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"…"
Irin was in a trance for a moment.
It was as if he had suddenly had a dream.
In the dream, in a certain time and space, there was another "Irin".
However, the difference between them was …
That Yi Lin's appearance … was ordinary.
Hmph, how is that possible?
He was so handsome.
While waiting to enter the checkpoint, Irin was shrouded in a gentle white light.
Streams of light flashed around, giving Irin the illusion that he was in a space-time tunnel.
Irin could not move a finger.
After an unknown period of time.
The white light gradually faded.
The scenery in front of him gradually became clearer.
…
When Irin came back to her senses, she found herself sitting in a shabby room.
The room was very small, about ten square meters.
The air was stuffy, but the temperature was cool. It was drizzling outside. It looked like this scenario was in the middle of winter.
There was a calendar in the corner of the table.
February 10th.
Tuesday.
The reason why Irin knew today's date was simple.
"Irin" seemed to have a habit of marking calendars.
The previous days were all crossed with red ink, except for the 10th of February, which was circled and not crossed out.
It was clear at a glance.
Irin raised her head.
On the ceiling, the old-fashioned ceiling fan was spinning crazily, making a strange noise. Irin could not help but worry. Would the ceiling fan on her head turn into a deadly windmill and fall down?
No.
If this was the plot world of "Final Destination", the ceiling fan on her head would definitely fall down.
And it would definitely "accurately" land on her head.
The scene was too beautiful. Just the thought of it made her tremble.
When Irin appeared, she was sitting on a single-seater sofa.
There was a hole in the armrest of the sofa, revealing the dirty velvet inside.
Irin continued to observe her surroundings. Appearing in an unfamiliar environment, it was every human's instinct to grasp the situation immediately.
Behind Irin, there was a row of dirty glass windows. There was a row of reverse text pasted on the windows.
The so-called reverse text was pasted on the windows for the people outside to see.
Irin squinted her eyes and read carefully.
"Irin … Detective Agency?"
Very good. After a few minutes of observation, Irin quickly understood her current situation.
It seemed that in this scenario, she was playing the role of a detective.
To be precise.
She was a poor detective.
At this moment.
In front of Irin, a row of text slowly appeared, just like the narration in an old movie.
…
[As a capable detective, you have always been dissatisfied with your current life. You want to change to a luxurious detective agency and hire a few young and beautiful assistants … Unfortunately, things do not go as you wish. In this era, the detective industry has declined and is no longer as glorious as it was ten years ago. Detective Irin, you, are living a poor and destitute life …]
Irin: "…"
This plot was a little heart-wrenching.
[You are tired of accepting a series of retarded commissions such as helping people investigate their husbands' affairs, searching for missing cats, helping grannies cross the road, helping primary school students play games, etc. As a detective, you desire to accept a challenging commission. You desire to accept a commission that can truly display your detective talent …]
Irin was speechless.
So this was how the trial could be played.
What was going on with such a strong sense of immersion?
The narration was still going on.
[You have not accepted a formal commission for three months. You are penniless and the detective agency is about to close down … Until three days ago, a formal commission was sent to Irin's detective agency. You know that this is your last chance to maintain your detective career. You have decided to accept this commission.]
The lengthy narration finally ended.
Irin also deeply understood one thing.
In this plot checkpoint, how miserable was he?
…
There was a brand new cardboard box on the table.
It did not fit in with the dilapidated room.
Actually, Irin had already noticed the cardboard box on the table when she sat down on the shabby sofa.
However, to be safe, Irin did not open it immediately.
According to the storyline of Irin, it was obvious that the commission that concerned the life and death of the famous detective Irin should be in the cardboard box.
Squeak —
The old ceiling fan above her head was still spinning.
From time to time, she could hear the noise of the modern city outside.
Irin's expression was calm as she slowly opened the cardboard box.
An exquisite envelope was placed in the middle of the table.
When Irin took out the exquisite envelope, a faint fragrance quietly wafted into Irin's nose.
"This smell …"
Irin did not know much about flowers. Hence, she could not tell what kind of fragrance it was in such a short time.
However, Irin did not pay much attention to it and temporarily put the envelope aside.
Under the envelope, there was a set of neatly folded clothes.
It turned out to be …
A set of school uniform.
Moreover, it was a set of handsome school uniform with a bit of a British style, which was a bit like those of a noble school.
Irin pinched the shoulders of the clothes with both hands and shook them open with a whoosh.
"Shen Wu Private High School."
Exquisite words were embroidered on the chest of the black school uniform.
Conservatively speaking, based on the workmanship of this school uniform, one could buy more than ten sets of the one Irin was wearing.
However, what surprised Irin the most was not the exquisiteness of the school uniform, nor the words on the school uniform.
