I draw a card first

Chapter 112 Investigator Aiwen

Glancing behind him at the chaotic manor due to the discovery of the earl's body, holding a wooden box and holding a black umbrella that came along, Ivan's figure quickly blended into the rain.

Things are getting more and more troublesome.
Even evil gods like the Old Ones showed traces, which made Ivan feel even more strange.

No matter how you put it, this so-called role-playing dungeon is just an R-level. With the strength of those people who make sweet jokes, it shouldn't be so low.

At the very least, you have to be an SR, right?
Moreover, there is definitely something wrong with this world!

Frowning deeply, his eyes seemed to be peeking at the starry sky above his head through the layers of dark clouds above his head.

What lies behind the seemingly boundless universe?A bunch of weird tentacles?Countless eyeballs?

Everything is unknown and mysterious.
But after clenching his fist and feeling the fleeting flame in his palm, Aiwen not only didn't have any fear at the moment, but was a little eager to try, wanting to find out what kind of secret lies behind it!
No way, you can click to quit at any time is so willful!
Maybe the only thing that can really give him a headache right now is that he doesn't know why, this role-playing is always very difficult, and there are always no clues.

Logically speaking, since it's acting, shouldn't there be a script, right?

Where did the show start?

"Wouldn't it be that my character was killed by the fraudulent corpse? It would be better if there were no clues."

After complaining in his heart, he decided to visit Yulia again.

Well, now I can at least confirm that the word "Mrs." can be removed. As for whether to change the suffix to Ms. or Miss, it's a bit hard to say.
Compare it with the style of the nobles in the similar era on Earth, maybe next time, you can ask a lady to try?
Of course, someone actually didn't have any hope that he would be able to find her in the manor he had just been to later.

Because according to the archives, it was indeed the house that belonged to the unlucky dead Viscount, and Yulia's appearance there was simply a dove occupying the magpie's nest.

Such a treacherous woman probably expected that he would find out about the anomaly. Now, maybe the building is empty?

Well, maybe it has become a dragon's pool and a tiger's den?Who knows, but it's better than running around aimlessly.

However, soon he won't have to worry about the lack of action clues, because the "clue" has found him, the guy who lost contact because of his restless routine...

Walking through a remote corner, Ai Wen suddenly frowned and stopped, because four people stood in front of him on the opposite side in the distance.

They wore uniform blue-black hooded gowns and robes, which seemed to belong to the same organization. The smocks made of special fabrics seemed to be able to completely insulate water, like a special raincoat in the rain.

A deep baritone came through the fine rain.

"Investigator Aiwen, why didn't you contact us recently? I didn't even leave a password when I went out, I thought you were killed!"

Hearing the tone of the other party, it seems that he is familiar with Aiwen. No, it should be said that he is very familiar with the role he plays!

"Investigator? So this is really my character's hidden identity..."

Ivan raised his eyebrows, this was the second time he had heard this word.

The first time was the momentary ambiguity when some unlucky spy leaked his words, and the second time was heard from the count who had already gone to see God.

According to the earl's description, this is a secret society with some kind of official background. Its members are from all walks of life, but most of them are scholars and explorers.

In his slightly confusing description, this is "a group of arrogant, in the name of exploring the truth of the world, recklessly spying on those mysterious lunatics who should not be known to humans!"

Aiwen doesn't know about adventure or not, but a lunatic. It seems that the guy I played must be really crazy, right?

"Hmm...by the way, did I make a mistake from the beginning?"

The special identity can explain to a certain extent why Yulia came to him, but did his behavior not follow the script from the beginning?
The normal flow seems to be

——I waited quietly at home, and then I met people from the same organization who showed up to help me get rid of that weird voyeuristic will, and I also took the opportunity to integrate into the investigators, right?

So, where is the problem?

A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and Ivan suddenly realized that the biggest reason for this deviation, apart from his explosive strength despite being sealed, was
——The diary that was written absolutely nonsense, and the pocket watch that was disguised as a fake (maybe it was a real fake)!
"The original body looks very skinny, does this count as cheating yourself?"

But after a long time, the other party managed to find him anyway, and I don't know if this is a blessing in misfortune?

Because he sorted out the thoughts in his mind, and at the same time really didn't know how to answer, Aiwen hesitated a little in the face of the other party's question, but it was this brief hesitation that made the man who spoke suddenly change his face.

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he quickly took out an object that looked like the "talisman" of the old antique profiteer from his bosom, and the other hand hung down to his waist, and then vaguely grasped something.

Seeing his actions, the other three subconsciously made the same movements, but there seemed to be a rookie among them, whose movements were quite unskilled, and in the end they accidentally exposed a small part of what was hidden under the robe.

It was a sword hilt, engraved with dense unknown characters.

"The Talisman"

His eyes swept over the four people. Ivan completely ignored the cold weapons that were purely funny to him. Finally, he stopped at the "amulets" in the hands of several people, and a glimmer of understanding suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Apparently, the group of "investigators" who rescued the old antique profiteer back then should have left.

"It looks like it should be a lawful faction... I just don't know if it is lawful good, lawful neutral or lawful evil?"

While Aiwen continued to brainstorm, the speaker also looked at the "talisman" in his hand at the same time, and found that it did not show any special reaction, he was slightly relieved, and then called again tentatively.

"Ivan?"

I really don't know how to answer better, someone thought about the possible script flow, and then decided to resort to the ultimate secret method of substitute style.

"Who are you? Sorry, I seem to have lost my memory, and I don't know you."

He frowned hesitantly, trying to show the appearance that a person with amnesia should have.

"Investigator, is this my identity? Am I not a detective according to my business card?"

Although Ivan himself thought that his acting skills were passable, the four people opposite him were completely unmoved. I don't know if they knew that there seemed to be some problems with Ivan's original body, or they were just professionally cautious.

Anyway, when someone said that he lost his memory, the four of them seemed to become more nervous.
(End of this chapter)