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    Xiao Lan glanced at the time. There was still a little over half an hour before 2:44.

    Now their understanding of the game comes from the boss, and the other party did not mention the information related to the way of customs clearance. Obviously, the player needs to investigate it by himself.

    Because of the relatively small scope of the game scene this time, in order to avoid internal friction of competing for clues, they agreed to share clues with each other at that time. After all, their real opponent is still the game.

    As for whether or not they will hide their secrets from each other, it is hard to say.

    Without further ado, the players left the office and started exploring in their own way.

    In the entire work area, in addition to the three offices where the players are located, there are several rooms. Those rooms were locked, and there were no signs on them, making it impossible to tell what they were used for from the outside.

    Hua Bei took out a key from his pocket, which he found in the front desk area. There was no sign on the key, but it should be a spare key to open these rooms.

    He was squatting at the door of the room and trying one by one, but he was not very lucky. He tried several times and failed to meet the door in front of him.

    At this time, out of the corner of Hua Bei's eyes, he saw someone walking towards the door of the next room.

    Xiao Lan stepped forward and stood at the door, but he didn't see any movement. He just easily put a wire into the keyhole and moved slightly, and then the locked door was opened like this. It's the same as the real door key.

    Seeing Xiao Lan and Luo easily entering the door, Hua Bei stared at the key in his hand——

    I, I, what do I need you for!

    ——

    The office Xiao Lan entered was very small. There was only one work station in it. There were a lot of things piled up in a mess, a pile of documents here, a pile of snacks over there, earphones, data cables, stationery, and lipstick all in a mess. huddle together.

    It seems to belong to a woman who does not like to clean up.

    There was a thin layer of ash on everything, and it looked like no one had touched it in a while.

    He picked up the lipstick on the table and looked at it: "Is there any difference between these colors? Aren't they all red?"

    "Sir, this one is called rust red, that one is tomato color, and the other one in your hand is red," said Luo, who has made profound research on human society and fashion.

    Xiao Lan cast an admiring look at Luo, and put down these lipsticks in awe, girls are really amazing in a way.

    Then his eyes fell on a notebook with a delicate cover on the table.

    Originally Xiao Lan thought that there would be some information in it, but when he opened it, he saw all kinds of "three-day fasting diet methods", "enzyme diet methods", "soy beans diet methods"...

    Xiao Lan turned her attention to the snacks piled up in the hills she had just seen, and then looked at the weight loss notebook that she had carefully copied.

    Xiao Lan wondered: "Does this girl want to lose weight or gain weight?"

    Lowe: "It's probably the so-called war that a lot of women will be fighting for their entire lives."

    Looking at this messy office gave Xiao Lan a headache.

    Luo next to him stepped forward and sat on the seat.

    The seat was adjusted according to the height of the girl, Luo's height seemed a bit cramped to sit in. He turned on the computer in the office, and the desktop of the computer was also a pile of documents, photos, folders, and looked like the desktop outside.

    Look dizzy.

    The two struggled to find the chat software from a pile of icons, and searched for it in the vast sea of ​​fishing content.

    Finally found a chat log.

    The person chatting is the owner of this computer, her position is administrative, and the person who is chatting with her is the front desk on the job identification. It seems that the staffing of this studio is relatively complete in the past.

    Liu Bing-Administrator: Did you hear that something happened to our studio's new game?

    Wang Mengqing - front desk: What's the matter? Tell me, I have nothing to do lately, and every day is boring to death.

    Liu Bing-Administration: heard that something strange happened the day the game test demo came out.

    Liu Bing-Administrator: Don't we have a test team? The ones that were developed were all tested by themselves. I heard that they all turned pale when they came out of the office that day.

    Wang Mengqing - Front Desk: Isn't that the same when they are scolded by the boss? [dog head]

    Liu Bing-Administration: ... [Khan]

    Liu Bing-Administrator: That must be different. That night, the artist hanged himself in the lounge!

    Liu Bing-Administrator: At that time, she was wearing a red dress, but the boss didn't dare to speak out, for fear of being noticed by the media and asking someone to carry the body away overnight.

    Wang Mengqing-Receptionist: Uh... You mean haven't seen her for a few days, is she really dead?

    Liu Bing-Administrator: Really, the money to appease the family is still from my side.

    Liu Bing-Administration: It's not over yet, and someone else had an accident the next day.

    Wang Mengqing - front desk: [horrified] Who?

