Unlucky Reminder of Online Games

Wells loosened his tie irritably, "Another person from the Ministry of Security?"

"This intrusion is very different from the previous ones, but the intruded database is the same." The man said ambiguously.

"Is there any suspicious data flowing out?" Wells lowered his voice subconsciously, even if he was the only one in the office.

"You also know how huge the data flow will be once the game starts, so I can't confirm it for a while." The man on the phone said not so optimistically.

"How long will that take?" Wells asked solemnly.

The man hesitated for a long time, "Such a huge amount of traffic, I want to eliminate them one by one... a conservative estimate will take three days."

"Three days?!" Wells lost control, and his voice suddenly rose again, "No, it's too long. It's enough for the other party to interpret the data."

"It will take two days for you to transfer all the people in the computer room of the main computer to check 24 hours a day."

Wells thought for a long time, "Okay, I see. You go ahead and do it. I will find a reason to transfer the person." Just as he was about to put down the phone, he remembered something, "Wait, and, call us The current account for transactions with people over there will be destroyed."

"Destroy?" The man was taken aback, "There is still a sum of money that hasn't arrived in the account."

"Never mind." Wells gritted his teeth, "I have a bad feeling."

"But even if we destroy it here, they should have kept the records. And their experiments are now at a critical moment, and they most need practical data to verify their results. We ended our cooperation with them so suddenly. I'm afraid they won't agree."

"Why do you think their experiments are being carried out secretly?" Wells said in a deep voice, "Because it's illegal, and it's not allowed even internationally, so they don't want to be exposed even more than we do. "

"But the result of the third experiment, I believe they will not give up."

"I know. So don't stop the work of letting R1 replace the yarn. As long as the yarn is separated, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the data."

"I'll keep an eye on both sides."

"Well." Wells was a little tired, "Is there any movement at the headquarters? Especially the old man Jonathan. He developed the mind manipulation technology. Although our transformation is secret, it is not seamless. To be safe, find There is a reason to recycle and destroy that part of the thinking glasses."

"I think it's better to keep an eye on that old man Jonathan than to keep an eye on Yin Shengchen. He's the old man's student."

"Don't worry about this, since he was transferred from the headquarters, I have been letting Niutou monitor him."

"Okay, I'll start to do it." The man hesitated, "If it really doesn't work, you have to be ready to start the destruction process."

Wells hesitated, "But once the yarn is destroyed, it's not just..."

"I know, but that's the only last resort, isn't it?"

Wells' hands on the phone trembled, "Let me think, think again..."

——I am the dividing line——

After Yin Shengchen received and interpreted the data given by Yansha, he didn't know that no one was involved in the headquarters, let alone how many people were involved in the monitoring center. At this time, he only thought of one person, and he launched Xuetong without hesitation. - Sunny fire.

Even if Yin Shengchen is offline, the NPC Xuetong Qinghuo still exists and stays where he is.

But when he went online to replace the program to control Xuetong-Qinghuo, he found that the mandala maze had withered, and eight beams of light in the sky shot straight up to the sky, piercing through the thick and gloomy clouds, and the clouds and mists were slightly dispelled, and the castle could be vaguely seen standing.

He knew that in Rwanda they had already opened the gate of the main castle of Saxony.

He raised his hand to burn the withered mandala, and walked directly towards the castle.

The gate of the castle "creaked" and slowly opened.

The entrance on the first floor is empty, and the dark red carpet leads to the stairs leading directly to the second floor.

The gloomy blue candlelight illuminated the entrance hall.

The corpses of devil maids all over the floor were slowly brushed away by the system.

There was a faint sound of fighting on the second floor.

Xuetong-Qinghuo walked around the corpses and walked to the second floor.

At the end of the deep red corridor, there were two people back to back, alert to the paintings and sculptures on the corridor wall.

Rwanda was at the end of the line, holding a needle in one hand and flapping his underpants in the other like a butterfly.

Suddenly a person appeared beside him, and Rwanda put the underpants on that person's head.

"Dingling?" Rwanda asked suspiciously.

The other party nodded, and then pulled the pants on his head, "When was the last time you washed these pants?"

Rwanda looked at the underpants and then at the other side, "I have to ask Xuetong, I'm not in charge of this."

Xuetong-Qinghuo: "..." Since when did I take charge of this?

"Come on, to prove that you are real and not a counterfeit, let's check the code." Rwanda is gearing up.

"Hmm." The other party nodded.

"When did the mandarin mandarin mandarin and mandarin mandarin hug each other?" Rwanda read out loud.

The other party was overjoyed, "I know this, I know. When is the time to repay the injustice, we must forgive others and forgive others."

Rwanda immediately jumped three steps away, "Brothers, this is a counterfeit, beat him up."

The fake human trafficker suddenly changed his appearance.

"Phantom." Xuetong Qinghuo laughed.

"Where is my password wrong?" Huanmo really didn't understand.

"Then I'll let you die in peace." Luwanda said righteously, "The next sentence should be, Dang is watching the fun from the sidelines."

Phantom Jon, "...that's too far away."

Then got beaten up.

After the phantom was killed, Ding Lingling fell out of an oil painting on the wall of the corridor, looking down on the phantom's corpse, "That's why you don't know the breadth and profundity of fangirls."

Everyone: "..."

"Follow up quickly, the state banquet hall is ahead." The human trafficker ran over and urged.

"Wait, check the code." Luwanda and Ding Lingling looked at him warily.

Human traffickers stall their hands.

Rwanda slapped him across the face with one paw.

With Rwanda's zero strength bonus, the adults didn't feel any pain at all, but the traffickers were surprised, "Xiao Da, why did you hit me?"

