"Hey! What the hell! Isn't there something wrong with this system detection?! - Sailor

"How?" - Albinism

"I also mentioned that there is a god in this world! But the system rejected it for me! - Sailor

He looked at the screen, in the dark cabin, his eyes staring at the screen.

His face was swollen because life in the cabin was bad enough.

The vitamins that had not been replenished in a long time were already showing their consequences, and there was a small granule growing in the festering, whitish, soaked wound on his fingertips.

Such as the deepest part of the stamen.

He bit the wound on his hand and pulled out the little bud with his front teeth.

He listened outside, and it seemed that the patrolling crew had moved away from here.

He tapped on the screen, his face feeling resentful, or a little vindictive against the world.

"You said it too? Do you have a basis? —Man with a Thousand Faces

"What basis. How can there be a basis for such a few things as God! - Sailor

"You don't have a basis, and I do. That's why the system rejects you. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"I don't understand ......"

Halfway through the words in his hand, the fairy tale writer sent a new message.

In other words, we have to make some well-founded arguments. Otherwise, the system will directly reject our 'knowledge of the transaction'. - Fairy tale author

"Yes, that's it. You won't get the result of predicting tomorrow's lottery numbers, but if you know what tomorrow will be opened, the system will be enough. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"What if that's the number I knew, but someone changed it?" - Albinism

"It's simple. It will really pass now, but what happens later, the system cannot hold it accountable. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"What if what I get is fake news?" - Albinism

"Can't trade." - Man with a Thousand Faces

"You know it thoroughly." - Albinism

In front of the screen, the girl who kept losing her hair was tapping on the keyboard, and her fingertips left blood on the keyboard, which stained the keycaps red and seeped into the bearings.

"No...... No way. I can't be the first to be exposed......" She lowered her voice, but as soon as she spoke, she coughed uncontrollably.

She covered her mouth, her eyes splitting and tears mixed with blood dripping from the corners of her eyes.

She viciously grabbed the medicine on the table and poured it into her mouth in a big gulp.

It was only when she filled about half a bottle that she breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked behind her, and the door to the room shook softly.

"I can't be the first to ask for ......," she whispered, and suddenly saw the Thousand Faces send out a bounty message in the chat room.

"Needs—a few weak souls. Gratuity: Negotiable. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"He's so natural? How did you openly send the first commission? Isn't he worried? She looked at the bounty on the screen, her fingertips picking at the hair that had fallen out on her chest, and she had a lot of thoughts.

"It's done. After this news is sent, there should be more people who will make up their minds next time. ”

Chen Qing stretched out and closed the computer on the screen.

In fact, the next moment he sent the message, someone had already found him.

But he looked at the message sent by the other party and did not immediately reply to the other party's plan.

The reward he needs is a channel, or a message, for him.

A message for the organization he hopes to kill.

"I have two dozen strangely tainted souls on hand.

They can all be extracted.

I can give it to you, but you're going to pass a key to the Foundation for me.

I think you should know what the Foundation is. ”

On his screen, a message came from the sailor.

Yes, he knows, of course he does.

Even this website is inspired by the Foundation's website.

But he didn't want to say yes so quickly.

He wasn't in a hurry, and he wasn't at the point where he could let the onlookers in.

To put it simply, the temptation is not enough.

And desire is something that will become bigger because of waiting......

Just when he was bored and was about to find something to do to pass the time, a phone call interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh?"

He looked at the incoming call on the screen, and Jiang Wan's name made him a little curious.

"What's wrong?" He answered the phone and listened to the voice of the person on the other end of the line.

"Did you give me the right number?" There was a bit of confusion in her voice.

"What's wrong?" Chen Qing listened and asked again: "Is there a result of the call?" ”

She "hmm", frowning, and looked at the screen in front of her.

"The mobile phone number you gave me is completely empty, and when I look it up from the history library, I can't find any traces of use here.

Hotel, transportation, can not find the slightest record.

And the holder, I investigated from the operator, and the owner of this number is about ...... The operator bought the number when it was first established.

For so many years, it has not been interrupted to pay the phone bill. ”

"What about the payment account?"

"Anonymous." Jiang Wan frowned again: "The establishment time of this account is also very old, I checked all the way according to the flow records, but the results I found in the end were unsatisfactory."

There is a leather bag company that specializes in transfers, and the source cannot be found. ”

"Is the other party a transaction established in cash?"

"Yes. For offline transactions, the funds have long been re-circulated, and they can't be checked. ”

He exhaled, as if everything was back to square one.

There are people who maintain everything around them, and they are maintaining this false warmth.

"What about my uncle?"

"That's interesting." Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows when she listened, and her tone was a little funny.

"Oh?"

"16 times he was arrested for soliciting prostitution, 4 times he was taken away for investigation for gambling, and there were two domestic violence records, once he reported to the police, and once his wife reported it."

He picked up the voice in the earpiece and fell silent.

"Your uncle is also a talent."

"Tsk."