    Liu Bing-Administration: Planning, it is said that he was scared to death. And... before he died, he bit off all his fingers one by one, and when he died, his mouth was full of scraps of fingers, and the people who cleaned the body vomited.

    Wang Mengqing - front desk: I... I'm not very good...

    Wang Mengqing - Front Desk: Wait! The big brothers of the program have also been missing for several days, shouldn't they...

    Liu Bing-Administrator: Well, also dead.

    Liu Bing-Administrator: They were together, and one of them found a sink and drowned himself.

    Wang Mengqing - front desk: This is too... Who is so cruel to himself...

    Wang Mengqing - front desk: Is there really a ghost?

    Liu Bing-Administrator: People shouldn't be able to do such a thing, and the surveillance did not capture other people at all.

    Wang Mengqing - Front Desk: So that's why I haven't been doing anything recently?

    Liu Bing-Administration: We may be out of a job.

    Liu Bing-Administrative: But I plan to resign before I lose my job. I will leave today. The life of the dog is important.

    Wang Mengqing - Front Desk: Sister, wait for me! ! !

    The chat history stopped abruptly here, and it seemed that the two ran away as they said. Perhaps this is the reason why there are so many things in this office. When the executive leaves, he may be in a hurry and not pack up at all.

    The game discussed here should be "Hidden".

    But the way of death mentioned in the chat log is different from the death caused by the hidden cause that the boss said before. What is the situation?

    Xiao Lan stared at the chat records on the screen. From the information in the chat, we could tell that all the problems started from the test demo of the game.

    But nothing related to the game demo could be found on the computers the players were assigned to. Their computers and offices were like new, without any traces of their predecessors.

    It seems that the clues related to the game must start from those employees who have been involved in the past.

    At this moment, Luo reached out and took out a piece of paper from under the keyboard stuffed with takeaway advertisements and discount coupons.

    He glanced at it and handed the piece of paper to Xiao Lan: "Look at this, sir."

    Xiao Lan stretched out his hand to take it. The piece of paper looked like it was torn from some notebook. It was slightly soaked in blood. There were a lot of inexplicable words written on it endlessly, and they were all crossed out in the end.

    There is only one sentence left: "He who comes from nowhere, goes to the place where he returns".

    The writing was extremely ugly, reminiscent of Luo's painting level.

    Xiao Lan's brows furrowed: "It's again, "Those who come from nowhere go to where they return."

    This is the same content as the game prompt, but just as confusing as the game prompt.

    What does this sentence mean?

    Xiao Lan turned the paper over, and there was nothing else behind.

    But since it's something related to the game prompt, let's consider it a clue.

    The two put away the paper and left the office.

    ——

    The door to the office next door was already open.

    Xiao Lan and Luo walked in. There was already a person sitting in front of the computer in this office. His figure was blocked by the screen, and he couldn't see who it was for a while.

    Xiao Lan reached out and knocked on the door, as a reminder that someone came in.

    The person in front of the computer raised his head when he heard the voice, and Xiao Lan happened to meet Hua Bei's unlovable face.

    What's the matter, looks like he's been hit hard? Xiao Lan has some doubts in her heart.

    "what……"

    An indescribable voice suddenly came from the stereo, echoing between the three of them at the moment, and an atmosphere called embarrassment suddenly appeared in the air.

    Huabei turned off the video that made the sound with that unrequited face, and continued to click on the next one.

    There was another indescribable voice, and this time the number of people sounded quite large.

    The battle was fierce, and it looked like it couldn't be stimulated.

    Xiao Lan: "..."

    Could it be that this guy looks like a herbivorous man, but turned out to be a hidden carnivore?

    "Ah..." Hua Bei rubbed her hair with both hands and let out a helpless sigh, "You guys are also here to find clues, right?"

    Xiao Lan said: "Well..."

    Huabei stood up and pointed at the computer to complain: "This, this guy's computer is full of small, small, small, yellow, and films!! Name it, or something like 'Meeting Minutes 197', 'Work Inspiration 24', and, Also, mixed with real data videos, mixed together..."

    "I-I've already searched for three discs. How many films did he play?" Huabei felt that it was the first time that he felt sick after watching a small film. He felt that after the game was over, he might have only Live a life of indifference.

    Xiao Lan stepped forward and felt a headache looking at the entire disk of video files. Few of them were screened out by Huabei and were really related to game production.

    What is the situation of the employees in this studio, is it so stressful to work overtime?

    Huabei: "No, not only that, you look at his chat records."

