The live screen on the wall, still forgiving, Franklin, cell phone number - as if with a thick irony to say "I, your uncle, play money!" ”

I can't see what's going on over there, but I guess this part of the game will either stop directly, or you will have to play according to the requirements of this dead bald head.

It's completely online and so on.

A politician who should have been pampered and not shocked, was angry like this, Lao Lei turned his head with anger, and waved his hand to the two special services: "It's none of your business." ”

Mike gasped as a waiter blocked his view from seeing the green light again.

If you can't catch it and die in one breath, it will be a national shame.

"Dr. Dures, hurry!" Lao Lei watched a white-robed brother trotting past behind the secret service, and hurriedly shouted.

The man didn't look back, he disappeared without answering, Lao Lei suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, picked up the interlocutor and went directly to the president: "Hey, I'm Lei... What the? Choked? Does that matter? Just water? I see, please take care! ”

The president choked on water, and it was no wonder that Nadures left the CIA director behind when he didn't get in.

Needless to say, I must have watched the live broadcast of this monkey version of Magneto, and strong measures must be taken, and now the live broadcast is about to become a farce.

"Whether he's playing with us or not, you guys hold me back!" Old Ray took the interlocutor and blasted Victor's eardrums cracked.

And also!

"Send someone to clean up the spots except Doane Street at once! Quick, all of our people in Los Angeles were sent out, no vacation, no sick leave, whether it was a needle prick or a broken leg, a food allergy, a cold and a fever, all of them were sent to that St. Bania Hospital as an internal response, in short, as long as they were not in the coffin, all of them were sent out!! Dead to that hospital morgue! ”

“ＹＥＳＳＩＲ！” Victor's answer was simple and resounding.

Plans need to be adjusted.

However, it must be delayed here, in order to buy time.

…...

"Charge him! Charge! Five and ten dollars for him to a thousand! Don't be too fast, calculate the intervals! Victor hurriedly gave instructions, and every second was good at this time.

"Is it every unit?" An analyst asked.

"Yes!"

It's to get the emotion of selling your kidneys to raise money, whether you're playing or not, we're serious.

In the center control room, Franklin on a large screen in the middle looked proudly at the audience, and the green light was over everyone's heads.

Victor looked at the dollar bill full of mirrors and scolded in a low voice, and the reality simulation team estimated that it was going to be big again. That group consumed a lot of resources in the cloud, but it didn't work very well.

For example, this simple bill facing the camera now, it is by no means a cover of money on the camera, whether it is held in the hand or with a clip, or some other way, it must be analyzed.

It's about the mutant's personality and abilities, mainly abilities.

If you hold it in your hand, it's not a special ability, but if you let it float in the air, then... You'll have to keep up with a platoon of physicists.

Exhaling lightly, Victor only felt sour, the sequelae of being too excited just now.

The poor bad comments were already far away, and there were faint voices on the other side, as if something had happened again, and someone had already dealt with the sound effects without Victor's order.

However, it seems that there is Chinese content that must be translated instantly.

The feeling of not knowing this situation is really terrible, Victor's brows are about to twist into a ball, he doesn't dare to understand the thoughts of the leaders now, I don't know how many people were blown up in that scene just now, if even the president...

The kingdom is coming to an end!

…...

Bite!

A text message!

Bite!

Again.

"Brother..."Xiao Xue nodded helplessly, "Someone has charged money, five yuan... Again, ten pieces... Thirty..."I just watched the words that Sean said to the people in the live broadcast, it didn't seem to be anything special, but why did those people pay so obediently?!

Xiao Xue frowned, thinking about what her brother said just now, as if he was saying that he didn't want to broadcast live because of the lack of mobile phone traffic, could it be that just one sentence made so many viewers show love?

This....

Xiao Xue didn't think about it for two more seconds, her hand slipped, and the phone flew off her hand, drawing an arc and falling into the prize pool.

On a screen in the central control room, Xiao Xue's face, which originally appeared, suddenly disappeared and turned into a ceiling, and then a glass tank, which was full of green.

Xiao Xue was a little surprised, and she didn't know why Sean took her phone away.

Sean blinked: "I didn't give the money, I didn't show it." ”

What to see?

Xiao Xue just closed her mouth when she was about to ask, probably because her brother had discovered something again, she looked at the mobile phone that flew to the prize pool, could it be that someone has hacked my mobile phone to observe us?

