[Comprehensive] Open your mouth and take medicine!

Man, who cares about your confession?

At least, God never cared.

I think Al Cid has a big opinion on me, but like I said, no matter how big his opinion is on me, I will not change my thoughts and actions, because of the situation I am in now , if it's a little bit softer, I feel like I'm going to meet Satan soon.

Because I will never go to heaven, so I will just meet Satan.Forget it with God, the three views and the eight characters are not in harmony.

Compared with El Cid's dislike, after the children in the Public Security Bureau found a bunch of monitors and bugs in my room, I decisively pretended to be a weak and ignorant female doctor and led their preconceived ways of thinking to " The person who bugged and monitored my room was connected to the murder" here.

Not long after, I saw one of the kids who installed bugs in my room. I even wanted the reason, because the Public Security Bureau had no way to investigate their household registration information among the current residents, and in the After investigation by street monitors across the country, it was found that there was no record of these people checking their hue and being photographed by street monitors before a certain time, so they were regarded as stowaways. A very troublesome and dangerous thing that will cost one's life - to be wanted.

On the other hand, this group of people are wanted by the Public Security Bureau, and they were found to have committed murder. It is estimated that they are about to be forced to jump the wall-but there is still a trick in the end, that is to kill the pursuers. Their supervisors and executive officers, of course, also risk being killed.

"Yo, hello." A young man who looked about 27 and [-] years old came. I sipped my juice and waved to him, "I didn't see your other partners."

"Don't you know how they are?" He doesn't look very good, he probably has injuries on his body. It is estimated that more than half of the HP value was deducted after being attacked by the Dominator, and according to the situation of team HP sharing in this game , all of them should still be alive, but the HP value is very worrying - if you quit now, the HP value will probably be cleared to zero in one fell swoop.He put his hand over his heart, as if he would spit out a mouthful of blood and stain the floor in front of me if he was not careful.

"Hmm..." I propped my face with one hand and tapped lightly on the table with my fingers, pretending to be seriously thinking, "I don't know." I smiled and shook my head.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Couldn't you be able to escape by flashing? Players are in a more advantageous place than NPCs. Isn't it because players have more convenient skills and cheats?" I looked at the young man in front of me with a smile on my face, " You couldn’t escape like this—if I’m not wrong, some of you abandoned the car to protect your handsome man, adopted a tactic that no one has used before, and exited the scene, right?”

"Aren't you very clear?" He coughed twice and sat on the floor pale, "The group of policemen chased me to nowhere, and I can't rush out of the scene now, if I can go out, I absolutely must killed that bastard."

"To be honest," I spread my hands, "I think you may not be able to get out." Looking at his current situation, since the other party left him alone to exit this A-level branch line, it means that the other party has discovered his own The mission can't be completed and the troubles that can't be dealt with, so leave him and his companions as bait for their own safety.

In this way, it is unlikely that the other party is a member of a large guild. Generally speaking, such a large guild will have a corresponding branch line system. If this happens, just look at Gu Xiao and you will know.I nodded, "I feel a little sorry for you." Since the other party dared to do this, it means that he is 90.00%—oh, maybe not [-]%, only about [-]% five—sure that the remaining abandoned children are here. It is absolutely impossible to survive this branch.

And if he dares to come to me alone, he is either desperate or has allies. That is to say, if my way fails, they will probably go all out.

Maybe they will kill a few monitors, executive officers and the like—but to be honest, it is absolutely meaningless to do such a thing, and their final ending can only be exhausted here. Just a handful of dust.

From the beginning to the end, I never asked the name of the player responsible for communicating with me, what kind of position he was in the team, but since he was abandoned so easily, I think he should belong to the Death Squad category, absolutely not. Maybe some kind of smart guy - so there should be an equal number of people leaving and staying.

"You killed the man?" I looked at him with interest, "But you shouldn't have any part in the post-production." His hands are well-articulated, and he should have been trained. "You were also the one who carried the corpse. You are in charge of hacking." Doron and I should be communicating with another person in your team, but this person must not be here now." I separated my index finger and thumb to make a "gun" sign and fired at him." Gun", "Your team should have at least four people, one person is responsible for various mechanical and hacking work, one person is responsible for interpersonal communication, one person is responsible for physical work, and the remaining one person should be the team's 'brain'. The one who is left is the normal hue The one in charge of normal interpersonal communication—should be a girl, and you, the labor force, who can be replaced by other members at any time."

He has not said a word so far, but from some small movements of the body, I can see that I have guessed everything correctly. Although the two people who were left here after losing their brains are not stupid, they lost too much HP before. The resulting dizziness and decline in mental power prevented them from making a perfect plan, and because of the loss of HP, they did not dare to leave this branch rashly.

"They took away all the red medicine and food that can restore HP. The team HP sharing system itself is to prevent traitors within the team, but I didn't expect them to be so cruel." The man said.

No... No, I didn't expect them to be so ruthless... I didn't expect them to be so ruthless.This sentence is wrong.If I'm not wrong, they probably already know that El Cid is not a player, and I don't intend to dwell on this issue.

No... It's not that I didn't expect them to be so ruthless, but I knew they would be so ruthless.

That's right...that's right, none of them left this branch at all.

It's pretty clever, but it made me more sure of a few things.

The first thing is that they are trying to deceive me. The purpose should be to know my mission to hijack me and possibly recruit me into the gang. This group of people is unlikely to be members of the Grand Guild, and they should be junglers—and the means It's pretty ruthless.

The second thing: I may not be able to keep these people.

If you don't die, you won't die. Why no one will ever understand this truth.

"So, you want to seek my help?" I narrowed my eyes and smiled at the man in front of me.He nodded, even though it was only for a moment, I could still see the secret joy that the trick was successful in his subtle body movements.

"Of course, but you have to help me complete the task."

He gritted his teeth and nodded.I snapped my fingers, "I will provide help and cover for you and your remaining companion, please add my player friend and be ready at any time." He added my player friend, and I glanced at it casually I was too lazy to remember his ID, and then he left my studio in a blink of an eye.

El Cid turned out from behind the door, "Provide help and cover?" He was so calm after listening to the whole process, which is really a lesson for children.

I blinked at him, elongated my voice, brushed my thumb on my lower lip and said with a smile, "Of course. After all——we're all players."

"Hmph." He raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Honey, warm my bed tonight." I pointed my finger at him.

"Get out." He answered my teasing with one word.

"It's really not cute." Oops, I seem to like teasing him recently. This is a bad habit that needs to be changed.

And, as my online private space fans are getting more and more famous, I think it's time to prepare to close the network.

The author has something to say: this branch is coming to an end...

But I haven't figured out where to go next... OTZ