Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

Gong Chi carried Wenren Yihan to the upper deck of the cruise ship.

Playing with the cat's paw-shaped brooch, Wenren Yihan took advantage of the time he could take to be lazy and recalled the situation in the early morning.

When leaving Prince Han's room, he walked past the guards but stopped, took out the cat's paw brooch he had obtained before, switched to a mode that could make footprints visible, and shone it around him.

There were no traces of other people's footprints around the guard.

Because where the cat's paw flashlight shone, the black edge line clearly outlined the paw print of a wild beast.

Judging from the size and shape of its claws, it is estimated to be about seven or eight times larger than Wenren Yihuan's body.

It is also unknown whether the footprints belong to the player or a special NPC.

After all, even a big fox can be forced to have a fish tail, so maybe I am not the only one with an alien identity in this game.

In a room on the third floor of the cruise ship, the servants and guards at the door surrounded the room tightly, but they consciously made way for them to enter.

Prince Han was lying on his back on the ground, with dried blood on one side of his neck and shoulder.

When Wenren Yihuan and Gong Chi arrived, the other people were already there.

Wen Ren Yihuan looked calm as he observed the room environment attentively as soon as he entered the room. He did not feel shy or uncomfortable at all because of being hugged by someone.

An NPC who looked very important died here, and over there, two men came in hugging each other in a loving manner regardless of the occasion.

The idle and unemployed man complained:

"...You two, don't you think it's inappropriate for one of you men to be carried around by another man?"

The people who came up to cause trouble blocked his view, and Wenren Yihan, whose train of thought was interrupted, looked indifferent.

He glanced at the two women who were sitting in different corners of the room, squinting and smiling:

[He only hugs me now.]

"I'm not blind, I saw him holding you, I mean you guys..."

[It's OK for you to hold two people on the table, so why is it not OK for him to hold only me?]

How shameless.

It would be perfect for Gong Chi to just hold the big fox.

I realized that Wenren Yihan was talking about what happened when the players first gathered. I didn't expect that someone would see my interaction with the green-skirted lady at that time.

The man with a crew cut, who originally wanted to argue with the two of them, suddenly fell silent.

He glanced in the direction of Snow White, and was relieved to see that most of her attention was on Prince Han's body. He lowered his voice and rolled his eyes:

"What's wrong with me holding two? I can hold two, can you?"

Wenren Yihuan raised his head: [Do you want to hug two? ]

Without even looking at the person who came to provoke him, Gong Chi slowly walked around an obstacle. He said helplessly:

"One is already heavy."

Alas, not a single word was what the fox wanted to hear.

The man with the crew cut suddenly started barking like a dog whose tail was stepped on: "Why are you pretending? Wait until you get tired of sleeping..."

"thump".

The man with the crew cut knelt down so loudly that other players looked over.

"You ride on the horse..."

He didn't see clearly how Gong Chi moved his hands. His knees were in so much pain that they felt like they were about to split. The man with the crew cut covered his legs and the dirty words that were about to come out of his mouth turned into gasps.

[Everyone is here, meow.]

Now the prelude is over.

Wow! There's a cold person lying on the ground!

Who brutally murdered him?

Why is he kneeling...

The suspect was among the six players present.

Meow will announce the rules of the game first.

1. In this game, there is one detective and six suspects.

2. This game can be viewed as a personal game or a faction game. The detective and the players who are not the real murderer are in one faction, and the murderer is in another faction.

3. In the final voting phase, the detective has two votes, and the other players each have one vote.

If the real murderer does not receive more than half of the votes, he will be deemed to have successfully escaped the crime, and other players, including the detective, will lose half of their existing gashapon coins and props.

The real murderer will receive half of the Gacha coins deducted from other players and a corresponding number of Gacha items.

If the real murderer is caught by voting, he will also lose half of his currency and props, and the players who voted for the real murderer will each receive a reward equal to the amount of his loss. The punishment for the player who voted incorrectly is the same as the real murderer. 】

The generous rewards and the punishment of having to loot a lot of items and Gacha coins seem to be designed to make every player fully devote themselves to this detective game.

After all, the worst that can happen is that you can just use as much as you can to get some Gachapon coins.

But the props are different. Not only are the number of gachapon dropped in each copy small, but the chance of opening one is also low.

Moreover, some of them can save lives at critical moments and are reusable.

