Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

However, the girl displayed a wicked personality that was completely contrary to her innocent appearance.

"Anze looks scared."

The girl smiled broadly, seemingly quite pleased that she had frightened An Zeliang. Her eyes held a scrutinizing quality, and her tone carried an enigmatic air.

It was as if they had discovered something.

"Anze-kun, you need to be careful. I quite like your quiet neighbor, Anze-kun, so please don't end up like that bar guy upstairs who got killed."

Leaving those words behind, the girl smiled gently and departed with a somewhat mysterious air.

An Zeliang stared at her back, his eyes flashing wildly, his emotions filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

Wasn't that what the girl just said the same thing that the scumbag killer whispered in my ear when he tried to kill me in the simulator?

They are basically identical.

Even their intonations are very similar!

How could she know that sentence?

Is it...

An Zeliang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Moreover, she even knew that the man who was killed upstairs was a bartender!

How could she know so much?

"Could it be that she's the scumbag killer?" An Zeliang's eyes flickered, and he instantly became more vigilant.

All the evidence pointed to this girl as extraordinary! Very extraordinary!!

but.

what can we do about it?

Pre-emptive?

Or should we call the police?

But An Zeliang had no evidence to prove she was the killer. He couldn't very well tell the police that he overheard the scumbag killer's words during his rehearsal and therefore suspected this girl was suspicious, could he?

He doesn't want to be thrown into Qingshan Mental Hospital!

Taking a breather, An Zeliang quickened his pace in installing the alarm.

Install all the alarms and monitors as soon as possible, leaving no corner unchecked.

It took half an hour to finally get everything done.

An Zeliang sat on the sofa, looking at the security measures at the window and door, and only then did he feel much more at ease.

"I'm not a jerk, there's no need to be so nervous. If the assassin really wanted to kill me, he wouldn't have waited this long," An Zeliang reassured himself.

He is definitely a good man in this life, at least for now!

To avoid being targeted by a "scumbag killer," he didn't even join any clubs full of beautiful women.

"Although I'm not a scumbag, this Lolita girl is definitely not simple. She might be a serial killer."

As An Zeliang pondered this, he picked up his phone and started searching online for information about "scumbag killers."

Believe it or not, this assassin is quite famous.

An Zeliang simply entered the keywords and searched, and a bunch of related entries came up.

He clicked on the one with the highest traffic to take a look.

[The "Scumbag Killer" has been active for 3-4 years, killing at least one scumbag every month. He possesses exceptional strength, stealth, and investigative abilities; the police have found no trace of him in recent years.]

According to expert profiling, the perpetrator is likely a man between 20 and 35 years old who has childhood trauma such as his father's infidelity, which is why he hates men who cheat and attacks men who cheat or have multiple girlfriends.

[Please be aware that everyone should be extra careful around men, especially single men.]

He could very well be a hidden killer of scumbags!

"She's clearly a woman..." An Zeliang couldn't help but want to complain after reading the expert's analysis.

Sure enough, no matter which country it is, the experts all seem unreliable...

Then, An Zeliang continued to scroll through the posts.

Through posts from all over the world, An Zeliang learned that this "scumbag killer" had a very extensive activity schedule.

She was not only active in Tokyo, but also committed murders in several other cities.

An Zeliang continued his research for another ten minutes or so, and he discovered another key point.

That means when the "scumbag killer" makes his moves in other cities, it's usually during summer or winter vacation.

"Is she a student? Or a teacher?"

An Zeliang began to think.

If they were students or teachers, it wouldn't seem to fit the identity of that Lolita girl.

Although we don't know what the Lolita girl does, she is clearly neither a student nor a teacher.

Because during the several times An Zeliang encountered her, he never saw any sign that she was going to school.

Even if school ends early in Japan, she couldn't possibly come back this early.

As for teachers, that's even more impossible.

After thinking for a long time, An Zeliang still had no clue.

"Oh well, I'll eat something first." He sighed, his stomach rumbling, and decided to get something to eat.

Tired of junk food, An Zeliang decided to make his own fried rice.

With more practice, your cooking skills should improve.

With that in mind, An Zeliang opened an online tutorial and began learning to cook.

After half an hour.

The meal is served.

He tasted it, frowned, and realized he'd added too much salt; it was too salty. But… it was barely edible!

It was already six o'clock after dinner.

An Zeliang sorted the trash from the past few days and then went out to throw it away.

As An Zeliang stepped out of the apartment building, he subconsciously glanced at his wife's house across the street.

"I wonder if the mafia wife has any good ideas?" An Zeliang thought to himself.

If the wife could take action, the chances of catching this murderer would be much greater.

However, this idea is just an immature one.

He has no relationship with his wife; they are just classmates. He made a request once, but she definitely wouldn't help him.

More importantly, if I were to ask him directly, wouldn't that be admitting I'm scared? Admitting I'm a jerk?

He's not a jerk... at least not yet!

After throwing out the trash, An Zeliang returned home, locked the door, and lay on the sofa, as usual, to explore the online world.

In Japan, the internet is not blocked, so a lot of things can be seen.

An Zeliang explored for more than two hours. It was getting late outside, and he felt sleepy. He lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

After the doors and windows were reinforced, he slept much more peacefully.

Time passes.

Six o'clock in the morning.

An Zeliang got up with a yawn.

I woke up a little late today, but it won't affect the normal settlement.

While brushing his teeth, An Zeliang checked his points tally.

[Today's quality of life summary complete]

Chapter 16, Section 16: [Ruthless and Cruel]

[You demonstrated your mathematical talent in front of many teachers, drawing admiration and earning the privilege of being an outstanding student. Points +15]

[Your relationship with Nakano has deepened, and you've gained valuable connections. Points +8]

[You enjoyed a gourmet meal, +2 points]

[You browse the fascinating online world, gaining knowledge; +1 point]

[You earn 1 point for cooking and eating your own meals]

【you…】

You earned a total of 29 points yesterday.

[Daily free points of 10 have been distributed]

[Current simulation level: 1]

[Simulator Time Corridor: One Year]

[Experience Points 3/10]

[Career Points: 115]

An Zeliang was brushing his teeth while reading the points summary panel.

I got two fewer points today than yesterday, but it's not a big deal.

but.

He noticed that the behavior that awarded the most points was to demonstrate one's strength.

For example, demonstrating mathematical ability can earn you the privilege of being a top student, which can earn you 15 points, five points higher than the previous highest score.