Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god

After putting on the straw hat, Fu Luo's work efficiency has indeed increased several times or more.

He constantly collected information, recalled Lin Yu's characteristics, and then tirelessly searched for information.

He started with the key middle schools, key classes and "high scores" of Jiangcheng's recent three high school graduates. After all, Lin Yu looked very smart, and judging from his conversation and temperament, he should not be from a township middle school.

At the same time, he has been investigating posts such as "rescuing people" posted by various high school confession wall accounts three years ago - after all, although most of the time he only saw half of Lin Yu's face wearing a mask, Fu Luo still remembered it very clearly that the guy was very handsome.

This kind of "checking" like finding a needle in a haystack has always been the most useful.

In Fu Luo's view, the most important thing for a detective is "knowledge reserve", and the second is... "patience"!

Reality is not a mystery novel. There are not so many twists and turns in the case and perfect logic. There are actually very few cases that can be called "puzzles".

In most cases, the most important thing to sort out the truth is patience.

Fu Luo likes to solve puzzles and also likes to "investigate".

What's more...

Sometimes, in the process of "investigating", puzzles will be encountered.

Just like now.

"Jiangcheng Experimental Middle School, the college entrance examination graduation photo two years ago... This photo of Class 7 has a person erased."

"The honor roll of the good news in their publicity notice has also been photoshopped out of a person's trace."

Fu Luo keenly noticed some details that ordinary people would not notice.

"Ha... Is someone trying to hide the past of a high school student?"

Fu Luo vaguely felt that he seemed to have grasped the key to the problem.

Although the erased person may not be the "May" he was looking for, but...

A person with "erased traces" is right in front of Fu Luo, and it is difficult for Fu Luo not to investigate.

What's more, the intuition of being a detective also told Fu Luo...

This hidden person may have a thousand connections with that "May"!

It may even be the same person.

Fu Luo wrote down this class and then began to search for more relevant information about him on the Internet.

Soon, Fu Luo found the phone number of the head teacher.

After getting the phone number of the head teacher, Fu Luo thought about whether to call him.

But considering that it was late at night, Fu Luo finally gave up the idea and chose to go to the education website to check the list of everyone in the class.

As expected...

The number matched the photo, both were 64 people.

This means... there was still one person missing.

At this time, Fu Luo suddenly noticed that in the notice of commendation for "Three Good Students", a name from Class 7 appeared, but it was the first time he saw it.

"Lin... Lin what? Why is this word so blurry?"

This notice of Jiangcheng Experimental was directly photographed from the propaganda column, and the picture resolution was too low, so Fu Luo could only see that it was a surname of Lin, and the second word was blurred.

But fortunately, there was an attachment at the end of the website.

When he was about to download the attachment.

Suddenly, Fu Luo heard a rapid and laborious acceleration sound from the computer fan in the Internet cafe.

"Buzz--"

There are only a few people in the entire black Internet cafe except Fu Luo, and most of the machines are dormant.

At this moment, all the computers suddenly started up, and the computer screens lit up red!

Fu Luo's computer in front of him also turned pure red.

There were wailing sounds everywhere in the Internet cafe.

"Hey, why is this computer screen red?!"

"There are red screens!"

"Network administrator--"

The voices of several Internet-addicted teenagers who booked a night came one after another, but soon...

These complaints and wailing stopped abruptly.

Fu Luo finally realized that something was wrong. He quickly got up from the chair and took out a magnifying glass from his arms.

"It's really a ghost, I was phished!"

The commendation notice was not deleted by the other party...

It was left for phishing!

Who exactly is this "May"? How come he looks like an ordinary student, but there are so many traps when you check it down!

"Could it be a player?"

He climbed onto the table of the Internet cafe and looked around, only to see a strange red light filling the black Internet cafe.

All the Internet-addicted teenagers and network administrators fell asleep in a slumber.

On a bright red screen, the flashing cursor jumped, and then the same line of text popped up on all the screens.

"Player 'Forpolo', you have crossed the line!"

From just now, Fu Luo suspected that it was other "players" of the 'death game' who did it.

At this moment, his forum ID appeared on it, which could almost be said to be a lie.

After realizing that it was other players who planned all this, Fu Luo suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face turned pale.

"You are...you are a 'hacker'?!"

He whispered tremblingly and spoke to the computer screen.

Fu Luo knew that the other party could hear it.

Sure enough, new text appeared on the bright red screen.

"That's right."

Then, another ancient and simple emoticon appeared.

“:)”

Fu Luo didn’t find it cute at all, he just felt his legs go weak.

“I…I didn’t know he was yours!”

"I just met him in the game, and I was a little curious - I have no ill intentions!"

"You should know that I am just curious... I haven't even joined any organization."

Fu Luo spoke in a string, with a faint cry in his voice.

Since he was born, except for the time when he found his adoption record in his parents' drawers out of curiosity, this was the time when Fu Luo hated his curiosity the most!

And just as he was talking, the red screen suddenly went out.

The strange silence around him disappeared-all the machines that should be shut down were shut down, and the noisy voices sounded again.

"Fuck, network administrator! Fix it quickly! The machine is stuck!"

"Here it comes!"

As the conversation resumed, Fu Luo stroked his chest in shock.

"I'm here, have I passed the level?"

He slumped back in his chair, looking at the empty desktop on the computer screen, and felt cold sweat on his back.

But just as he reached out to take out the candy in his pocket to eat a piece to calm his nerves, he felt that the candy in his trouser pocket had been taken away.

Beside him, the petite girl in a hood ate one and threw the box on the table.

Seeing Fu Luo's stunned expression, she grinned.

"No, I didn't pass, Mr. 'Forpolo'."

"Anyway... First of all, don't continue to investigate."

"Secondly - in the next 'something', I will observe your performance."

"If you don't perform well, you will be expelled... You should know that the 'exit' I said does not refer to the forum."

She said, and then without waiting for Fu Luo to answer, she took a step forward -

The girl got into the computer screen and disappeared.

Fu Luo sat there, feeling that his heart was finally dead.

"Damn it, what the hell is this!"

After he finished cursing, a hand suddenly stretched out from the screen.

"Pa!"

A crisp slap sounded on Fu Luo's face.

"Don't say dirty words!"

A scolding voice came from the screen.