee?"

Mr. Jeff from the store? "

The thug in the middle, who looked about the same age as Mikey, had a false smile. He had his hands behind his back, probably holding a short stick. The other two thugs took advantage of their tall bodies. , rudely squeezed through the door.

They surrounded Mikey.

"No...Gentlemen, I did not do this. This is all Mr. Crowbar's responsibility. I will take you to see him."

Mikey smiled flatteringly.

"Really... Then take us to meet Mr. Crowbar you are talking about."

The goon who calls himself Andrew seems very patient.

"Okay, please come with me."

Mikey brought the three of them into the living room, and one of the thugs guarded the door to ensure that the young man and Mr. Crowbar as he called him could leave from here.

"Come out, Mr. Crowbar, don't be shy, it's time for others to apologize."

Mikey said as he took the crowbar off the wall, and the next second, he put on Richard's hood.

"Wait...! You are?!"

The stories that happened in the first life are now being merged with the reality of the ninth life, so some people's unpleasant memories will also be awakened.

"It's been seven years, Lavinia, and you still hate me?"