The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

After some unfriendly exchanges, the outsiders were kicked out of the unknown school.

It is estimated that they have never encountered such an embarrassing thing in their lives. They are not handsome or cool, and they are a little speechless. Players are going to find a hotel to make do with one night, and think about countermeasures by the way.

Ren Yifei looked down to check his location, and found that he was two districts away from the company, and he might be able to catch up with tomorrow's morning shift by car overnight.

"It's very close to where I live. Go to my place for a night?" Saman said with anticipation, and had already figured out how to make the most of the space on the sofa to sleep - it must be him who slept on the sofa.

"No," Ren Yifei put down his phone, "go to the police station."

On the way, he made a mysterious call: "It has been determined that it is among the remaining three people. In addition, I have some clues here."

Ren Yifei's words were endless, but he understood it immediately, and started to record the information he would provide next.

The news that Ren Yifei gave was nothing but Mr. X's clues. Mr. X's clues all revolve around him. Other preferences and the like may be settings, but the figure, loneliness, etc., should be real.

He threw all of these to the person on the other end, and they could ask experts to identify the authenticity of the content. The national team has the most experts.

In addition, he also applied for some permissions, such as helping him check the nearby places where foreigners gather. Because he suspects that the 'ghost' is also here.

The ghost cut off the game in a panic, the time was so short, the player who flashed his brain in a flash should be placed in a place that the other party is very familiar with, or has seen before.

He remembered the basic information of the three people. This is not their hometown, nor the place where they live and work. So, could it be the place where they are hiding at the moment?

"I can too," said Saman next to him. "Although I'm not as powerful as this, I can do a lot."

Showing off his feathers, Saman recounted what he had done these days. Although it has only been a few days, he has already contacted a group of local players who are very related, and he has also found the bookstore group of four.

When determining the scope of the 'ghost', they were only half a day behind the official.

Ren Yifei shook his head: "Don't you think it's very interesting to use official power to suppress a small game that has an absolute advantage?" This is an open and above-mentioned blow.

"Moreover, whether it is us or the world, we are looking forward to the end of things sooner." Many players in the Horn of Desolation are forced to come in, and the same is true of players in this world.

Small games must die, which is the popular sentiment and the general trend.

When the two came to the police station, they were sent to another special place as soon as they reported their names.

There was an ordinary building near the police station, where three comrades had been waiting for a long time. As a non-staff person, Ren Yifei, who went deep into the enemy, was welcomed by everyone, while Saman, who was engaged in illegal network activities, was naturally ignored.

In fact, they arranged a hotel for Ren Yifei, but Ren Yifei would rather stay to provide some clues, and it would be no problem to stay up all night.

Will it affect normal work?

"I am the boss." Capitalists are so confident that they can stop working if they want to.

The team temporarily formed because of Ren Yifei's arrival consisted of three people, one was the old captain, and the other two were new graduates, who had just become national screws, with youthful and sincere expressions on their faces.

Because of the lack of manpower, Ren Yifei and Saman also joined the boring retrieval work, and they were almost ready to spend the night.

"Don't worry." Saman brought him a cup of tea, "You go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when I have news?"

Ren Yifei was looking at the details of the trio, he reached out and took the teacup and took a sip.

"This is the time when the opponent is the weakest. Of course, it is not good to pursue the victory and let it slow down." Ren Yifei didn't want to wait any longer.

Since the illegal operation of the mini-game slandered his poor acting skills and almost killed Saman, his tolerance limit for mini-games has reached its peak.

Lame-eyed, dark-hearted, and brainless, such a bad thing should be finished sooner than later.

"What are the two of you whispering? Do you want some supper?" The young man who called himself Xiaowei came over with a few bowls of instant noodles.

"Yes." Ren Yifei nodded reservedly, and added in his heart: If only I could add an egg.

After the noodles were soaked, Xiaowei slurped the noodles while checking the temporary residence permit registered for the month.

Coincidentally, they only paid attention to the topic of rental housing last week. At that time, all migrant workers were required to apply for a temporary residence permit or register before they could rent a house here.

Influenced by the policy, even if the tenant is unwilling, the landlord will report the identity information for registration. As long as there is registration, the event will be much easier to handle.

The identity may have been modified, but the photo was taken now and face comparison can be performed.

"Oh!" Xiaowei took a deep breath, then patted the table, "I found it!"

It's a fake identity that doesn't match anything but the face. The most special thing is that this identity registration was yesterday, which is very fresh.

The three were either gangs on the run, or had to move because of an accident (such as Xing Ming's death).

Anyway, it's good to find it.

"Quick, apply for an arrest warrant and don't let anyone run away."

Through the registration information, they quickly found the whereabouts of the three people, and at the same time, eleven o'clock arrived, and the information on the Horn of Desolation was updated.

