You don't decrypt at all do you?

The scores of both players are around 9, which basically means that they will reach the stage of 8 in one more game.

But from a real-world perspective, none of them made it to 10.

Including Lin Muyang, it means that there are already 3 players who can match the numbers with the backstage staff of the game.

That's a coincidence.

Zhu Wen was embarrassed to say that this might be a coincidence.

Neither of them responded, and the man naturally didn't bother to wait for their response, so he lowered his head to check.

The man's brows were solemn and frowning all the time, but it was difficult to see any emotional changes on his face.He lowered his head and flipped through his panel. After a few seconds, the fingers that flipped the panel paused, took a step back, and raised his head cautiously.

Just as the man was about to speak, he raised his head and faced a shoe sole.

The next second, the man flew up: "???"

Ji Shuang: "..."

She turned her head to look at Zhu Wen, and said expressionlessly, "Shall we say hello next time?"

Zhu Wen was noncommittal, and glanced down at Ji Shuang's right hand: "Didn't you say hello?"

Ji Shuang's movements froze, her right hand that was beating on her side loosened, and a small dagger with a cold light slid out.

"I……"

Ji Shuang paused, pointed at the man lying on the ground, trying to quibble: "It's all because of his wrong expression."

Zhu Wen nodded: "Yeah."

Ji Shuang's face darkened, and it was the first time in her life that she discovered that the word "hmmm" could still convey a sense of yin and yang.She took a deep breath and threw the dagger with a black face.

With a "ding" sound, the dagger was nailed into the hand of the man who was about to ring the alarm bell after falling down and finally getting up, grinning and pressing his chest to see if his ribs were intact.

man:"……"

Zhu Wen turned his head, looked at the man, and frowned: "Why did you ring the bell?"

Man: "..." Why should I ring the bell, do you really have no idea?

He stared at Zhu Wen, looking puzzled.

On the one hand, I couldn't figure out why a good colleague raised his leg and gave him a kind greeting, and on the other hand, I didn't understand why there were such violent elements among my colleagues.

This wave was so lost in thought that he couldn't remember for a while that Ji Shuang's knife hadn't pierced him at all, and he just kept looking at Zhu Wen and Ji Shuang with a frozen movement.

Looking at it, the man suddenly felt blessed.

Wait a minute.

A man and a woman, dare to do anything, lawless, stubborn.

hiss--

The man thought about it, and tentatively said: "You are the one..." He swallowed, looked at Zhu Wen: "Zhu Wen?" Then he looked at Ji Shuang: "Ji Shuang?"

Ji Shuang turned her eyes away, and pressed her forehead—a headache.

Zhu Wen Xinqi raised his eyebrows: "Do you know us?"

Ji Shuang: "..." It's only been a month since you alerted the security department last time!

Man: "..." It's not to the point of "knowledge", it's just comprehension.

"It's fine if you know him." Zhu Wen didn't mean to ask the man to answer him. After all, whether you know him or not is a meaningless question.

He has a more meaningful question here.

Zhu Wen turned sideways slightly, and asked Ji Shuang, "Or tuck the belt? Get the pass?"

Ji Shuang: "...Yes."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

He walked over to the man.

"Wait a minute!" The man raised his hand towards Zhu Wen, staring with a look of something to say: "What are you doing?!"

Zhu Wen frowned and pointed to the buckle on his belt.

The man covered his crotch.

With a "tsk", Zhu Wen took out the anesthesia gun.

The man rushed forward, pressed Zhu Wen's hand and started shouting, "I'll tell you that the backstage of the game is monitored! You won't end well if you do this!"

He held Zhu Wen's hand back and forth to avoid the muzzle, and tried his best to resist: "Is there anything we can't sit down and talk about? Before the situation is serious, where should you go and go! The game will not pursue it!"

Zhu Wen's hand holding the gun was held down by the man, and he frowned: "You..."

The man struggled and shouted: "Why do you want my pass? My pass can only go to the supervision room at most. Are you looking for the prison guard? Give up!"

After speaking, the man fell to the ground.

The anesthetic in the tranquilizer gun is missing a dose.

Zhu Wen: "...?"

He turned his head slowly and looked at Ji Shuang.

Ji Shuang narrowed her eyes and spread her hands: "?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then fell silent.

Ji Shuang didn't know what happened, but he didn't understand why Zhu Wen was held down by a game staff for so long, it was unreasonable.

What Zhu Wen didn't understand was much deeper.

From just now to now, he has never been grabbing a gun with a man, let alone playing any pulling force with a man.He didn't even try, just the man himself, holding the gun and shaking his hand around for a while, and then shot himself and sent himself away.

