dramatic death

At No. 37 of the Royal Mansion, a few kilometers away from Central Avenue, several "Nightingale" backbones who had just been named by Wen Qiu were sitting in the lobby of An Qi's house eating skewers.

It is well known that food is the most empathetic thing to arouse human beings, among which hot pot and skewers are the most outstanding.Zhou Zheng crossed his legs and sat on the soft sofa of An Qi's house, turning the iron skewer on the barbecue in the atmosphere of the room full of aromatherapy.The younger brothers on the left and right of him were dizzy from eating, and some even trembled reflexively when they saw the white oil on the barbecue.

[Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, let's stop eating, please, turn your head and look at the stomachs of your brothers, don't you think you are a bit rebellious? 】

While roasting the meat, Zhou Zheng looked at the chat messages that kept popping up on the light screen.He brought five people with him on this trip, and Miss Wang retreated the moment he took out the grill, leaving four elders sitting in the magnificent living room to commit crimes, frantic and without any shame.

Zhou Zheng was so tired that he didn't dare to give up lightly.He came to find someone to question his teacher, if he went back home just because the master was not there, it would be a bit too spineless no matter how you look at it.

So he waved his hand violently, holding a handful of freshly roasted meat, he poked it under the miserable little brother's nose.His fingers secretly tapped a paragraph of impassioned encouragement on the light screen, and he recited it silently in his heart.

——Let’s eat it, it’s like you’ve dedicated yourself to the people, if you can’t get out of this door, I’ll take you to see a doctor, and we’ll dig out what we eat.

The little brothers didn't know what was going on in his mind, and they gasped in fright at the long list of national righteousness on the light screen, holding the iron stick as if they were generous, as if they would die in the next second.Zhou Zheng looked up at the smiling old housekeeper on the opposite sofa, and his words and deeds were somewhat murderous like a bandit leader. He said: "Your young master really knows how to enjoy life. He can spend more than 40 minutes in the sun when he goes out. This is probably going to be sun peeling."

The old butler on the opposite side also laughed with him, and poured him wine while laughing, as if he was so polite that he was afraid that he would feel that his etiquette was not thoughtful.

"My young master has a lot of sunbathing procedures," the old housekeeper murmured sleepily, "First of all, we need to find a good place, with good air quality, good environment, and quiet surroundings; secondly, the sun should not shine directly, and there must be some kind of shade. Please cover it up. I need to trouble Mr. Zhou to stay a little longer."

Zhou Zheng smiled, and he said: "Does your young master need to find a place closer to the commercial street, so that you can see the dessert house as soon as you lower your head? If he really went to see the experimental product, the few of us I don't have any objections, at most, the brothers will run again and go to the commercial street to pick up your young master."

As soon as Zhou Zheng finished speaking, the little brother beside him couldn't help hiccupping, as if he had a great longing for the description of "running again", as long as Zhou Zheng gave an order, he could rush out of the living room.

—Spineless.

Zhou Zheng spat in his heart, trying to maintain the mask of a smile on his face.

The old butler on the opposite sofa was also laughing, it was hard to tell if he was genuinely happy or forced, anyway, Jiang was still very old, and the professional manager who had led the An family for two generations was able to hold his breath.He first handed a handkerchief to the big brother who was belching, and then added some wine to Zhou Zheng, who was so angry that he smiled and said: "Mr. Zhou is serious, my young master really went to the sun, just running around It's a little far away, and you may have misunderstood."

"I can't misunderstand," Zhou Zheng put down the stick in his hand, stopped roasting the meat, and leaned on the sofa behind him to play Tai Chi with the old housekeeper, "If we talk about misunderstandings, there have been a lot of misunderstandings recently, butler, you see Did you get that new game recently? That’s it”

Zhou Zheng turned his head to look at the younger brother beside him, and the other party responded with quite a compliment: "Hakoniwa Online."

"Yes, that's Hakoniwa Online," Zhou Zheng took a sip of the wine, and said in his heart that even rich people don't even taste the same wine, "Butler, what do you think of this game?"

The old butler's expression didn't change much, and he shook his head regretfully: "The old man is getting old, and I'm afraid he can't keep up with the fashion of young people. The An family has been living outside the society for the past three years, and our house doesn't even have a terminal. , where is the channel to learn about new things?"

"However, the name of the game you mentioned sounds familiar."

Zhou Zheng thought to himself: Does this sound familiar?Your young master was just picked up by us from the third Hakoniwa Project three years ago, and it hasn't stopped for a long time, and this ghost thing popped up again.

But this can’t be said clearly. It is reasonable to say that ordinary people should not know about the "Hakoniwa Project". Even if the old housekeeper is a member of the An family, Zhou Zheng can't reveal the slightest details to him.

Although he knew in his heart that the old man probably knew everything, Zhou Zheng couldn't say that. If his superiors knew about it, he would be punished.

Zhou Zheng spit secretly in his heart, muttering how troublesome it is.

