[Comprehensive] Dress GO!

Ten minutes later, Fujimaru Tachika calmly got on the roller coaster, and calmly got off again, shaking her hair disheveled by the wind like some kind of small animal, and took out a small wallet to buy the developed photos.

Amusement parks basically capture the expressions of tourists in the most exciting and thrilling places. Looking around, among the bunch of facial expressions, only Tachika Fujimaru looks like he is sitting on a small sightseeing train in the park.

After all, if the incident happened so easily, it would be too useless.

But Joan of Arc's expression still seemed very upset.

"Tsk, aren't you afraid!?"

"Eh? Why... Huh? Ah?!"

Fujimaru Lixiang didn't quite understand what the other party meant at first, and then she reacted suddenly, and asked in horror: "What's the point of following the routine of 'I'm so scared, alter save me'? I'm sorry I didn't get enough to ask Shall we sit again!?"

"Are you kidding me!"

The boy was picked up and frantically defended himself.

"It's not how I dare! But you have to pay attention to the basics when you're funny. It's not as exciting as you took me to ride a dragon a few days ago!"

Then he blew a wave of the Holy Son's dragon-riding operation like a stream, and Joan let him go.

"Tch, since it's because of this..." The follower's reply became a little unnatural.

"...You are really easy to handle, alter, oh!"

In this way, Fujimaru Tatsuka walked into the haunted house with Joan of Arc, bearing the wound from a holy son's iron fist.

Since the hospital-like Fuji-Q Haunted House is famous all over the world, many places are scrambling to follow suit, and Mihuashi Amusement Park is no exception.

The door of the hospital was opened, and as soon as one stepped in, one could smell the strange smell coming from the ward, and the dust fluttering from the air-conditioning, switching from the sunny environment to this scene, Rao even Joan unconsciously frowned.And Fujimaru Tachika... Fujimaru Tachika, he was holding the dimly lit small flashlight distributed at the entrance, turning it on and off under his chin.

Joan was shocked: "Why are you so boring!?"

The boy's expression still looked innocent under the strong shadow created by the lights: "But it's really... I can't be scared."

This is true.

It's not that the enemy is not scary enough, but that our side is too experienced.

The blood-stained intestines were not eroded, only had a moderate stench. The screams of the nurses running wildly with their heads held up were somewhat distorted by electricity. Like a certain anime full of slots... Fujimaru Tateka held a small flashlight to switch it on and off, feeling that even Oda Saku would not be willing to write these slots into the novel to make up the word count.

The dark Son of God beside him also lost interest after walking a few steps.

The short one-year journey to protect humanity has caused the young man to lose his fear of ordinary horrors. This is a fact that has to be admitted, and he can even become sentimental when he sighs at any time.Every time I say that I am an ordinary person without shame, I think I will change my name to a person with supernatural powers next time, hey...

Fujimaru Tatsuka stopped suddenly.

Kicking away the head of a bluffing man with a loudspeaker under his feet, Joan turned around and said, "What's wrong?"

"Alter... did you hear anything just now?"

Joan of Arc noticed his expression and listened intently.

The haunted house is an abandoned hospital built from a whole building, and two to three people are allowed to enter in batches according to time.For ordinary people, the atmosphere and effects of the haunted house are very real, enough to make many people escape from the entrance if they can't hold on. Even if there are really successful tourists, there will be staff disguised as NPCs with horror The way to guide its direction will not allow tourists to bump into each other.

But because Fujimaru Tachika and Joan of Arc were moving too fast, they were already walking at the bottom of a certain staircase, politely counting the eyeballs on the ground and waiting for the tourists upstairs to leave before going up, but they insisted until they heard the other party Now the vigorous reason.

It's a young couple who are arguing.

A man and a woman had gradually raised their voices from the beginning of the dispute, making it impossible for them not to hear this melon.

"I said I have nothing to do with him! Don't make trouble for no reason!" It was a male voice.

"You are making trouble out of no reason! If it doesn't matter, why did he ask you to come to the amusement park!?" It was a female voice.

Joan despised him: "...that's all you heard?"

Fujimaru Tachika: "???"

The female voice upstairs began to accuse with inexplicable crying: "Obviously, I have already thrown away Mr. C's love letter for you! Why does he still ask you out! Did you exchange text messages!?"

"What, that's not a love letter! Hey! C and I are not in the relationship you think!"

The girl's voice became heart-piercing: "But how can two boys come to the amusement park together!? You didn't come to find me when I was just lost!"

Joan crushed her eyeballs on the ground, "Hey..."

Fujimaru Tachika hurriedly pulled him back, and went straight to the point, "Wait, alter, it's not them. It's a scream, what I heard is a scream!"

"There is no screaming in this building!"

"But this scream... seems to be coming from outside?" Fujimaru Tateka recalled it carefully, and dragged Joan to find a ward with a window. The nurse who fell from the ceiling was directly held down by the servant go back.

The two opened the window, and Joan of Arc, who lacked interest, stood up straight.

In order to create an atmosphere, the haunted house is located in a relatively independent area of ​​the amusement park. The surrounding buildings are decorated with barbed wire fences of various shades, abandoned ambulances and the like, but there is a very small fountain garden behind the building. Shaded, almost no tourists found their way.

Through the criss-crossing tree shadows, they saw a woman sitting on the ground terrified.

In the fountain in front of her, a man was lying on the edge of the fountain, with his head down and immersed in the water, as if he had been suffocated in the fountain, kneeling on the ground in a sluggish state, which looked quite strange.