Zhu Wen looked at the fainting man on the ground, recalling what the man said just now.

Then: "..."

Detained supervisors...

Oh sister.

So this man's pass authority is not high, but at least he can go to the supervision room where his sister is detained?

Then the problem is coming.

Zhu Wen contemplated the man for a while, then carefully opened the team dialogue and typed in it——[@内霜, where is this guy from? 】

Ji Shuang looked at his lit player logo, and had nothing to say.

Her expressionless input - [Can you tell me what happened just now? 】

From Ji Shuang's point of view, she only saw a battle for an anesthesia gun.

The only bug in this battle was that the man was able to talk back and forth with Zhu Wen a few times.

She didn't understand, she only knew that there must be tricks in it.

Looking down at the message from Zhu Wenxin explaining the situation just now, Ji Shuang quickly replied—【. . . . . . . . . 】

——【Zhu Wen: So, do you have any clues? 】

——[Ji Shuang: Maybe he also wants the game to die]

——【Zhu Wen: Is there such a thing? 】

——[Ji Shuang: After all, who wants to go to work? 】

——[Zhu Wen: Good angle]

——[Ji Shuang: Do we have to talk like that? 】

Zhu Wen closed the game panel: "Actually, you can just say it with your mouth."

Ji Shuang then closed the panel and looked at the man on the ground: "Go to the warehouse?"

Zhu Wen thinks it is ok.

This one seems to be a friendly army, and it is worth occupying a warehouse space for him.

He bent down to take off the man's belt, stuffed him into the warehouse, and looked at Ji Shuang while shaking the belt: "Lead the way."

Ji Shuang: "...You have gained a lot from this trip."

Zhu Wen curled his lips: "No." He said modestly: "You can say it again after it successfully enters the database."

Ji Shuang: "...OK."

Ji Shuang didn't have any other ideas. Anyway, this trip to death has already been done. Since all the work has been done, it is better to finish it efficiently.

She took the pass from Zhu Wen, looked down at the front and back, and then walked forward.

Zhu Wen followed behind without saying a word, lowering his head and staring at the toe of his shoe thoughtfully.

In fact, after going in and out of the backstage of the game a few times, Zhu Wen could also notice that these staff members were not very interested in this job.Even when I was in the backstage of the level just now, I could see several people leaving their workstations to fish.

But it is human nature to be too lazy to work. After all, part-time workers and bosses are fundamentally different, and their enthusiasm for work naturally cannot reach the same level.

But betrayal is another nature.

In the real world, you can probably sell commercial secrets against the mark, which is to the extent that you can go to jail-oh.That's why the man had to press his hand so hard to act out that way, right?

Zhu Wen frowned, tilted his head slightly, and let out a "tsk".

3 staff members with the same number as the deceased player.

A low-level management personnel who appears to be loyal but turns back casually.

The game is... riddled with holes.

Does it know what's going on inside itself?

Zhu Wen always felt that if the game didn't know, it would be too outrageous.

So it is possible to know, but not care?

After all, as Ji Shuang said just now, the game has the final say when players log in and log out of the game.At present, it seems that the scope of activities of the game staff is also authorized by the game?

In other words, there may be a group of people in the game who are not sincere, and even think about being assassinated at any time.But the game knows this well, and doesn't even care?

subtle.

Zhu Wen pouted and had a new question.

What is the essence of the game?

A boss at the level of a big devil in the imagination of normal people?

Or is it a few strings of mentally handicapped codes that only know how to follow the settings?

or……

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Shuang asked Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen stopped his thoughts and raised his head: "It's nothing, what's wrong?"

Ji Shuang shook the passport in his hand: "Go to the supervision room to find my sister? I checked, and the highest authority is indeed only authorized to the supervision room."

She looked down at the time, "We have to hurry up."

Zhu Wen: "You seem to be checking the time a lot." He pointed to the lady's watch on Ji Shuang's wrist, and said, "What? Can you estimate when the game will react?"

Ji Shuang raised her eyes in embarrassment, and glared at Zhuwen: "Why did you come back to me again?"

Zhu Wen blinked: "Yes, why?"

Ji Shuang died of anger.

She lifted her foot and stepped through the newly painted door—hope was right in front of her eyes.

When she saw her sister, she would no longer be the one who was wished to be angry.

At that time, she can be mad at her sister with Zhu Wen.

Thinking of this, Ji Shuang paused, and tilted her head slightly in doubt: "Huh?"

Can't she be angry with her sister?

Ji Shuang turned her head and looked at Zhu Wen.

Seeing Ji Shuang's appearance, Zhu Wen looked like a normal person, and immediately looked at Ji Shuang, asking, "What's wrong?"