Thinking of this, Xiao Xue only felt shocked in her heart and looked up at Xiao En.

Sean smiled lightly and shook his head, "Look how rich we are now, huh?" ”

In the boxing gym, Franklin's mobile phone was quietly poured into the pile of banknotes, and Xiao Xue's mobile phone leaned against the edge of the prize pool, like a money fan picking up the glass, obsessively looking at the pile of banknotes inside.

Probably, it's been targeted!

Xiao Xue sighed softly, reached out and touched the puppy on her shoulder: "Are you hungry?" Would you like to get you something to eat first? ”

…...

The people in the Hardmond lab just looked at the wall and their eyes were full of dollars.

"What does this money mean?" Someone asked, a technician.

"It's probably the ring bonus he did. 40,000 pieces. An analyst on the side replied softly, and suddenly said in confusion, "Is there 40,000?" Most of what I see is twenty dollars. ”

"It's probably just talking, sometimes exaggerated. Or maybe a hundred dollars are laid down underneath. The technician in front of him explained softly and self-righteously.

"What's going on over there? Be louder! Victor looked up.

"Head, we're talking about the fact that the money here doesn't seem to be as much as 40,000 yuan." The analyst raised his hand to report.

Victor raised his head, his eyes fixed on the lens of the B phone, the screen full of banknotes, but... Some people think it's less than 40,000 yuan.

What does it mean on Twitter that it's 40,000 US dollars?

"Check!"

There is only one static image, but when the mobile phone shook the lens just now, it seemed that the panorama of the glass cylinder was taken, and it was immediately called up and dismantled into ten relatively clear still pictures, and thrown on the cloud platform.

The answer came in ten seconds: unless there are three hundred-dollar bills in the corner of this glass jar, most of them are twenty dollars, and there is absolutely no forty thousand!

Victor's head was all bigger, and he glared at the conclusion: "Is he lying or is he saying..."

"Head, could it be that he just wants us to tip us to get this money?" An analyst pitched an idea out loud.

"Go on!"

"His plan is to set up the ring, but the tweet he sent mentioned that the initial prize money was 40,000, but the real him didn't have that much, so he wanted to start a live broadcast and get some money in."

"Impossible, how could he not get the money, he could grab it casually!" The other was immediately opposed.

Victor nodded slightly. How can a person with such strength be short of money, just grab it casually, there are so many rich people in Los Angeles, and yesterday he also overturned Midley Street... Wait!

"Check if Midley Street has reported any cash losses!"

"There was no report from Midley Street, our people found arms, illegal drugs and a large amount of cash in the Kingway nightclub building, and Amrath and a few cronies of the Kingway Gang fled to Orange County. In addition, the owner of Manolio Pizza reported that he had been stolen $3,000. ”

Victor held his chin, he didn't know whether he should be entangled in this issue, but he seemed to have a feeling in his heart that he was going to grasp something.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, so he immediately arranged: "Throw it on the platform analysis!" I want to know if he really put 40,000 out there, and if so, why didn't we see it, and if not, what did he mean! ”

Details matter, and I don't know how many great plans die in the details.

"I think it's all old bills," one analyst muttered quietly, "could it be from the pizza shop?" ”

"So it's revenge on the boss?"

"Robbing him of his money and putting him in the hospital?"

"It's brutal!"

"Murderous indeed!"

"It's not quite right from the stacking method," one analyst said, pointing to the image, "and normally to attract attention and make people feel like a lot of money, you should put the big denomination in a prominent position on it." What we see now is the center of the glass jar, so it seems that there is none! ”

"And what if someone comes and says he's lying?"

"What should I do about this, he will pinch people's necks and throw them into the Luo River!"

"The platform has an answer!" One analyst read, "Fran. De Boer had read Twitter and was in the ring without any doubt, so $40,000 existed, judging that some of it was a check! It is necessary to find out who gave the check for at least $35,000 immediately. ”

Victor let out a long breath, his hunch was right, someone gave Sean a sum or a few dollars, who was this person, or rather, who were they?

Whether it is in the recent social relationship of Sean or Xiao Xue.

Also, why give money?

What kind of benefits were exchanged!

Who do they represent?

"Head, somebody is saying, 'Are you hungry?' Would I like to find you something to eat?' should be the voice of Target B. An analyst took off his headphones and exclaimed.

Victor's face twitched twice, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, slowly opened them, and jumped out word by word: "Send comments, send messages, say order food for him, send him food!" ”

"Who's going to deliver it?" Someone asked softly.

