Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 22 - 20. The probability of encountering danger at the corner is greater than that of falling in love.

Chapter 22: 20. The probability of encountering danger at the corner is greater than that of falling in love.

A woman in a Western-style shirt walked into the alley, her shirt stained with blood.

"Miss, I'm very sorry, I'm late!"

"Have you dealt with those people?"

"Yes!"

The girl wiped her mouth again, finally releasing her blood-stained lips. "Is there any medicine left?"

The woman in the shirt was stunned for a moment but then came to her senses. "There's one bottle left."

"Give it to me."

The girl took a pistol-like, high-tech injector from the woman's hand and then walked over to Dubian Che, looking down at him.

The blood-stained woman took two steps to the front of Dubian Che and before he could react, she easily controlled his body.

"What's wrong?" Dubian Che didn't understand. "I came to save you."

At that moment, the woman in the shirt felt a stick against her and quickly pulled out an Alloy Steel Telescopic Stick from behind him.

Then she found a stun gun, pepper spray, a powerful flashlight, an alarm, a recording pen, and a multi-purpose folding knife on him.

The items clattered together.

"This," sweat flowed down from Dubian Che's temples, "I heard that Ochazuke is dangerous at night, so I brought some things for self-defense. After what just happened, I think you can understand my behavior, right?"

The girl kicked at the pile of "weapons" with her shoe, a humorless smile on her dark face.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"I'm just a student. I can show you my student card... of course, I didn't bring it with me. But please believe me, I really mean no harm."

"Student?"

"Yes, first year of high school."

The girl narrowed her eyes, emanating a strong sense of danger. "Since you're a student, why would you carry these things?"

"Do you believe I was here for coffee?"

"Appearing at just the right moment, a student, for coffee? What exactly are you hiding?"

"It really was an accident! I don't even know those people from earlier!"

The girl stared into Dubian Che's eyes for a long time, her gloomy face suddenly breaking into a smile.

Dubian Che breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you know what this is?" The girl looked at the injector in her hand.

"An anesthetic?"

"Anesthetic?" The girl paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, clearly pleased. "Why would I use such childish stuff?"

"Suxamethonium, ever heard of it?"

Before Dubian Che could respond, she continued to explain:

"Once this drug enters the body, the person will quickly be paralyzed. In clinical medicine, patients are injected with this drug before surgery to prevent them from moving during the procedure. But..."

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She gave Dubian Che a mischievously evil smile.

"Without a breathing tube, the injected person will eventually suffocate to death while fully conscious."

The girl's smile in the shadow was downright demonic.

"You, you want to kill me?" Dubian Che couldn't believe it.

'Is a task worth 100,000 points this difficult? Hasn't the event ended already?'

"Why?" The girl's demeanor turned from playful to cold as she held the injector to her lips. "Touching my man, you're the first."

"I saved you, and it was clearly you..."

He didn't finish his sentence when the girl interrupted him. "I was the one who touched you, but what does that matter?"

Dubian Che watched her shift between coldness and laughter, filled with uncertain dread.

Aren't the reports all saying that Tokyo has good public safety? How could there be random killers like this? Or was this girl bluffing him?

Dubian Che was about to probe further, but the girl already stepped forward, and the woman behind him covered his mouth and pulled up the sleeve on his left arm.

Before he could react, the injector plunged in, and the cold liquid quickly entered his bloodstream.

Dubian Che's breathing became difficult, his consciousness gradually blurring.

'It's actually real...'

He thought to exchange for Healing Medicine, but his still-lucid brain immediately restrained the impulse.

Even if his body recovered now, with his physical strength, he would just be killed again. Worse, if he survived being injected with a lethal drug, he would most likely be taken away, then confined, drained of blood, and researched.

"Miss, the fingerprints have been cleaned up."

"Call Miyano, let him..."

******

When Dubian Che awoke, he found himself still lying in the alley.

It was as if he had just slept, feeling nothing on his body, not even seeing the tiny puncture made by the injector on his arm.

Only the dust on his clothes proved that everything that had happened was real.

It seemed that the Healing Medicine had worked.

Dubian Che checked his phone for the time, half past nine, he had been unconscious for about fifteen minutes.

All the weapons on the ground were gone, was the opponent planning to disguise his death as "suddenly falling ill and dying while walking down the street"?

Dubian Che didn't have time to think too much, confirmed that there were no obvious guards outside, and pretended to go for a walk as he left the alley.

