It looks a lot like a line of barcodes.

The man in the black hat picked up the encrypted computer from the bushes, didn't turn it on, just took a general look at its appearance, and carried it back to the car.

Moments later, the vehicle restarted and disappeared near the garbage disposal center.

……

Gu Ji kept hearing that "Barron" was downstairs from Building 24 in Midtown Manhattan, and the live broadcast was over.

It was difficult for him to tell by his voice how "Barron" had obtained the [Poison Needle Trap] mine and retrieved the mysterious computer.

He couldn't help but be curious.

The items rewarded by the mission objective may be patched to allow the possessed person to obtain them from the surrounding environment, but the two things he proposed are difficult to transfer and handle in reality.

Unless there is an "official staff" in the game who is personally responsible for the delivery and collection of special items.

That means......

There is someone behind the game!

Gu Ji was so frightened by his own thought that his heart "chuckled".

This guy can't be from Volut, right? Could my father's death have something to do with the gang? Will they already know who I am?

Countless questions crisscrossed and messed up in his mind.

But soon the first two questions were rejected by him.

According to normal logic, the official personnel will definitely know the player's account identity information, if they are really Volut people, since they can all do things to get rid of Dad, why do they want to keep themselves alive until now?

And as a game official, the position should be neutral.

Otherwise, the game itself is not fair.

"There are so many secrets hidden in this Crisis Management Game......"

Gu Ji rubbed his temples and exited the long-closed live broadcast room.

In Passion Fruit's work area, the latest spoof video has more than 300,000 comments, almost all of which are messages urging him to start a live broadcast, but some sailors have found the official live streaming from the official website of the New York Daily News.

He remembered the media helicopter from the first round.

Click on the official website of the Daily News, and sure enough, there is a high-altitude overhead shot that is broadcasting the last level of the live broadcast:

Times Square bomb hostage-taking!

With the live broadcast screen, Gu Ji can more intuitively see the difference between AI replication and his own actions.

The former is obviously more efficient, except for key information dialogues, the game's AI-controlled "Barron" hardly says any superfluous nonsense, and has no small movements, stays honest in place without action, and executes decisively and quickly when there is action, and is as calm as a precision machine throughout the whole process.

Until the end of the game.

Gu Ji brought the phone screen closer, squinted, and carefully stared at the "Barron" in the picture, trying to confirm his previous guess about the possessed person.

However, because the camera of the New York Daily News uses a super telephoto lens to record, it is difficult to capture some facial details.

The main thing is that he can't hear the live conversation.

Times Square, New York.

Barron stood in place, slightly stunned, as he watched the blonde woman disappear into the crowd of onlookers outside the police cordon in the distance.

"So, it's very likely that this email of yours was sent by McLean, I'll send someone to find her right now, this information is very important to me, the phone is put here for the time being, you tell me the password, and then follow me back to the FBI to make a detailed record!"

Gillian read through the evidence in the email, took a deep breath, and said seriously.

But after a moment's wait, Barron didn't respond.

She raised her head and looked at the other party standing in place, pensive and frowning, looking very puzzled and painful.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm fine......"

Barron stumbled, visibly absent-minded.

Because he was already frightened by what was happening in front of him.

"Fake, I'm just a street gangster, I just want to mix up some pocket money with that Xia Guo anchor, how can I get involved in so much trouble! This group of damn cops ......"

Barron's head was like a mess of mush.

Confused, he followed Gillian into the police car, and on the way to the New York branch of the FBI, he finally sorted out the whole process of what happened this morning.

Live broadcast, find bombs, defuse bombs, escape, rescue hostages......

God, I can't believe I can do this!

Barron rubbed his hair vigorously, but he still remembered the chemistry that his mother had taught him, and the Marine books in his uncle's closet, barely allowing him to survive such a horrific event.

Of course, the proudest of all.

Or the escape skills he cultivated through the daily mediation of the state police after so many years of crawling around the neighborhood.

Otherwise, it would have been caught a long time ago!

"Now that Dizad is dead, I have become a big hero who saved New York, and the live broadcast has been watched by more than 100,000 people, so why don't you do it all the time, and directly replace Passion Fruit as the anchor?"

Barron turned his hair on his forehead, and the goblin's eyes rolled, and he had a ghost idea.

But in a blink of an eye, he was poured cold water.

