We Are Gamers

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Because I was not full at noon, I found a restaurant on the side of the road for dinner.

In fact, starvation has no effect on players, it's just a habitual gluttony.

Time passed by, and it was night.

At about [-] o'clock in the evening, the two entered the park again. There was very little trust in the park at night. After all, square dancing is not allowed here.

It can be seen from a distance of tens of meters. Behind the previous trash can, the previous homeless people have already stayed there and waited.

"good evening."

Bai Ge said hello.

"I've been waiting for you for over an hour."

The homeless man has heavy bags under his eyes, and his unhealthy body is even paler now, but he is still very excited, clenched his fists, and his expression is quite excited: "I found two clues, two in total."

"speak slowly."

Bai Ge was not in a hurry: "Which two clues?"

"Sighting clues, and clues of actual contact."

The homeless man swallowed and said, "A beggar saw her with his own eyes, and saw her chatting with a nearby singer."

"What about the specific content?"

Bai Ge asked casually.

The homeless man stopped talking, stared at Baige, licked his lips, and looked nervous.

Seeing this, Feiqiu took out a wad of [-] yuan that he had knocked out by crashing a car.

The homeless man swallowed, took the money carefully, looked around, and put the money into his pocket after making sure there was no one there.

"thanks, thanks……"

The homeless man’s lips trembled a few times, and the money fell into his pocket. He also continued to say with confidence: "The beggar is begging in the Tianjie Street three streets away. There are many beggars in that street, and there are also many performers. The singer... the beautiful girl in the portrait has been here twice, one was four or five days ago, and the other was yesterday."

"Are you sure it's the same person?"

The African Chief asked: "Is that right?"

"It's impossible to read it wrong, the beggar has said it all."

The homeless man lowered his voice: "I gave away the last few good cigarettes I had left before he let go and said that the girl was one of the most beautiful and strange people he had ever seen. Wrong, let alone came twice."

"Has she communicated with the piano player?"

Bai Ge asked calmly: "What did you talk about?"

"The beggar said he didn't hear clearly, but the content is probably a very ordinary conversation."

The homeless man was not very quick to speak: "The girl said she likes to listen to the violin, but she left within a minute every time she came."

"Who is that guy playing the violin?"

Bai Ge continued to ask: "Gender, age, time of haunting?"

"It should be a man. You can't tell your age by wearing a hat, and you can't be sure when you come and go. The beggar said that he often runs in several places, changing places every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and sometimes stays here for as long as a week. A day or two." The homeless man paused for a moment: "That's all I know... If there's more, you can go over there and ask yourself, the beggar probably hasn't left yet."

"Well...you can go."

Bai Ge waved his hand, but didn't continue to ask any questions.

"thanks, thanks."

The tramp lowered his head again, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, another voice came from behind.

"and many more……"

The homeless man's back tensed suddenly, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

He heard Bai Ge add indifferently: "If you still have something to say, tell me now, there is still time."

"No, no more..."

The homeless man gritted his teeth, his breathing began to become short of breath, cold sweat dripped down his back.

"I'll ask again... where is it?"

Bai Ge's voice was a little lower, with a little cold reverberation: "Don't make me repeat it a third time."

"Dongcheng Art Museum..."

The homeless man said five words with a trembling voice. He almost sat down, his breathing was rapid, his heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't dare to turn his head. He was afraid that if he turned around, he would see his own back the next moment.

He thought he wouldn't be seen through, but he still showed his feet after all. He had no reason to think about what would happen to Xiao Smart because of his greed.

With trembling arms and extremely rapid breathing, he waited for the referee behind him, even giving up the idea of ​​escaping.

Ten seconds passed, thirty seconds passed, sixty seconds passed...

There was no movement, he stood there dryly, sweating profusely, until a gust of cold wind blew, making him shiver, subconsciously looked back...there was no one under the street lamp.

……

"How do you know?" Feiqiu asked strangely: "I heard his words, and I don't think there is any problem?"

"There is no problem with the wording, because it is very likely to be true, and it is indeed not worth doubting at this level of detail. Even if it is a special falsification, it will take a considerable amount of time to verify." Bai Ge said: "The direction I am considering is not The amount of evidence and the direction of the clues...but his expression, attitude, and reaction."

"What's wrong with your attitude?" Fei Chief thought for a while, "I'm very nervous."

"Do you think being nervous is enough?" Bai Ge asked back, "This is a deal."

"He asked to see the money, and he was careful enough," Feiji said again.

"But there is still one emotion missing." Bai Ge said bluntly: "Greed."

"...So that's it, I understand." Fei Chief realized: "This transaction was made out of greed for money, but I couldn't see the slightest bit of greed. There was no ecstasy or joy, but I was too cautious."

