Chapter 91 What kind of black technology did Tang Zejia use?
Why does the logo of Mr. and Mrs. Karasawa appear in the impression space and on such a key partition door?
Tang Ze was speechless and stretched out his hand blankly, touching the arrow at the bottom.
The dark red arrows are not painted on the wall, but more like the texture that exists on the wall itself, and the feel is exactly the same as the surrounding walls.
He touched it, touched it hard, and pressed it with both hands.
Seeing Karasawa open his hands and patting the wall randomly like a gecko, Hoshikawa Teru walked up to him speechlessly: "What are you doing?"
"You can see these triangle handles, isn't this Is it my hallucination?" Tang Ze pointed to the wall.
"Of course." Xingchuan Hui affirmed and reached out to touch the red triangle.
Tangze was greatly shocked.
Impression space, it is the palace of the public, where the collective subconscious of mankind resides...
What exactly have Tang Ze and his wife studied? Are they engaged in thinking stamps? Otherwise, why could they leave traces here? !
No, maybe it’s the other way around.
Maybe they have seen through the existence of impression space. This symbol may be the product of their experiment...
This is a bit too awesome, two researchers who are obviously ordinary people , relying on theoretical research and experiments to "hack" the collective subconscious to a certain extent...
No, I have to study the things left by my parents when I go back...
Tangze subconsciously opened his "third eye" and scanned the space with his special vision.
A red line like a streamer appeared in his eyes. One end was swinging slowly not far in front of Tang Ze, and the other section penetrated deep into the wall, and he didn't know where it was connected.
What is this? Tang Ze stretched out his hand curiously, trying to catch the fluttering red thread.
With a crisp "pop" sound, the snug red scarf around Tangze's neck suddenly tightened, dragging Tangze to the ground and taking a step forward. The red line suddenly disappeared into the scarf. .
Xingchuan Hui turned his head when he heard the movement and pointed at the scarf in surprise: "Huh? Has it gotten longer? I remember that it could only hang down to your back before..."
Tang Ze pulled up the tail of the scarf and looked at it. Indeed, the piece of fabric had already hung down to Tang Ze's knees, and had grown by more than twenty centimeters out of thin air.
...What the hell, a greedy snake?
Tang Ze pulled the scarf and thought about it carefully for a while, but found nothing, so he could only put it down temporarily.
What exactly is this scarf, Tang Ze actually has only a vague idea of.
It seems to be controlled by Tang Ze's will, but I haven't seen it really fly or anything. Tang Ze fumbled for a long time, only thinking that maybe it is similar to the hook lock added in the enhanced version of the game. props.
Now it looks like it may have other uses.
Walking around the wall three more times, Tangze knocked on the wall of unknown material and reluctantly took Hoshikawa Hui back to the car.
I investigated, but did not fully investigate. This kind of secret was kicked in front of me, but it felt very uncomfortable to be kicked back.
When Tang Ze feels uncomfortable, he wants to make others feel uncomfortable too.
Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Tang Ze smiled maliciously.
"Let's go Xingchuan, take the shortcut over there and go directly back to the entrance." Tangze pointed in a direction and smiled kindly, "You go home first, I'll be here soon."
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I have admired him for a long time and hated him for a long time. I can’t figure out whether he hates me as a person or whether he is engaging in PUA to torture and control himself... Mari Terahara, who has been troubled by this kind of trouble for a long time, discovers that the truth is that she likes him. I got an awkward childish guy who doesn't understand human language.
Tired, destroy it, what a musical talent, what entanglement of love and hate, who you love. After revealing her murder plan, Mari Terahara leaned on the sofa and looked at the colorful ceiling of the box, feeling very tired.
She kind of wanted to show off.
I don’t know why Kimura Tatsuya, who suddenly became full of emotion and developed tear ducts, started to shed tears again halfway through listening.
"Did I actually push you to this point?" He held his head, half of his hair that was as straight as a hedgehog had been rubbed down by him, "I am such a bastard, a scumbag..."< br>
After that, he hugged Mari's legs again and continued to cry on the dress that had been ruined by his tears.
A bloody youth drama was being played here. Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan looked like they had eaten fresh melons, staring at a few people intently, but Conan frowned after hearing what Mari Terahara said. He frowned.
Kimura Tatsuya's abnormal personality change just now is very suspicious.
This guy Kimura Tatsuya is really ugly. Even Conan, who met Conan for the first time, heard him mocking his teammates and managers more than once during the celebration banquet, calling them "useless" "Something that is a hindrance", and the shouting and shouting at Mari Terahara was even more excessive. As a bystander, when Conan heard Mari Terahara talk about her idea of killing Tatsuya Kimura, his first reaction was "That's reasonable." ".
As a result, this guy stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly repented, apologized and confessed...
Originally, Conan might not have thought so much, but if this This incident may progress to the level of a murder. This sudden change in personality made Conan couldn't help but think of many similar cases.
Those targets who have received joker notice letters.
Conan's rich association ability quickly spread, and he soon realized that this might be a rare occasion where he was lucky enough to witness the joker's technique.
He clenched his fists a little excitedly, took out his mobile phone and quietly pressed the start button.
【Did you do it? Kimura Tatsuya? 】
After the email was sent, Conan's eyes shone, and he felt excited that he had temporarily outperformed his opponent. He put on a classic thinking posture, stroking his chin and running his mind rapidly.
Hengli stretched out a hand, and when Conan lowered his head to think, the CPU was running at high speed and he was distracted, he pulled the glasses off his face.
Conan was startled, raised his head with wide eyes, and met Mao Lilan's suspicious eyes.
“It’s really like the new one.” She whispered, “The singing is also very similar...”
There are many people who are tone-deaf, but they can sing simple melodies. She had only seen one person who could sing children's songs out of tune like this.
Oops!
Conan covered his cheeks in vain, shrank into the corner of the sofa, and said in a low voice without embarrassment: "What's wrong, Sister Xiaolan, I can't see clearly with you like this!"
Mao Lilan pondered with a serious face.
A primary school student, and Shinichi... This is an outrageous association, but think about the night when Shinichi just disappeared, she met Dr. Agasa and Conan in Shinichi's family, and from that day on Shinichi never stopped Never appeared...
She had some uneasy speculation lingering in her heart, and couldn't help but want to ask directly: "You, what on earth are you..."
"Dingling, ringing, ringing, ringing." ——”
Conan’s cell phone rang at this moment.
He quickly grabbed the phone, just to divert Mao Lilan's attention quickly. Without even having time to look at the caller's number, he answered the call directly: "Hello——"
"Hello, Conan?" came a message from the receiver. Conan's unusually familiar male voice.
——Kudo Shinichi’s voice.
I caught a cold after cooling down - my stomach hurts -
I can't write it. I have one more chapter to code QAQ and I'll try to post it today
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