Kurokawa Saki watched as No. 9 lost her composure and fell into silence.
Well, she also silently lit a candle for No. 9. Who would want to work for 3 years straight only to fail at the last moment? It seemed that No. 3 should have seeked death purposely when he looked for No. 4, trying to kill himself because he couldn't stand it.
While some of them have their moral bottom line as low as possible, some of them were ordinary civilians before the game started.
Or there might even be people working as civil servants as she had no idea.
After all, Kurokawa Saki was just an ordinary person in the crowd in her previous life. Without the large number of game skill points, she would be nothing more than an ordinary person.
Three years in this game was more than enough to make them suffer a lot.
After all, neither black or red side was easy to play.
Time passed quietly while Kurokawa Saki played in her new mansion. She had to say that Vermouth is really generous. When Kurokawa Saki received the money, she directly used it to buy a new mansion.
Even Morofushi Hiromitsu was speechless by her generous spending.
But since it's the black money from the organization, they chose to turn blind eye to it. No matter what Kurokawa Saki wanted to use it for, they would not say anything.
"It's time." Kurokawa Saki was looking at the brain channel while No. 4 was broadcasting excitedly. She seemed to be the type of the fun girl who liked to make trouble.
…
Police Officer in the Metropolitan Police Station [4]: I see Gin and Vodka! Ah, they're really playing the roller coaster. It's actually quite funny, you know. If I'm not afraid of attracting hatred, I really want to take pictures. Tsk, the murder can't be stopped and it's really annoying.
Police Officer in the Metropolitan Police Station [4]: Oh, oh, oh, Shinichi is following after Gin. I'll wait from a distance and only come closer after Gin is gone. Hey, I don't want to be the second person to have my head knocked off.
Police Officer in the Metropolitan Police Station [4]: Ahh!! It's here, Conan Edogawa!
…
Amidst No. 4 passionate rambling, the system notification rang out.
[Congratulations for completing the prologue part of the game. Calculating the mission progress….
Red Side: 75%
Black Side: 10%
It's seen that the Black Side didn't manage to progress the story further and their involvement is limited. The remaining survivors:
Red side: 4 people
Black side: 0 people
Third party: 1 people
New rules are in effect, players are not allowed to kill each other and the time limited missions will be released frequently.
Releasing people from the black room…]
[[No. 2]: Wait, wait, how the hell did you manage to advance the red party's progress by a freaking 75%? Even after excluding the 10% that the black side made so that it could directly reduce the progress, it's still a freaking 65%]
[[No. 9]: Isn't it because you all died so early? I have to work hard to support you all alone! How come the other black side couldn't even last 2 months?]
[Police Officer in the Metropolitan Police Station [4]: You yourself died just two days away from the start of the main storyline]]
[[No. 9]: Damn it! I blame whoever is taking action against the FBI that day! It must be an undercover agent! An undercover agent aahhhh!]
Amidst their rambling, the system continued.