Terra Hotline, crime simulator

Maybe the pickets on the snowfield are better at catching criminals than the police here. They just need to tell them that the person they want to arrest is an infected person, but the pickets usually stay near the mines.

In this environment, once a crime occurs, it is not just a gangster gang fighting in a gang, but a group of serial killers who have no bottom line and are tortured to madness by the social environment of Ursus.

After Perseus completely disappeared, the police arrived belatedly.

"Damn, this lunatic ran off to get some tissue samples and call it a day, wait, why are you here? Put that poor girl down."

Officer Vermeer put away his crossbow, came to Malvo, shook his face with the flashlight, and said:

"...You let that serial murderer go, and I have absolutely certain evidence to prove that you and he are a team."

“Gosh, so what do you want me to do?

I'm just a college professor whose arms feel sore even when he hugs a high school girl. How could I beat this cruel guy? Okay, miss, it's time for you to come down. It's safe. "

Even under the bright flashlight, Malvo's expression remained unchanged. He didn't even blink.

It has to be said that the daughter of a noble family is well-nourished, and Natalia is really heavy. After just holding her for a minute, Malvo's arms began to feel sore.

He put down the reluctant Natalia, and it was obvious that Zao Lu was indeed suffering from some psychological shadow. She held Malvo's clothes and blinked her heterochromatic eyes, not daring to say a word.

"University professor? Damn it, are you the suspicious person that the village girl said? How did you know that this murderer would be hiding here?"

"If you want to talk about logic, you first need physical evidence. I bet you will never find the Elafia girl now, and the damn note is definitely not on you, because all of you Ursas people are You are the same, sensitive and violent. I am afraid that after getting the exact information, you will tear up the undocumented information excitedly.

Or maybe we shouldn't talk about logic, Officer Loban Vermeer, remember what I told you when the sun was setting?There are some roads you shouldn't take. Think about Zoya, think about it, she is still a student, right? "

Malvo pointed to his own eyes with his index finger and thumb, then pointed to the detective's eyes, then turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, sir, what's your name? Thank you for your help. I will definitely visit you some other day."

Seeing that her savior was about to leave, Natalia regained some sense and asked.

"For you, just call me Mikey. As for where I live, I think we will meet again in the future."

...........

It was not just an innocent and pitiful female high school student who died tonight, for example, Mirnov, a history teacher at Peterheim Middle School with ancestor ancestry.

An Ursus with the blood of the ancestors is really rare.

Malvo came to the dilapidated teachers' building behind Peterheim Middle School, and followed the information Kasheina had given him before to the seventh floor where Mirnov was located.

It was Kashena, not the black snake Cosiche. At this time, the old black snake was still possessing Tallulah. When Malvo found her in the northern city, he found this news that disappointed him.

So he could only have a friendly conversation with Kasheena, who was also a teacher at the University of History, as a "professor of history university". Kasheena was very interested in his origins, and Malvo casually made up the story that he graduated from Victoria School. He took out the identity of a down-and-out noble of Ursus, and took out the diploma and identity document that a mysterious person had forged for himself.

The most interesting part of the conversation was that Kasheena said that there are very few history university teachers in the Ursus Empire today, and she only knew a few of them, so Malvo got the information about Mirnov from her.

In order to thank her for this useful information, the "snake jelly" dish on the recipe was arranged at the end. This was also one of the reasons why he came here to find Tallulah.

because.

Malvo opened the door lightly, and with the dull sound of furry walking, a tall, furry figure opened the door.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

This was an Ursus ancestor with white fur. He stared down at Malvo and asked in a strong voice.

"I heard that all people with ancestor blood are vegetarians. Is this true? After all, those animals are a bit like their animal relatives in their eyes."

Malvo asked straight to the point.

"...Go away...psycho..."

This is a relatively normal reaction. After all, no one can tolerate being disturbed by a stranger at night and asking such a boring question. The moment Mirnov closed the door, Malvo stepped in with one foot.

"...Don't be so rude, Mr. Luper, I think you need to give every ancestor the respect they deserve."

Like every Ursus, Mirnov clenched his fists, trying to teach Malvo a lesson.

