War Paradise

With the creak of danger, the door of Room 3501 slowly opened outward.

The "courier" standing in front of the door put his hands in his pockets and watched the situation in the living room vigilantly. Although it seemed unguarded, the small pistol hidden in his pocket was ready to shoot.

The special commissioner from the Security Bureau was about to step into the house, but was blocked by the welcome robot. Frankenstein stared at the visitors who came to "visit" and said coldly: "It's me you are looking for. Let's talk outside."

"Remote control of the body, you are quite cautious, criminal." The commissioner smiled contemptuously.

As the most feared existence of Internet hackers and criminals, special agents from the Security Bureau have always held an attitude of contempt when facing criminals.

But this time, he was not here to arrest people, but was going to ask a question:

"Why did you let me go at that time? You should know that I will continue to follow you."

He has always fought life and death with criminals in the virtual world, and this is the first time he has encountered such criminals. Under the circumstances that he could cause serious harm to himself, Frankenstein chose to "forgive" his opponent.

In the eyes of the special commissioner, this kind of thing is totally unreasonable. The previous confrontation also became the reason why he would choose to act privately.

"Are you going to arrest me."

Frankenstein walked out of the living room and closed the door behind him: "You can take this body away."

"Ha, don't think of me as an idiot." The commissioner curled his lips: "Who would arrest a welcome robot?"

He turned sideways, pointed the muzzle in his pocket at the leg joints of the welcome robot, and repeated: "Answer my question, why should you let me go?"

"Personal preference." Frankenstein replied.

"..."

Hearing this extremely perfunctory reply, the commissioner couldn't help being silent, and after a while he continued to speak: "You should understand that I will continue to investigate until I find out your true identity."

"Please." Frankenstein's glass mask showed a -_- expression: "I just hide everywhere and move through robots. You can't catch me."

"Really?"

The commissioner stepped back and leaned against the wall with his feet cocked: "Do you think I'm as stupid as a normal note? I already know what you are. You... are not human, right?"

Frankenstein was silent.

"Although there is no clear evidence for a long time, I wonder if there are some life forms in the highly developed network world."

"Although I couldn't find any clues, I changed my mind after seeing you. Your behavior is not like a real human being. If you didn't fight before, I might treat you as a hacker. Simulation program."

"You are right." Frankenstein shook his head: "I am the simulation program."

Faced with this special commissioner, Frankenstein would naturally not explain own details, and deliberately revealed some "key information" when answering. However, the special commissioner will not be fooled so easily:

"You mean that you have nothing to do with the owner of this house? Don't think I will believe your words. I know that the person who lives here is playing an in-brain imaging game."

"Maybe, I don't know him." Frankenstein whispered, "He didn't even know that I existed."

"Ha, do you treat me as a fool?"

The commissioner stepped forward and looked directly at the face mask of the welcome robot: "Because he is your shelter, so you deliberately want to get rid of him..."

Facing the special commissioner’s questioning, Frankenstein did not step back at all, but walked forward slowly.

"So what, I know you won't do that."

"I'm here this time, indeed I didn't come to arrest you." The commissioner smiled: "This is a private operation. I am still on vacation now, and those colleagues don't know what I'm doing..."

"I don't know what you are doing." Frankenstein mocked in a human tone.

Since the opponent has been defeated by himself once, and there is no concept of "fear", Frankenstein at this time does not put the commissioner To put in one’s eyes at all.

However, even if he was slapped face to face, the commissioner did not sneer, but seriously asked a question:

"I can give up hunting you, but I want to know how exactly you were born?"

"No comment." Frankenstein replied.

"Is it okay to be strong now?" The commissioner sneered: "Don't forget that I know your place of residence. If you are still stiff, the man who sheltered you will probably be in jail? "

Even though the opponent was threatening, Frankenstein still did not flinch, but raised his slender right arm and pointed it at the elevator door not far away:

"If you are a member of the Security Bureau, there are more important things that need your help."

Without waiting for the special commissioner to answer, Frankenstein has continued to say: "With a personal consciousness trapped in the virtual world, she may be dying."

"what?"

The special commissioner who was still suspicious of the other party trying to divert attention, when he heard this kind of news, he naturally entered the working state, and immediately asked, "Say, what's the matter?"

He is more concerned about business than the "private hobby" of tracking Frankenstein. After all, if the network security bureau loses the user's life due to negligence, own's salary and bonus for the month will probably be greatly reduced.

...

Universe Hao walked briskly to the apartment building where Bleeding Blade lived, and returned to the garden of the community, staring solemnly at the withered flowers.

In any case, he finally obeyed Lin Chi's friend's opinion and did not notify the bureau to interrupt the game. The question now is...Where is the blood blade?

Even if I was distraught, I can only wait for the "mysterious person" to retrieve the information from the monitoring system.

How Universe paced along the stone road, waiting for another message from the other party. When the phone's ringtone rang again, he pressed the call button almost instantly and shouted, "Did you find it?"

"Hello..." This time there was a gloomy male voice.

"Who are you?" Universe Howe looked at the strange number.

"I'm the Special Agent of the Security Bureau..." The other party's voice sounded like a standard villain, with a hint of acrimoniousness in the gloom: "The unknown person from the Game Administration Bureau, tell me the specific situation on your side."

"Security Agency?"

Hearing the name, Universe straightened up subconsciously: "How do you know my number?"

"Don't talk nonsense, useless idiot." The commissioner didn't bother to answer his question: "Send me the information of the missing woman, and I will let you see the efficiency of the Security Bureau immediately."

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