It was …
This set of school uniform actually had attributes.
In other words, this was an item certified by the "Tower".
An item that could be turned into a "card".
…
[Unremarkable School Uniform]
[Grade] None
[Description] This is an ordinary school uniform. Other than making the user look like a student, there is no other use.
…
Irin did not believe it and rubbed his eyes.
Then, he carefully looked at the attributes of the school uniform.
It was really an "ordinary" school uniform …
Irin did not turn this ordinary school uniform into a card because he had a hunch that he would be able to use it very soon.
Other than the set of Shen Wu Private High School uniform and the letter of entrustment, there was nothing else fishy in the paper box.
Irin even turned the paper box over and over again. He even opened it and carefully confirmed it three times.
After confirming that there were no other questions, Irin opened the envelope and carefully read the contents of the letter of entrustment.
…
"To the famous detective, Mr. Irin …"
February 10th.
Winter had just passed and it was still a little cold.
This was the season where everything was about to be in spring. Ah no, it was the season where everything was about to sprout.
Shen Wu Private High School ushered in a new day with the pitter-patter of the spring rain.
Although it had been a while since school started, the freshness of the beginning of school was still there.
The boys were all wearing decent and handsome school uniforms. They stepped on the rain with shiny leather shoes and held colorful umbrellas as they walked into the school while chatting and laughing.
Needless to say, the girls were all wearing black pleated school uniforms with long socks and leather shoes. They were brimming with the aura of youth.
Ah, everything was so beautiful.
"Eh? Quick, look, is that boy from our school? He's so handsome! "
"Are you dumb? Can't you see that he's wearing our school uniform? "
"Could he be a freshman this year?"
"He's so tall — he doesn't look like a freshman. I don't know which class he's from. He's so handsome. If he was in our school in the past, he would definitely be a famous person!"
"Hehehe, since you like him so much, why don't you go up and ask him for his phone number?"
"Annoying, I'm not like you. I already have a boyfriend!"
"Boyfriends and whatnot, can't they be changed? If I were as pretty as you, I would definitely dump my current boyfriend and chase after him regardless of everything … "
"Shh — quick, look! He's looking over here. Wow! He's so handsome! He's also handsome from this angle! He's so cool when he's not smiling! "
"…"
Irin held the umbrella and silently stepped on the rain as he walked toward the school without saying a word.
Shen Wu Private High School.
It was also the location of this mission.
Even if he did not look around, he could feel all kinds of strange gazes on him.
Most of the girls were amazed …
Boys …
Needless to say.
Their gazes were naturally filled with murderous intent.
Irin was very calm.
Ever since he discovered that he had a face that was unparalleled in the world, he was already prepared to be the enemy of the whole world.
He remembered that Peter Parker had a classic saying that was handed down from generation to generation.
"The greater the power, the greater the responsibility."
Well …
That was probably how he felt.
The moment Irin stepped into the school gate, a familiar voice rang in his mind.
…
[Main mission one: Enter God Mau Private High School as a non-detective within 12 hours. Mission completed. Reward: You want a reward for such a simple mission? Are you dreaming?]
[Mission failure condition has changed …]
[Mission failure condition: The apostle dies or leaves God Mau Private High School.]
…
"…"
Irin lamented helplessly.
"Mission failure condition has changed?"
Irin's heart skipped a beat but his expression did not change. His footsteps did not stop for a moment and he walked straight into the school.
"Year three, class two …"
Irin held the umbrella in one hand and the admission notice in the other as he read it carefully.
As for the admission notice …
It was placed in the letter of entrustment.
The entrusting party had already arranged everything for Irin. The first main mission … was indeed given to him for free.
It was indeed too much to ask for a reward.
But when he thought about it carefully, something did not seem right.
The existence of the first main mission was more likely to allow Irin to enter this private high school.
Entering the main scenario of the checkpoint.
At the same time, it would also trigger the mission failure condition.
In other words, from this moment onwards, Irin had already entered the … cage called "God Mau Private High School".
Once he left the school grounds, he would be judged to have failed the mission.
"Ouch!"
At this moment, a soft body came from behind Irin and bumped into Irin's back.
Irin felt the movement behind him and his whole body tensed up for a moment. But very quickly, he relaxed his body.
But he still collided directly with him due to the commotion behind him.
It was a short-haired girl.
"Sorry, sorry! Did I hurt you? Sorry, sorry! Sorry! "
The short-haired girl wore a pair of big glasses on her face. She looked somewhat scholarly and delicate at the same time.
"It's nothing, are you okay?"
The short-haired girl raised her head. The moment she saw Irin's face, she was obviously stunned.
The next moment, she realized that Irin's hands were tightly holding onto her arms, afraid that she would fall.
"Ah — I'm sorry!"
