You don't decrypt at all do you?

"It's not just that your brain is getting worse and worse?" The tall man poked the short man's lungs heartlessly: "How many points can you deduct for the pair of cufflinks you lost? Go on, you Immediately become mentally handicapped!"

The short man was not angry when he heard this, and touched the newly fitted cuff buttons on his cuffs, baring his teeth for a moment, unable to tell whether he was angry or smiling.

After holding back for a long time, he waved his hand, "What's the hurry, Zhu Wen is so daring to snatch one, I can't get one in a few years, I'm still early."

After all, as soon as he lay down on the chair, he closed his eyes while listening to the broadcast resounding in the monitoring center—continue to sleep with pay.

The tall man shook his head, not caring about the "reward" mentioned in the broadcast at all.

It's just for fun to watch this thing, if the people in the security maintenance department can't get in, then they can't get in; in other words, if the people in the security maintenance department can't get in, then the people on their first floor can't get in.

Wait to die.

Maybe it will be changed tomorrow, and the management officer of No. 010089 will come to the supervision center to report and be imprisoned.

Who makes more points.

Enough to make.

Made to death!

Thinking of this, the tall man grinned.

He is not as big-hearted as a short man, he is happy when he is happy, cursing when he is angry, and he doesn't care about it after two seconds.

He yawned, the life of copying and pasting all day made the gears of his brain rust, and he felt sleepy after thinking about more complicated things for a while.

Having nothing to do, he opened the management panel and started flipping through the work records for nothing.

There are not many players who come to the monitoring center to report, and the work records left behind are only a few.

No matter how lively the work record is, looking back and forth several times is almost as boring as the recipe list of toilet soap.

The tall man yawned and his eyes fell on the blue panel in front of him.

Suddenly, he straightened his back.

"……Um?"

He frowned and looked at Zhu Wen's management records—it wasn't that he was targeting Zhu Wen, but in his conscience, Zhu Wen was forced into the snow twice and was buried alive. Seeing this name should be a conditioned reflex Take a second look.

At this moment, the tall man frowned, and the rusty gears in his mind spun twice:

"...... Mutually exclusive with the special numbered task... module... module? Analysis... is analyzing?!"

He blinked, not expecting any magical conclusions from his brain.

After staring at the date of the analysis record on the panel for a while, he let out an "ah...".This date was the date when Zhu Wen entered the monitoring center for the second time.

"Fuck! Is the game over?" The tall man clicked his tongue.

I started analyzing things more than a month ago, and the progress bar is still stuck at 63% today. Is he mentally handicapped or the game is mentally handicapped?

Don't look back, Zhu Wen will not be able to use this special number until it finishes analyzing.

If the fuck is seen by Zhu Wen, wouldn't it be another big blackmail game?

The tall man raised his hand and clicked on the panel a few times, preparing to report the matter to the higher authorities.

Think about it.

He let out a "hiss..."—Don't say it, he imagined it for a while, and thought that if this matter was delayed for a while and waited for Zhu Wen to find out that it was a game, the scene might be more exciting.

Wonderful!

The tall man slapped his thigh - how long has it been since he watched a game scene?

The palm fell on the thigh, and there was a crisp sound of "snap!——".

The short man was fast asleep, and when he heard the sound of a jerk and a pig cry, he turned over, smacking his lips, and muttered, "Wrong, wrong... next time when I'm on a long holiday, my brother won't say anything." Take you to the amusement park..."

The tall man rolled his eyes.

——This guy, what year did you have this dream?

...

...

In the game scene

I wish Wen a group of 4 people

52 members of the blue camp

41 people in the security maintenance department

The three groups of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and the people with guns and knives gathered together, but no one could say the first line.

The contestants from the blue camp are easy to recognize. They all wear blue collars around their necks, and each of them speaks a bird language that they can't understand without a translator.

The contestants in the security maintenance department were also very easy to recognize. They were all in a hurry. Seeing the sister's cold gaze, the leader immediately said "Hey!" under the stress reaction.

Zhu Wen glanced aside at the long table and charcoal stove that had just been moved out of the warehouse, moved his gaze from the instant cans on the table to the self-heating hot pot, and when he looked back, he saw a rotten strawberry.

He sighed leisurely, raised his hand to press the left neck and stretched the tendons, and then said: "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

As soon as the voice fell, the box girl game scene suddenly collapsed, and several rugged human bodies seemed to jump out of the ice grid, and smashed to pieces on the ground with a "boom".

After a while, the human body that had long lost its activity began to melt.

The box girl stepped on the blood on the ground with her bare feet and ran towards Zhu Wen, "Da Da Da", "Zhu Wen, Zhu Wen."

The elder sister gave the box girl a disgusted look.

The box girl straightened her feet fiercely, confronted her sister for a moment, and sniffed: "Um..."

The box girl's eyes filled with tears.

The elder sister looked away and stopped looking at the box girl.

She started seeing people from the security maintenance department.

All the staff in the security maintenance department exploded on the spot, thinking "I will be chopped into 88 yuan by this sister and fried in a frying pan!".But keeping the purpose of this time in mind, he quickly raised the anesthesia gun in his hand.

"Little ones! Go! Take them down!" The leader randomly picked up a vulgar line from somewhere, and pointed his gun at this side after shouting.