Fujimaru Tatsuka exclaimed, and under the eyes of a group of doctors and nurses surrounding him, Joan directly dragged him and jumped out of the window.

"Wait a minute, this is the fourth floor!!!"

In addition to the art museum visited by many phantom thieves and the Ferris wheel with 72 carriages, Mihuashi Amusement Park also has another selling point, that is, various art recycling boxes.

As the theme of environmental protection, one of the projects to participate in the collection of "okay", the amusement park invited many designers to design the trash cans into artworks with different appearances before the park opened.The official will randomly give tourists a hint on the collection card, so that they can follow the hint to find the trash can with a specific shape.

A man in a ragged kimono appeared somewhere in the amusement park.

There were clearly crowds of people around, but they all passed by as if they couldn't see him.His appearance is like a ghost coming from hell, with a thin face, no shadow on his feet, and a leisurely appearance.Is an old man.

"Ah, long time no see, Detective-kun."

He said: "It seems that you still know what the old man likes."

The blond young man he called Detective was wearing a vine-purple hat. If it weren't for the shadow under the hat to hide it, the undisguised murderous intent in his eyes would have made everyone around him detour in horror.

"I didn't know that your preference was to play tricks in such a childlike place."

The old man who was stared at by his sharp killing intent smiled lightly and said: "Huhahaha, who said that the old man is a cowardly person. Recently, he was chased and killed by the God of Death as an 'enemy of mankind' and could only hide in the crowd Breathing this little vitality. You can't disturb the old man.

He laughed a little, "What's more, in this paradise, the hearts of young girls are always extremely fragile."

"It really is you... You are too low-level!"

The young man's voice sank, "Don't worry, I'm not the only one who can crack such a trick."

"Yes, yes, this old man is really an eye-opener." The old man narrowed his eyes slowly, and began to search the crowd, "Then how about asking the old man to help you find a few events, such as the white-haired boy over there, It seems that the old man can be seen."

What!The young man turned his head quickly, and saw that the person pointed out by the other party was standing under a tree not far away, looking in this direction with a gloomy face, paused in his footsteps, and then walked over.

The deceased was a young male, soaked and drowned, without any identification documents.The first witness was just a staff member who slacked off from the haunted house.

The police who rushed over upon hearing the news immediately sealed off the uninhabited small park. As the caller, Tatsuka Fujimaru was asked a lot of questions. In the end, under the testimony of a bunch of staff members, he used the information given to him by Ango Sakaguchi. The electronic information board has passed the checkpoint.

The young couple was also in the queue being questioned, and they recognized the identity of the deceased at a glance. It was Mr. C, the protagonist of their quarrel just now.

It's just that it takes a certain amount of time to drown a man with bare hands. Obviously, like Fujimaru Tachika, they have the staff of the haunted house to testify.Among them, the missing time of the woman was not enough to commit the crime, and when it was confirmed that C died, she showed a look of extreme fear.

When Fujimaru Tachika left, he also saw a child who looked like a first-grade elementary school kid sneaking into the cordon, and felt that the policeman in Mihua City might not be very good.

The haunted house visit is over.Not only do you have to deal with the police, but you also have to keep an eye on Joan’s hair blowing. Fujimaru Tachika is physically and mentally exhausted, and Joan seems to have found out that she wants to make her master afraid or needs to seek protection. The project was too pediatric to work.

whispering sound.Joan of Arc brooded over this, and tightly gripped the candy-colored piece of paper in her hand.

The two quickly made a lot of "good" seals in various projects. A fighting game that can adapt to Muscle A has not yet been born. In the end, the white-haired servant smashed the boxing ring with a grinning grin. He regained his energy and took Joan of Arc to oil the soles of his feet.

The pink collection card has been printed with big and small bright red "Okay", only the last two blank spaces are left to be filled, and you can go to the redemption place for a lucky draw.

The servant still pointed to the big Ferris wheel with 80 carriages in the distance with the appearance of "the master owes me 72 bb coins." "Next is the Ferris wheel, and there is an inexplicable reminder."

"Ah, it's looking for a trash can. This environmental protection theme is quite famous. Let me see which sentence it is. Just look at the wiki."

Fujimaru Tachika took out her mobile phone and got the answer within a few clicks.

"'What do most of the ghosts return to the world—'It's a water well, alter do you have an impression, a trash can that looks like a water well?"

The follower thought for a while, "I seem to be passing by just now, just wait here, don't run around."

"Okay, how about I go buy two drinks?"

Ten minutes later, Joan calmly took back the piece of paper that had been slapped on the trash can, and the penultimate grid was printed with a red "Okay", indicating that the task was completed and she was about to leave.

"You...is the ability of the person who just found the corpse in the fountain?"

The blond young man who was talking to the old man half a minute ago had a headache.The old enemy was slapped into the well-shaped trash can by a passing ability, and because of this, he withdrew the spell and disappeared again-although it is indeed impossible for him to catch the ghost of this old enemy now, this scene is really nonsensical.

Joan glanced sideways at him, "What?"

The blond young man was silent, closed his eyes, and forced himself to calm down.When he looked at Joan again, he lowered his hat as if he saw something.

"I'm a detective. Came to stop any more drama that the criminal you photographed down the well himself had to set up. In return, I figured I'd keep my nose. Overprotection isn't for someone who's constantly in the field."

After he finished speaking, he made a gesture to leave, Joan narrowed his eyes on the spot, pinching the piece of paper unhappily.

"cut."

detective?

He stopped the young man: "Hey, I have another question..."