Sister, look at him!

"It's very simple, just say that I came back from the dead." He Qingwan had already thought of a countermeasure, "Just say that I died and accidentally came to a horror world, and then I got a certain prop and was resurrected. But because I quarreled with you before I died, I haven't forgiven you yet, and I am discouraged and don't want to contact you."

"It also happens to explain why I know the gamers in the horror world." He Qingwan said this as a matter of course. After all, only she and Qingwu knew the real situation, so it didn't matter how she made it up.

"That's fine." Qing Wu nodded, then smiled a smile that was uglier than crying, "That's the only way."

"The mission I'm doing is very similar to yours, to bring glory to the country." He Qingwan was changing clothes with the help of 006. Qingwu wanted to lend a hand but couldn't because he was a holographic image.

"That's why you're participating in the National Fortune Game." Qing Wu suddenly realized, "I don't want to play this bullshit game."

"The cause and effect relationship is wrong, but it's almost right." He Qingwan was too lazy to explain. It was too troublesome to start from the beginning.

"Whatever. As long as our confessions are fine, that's fine." Qingwu made an expression that looked like he loved something.

“Hearing you say that the confession always feels like entering an orange.” He Qingwan complained.

"Being questioned by a few former soldiers is no different from recording a confession." Qing Wu patted He Qingwan's shoulder lightly, "In short, don't reveal your true identity."

"Don't worry about me." He Qingwan raised his chin to him, "Please treat me to a meal when you go out."

Qingwu made an OK gesture and went offline.

After taking great pains to put on her clothes, He Qingwan turned around in front of the mirror several times with satisfaction. She liked to wear beautiful clothes, and this copy was really to her liking.

It's just a little difficult to wear.

She doesn't like crinolines, but if she wants her skirt to be so fluffy without a crinoline, she must wear more than ten or even twenty layers of petticoats. The layers of petticoats make 006, an inorganic life form who cannot feel tired, feel a little sore in her hands.

"Knock knock."

Hua Wen'an's voice came from outside the door, "Miss He, are you okay?"

"Ah."

He Qingwan walked to the door, fanning herself with a folding fan, and opened it.

Hua Wen'an, wearing a dark green crinoline skirt, looked a little uncomfortable.

Chen Danggui also had a blushing face as she grabbed the fabric of her skirt.

"There aren't so many audiences in life. It's just wearing some exaggerated clothes. Don't worry about it." He Qingwan has never felt ashamed of her beauty because her elders at home have encouraged her in various ways since she was a child.

As he was speaking, Shen Yi's door opened.

He Qingwan finally saw clearly what Shen Yi looked like.

He is very beautiful.

Not handsome, nor pretty, but beautiful.

The pale skin revealed a sense of illness, and the eyes were extremely black, making it impossible to see the bottom at a glance, just like a deep pool.

Her lips were as delicate as rose petals, and there was a beauty spot on her chin.

He Qingwan's eyes looked a little strange. She knew that the words she used to describe Shen Yi were a little wrong, but she could only describe it that way.

Shen Yi is even more beautiful than Hua Wen'an and Chen Danggui.

"Ms. He, I have something I want to talk to you about in private." Hua Wen'an leaned slightly closer to He Qingwan, "Can I?"

"Of course, come in." He Qingwan moved aside to let Hua Wen'an into his room, and did not forget to say goodbye to Chen Danggui and Shen Yi. "Please wait for us for a while."

Shen nodded slightly without saying anything.

Chen Danggui hummed slightly.

The door was closed, blocking out all sounds from outside.

Hua Wen'an was a little surprised when looking at He Qingwan's room. From the outside, it looked like the same layout and area, but after entering, she found that it was astonishingly large, and the furnishings were much more luxurious than her room.

"Please sit down." He Qingwan sat on the soft high-back chair that was as exquisite as a work of art, and invited Hua Wenan to sit down with him.

Hua Wen'an said thank you before reluctantly sitting down.

She had never worn this type of clothing before, and the movement of sitting down with the crinoline on seemed a little unnatural.

"Ms. He, I won't beat around the bush. Shen Yi... I can't objectively evaluate his character. I can only tell you his story and let you judge for yourself."

He Qingwan nodded and signaled Hua Wenan to continue.

Hua Wen'an organized his words and told the story of Shen Yi's life.

Shen Yi is a genius. He can accomplish in just one year what takes others five or even ten years to do.

At the age of 26, he became the youngest chief physician of cardiac surgery in the country and even in the world.

Once this incident was reported, it caused an uproar.

Shen Yi was reported in various ways, saying that his family had a background and that he used backdoors, and some even said that there were unspoken rules.

Under pressure from public opinion, the hospital had to thoroughly investigate Shen Yi's family situation.

Upon checking, I found something wrong.

Shen Yi's mother disappeared unexpectedly when he was three years old, and his father also disappeared when he was six. With no other relatives to rely on, little Shen Yi grew up in an orphanage.

Being able to achieve such a high level of achievement is entirely due to one's own talent and hard work.

The story would have ended here, and it would have been a textbook enough to inspire most people.

But there is more to the story.

Shen Yi's mother was killed by his father. When he was six years old, his father disappeared and was arrested and executed secretly.

Shen Yi's father, Zhao Ling, is the murderer of the largest serial murder case since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Zhao Ling's high IQ makes every crime he commits perfect. In just five years, he has killed 178 people in 13 countries across three continents of Europe, Asia and America.

When asked about his motive for murder, Zhao Ling had only two words to say: "fun."

Shen Yi has perfectly inherited his father's high IQ and his mother's good looks.

"Well, then what?" He Qingwan didn't understand what Hua Wen'an wanted to say. "He has a high IQ, which is good. He can help decrypt the code when we enter the dungeon in the future."

"…The relationship between Shen Yi and Zhao Ling had been suppressed by the authorities, and Shen Yi's surname was even changed to his mother's. All of this was done so that Shen Yi could live in the sunshine like a normal person."

Hua Wen'an was about to say something, but she gritted her teeth and spoke out in one breath at He Qingwan's increasingly impatient gaze, "But I don't know who reported this matter, and Shen Yiyi fell from grace in an instant, becoming a target of public outcry. It's been two years since this happened, and we've always wanted to find Shen Yi."

Hua Wen'an's voice trembled. "Because Zhao Ling's high IQ and violent and bloodthirsty personality are exactly the same as his father, his uncle, and even his grandfather. This is more like a family hereditary mental illness."

"No more?" He Qingwan asked.

Hua Wen'an shook his head, "No more."

"Oh, then let's go out. Shen Yi and Danggui must be waiting anxiously." He Qingwan said as she lifted her skirt and prepared to get up.

Hua Wen'an grabbed He Qingwan's wrist and said, "Miss He, don't you understand what I mean? Shen Yi is in danger now. If you come into contact with him, you will most likely be hurt by him."

He Qingwan held Hua Wen'an's hand and patted it, "Don't worry, he can't beat me."

Hua Wen'an: "Ms. He, are you serious?"

"Of course." He Qingwan was very confident. "Not only can he not beat me, but all the players in this dungeon can't beat me. Don't worry, I will lead you to victory. Okay, we can go out now."

"……Um."