You don't decrypt at all do you?

Zhu Wen nodded, and then said: "I think we should be talking about the same person."

Of course Su Zhan knew that they were talking about the same person, and she didn't understand: "You called her sister, but she hasn't cut it yet?!"

Zhu Wen didn't understand either: "Why did she kill me?"

Su Zhanmu lives.

005: Stepmother Abuses Stepdaughter 6K

"??? Damn...why is the screen black?"

"????? I thought I was the only one hacked! Why is this?!"

"Hallo? Game? In? RNM repair the live broadcast room!"

"Fuck! I've never come across such a thing, it's so weird..."

It is Su Zhan's business that Su Zhanmu lives.

This does not prevent Zhu Wen from asking questions.

and so.

Zhu Wen looked at Su Zhan, "Then why didn't my sister come by herself? Is she busy?"

Su Zhan came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Wen with complicated eyes, and remained silent.

Zhu Wen: "What does this look mean?"

"Management Officer No. 9 was determined by the internal review of the crisis response department due to multiple violations..." Su Zhan paused, reorganized the language, and made a long story short: "In short, no one can see her now."

She shrugged: "If it wasn't for this trip, I wouldn't help her run."

Zhu Wen: "Administrator No. 9?"

Su Zhan's blood pressure, which had just calmed down, soared again: "She didn't even tell you her job, but asked you to call her sister?"

Zhu Wenyi said honestly: "The relationship between my sister and I is very pure and has nothing to do with the social status in the game."

Su Zhan: "..."

"Oh, of course." Zhu Wen added another sentence: "The position of sister sounds very powerful, does it mean that I have a backstage in the game?"

Su Zhan: "..."

She couldn't believe it—this is the player that Manager No. 9 wants to protect? !

Didn't Manager No. 9 ever think of tearing his mouth out? !

She pressed her forehead and took two steps back.

"wrong……"

Su Zhan is a mature administrator, and he will not show his unsteady side because of a little unexpected thing.

"Anyway, I brought something."

Su Zhan straightened his face again, and said expressionlessly: "She still wants me to bring you something."

I wish you all the best.

Su Zhan: "Don't make trouble."

Zhu Wen said "Ah" and didn't understand: "When did I get into trouble?"

Su Zhan's expression twisted for a moment.

She lowered her head, clicked a few times on her panel, and then said: "12 points for behavior, it's hard to get it without causing trouble, right?"

Zhu Wen: "But what I do is what is allowed by the rules of the game."

Su Zhan: "...?" You say it again?

"To be precise," Zhu Wen said logically, "it's all things that the game doesn't expressly prohibit."

Su Zhan: "..."

Oh.

She now knows why Manager No. 9 is particularly fond of this player.

"Row."

Su Zhan nodded slightly, and put his hands into his pockets: "Then I'll go back, I'll be here for this round, if you have any questions, you can find me."

After speaking, she turned and walked back.

"Wait."

Zhu Wen called to her: "I still have a question."

Su Zhan turned her head, unable to hold back any longer, gritted her teeth and said, "I came out on the excuse of convenience, if I don't go back, people will think that I'm still constipated in ice and snow."

Zhu Wen looked understanding: "Endocrine disorders are common modern diseases."

Su Zhan's fist hardened.

Can't be impulsive.

Impulse is the devil.

Administrator No. 9 is also a devil.

Su Zhan took a deep breath, and said more forcefully: "You. Say."

Zhu Wen: "You said that my sister was caught by the crisis response department because of violations?"

Su Zhan was stunned for a moment, not knowing that this topic could be discussed in such a way.

She paused for a moment, then nodded: "Anyway, it's about you playing games together, you can't hide it. Punishment is not heavy, points will be deducted, and you will be locked up for a period of time or something."

Su Zhan shrugged: "Anyway, she can't threaten her position as administrator."

"A period of confinement?" Zhu Wen frowned and asked, "How long?"

Su Zhan: "200 days."

She made some calculations in her heart, and raised the corner of her mouth: "It's not bad to know that it's good to ask. Don't worry, she can afford the expenses during the confinement period. When the time comes, we will take care of her. You don't need to worry about it."

"What's more," Su Zhan spread his hands: "In this 200-day prison, she can sit in prison and others can't."

Zhu Wen was too lazy to play charades with Su Zhan, and only asked what he wanted to know: "So, where is the prison?"

Su Zhan shrugged: "I don't know about that."

She waved her hand, obviously not wanting to say, "I'm leaving, it's fun~"

...

...

After the game. Taiwan / No. 1 confinement room

"... A robbery occurred in Hexi District. The police called the scene to monitor and found out that the robbery was planned by two game players. The case has now been handed over to..."

