Chapter 1182 The Fatal Game Begins (VIII)
Ask Sancho himself...
Ask Sancho himself? ? ?
Futaba turned her head very mechanically and slowly following the book spirit's gaze. A pair of beautiful big eyes looked blankly at Frank Hughes, who had a stern expression. After being stunned for a while, her lips opened slightly. A clear and sweet sound was made——
“Huh?”
"Ah this..."
Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and nodded slightly in front of the girl in front of him, whose expression management was gradually losing control, and her pretty face was slowly distorting: "I didn't expect it at first. That Rose Georgia will be you Futaba."
"So you are really in the same dungeon with me?"
Futaba rushed to Mo Tan with a ferocious expression. After the ground was settled He picked up the reporter's collar and shouted angrily: "You are still playing the role of San Qiao?"
Mo Tan raised his hands with a wry smile, and at the same time leaned down considerately, so that the other person did not have to stand on tiptoes when glaring at him. , helplessly said: "Not to mention what 'copy' means, listening to what Futaba you and Mr. Shuling just said, it seems that I was really in the same place as you before, um, Baiying City in Georgia."
"What's going on?"
Futaba clutched Mo Tan's collar and turned to glare at Shu Ling: "Why are this guy and I in the same story!"
Shu Ling blinked and asked expressionlessly: "I said you two wouldn't be able to Being sent into a story?"
Futaba: "...Nima."
Obviously, Shu Ling didn't say this. In other words, she It is completely normal to enter the same school as Frank Hughes in front of me,
In other words -
"Frank and I have become the protagonists of this story called [Sunset] at the same time."
The girl narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth and said: "And I still lose. !”
Shu Ling immediately shook his head and corrected: “That’s not the case, Ms. Shuangye, judging from the results, both you and Mr. Frank have achieved both ‘Rose Georgia’ and ‘San Joe’. What people are supposed to do, not only that, but what you did is much better than those two [prototypes], so there is no such thing as winning or losing, or... you both won."
"I am better than Sancho in history."
Mo Tan showed a soft smile to Futaba and smiled: "And Futaba, you are better than Rose Georgia in history. This is probably what Mr. Shu Ling wants to say."
Futaba snorted and angrily let go of the other party's collar. He asked angrily: "So, what is the 'goal' that Shu Ling told you?"
"Escape from Baiying City safely."
Mo Tan directly ignored the first step in the mission just now. A completion condition that was directly calculated on its own? ? ? The content was told, and then he scratched his hair in embarrassment and said with a smile: "But unlike Miss Futaba, I should have taken advantage of it more or less in this story, otherwise at that time, It must be difficult to fly under the formation."
Futaba frowned and asked doubtfully: "Which formation was it at that time?"
"As far as I know, in history, Rose Georgia did not use any force other than the Guards."
Mo Tan said briskly while adjusting his collar: "Because of this, She misjudged the strength of Baghdad Alphonse and failed to do so on the spot. He killed the Brilliant City group headed by San Joe and let them break out of the city. But if I read correctly, Futaba, you should have mobilized the entire city's defense force just now. Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for me to escape like Sancho in history."
Futaba looked at her coldly and said angrily: "But you still ran away."
"Yes, because I have read about this story before, luckily Yes, because I had a lot of resonance with Angus Georgia, I still watched it at the time. Seriously."
Mo Tan smiled, with a harmless look on his face: "So after being told by Mr. Shu Ling that I was 'San Qiao' and the name of 'Bai Ying City', I quickly Recalling that content, I started to protect myself.”
Futaba wrinkled her nose and looked at him gloomily: "You...how did you do it specifically?"
"I simply exchanged feelings with my guards and found out who I was. A substitute who should die in the spirit wilderness."
Mo Tan shrugged and said briskly: "This is not difficult, because of that. The young man is quite similar to me in terms of age and appearance."
Futaba pushed up his glasses with his middle finger and continued to ask: "Then what?"
