Escape BOSS is always fattening me [Infinite Stream]

Seeing Chen Nian's reaction in his eyes, Wei Liao's eyes were cold, like a pool of bone-piercing water, one could drown in it at a glance.

He has always been an atheist.

However, a series of things that have happened in recent days have refuted his ideas one by one.

So... the so-called "game" in his mind seems to have something to do with these people.

No one knew that from the day the game first started, Wei Liao had already sensed something was wrong with some of them.

He found that those people seemed to have suddenly forgotten something.

But since the beginning of the first murder case, they all used crappy disguises to maintain their identities, but they all set their sights on the story of the old city.

Until that day when he was in class, he saw Chen Nian in a daze.

The young man has a very strange feeling, he seems to be dissociated from the story, but trying to integrate himself into it.

It was very strange, but it made Wei Liao full of interest.

But when he got off work that day and was about to open the door to enter the house, Wei Liao keenly noticed that something was wrong in the house.

The furnishings in the room hadn't changed at all, but he clearly felt a little strange.

So when Wei Liao came out of the study and was about to continue to investigate, he suddenly set his eyes on the door beside him.

That's the utility room.

I vaguely remember that the last time I opened the door was a long time ago.

But a voice came out of nowhere in Wei Liao's heart, urging him to open it.

Even his own hand was out of control, holding the doorknob, just waiting for him to finally press it down.

The man stood silently, his light-colored pupils flashed with inorganic light.

The strength in the hand was exerted a little bit, but stopped in the next second.

The feeling of being in control was very bad, and even the memory in my mind began to be confused.

Uncontrollable evil thoughts were born, Wei Liao closed his eyes, but the trembling eyelashes showed his restlessness.

In the end the door was still opened, but the man only had doubts in his heart.

In other words, it was the same as Chen Nian's feeling when he opened the door for the first time.

Surprised, curious.

It felt weird again.

He has no memory, no impressions.

It's as if someone gave birth to his unformed plans, revealing them all naked/naked/naked.

However, he just didn't want to do it.

The fluffy and soft hair ran through the fingers, and Wei Liao calmed down and asked, "Who are you?"

Chen Nian, who was still in shock, naturally didn't understand, so the other party asked another question.

"So this world is a game you challenge?"

Wei Liao asked Chen Nian, listening carefully, he seemed to be able to hear a bit of sadness.

Chen Nian already felt that his heart had become extremely strong after today's rounds of training.Even what Wei Liao asked couldn't make a wave on his face, so he said blankly, "What do you mean?"

The face of the little liar in front of him was tense, and after asking back as if nothing had happened, he realized that he had already lost his mind again, and he didn't know what else to think about at this time.

But Chen Nian was indeed thinking about something.

Chen Nian clutched his chin and looked at Wei Liao with an inscrutable expression, trying to read those mysterious codes on his face.

He picked up those shattered world views bit by bit in his heart.

While pinching his throat and blinking his eyes, he tried to create an atmosphere that he didn't know anything, "Why can't I understand?"

It's a pity he was so late.

Wei Liao has already recorded everything that happened these days, and at this moment the paper is already in his hand and handed to Chen Nian's chest.

The expression on his face froze for a moment, Chen Nian took the paper reservedly, and when he saw the first record, he had already started planning to throw the game away as soon as he got out of the game. up.

I don't care about your weird bets.

The whole plot has a BUG!

What game are you playing!

There wasn't much content on the paper, and according to the normal order, it would take about two or three minutes to finish reading, but Chen Nian delayed by five minutes.

After a long time, Chen Nian took a deep breath and asked, "Are you a master at coding?"

This is no longer as simple as a bug.

It's just that the plot has collapsed, and NPCs still have self-awareness.

Afterwards, Chen Nian also knew that if the person in front of him followed the original plot, he would definitely be the boss of this level.But the problem now is that the big villain suddenly became enlightened and because of his suspicions, he decided to put down the butcher knife.

but.

But others continued walking according to his plan.

So there are at least two viruses running around here.

And one of the viruses is still suspected of treason, following the players to solve the case.

Oh, this treacherous virus is still the original BOSS.

Chen Nian thought silently.

Then he squatted down, he held his head and silently started a new round of self-isolation.

At the same time, Du Heng, who had been autistic for a long time, finally got up from a pile of scrolls, rubbing his messy hair.

He staggered a few steps, holding on to the window to steady himself.

With the mobile phone between his ears and shoulders, the dust on his hands has long been glued together. After roughly wiping his clothes, Du Heng held a file bag and roughly tore off the seal.

He quickly pulled out a stack of papers inside, and began to flip through them in a hurry under the light.

"I found it." The subordinates didn't stop their movements. The moment they realized that the phone was connected, Du Heng opened his mouth to report, "I found Wang Liang's class."

Flipping through the papers according to the student number, Du Heng took out the paper on which Wang Liang's one-inch photo was pasted, and put it aside alone.

"This class happened more than ten years ago. It seems to be the fifth year before Li Quan left the job. There are 37 other people in this class besides Wang Liang..."

He was sitting on a chair, and his fingers stopped suddenly on a certain photo.

Du Heng raised his eyebrows, moved the file out, squinted his eyes for a long time, and waited until Fang Li coughed impatiently before recovering, "Do you know whose photo I found?"

Fang Li, on the other end of the phone, was standing downstairs in a building in the old city. She held the key and went upstairs while asking, "Wei Liao?"

"..."

He sighed boredly, but Du Heng's interest didn't disappear completely. It was as if he was resurrected with full blood in the next second, and he even couldn't wait.

"Besides Wei Liao, there is another one!"

He found out from the drawer the good things he had been looking for before, held his mobile phone and supported his head, and reminded: "Do you remember that this unscrupulous teacher was detained because of beating a person into retinal detachment?" a period of time?"

Fang Li had already used the key to open the dilapidated door, and when he heard Du Heng's words, he asked with a smile, "So?"

Du Heng put the two pieces of paper together in his briefcase, picked up the police uniform beside him, and spoke in a low voice after going out.

"The poor kid was also doing very well. Although he was transferred to a better school in the end, his eyesight was permanently damaged."

"You should know this man."

The door was moved inward by the wind in the corridor, Fang Li stood at the door, with a rare surprise in his tone, repeating the name that passed by his ears.

"An Heming?"