The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Looking at the open diary on the table, and at the angry father Zhong, Ren Yifei called: "Come on someone and invite our guests out."

The captain of the security appeared, and a few big-armed and round-waisted 'holding' hugged Father Zhong. Father Zhong's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

Ren Yifei waved his hand and didn't say a word, but the meaning of disgust was very clear: explain Mao Mao, a scumbag who gets dividends, etc., give you face? roll.

Father Zhong was detained, and Ren Yifei called Mr. Zhong again to explain the matter.

Mr. Zhong valued the family business the most, and of course he couldn't let this kind of gossip affect the family business, and he wouldn't let that stupid son do even more stupid things.

Mrs. Zhong didn't even ask if Ren Yifei knew He Jun's identity, and did he know what was important? People are dead, people die and everything is over.

Besides, He Jun died suddenly, and the hospital gave it a certificate. How could someone else be blamed for such a thing.

"Everything is fate, and I can't help it." Mrs. Zhong sighed and hung up the phone.

As for Ren Yifei, he asked the secretary for a box of loose powder.

The fine loose powder is lightly dusted onto the cover of the diary. This is still a patent leather cover. A thin layer of powder falls off, and then the excess is blown away, and five or six fingerprints appear on it.

He took the scotch tape to copy the fingerprints on both sides, and then opened the diary sent by the enemy.

He Junren was dead, and he died suddenly and unprepared. He is also a lonely person who has no close friends, so the one who sent this diary can only be 'that person'.

"Looks like I messed up all their plans."

I don't know when He Jun died in the source world, but it's definitely not now.

In the past, he either obtained immunity or learned the content of the game in advance, so he was very confident in playing the game, but this time he was pulled into a game that he was completely unprepared for and completely unfamiliar with, and was targeted by Ren Yifei.

Doesn't this reveal his true level?

Outside at this time, in a corner that Ren Yifei didn't know about, a group of people were discussing the 'terrible invitation letter' on the news.

"There seem to be a few people with great ideas recently. I never thought that I could give everyone an 'invitation code vaccine'." As one of the people who was brought in by the invitation code and who had issued the invitation code , they have mixed feelings about the invitation code.

"You have to have money."

"It's a signal that the state has taken notice. Do you think they can stop this endless train and run?"

"Maybe. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you one thing, I will release a new single "Desperate Train" today, remember to support me. It's been seven or eight years since I said goodbye to the music world, I don't know if everyone still remembers me ."

"What? Are you crazy?" Her friends were surprised.

"Since someone can turn a corner and let someone else publish a book, what's the problem with me publishing a single? The song has been recorded and nothing happens. Even if something happens in the future, at least I won't regret it."

The two old friends knew that she had made up her mind, and sighed heavily: "I will help you. To be honest, I have had enough of this kind of life without tomorrow."

In the afternoon of that day, Tianhou, who had been out of the music scene for many years, suddenly released a new single "Desperate Train".

Unlike her sweet style in the past, this is a song that makes people feel hopeless and painful after listening to it. There is no hoarse roar, but the pain is suppressed, like a gas tank that is about to explode.

Because of the different life circles, Ren Yifei didn't know about this, and he had appeared in a secret place.

Ren Yifei is also very skilled in reporting this by himself. The police can't forget that the jeweler's heir appeared at the police station and said calmly, 'I'm going to turn myself in, I'm guilty, I'm too defensive, and I spread a mobile phone virus. ’

Then...then it was out of their control, and a mysterious department quickly took over the matter, and it took less than half an hour from start to finish, without even the sharpest reporters smelling it.

"Mr. Zhong, do you want to add some sugar? Maybe some sugar will make you feel more comfortable." A cup of brewed coffee was brought to his table.

Ren Yifei was not shackled, nor had his eyes lit by strong light. He was sitting there with a camera and two other people, but they were all smiling at him.

He didn't look like a criminal, he looked like a guest.

"You know me?" Ren Yifei pulled off his tie and exhaled softly.

"We know that you have customized novels, and you have an invitation code virus..." The middle-aged man said in a soothing tone, "But please rest assured, you are doing extraordinary things in extraordinary times. You did not commit a crime, but saved a lot of people."

Ren Yifei shook his head with a wry smile, and remembered another thing: "Then you also know that I asked someone to investigate He Jun?"

They nodded, and when they investigated Ren Yifei, they also investigated He Jun, it was all ready. They have experts in behavioral psychology and criminology here. He Jun's careful deception is okay, and there is nothing to hide from them.

So they also knew that a few days ago, 'Zhong Lan' was brought into that terrifying world by He Jun's invitation code.

But "Zhong Lan", who unfortunately fell into this danger, did not choose to vent and take revenge, but prevented more people from entering the game in his own way.