"Then I will. Let him put on San Qiao's clothes, give a few simple instructions and leave the hotel in the name of the substitute."
Mo Tan told the truth very sincerely, and his attitude was so good that he could tell everything he knew. "Then I went to find a house across the street, stole a few clothes, and simply changed my clothes."
Shuangyeliu frowned slightly, raised his hand and interrupted: "Wait a minute, you said you changed your disguise, but those bastards of mine told me that 'including San Qiao', the entire group of Brilliant City Everyone was arrested, not a few of them!”
“That’s right, after all, after staying in the Georgia Territory for so long, the number of people is no longer a secret.”
Mo Tan. He touched the tip of his nose and smiled sheepishly: "I also took this into consideration, so before I changed my clothes, I killed a healthy-looking man and put Mr. Substitute's bodyguard uniform on him."< br>
Futaba was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say?!"
"I killed a relatively healthy man and put him in the clothes of San Joe's servant."
Mo Tan repeated it obediently and explained: "And the original parts of the body were still there. Basically, we did secondary damage and tried our best to disguise him so that even if he was discovered, we would immediately think of "this person was fatally injured in the chaos, barely escaped from the scene and finally died somewhere". After setting up the situation, they simply arranged the scene and left..."
"Wait a minute!"
Fangye raised his hand to interrupt Mo Tan, staring at the latter steadily: " You killed someone!"
"Yes, after all, the problem of numbers is not easy to solve. If the other party feels that the body is not suitable, the possibility of causing complications is too high."
Mo Tan nodded vigorously and smiled reservedly: "I discovered a very interesting thing, that is, in the story of Mr. Shuling, as San Qiao, I am much stronger than Frank Hugh in terms of physical fitness. Si, although he is probably not a strong man, he can still kill an ordinary person in a sneak attack. To be honest, if it were my own body For quality, I’m afraid I can only find those old people or young people. In that case, the risk is too great.”
Futaba fell silent, and she just stared at Frank Hughes’s gentle and gentle eyes. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "You killed someone, Frank Hughes, and you seemed to kill him very skillfully."
< br>"Uh...actually, I have not killed anyone, because that is not a skill that a bard should master, not to mention my talent in combat is very appalling." Mo Tan shook his head in embarrassment. He shook his head and smiled: "But I am not myself in the story, but 'San Joe', the young master of the Brilliant City."
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Futaba took a deep breath and looked at this man with a gloomy expression that she didn't understand very well, and now he seemed to be shrouded in a fog: "So? You want to Tell me, is the man Diana chooses a madman who can take lives without restraint as long as he has the conditions to commit a crime?”
"No one should take away life wantonly."
There was still a polite and decent smile on his lips, and there was no distracting thought in Frank Hughes's clear black eyes: "But everyone also has something to do. The right to fight for survival. I hate the despicable act of depriving innocent people of their lives. I will never do it myself. However, under certain circumstances, I don’t mind depriving others of their lives. But There must be a reason."
"Reason?"
Futaba raised his eyebrows, but his expression gradually softened: "For example?"
"For example, if I learn that someone wants to harm Diana for some reason, then, as long as I can do it, I will not hesitate to kill that person, no matter how despicable the method is."
Mo Tan gave an example without thinking, and then scratched his cheek with a smile: "Although this kind of thing is almost impossible to happen in reality, after all, people like me probably can't do anything about things that can threaten Diana. "It's settled."
"Oh, although I didn't think you were a saint at first, I heard it with my own ears. What you said makes me quite happy."
The corner of the girl's mouth raised slightly, and her eyes looking at Mo Tan were filled with a rare hint of approval: "That's why you did it when you were San Qiao. ..."
"Yes, although I prefer An to Sancho and his father who is willing to do everything for the Sun Dynasty. Gus Georgia Lord, but since the person I play is the former, then I can only do something that is reasonable and reasonable at least from San Joe's point of view."