In his stomach, he had already scolded the culprit of this trip—the Comrade Du who asked for leave temporarily a thousand times.Mr. An's matter was originally out of his control, and the Hakoniwa project was not assigned to him. Zhou Zheng was gloating at the endless promotional methods of "Hakoniwa Online" two days ago, but he didn't expect it to be his turn these two days Desperate.

——What exactly does this ELF company want to do?What is the relationship between their Hakoniwa Online and the previous "Hakoniwa Project"?What's the point of playing side-by-side to attract the attention of both Nightingale and the Academy of Sciences?Could it be that they still want to make some big news while messing around?

Zhou Zheng vaguely felt that he had guessed the key point, but he was not sure whether these guesses were unfounded.It just so happened that Ms. Wang knocked on another video call, and Zhou Zheng patted a few younger brothers with confused eyes, asking them to hold on for a while.

——Chat with the old housekeeper for a few words, and it's time to use your brain to digest.

That's what Zhou Zheng planned, but the younger brothers haven't had time to understand his foresight, they only think that their elder brother took them up for barbecue, and looking at his back, they feel ashamed and hopeless.

They sat up pale, their faces turning blue from the food scraps surging in their stomachs, watching their eldest brother walk to the living room window and touch the mobile terminal on the inside of his wrist.

In Zhou Zheng's field of vision, Ms. Wang's alluring face had already appeared on the opposite side of the light screen.

She seemed to be standing in some kind of air vent, her hair was blown into a mess on her face.Fortunately, the terminal communication can automatically eliminate external noise, so the call effect has not been defeated by the wind.

"Find out?" Zhou Zheng asked.

"It's been found out." Opposite the light screen, Ms. Wang raised her eyebrows. "It's true that Young Master An went to bask in the sun, but the sun should have finished basking now, and he's walking back."

"Where have you been?" Zhou Zheng glanced back, facing the smiling expression of the old housekeeper.

Ms. Wang also smiled on the light screen, and she said: "This little bastard has walked to the commercial street." Then she paused for a moment, and added, "But you would never imagine how many old friends there are in the commercial street, just from the Academy of Sciences. People, you can see several teams."

"Also, they don't seem to understand each other's missions."

……

At the same time, commercial street, "afternoon tea" dessert house.

As soon as Christie proposed the system configuration of Hakoniwa Online, Yintong couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. He said, "Is it so easy to make a hyperterminal these days? Can a random game company build a hyperterminal?"

Christie shrugged, thinking that the old guys at the Academy of Sciences had the same expression when they heard the news.

—But how is it possible?There is currently only one working hyperterminal in the country, and that one is still asleep in the hexagonal attic in the center of the city. The city surveillance alone covers three floors.

——Can the ELF company still steal her away?

She didn't speak, and Yintong pretended that she also felt that the ELF company was uttering wild words, so she couldn't help laughing while holding her forehead: "Hakoniwa Online is so daring, and the Academy of Sciences doesn't care?"

Christie gave Yin Tong a blank look when she heard the words: "It's nothing to do with the Academy of Sciences. If there is a serious problem with this game, it will be blocked by the higher-level regulatory department. It's not the Academy of Sciences' fault."

Yin Tong smiled: "You really have a big prejudice against the Academy of Sciences."

Christie tapped the porcelain plate with a spoon, pursed her lips and muttered angrily, "Who would like a madman."

Yin Tong thought her attitude was funny. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the promotional advertisement of Hakoba Online was still playing in a loop outside the store, but she couldn't help but think of another question.

He said: "I remember that you not only robbed Hakoniwa Online's game endorsement, but also acted as an NPC in it? Didn't you just say that there are only two types of NPCs in this game, they either need to use their brains or need to fight monsters. Which one do you belong to?" kind?"

Christie thought for a while, and then listed with her fingers: "I belong to 1+2—the plot boss, the kind that gets stuck if you can't beat it. The game of Hakoniwa requires fast running and good brains, so the official does not recommend single bosses." It is recommended to work as a team, but teamwork means bugs, and cheating with krypton gold is a common thing in military affairs, so I probably belong to stealing equipment and provoking, forcibly getting stuck, and hitting the plot boss where you doubt your life."

"...It suits you quite well."

Christie smiled happily: "I think so too."

"But why do you have so many questions today?" Christie asked, "You can't be late for the second illness, you really need to play a game to waste your energy."

Yintong lowered his eyes and bent his lips. He put away Christie's porcelain dish and put it under the faucet, watching the cold water splash on the dark brown coffee liquid.

"I'm not so boring," he said, "Do you still remember the letter I received? Recently, the story in the letter has made new progress."

"The owner of the diary met a little girl and invited him to meet on the rooftop in the middle of the night to participate in her so-called 'Little Garden Game'."

He raised his head and smiled at Christie's gradually stiffening expression.

"It's a pity she died."

"Jump off the building."

"Here in the head," Yin Tong reached out and tapped his right temple, "(like you who once appeared in my hallucinations) smashed a bloody hole."