The short-haired girl jumped back as if she had been electrocuted. Her face was flushed.
Irin smiled faintly. He naturally took a step forward and moved the umbrella closer to the short-haired girl.
After all, it was still raining.
Although Irin's face did not show any emotions.
But the annoyance in his heart had already broken through the sky.
What kind of dramatic development was this!
It was obviously a plot of a high school drama!
Was it really okay for the plot to be so old-fashioned?
Irin sighed in his heart. He could only let the plot proceed "logically".
After all, it looked normal this way.
He was a handsome transfer student.
Without some youthful encounters, how could he be worthy of his identity as a transfer student?
The short-haired girl twisted the corner of her shirt embarrassedly. She quietly raised her head and glanced at Irin. Then, she quickly looked away.
Irin thought for a moment.
"By the way, student, may I know how to get to third year class two?"
"Third year class two?" The short-haired girl was slightly stunned.
"Yes, I'm a new transfer student in third year class two. I don't understand this map. Can I trouble you to give me some guidance?"
"I … I'm Qinghui from third year class two …"
Irin: "…"
This.
How could Irin believe that it was just a coincidence?
…
…
Shen Wu Private High School had nearly a hundred years of history.
As history changed, the buildings were naturally different from the old.
The new teaching building and the old teaching building had completely different styles. One could tell them apart at a glance.
The classroom building where third year class two was located was not far away from one of the iconic buildings of Shen Wu Private High School.
The clock tower.
As he walked, he listened to Qinghui's introduction. This ancient clock tower had a history of more than a hundred years. It had stood there since the founding of Shen Wu Private High School. It had weathered the wind and rain and was considered an antique building.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
A stooped white-haired old man walked out of the small house next to the clock tower shakily and rang the bell loudly.
"Ah — Oh no, I'm going to be late! Irin, I'm sorry. It's all Qinghui's fault! "
The moment she heard the bell, Qinghui's expression changed and her footsteps quickened.
…
She arrived at the classroom of third year class two.
Sure enough.
She was late.
The homeroom teacher was a middle-aged bald man. He glared at Qinghui fiercely and then turned to look at Irin with a pleasant expression.
His attitude changed so quickly that Irin was somewhat caught off guard.
Could it be that this face was also lethal to old men?
It couldn't be.
Irin walked to the podium as the bald man greeted him with a smile.
Only then did he realize that there was already a girl with waist-length black hair standing beside the podium.
The middle-aged bald man introduced her to the class with a smile.
"This semester, I'm very happy to have two transfer students in our class …"
"Let's give a round of applause to Oda Mai and Irin!"
Clap clap clap clap —
The applause was thunderous.
Regardless of gender, their faces were brimming with pure and excited smiles.
Yes, the feeling of youth had reached the max.
Instantly, Irin had the illusion that he had really returned to his daily life on campus.
However.
A voice instantly broke the plain and beautiful illusion in Irin's heart.
…
[Main mission 2: Within 48 hours, confess to a "human of the opposite sex" in this world in public. The number of onlookers must be no less than 20.]
[Incomplete mission: Quietly kill!]
[Remaining time: 47: 59: 58]
…
Irin: "?"
The moment he saw the main mission, the corners of Irin's smiling mouth twitched slightly.
What was this?
A spoof?
Was this Tower's taste?
In Irin's heart, Tower's moral integrity was once again refreshed.
However.
This mission was indeed very simple.
Just this class alone had close to 20 female students at a glance.
He could even complete this mission at the speed of light within one minute.
But —
What was the meaning of this main mission?
Irin's mind kept flashing with speculations about the main mission.
It was somewhat unreasonable.
He would just hide for a while.
Steady.
Next was a simple self-introduction.
How simple was it?
Oda Wu: "Oda Wu."
Irin smiled and said two words: "Irin."
The homeroom teacher: "?"
The students: "???"
"…"
That was it?
Instantly, there was a brief moment of awkwardness.
In the end, the mature homeroom teacher coughed twice and broke the awkward atmosphere. "It seems that Oda and Irin are still a little shy. I hope that in the next semester, the students can get along well with these two new students and work hard for the common goal! Study hard and improve every day! "
Irin decided to ignore this main mission for the time being.
Anyway, he had two full days.
The confession could be completed at any time.
…
"Oda, you can sit next to Lijiang."
There were still a few empty seats in the class. The homeroom teacher casually arranged a seat for Oda Wu.
She sat next to a lively long-haired girl.
However, the moment the homeroom teacher arranged Oda Wu's seat, a trace of disappointment flashed in the long-haired girl's eyes. There was also a trace of indignation.
"As for Irin …"
When it was Irin's turn, the homeroom teacher seemed to be in a difficult position.
