wanted to behave well and join the Heavenly Prison Division, and found that his relatives and friends were ruthlessly recruited, Zhao Tengkong was even more eager to solve this Fa Haige incident.

Zhao Tengkong felt that since Jiang Mo had been tricked, it was better to fool Jiang Mo to help, but the Heavenly Supervisor had warned not to let more people know about the things in the transcendent side world, and had also signed a confidentiality agreement, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's wrong with this song. Jiang Mo asked on the other end of the phone.

"I bet with people that whoever finds the creator of this Fahai song first will win, so ......" Zhao Tengkong came up with an idea with a pat on his head.

It doesn't matter if it's okay or not, anyway, since I was a child, I have been asking Jiang Mo to help for all kinds of reasons, and this time it's the same.

"So let me help you, right. ”

Here, Jiang Mo also probably speculated that Zhao Tengkong might not only be warned by the Prison Heaven Division, but more like a mission, he happily pushed the boat along the river, so that he might be able to get some news from the Heaven Supervisor Division.

After getting Jiang Mo's affirmation, Zhao Tengkong suddenly became happy and made an appointment to act together for a while.

The two made an appointment to meet in the game hall.

……

Arcade.

Every holiday weekend, the game hall will usher in a wave of customer traffic.

Jiang Mo arrived at the game hall and saw Zhao Tengkong quickly shaking the handle with a focused face, controlling the game character crackling, he took a closer look, and thought that the peak duel turned out to be just a simple man-machine.

"Come, come, come, let's help the Sprinkle family kill this thing first!" Seeing that Jiang Mo had arrived, Zhao Tengkong immediately dragged him to play.

"Did you call me here to play a game?"

The corners of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched.

"Hurry, dying!"

"Tsk. ”

The character with only a trace of blood left immediately turned over, narrowly avoiding the opponent's attack, knocking down the flexible sweeping leg, throwing and controlling, and hitting the damage with a chain of flying kicks, and making up for the special move the moment he landed, and sending the opponent back to the west with a single move.

This is a side-scrolling fighting game similar to The King of Fighters in this world, and it's quite interesting.

Next is Intermediate, Hard, and Hell.

There's no difference at all, it's all done in 30 seconds.

"Alright. Jiang Mo returned the role of Silk Blood to Zhao Tengkong.

The latter suddenly turned off the game and sighed: "Don't play anymore, I've lost interest in this game when I see you playing." ”

"You said that when you were seven years old. ”

"You don't understand. ”

When he was seven years old, he said this, and he was secretly unconvinced and practiced for a long time, and now he already knows that it is useless to practice, as long as this salted fish is willing, he can be beaten at any time.

Zhao Tengkong shook his head and patted his chest: "It's too noisy here, let's talk while walking, how can I find the author of Fahai Song." ”

"First of all, determine the scope of the existence of Fahaige......"

The two walked out of the game hall together, and as soon as the words fell, Jiang Mo stopped.

The girl at the door smiled sideways: "What a coincidence, Brother Jiang Mo, Zhao Tengkong." ”

"It's you. Jiang Moxin said that it was quite a coincidence.

The girl in front of her was wearing a simple white dress, her smooth black hair was draped over her shoulders, her hands were folded in front of her, her eyes were smiling, and she looked soft and weak like a girl next door.

Yun Ruo pity.

First-year freshman of Laifu Public High School, vice president of the student union, chairman of the cultural festival, and sister Jiang Wu in the same year.

Although they have never officially said hello, the two can actually be regarded as acquaintances.

Not only has he been supporting the Strange Research Department during the Cultural Festival, but the two have known each other before this, but they met because of Jiang Wu, they were in the same school and the same class before.

"I'm sorry I heard what you said just now, are you too?" Yun Ruolian looked at him with some confusion.

"Ah, that. Zhao Tengkong immediately stopped in front of the two of them, and hurriedly said, "Jiang Mo didn't bet with us, but I pulled him over to support him." ”

Yun Ruolian was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted, and said with a smile: "In this way, we participated in a competition game, which can also be called a bet, this link is to find the author of Fahai Song." ”

"I see. Pretending to believe it, Jiang Mo nodded.

"Brother Jiang Mo's speculation just now is not finished. Yun Ruolian asked curiously.

Glancing at Zhao Tengkong and getting an affirmative nod, Jiang Mo continued: "First determine the scope of Fahai Song, first of all, from the lyrics, it can be determined that it is in Huaxia, and if you further narrow the scope, you can temporarily narrow it down to Baiye Province." ”

"How did it shrink to the White Night Province. Zhao Tengkong asked.

"I searched for this song on the Internet, and I can confirm that it is not the first release on the Internet, and the audio address IP that can be found is also within the White Night Province, the date is no more than five days, and it belongs to the kind of personal space, so it is probably just a recent upload to the Internet by individual netizens. ”

"White Night Province is still too big, this is a first-tier province. Zhao Tengkong said.

"It's okay to make sure of this first, and then you still have to use the dead method, ask A where he heard this song, find B, find C from B, and finally find X. ”

"So where do we start? Zhao Tengkong has become an emotionless questioning machine.

"Here. Yun Ruolian pointed to her feet.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhao Tengkong looked left and right a little confused, and scratched his head: "You are all on this floor?"

"Hmm. "Hmm. ”

Jiang Mo and Yun Ruolian replied in unison, then glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile.

It's still difficult for Zhao Tengkong to use his brain to think about problems, and hot-blooded teenagers have never been reckless.

"I suggest each of the three of us find a clue to ask. Yun Ruolian's proposal was approved.

Then.

Another boy came out of the game hall, the boy was tall, his long hairstyle showed that he had been carefully groomed, he wore a silver chain around his neck, he was wearing a T-shirt printed with the singer's logo, and a pair of expensive purple sneakers at his feet.

Jiang Mo felt very comfortable at a glance.

Obviously, no matter how you look at this dress, it gives people a nondescript feeling, but probably because the aesthetic has been reduced, it looks like it's actually ...... I think it's pretty good.

"Yun Ruopiy?!" As soon as the boy saw Yun Ruopi, he immediately came over in surprise: "Are you here to find me?" I'm sorry it's too noisy inside I didn't notice the phone, please find it here! Sorry I shouldn't indulge myself to play, obviously this city-wide high school Chinese art performance is very important to you, I already have a clue about the show, it will be good soon!"

Without waiting for Yun Ruolian to respond, the boy looked at Zhao Tengkong and Jiang Mo, and glanced at Jiang Mo, who had a very low sense of existence, and his eyes locked on Zhao Tengkong: "These two are?"

"Zhao vacated. Zhao Tengkong straightened his chest, with an expression that you didn't even recognize me, and the taller body made the boy couldn't help but weaken a little bit.

"Jiang Mo. Next to him, Jiang Mo casually introduced himself, and the other side obviously didn't listen carefully.

"I have something to talk about with Ruolian, sorry......" The boy put on a posture of seeing off the guests.

Zhao Tengkong gave Jiang Mo a look, and made eye contact between the hair: What is the situation with this guy?

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows: You don't know?

Zhao Tengkong shook his head: I don't know.

Jiang Mo snorted: It's a little disgusting.

Zhao Tengkong grinned: Agreed.

"I'm not here for you. Yun Ruolian's voice was soft, but she couldn't tell if she was angry, "Brother Jiang Mo and Zhao Tengkong are playing a game with us, and we will talk about the show in the school." ”