“Don’t worry, I’ll give my food the respect it deserves.”

A sharp claw knife appeared in Malvo's hand at some point, and then he waved his arm gently, but the speed had turned into an afterimage in the eyes of the other party.Monthly fee ('group 69:493)61'35

Then a blood line appeared on Mirnov's neck, and then blood flowed gurglingly on his shoulders, staining his thick white fur. His eyes widened and he fell backward reluctantly, waving his arms, trying to catch What, but that doesn't help.

Boom-!

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

"I hope you have a powerful freezer and a set of sharp kitchen utensils at home."

Malvo closed the door and dragged the body of the history teacher he was about to replace to the kitchen. Blood flowed along the crack of the door into the corridor outside.

[Wheat seeds are sown into the earth, furry eats the wheat seeds, furry pollutes the earth wantonly, furry refuses life, life needs Mikey, and Mikey steps forward! Kill furry!Kill furry! ]

...........

Sonia (Lin Dong) has not seen her history teacher for three days, but this is good news for her. She has always disliked those dry history classes.

To be precise, she didn't like any academic disciplines, she liked the hard-charging Colombian rock scene, the beer, and the gang fights.

"My intuition tells me that there is an idiot nearby. It turns out to be the general from Peterheim Middle School. This is the territory of our East Campus. You are not welcome. Get out!"

For example, now, while walking in the school square as usual, Sonia met members of other clubs who came to provoke her.

"Tsk, you are a bunch of losers, why don't you have a better memory?!"

Having said that, Sonia didn't bother to talk. She just rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, grabbing the strongest guy and beating him.

The style of this school is the classic Ursus style. When students start to fight in groups, a large group of students will be attracted to the side and they will shout cheers, and the teachers passing by will not stop them. On the contrary, they will yell Note which student will win.

"Beat him! General Winter!"

"Zarov, don't lose to a bitch!"

"...!!"

At this moment, Malvo, with a book under his arm and square eyes, squeezed in. He glanced at the two people who were struggling together and said:

"You're not doing it right, you have to put your forearm on the back of his neck and grab his elbow with your other hand so he's suffocating."

Malvo tried to gesture with his movements. After hearing this, Lin Dong kicked the noble student away from him.

"Go away, you useless piece of trash. I'll beat you up every time I see you."

This battle obviously ended with General Winter's victory, and the watching students quickly dispersed.

Sonia picked up her schoolbag, spat, and rolled her eyes at the tall and thin man who suddenly appeared.

"Sukabu! Where did you come from as a nerd? How dare you teach me how to fight?"

"I'm not teaching you to fight."

Malvo paused and said:

"I'm teaching you to kill someone."

"......"

Sonia's eyes widened and she was speechless for a moment.

kill?Is he serious?No matter what, Sonia hated this feeling of being suddenly taught a lesson.

"...It sounds like you have killed someone before. If you really have the guts, then go and kill one for me."

Sonia said unwillingly.

"Then who do you want me to kill?"

Malvo asked.

"The student I beat up just now is Zaroff from the East Campus Club. He always comes to trouble me."

"Then what's the price? There must be a price for letting me kill people."

"The price is that you will always become my boss, and I, Sonia, will follow you for life. How about that?"

Judging by his dress, he seemed to be a teacher. How could a school teacher really kill someone? Sonia thought.

"Okay, I promise you, but class is about to start now, you'd better rush to the classroom quickly."

Malvo smiled and agreed.

"The next period is history class. I'm too lazy to take it. History is the most boring thing."

She said, taking out a bottle of beer from her backpack and drinking it in one gulp, and then left in a swagger. Malvo glanced at Sonia's leaving back, and then walked towards the classroom.

"Something happened to your last history teacher, Mr. Mirnov. I am your new history teacher. You can call me Malvo."

When the bell rang, Malvo walked into the classroom with a smile, put the lesson plan on the table, wrote his name on the blackboard, and introduced himself, but the students below let out a sigh, but he didn't care at all.