He looked around and frowned. He muttered to himself, "With Irin's height, it is not suitable for him to sit in the front row …"
"Well … Irin, you can sit next to Qinghui."
Qinghui?
What a coincidence!
Irin looked in the direction of the homeroom teacher's finger. Qinghui was the short-haired girl with whom he had an affair in the rain.
Qinghui's seat was in the corner of the entire class. She sat there alone and seemed a little lonely.
"Okay."
Irin did not say anything. He took his bag and sat down on the empty seat next to Qinghui.
…
…
Irin had nothing to do and finally made it to the end of the class.
What should he do next?
Irin knew that his real purpose of coming to school was not to go to school.
He had been thinking about the contents of the letter of entrustment and the difficulty of this trial, and where exactly did it lie.
In this level, there were a total of five apostles, including Irin.
Irin had already guessed who one of them was.
Just as Irin was holding his chin and thinking about life.
Suddenly, he realized that the light in front of him was blocked by a wall of people.
No … it was an infinite number of people.
The kind with three layers inside and three layers outside.
More than ten young and cute girls with their own characteristics surrounded Yi Lin in a corner.
…
"Irin, nice to meet you. My name is Shi Nai ~"
"Irin, my name is Mei Ya. Can I have your phone number?"
"Irin, you are so handsome. You look handsome when you are not talking. You look even more handsome when you are holding your chin. Can I have lunch with you?"
"Irin, are you of mixed blood?"
"Irin …"
"Irin …"
"…"
Irin felt dizzy after being cursed by the words "Irin". He had the urge to vomit.
He swore that for the first time in his life, Irin felt disgusted when he heard his name from someone else's mouth.
Was the budding heart of a young girl so scary?!
For the first time in his life, he regretted why his charm value was so high.
"Peter Parker, I was wrong …"
"So it's not that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility …"
"It should be that the greater the power, the greater the explosion!"
Irin could not take it anymore. His expression changed. He squeezed through the girls in front of him and tried his best to escape from the classroom.
At this moment, he understood Tang Bohu's pain when facing his beautiful wives.
"Irin, where are you going?"
Seeing that Irin was trying his best to squeeze out, the other girls squeezed even faster. Their faces were all red.
"I need to go to the toilet! I need to pee! "
Yi Lin roared, causing the surrounding girls to freeze on the spot.
While the other girls were in a daze, Irin dodged and finally passed through the human wall.
He secretly glanced at the other transfer student, Oda Wu, and realized that her situation was almost the same as his …
But the next moment.
Oda Wu suddenly slammed her palm on the table.
Bang!
A faint palm print was left on the table!
The whole classroom was silent.
That pair of cold black eyes was filled with something called murderous intent.
Oda Wu looked around with an expressionless face.
She spat out a word coldly.
"Scram!"
All the boys around Oda Wu were dumbfounded.
Irin: "…"
…
…
Irin did escape from the third year class two and went to the toilet to pee.
The rain had already stopped.
Irin tried his best to avoid other people's gazes. Taking advantage of the fact that the bell had not rung, he went up to the rooftop.
Because it had just stopped raining, there was no one on the rooftop.
Irin walked to the edge of the rooftop …
He was not going to jump down.
He was just looking down at the school from a high vantage point.
Irin did not know if it was because of the letter of entrustment that hung in his heart, but in this peaceful school atmosphere, he felt that something was wrong.
It was just a subconscious feeling.
There seemed to be something strange hidden in this school.
He did not know why he had such a strange feeling.
Tap, tap, tap.
At this moment, rhythmic footsteps approached Irin's back.
"Coming."
Irin had already expected the visitor and was not surprised at all.
"Yes."
The visitor responded softly.
But when Irin calmly turned around and was about to say something, the unexpected scene in front of him made him swallow the words he was about to say.
A black-haired girl in a black school uniform, holding a long sword in a black scabbard, slowly raised her eyes. She did not hide the murderous intent in her eyes.
Irin: "???"
The black-haired girl completely ignored Irin's question marks and slowly pulled out the long sword from the black scabbard.
It was a long katana with a pitch-black blade and one side that made random slashes.
Even in the dusky sky, the sharp blade reflected the sharp light of the blade.
Hiss —
In the next second, the black-haired girl held the sword with both hands as if she had teleported. Her whole body was like a shadow. The black sword dragged behind her as she instantly appeared in front of Irin!
"What the f * ck? Oda Wu, what the hell are you doing! "
Irin quickly pulled out a snow-white sword from the storage dimension.
This was "his" weapon in this time and space.
— White Blade.
Huh? Why this time and space?
Irin put aside the strange feeling of deja vu.
Ding!
He did not have time to pull out the sword.
The scabbard blocked Oda Wu's attack.
Sparks flew everywhere.
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