"He didn't even count the amount of the money, and he didn't check whether it was counterfeit." Bai Ge said indifferently: "Maybe he didn't dare to do it out of fear, but if he didn't leave immediately after receiving the money, it would look fake."

"But how do you know that he has both sides and made a double-sided deal?" Feiqiu said strangely: "How can there be such evidence? According to speculation, it should be that he deliberately falsified the information."

"I'm not sure, I just cheated on purpose. There is a possibility. The reason for this judgment...is because of one thing." Bai Ge raised his index finger: "He didn't return the portrait to me... Suppose it's because If it was lost for any other reason, it’s okay to tell me directly, but I deliberately didn’t mention it, so I can’t tell me the specific reason why it was lost.”

"...was taken away by the Black Swallow Die himself?" Fei Chief took a light breath: "This is really unexpected..."

"They didn't have the spirit of contract in the first place, and being bought by anyone is a possible result." Bai Ge said flatly: "Taking a step back... I released the information on purpose. She just needs to pay attention to it, and there is a certain probability that she will notice it." , I am not surprised that she will react like this at that time, the problem now is that she has given the location, please enter the urn, it depends on whether you dare to go."

"Go, why don't you go?" Fei Chief said proudly, "I am an assassin, if it is compared to stealth skills, who can be better than me..."

"Then speed up." Bai Ge glanced at the time: "I'll give you ten minutes, go over there first and wait for you."

"You bragging a little too much, I'm an assassin, assassins, do you understand, all of them are A+ level agility... oh oh oh shit!" Fei Chief took a big mouthful of air before he finished boasting. , He stared wide-eyed, watching Baige rushing out a hundred meters away with a few light steps, even walking leisurely at high altitude, he could still see the first step and the second step clearly, and even the afterimage of the third step could not be found.

"Damn!" The non-chief raised his right arm and pulled out a piece of darkness with his bare hands. The black feathers shrouded his body like a shadow. The next moment he also started a rapid charge. As an assassin, he lost to other types of players in terms of speed , but it's a shame.

This piece of equipment that can be used for racing is naturally not ordinary equipment. In the eyes of many assassins, it is a magic weapon, but it is a pity that it has a small flaw.

【Night Crow Feather Weaving】

[Category: Special armor (cloak)]

[Attribute: Dark Night]

[Level: Rare (Perfect)]

[Introduction: Stolen spell props]

[One of the special effects of the equipment: visual synchronization - incarnate as a dark night crow and fly in the sky, sharing part of the vision]

[Equipment special effect [-]: Walk with me—transform into a jet-black feather and attach to its body, which can sneak in the dark, isolate the sound and eliminate the breath]

[Remarks: Night Crow, who misses his previous master, thinks about defecting all the time]

It is worth mentioning that more than half of the equipment on the non-chiefs was snatched and stolen.

This is not an assassin, this is simply a robber... What a gamer.

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six minutes later.

"I've been waiting for you for three minutes, it's too slow." Bai Ge said dissatisfied, "It's enough for me to beat a Fett dog."

"My lungs are about to come out, and you're still not satisfied." Fei Chief panted heavily: "You are a monster, you run so fast, what equipment and skills?"

"It's specialization, because I am a man who is as happy as the wind."

Baige stopped, and there was an art gallery in the east of the city in front of him. Although it was an art gallery, it was actually a building that was built a century and a half ago. All the artworks had been removed, and the interior was empty.

Because the building is seriously aging, it is cheaper to renovate than to demolish and rebuild, so the art gallery is no longer open... By the way, this art gallery is privately owned and is the property of the Nangong clan.

Because the art museum usually has only simple guards, it is too simple to bypass the outer layer and enter the interior, almost an undefended place.

It was easy to walk into the art gallery in the dark, and the pitch-dark environment did not affect Baige's vision.

The African chief also relied on the night crow's night vision ability to see clearly the interior environment of the art gallery.

The ground is fairly clean, but there is a lot of dust accumulated in the corners, there are no artworks, only empty glass closets, and the only thing of value is this ancient building.

In the huge art gallery, the two walked slowly.

The wonderful senses such as breath are not noticeable, but the eerie silence here is like wandering around a haunted house at night.

Fei Chief walked for a while, and asked impatiently: "Is there really anyone here? Could it be because they were released as pigeons..."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind howled.

But I saw a white phantom passing by in the darkness, and the heavy wind pressure was engulfing the inertial impact on the front door.

Bai Ge naturally stepped back sideways, avoiding the important position, and the non-chief was unresponsive for a single step, and was sucked into the heavy wind. The white phantom pushed the non-chief forcefully, and fell into the darkness far behind.

Bai Ge withdrew his sideways gaze, but he wasn't worried that Fei Chief would be instantly killed by a few tricks.

Even if it's a ghost, it's not the six lunatics on the chieftain.

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