The E-Sports Circle's Toxic Assembly Camp

After returning to the club, everyone almost turned the box up and down, but still did not find a trace of the wallet.

Lin Yan asked: "BB, where else have you been to tonight besides the box?"

Bi Yaohua is completely awake now, but he was so dizzy from drinking before that he really can't remember things clearly. After thinking for a long time with his aching head, he still feels a little dazed: "I don't really remember..."

The crowd was silent.

Jing Yuanzhou suggested: "Ask the management of the clubhouse and adjust the monitoring."

The staff at the clubhouse were very enthusiastic. After knowing what happened, they asked the management what they meant, and led everyone to the monitoring room.

Everyone in GH nervously gathered in front of the monitoring screen, exhausting their ability to see the overall situation on the field, trying their best not to miss any clues.

Judging from the monitoring, Bi Yaohua did not leave the box a few times.

During the period, at most, I went out to ask the waiter for some fruit platters, and went to the small supermarket to replenish the stock of snacks, etc., and went back and forth on such a route, and I didn’t see anything falling out of my pocket on the way.

Jian Ye stared at the screen for too long, and rubbed his panting eyes: "It's strange, I can't grow wings and fly by myself."

Lin Yan frowned.

Just as he was about to ask another question, Gu Luo who was next to him suddenly called out: "Brother Bi, when we came back from the bathroom, did you get hit by someone?"

After being reminded like this, Bi Yaohua finally remembered, and slapped his thigh heavily: "That's right! There were too many people at that time and I didn't pay much attention. Maybe it was that time!"

The staff asked about the approximate time and place, and quickly adjusted the surveillance in the area of ​​the gate on the first floor for them.

Soon, Bi Yaohua's figure appeared on the screen.

I saw him staggering out with Gu Luo on his shoulders, just in time to face the group of people pouring in.

Then, it collided with one of them.

After a while the crowd dispersed.

All eyes turned to the empty ground after everyone left.

However, the field of vision was indeed a bit dim, but there was still no trace of any wallet.

Gu Luo was at a loss: "...So it's not this time?"

Bi Yaohua didn't speak for a while, but his brows became even tighter.

I don't know what I thought of, and after a while, I suddenly said: "Manager Luo, can you ask this big brother to replay the part just now?"

Luo Mo didn't know the intention of doing this very well, but he didn't ask too much, and conveyed it in Korean.

During the replay of the clip, Bi Yaohua stopped in a timely manner.

After staring at the still picture for a while, he asked, "Can it be enlarged? To the maximum extent."

The equipment in this clubhouse is fairly high-end, and the staff quickly completed the operation after Luo Mo's conveyance.

After a while, the man wearing the peaked cap appeared in the center of the camera.

Jian Ye stared at the face wearing a mask and looked again and again, not understanding: "What's wrong with this man, Brother Bi?"

Bi Yaohua frowned in thought, but did not speak.

It can only be said that this mask is really too tight to block, and the appearance becomes more and more unclear under the blurred pixels after zooming in.

But even so, the more he looked at it now, the more familiar he felt.

I was racking my brains and was about to give up when suddenly something flashed through my mind.

Gradually mixing with the figure in memory, Bi Yaohua almost jumped up on the spot: "Fuck, what the hell is that bitch!"

Gu Luo looked at him suspiciously: "Brother Bi, do you still know someone in Korea?"

"Korea what? Korea, this is Roser! It's that son of a bitch Roser!" Bi Yaohua gritted his teeth, "Good guy, it's really deliberate! It's a hat and a mask, and the whole hairstyle He and his hair color were all changed. His mother guessed that he was deliberately waiting for me here to prevent me from recognizing him!"

There was a subtle silence around for a moment.

If Bi Yaohua did not admit his mistake and this man is really the former QOG captain Roser, then the truth of everything can be said to be coming out.

Since QOG decided to disband, because of the previously questionable match-fixing behavior, except for the only unrelated shooter who was introduced to a secondary league team under Lin Yan's arrangement, the other players' careers can be considered after being listed and no one cares about them. It's over.

And now, Roser, who has no future at all, suddenly appeared in South Korea during this sensitive period, and precisely came to the same club with them.

If it was just a coincidence, no one would believe it.

