You don't decrypt at all do you?

"Oh, this one." Zhu Wen waved his hand, cast a glance at Ji Shuang, and then looked at his sister again: "She's just too hard to protect herself." Saying that, Zhu Wen laughed.

Goosebumps all over my sister's body exploded from her feet to her scalp, and she shivered: "Why are you laughing at nothing?"

Zhu Wen was dissatisfied: "I can't laugh?"

elder sister:"……"

If she didn't know that neither Su Zhan nor the administrator of District 10 would have leaked her words, she would suspect that Zhu Wen already knew about it.

But it's not bad now.

My sister is in great pain. This is indeed not the perfect moment for her to say her real name calmly as she imagined.

But some things will never go according to the plan. Compared with Zhu Wen having a sudden whim and hitting the database one day, that's fine... right?

Actually not.

My sister was at the forefront, and no one could see the resistance on her face.He just led Zhu Wen Jishuang around the edge of District 9 before he walked to the database.

The administrator of District 11 is already waiting at the door.

My sister rolled her eyes when she saw the administrator of District 11.Oh, the administrator of District 10 ran away because he didn't want to face the tragic reunion, right?

The administrator of District 11 saw her sister from afar, and greeted her: "Miss Executive Officer No. 1."

The elder sister nodded, "I'll check something. Don't worry if you're within my authority."

The management officer of District 11 nodded slightly, stepped aside, and followed after his sister brought Zhu Wen and the others in.

Zhu Wen looked up at the scene in the database, wondering if it was a game database.

There is no overwhelming data torrent as he imagined, and there are no large and small screens that are lit up one after another.

The small room is rectangular and exaggeratedly empty. Standing facing the wall facing the door, it gives people the illusion that the long and thin walls on both sides will squeeze inward at any time.

Zhu Wen: "That's it?"

elder sister:"……"

District 11 administrator: "...?"

He looked at his sister and pointed at Zhu Wen: "He..."

My sister cleared her throat: "It's okay, don't worry about it."

District 11 management officer: "..." Are you okay?

Is this fucking okay?

Saying "That's it?" in front of executives and managers, is it okay?

The manager of District 11 was full of question marks. Seeing that his sister was not angry at all, he felt that the world had changed.

He didn't want to interrupt, after all, his sister brought him here, so he just had to stand and wait for her to finish adjusting the information, and then seal the door of the database again.

My sister raised her hand to press the wall in front of her.

After a while, a blue light lit up on the wall, and a light blue panel unfolded to cover the entire wall.

Zhu Wen thinks this design is not very friendly to the neck.

My sister looked up at the skilled operation panel, entered Jiang Lan's player number on the search interface, and then closed her eyes—it was too painful.

[Player: Jiang Lan]

[Player number: 010089]

【Player Points: 228973】

[Total number of games: 97]

[Game average score: B+]

【Status: Online】

[Positioning: Scene H89732]

Zhu Wen: "Oh."

Sister: "...?" Oh what?

She opened her eyes again and looked at the screen, not understanding why Zhu Wen had such a reaction.

Until my sister also saw clearly the information displayed on the screen, and the corresponding ID photo - that was not my sister's face at all.

Sister: "..." OK.

Looking at the screen in front of her, she suddenly felt very funny.

No one has permission to change data.

So, game.

My sister understood, and she exhaled.

The mental preparations she had made with great difficulty died instantly with the fake information on the screen. Although it is embarrassing to say it, it should...not be considered a lie, right?

Great!

She turned her head to look at Zhu Wen, smiled and shrugged: "Look, I'm alive."

Zhu Wen: "OK."

He lowered his head and had something to say.

So, Zhu Wen opened the game panel and switched to the team formation dialog—【Zhu Wen: Although the expression doesn't look like her own doing, but it's a bit too overjoyed】

Ji Shuang looked down at the panel, then looked at her sister, and then blinked: "..." How did you see that you were overjoyed?

She pursed her lips, and replied after careful consideration - [Do you intend to expose it at all? 】

[Zhu Wen: No. 】

[Ji Shuang: ...Why? 】

[Zhu Wen: If she misses today, it will be even harder for her to speak in the future.When I have to say it, I will see her expression. 】

Ji Shuang's expression changed several times, and she forcibly changed back to the coffin face, and then closed the panel.

A few seconds later, a new message was sent again.

