【Single dungeon entry!】 】

【Difficulty Confirmation: 3rd Dungeon Difficulty】

[Background: There have been a series of horrific beast cannibalism incidents in this city, as a well-known reporter, you think there must be some secrets hidden in it, but your editor-in-chief does not agree with you, you need to prove yourself again......]

[Main Quest: Find the Truth in Two Weeks]

[Obtain a temporary language, and when you leave the dungeon, it will automatically disappear]

[The attributes of clothing, backpacks, weapons, and items remain unchanged, and their appearance changes temporarily, and they will be automatically restored when you leave the dungeon]

(Hint: This is your third official dungeon, the main quest can fail, but you need to pay a ransom of 300 points, and the maximum attribute is reduced by 1 level, when the points are insufficient, the equipment will be deducted, and when the deducted equipment cannot make up for the penalty points, the player will be judged to have failed the game!) ）

……

When the bright light disappeared, Qin Ran found himself standing in a narrow, dimly lit room.

It should be ......'my' bedroom.

Qin Ran looked at the single bed in the room and the messy items around him, compared the simple memories in his mind, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Then, Qin Ran's gaze looked at the backpack on the single bed.

The appearance of the backpack has not changed much.

However, on the outside of the backpack, there is a camera hanging.

Qin Ran opened the zipper and checked.

The original materials in the backpack are the same as the bullets and grenades that were replenished before entering the dungeon.

After checking it, Qin Ran picked up the camera hanging on his backpack.

Nothing noteworthy.

It's just an ordinary camera.

If I had to say anything different, it was the long shot.

Even ordinary people can feel the cost.

"Journalists?"

Qin Ran, who was holding the camera, whispered to himself, and then, with a wry smile.

This is an even more unreliable profession than a 'detective'.

Bell, bell, bell!

The cell phone next to the pillow rang.

It's a slightly old phone, and it only has the ability to send and receive text messages and receive calls.

The simple memory in his mind told Qin Ran that this was 'his' mobile phone.

Compared to the camera, the shabby phone screen shows an unknown number.

Qin Ran picked up the phone and simply pressed the connect button.

After experiencing a novice copy and two official copies, Qin Ran already had a general understanding of the rules of the copy.

Each time you enter a dungeon, a trigger point will appear that will help with the main quest.

Colin in the Starter Dungeon.

Hunter, the Great Merchant in the first dungeon, and Captain Raul in the later multiplayer dungeons.

All three Aborigines can be said to be the trigger point.

It's just that, because of the different levels of difficulty, the way of appearing and solving them is slightly different.

And the phone in front of you, or rather, the person making the call, is obviously the trigger point for this copy!

"Hey, big reporter, there's news about what you're going to investigate!"

"Come to me, we need to talk again!"

"You can't buy such big news at the price you give!"

There was a slick sound coming from the earpiece.

The other party seemed very confident, and hung up the phone directly without waiting for Qin Ran to reply.

Qin Ran looked at the phone that hung up, without any anger at being hung up.

Everything was just as he expected, and the other party was the trigger point for his copy this time.

Riley, a well-informed guy who makes a living by selling all kinds of news.

is an important source of information for 'him'.

To put it simply: an informant.

Moreover, according to the simple memories he received, the other party has such self-confidence, and he must have made a great discovery.

As for the price?

According to his memory, Qin Ran quickly found 'his' wallet from the messy items.

……

On the corner of the alley behind Feken Street, there is a very inconspicuous laundry room.

The owner of the laundry room was a fat black man with a local slang and a menacing face.

Remote location, vicious boss.

You can imagine how bad business is here.

However, the shop has been open.

One can't help but wonder if there's something greasy in it.

In fact, there have been enthusiastic citizens who have reported it more than once.

The police also came more than once.

But in the end, nothing was found.

Not as imagined. Poison. items, firearms, or any other items or acts that involve illegal acts.

And this made the searching police a laughing stock.

After several successive times, no police officer would want to come to this place that would stain his resume, especially after receiving two 'exact' secret reports and finding nothing, and then being sued by the vicious-looking boss and the dismissal of both sheriffs, this place has become a completely non-trivial area.

All of this is naturally the work of the real owner of the laundry: Riley.

This middle-aged man, who was thin, flat, and had a narrow face, was sitting opposite Qin Ran at this time, squinting and smoking a cigarette leisurely.

The other party's sitting posture is peculiar.

It's not sitting upright or leaning back in a chair like a normal person.

Instead, one leg is coiled, the other leg is cocked, and with the appearance of the other party, it is completely a monkey.

"Where's the news?"

"I'm not here to see you smoking!"

Qin Ran looked at Riley and asked very dryly.

As an old customer of the other party, Qin Ran didn't need any special means, and went directly from the front of the laundry room to the back.

Similarly, Riley is becoming more and more casual in the face of an old customer like Qin Ran.

There is no customer-first attitude at all.

"10,000 yuan!"

"You know, I'm just selling information to make a living, and I definitely don't get into anything else, and I have a lot of people to feed, so I'm really short of money!"

Riley looked pitiful, but how did he look at it, how fake it was.

Even a child can see hypocrisy in that face.

"10,000 yuan? OK! ”

"But I need to know some specific information to be able to confirm whether to spend the 10,000 yuan!"

Qin Ran naturally didn't have so much of this copy of currency in the wallet he got.

But there were not only banknotes in that wallet, but also bank cards.

Although there is only one bank card, the deposit on it is more than enough to pay for the message in front of you.

So, he wouldn't turn down Riley's offer at all.

As long as it's worth the money!

"Witnesses!"

"My guy is near the previous crime site, a guy who picked it up!"

"After a brief inquiry, I can be sure that guy knows a lot about the beast!"

"I can guarantee this with my credibility!"

Riley swore an oath.

Qin Ran was willing to believe the other party's words.

As a news monger, credibility comes first.

If there is no credibility, the other party's business will not be done.

Therefore, Qin Ran directly threw out the bank card.

After swiping the card to post the account, Riley picked up a pen and paper on the side and wrote down a name and address, folded the paper in half, and handed it to Qin Ran.

"Thank you for your patronage!"

"It's his name and my place to stay - the kind that's safe and secluded enough!"

"That guy is also an unlucky ghost, and he actually got into trouble with someone he shouldn't have messed with!"

"However, it made me a small fortune!"

Riley said with a grin.

Qin Ran didn't answer, and after glancing at the address on the paper, he waved his hand and walked out.

Walking through a narrow corridor that only allowed one person to pass through, Qin Ran, who came to the laundry room, ignored the black man who was nominally the owner of the laundry room, but was actually Riley's bodyguard, and left the laundry room directly.

But just as Qin Ran turned towards Feken Street, a car rushed past him at a speed and drove into the alley.

Chirping!

With the screeching sound of brakes, the car stopped steadily at the door of the laundry, and two swarthy barrels poked out of the front and rear windows that were quickly rolled down.

PS May Day is on the shelves, and the decadence asks for a monthly ticket in advance~