Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Oh no! Oh no! I've made a huge fool of myself!

Matsumiya Tomomi, you're such an idiot! How could you forget something like that?!

No no no!

We absolutely have to salvage our image!

But what should I do?

calm down!

Tomomi Matsumiya, you are a mature adult!

You'll definitely find a way!

"call……"

Matsumiya Tomomi quietly took a deep breath to calm herself, trying to organize her thoughts to break the awkward and stifling atmosphere in the car, and incidentally salvage her image.

At this moment, An Zeliang spoke first, asking in a slightly worried tone, "Sister Songgong, I'm a little scared. What if that scumbag killer comes after me because I was the one who reported the discovery of the body?"

Sensing the tension and worry in Anze Ryo's tone, Matsumiya Tomomi seemed to have her big sister aura switched on, instantly forgetting about saving face and quickly comforting him:

"Don't worry, Anze, I can assure you that you are perfectly safe!"

"Really? But I'm still a little worried... What if he really finds me? Should I stay in the police station for a few days?"

An Zeliang continued to feign fear, trying to extract useful information.

The police definitely know more about the "scumbag killer" than I do, so getting information from Matsumiya Tomomi is the fastest and best way.

"Of course it's true! That scumbag killer won't retaliate against you just because you called the police. There have been eyewitnesses who saw him commit crimes before, and he didn't do anything to them, letting them leave. So, the scumbag killer only kills scumbags. A simple high school student like you, Anze, is absolutely safe! Don't worry!" Matsumiya Tomomi comforted Anze Ryo with care.

"Huh? A witness?"

An Zeliang's mind went blank for a moment, and he feigned surprise.

"Yes, much of the information the police had about the suspect came from that eyewitness."

At this point, Matsumiya Tomomi was unaware that she had been tricked into revealing information.

After all, it's really hard to be wary of a high school student who looks innocent and well-behaved.

In addition, his handsome appearance and innocent expression make him especially easy to win the favor and trust of women.

"So, does that mean the gender of the 'scumbag killer' also comes from eyewitnesses?"

An Zeliang continued to ask questions like a curious child.

"correct."

Matsumiya Tomomi nodded in agreement.

Then, she suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but complain, "One of our crime-solving experts used his power to suppress this information in order to show off, and didn't disclose it to the public, making people who didn't know the truth think that all the clues came from his personal ability. Tsk! How annoying."

Matsumiya Tomomi looked disgusted as she said these words.

She truly loathed those pretentious experts.

They're not good at solving cases, but they're all eager to claim credit.

An Zeliang, sitting in the back seat, narrowed his eyes.

Witnesses said the suspect was male?

This is interesting.

In the simulated memory, the person who killed him was clearly a woman!

Either the person you encountered in the simulated memory wasn't a scumbag killer, but a copycat murderer.

Or, the eyewitness is lying!

"In short, Anze, you really don't need to worry. You can get a good night's sleep and go to school the next day. Nothing dangerous will happen to you."

Matsumiya Tomomi paused, then added, "Besides, don't you already have my contact information? If, and I mean if, you ever sense any danger around you, contact your older sister immediately, and she'll get there as quickly as possible to protect you!"

"Okay! With Matsumiya-neechan here, I can rest assured."

An Zeliang seemed to have gained some sense of security and let out a long sigh.

Matsumiya Tomomi secretly glanced at Yasuzawa Ryo's expression in the rearview mirror, and her heart immediately filled with excitement.

so cute!

He said he felt relieved with Matsumiya-neechan around!

Could it be that he sees me as an older sister he can rely on?

Oh my god, if this trend continues... will he develop feelings for me that go beyond dependence, and then send me a confession text message on some quiet night?

If things really develop to that point, should I accept it? Or should I accept it? Or should I accept it?

"Matsumiya-neechan".

"No, no, we can't do it now!"

"what?"

Matsumiya Tomomi's strange reaction startled Yasuzawa Ryo.

"cough……"

Matsumiya Tomomi snapped out of her daze and realized she had misspoke. She quickly made an excuse to explain, "What I meant was, even though I'm here, we still can't let our guard down. We have to be aware of any potential dangers around us. After all, there are more than just scumbag killers in this world."

"That makes sense. As expected of Matsumiya-neechan, she's a truly reliable police officer," Anze Ryo exclaimed.

"Anze, if you keep praising your sister like that, she'll get arrogant," Matsumiya Yumi said with a smile, regaining her composure.

“But I was just telling the truth.” An Zeliang blinked.

"cough……"

Matsumiya Tomomi took a deep breath, suppressing her strange feelings. "Speaking of which, I don't think I know where Anze's brother's house is."

"Oh right, I was so busy chatting with Matsumiya-neechan that I was distracted."

An Zeliang gave his address.

Tomomi Matsumiya opened the navigation.

The awkward atmosphere disappeared after the conversation.

On the way, the two chatted about various topics.

During this time, An Zeliang seemed somewhat distracted as he pondered the clues he had just obtained.

Matsumiya Tomomi mistakenly thought that Yasuzawa Ryo was still worried, and kept saying a lot of comforting words.

The car continued until it reached the vicinity of Anze Liang's residence.

"Alright, you're home. Anze, don't think about those messy things anymore. If you can't sleep tonight, you can call your sister. She's always here for you!"

Before leaving, Matsumiya Tomomi offered another word of comfort and even made a phone call gesture near her ear.

"Won't this disturb Matsumiya-nee's rest?"

An Zeliang blinked.

"Don't worry, it won't happen!"

Matsumiya Tomomi answered with a smile.

Please!

Who would feel disturbed having a long phone conversation with a handsome high school boy late at night?

Please call me every night!

"Okay, I'm going back now. Remember to get some rest!"

Matsumiya Tomomi waved and drove away.

Watching the departing car, An Zeliang fell into thought again.

He is not a meddlesome person.

But the scenario of being murdered in the simulated memories was too horrifying for him.

Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, unless someone is someone you frequently interact with, they would have no chance of finding out that you are a scumbag.

"So, who knows, maybe the 'scumbag killer' lives near my house..."

An Zeliang unconsciously thought of the strange female neighbor he had encountered when he first moved in, the Lolita girl.

"Could it be her?"

"It seems that all the clues point to her."

As An Zeliang pondered this, he walked towards the apartment building.

The streets were silent at night, like a stagnant pool.

The long-neglected streetlights emitted a faint light overhead.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the temperature was a bit low, causing An Zeliang, who was only wearing his school uniform, to shiver.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he subconsciously looked up.

One window stood out.

The girl next door was standing in front of the window, wearing a black Lolita dress, staring straight at him.

Chapter 31: Under Surveillance, Preparing for Simulation

An Zeliang felt a chill run down his spine upon realizing he was being watched.

Could it be that this guy has really set his sights on me?

Unsure whether the Lolita girl was a heartbreaker, he had to be cautious.

An Zeliang sighed softly, subtly withdrawing his gaze and pretending to be indifferent as he calmly and slowly walked towards the steps.

"The reconnaissance ability is still somewhat effective. If it weren't for the reconnaissance ability, I might not have been able to detect that I was being monitored."