Rwanda and Ding Lingling immediately jumped away from him, "You are a fake."

"I'm real." The human trafficker said helplessly.

"No, usually when someone hits the left cheek, he will hand the right cheek to others."

The corner of the trafficker's mouth twitched, "...Am I that cheap?"

"Because he has skills—face."

The human trafficker went crazy, and shouted: "It's thick skin, thick skin, thick skin." He shouted so hard that he was gasping for breath.

"It seems that he is real." Ding Lingling finished the appraisal.

"Xiaoda." Xuetong-Qinghuo called loudly.

When Rwanda turned his head, he saw a fiery red figure with a silver mask slowly walking towards the other end of the corridor, "Blood pupil."

Xuetong-Qinghuo opened his arms towards him with a smile.

Rwanda turned into a little fox and ran over.

"Aren't they provoking me, a million-year-old bachelor?" the human trafficker resented.

"So you want to steal love?" Ding Lingling looked at him.

Trafficker: "..."

When the red-yellow little fox jumped into Xuetong-Qinghuo's arms, it braked suddenly, and raised its furry paws to stop, "Acknowledge the signal."

Xuetong-Qinghuo was stunned for a while, and then said dotingly: "Okay, come on."

Rwanda is very serious, "What's the big waist?"

"It doesn't seem like that's what was said in "Taking Tiger Mountain Outsmart", isn't it, what should be asked about blushing?" Ding Lingling asked the human trafficker.

The human trafficker said embarrassingly: "... Keep up with the times."

Xuetong-Qinghuo also replied seriously: "I just ate enough."

Human trafficker: "..." He felt that this answer was a bit up-to-date and gave him a stomachache.

"Xuetong, it's really you." Rwanda happily threw herself into Xuetong Qinghuo's arms.

Please talk to me about the money and see that they haven't moved for a long time, so come over to see what happened, "Xuetong is back."

See, please talk to me about money, Xuetong-Qinghuo put Rwanda on top of his head, and watched intently, please talk to me about money, "I want money, I have something to tell you."

"Let's talk, what's the matter?" Please talk to me about money and want to die but dare not say it is the stage that is inseparable. When you are happy in love, you are in a good mood, and when you are in a good mood, you don't feel that there is nothing he can't bear.

Xuetong-Qinghuo pulled him away from the window, and said solemnly: "Before that, you have to promise me that you must hold on."

Rwanda on the top of his head clawed away Xuetong Qinghuo with his claws, and lowered his head to let him see, "Why do I think it's more appropriate to say this to death?"

"Why is it appropriate to say this if you want to die?" Please talk to me about money and don't understand.

"Because you don't stand up, he has no sex."

"..." Please talk to me about money and wipe your face, "Don't worry, I'll hold on."

"..." Xuetong-Qinghuo tied Rwanda's fox's mouth with a rubber band, and then asked, "How do you usually commit suicide?"

Please talk to me about Qian Jiong, "..."

Ding Lingling was surprised, "Death wants money, and you usually commit suicide just for fun?"

"I only count money to play." Please talk to me about Qian Zhengse, "Xuetong, what do you want to say?"

"Then give me all the weapons first, and put a bottle of red medicine in your mouth, and I'll tell you."

"..."

After everything was ready, Xuetong Qinghuo cleared his throat, "I just found out that your hotel in the City of Light has been seized and confiscated."

Please talk to me about Qian's eyes suddenly glazed over, and when he regained his strength, he didn't make any noise, he said calmly, "Don't worry, I won't commit suicide, I just want to kill someone now."

Several people were horrified, but fortunately Xuetong-Qinghuo's foresight confiscated all the weapons that belonged to Please Talk to Me for Money.

I saw Please talk to me about money, took out a toothpick from his belt, and sneered, "Everywhere is a weapon for killing people."

Ding Lingling quietly asked the human trafficker, "Doctor, how do you usually treat a mania?"

The human trafficker is indeed a professional, and he is still calm and calm at the critical moment to save lives and heal the wounded. I heard him say: "First of all, don't stimulate him."

"En." Several people followed the doctor's advice.

"Then when he is not paying attention," the human trafficker took out a mace from nowhere, "wake him up."

Looking at the mace in his hand, several people said in unison, "Are you sure you didn't let him sleep forever?"

"..."

Xiang Tian, ​​who was at the front of the line, didn't know what was going on behind them, they heard a commotion in the line behind, and when they turned around, please talk to me about money, their eyes were red, and they rushed over in despair.

A little fox followed behind him, "Everyone, be careful, you need money to have a mania attack. Those who have money will take good money, and those who have no money will take good chastity."

Everyone: "..."

"Crazy?" Xiang Tian smiled inexplicably and thought not to play the piano to me not far away.

Don't play the piano to me, as expected of a brother, he said in one sentence the crux of his brother's problem, "He will only be like this when the money is gone. It's okay, just press someone else's acupoint and he will wake up."

Rwanda jumped on the shoulder not to play the piano to me, "Press it, it's useless, don't you see the fingerprints on other people's hands?"

I wanted to die but dare not say it and came over, "I said, when did he grow such a Japanese-style beard."

"..."

"Then there is no other way." Don't gritted his teeth at me playing the piano as if he had made up his mind, "It seems that we can only use the trump card."

"Brother, come to brother, brother will give you money." Don't play the piano to me and seduce me with a money bag in one hand, please talk to me about money, and hide a stick behind your back in one hand.

I want to die but dare not say it, and suddenly express my feelings, "I think the money must be born by Brother A Niu and his stepmother."

And in a corner where everyone didn't pay attention, Xuetong Qinghuo and Wujian were talking in a low voice.