48 Hours a Day

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Zhang Heng noted the addresses of former SEALs and psychologists before the power cut.

Whether it is the United States or Greenland Island, it is quite far away from the city where he is located, and further investigation is required after going there. It is estimated that it is difficult to have any results in one or two weeks.

And just now, shortly after the start of school, Zhang Heng already had a record of skipping class. His good luck was finally exhausted. In order to solve the trouble of [Death Dream], he was also remembered 2 times of absenteeism. Can only go to the summer vacation.

Zhang Heng came to the Desire City Bar again at the end of the month.

Miss Bartender did not adjust the Cocktail behind the bar this time, but stood outside the door of the lounge to fish, lit a cigarette, and looked coldly at the men and women who twisted their bodies with the melody under their feet.

Seeing Zhang Heng stepped up, opened the mouth and said, “The things you entrusted me have already come to fruition.”

“En?” The music is too noisy, Zhang Heng had to walk into 2 steps.

“I found someone who can help you repair that katana. He is the most powerful blacksmith I have ever seen. He used to forge weapons for the gods. With his shots, not only can you restore your katana to its original state, but it can even help you in the original. Based on some upgrades. “

“but?”

“But … you have to pay the price of 2000 game points. In addition, you have to find the lower part of the knife and give it to him together with the upper part.”

“He just helped me put the two parts together, and then he will charge a fee of 2 points? This is not a small amount. Such a large amount of game points can already buy a C-Rank item, is it more popular? That kind of thing. “Zhang Heng remembers that the final price of the hot [Escape Dagger] on the auction was only 2000 game points.

He paused again, “Also, you haven’t told me what quality game props this is.”

“Unfortunately, I can’t identify it before recasting,” said the bartender.

“So this is like a gamble?” Zhang Heng frowned

This katana was obtained from the red clothed woman in the last round of the game. After returning to the real world, Zhang Heng gave it to the Miss Bartender together with the U disk and the copper ring, and entrusted her. Looking for the possibility of repair, but he didn’t expect the final price will be so high.

Repairing an item of unknown quality with 2000 points is too risky no matter how you look at it. Even C-Rank items may not be able to achieve this value, and if it is a D-level or E-rank or even F-level item, Then Zhang Heng lost money.

“Anyway, I have found it for you. The decision is in your hands.” Said the bartender.

“Wait until I find the second half of Broken Sword and think about it.” Zhang Heng said.

If there is no accident in the remaining part, it should still be in the hands of the red clothed woman. It is not easy to get it, so Zhang Heng does not need to worry about this matter for the time being.

He pushed open the door of the lounge, walked in front of the unmanned deck in a familiar way, took out the alarm clock under the seat to set a time, and opened his round 7 game.

[Player identity verification …]

[Verified, a random copy of the ninth round is being drawn for player No. 07958 …]

[Extraction completed-the current copy is deductive]

“Logicians can infer the existence of the Atlantic Ocean or Niagara Falls from a drop of water, and I don’t need to see or hear it with my own eyes, so life is like a chain, and we only need to peek at one link to know the whole.”

[Mission Objective: Complete a case investigation with your new roommate and find the criminal first]

【Mode: Single】

[Time Flow Speed: 240] (1 hour in Real World is equal to 10 days in the game in this game, and players will be forced to return to Real World after 30 days)

Friendly reminder, the game will be officially launched after 5 seconds, please players be prepared.

When I saw the name of this round of copies, Zhang Heng had already thought of a well-known name in a detective novel world.

When he opened his eyes and saw the street sign in front of him, he finally further confirmed his previous guess.

–Baker Street.

Zhang Heng turned his eyes to the house across the road, and no accident, saw the house number 221B.

The famous 221B Baker Street, the residence of the author of “A Practical Handbook of Beekeeping, and on the Study of Quarantine Queen”, of course, wrote this great book after his retirement.

Zhang Heng took his steps and walked through the muddy road mixed with horse dung. The sky in London was as gloomy as ever, and the mist of grey misty enveloped the city like a typhoid patient’s face.

A man with a bowler hat drove the carriage past Zhang Heng, and the mud spots from the wheels splashed on Zhang Heng ’s trouser legs, but before the latter opened, the carriage had quickly disappeared on the street. .

Zhang Heng reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened and a middle-aged woman’s face came out, said with a slight smile, “Oh, you must be the new tenant here.”

“Mrs. Hudson?” Zhang Heng opened the mouth and said.

Mrs. Hudson is the hostess of 221B Baker Street in the original book. She usually works part-time as a kitchen lady and cleaner. These costs have been included in the rent, but her True Master looks younger than the original book, less than 40 Year-old look.

“Yes, Mr. Zhang Heng, where is your luggage?” Mrs. Hudson said enthusiastically, looking out behind Zhang Heng.

The latter froze for a while, “Uh … where my luggage was left with my friend, and I will pick it up later, but there is not much, can I go and see my room first?”

“Of course.” Mrs. Hudson said, “Come in, here is your home in the future. The furniture and so on are all well matched and the light is not bad. You can see the street below when you open the curtains …” But when she said this, she kept talking.

Zhang Heng asked, “What’s wrong?”

“… It’s your roommate, his character may be a little weird, but I can assure you that he is a decent person, but there are some minor problems in his body, and no one is perfect,” Mrs. Hudson sighed, “No matter How are you, welcome. “

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, “My roommate, where is he now?”

“He went out to listen to the concert in the afternoon, but it’s almost time to come back at this time.” Mrs. Hudson’s tone barely fell, and there was a knock on the door again.

Mrs. Hudson turned back and opened the door again. At this time stood a 6-foot-high, thin, aquiline nose man who looked away. He seemed to wander in the ocean of music until he noticed Hudson. Zhang Heng behind his wife.

“Oh, it seems that my roommate is here. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Sherlock Holmes. Just call me Holmes.” He said as he stretched out a palm with traces of ink and reagent.