Because he thought of the security of Volut's New York branch!

Don't forget, he managed to escape from death under those people, and now Volut doesn't know his identity, if he starts a live broadcast at this time, wouldn't he take the initiative to send it to the door for people to chase and kill?

And that Marine Corps Colonel Saeva.

The evidence in his mobile phone can kill this old fox, although he didn't take the initiative to report it, but the other party will definitely not let him go easily.

On top of that, there is also a mysterious organization codenamed 7472 that is watching him.

The shootout at Volut's R&D center relied on the mysterious mine that the organization gave him.

Until now, he couldn't forget the scene of the security guards going crazy after the mine exploded, this weapon was so weird that maybe it was all researched by aliens!

"No, I have to find a chance to get out of the way as soon as possible......"

The long-term experience of living on the streets without a father and mother made Barron realize that this incident was not something that he could mix with as an ordinary person.

Whether it's the FBI, the New York Police, Volut, or the codename: 7472.

He didn't want to be a part of any of them.

Survival is the real thing, everything else is fake!

The New York Daily News webcast filmed the evacuation of the police car and it was over, and Gu Ji exited the webpage, never seeing any special reaction from the picture of "Barron".

But the live broadcast was not in vain, at least it was concluded that "Crisis Management Game" is maintained by official personnel.

This intelligence message is very important.

It will even affect Gu Ji's cognition and actions later.

"Volut has shown his fox tail in front of the FBI because of the Colonel Saeva incident, now it's up to Gillian to find out what the real secrets of this company are hiding and dig out......"

Gu Ji deleted the software one by one, turned his head and began to study the level rewards of this round.

Counting the 1 point reward for finding the bug system and the 3 points for recovering the mysterious computer in the game, he has now earned a total of 29.7 crisis points.

Although it seems like a lot, now Gu Ji needs 9 crisis points to move up one level.

He struggled for a moment, but gritted his teeth and took out most of it for upgrades.

[Does it cost 19 points to reach level 9?] 】

【Yes!】 】

With a flash of white light, Gu Ji's attribute panel was refreshed, there were six more points available at the bottom, and most importantly, he got a new sigil slot.

Looking at the current attributes, every time the central nervous system is strengthened now, the waiting time is even close to forty days.

The reduction in the amount of time that can be obtained by supplementing with large amounts of nutrients alone is really limited.

This is forcing me to recharge my money......

If relying on eating and subtracting time is equivalent to watching advertisements and prostituting money, then recharging money in the game is equivalent to spending attribute points to strengthen the digestive system.

Forced to be helpless, Gu Ji decided to add one in addition to immunity this time, and strengthen the digestive system a little more, so that the shortening effect of time just enough can meet his current rhythm of entering the level once a month.

Character: Gu Ji

Level: Level 9

Central nervous system: 18.1+0.5

Skeletal muscle movement: 16.5+0.5

Cardiovascular circulation: 14.9+1

Sensory organs: 14.6+1

Digestive system: 11.7+2

Immunity: 12.2

Current Remaining Enhancement Points: 0

Marker Slots: Reaction Up (Medium), Combat Mastery (S), Hearing Up (S), Risk Judgment Up (S), Null

Looking at the central nervous system that showed the remaining [797 hours, 34 minutes and 12 seconds] of strengthening, Gu Ji nodded with satisfaction,

Sure enough, there was never a word for "charging money for nothing".

As soon as the recharge arrives, the effect is immediate.

So he turned his attention to the skills research system.

On the other side, New York, USA.

Two assault vehicles covered an FBI explosion-proof police car and slowly drove into the parking lot of the FBI's New York office.

Since transferring Jiang Songyuan in Ethiopia and being assassinated halfway, Gillian has begun to attach importance to witness protection, especially since this bombing case involves a deep background, and she does not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Seeing that she had arrived downstairs at the substation, she hurriedly arranged for a fat detective to bring Barron into the building, and repeatedly instructed:

"I'm going to contact the Naval Criminal Investigation Bureau now to confirm the authenticity of this evidence, you make a record for Barron first, and then find a place for him to stay, don't let him go, he still has some secrets that are very important to me, everything will be said when I come back!"

"Don't worry, sir!"

The fat detective raised his head with his chest straight, indicating that he was very reliable.

After Gillian and Jamie left, Fat Agent walked into the investigation room and poured Barron a glass of water, while his young colleague flipped through his laptop and began recording the conversation.