"The heart of a child." This is the evaluation from above, so the two of them are very kind to him.

In a way, this is already a hero.

"I'm just taking a risk, because there is really no other way, are you willing to believe me?" Ren Yifei said tiredly, his brows furrowed, and his whole person smelled of nervousness.

This persuasiveness is enhanced by the appearance of being tired and haggard after staying up late.

"Of course, you don't have to trust us, but you can trust the position we represent." The two opposites said solemnly.

It wasn't the first to try to ask them for help, but definitely the most thoughtful one. Although he has only entered that world for two days, he has already done many amazing things.

To be honest, they were also looking forward to the message from this young man.

"He Jun, is a related account."

Ren Yifei's first sentence surprised the two of them, and one of them said sternly, "Can you guarantee your words?"

"Yes." Ren Yifei's eyes were firm, "I can. This is why I investigated him. I just didn't expect that he would be my father's illegitimate child outside."

"This is He Jun's diary. There doesn't seem to be anything useful in it, but I heard him mention a name. Brother 'xing'." Ren Yifei took out the diary in the file bag.

The two of them looked at each other: "Where did you say it?"

"Yes, he tried to ask for help, when he was about to fail and be eliminated." Ren Yifei used another metaphor, "At that time, we were robbing the last apple, and the referee tried to help him pave the way, but unfortunately I was robbed in the end.

"At that time, I already had two or three apples in my hand, so it was fine if I didn't take it. But I still chose to take that apple, so he was eliminated. In my situation, am I being too defensive?"

"Cough," the man coughed and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this a fair competition?" What's the defense too much? Nothing.

Another person asked the question he cared about: "I kicked out the appointed person, and the referee with selfishness is not looking at you?"

Ren Yifei nodded: "That's why I'm here. The best way to deal with an enemy that I can't solve is to draw from the bottom of the pot. I can't do this, and neither can other players. Only the power behind you can do it."

He doesn't hide his selfishness. For example, he hopes that the national team can provide a little help, or quickly get rid of the infinite horror world. With such a small game every day, he wants to be young and prosperous.

"Here, I also have a small gift for you." Ren Yifei took out a roll of tape that looked ordinary, "It's like this, this morning..."

He briefly recounted the morning's farce, and then talked about the fact that he kept his fingerprints.

Although most of the fingerprints in the national fingerprint database are criminals and missing persons, but in case, right? That watchdog is so crazy, he might have left behind a criminal record.

The two people on the opposite side did not expect such a harvest, and one of them said sincerely, "Mr. Zhong is very keen."

Ordinary people would never think of keeping the fingerprints on the diary. They don't have such awareness. This is a gift.

"It's about your own safety, always pay more attention."

Ren Yifei sent the tape out, and after accepting it on the other side, he said to him seriously, "Whether there is or not, we will definitely notify you before nine o'clock tonight."

"Okay." In Ren Yifei's heart, the weight of the stone seemed to be half lighter.

This self-confidence is a risky move. If the hacker hadn't said that the Internet police had intentionally released water, but there was not enough time, he would not have chosen to expose himself.

Now it looks like it's all worth it. After all, the power of individuals is too weak, and collective participation is still required.

Yes, Ren Yifei's goal is not only the watchdog, but also the people behind the watchdog.

After leaving this place, Ren Yifei went back to the company, then took a nap, and woke up at seven o'clock. Assistant Xiao Wei looked at him and hesitated: "General Manager, has something happened recently?"

Ren Yifei rubbed the root of his nose and took a deep breath: "There's one thing, I don't know if I'm doing it right. By the way, Xiao Wei."

"Well, you said."

"If someone sends you an invitation code, don't click in, don't click in anyway, understand?" Ren Yifei said seriously with a cold face, his eyes were as black as bottomless potholes.

"Okay, okay. Shall I bring you something to eat?"

"Ok."

Today, he still lives in the company, drinking bitter coffee, looking at the computer, frowning, bitter and bitter.

At 8:40, an unfamiliar number sent a text message. It was a photo of a young man with the words 'Xing Ming'.

Ren Yifei: "..."

As expected of the national team, what kind of efficiency is this?

He called back: "I take the liberty to ask, did you find it in the fingerprint bank? What crime did he ever commit?"

"No," said the other side, "we found the fingerprint recording system for the college entrance examination."

Ren Yifei clapped his hands, and he forgot that the application for the college entrance examination at this time also needs to include fingerprints.

"This person is still a college student?" he asked tentatively, wanting to finalize.

The other side was silent for a while, maybe hesitating whether to tell him, but in the end he said, "Yes."

Ren Yifei's heart sank: Not him?