God Simulator

Chapter 76 Acting

Fu Chenggang's eyelids twitched violently.

He didn't know why. Maybe it's eye muscle fatigue caused by staying up late, or maybe it's irritated by some kind of foreign perfume.

Fu Chenggang hates perfume.

But there are too many perfumes in this world.

There is perfume on the bus, in the subway, in the elevator, on the sidewalk, even in the bathroom there is that annoying smell...

What a person likes and dislikes is often unreasonable.

Living in this world full of various smells, there will be many things that we have no choice but to endure. The more you resist, the easier it is to meet you.

Such as perfume.

Such as work.

"Sir, do you want to try our latest coffee?" The sales promotion girl held a small paper cup with coffee in her hands with a smile, and her body exuded the smell of cheap perfume.

Fu Chenggang raised his hand: "Thank you. No need."

He glanced overhead before leaving.

The camera is just above, enough to capture your appearance. They should soon know that they are in this mall.

Then the committee will send someone over.

According to the procedure, he will be arrested on suspicion of endangering public safety, taken to the detention room, and then interrogated for 24 hours.

They will not get any evidence or confessions because there are no witnesses or exhibits.

According to relevant regulations, the committee may at most fine you and detain you for three to five days, and warn you not to affect the order of ordinary people's lives.

He just used the [ID card] to get to know a few women and check some personal privacy, that's all.

At the same time, a kidnapping case will occur in this city, starting quietly and ending quietly.

That has nothing to do with Fu Chenggang, and the camera is the best proof.

Evidence is required to investigate and convict a case.

Fu Chenggang had no doubt about the outcome of this plan.

This is the benefit that being a "policeman" brings to you.

Identity is a sign that allows others to instantly see how you behave. Identity is also a kind of shackles, which prevents people from crossing the boundaries defined by identity.

In other words, these are the rules.

Of course, you can also abandon the rules completely, which will bring unlimited freedom and completely do whatever you want.

However, that means being an enemy to everyone in the rules circle, and the outcome will generally not be good.

Fu Chenggang praised the courage to flout the rules, but he still stood within the circle of rules.

In other words, he is on the stronger side.

It is always the strong who can make the rules.

Fu Chenggang waited quietly.

He knew that it would not be long before the committee members would show up and take him away. He was even thinking of a bad joke to complete his conversation with the committee.

After all, Officer Fu Chenggang is a man who likes to tell cold jokes.

At least that's what he wrote on the [ID Card].

His eyelids were still twitching, interrupting his thoughts.

Fu Chenggang suddenly felt a sense of danger.

He seemed to be targeted by something, and he didn't look like someone from the committee. For some reason, he suddenly couldn't feel Sirut's fire.

He felt something was wrong.

Fu Chenggang hesitated.

This is different from the plan.

Before he could choose which backup plan to use, something hit his lower back.

"do not move."

A girl behind her said: "If you don't want to be like your apostles, just obey."

Fu Chenggang stiffened.

An unfamiliar smell, a faint aroma, a dangerous taste.

There was a finger pressing against his waist, but this finger was as dangerous as a pistol.

He was finally sure that Sirut's fire had completely disappeared.

Got killed.

The 14th-level apostle was silenced instantly.

A character of this level...

broken!

Huang Liaoxin was a guise, and he was fooled!

Fu Chenggang didn't dare to think about it carefully.

His heart was pounding, his palms were sweating, and his mouth felt a little dry.

"Go forward."

said the person behind him.

Fu Chenggang obeyed her instructions honestly.

At this point, he knew there was no need to resist.

Walking to a utility room in the mall bathroom, Fu Chenggang was suddenly entangled in a thick yellow liquid, and he immediately lost consciousness.

…

Waking up again, Fu Chenggang found himself in an abandoned car.

This is parking lane.

His heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that every move he makes is under the eyes of the other party.

A young girl sat next to her.

She looked about twenty years old, wearing a pair of sunglasses, long green hair under a baseball cap, and a large gray sweatshirt.

"Are you awake?" the other party said.

Fu Chenggang tried hard to stay calm: "Who are you? What do you want me to do?"

The girl said: "Tell me everything you know. Tell me the key points, I'm in a hurry."

Situations are stronger than people.

Fu Chenggang sorted out his thoughts, his cheeks moved, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes: "My name is...Lin Zecheng, I am from Jiangnan City."

"My name in the pantheon is [Deng Shen], and I am the [Whistleblower] god."

"I recently received an order to find the key hidden by Jia Xiaokai, the god of worship. Now he has been imprisoned by the committee and has completely lost contact."

"Jia Xiaokai is one of the gods of [Whistleblower]. He secretly hid the key to [Golden Fields], but no one knows where he hid the key."

He said: "[The whistleblower] suspected that Jia Xiaokai hid the key in Gao Jiewei, somewhere here. So he sent me to check."

"I spent a lot of time and found out that Jia Xiaokai had a cousin, Huang Liaoxin, who was a partner in a company. They had a very close relationship at one time, and Huang Liaoxin was Jia Xiaokai's most trusted person."

"So I checked Huang Liaoxin and found no clues at his home, nor in the company..."

"Later, when his daughter returned to China, I came into contact with his daughter and the employees of his company. Most of these employees are related to Huang Liaoxin and are theoretically suspected..."

"As a criminal police officer, you cannot let go of any possible clues."

The girl slowly turned her face.

Lin Zecheng's expression froze, and his facial muscles twitched: "Sorry... these are all side effects of the [identity card]. Once the identity is used, it can easily lead to over-immersion."

Realizing that what he said was too detailed and cumbersome, a star ring appeared behind Lin Zecheng, and a white card filled with words flew out of it.

He rubbed his fingers on the card, and the card surface returned to white.

As the words on the card disappeared, Lin Zecheng's whole aura suddenly changed.

His body suddenly stooped, and his eyes became a little timid, completely different from the upright and sharp-eyed image before.

"Go on," the other person said.

"Yes Yes."

Lin Zecheng had nowhere to put his hands. He hurriedly continued what he had said before: "I followed Huang Liaoxin all the way and asked Sirut, my apostle, to control him and ask him about the whereabouts of the key."

"Then I was here..."

Finally the girl said: "Hand over the props."

After Lin Zecheng, the star ring reappeared, and a small glass bottle flew out of it.

He handed the two treasures to the other party honestly.

The girl opened the door and got out of the car.

Not long after, another person appeared outside the car window. She is a young girl wearing a plaid shirt jacket and a camel peaked cap.

"I am Song Shiyi, the prosecutor of the committee."

The other party's voice was clear: "Please come with me."

Lin Ze took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and relaxed the tense muscles in his body.

The committee has arrived. It's safe.

He began to understand Jia Xiaokai.

Sometimes, being locked up by a committee isn't necessarily a bad thing.