    Xiao Lan stepped forward and clicked on a group, and read the account’s statement:

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: Tell you that she always talks to me, she must like me.

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: Oh, she has a boyfriend, how could I do such a thing.

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: In fact, it is not incomprehensible for women to cheat, after all, I am so good.

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: I have revised the plan a few more times so that she can meet with me more times. I am giving her a chance. Alas... It hurts my heart to see her working overtime because of this.

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: Damn it, why did she go on a date with her boyfriend again! ! !

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: She must have disliked me for having no money! !

    Merry Scholar-Zhao: Damn, women are hypocrites! ! ! !

    Xiao Lan: "..."

    How does this hallucinatory speech sound familiar? This reminded him of Zhang Dong, the boss who was far away in the novice field. If the two could meet, they must be full of common language.

    Talking about your fantasies, drinking cephalosporins.

    What kind of talent is this planner, does it really matter if the game made by such a person is?

    Seeing that the distance to 2:44 was getting closer and there was too much junk information on the computer, they simply split up, Huabei continued to fight with the computer, Xiao Lan and Luo Xian checked the things in the office.

    There are a lot less things in the planned office, and it is also a lot easier to find.

    Soon they found a miserable-looking notebook.

    This notebook seems to have been ruthlessly ravaged. The entire notebook is crooked, and a part of it has been torn off to the naked eye. The most striking thing is that it is still stained with blood.

    Combined with what the administrator said before, when the planner died, he bit off his finger, and the notebook looked suspicious.

    When I opened the notebook, my first impression was that the words were so ugly.

    Xiao Lan took out the paper he had just picked up in the administrative office. In comparison, the two were really ugly. It seems that the one they picked up was also written by this master planner.

    The front is a record of some inspiration:

    [Cannon fodder, just use the boss as a prototype, let him die a bit miserable]

    [The protagonist must have a girl, two are not enough, three are better]

    [The protagonist must have many younger brothers]

    [The protagonist can cultivate immortals] This line is crossed out, and there are a few words after it [Why does the boss scold me and say that I am messing around]

    Xiao Lan: "..."

    If you really want to follow this plan, this game will end sooner or later.

    At this moment, Xiao Lan suddenly stood on the boss's side, cursing well.

    After that, there are scattered inspirations, occasionally mixed with dirty jokes, Xiao Lan automatically ignores them.

    Turn back, the notebook originally looked sorry become more illegible handwriting, or even did not write on a blank new page, so before you write the content and stacked up, people hardly knew:

    [It came out of the game! ! ! 】

    [Hidden is true, how do! ! 】

    [It kill us! We're people who created it! Why! 】

    【**already dead】

    Both are covered with blood word Xiao Lan guess it should be the name of art, after all, she was the first dead person.

    [No, I can not die]

    [Oh yeah, I devised a way away before it! ! ! You can certainly help! ! 】

    [Great good -]

    Writing suddenly cut off, the pen to draw a long drag marks on paper, the next paper space is almost filled with blood.

    Just look at this page make people feel creepy.

    Imagine, late at night, a person is fired off letters under the lamp, his face full of hope from fear becomes anxiety. He was going to save themselves time, but at the moment by unknown forces in control, abruptly bite off his finger.

    Finally scared to death alive in despair.

    Implicit in reality came from the game, the first thing is to try to kill a few people to create their own, for reasons unknown.

    Xiao Lan guess, then hidden just appeared, still very weak, can not do so quietly and erase traces of murder as they are now, and now this appears in the hidden side of the player, has to be stronger than at that time.

    Then kill it create its own people perhaps to powerful.

    This really is not good news, in case this guy kill players can upgrade how to do?

    Xiao Lan noted that the "bid farewell to its methods," the words, he quickly turned toward the rear to try to find the ghosts of restraint methods.

    But it found the back of the partially torn a few.

    Luo pointed to a mark which is torn off, said:. "The shape, we just find that piece of paper with the match."

    Xiao Lan out a comparison, is really the case!

    So "those who come from nowhere, to return to office" should be the ghost of one of the elements away, but the other part is still missing, this one is not enough light there.

    Three had a chance to be excited.

    "Boom - boom - boom boom -"

    At this point, the familiar bell rings.

    Xiao Lan's work phone received a message from the boss:

    [Xiao Lan, to the conference room 2, I have things to talk to you]

    The Los shellfish and flowers around his cell phone was quiet.

    It seems this time, the ghost trio drawn card only Xiao Lan.

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