"Dear Gummy Bears, let me first make it clear that I am not the charitable teacher Mirnov. I promised your principal that I will be very responsible for you. Absences and tardiness will be recorded as attendance, and the history test will be Very strict...be careful not to fail."

One thing Kashena said is right. The future people of Ursus rarely pay attention to the past. There is no one in the classroom now. The only person sitting in the front row is Gumi, the silly foodie in Malvo's influence.

Although it was lunch time after this get out of class, she seemed to be starving.

"Gumi, put down your textbooks. Eating everything will only harm you. Study hard. I'll treat you to the delicacies I made myself for lunch, Yakolevich red sausage with corn kernels."

Malvo said, tapping the table with his index finger.

"Really? Then you are a really good teacher."

Gumi's eyes lit up when he heard Malvo say this.Skirt six "玖④⑨三'⑥一③五

"Ha ha ha ha....."

But there was a sound of ridicule below.

"Okay, put away your laughter. Next, let's learn about the Battle of Blood Peak."

This class was as usual, no one was listening at all, and there were a few troublemakers who took the lead in disrupting the order of the class, but Malvo didn't care about it at all, he just attended class on his own.

When get out of class was about to end, a red figure slipped in from the back door of the classroom.

"Sonia, you dare to skip my class today, which makes me very angry. Come to my office after school tonight, or I will fail your class and you will have to decide on your own."

Malvo put away the lesson plan and said to the stunned Sonia.

Chapter 149 Enjoying lunch with the bears

After the history class, Malvo called Sonia and Radha (Gumi) to his office. Before that, he had used disinfectant to clean up the traces left by the previous furry teacher.

Since his credentials as a professor of history were so well forged, the rector personally met with this high-level talent and promised him a one-person office soon.

Malvo lay casually on the leather sofa. There were almost no teachers in the office at this point. They all went to the cafeteria to eat.

"I have bad news for you. Your furry history teacher Mirnov has gone on a trip and I'm afraid he won't be back for a while. Sit down, gummy bears."

Malvo reached out and motioned for the two bears to sit across from him. Then he took out two insulated lunch boxes and lunch forks from his backpack on the table and placed them in front of them, saying:

"I'm very careful about what I put in my stomach, so I almost always prepare my own food and use a little protein to make up for what I lost in the morning."

Gumi couldn't help but smell the aroma coming from the lunch box, and her saliva almost flowed out. Malvo handed a lunch box to her and said:

"This is a reward for good children. You are the one who listens most carefully to my class. Come on, try my skills. I believe that the sausage I just mixed last night will definitely not disappoint you."

Hearing what Malvo said, Gumi opened the lunch box excitedly, and a scent of meat and corn kernels that tantalized people's taste buds suddenly filled the entire office.

"Mmm, it's so delicious..."

Gumi picked up a piece of sausage with a fork and put it in her mouth to taste it slowly. Then her desire to eat seduced her into forking another piece. Malvo propped up his chin and watched Gumi eat with a smile.

Sonia, on the other hand, held her chest with both hands, pouted and glanced into the distance, but her Adam's apple squirming slightly betrayed her, she was also very hungry now.

"How long are you going to stay hungry with a bad face on your face?"

Malvo opened the lunch box. The food inside was different from Gumi's. It contained a large piece of bone-in barbecue and two lettuce leaves.

"What kind of tricks are you playing? If you want to punish me, just tell me honestly. I hate the idea of ​​being polite first and then attacking."

Well, Sonia was still afraid that Malvo would fail her class. Although the tuition at Peterheim Middle School was free, it did not mean that the school's education system was poor and the teachers would not leave students alone.

If she really fails the exam, Sonia's shameful title of "General Winter" may be carried over to the next class.

"Keep quiet while eating. Your 'Usus War Cry' is not needed here. If you dare to speak more than sixty decibels, I will really dare to fail your exam."

Malvo made a silencing gesture

"Tsk..."

Sonia didn't use a fork, just grabbed the barbecue and put it in her mouth to chew. Then her brows relaxed and she chewed big mouthfuls.

"Hmm... This tastes really good... What kind of meat is it? By the way, do you have any wine? Almost every teacher will prepare one in the office.

bottle of wine. "