Saman went out to look for a place and glanced, and when he came back, his expression was complicated.

"Mr. X," he said.

Ren Yifei rubbed his sour eyes: "Alright, at least it proves that there is no problem with our direction."

To find Mr. X is to find a ghost, and to find a ghost is to find a mini-game.

In the mini-game, he can't help the mini-game, but outside, he can't help it.

Ten minutes later, the criminal police team, which received a special order, set off for a local urban village with an arrest warrant.

Too bad they were still a step too late. The house was empty, leaving only a half-eaten takeaway box and a very small amount of personal belongings that had been accidentally dropped.

According to the clues provided by the nearby tenants, it was indeed a temporary residence for the three of them, and they came in with their luggage the night before.

"There is surveillance at the door, but I don't know why the surveillance broke two days ago," the landlord said.

They are a little disappointed, do they just go back like this?

"Whose car is this?" A detective found the car at the door of the rental house. The car was equipped with a dash cam and the red light was on.

Some personal belongings, neighbor confessions, and video from the dashcam were quickly sent to the police station...the hut next to it.

Regarding this matter that cannot be made public, the above seems to have given them a lot of authority, allowing them to use a lot of power.

They also have a high degree of trust in Ren Yifei, who is outside the system, so he can directly read the confessions of the landlord and others, and he can also watch the video recorded by the driving recorder.

"Which is this supermarket shopping receipt?" Among the personal items he brought back was a shopping receipt with a box of canned tea on it. The variety was what he saw in the mini-game.

Ren Yifei picked up the transparent evidence packaging bag and handed it to Xiaowei: "Can this be found?"

"There is an address and time on it, probably." Xiaowei took the package of evidence. And Ren Yifei continued to look at the rest of the items.

There are very few things, because they have just moved in, and it is estimated that all the things in the suitcase have not been moved out. Ren Yifei saw that it was useless, and turned to the neighbors' confessions.

"It's been a miserable life, what is this for?" These people were **** with small games for a month, and their quality of life was not as good as before.

He eats takeaways from those fly restaurants in the urban village, and dresses like a migrant worker. When they used to work in bookstores, at least they lived upright, ordinary but happy.

"Ah...Lan, look at this." While looking for something, Saman came over with his mobile phone, Ren Yifei took a look, and his eyes were round.

This is an official promotion message, offering three bounties, one million bounties per person.

That's right, the three people who are still alive.

The national team is a big deal, the national information push, and the TV news linkage, those guys have really become street rats and everyone is shouting and beating.

Don't look at the "mini games" in the game that support each and every one of them. In reality, these people are still homeless, unemployed and homeless.

The main thing is that people are not good enough, and they can't fight other people's kitchen knives with the Dragon Saber.

In fact, it's also strange that Mini Game didn't know people well, so he found an agent who was obviously not up to the standard. A good library system, dissemination of knowledge, but now everyone is shouting.

If it finds a decent one...

For example, Saman, a small organization was formed in a few days, and the action was just now. For example, Chen Shen, who is an expert in mobilizing the power of the masses, will never let it be exposed so quickly. No matter how bad it is, there is still Ke Bei, who is also a first-class person who engages in extreme personal worship, and can attract a lot of willing NPCs.

None of them would make the mini-game into such a miserable state.

Even in Ren Yifei's hands? He can think of how to use the mother group to turn the small game into a nightmare for students, so that they can study 'happily' in their dreams.

If the small game had to devour the soul, wouldn't there still be so many wicked death row prisoners? Throw it all in, learn moral, intellectual, physical, and aesthetic work, and learn from death if you don't learn it.

Ok? All the deadly prisoners with heinous crimes... Ren Yifei's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and drank tea to cover up the unnaturalness of this moment.

He remembered that there was a saying in the Horn of Desolation that as long as a player entered the Horn of Desolation, there must be unknown evil deeds during his lifetime. These evil deeds may not meet legal sentencing standards, or they may have escaped legal accountability, but they exist.

Some even say that the criterion for entering the Wilderness is: kill with impunity.

Ren Yifei has always regarded this statement as a joke.

If you throw a group of wicked people in a place like the Desolate Horn, which has no strict rules, you should raise poisonous insects like a gu.

However, this is not the case. There are indeed many strange people among the professional players in the Horn of Desolation, but there are more normal people among the life players.

Now Ren Yifei still doesn't think that the players in the Horn of Desolation are all villains, he is just curious about its criteria for selecting players.

"What are you thinking?" As soon as Saman's eyes lifted from the video of the dash cam, he saw Ren Yifei thinking a little.

Ren Yifei was about to speak when Xiao Wei walked in. He waved his evidence bag and said, "I found that supermarket, there is surveillance."