"Alas!"

"Of course it's special forces, and we don't have Spider-Man's contact information." Someone muttered quietly.

…...

In the gym, it was very quiet, Sean stood with his hands in front of the window, he couldn't see his face, the wind outside was very strong, and he felt that the windows were shaking slightly.

Fran on the side finally regained his strength and gasped twice: "Fake! You should wear gloves! ”

"Brother, he's okay!" Xiao Xue glanced at Fran and asked.

"Just let him rest for half an hour!" Sean looked at his fist, "I'll have to work hard next time, I thought this guy was so durable!" ”

It seems that he should wear a fist glove. It is not for nothing that competitors are required to wear gloves in official competitions, and the damage to the opponent's body will be greater if they do not wear gloves.

By the way, Fran reluctantly looked up, turned his head to look, what did he seem to have heard just now?

Am I in the picture?

Just now, his whole stomach seemed to be twisted and numb, but now he suddenly relaxed, and when he saw that he was still kneeling, a feeling of shame instantly came to his head.

However, he didn't see a cell phone pointed at him, in front of him was the dead bald foot, and when he turned his head to look over, the beautiful sister of the dead bald guy was walking over and walking towards the dead bald head.

Dead bald head dead bald head, Fran scolded in his heart.

Although he thought this guy knew kung fu before, he found that being punched like this had nothing to do with kung fu at all, it was a simple hook to his stomach.

It's just that the power is a little too much.

Hell, I'm supposed to be tensing my abs, Fran lifted his head and half-knelt up, the position was less shameful.

Sean turned his head to look, "Do you have any other gloves here?" ”

"There's an old couple in the room."

"Bring it to me." Shaun commanded, then smiled at Fran, "Do you want to challenge again?" I wear gloves. ”

"Of course!!" Fran stiffened his breath and stood up and pressed his stomach, "Fake! ”

"By the way, how much money are you going to put this time?" Sean asked, squinting.

"Still?"

"Of course, this is another time! Now there are 48,000 dollars in the prize pool, and in order to take all the prize money, you have to put 9,06. Sean replied as a matter of course.

Fran opened his mouth and hesitated: "Good! ”

"Sign the check, what else to see. Oh, forget it, you can't run anyway, come on! Xiao En smiled and took the old boxing gloves that Xiao Xue brought and put them on flexibly.

Snapped twice and walked on stage: "Hurry up!" ”

"Your gloves aren't tightened!" Fran walked up to the stage, looked at his fist and said.

"It doesn't matter!" Shaun made a gesture to attack.

Fran carefully sets up his fists, he's a right-handed boxer, his left fist blocking his face in front and his right fist on his chin, ready to deliver a heavy blow.

Shaun wasn't going to let him deliver another first blow, another step forward.

Seeing Shaun approaching, Fran was just about to turn around and exert his strength, when he felt that it was dark in front of him again, and the whole person was beaten out of the ring, and he flew out of the ring directly.

Yes!

Xiao Xue let out an exclamation from the audience.

Fortunately, there was a thick mat on the edge of the ring, and Fran's body rolled twice on it, turning into a comma.

It's belly again!

There was a flurry of retching, and this time he felt like he was almost going to vomit his entire digestive tract.

Sean walked over slowly: "Remember to fill in the check later." ”

Fran lay on the ground for a moment, wiped the tears and snot from his face, and looked up with a wry smile.

This time he finally understood that this was definitely not accidental, the strength was too far behind, there was no difference between boxing gloves and not boxing gloves, even if he was a boxing champion, he couldn't beat himself away, this should be some kind of Chinese kung fu, but it was definitely not a showmanship.

Seeing Sean standing in front of him with an indifferent expression, Fran surrendered: "My God, your fist is so heavy, I almost thought I was dead!" ”

"Do you think I'm running this contest to give away money?" Sean smiled coldly and looked at him lying on his stomach like a dead dog, "Do you want to continue the challenge?" I'm here as many times as I want. ”

Fran hurriedly waved his hand: "You... Do you want a broker? ”

Sean smiled and shook his head: "Agent? Of course not! ”

"How could it not be?"

As she spoke, Fran struggled to get up, but she sat on the ground before she felt uncomfortable.

"Why do you need to?" Sean asked him rhetorically, motioning to this side, "Come to challenge, put your own money, and then go on stage, and be beaten down by me, and then what?" What do you think brokers can do in between? ”

"You don't want to race in Las Vegas? Going to Madison Square in New York to compete? Fran asked with a long exhalation.