Although Barron is entering the FBI for the first time, it is not the first time he has been in the police department.

So I have long remembered the process of questioning these policemen, the fat detective asked, he replied, and he didn't mention a word of the extra information, and he picked himself up.

The whole transcript was written down as if the kid had never been involved in the case.

If it weren't for the fat detective who saw this kid's performance at the scene of the attack in Times Square, maybe he would have been deceived.

"Just take it easy and answer truthfully, since we have learned that you are not a suspect in the bombing case, and you were coerced by the main culprit, we will not prosecute you in federal court, but you must tell us everything you did in the course of the case, otherwise you will be suspected of obstructing the FBI's law enforcement case!"

"Sir, can you please give me a cigarette?"

Barron wanted to take the opportunity to distract the agent.

The fat man's eyelids jumped, although the other party was a minor, but Nian was an important witness for the commander's repeated urging, he still gave his colleague a look, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to the other party.

After igniting, Barron took a deep breath.

Slowly exhaling a smoke ring, he began to tell the two of them some information about the Volut R&D center.

No way, FBI agents aren't as easy to fool as the state police.

He's got to talk about something dry.

Barron's position of power in his mind is: Codename: 7472> Marine Corps Colonel> Volut Company, and the relationship between One and Three is still hostile.

That's why he was the first to confide in what he found in Volut.

In this way, even if the latter makes trouble for him, he can at least ask the mysterious unit codename: 7472 to come forward to help.

Wait a minute......

As he spoke, Barron exhaled a smoke ring heavily, and suddenly noticed a very serious problem:

He didn't know how to contact 7472 at all!

"Go on!"

The fat detective saw that Barron stopped in the middle of speaking, so he urged impatiently.

Barron sensed something was wrong and hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette butt.

"Well, sir, can I go to the toilet first, I can't hold it back!"

"Okay."

The fat detective raised his wrist and looked at the time, got up and led Barron into the bathroom around the corner of the first floor, and then instructed: "Hurry up and solve it, I'll be waiting for you outside the toilet!" ”

"Thank you, sir."

Barron pretended to thank him, and then quickly swept his eyes over the structural layout of the men's bathroom.

That's right.

He came out to go to the toilet with the intention of escaping.

Now that "Codename: 7472" is unreachable, it means that he is now completely alone, facing the revenge of Colonel Saeva, the hunt of Volut, the threat of a terrorist helper named McLean, and maybe even the FBI to trouble him.

If you don't slip away at this time, won't you sit back and wait for someone to kill you?

But Barron couldn't find a way to escape after turning around, although the toilet of the FBI branch office had windows, there was a layer of steel security net outside, and even if he opened the window, he couldn't get out.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Barron became more and more anxious, he raised his head, looked at the central fresh air system outlet on the roof of the shed, and a bunch of quick reaction judgment and anti-reconnaissance escape skills suddenly surged into his mind.

The next moment, he didn't hesitate to burrow into the bathroom.

Stepping on the water tank, he reached out and pushed open the air outlet partition, then got into it with both hands, turned around and reinstalled the partition, and hid it on the roof of the bathroom shed.

About two minutes later.

The fat detective seemed to be in a hurry, and as he walked into the toilet, he shouted, "Haven't you finished dealing with it yet?" ”

Barron covered his mouth and nose for fear of making any noise.

The fat detective also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed open all the toilet doors, but all of them were empty.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed, remembering what Gillian had repeatedly told him, and hurriedly ran out to ask the nearby agents if they had seen Barron's figure.

And this guy waited on the roof of the shed for four or five minutes, and after confirming that the fat detective would not go back to the bathroom, he jumped down the air outlet again.

He cautiously went to the sink at the door, took off the outer layer of his white shirt to reveal the white T-shirt inside, washed his face with water, re-styled his hair, and swaggered out of the bathroom.

Outside the door on the first floor office lobby.

The FBI agents were anxiously dealing with the documents at hand, because of the bombing in New York this morning, they didn't have time to talk to Barron, not to mention the swaggering appearance of this kid, and the warm greeting of everyone, it was difficult to suspect that he was going to escape.

That's it.

Barron left the FBI office building with ease, and when he got out, he quickly changed his face, turned around and fled to a nearby alley!

(End of chapter)