Star Trace Gate

On the third day after leaving the Star Gate, it was around eight o'clock in the morning.

Ren Ye simply ate his breakfast and then came to Xu Peng's office. He didn't go home last night and stayed at No. 88 Lianhu Road, but he couldn't sleep well all night. His mind was filled with the image of the tragic couple.

"Sit down." Xu Peng stuffed two pills into his mouth and said with an unpleasant look on his face.

Ren also sat down in front of him. After a long silence, he suddenly asked: "How was the investigation of the case last night?"

"It's probably done by a few wandering players." Xu Peng took a sip of tea, facing the sunshine outside the window, and replied warmly: "I'm still too stupid... I improve very slowly. If I can reach the third In the second stage, or the third stage, I should have the opportunity to let them see the world again, so that they can say goodbye to their families..."

After saying this, both of them became quiet.

After a long time, Xu Peng opened the "courseware" he prepared today, and opened the first page and said: "Today we will talk about the promotion system of Star Gate. So far, the promotion sequence of Star Gate players has a total of seven stages, and each stage has Ten levels….”

……

10:30 am, Tongren Road.

In an office that clearly had floor-to-ceiling windows, it was like dark sky at this moment. Thick curtains blocked all the sunlight, and there was only a lamp on the exquisite copper wooden table, which emitted very weak light.

Sitting on the sofa is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He has a kind face, is leaning on a crutch full of British style in his right hand, and is wearing a very expensive black haute couture suit. His whole person exudes a " Financial tycoon" style.

He was called a shady cripple by the players in Shanghai. He opened a performing arts bar called "Qian Chao" on Tongren Road. As far as the player circle in the surrounding area was concerned, this person was quite prestigious.

Not far away, Lao Yin, the "big flower" who had a passionate battle with Mr. He last night, was half-bent at the waist and said with a smile on his face: "Boss, I have already investigated the news that Mr. He entrusted me to investigate." I've found out. I haven't confiscated his balance yet. Do you think...should I give him this news?"

"Lingdang will be fighting for a very important star gate. If it succeeds, everyone will benefit." The lame man, who was exquisitely dressed and well-dressed, only paused for a moment before replying: "You can give him the information, but don't leave any clues."

"Yes."

Lao Yin held his slightly hot buttocks, bent down and took out a black velvet bag, placed it gently on the table and said: "Boss, according to yesterday's news, Mr. He gave 7,000 Xingyuan, a total of 14 Yuan, I'll hand over six yuan."

The lame boss didn't take the bag at all, but asked softly: "Is it only fourteen yuan in total?"

Old Yin was startled for a moment, and explained with obvious fear in his eyes: "Actually...it's sixteen yuan. But two pieces of Star Source...are...earned by me."

"?"

The lame boss looked up at him.

"It's like this, he... he treats me... both of us..." Lao Yin didn't dare to hide it at all. He directly recounted the experience of making money last night in detail, and proactively asked: "This Xingyuan ...I don’t have to hand over my identity, right?!”

The lame boss was silent for five seconds: "This refusal... is indeed reasonable."

"Really?!" Lao Yin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Arrange a safer hiding place for the people in the Bell Club." The lame boss warned.

"Yes."

……

Fifteen minutes later.

Lao Yin returned to the "Fight to the End" chess and card room on foot and met Mr. He in the tea room on the second floor.

Since there was already a little bit of affection between the two of them, Lao Yin stopped being polite: "I found out, but I have to advise you that this is not easy to do."

"...!" Mr. He didn't say much, he just raised his fingers at him.

"brush!"

Lao Yin threw a piece of information on the table: "Okay, then... then you should pay attention to safety. In the afternoon, I will change your residence for you."

"Wow!"

After Mr. He threw a bag over, he took away the information on the table and asked softly: "Did you check the other two things I asked you to check in the box last night?"

"I checked, but the news from other places is slower, and the clues you gave are too vague." Old Yin held the teacup: "There are dozens of players participating in the two pre-mission star gates, and you can't give them. Clear information, it’s hard for me to pin down their identities in reality.”

"Do your best to check, and we can raise the price again."

"Okay." Lao Yin agreed.

"Snapped!"

Mr. He patted Lao Yin's wrinkled face and said, "...Thank you for your hard work."

"Should we add two more pieces of star source tonight? If we add..." Lao Yin looked at him eagerly: "There are too many acquaintances in the chess and card room, we can go out."

"Ms. sir! The time has come, let's see the slaves go into battle and kill the thief...!" Mr. He sang his own lyrics slightly nervously, and left with the information.

Old Yin watched him leave: "He is really a man full of mysteries. You think he is a bearer of firepower, but he is so ruthless when he is busy...!"

After leaving the tea room, Mr. He opened the file and looked down. There were three pieces of personal information inside: a young man, an old man, and a girl who was in her senior year.

After a while, Mr. He returned to his residence, threw the information on the table and said: "The younger one should be in the New Year's Watcher unit, the older one has disappeared and cannot be found for the time being. This little girl is the only one who is easy to deal with. Let's go tonight ….”

……

The day passed by in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

Shanghai, near the university town.

The four girls who had just had a meal at the revolving hotpot restaurant were holding arms with each other and chatting while returning to the dormitory.

Among the four girls, there is a girl who is about 1.7 meters tall and has delicate and beautiful features. Her name is Ren Qingning. She is the sister of the Seven Spear God of War and "Daqian Huaiwang".

Ren Qingning has a well-proportioned and toned figure, with slender waist and undulating chest. His round oval face looks quite sweet. When he smiles, he has two shallow dimples on his cheeks.

"Ning Ning, did you go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to sign a contract yesterday?" A chubby girl next to you asked with concern.

"No, I just went to take a look around." Ren Qingning replied cheerfully: "I want to make money, and I want to buy a big house for Ren Daguo and the reform-through-labor prisoners. Now I can't sign a contract, so what's the hurry... I'll save it slowly. .”

"That's right, don't listen to those labor unions and economic companies. The contracts they give are all overbearing terms. And I heard that many good-looking anchors like you have to be unwritten rules, which is very miserable. Want me He said, you might as well submit your resume to each column group with us and go for an internship...!" Another girl persuaded softly with a mentality of wanting her friends to be good but not wanting them to drive a Land Rover.

"Okay, I'll submit my resume with you tomorrow."

"Here, haha, your brother hasn't asked you for money lately, has he? Let me tell you, it's quite uncomfortable to have such a useless brother."

"You can't say that. When he was working, half of his salary was at my disposal." Ren Qingning responded in a relaxed manner.