"I don't want to go, I want to play, come here to me." Sean clapped his hands and threw his gloves aside, "And I plan to play for a month every quarter, and the bonus will slowly increase in the future." ”

"I know what kind of agent you need!" Fran exclaimed, "I can be, you need an advertising endorsement!" There are countless advertisements and product placements here! And you accept media interviews, there is a fee! ”

Sean turned his head to Xiao Xue: "What did he mean?" Do you understand? ”

"It's just business." Xiao Xue looked at Fran and explained.

"That's right! Business Operations! Fran walked over with a twisted twist in her footsteps, "Shaun, I said you're a little rough now!" ”

"Really?"

"Just one thing, you punched me like this, do you think I'll challenge you again?"

Sean smiled, of course he knew that he couldn't win so obviously, and he had to leave some thoughts of victory.

"You get it, don't you?"

"Of course, I understand this, but when you approach my sister with bad intentions, I want to give you a good time." Sean motioned to the ring, "So, do you want to do it again?" You can challenge it once for a dollar! ”

Fran shook his head and untied his gloves with his teeth: "I'm crazy to fight you again!" ”

"It looks like I have to update Twitter, and the number of the prize pool is also updated, you see how rich the American people are, and no one has come to challenge me out of 40,000, it's just weird."

Sean said casually, but didn't go to pick up his phone.

Fran looked at him: "Forty thousand is not a lot, the weather is bad today." ”

"Is it just the weather?" Sean smiled and asked, "Maybe there is too much bad news, and many people are rushing home to collect their clothes!" ”

There were originally hundreds of people downstairs who are now walking out with mobile phone umbrellas, what is the reason why the movements are so neat?

"Really?" Fran slowly walked to the place where he put his bag, put on his shirt, and pressed his stomach, although it still hurt, it was still the kind of stuffy pain that he could bear, and his stomach was not bleeding.

Looking at the weather outside, it was terrible, very bad.

Looking at the money in the glass jar again, Fran pulled out the check, and a pen was suddenly thrown into his hand.

Some of the astonished looked up at Shaun, who must have thrown it, but it was accurate, and he looked down and wrote down the check for nine thousand nine hundred dollars and placed it in the glass jar.

It's almost $60,000 here.

I heard that the hurricane is going to come ashore in the afternoon, and the wind strength in Los Angeles has risen to level 8 and the gust is level 9, but such a large bonus, not to mention the wind and rain, even if it is scraping stones and knives, there are also people coming.

"Your phone is ringing." Fran said, suddenly noticing a cell phone next to the glass jar, which seemed to have one in it, and called it almost every two seconds.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong, Fran was just about to take a closer look, and there was another pain in his neck, so he quickly turned his head and covered his neck with his hands, maybe it was twisted.

Xiao En replied lightly: "The live broadcast effect just now is very good, and when I said that I was about to be in arrears, a lot of caring people came to help charge the phone bill." ”

Fran clutched his neck and laughed, "That's really, tsk! ”

Sean looked at him with a smile: "What is it?" ”

It is enough to say that this Fran is confident, and the voice is at least two points louder: "How much can you earn by charging phone bills, you can directly let them reward for this kind of thing!" Anyway, these people on the Internet are passionate consumers, don't you take the opportunity to get more? ”

"Tip... There are also. ”

"Is there a thousand?"

"Ten thousand."

"Ten thousand?" Fran shook her head and sighed, "Not much, it's just too little!" ”

"Oh? I also think it's less, is it because the weather in this city is bad? You just said New York or something... Good advice. Sean looked thoughtful.

"Look at me in a moment, I'll guarantee you that you can make millions of dollars!" Fran confidently spoke, "Trust me! ”

…...

In the Hadmond Laboratory, everyone looked at each other, and they heard with their own ears the whole process of a compatriot turned into a leading party, this bastard.

"Rape!"

"Stockholm syndrome!"

"That's why you call him a profiteer, right?"

Victor raised his hand to signal silence and looked around to speak: "The evidence is clear, Fran. De Boer has obvious treason, the data is on the platform, and the attack plan does not need to consider his safety. ”

…...

The infirmary of the LA branch of the FBI.

Chase was lying on the bed watching the news on his mobile phone, drinking two bottles of hand sanitizer in the morning, and vomiting in the dark, but the credit was stable, and what luxury was there to hide here safely, just waiting for the big event to be done and take the stage to win the award.