My sister yawned and threw away the spoon she had been playing with for a while.

The spoon swirled in the air, and when it fell, it happened to hit the switch of the display screen, turning off the news that was being broadcast, which year it was unknown.

She stared at the ceiling for a while, really feeling a little bored.

But after thinking about it for a while, I felt that there was nothing else to do, so I sat up from the bed and looked in the drawer of the bedside table, took out a very simple notebook and a ballpoint pen, and sketched on it.

The fake simulated landscape outside the window turned from daytime to dusk. My sister put down her pen and looked at it for a while, then shook her head: "No, I should be 26 years old this year, not so young."

After drawing conclusions, my sister picked up the pen again and made revisions on the original painting.

In recent years, she has rarely had such a leisurely time, and for a while, she didn't know whether this confinement was a punishment or a reward.

Of course, if Zhu Wen can do it in the next 200 days... Oh, no, it doesn't need 200 days.

It's better to think about who the unlucky guy who came to touch her at this time would be.

Thinking of this, my sister hummed an out-of-tune ditty, and drew a Q version of Zhu Wen in two or three strokes on another page.

She was in a good mood, calculating the time, she estimated that the box girl should be found, but she didn't know if Zhu Wen would make Su Zhan angry.

The simulated landscape outside the window changed from dusk to night again.

The door of the confinement room sounded unlocked.

The elder sister raised her head and said "Yo!" after seeing the person coming, raised her eyebrows and said, "Executive officer No. 1 is so free today? Come to deliver food to me?"

Executive Officer No. 1 let out a "hmph!", threw the lunch box in his hand on the table, and asked Xingshi, "Did you give District 9 a holiday?"

"Correct."

My sister put down the notebook, responded with a brisk tone, jumped out of bed, opened the lunch box, took out the juice inside and put in a straw: "You know, under my rule, District 9's executive power is low, fishing for two days and drying the net for three days .”

She shook the juice bottle and commented: "Is this apple not fresh?"

After seeing the face of executive officer No. 1 starting to turn blue, my sister returned to the topic: "They are not reliable in their work, and they might as well go on vacation without me watching over them, so as not to increase the burden on you, right?"

Executive Officer No. 1: "Do you think we'll let you out when District 9 shuts down?"

"How come?" My sister showed a surprised expression: "The crisis response department has always been one-sided. How could it break the rules for me? It's not impossible."

"Put away your foolishness!"

Executive Officer No. 1 was most annoyed by this tone, and couldn't help scolding.

Seeing his sister shrugged indifferently, he felt even more powerless as if he had punched cotton.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "You're not calm enough, Manager No. 9."

"well enough."

My sister didn't like oil and salt, so she sat down on a chair with a straw in her mouth, "Since the game handed over District 9 to me, District 9 has been mine. When is District 9 on vacation and when does it go to work? Isn't it up to me?"

"Or?"

The elder sister raised her eyebrows and looked at Executive Officer No. 1: "Do you think it's time for District 9 to be replaced?"

Executive Officer No. 1: "..."

He was silent for a while, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "I didn't mean that."

My sister nodded: "That's fine."

"It's only 200 days." She raised her hand to prop her forehead, looked at today's dinner in the lunch box, and said unhurriedly: "Just bear it and it will pass."

Executive Officer No. 1: "...Are you sure you want to do this?"

The sister didn't look at him.

As far as the old face of executive officer No. 1 is concerned, it is not as good-looking as the chives in her lunch box.

With a smile in her voice, she nodded lightly: "Don't worry~ My little assistant will still do a good job of reporting regularly~"

Executive Officer No. 1: "If you don't work, what should you report?"

My sister laughed lowly: "The weekly rest situation or the employee's psychological status transcription?"

Executive Officer No. 1 couldn't help but sneered, and stood at the door without making a sound for a long time.

Seeing that his sister really started to eat like no one else was there, the veins on his forehead couldn't help but twitch.

He was really sick of his sister.

Or in general, he hates all people of this character.

He also doesn't understand why games always let such people take on big responsibilities, maybe it's because they always look confident and contented?Or, is it because their actions give people a sense of recklessness, which is suitable for such a position that will sooner or later become a consumable?

No.

Acting perversely and loosely is just that the shackles are not tight enough.

Executive Officer No. 1 is here today to ask my sister to hand over the key to Sector 9. He doesn't want the key, but Sector 9 must resume operations.

Since the shackles are not tight enough, add another layer of shackles.

"I remember you have another named Jiang Ling..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, the small table with the dinner plates was suddenly overturned to the ground.