The people on the blue side thought they were unlucky just now, but now they think they are lucky again.

How the hell is this the legendary "praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind"? !

It seems inappropriate.

who cares!

Anyway, that's what it means, and everyone understands it!

All members of the blue team smiled happily, and the corners of their mouths reached to the ears at the moment when all members of the security maintenance department pulled the trigger.

A fleeting spark shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and the "biubiubiu" sieve-like bullets swept out, nailing into the chests of members of the blue camp at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

The members of the blue team who were watching the show in the front row "swiped" and fell down.

The remaining members of the blue team: "???"

Zhu Wen Jishuang, who subconsciously grabbed the other party and moved aside: "...?"

In an instant, she approached the elder sister of the leader of the security maintenance department: "..."

Reflexively, the lonely and helpless Shu Shu immediately lay down on the ground and rolled around twice: "...???"

"?????????"

"I fucking..."

"Thank you, I don't understand anymore"

"Okay, I understand! Brother Moe listen to my analysis! I analyze...…………I analyze the shit! What do you mean?!"

"?????? Pure rookie, not a fan of any player in the red team, I just want to know if there is logic in this series of actions? Where is the logic? Is the logic dead?"

This scene...

To be honest, Zhu Wen has never seen it.

He pursed his lips, thinking of the staff member who killed himself in the game rest area before, a thought flashed across him.

——Is there a possibility that these game staff not only passively sabotage internally, but are also expected to instigate rebellion externally?

Thinking of this, Zhu Wen's lowered gaze brightened.

Ji Shuang turned to look at him, just about to speak, but she felt that bad water was coming out of the pores all over Zhu Wen's body.

She let out a short "ah", closed her mouth, and turned her head.

do not know.

saw nothing.

Ji Shuang stared ahead, a crack appeared on her usually emotionless face - she raised her eyebrows at her sister, meaning to urge her.

My sister didn't see Ji Shuang's signal at all.

She tilted her head slightly, and moved the sharp dagger with the blood-drawing groove in her hand away from the 5 cm above the leader's neck artery. Then let go of the collar of the leader.

"Say hello next time." My sister patted the collar of the leader who was wrinkled by herself, and said with a smile.

The leader clamped his legs and almost urinated on the spot.

Opening his mouth, he wanted to agree, but when he saw his elder sister's smile that was not a smile, he felt his throat itchy again, and he sent it from his soul with two "cuckoos".

The young people in the security maintenance department didn't even see where my sister came from and at what speed. There seemed to be an afterimage of the dagger in my sister's hand, which was bright and bloody.

Only that Tianzong wizard twisted uncomfortably, looked left and right, and suppressed the desire to kowtow to his sister on the spot.

The tense atmosphere dissipated in an instant, Zhu Wen stared at her sister's hand holding the knife for a while, and said sincerely, "That's amazing."

My sister immediately turned her head, raised her chin and said "hum~": "Of course."

The hostility in her eyes was suppressed, her squinted eyes were bent into two crescent moons because of her smile, and she said to Zhu Wen, "Want to learn? I'll teach you~"

Zhu Wen shook his head, the robber's nature was fully revealed: "I want my sister's knife."

My sister stared: "You!..."

Where does anyone come up to directly lick the guy who eats? !

Reasoning doesn't work for Zhu Wen - this is my sister's experience.

She pointed at Zhu Wen, "You!" for a while, as if she wasn't the one who was going to kill all the staff in the security maintenance department a minute ago, she took a deep breath, and her sister put her hands down.

Stomp.

"What the hell is this?!" The person on the other side of the blue recovered from the shock and pointed at the teammate on the ground. It's not that he didn't see that the people on the ground were still breathing, but he's not his teammate right now. Still out of breath.

The speaker was tall and straight, glaring at the people in the security maintenance department: "What the hell is this? Did we violate the rules or something?"

Speaking of this, he pointed at Zhu Wen and his party, "Is it them who were taken away? What does it matter to us? Why did you come up and sweep our people? Can this fucking be played?"

Facing the accusation, Zhu Wen looked at the leader of the security maintenance department and said, "That's right, it's not fair."

The leader was overheard.

Didn't I fucking help you guys indirectly?Why don't you play dumb at this time? !

Zhu Wen looked at the leader, not saying anything else, but he also wanted to know the logic behind the words and deeds of the security maintenance department.

They were indeed the ones who committed the crime, and the gun couldn't reach Lan Fang.

At such a close distance, if it is said that the head is not accurate, the game will have to vomit 3 liters of blood on the spot.

Since there is no technical problem, it is another problem.

Zhu Wen and the leader looked at each other for a moment, then moved their eyes to her sister's face.

The elder sister had a frank face, her eyebrows stretched, and she spread her hands towards Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen understood.

—They are afraid of their sister.

This kind of fear is different from the respect shown to my sister in the interrogation room. It is not fear of reprimand or punishment from superiors;

Thinking of this, Zhu Wen tilted his head slightly, and raised some new questions based on this idea.

No, you shouldn't be afraid of this.

Opponents who are not sisters are fine, but out of dozens of people, there should always be one or two who are bloody.The daily work flow was disrupted, despised during the execution, and not respected from head to toe. Why didn't anyone try to resist even a bit?