"Chase Chess!" The door slammed open, and Miller rushed in.

Chase subconsciously rolled out of bed.

Miller looked down at the bottom of the bed: "Action, you come out!" ”

Chase propped himself up to the edge of the bed and sat up straight: "What action?" I'm still in therapy! ”

Miller shook his head: "Go to St. Barnia's Hospital for treatment, there is an order from above, and you can go into battle with an injury." ”

Chase looked confused and squeaked and asked, "Does the union care?" ”

Signaling his ass, Miller glared at him angrily: "I have to go too, I still have a room there!" ”

"If you don't go, you will be expelled on the spot." Penny's voice comes from the door, and Bonnie appears.

Last night, the four agents at St. Bania's hospital reunited.

"What can we do?" Chase grimaced, reaching for his clothes.

"Someone will inform us of what needs to be done, the plan is not up to us, hurry up." Penny raised her hand to look at her watch, her face a little haggard.

…...

That basement in Langley, codenamed "Country House" in the Amber Project.

Here, in addition to analyzing the three views, there are other tasks to be performed, on the screen in front of Bird's eyes, the tasks have been refined into hundreds of items, the time is in a countdown state, and the allocation of manpower and material resources must be approved by Bird.

Dizzy and swollen, his eyes were sore, Bird moved his neck slightly, a little stiff, this was because he was too nervous, and he remembered that the last time he was in such a state was when he wrote his doctoral dissertation.

The shirt under the suit also feels a little sticky, and the room temperature has been adjusted to seventeen degrees, but everyone is sweating in the past, and no matter how low it is, it may catch a cold.

There is no time for them to rest and wash their faces, at most they can get some nutrients to hydrate.

Even if intelligence work is civilian, it is not so easy, especially at this time, when the national fortune is related.

Bird took a long breath, and swept to a hurrying figure, his eyes lit up, and he knew that something had happened again.

"Head, there's a problem with the translation." A Chinese-American analyst trotted over to Bird and said eagerly, with a sweaty star on his forehead.

"What's the problem?" Bird squinted and ran over to say instead of a phone, indicating that he was really in a hurry.

"That book, I mean the book on that website, there are a lot of asterisks, and some words are missing!"

Gone? Bird frowned: "What reason?" ”

"We don't know, we need support." The analyst gasped, "Can you just ask the author?" ”

Bird looked at him, and the badge showed that the analyst's name was Stephen. Zhou, such a person can get to the bureau, he must go through a strict assessment, and the possibility of double agents is not high, but what he said is too sensitive.

He knew very well how high the level of the Amber Project was, even the people here couldn't understand the whole picture, but that didn't mean that he could leak the things here.

As long as you show some mouth, I don't know how many intelligence agencies are going crazy about it.

Bird gently raised his chin and looked down at this guy: "What do you ask?" ”

Stephen Zhou had an obvious movement of swallowing saliva, he was nervous, but he still replied: "Add that author's friend with a buckle number, chat with him, as a reader, he knows best." ”

Bird stared intently into the analyst's eyes for a full ten seconds, and then slowly spoke: "Dolby, you go with him." Confirm the necessity. ”

A white assistant nodded, and walked directly to Stephen's side: "Follow me." ”

Dolby with Stephen. Zhou came to a cubicle: "Sit." ”

"Time is running out, I—" Stephen Chow was about to open his mouth when Dolby raised his hand and motioned for him to shut up.

"Tell me what you think." Dolby looked at him indifferently.

Stephen Zhou looked at the door uneasily: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to do a good job." ”

"Tell me what you think." Dolby repeats with a blank face.

Scratching his chin hard, Stephen Zhou rolled his throat a few times: "That book, there are a lot of words missing, we don't understand what they are, so it will be very difficult to translate." ”

"Why is it advisable to contact the author instead of going directly to the cloud?" Dolby looked at him and asked calmly.

"But who knows what those words are except the author," his voice lowered, and then suddenly rose again, "I saw that there was the author's button number on that page, and if we add it, we can ask him directly, and we can also exert some influence." ”

Dolby nodded: "The suggestion is good, we will send someone to do it." He stood up and walked out the door.

Standing by the door, he said without looking back, "You are right here." ”

The door closes, and the snap locks.

Stephen. Zhou was dumbfounded, and Na Na looked up: "Then what am I going to do now?" ”

No one answered.