The human heart is unpredictable, and finding the real murderer is the safest way to maximize the interests of the murderer player. For the murderer, it is to hide himself as much as possible and become a rich man in one battle.

[Let me see. I know you are two teams.

However, the rewards for this game will not be affected by the team settlement gain.

By the way, there have been cases in the past where “murderers” who were not in their right minds wrote bad checks to bribe detectives for votes.

In the end, that person was not the murderer, but was induced and used by the real murderer to frame an innocent unlucky guy.

I hope you can learn from this and not be too clever. After all, your brain will get rusty if you don’t use it for a long time. 】

[Detective of this scene: The little girl in red hat hired as a temporary worker, meow~]

The young man with glasses who was squatting on the ground examining the corpse slowly stood up, nodded emphatically in the direction of Wenren Yihuan and Gong Chi, and reported an ID that did not match his gentle temperament at all:

"I'm 'What's wrong with eating some of your lines?' You can just call me 'Eat Some Lines'.

They and I are a temporary team."

He looked at the man and the fox being intimate with each other meaningfully, then pushed the frame of his glasses.

Wenren Yihan guessed that he was worried that his relationship with Gong Chi would affect the next game.

[We made a bet and are now competitors.]

"compete?"

I don't quite understand the line of eating, holding the competitive relationship between going up and down the stairs?

What are you competing for? Who is going to be the top one?

Gong Chi bent down and put Wenren Yihan on the ground, and examined the body with him.

"Well, it's a competition for the boyfriend position."

Eat some lines: ...

People who were pushing and shoving to join in the fun were crowding at the staircase entrance. A maid was swept away by the crowd and lost her balance, and bumped into the room next to the second-floor stairs.

The maid sitting on the ground was about to dust herself off and get up, but she met a pair of eyes that had been cloudy for a long time.

"Someone's dead! Someone..."

"What are you making such a fuss about? Everyone knows someone has died up there, and you're shouting... Mom is dead!!"

Wenren Yihan and Gong Chi, who were still looking for clues on Prince Han, looked at each other and immediately rushed to the lower level where the shouting came from.

Several other players followed closely behind.

In the room on the second floor, the person lying in a pool of blood was none other than Diana, who was chatting and laughing with Wenren Yihan last night.

Throwing away all the empty coffee cups, Pen Cat sat back, crossed his legs, and opened the message bar for off-site feedback.

Above is the secret ballot box that just closed.

One of them took first place with a huge 99% of the votes.

The pen cat's expression was "messy" for a second.

The top option is: [No memory, all-out sprint, go, go, go! ! ! (Cat calling.jpg)]

"Meow? Are you all into this now?"

The barrage scrolls in the lower right corner of the copy screen.

[：(Cat’s Trouble.jpg) Although the votes are high and everyone wants to watch it, the operation is a bit troublesome, meow…]

[6xx6 gave you a thirty-layer fish cake, meow.]

[6xx6: The one with the highest votes will be given a (cat holding a cigarette.jpg)]

"Even if I brush three layers for meow... three...!"

【：（Papa-in-law’s cat head）：Hey, meow. 】

The white fog filled the cruise ship and lasted for about thirty minutes.

The man leaning against the wall was the first to wake up.

My head was dizzy and my body ached a little, but at least all my limbs were intact and I wasn't hit in the kidneys, so I was okay.

In addition to a corpse, there seemed to be several people sleeping in the room.

Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly noticed a pink little ball held tightly in my arms.

The fox squirmed a few times, then slowly woke up and lazily raised his paw pads to rub his ears.

He looked up and saw a strong and handsome face, but the fox did not recognize it.

The man's eyes were a deep blue, and facing the light, they looked like a quiet night in midsummer, and he was looking at him with great interest.

"puppy?"

"..."

Kicking its hind legs, the fox struggled out from under the man's arms, leaving him with a furry but cool back.

As soon as its front paws touched the ground, it flew into the air again the next second.

The man held him, supporting his hands under his two front paws, and rubbing the fox's warm and furry belly from top to bottom with his thumbs.

"where to?"

"Hey?"

I have to say, the fox petting technique is really good. It endures the comfortable snoring and its furry tail makes a little question mark.

"It grows in my arms, so it's mine."

There must have been something wrong with the big fox's sleeping posture, and when he woke up, he ran into the robbers.

The fox turned his head.

The next second, there was a set of fresh teeth marks on the man's index finger.

The man laughed: "Pretty fierce."