Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

This is a machinery factory. When Qin Shang walked to a nearby street, his nostrils were filled with a strong smell of engine oil.

He coughed twice, and a picture emerged in his mind of countless workers sweating and working overtime to screw in an airtight factory in summer. People with abundant imagination have this disadvantage.

Sometimes when people around me talk about disgusting topics, I start to feel physically uncomfortable.

Because the picture of Hua appeared involuntarily in my mind.

Qin Shang had just walked to the corner of the door when he saw a figure about ten meters away walking towards him with a slightly surprised look on his face. However, the other person's movements were extremely slow, and every step was extremely difficult.

Especially every time I lifted my foot and put it down, I could hear a 'dong' sound on the ground.

It was like the movement of some auxiliary equipment...

"Accountant Qin, why are you here?"

The moment he heard the voice, Qin Shang smiled and raised his hand to greet him.

"Teacher Luo!"

Lame Lao Luo once accidentally injured his legs while operating equipment in a machinery factory and suffered from a hidden disease.

In the copy, the lover of this character is one of the people who recommended him to become an accountant.

It is true that the boss’s mother, Mrs. Xue, admires him, but Mr. Luo’s wife’s abdication is also a key link!

However, when Qin Shang saw the other party, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he quickly made a judgment.

This is a player...

It’s not difficult to make this judgment!

After all, the sky over Jiangcheng was pitch black at this point. Although there were still some stars visible in the sky because there was no severe smog like in modern times, these stars were far inferior to the modern street lights.

Qin Shang had to rely on the "night vision" ability of the "Taoist robe" all the way. What's more, there was no light and he could only barely see a figure moving in the dark at a distance of more than ten meters. The other party recognized him as Accountant Qin at a glance. How could an ordinary person have such vision?

Probably, a priest professional player...

But it's not certain, what if the Divine Road item used activates the [Night Vision] ability.

Well, maybe it could be from another profession!

"I'm here to look for Brother Hong. Is he here?"

Brother Hong was the name that Qin Shang blurted out subconsciously.

The boss of the Hongguang Machinery Factory is not arrogant. Most of his subordinates still call him boss, but most of the management call him Brother Hong. I heard that there is a word "red" at the end of the boss's name, so people got used to calling him that.

When ordinary employees chat privately, they occasionally mention their boss and call him Brother Hong...

"Looking for Brother Hong? Then you probably won't be able to see him..."

"Don't you know what just happened?"

Over there, Lao Luo moved slowly and spoke subconsciously in a voice of doubt and surprise.

Damn, I hate this kind of clichéd rhetoric the most.

If I say I don't know, the other party will definitely be able to use this combined with the background board of the copy to judge something and infer my main storyline.

After all, there are only a few important things in the entire instance. If I don't know some information when others know it, it means that my background board is another route. Anyway, similar information can easily expose myself directly...

But Qin Shang didn't care. He had his own purpose in looking for Brother Hong, so he just gave up.

"What's going on!"

Mr. Luo opened his mouth, and a flash of sadness flashed across his wrinkled face.

"Just about an hour ago, there were police cars all around this area. I thought you got off work early today, so I should tell you when the other workers got off work and returned to the dormitory."

"The boss is dead..."

What?

What the hell?

Brother Hong is dead?

Hearing this, Qin Shang's expression froze.

No, are you kidding me?

My fucking key clue is gone just like that! ?

The only source of information and ideas I have now is the boss of the Hongguang Machinery Factory!

It was he who told me the role I played in the copy and that someone was coming to Jiangcheng to capture the Japanese.

It was he who asked me to check the accounts. This person is a very important character in my main storyline.

He died so easily with just one sentence! ?

Five minutes ago, I was suspecting that it was Brother Hong who threw me into the sea and tried to drown me. I was also wondering if I, who should have been dead in his eyes, was resurrected and appeared in front of him, would he be scared to the point of incontinence and then tell him everything.

And you just told me in such a casual way that he was dead! ?

Qin Shang felt unwell.

"How did you die?"

"I don't know. The people from the Public Security Bureau just left..."

“Where did the boss die?”

"Office? Or..."

"In the office, but it seems that he was murdered, because I was with him at the time. I just went to the toilet, and when I came back, the boss was dead. I went into the office and saw blood all over the floor. I was shocked. What do ordinary people work for? Isn't it just to live a safe and stable life? No one expected that the boss would die in less than ten minutes. I quickly called the police."

So what this means is that the last person Brother Hong saw before he died was Teacher Luo?

"What time did the boss die? I clearly remember reporting to him before I got off work!"

The next moment, Qin Shang suddenly narrowed his eyes and blurted out something subconsciously.

Hearing this, Lao Luo was stunned. He probably didn't expect that Accountant Qin actually visited the boss before leaving get off work. He quickly thought about it;

"It was around 20:00 p.m.... Ouch, I was so scared that I was stunned for seven or eight minutes before I called the police. We ordinary people have never seen such a thing. I guess the factory will be in chaos tomorrow."

Qin Shang curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly and sneered.

"Teacher Luo, can you take me to see the scene?"

Hearing this, Mr. Luo looked embarrassed;

"Yin Baoan didn't come. I, I, I..."

In those days, the job of security guard was not the three lucky stars that everyone knows today: security guard, cleaner, and nanny.

At that time, security guards actually had a high social status in the eyes of the general public. Many factory security guards actually had to hold a certificate to work, and they could directly take the police exam. At that time, there was even a prestigious name called the Security Department.

For some of the more law-abiding employees in the factory, if there are cases of theft, murder, loss of major property, etc. in the factory, they basically have to notify the colleagues in the security department first, and then let the security department call the Public Security Bureau.

