The world can be read and reset, like a stand-alone game that can be saved.

Wang Xu racked his brains, if this is the game world, what game is set in Liberty City, with gangsters as the main line, and can read and redo it.

Harvest Day, Grand Theft Auto, The Godfather series, Saints Row, or Liberty City of true crime.

Wang Xu is not a game expert, and according to these current clues, he can't tell what the name of the game is if this is the game world.

However, it is not without gains, each game has its own main line and branch plot, and the protagonist and supporting characters are also indispensable.

The value of their existence is to do things, as long as they find the big events that happened on June 10, I believe they will be able to find clues.

"Let me think about who the most well-informed people are, the police, tabloid reporters, intelligence dealers who buy and sell information, yes, these are the people. Where to start first, tabloid reporters who see money should be easy to be bought, right? ”

Wang Xu opened the shuttle door, first sent Arnold back to Hyundai, and then left the hotel building and went straight to the newspaper office.

Liberty City is a chaotic place, but that doesn't hide its bustle, with countless small newspaper offices chasing after the wind.

Looking at the map of Liberty City downloaded from the Internet, Liberty City is composed of three main islands, connected to each other by a sea-crossing bridge, divided into three parts: Upper North District, Left East District, and Right South District.

Wang Xu looked at his location, he was in the central area of Younan District, two kilometers south from here, there was a newspaper called Liberty City Community Newspaper.

Taking back his mobile phone, Wang Xu did not call a taxi, but walked to the newspaper office.

Liberty City Community Newspaper is a small newspaper that does not have its own building, but rents an office floor.

"Hello, this is the Liberty City Community Newspaper, is there anything you can help with?"

Take the elevator straight up to the eighth floor, and there is a reception counter directly opposite the elevator door.

A little girl with blond hair and blue eyes sat lazily on a chair and raised her head to ask Wang Xu.

"I'm a friend of your manager, may I ask where his office is, I have something to do with him." Wang Xu lay on the counter and spoke calmly.

When the little girl heard that it was the manager's friend, she didn't think too much about it, pointed to the corridor and said, "Keep going forward, the innermost room is." ”

"Thanks!" Wang Xu waved goodbye, small newspapers also have the benefits of small newspapers, at least not like big newspapers, if you want to see the manager, you have to make an appointment in advance.

On the way to the manager's office, Wang Xu looked at the layout here.

In the middle is a corridor, lined with clear glass partitions, where there are not many people, only six or seven human-like children.

It seems that the scale of this newspaper called the Liberty City Community Newspaper is really small enough, and I am afraid that even the three interview groups will not be enough.

"Click..."

Wang Xu opened the door of the manager's room, walked in without waiting for an invitation, and closed the door casually.

The manager of the newspaper was a middle-aged man, wearing a gray suit, bald, and a little fat.

Seeing someone break in, the manager raised his head dissatisfied, looked Wang Xu up and down, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"A man who asks for help." Wang Xu pulled out a chair and sat down, took out a stack of dollars from his pocket, and said: "On June 10th, is there anything big happening, tell me, this stack of banknotes is yours." ”

"What do you mean, you were sent by another newspaper?" With doubts in the manager's eyes, the big newspaper buys news from the small newspaper, which is often the case in the industry.

In particular, some scoops can be sold at sky-high prices, but the scale of the Liberty City community newspaper is very small, and this is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing.

"You can understand it this way, here is 50,000 dollars, I want to know all the big things that happened in Liberty City today." Wang Xu pushed the banknote forward and signaled that the manager could speak.

The newspaper manager glanced at the dollar on the desk, hesitated for a moment, opened the desk drawer, and pulled out a stack of papers.

Wang Xu took the documents and opened them one by one, there were miscellaneous everything, including scandal news of politicians, cat search notices issued by old ladies, and trivial matters of life in which house was on fire and which house was stolen.

Wang Xu looked through it quickly, the big events could not be these small things, the old lady's cat-hunting notice and the scandal of the politician were first excluded by him.

Ten minutes later, he had read the documents from beginning to end, and there were three valuable messages in total.

It was the Black Truth Society that struck out strongly, fought with the Irish Brotherhood, and seized control of three streets.

More than 20 cars were burned at a gathering of arsonists in Nancheng District, and more than 100 police officers were dispatched to exchange fire with them in the suburbs of Nancheng, killing more than 10 criminals on the spot.

The last one is a gathering of high-ranking members of the triad, the details of which were not disclosed, but photos taken at the scene show hundreds of young brothers in black suits gathered outside the hotel, surrounded by hundreds of black Mercedes cars, which are comparable to the visits of foreign heads of state.

"At seven o'clock in the morning, the North District gangs were in full swing. At ten o'clock in the morning, the arsonists in the southern city held a big carnival. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the triad high-level meeting. ”

Looking at the three major events that happened today, Wang Xu didn't find which one was the major event in which the protagonist participated.

But it doesn't matter, he can come back tomorrow morning, when the time is reset to June 10 again, and these events will happen again.

As long as he came early, he could have participated in these events before they happened, so as to analyze who is the protagonist and why the world is constantly being reset.

"Thank you for the information, I'll show you something."

Wang Xu put on sunglasses, took out an amnestic from his pocket, and pressed the button on the manager of the newspaper.

Swish!!!

The red light flashed, and the newspaper manager's memory within ten minutes had been erased by him.

After doing all this, Wang Xu put the money on the table back into his pocket and said softly: "No one has come, you just slept on the table for a while, and slept for about ten minutes." ”

After saying this, Wang Xu pushed the door and left, walking all the way, clearing the memories of the newspaper employees all the way.

Why should he clear the memories of these people and take away the money given to the manager, because Wang Xu still has an idea to confirm, and that idea needs money, and he is too lazy to go back and get the money.

... Half an hour later...

"Welcome to the Jungle Bird Weapons Shop, where we have the best service, the most comprehensive range of weapons, and the lowest prices."

Wang Xu took the money and went to a weapons store, where the guns were like cabbage, which were placed on the shelves and sold at will.

Wang Xu's idea to confirm is very simple, this world can be constantly reset, so will the items taken away by him still appear after the reset.

This question is very interesting, if what is taken away will still appear in this world, it is equivalent to an inexhaustible energy world.

If the items that were taken away would not reappear after the reset, Wang Xu could also make an assumption that foreign rules could suppress local rules, and the world was even more chicken than he thought.

"I have $50,000 here, all for weapons, you can help me pick out some good goods." Wang Xu pressed the money on the counter and signaled that the shopkeeper could make his own decisions.

The owner, a young man in a baseball cap, nodded happily and turned to fetch his weapon from the shelf.

A few minutes later, the shopping trolleys were stacked with various types of pistols, submachine guns, and bullets of different specifications.

Wang Xu's gaze swept over the shelves, which pistol was taken down on which shelf, and where it was located, all of which were recorded in his heart.

And before leaving, Wang Xu also secretly took a Chinese knot hanging on the counter from the cash register.

I believe that even if the firearm can be replenished, this somewhat faded Chinese knot will never be exactly the same.