The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

Hearing this, Yan Jundang was a little surprised.

what's the situation?
Why can't we tell the difference between good news and bad news?

Could it be that things are complicated?

Thinking of this, Yan Jun frowned subconsciously, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"Uh……"

The lonely man on the other end of the phone faltered for a moment, then said randomly: "I'd better send you the surveillance video, you can watch it yourself!"

"it is good!"

Yan Jun nodded, and came to the computer prepared for him by the Shenwei Bureau.

While waiting, the lonely person on the other end of the phone chatted with Yan Jun while he was busy preparing to send the video, "Yan Jun, let alone your unbelievable luck, your performance just now really impressed me. "

"The performance just now?" Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.

"Video call with the group from the Self-Help Alliance."

The lonely man said, "You won't forget it so quickly, will you?"

The voice fell.

Yan Jun was speechless immediately.

This mysterious genius-the lonely man who peeks at his own privacy is really addicted.

If I didn't have a preliminary understanding of him, I really doubt that he has any special hobbies.

Even knowing that he didn't have the slightest malice in doing this, Yan Jun still feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

I feel that in front of him, I have no privacy at all.

But there is no way, this excellent partner was contacted by himself, and he also asked him to help monitor Jiangcheng City on the Internet, which naturally included himself.

So at the end of the day, it's all your own fault.

Yan Jun smiled bitterly, and sighed helplessly, "Why do you care about everything? Are you so curious about me?"

"Curious! You must be curious!"

The lonely person on the other end of the phone said as a matter of course: "Don't talk about me, there are hundreds of millions of people in the world who are curious about you, and I'm just one of them. The difference is that we are partners, and I have the ability to spy on you." Every move."

This sentence is very straightforward, without any worry that it will cause Yan Jun's discomfort.

"By the way, Yan Jun, let me tell you another thing, which I just found out. The so-called self-rescue alliance is the beneficiary behind the 'deception' who published an article discrediting you on the Internet before!"

"Ok?"

Yan Jun was taken aback, a little surprised.

what's the situation?
Are the ten bigwigs in this self-rescue alliance all rats?Do all these shady tricks!
"Exactly!"

The lonely man on the other end of the phone swore: "I guarantee you with my personality, the [-] million 'labor fee' was created by the Self-Help Alliance. The purpose may be to tarnish your reputation in the country, and then they Then wait for the opportunity to approach you and win you over."

After the words fell, Yan Jun frowned again.

He only knew that the 'deceitful name' was taken advantage of by an overseas organization and deliberately posted an article on the Internet to discredit him, but he didn't expect that this incident was also written by the Self-Saving Alliance.

"How about it?"

The lonely man chuckled and asked, "Are you a bit regretful for being too kind to those people just now?"

Having said that, Yan Jun really felt that in the video call just now, he was too lenient to those members of the Self-Help Alliance, and at least he had to teach them a lesson so that they could remember.

But now that the matter has passed and I have made relevant promises to them, there is no need to pursue the latter.

Right now, there are more important things waiting for him.

"Forget it, I don't have that much time to waste on those ten people. At most, when they find me next time, I'll cut them hard."

"Uh...that seems like your character! I will mourn for those ten fat sheep for three seconds."

After the lonely man made a joke, his tone suddenly became much more serious.

"The real-time monitoring screen has been sent, you can receive it."

Yan Jun nodded, and then opened a file.

next second.

A real-time monitoring screen appeared on the computer screen.

The screen shows a road in the central area of ​​Jiangcheng City.

Because of the god of death, there are very few pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and it looks a little deserted and desolate.

But at this moment!
A slightly stooped figure with a burden on his shoulders appeared on the surveillance screen.

There are two bamboo baskets at both ends of the burden, which are covered with cloth, so you can't see what's inside.

Suddenly seeing such a disobedient scene, Yan Jun subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

Since the lonely person sent the real-time surveillance video to himself, it means that the mysterious old man who is carrying the burden in the picture must have a special side.

Yan Jun concentrated his mind, trying to find some clues from this old man.

But after a few seconds, nothing was found.

There was no countdown to death above his head, which meant that he hadn't been targeted by the god of death yet.

But why do you think there is something weird about it?
Yan Jun's heart skipped a beat. Numerous experiences have proved that his sixth sense is very sharp and accurate under systematic training.

Because of this, after feeling a little unusual, he did not take it lightly, and continued to stare intently at the old man carrying the burden in the video.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The old man in the picture is carrying a burden, his steps are slow and steady, his head is always lowered, and he can't see his face clearly.

Yan Jun's sword eyebrows were almost wrinkled together, but he still didn't see any clues from the old man.

Just as he was about to ask the lonely man, the old man in the surveillance video suddenly started yelling.

"Sell dates..."

"Selling peaches..."

After hearing the old man's yell, Yan Jun couldn't help but twitched his eyes slightly.

???

what's the situation? !

In the current situation, how could anyone carry the burden of selling fruit on the street?
Not to mention that the shadow of death hangs over everyone, if you go out rashly, it may bring unnecessary trouble and danger.

Even if the old man is forced to sell on the street by his life, there are no people on the street at all!
Who can sell the fruit in the bamboo basket to?
Besides, doesn't the old man have children or relatives?Just let him shuttle through the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng City like this?
Yan Jun frowned tightly, puzzled.

After a while.

The old man carried the burden and disappeared in the surveillance video.

Yan Jun's heart tightened suddenly, and he couldn't help worrying about the safety of the old man.

However, he also knows that the surveillance cameras on urban roads are fixed, and there is no way to follow and take pictures of the elderly like drones.

Just as he was about to make a phone call to explain the situation to the senior management of the Shenwei Bureau and ask them to arrange staff to take care of the old man in the video, the computer screen suddenly flickered and a new surveillance image appeared.

In the real-time monitoring, the old man walked into the screen carrying a load, almost kept the pace of the same frequency, and started selling along the street, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.