Dolby returned to Bird's side and reported in a low voice: "His suggestion is reasonable, we can have two options, one is to directly use the buckle of the pretty number Garo Xiaofei, in the name of the reader, you can also use the way of rewarding and sending red envelopes to gain his trust and ask him directly, and the other is to take a number from his friend list to use." ”

Bird squinted and thought for a moment, "Go ahead and do it." The former scenario. The information of the number must be able to gain Luo Xiaofei's favor, and this person will definitely contact the target again, which is very important! ”

"Yes sir!" Dolby trotted away.

Since the development of social media, the CIA has never let go of this battlefield, who said we wouldn't use buttons, the CIA doesn't collect too many pretty numbers.

As for the online literature in the past ten years, it is also specially analyzed, but because the influence is not as good as those social Vs, it is usually only used as a supplement to public opinion information, and there are not many human resources allocated.

Just five analysts, in the face of a cloudburst bomb-like network, it can only be said that just looking at the catalog and introduction is enough to exhaust eighty times.

Take a look, now these dozen or so people are already crazy about a book that is only 200,000 words, but what about millions of words? There are still tens of millions of words waiting in line!

As soon as Bird thought of this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, as if he had touched something.

Culture Wars!

What the bald head wants to do in the United States can now be analyzed in several directions.

"Natalie, report this to the platform immediately!"

…...

A small separate room, Dolby with two people, two mixed-race technicians, politically competent at this time with peace of mind.

"Do you want to use the number of this website? We can immediately steal a rich one and reward him. ”

Bill has a web page open on his computer, which is the book station.

This work was done a little late, and it should have been done a long time ago, and the bureau didn't pay enough attention to this before. And there is no way to recharge it with dollars, it's a bunch of trouble. The plan was too important to use the resources at will.

If you ask those big Vs who live a small life with dollars to suddenly reward a network, it is simply clear that there is something going on here.

So, come quietly, stealing a number is silent, and no one will pay attention to people who watch the Internet when they lose some money and shout that the sky is broken.

Dolby nodded: "Try it." ”

Watching Bill start cracking work, the CIA playing this is simply abuse, and in an instant rows of accounts were listed, with names on them, account balances, and associated deduction numbers.

Sort by balance size.

The one at the front shows more than 10,000 coins.

The cumulative consumption has also exceeded 10,000.

Dolby was a little amazed at how much money he could spend, and felt that the bureau should increase its research and analysis resources in this area.

"How much is the tip?" Bill asked softly.

Dolby nodded: "More than 10,000, it's good, I remember that this Luo Xiaofei is quite poor, he is still a student, so it should be enough to give him a few hundred as living expenses." ”

Dolby turned his head to the other and said, "Link, you take that button down, and you'll talk later." ”

Langley's supercomputer only took a second to get the buckle number, changed the secret and changed the information, a cute girl buckle number appeared, and even found a few life photos in the space, all of which were photos of happiness on overseas travel, eating, drinking, playing and having fun, as well as all kinds of yearning for true love.

"Head, I may not have a good grasp of the mentality of the girl." Link hesitated to speak, it was not impossible for him to pretend to be a girl, but he was worried that something would be found out was wrong.

"It's okay, it's early to make an appointment! Naturally, someone will take over when the time comes. Dolby said nonchalantly, "Do it!" ”

"Head, I'm ready to tip, is five hundred enough?" Bill asked, looking up.

"That should be enough," Dolby snorted, "Hit it!" ”

Mouse movement, landing on the web page, and tipping... Five hundred coins!

Dolby nodded and turned to Link: "Add him, tell him you like his book, give him a tip." ”

Link quickly clicked to add friends, entered Luo Xiaofei's account into it, and clicked Add, the information was: Are you the author of the Sky Overlord? I like this book so much!

"Head, do you think this is okay?" Link asked.

Dolby squinted and looked twice, and his gaze fell on the last two words: "Say? ”

This sentence seems to be the most glaring here, intelligence work is not a little sloppy, every superfluous word may hide special information, so these two seemingly superfluous words, what else does it mean?

Don't try to ventilate, do you?

"The modal words that cute girls like to use," Link hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, "I originally wanted to use the word 咯字, but the platform said that this is a local regional dialect modal word on the Chinese side, and it is not good if the other party is biased, so I use it sparingly." ”

Dolby was silent for two seconds and spoke: "Add him!" ”