Chapter 452: Everyone in the Chat Group Is My Alt Account!

As a true genius girl, she had already earned multiple doctorates and, after countless cycles of refinement, her wisdom was nothing short of astonishing.

After joining the chat group, the moment she saw the member list, she had already guessed much.

Among the members, apart from a few, she knew most—either directly or indirectly.

Even if she didn’t know them, a quick online search would reveal everything.

So the question arose: if all other members were anime characters, then what about her?

“If my world is also an anime, novel, movie…”

Gray Original sighed inwardly, nearly grasping the truth: “Then it’s most likely a detective series—even the bizarre save-and-reload mechanic could be explained as a unique feature of this work!”

But…

Gray Original’s gaze, barely concealed, scanned the strange people before her.

They were problematic.

That was her immediate conclusion upon seeing them.

Walter and Shizuka exchanged a glance, both understanding: this girl’s hidden secrets were likely substantial.

“Though she appears childish, her soul doesn’t seem as deceptive as her outward appearance~”

Shizuka pondered silently, her expression unreadable.

The Train Crew never dug into others’ secrets.

After all, who this girl was didn’t truly concern them—as long as she wasn’t malicious, the rest didn’t need scrutiny.

Just as the adults in the Train Crew were pondering, a gray-furred creature suddenly dashed past, leaping straight at the quiet, cold little girl…

“What about the quest? Do we need to finish side quests before entering the main storyline?”

Star Core’s cold, elegant aura vanished instantly; she stared at the quest NPC with the intensity of a Husky, eyes fixed on the dazzling, almost blinding exclamation mark above her head.

“If I complete the quest, is there any rare artifact trash can unique to this world?”

Since obtaining several delightful artifact trash cans from Immortal Boat with her good friend Qingque, the great Star Core had grown…

Hmm, still quite interested.

Yet compared to the ever-surprising artifact trash cans, ordinary ones now ranked low on her list—she no longer sought them out deliberately.

“A-Xing!”

March 7, seeing Sakura’s sparkling eyes beside her, covered her face, then firmly subdued the Star Core, scolding:

“Itachi’re old enough to be a big sister—set a proper example for Sakura!”

“Otherwise~”

March 7 logged off; Chang Yueye took over, revealing a distinctly eerie smile as she gently told the Star Core: “Otherwise, I’ll turn Itachi into your beloved artifact trash can!”

“Understand?”

“But~”

The Star Core shrank back, pouting: “But I’m just a newborn baby!”

“How am I supposed to know what a proper example is?”

“Hmm~”

Chang Yueye had no reply; after all, the creature’s age had been officially confirmed—it was even younger than Sakura.

Shizuka watched the children in the Train Crew playfully bickering, smiling: wasn’t this how bonds formed?

But…

“Little March is growing up so nicely—she’s truly acting like a big sister now!”

“Hehehe, I’m not that good~”

Hearing praise from her revered Shizuka-nee, March 7 beamed with a dopey grin, eyes gleaming—this was music to her ears; she hoped for more.

“Alright, playtime’s over. Let’s get to the point.”

Under the wide-eyed stares of the Train Crew, Shizuka elegantly brewed a pot of coffee, then softly addressed the little girl:

“Now, tell us your plans. If Itachi still remember how to get home, we can take Itachi back. If not, we can call the police to help.”

Gray Original looked at the woman who could pass for her mother, narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the chat interface, paused, then probed:

“Chat group?”

Shizuka’s expression didn’t change; she still smiled warmly at the girl’s performance.

“Walter? Aozaki Suzu? Luo Qianqiu?… Hermes?”

As Gray Original named each one, Shizuka’s expression subtly shifted—when she reached Hermes, Shizuka’s smile faded, her gaze sharpening with sudden understanding.

“I see.”

Shizuka’s lips curled slightly; she now knew exactly what situation she was facing.

“Itachi were just invited, weren’t Itachi?”

Otherwise, this girl wouldn’t be testing the waters so carefully.

…

On the chat interface, Zhou Zhe watched the silent Gray Original, narrowing his eyes.

Strange.

This reaction was off.

If she were truly the eternal little girl he remembered, her response to his earlier remark shouldn’t have been this…

Zhou Zhe: “...So, is this Gray Original really the one from Detective Conan?”

Zhou Zhe: “Could it be that every single account in this chat group, despite appearing numerous, is actually just one person’s alt accounts?”

Unable to figure it out, Zhou Zhe decided to cut straight to the point.

Though his intellect might not match Gray Original’s, as a transmigrator, wasn’t his mindset and adaptability superior?

He wouldn’t tiptoe around like Gray Original, testing the waters.

Luo Qianqiu: “...Itachi’re right. Everyone in this chat group except Itachi is my alt account.”

Luo Qianqiu: “Don’t believe me? Watch me type ‘1’!”

Jiuyuan Feiniao: “1”

Indecisive: “1”

…

Aozaki Suzu: “1”

Beichangtan: “1, but Qianqiu-niece, isn’t this a bit unethical?”

The girl, after clicking the chain reply, seemed slightly embarrassed.

Hermes: “Little Beichangtan, doing this is certainly wrong.”

Hermes: “Sweetheart, don’t learn from this guy—he’s grown up and still resorts to trickery.”

Luo Qianqiu: “...Hahahaha!”

Luo Qianqiu: “I didn’t plan to do this—I just couldn’t help laughing watching Little Ai and Zhou Zhe, two newcomers, engage in such a brilliant mental duel.”

Luo Qianqiu: "Isn't this just like the intellectual duel between Four Palace Kaguya and Shirogane Gin?"