Forces of Temptation

An hour later, Nan Zhou was arrested and taken to the police station.

Because of attempted suicide and vandalism.

During the seven days since the disappearance, people were in panic.

Quite a few people are in great pain because of the inexplicable disappearance of relatives and friends.

In order to prevent those who are psychologically vulnerable from being confused for a while and narrow the road, the local government organizes personnel to conduct inspections near high-rise buildings, reservoirs and other places every day.

Nanzhou was discovered by a man with a red armband while patrolling the night.

At that time, half of his body was hanging in the air outside the fifteen-story building, with his feet sideways, stepping on a five-inch-wide exterior steel frame, and amidst the soft creaking sounds, he held a bag he found from the corner of the roof. A small half bottle of black spray paint was used to spray words on the face of the star on the earphone poster.

As soon as he sprayed the first word, he was dazzled by a flashlight.

The uncle appeared on the edge of the roof.

... holding a watermelon in her arms.

Nan Zhou:?

He glanced at the uncle, and continued to concentrate on destroying public property.

The uncle tentatively walked up to him, stood on tiptoes, lifted the big watermelon with a little difficulty, and threw it downstairs hard.

Nan Zhou stopped his sabotage and was stunned.

"Young man." He sincerely comforted, "Look, if you really fall, you will end up like this."

Nan Zhou held the spray paint can and looked at the bright red melon flesh scattered on the ground: "...?"

The uncle didn't dare to shake his eyes with the flashlight, and said honestly: "Young man, do you still want to dance?"

Nanzhou, who had never thought of jumping off a building, could not give up his hospitality, and was pulled into a double-row scooter by his uncle.

After the Nanzhou was settled, the uncle held up his mobile phone and took pictures of the destruction scene of the Nanzhou from multiple angles to collect evidence.

Nan Zhou, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smelled a faint fragrance.

He looked back and found a dozen watermelons wrapped in fine nets piled up on the rear driver's seat.

I don't know how many people who wanted to jump off the building to commit suicide have been brought back from the brink of death by this simple watermelon rescue method.

When the uncle led him all the way to the nearby police station, Nanzhou saw his ID on the scanner by reading his irises.

He tilted his head curiously, looked at himself in the photo, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but unfortunately the avatar was fleeting.

Is this my own identity...?

Because the missing are all young and vigorous laborers, in order to ensure the normal operation of the stability maintenance system, the retired old police officers have also been rehired.

The old police officer wearing tortoiseshell reading glasses, holding a mug of hot water, looked at this handsome young man outside the lounge door.

The evening broadcast was still rustling on the outside radio that hadn't been turned off in time.

"People's Central Broadcasting Station."

"People's Central Broadcasting Station."

"Start the daily routine broadcast now."

"All people living at home are requested to call the people's governments of townships, township offices, village committees, neighborhood committees, and police stations if they have living needs such as water, electricity, gas, medical care, and psychological counseling. Call the mayor's service hotline 12345 uniformly, and we will dispatch orders as soon as possible based on your area location information."

"All Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan compatriots, if you have the above needs, you can ask for help from the administrative agency of the special zone, the liaison office of the special zone, the city, county, township, community, village and other dispatched agencies for help, or call—"

"Party members and the people's army will always maintain an advanced nature, charge forward, share the worries of the people, never forget the original intention, and keep in mind the mission."

"We will overcome the difficulties and look forward to the return of our loved ones."

Nan Zhou listened for a long time with his ears pricked up.

Until the old policeman returned from negotiating with the inspector, he did not sit across from him. He put a cup of hot water in front of him, pulled a chair by himself, sat beside him, looked him in the eye, and sipped warmly. Taking a sip of tea, speaking in a soft tone, he criticized: "You are young, with such a good appearance, why are you dying?"

Nan Zhou sat on a soft swivel chair, put his hands on his knees, and sat upright: "I'm not going to die."

The old police officer held up the photos on his mobile phone and said in disbelief, "I took them for you."

Looking at himself looking for death in the photo, Nan Zhou insisted, "I'm looking for someone."