Back then when Bi Yaohua was still in QOG, it was because of the habit of forgetting to bring his ID that he almost missed a big event. Out of worry about this kind of thing happening again, he developed the habit of never leaving his body in key games.

Even GH's teammates don't know about this cause and effect alone, but Roser, the former captain, knows it very well.

revenge.

It was an obvious act of revenge.

It can only be said that people who are rotten to the bone will always only blame others for their crimes, and never look for reasons from themselves.

Lin Yanlue made a decision after a moment of silence: "Call the police."

It was almost two o'clock when he came out after the South Korean police filed the case.

Because he was not sure what Roser did with the stolen documents, just to be on the safe side, Lin Yan specifically told Luo Mo and Bi Yaohua to go to the relevant departments after dawn to see if they could get them in the shortest possible time. Apply for a temporary passport.

In addition, he also needs to contact the domestic league officials again, and ask them to come forward and communicate with the headquarters as much as possible, and apply for some special treatment for the loss of documents as much as possible.

However, as far as the latter is concerned, since the process of checking identity information before the game was specially formulated because of a series of incidents that year, it is really not optimistic about the possibility of seeking accommodation.

But at this time, I can only try my best in every way.

After everything was arranged and returned to the hotel, everyone was exhausted and dragged their exhausted bodies back to their rooms to rest.

After Lin Yan returned to the room, he did not feel sleepy. After thinking about it, he took out his laptop and sat down at the computer desk.

This was different from the past, what he opened was not a document, but the "Hot" client.

When Jing Yuanzhou came out of the shower, he saw the ongoing game screen on the computer screen at a glance.

When the eyes fell on Lin Yan's figure, it was clear: "Are you ready?"

"Is there any other way?" Lin Yan hung the earphones around his neck, and there should be no big disturbances, "Reissue of the passport follows the process, even if it is urgent, it should take at least five days. I didn't plan to bring the crawler at that time. Come on, it's obviously too late to apply for a visa temporarily. The quarterfinals will be in two days, and if you still can't find Roser to get back BB's ID by then, you have no other choice but to do so."

Jing Yuanzhou didn't speak any more.

Lin Yan knew what he was worried about, and coaxed him with a smile: "There is nothing to worry about. Don't you worry about my skills? Anyway, there is still one day left, so I took the opportunity to find the hand feeling quickly. I will definitely not be able to do it on the field. The one who is holding you back, Jingshen."

Of course Jing Yuanzhou was not worried about Lin Yan's skills.

I am afraid that no one knows better than him what kind of amazing strength this person possesses after being in double row for so long.

And in the same way, no one looks forward to it more than him, that one day they can stand side by side in the much-anticipated professional arena.

However, this is only based on the normal situation.

But now, it's obviously different.

Without the option of playing at any time and leaving at any time, if Bi Yaohua's playing problem really cannot be solved, it means that under the BO5 system of the quarter-finals, Lin Yan needs to play at least three games on the court.

This is during the World Championships, and no one can guarantee the duration of each round in this arena.

This is the most worrying place.

Jing Yuanzhou took two steps forward, reached the back of the chair, and gently moved his hands around Lin Yan: "Promise me one thing."

Lin Yan continued to operate, and responded with a nasal voice: "Huh?"

Jing Yuanzhou: "You can try your best, but never force yourself."

Lin Yan released a second skill and easily took away a wave of double kills.

While getting into the nearby grass and returning to the city safely, he stretched out his hand and gently squeezed Jing Yuanzhou's fingertips: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion."

While speaking, he turned his head, and only then did Jing Yuanzhou see the fighting gleam in his eyes: "Besides, I'm already looking forward to it."

Although the problem of PTSD has improved a lot with Jing Yuanzhou in double row, but before today, he really never thought that there would be a day when he would return to the game.

This incident did happen a little suddenly, but it seemed like an opportunity somewhere in the dark.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Yan suddenly realized that he was still full of expectations for the stage full of lights and applause.

No matter when Bi Yaohua's playing problem can be resolved, at least until then, he needs to hold the last line of defense for the team's victory.

Once a decision is made, facing a completely unknown future, bursts of excitement follow.

Jing Yuanzhou couldn't help being dazed by Lin Yan's expression, and the worry on his brows finally dissipated a lot: "I'm looking forward to it too."

The author has something to say: Lao Jiang: I am also looking forward to it.