When I saw the system prompt before, when the patch carrier 4 exited the system, Wen Jie didn't make this extreme guess.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe that a networked mission is just a rehearsal for murder.

In the real world, it was the evening of July 6, which means that Huahai International, Li Shiman was murdered tomorrow afternoon.

For the sake of something that hasn't happened yet, you have to make it to the death.

Is the system so perverted?

No, it's not the system pervert, it's the patch carrier perversion that participates, and in order to monopolize the system rewards, it is necessary to attack the accomplices.

Let Wen Jie do this kind of thing, but Wen Jie can't do it.

Thinking of this, Wen Jie was stunned: Are you sure it was made by a patch carrier?

He took two steps back and stood at the door of his office.

The girl from the administration department was on the phone, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the door of the office that had been locked just now, and fell into thought.

The person who killed the assistant obviously had to have a key card, otherwise he would not have been able to enter his office.

Well...... his office.

This is his office! The murderer is trying to frame him!

What's the point of saying all of that now? Since it's his office, he should have a key card.

Where did his keycard go?

He set his sights on the girl in the administration department again, and now there are still two patch carriers with hidden identities, and the girl in front of him has been holding a reissued work card.

Thinking like this, Wen Jie took a step away from the girl.

Now no one can believe it!

What about Li Shiman? What is Charman Lee doing?

His mission is not to live or die for other patch carriers, and instead of finding out those patch carriers that hide their identities, I am trying to prevent Leesmann from being murdered.

At this time, several building security guards hurriedly ran over, led by the security guards with dark faces and sword eyebrows, looking strong and well-skilled.

"Mr. Wen, I'm the security captain, my surname is Wang, and I received a call...... Has anyone been murdered here? ”

The security captain surnamed Wang asked with a puzzled face, and while asking, he looked into the office.

He has been working as a security guard in this building for five or six years, from the previous small security guard, promoted to the captain of the security guard, there are many fights and troubles, and there are many people who steal property, but he really has never encountered murder.

So when he asked, his voice trembled a little. This is not running up from the security lounge on the first floor, running fiercely, and the breath is uneven for a while, which is especially scary.

A homicide case, and you are not engaged in criminal investigation, can you not be afraid!

He shuddered, turned his head and exchanged glances with the few security guards behind him.

Apparently this is seeing a corpse in front of the office.

"That's right," Wen Jie nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you to watch here, and tell the police about the situation in a while."

After Wen Jie finished speaking, he threw down the confused Captain Wang and walked towards the elevator room.

Now at the fork in the corridor, he glanced towards Wen Tianyi's room.

If such a thing happens, should I report it to the general manager?

He shook his head and went straight into the elevator, which went all the way down to the 16th floor.

After getting out of the elevator, he walked straight to Lischermann's office, and when he was still a few steps away from the office, he threw himself through the glass door and saw that the office was empty.

What about Li Shiman?

Wen Jie came to the open office area, rushed to the nearest workstation, and grabbed the phone on the desktop.

There was a fat man sitting at the workstation, meditating on a design drawing.

Someone rushed over, and his hand shook and the design was shut.

"It's over, I haven't saved it yet!" He turned his head blankly and looked at Wen Jie.

"Mr. Xiaowen, I haven't saved it yet!"

"Hmm" Wen Jie nodded expressionlessly, and he heard it: "Help me dial the front desk line"

The fat man turned his head to look at the telephone receiver that Wen Jie was holding, and said in a wooden voice: "That one is the inside line." ”

"Hmm"

Wen Jie hung up this snapped and grabbed the phone next to him: "Come on, dial!" ”

The fat finger pressed four digits on the keyboard, it was connected, the bell rang three times, and a soft female voice came from the earpiece: "Hello, administrative front desk, how can I help you"

"I'm ......" Wen Jie thought about it, and said helplessly, "I'm Wen Jie ...... the marketing department"

The cumbersome business etiquette in the workplace, Wen Jie is still a little uncomfortable.

"Xiaowen is always good, how can I help you?" The voice at the front desk was a little sweeter, and Wen Jie's mind came up with the enthusiastic face of Xiao Meimei in the morning.

"The building monitoring is the responsibility of the administrative department, you let the administrative department send someone, I want to get the surveillance video, 20 floors...... Well, 16 floors, and ...... There is also a ground floor one. ”

"Mr. Xiaowen ...... Belch...... Okay, okay, I'll do it! The other party's voice on the phone was flustered.

This kind of thing about the death of someone spreads faster than air, and I believe that people in every corner of the building now know that the assistant general manager has been killed.

"Oh, by the way, did you see Li Shiman go out?" Wen Jie asked casually.

"No, I didn't see it"

Wen Jie hung up the phone and thoughtfully returned to the door of Li Shiman's office.

Then the virtual interface of the system appears in front of you, and a message pops up in the upper right corner:

[Patch Carrier 1 Item Consumption: 1]

Prop?

What props?

What items are in the system?

Wen Jie stared at the props and looked at the two words, lowered his head and looked at his wrist again.

At 10:43, more than twenty minutes passed before I knew it, and nothing was found except for the clear knowledge that a patch carrier had died.

Now, in addition to him, there are three patch carriers left, two of whom have hidden identities.

So how can another person who has no hidden identity get close to Li Shiman?

The possibility that he is so good as the young master of Huahai International Literature is almost zero.

He shook his head and smiled: Well, it can't be.

"Mr. Xiaowen, what happy things happened?"

When he turned around, he saw a woman with short hair, a short black skirt, a blue silk shirt, and a document in her hand.

Wen Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes focused on the badge on the girl's chest, and carefully identified: Xue Xiaowan, assistant of the public relations department.

"You walk so quietly," Wen Jie said without looking for a margin, and smiled at the girl after speaking.

Xue Xiaowan glanced at Li Shiman's office, pouted in frustration, and shook a few pages in her hand: "Mr. Li is not in the office?" There's an interview."

That's right, an interview!

The interview was an opportunity to get to know Lee.

"I'll take a look," Wen Jie said, stretching out a hand towards Xue Xiaowan and spreading it out.

"Oh? Xiaowen always wants to help us with interviews? ”

Xue Xiaowan hesitated and handed over her resume.

"No, just take a look"

Wen Jie quickly glanced at his resume, name: Lin Tao......

Lin tao?

Wen Jie quickly searched his mind for information about Lin Tao.

His head hurt a little again, and his chaotic memories were intertwined and overlapped...... Ay!

Is it Lin Yufei's father?

I thought he died in a gas explosion with Lin Yufei's mother.

It turned out that he ignited the gas and killed Lin Yufei's mother, Zhang Qian.