Suppressing the urge to head straight back to his rental, Dubian Che intentionally took the tram on a long detour, bought a set of summer clothes along the way, and checked into a hotel where he changed into his new outfit.

No one had come for him during this time, which allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Tonight's events were a terrifying experience for someone who had led a normal life.

People do not just go around killing!

His acquired "Love System" must surely be correct, right?

Leaving the hotel, Dubian Che threw the bag with his old clothes into a trash can at the station.

Lying in bed that evening and reflecting on the events, he remained deeply worried, even considering whether he should leave Tokyo.

Given the girl's ordeal and the casual attitude towards killing, her social status must be incredibly high, something he would not have encountered in his life if not for the "temporary event" in the system.

But in a big city with more than ten million people, the chances of noticing him, a nobody, due to the girl's status were minuscule.

He also only identified himself as a student earlier without revealing any specific information, and since he didn't plan on taking part in any public activities in the future, a bit of caution should suffice for him to stay, right?

Who would have thought that someone injected with suxamethonium could survive?

The body was gone, the opponent might suspect it was the kidnappers who had handled the body to avoid additional trouble.

But it was still too dangerous, leaving Tokyo was indeed safer.

However, how could he convince his parents back home?

Thinking it over, his brain overwhelmed by fatigue, he quickly fell asleep.

On Saturday and Sunday, unsure of what to do, Dubian Che kept his door locked and holed up in his rental, gathering information.

Whether it was newspapers or various gossip media, he did not expect to find reports about Ochazuke, nor any information about the girl with such a high social standing.

Searching through famous capitalists and politicians' families revealed many female names, but no pictures, so he didn't know who the opponent was.

His meals over the last two days were bought from a convenience store in the early hours.

He refused invitations from Kunii Shuichi and Saito Keisuke to hang out and even called the supermarket where he had a part-time job to quit outright.

Yuzao Haomei sent him several messages about treating him out, which he ignored entirely.

He hoped that the other party had good "professional ethics" and would not "break up" over such a minor issue.

For two days, no one came looking for him, allowing Dubian Che to feel considerably relieved temporarily.

During that time, he even researched places to go after leaving Tokyo and gathered information about suxamethonium.

On Monday, he wore the western-style school uniform of Goda High School, and to avoid exposing himself in crowded places, he changed his usual routine and left home early.

There was no one at Goda High School at that time as the earliest student to school usually arrived at seven-thirty.

Only one black sedan was visible from afar, parked at the school gate, and as he approached, its luxurious feel hit him.

Even though Dubian Che was not knowledgeable about car brands, he felt that this car was certainly expensive.

However, what he really wanted was a bumper car.

At the start of the school term, he roamed around Tokyo alone, and in Shibuya, he saw a group of middle-aged men proudly driving bumper cars through the streets; their expressions were awe-inspiring.

He had envied them for quite a while.

Thinking aimlessly about these things, Dubian Che turned the corner into the school.

His heart skipped a beat.

The school building of Goda High School was accessible via a long road from the school gate, with a tall oak tree standing in the center of the road.

The oak tree's leaves were lush and tender green, resembling a screen.

At this moment, a group of people in black clothes, black pants, and black sunglasses, as if out of a movie scene, walked into his line of sight around the edge of the oak tree.

A girl in Goda High School's uniform was surrounded by them, with hair down to her shoulders, she yawned boredly.

One of the women in black whispered something to the girl, and the girl looked up.

She saw Dubian Che.

Her bored expression paused, then liveliness took over, a hint of a smile forming in her eyes as if she had discovered something interesting.

The group walked past Dubian Che and continued straight on.

Dubian Che tried to act as if nothing had happened and continued toward the school building, but he couldn't help looking back.

The rear door of the luxury car was open, a black-clothed person was waiting by the door, and on the luxurious back seat, the girl leisurely examined her nails with her long legs propped up.

She was inviting me into the car... Dubian Che understood the scenario.

At that moment, he remembered a famous saying, "As everyone knows, the Island Country is like a village."

And this phrase very much fit the style of a "Love Game"!

Dubian Che took a deep breath, tried to appear calm, and walked over slowly.

The backseat of the car was spacious, divided into two facing rows, with the girl sitting alone in the center of the back row, and the woman who had locked his joints sitting opposite the girl.

He slid into the seat next to the woman, also facing the girl.

The car door was gently closed, and the sedan started moving, slowly leaving Goda High School.