She hesitated for a moment, and came again—[Zhu Wen: Besides, this is also a small trick to maintain the relationship between siblings. 】

[Ji Shuang:? 】

[Zhu Wen: If she scolds me next time I get into trouble, I can fight back, "Don't think I don't know that you are Jiang Lan".Then she fell into self-doubt and self-blame, unable to pay attention to what happened to me. 】

Ji Shuang: "..."

Her entire face was numb, and after several hesitations, she finally gave up on replying.She closed the game panel and looked at her sister.

Staring at her sister for a long time, Ji Shuang shook her head, feeling quite sad: "Alas..."

Sister: "...?" Why are you sighing?It is not good?

She blinked, not understanding Ji Shuang.So she turned to look at Zhu Wen.

Seeing that Zhu Wen was curiously raising her hand to touch the screen, her sister clicked her tongue, and before she could speak, several warning windows popped up on the screen one after another.

[Detected an unregistered initial player]

[Special number malfunction detected]

[Detection of mutually exclusive modules with special numbers]

[Player data disorder detected]

[Detected players with special marks, whether to report to the crisis response department (yes/no)]

Zhu Wen withdrew his hand: "Ah..."

elder sister:"……"

Ji Shuang: "..."

District 11 administrator who has been a transparent person for a while: "???"

Zhu Wen turned around and looked at her sister: "What does this mean?"

"Good question." My sister looked at the warning window full of screens, and asked Zhu Wen: "What does this mean?"

Zhu Wen crossed his arms in front of his chest: "Don't answer questions with questions."

Sister: "..." But she asked the question sincerely.

Zhu Wen turned his head again and took a few steps back to see the screen with less effort.

Compared with the other three people in the room, his question was more targeted: "Leaving aside 3 questions, the second and third questions have troubled me for a long time."

He looked at his sister, glanced at the administrator of District 11, and said sincerely: "Is this thing really impossible to fix?"

Again.

Although there is a high probability that Zhu Wen will not be able to use the special number, it is a completely different concept from voluntarily not using it and not being able to use it.

My sister raised her head and pressed her forehead, feeling a little uncomfortable after standing for a long time.

She looked at the administrator of District 11 and asked, "Then ignore the question of Article 145, what do the 2nd and 3rd warnings mean?"

District 11 management officer: "...?" Then, don't care about 145?

His face was full of incomprehension, and he wanted to pull out his hair-this is obviously a big problem with the first, fourth, and fifth warnings!

It can be seen that the elder sister's face is serious, and she is not joking. The 11th district management officer had no choice but to give up and said: "Let me take a look first, you..."

He pointed to the door: "Go out first and wait for the news."

The management officer of District 11 paused when he said this, "You still need to rest for your injuries. I heard that you just tore up the conference room of the crisis response department. This is against the doctor's orders."

Zhu Wen: "Indeed."

Sister: "What do you say 'really'?"

Zhu Wen shrugged: "Although I don't know the cause and history, but look at the result based on the actual situation." He pointed to his sister: "It is indeed against the doctor's order."

elder sister:"……"

"All right, all right." She didn't struggle any more, she was just resting.

She raised her hand and waved, "Go out. If there is a problem with the special number, I will leave it to No. 11 to investigate. You go to the rest area for a while, and No. 11 will tell you when there is a result."

Zhu Wen: "Alright."

He followed his sister out, and then looked back at the warning box on the screen.

Soon, there was only one District 11 management officer left in the room.

He stared at the empty room, "...Please, I'm the administrator!"——Why would the administrator do such chores? !

……

After my sister brought Zhu Wen and the others to the rest area, she arranged them in the room next to her, while she went to the medical team to re-bandage the wound.

Among other things, the matter of dismantling the conference room of the crisis response department was indeed a wound that stretched to the shoulder.

My sister left with a serious expression on her face.

nothing else.

In this case, even if she is the No. 1 executive officer, she still has to be scolded by the medical team.

...

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Scene No. D32781

It was estimated that the 3 hours needed to repair the NPC passed, and the game broadcast sounded on time.

【Attention all players】

[The repair has been completed, the key NPC will be released in 5 seconds, please prepare for it, all players]

The "mob" nestled in the tent woke up one after another when they heard the sound of the game broadcast.

They climbed out of their sleeping bags one after another and poked their heads out of the tent.

The game broadcast is already counting down.