Mo Tan Dian. He nodded and continued to talk about what he did when he was 'San Joe': "After that, I shaved my head with a stolen knife. , trying to turn himself into a poor man living a poor life and sitting on the street. To be honest, this is not a good choice. After all, under the governance of Angus, Baiying City, which is the center of the Georgia Territory, is already quite wealthy, but even so , that was the best choice San Joe could make at that time, he must understand the situation."
"Haha, so you are pretending to be a tramp while witnessing with your own eyes the siege and suppression of the people of Brilliant City by my bastards..."
Futaba clapped her hands gently, with a pretty face. Not only did his little face show no signs of depression, it was even filled with a little joy: "In the end, I... that is, 'Rose Georgia' thought that it was done, and then solved the problem of Bai Yingcheng Escaped calmly after the blockade?"
Mo Tan smiled modestly: "That's probably it."
"Wonderful, very wonderful."
Fang Ye. Licking the corner of his mouth, he also laughed: "Although you not only failed to win, but also ruined my girl's good deeds, I still want to praise you a few words."
Mo Tan leaned over slightly, raised his right hand and pressed it on his chest: "It's a great honor to be praised."
"Heh."
After sneering, Shuangye turned his gaze again Turning to the Shu Ling next to him, he asked: "Who, according to the standard I just mentioned, how much would Frank's performance in the story get?"
Shu Ling turned to Mo Tan, Under the latter's curious gaze, he said: "Probably around one hundred and thirty."
[Tsk, this guy's degree of completion is actually a bit higher than mine. 】
Futaba curled her lips, sat lazily on the chair behind her, crossed her legs and asked casually: "By the way, in the story just now, how far should I go to get a full score of 200 points?"
“Kill the real San Joe.”
Shu Ling gave the expected answer, calmly He said: "Besides, Ms. Futaba, who did not let the Brilliant City's envoys leave Baiying City and successfully annihilated everyone, has done your best,"
Futaba laughed dryly. With a sound, he did not show hostility towards Frank Hughes who had theoretically disturbed his good affairs, but narrowed his eyes as if he was sleeping and began to review.
The purpose is simple, that is, do you have the chance to achieve your goal perfectly when 'San Joe' has made the above move?
Mo Tan, on the other hand, after Shuangye put on a "don't bother me" expression, wisely did not come forward to disturb her, but asked Shu Ling like the latter: "So, Mr. Shu Ling, what about For the 'San Joe' I just played, what is the best level?"
"If it is based on the standards given by Ms. Futaba..."
Shu Ling He glanced at Mo Tan and said lightly: "First of all, First, San Qiao, the young lord of Brilliant City, needs to escape from Baiying City without any injuries. Under this premise, at least 80% of his guards must survive, and then... kill Rose Georgia."
ink Tan subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Futaba, who had just finished the 'review', and said in shock: "Killing Rose Georgia? How is this possible?"
"Of course it is possible."
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Futaba rubbed his forehead a little tiredly and hummed softly: "Whether it's the San Joe you play who kills Qiangwei, or the Qiangwei I play who kills San Qiao, it's not an impossible task in theory, it's just that there are some It's just too harsh."
She stood up, weakly walked to Shu Ling, and sneered twice: "You are so cruel."
Shu Ling is fine. He said slowly: "I have never asked you two to achieve that level. Those 'perfect' conditions just now are only the result of considering your requirements, Ms. Futaba."
" I know, I know."
Seemingly tired, Futaba waved his hands gently, then turned his head and glanced at Frank Hughes who had been a little restless since just now: " Why, are you in a hurry to go back?”
The latter nodded without hesitation: "Well, I don't want to..."
"I don't want Diana to worry, I know."
Impatiently interrupted the other party and turned over He rolled his eyes and waved his little hand: "Let's go~"
Then he ignored the book spirit who was hesitant to speak, and dragged Frank Hughes out of this impression space that ordinary people could hardly find.
The light of expectation flashed in his eyes.
Chapter 1,175: End
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