There is Definitely Something Wrong with This Game

Chapter 363: First arrived in Thame

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The town of Thame is a remote town in the Lighthouse Country.

Surrounded by mountains and forests, the town itself is neither big nor small, and its productivity and system remain unchanged from decades ago. Compared with other small towns in the Beacon Country that are now close to modernization, Taim Town feels more like a western town in old movies, with a strange romance.

However, such a small town has a backward side while being romantic.

The biggest drawback is that it has not been integrated with the modern society of the Lighthouse Country. The town's public departments are entirely funded by the residents of the town, and the chief of the town's police station is elected by the residents through a show of hands, and he also has the title of sheriff.

However, due to its isolation from the outside world, the folk customs in the town are relatively simple and have not been corrupted by the evil capitalism. Therefore, the sheriff's life is relatively leisurely. At least from the perspective of Sheriff Marshall, there have been basically no major cases in his more than 20 years in office.

But because of this, Marshall actually does not have much professional criminal investigation ability.

So he is very troubled now.

I even had the urge to resign.

"How many times have I told you! I saw with my own eyes that it was that bastard who pushed James off the cliff! Why don't you believe me!"

"Calm down Ms. Anne... .."

"Why don't you believe me!"

"... ..Well."

While Marshall tried his best to comfort the hysterical blonde woman in front of him, he cursed in his heart: Who would believe you when you are just talking nonsense!

But alas, Marshall is the sheriff.

In order to keep this job and avoid being kicked out in the next town election, Marshall must show a responsible attitude.

Otherwise, it won’t be long before his current deputy will replace him.

Maybe this is TNND life.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?"

"... Of course."

The voice beside him woke Marshall up from his helplessness in life and forced him to face the painful reality: "Ms. Anne, I need to reiterate that although you are an eyewitness, the suspect you accused, Mr. Morning, had sufficient alibi at the time..."

"He's lying!" the blonde woman yelled, "I've seen his face!"

"But you don't have any photos, and the crime happened late at night, when it was dark and windy. You might have seen it wrong, right..."

"You are basically shielding him!"

"That's absolutely not the case. As the sheriff of Thame Town, I absolutely cannot shield any criminal. But Mr. Morning's alibi is very sufficient. At the time of the crime, he was at a friend's house in the next town and was planning to travel abroad soon. Many people saw it..."

“But I saw it too!”

The blonde woman obviously didn't accept Marshall's explanation: "I clearly saw that bastard's face, why is my testimony useless!"

"Well, because you are alone, but Mr. Morning's side, dozens of people in the neighboring town saw him, and even the sheriff of the neighboring town remembered Mr. Morning when he was patrolling. No matter how you look at it, Mr. Morning's evidence is definitely more sufficient..."

“That’s enough!”

The blonde woman slammed Marshall's desk. "It's clear to me how useless you are. I'll bring in someone more powerful!"

"... ..someone more powerful?"

“That’s right!”

The blonde woman sneered: "Since you can't find the truth, I will hire someone who can find the truth, and I have already hired someone with a high salary."

"That's a pretty good detective."

"Much better than you!"

"... Ms. Anne, I need to remind you that most of the so-called detectives are just small-time guys. Don't you know that the private detectives in the town are just tracking and stalking? If you want to find the murderer, what use are they..."

"You also know that it's only the vast majority." The blonde woman crossed her arms. "The detective I found this time is one of the few outside of the vast majority. He is nationally certified. I checked it out. Even in a place like New York, he is well-known!"

"this... .."

For Marshall, New York was truly an amazing place.

Since he is a famous detective there, he must be a different type from those private detectives in his town who only know how to track people every day.

But the real problem is:

If detectives were useful, what would the police be for

If a detective from outside the city really solved the case, would he still have the face to be a sheriff? Would he still be able to hold this position

Oh my god.

This will have a huge impact on your career.

For a moment, Marshall's expression changed, and he was actually caught in a strange dilemma.

And at the same time.

Just outside the town of Taim, accompanied by a few streams of light, the figures of Zhiji Nanxun and Hua Qiong appeared one after another, but there were huge changes in their attire.

First of all, it is hard to find a confidant. Her long jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head. She wore a baseball cap, a brown shawl and a white shirt. A police pistol and corresponding documents were hidden inside her clothes. In addition, she was holding a pipe in her hand.

Next was Hua Qiong. However, compared to Zhiji Nanxun who was dressed in men's clothes, Hua Qiong was wearing a long skirt that highlighted her girlish style. She was holding an umbrella in her hand and wearing a sun hat on her head. She looked like a noble lady who was out for a private visit.

"Wow? I didn't expect it came with its own outfit."

Zhiji Nanxun looked at the pipe in his hand and the clothes on his body with curiosity, while Hua Qiong was surprised and said in a rather depressed tone:

"... ..That's so weird, why am I not dressed as a detective?"

“This skirt is so troublesome.”

"I can't even do a high kick to the side."

"Ha ha ha ha."

After hearing Hua Qiong's complaints, Zhiji Nanxun burst out laughing: "Now that things have come to this, just make do with it. Besides, you can't tell a detective from his attire."

“Eh… ..”

Before Hua Qiong could speak, a message suddenly popped up on their player panels.

... ... ... ... ... ..

To the truth seekers

The current scenario is a special scenario, specially provided by the Trial Group of the Secret Truth Cult. In order to avoid cheating in the trial, all the skill panels, character panels, and equipment panels of the players in this scenario are sealed. At the same time, the backup plan is activated and the player's body information is loaded... .

Friendly reminder: Your current physical condition is almost the same as in reality

Please be careful. Once you die, you will completely lose the qualification for the trial.

So,

Wish you a happy game

... ... ... ... ...

"It seems that the script has entered the trigger state."

"Even the carriage is ready."

After taking their eyes off the player panel, Zhiji Nanxun and Hua Qiong were surprised to find that a high-end carriage had suddenly appeared next to them.

"Arjun, get in the car!"

"... ..This is a horse-drawn carriage, Sister Shaohua, can you drive it?"

"rest assured."

The true friend is hard to find. His thumb jumped, then he grinned: "My dad taught me that in Hawaii!"

“Hey, hey, hey… ..”

"Okay, okay."

Zhiji Nanxun took the initiative to step forward and open the door of the carriage, then made a very gentlemanly invitation gesture: "If you delay any longer, Ke1 will not be able to pass the level quickly."

"Miss Hua Qiong?"

"Hi."

Hua Qiong smiled helplessly and suddenly felt like she was home.