But the Mr. Luo in front of me is obviously a player, and when he said this he was just imitating me, Accountant Qin.

"Don't worry, I won't mess around. The main reason is that the boss asked me to do the accounting a while ago. I just gave him the account book this afternoon. The account book contains several recent private accounts of the boss that have not been reported to the public. A lot of the money was borrowed, but it was not used according to the agreement and the money was misappropriated."

"I'm afraid that after the boss dies, this account book will be found by the sheriffs. If they find that there is something wrong with our factory's accounts, it might alert the leaders who borrowed the money."

"If they ask us to suspend production and resume production after we figure out the accounting problems, then the hundreds of workers here will be left with nothing."

Qin Shang lied without hesitation.

Otherwise, it would be unworthy of his profession as a fraudster. His hypocritical words made Teacher Luo stunned.

"Is that so? Ah this... OK, I'll go up with you."

"it is good."

After saying that, Teacher Luo slowly returned to the security room, picked up the flashlight, and took the initiative to walk in front and lead Qin Shang upstairs.

I walked into the factory and went up the stairs. The dark corridor only had a low handrail.

Through the brightness of the lights in the corridor, Qin Shang could clearly feel that the factory's efficiency was indeed as stated in the background board in the copy.

Very bad.

After all, if the company's performance is good enough, the first thing most bosses will do is to upgrade the configuration and facilities in the places they often go, such as the building where they often go.

At least the light bulbs in the corridor are not so aged that we are reluctant to replace them.

You have to know that this is the building where Brother Hong’s own office is located.

If the business is really booming, for example, the light bulbs in the corridor, the surrounding wallpaper, the tiles on the floor, the tea table in the office, or the artwork hanging at the back of the office, these must be upgraded...

In fact, to see how a person is doing, you don’t even need to ask him/her. Some small details can give you an intuitive answer.

Suppose you have a friend. The last time you went to his house, he served you the loose tea bought on the roadside. But less than half a year later when you went to his house, he had changed to the expensive Wuyi Mountain rock tea, and the tea table for drinking tea was also upgraded.

Needless to say, this person must have made money in the past six months.

The sign that a person has truly made a lot of money is that his sensitivity to life has improved.

There are many things that I used to think I could make do with, but now I’m not willing to compromise with them.

In the 21st century, there are more ways to judge.

For example, how often a person changes his mobile phone, how often he changes his car, and what kind of cigarettes he smokes and how much alcohol he drinks.

It is not ruled out that some bosses liked to smoke some cheap cigarettes costing only a dozen yuan before they made money, and got used to the taste, so after they made money they often bought these cheap cigarettes to smoke.

But... these people definitely have another pack of cigarettes on them that they use to entertain others.

If all else fails, there is another way to test the situation in reality. The civilization of the Chinese people, a country of etiquette, is engraved in their bones.

The simplest way is for you two to go buy cigarettes together. If this person takes the initiative to pay, but asks for two packs of the same brand of cheap cigarettes that he usually smokes, then there is no doubt that he has little money in his pocket.

If I buy myself a pack of cheap cigarettes that I am used to smoking, I will also ask for a pack of Hetianxia or Zhonghua for you when I check out.

There is no need to ask, he must have made money recently.

Of course, the above methods are only applicable to identifying general friends.

For example, they have the same hobbies or are very close but not in close contact, or they are partners...

It's probably the kind of relationship where the friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water.

If they have already established a life-and-death friendship and treat each other like father and son, then there is no need to test it in this way.

You can just say 'Son, your dad is short of money recently, give me some pocket money' and the other person will say 'Your father is short of money recently too, I'll give you 50, call you dad ten times and go buy ten bottles of paraquat, drink them and lie down', then there's no need to ask, he's still the same recently.

If someone suddenly said, "Don't worry, my son, I will take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!"

That means it's stable, and now you can say with satisfaction, "My son has grown up."

By observing the situation in the corridor, Qin Shang could tell that the current situation at the Hongguang Machinery Factory was indeed not optimistic.

After going upstairs, he looked towards the end of the corridor.

It was still pitch black. If Teacher Luo didn't use a flashlight, he wouldn't be able to see the road at all.

He had an idea in his mind.

But why Qin Shang had the time to observe the corridor so carefully was also thanks to Teacher Luo's lame legs.

Judging from the slow pace of his limping gait, Qin Shang could go up and down the building three or four times in the time it took the other person to take ten steps.

According to Qin Shang's rough estimate, it took at least fifteen minutes for the two of them to walk up the stairs.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Luo, what did you come to talk to Brother Hong about today?"

"I'm quite curious whether Brother Hong had any unusual behavior or reaction before his death. Perhaps this can indirectly reveal the identity of the murderer."

The next moment, when Qin Shang walked to the door of the boss's office, he already smelled a strong smell of blood.

He knew that Teacher Luo had not lied, and perhaps someone had indeed died here.

"We didn't talk about anything, and I didn't see anything. You know Brother Hong's personality..."

Teacher Luo used a flashlight to help Qin Shang see the surrounding road conditions clearly, and blurted out subconsciously.

"Yes, of course I know, but I am more curious about another question!"

Hearing this, Qin Shang pushed open the door, glanced casually, and then looked away.

The room was empty except for the table.

Very plain.

Immediately, Qin Shang suddenly looked at Teacher Luo beside him with sharp eyes.

"Teacher Luo, it's common sense. Why did you lie to me?"

This old guy, the flaw is so obvious, could it be that he doesn’t even realize it himself?