Hearing this, the old police officer's withered orange-peel-like face moved slightly, and he swiped twice on his mobile phone, and saw the actual evidence of Nanzhou's sabotage: "The person you are looking for, is the surname Jiang?"

Nan Zhou nodded: "Yeah."

The old policeman coughed and pulled his chair forward.

These days, he has seen many people who are anxious to find relatives and friends, and are willing to do anything out of the ordinary.

He comforted Nan Zhou and said: "Don't do stupid things, people will always come back. If you know that you are looking for life and death, will you laugh at you?"

Nan Zhou was very honest: "Yeah. It's a joke."

He added: "And the person has returned."

The old police officer gave him a sympathetic look.

This child is afraid that he has got into a dead end, and he is almost in trouble.

He patted his shoulder twice familiarly, felt the extremely elastic muscles, and said with a snort, "Okay. Get ready, you may have to pay a fine."

Nanzhou: "..."

The police officer glanced at him: "Although it is chaotic now, the rules are not broken. Young man, I hope that poster is not expensive."

He made a few phone calls, contacted the person in charge of the commercial building, went through a few hands, contacted the advertiser, informed them of the damage to the poster, and tried to inquire about the price.

After hanging up the phone, the old police officer breathed a sigh of relief: "People say that you won't be held accountable, but young man, your behavior is not beautiful, so you can't do it in the future. You know this is a violation of the Public Security Management Law."

Nanzhou seems to understand but not understand.

The old police officer bowed his head: "Leave a contact information."

Nan Zhou said honestly, "I don't have any contact information."

Old police officer: "...the contact information of your family?"

Nan Zhou: "My family can't find it now."

Old police officer: "..." Come on, let's observe and observe, lest you leave here rashly, and this silly boy slaps his ass and goes somewhere to commit suicide.

He closed the cap of the pen: "Let's write a 500-word self-criticism first."

Nan Zhou: "...???"

The old policeman took a pen and paper for him, put it in front of his eyes, saw that he was facing a blank piece of paper, and wrote the word "review" in the title position squarely, and sighed slightly.

...a kid about the same age as his granddaughter.

He also lost a young granddaughter.

Thinking of this, the old police officer felt a sense of compassion spontaneously.

He walked behind Nan Zhou: "Have you had dinner yet?"

Nan Zhou: "No."

Including the single-player line + double-player line in the [Ant] dungeon, he should have been without water for more than 30 hours.

Old police officer: "Uncle, here are instant noodles, have a bite?"

Nan Zhou obediently said, "Yes."

The old policeman sighed.

Such an obedient boy can't think about it for a while. It would be a pity if something went wrong.

Holding the teacup, when he turned around to leave, he heard Nan Zhou ask, "Where is City C?"

"Hey, it's more than 1000 kilometers away." The old policeman turned to him and asked him, "Is there any relatives in City C?"

Nan Zhou let out an "ah", feeling rather vague about the concept of distance.

He buried his head in thought for a while, but gradually became tired.

Nan Zhou raised his head and said politely, "I'm sleepy. Uncle, can I sleep here for a while? I'll write when I wake up."

The old police officer looked at his pretty face, and his love grew stronger: "Sleep after eating."

……

In the workers' stadium in City C, the chaos subsided.

Due to the recent serial disappearances, the originally scheduled concerts and related events in the stadium were cancelled, the automatic rolling gates at the entrances and exits were all lowered, and a large lock was hung from the outside, sealing them firmly in the stadium .

After all the players came back from the dead, of course, they were united and returned home like an arrow.

Seeing a player who couldn't get out for a while and didn't throw away his mobile phone, the first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone and contact his family.

Unfortunately, there is a signal blocking base station nearby.

The signal bars for all mobile devices are empty.

After experiencing the initial restlessness, everyone gradually settled down.

They came from all over the world, even if they rushed out like this, they couldn't buy a ticket to go home immediately.

Beyond the catharsis, most voices were asking excitedly, "Are we really back?"

"They... just let us go back like this?"

"Those...those things, will they come again later?"

Yi Shuige crossed Erlang's legs and commented: "It's quite cunning."

Xie Xiangyu who was beside him rarely agreed with him: "Bad means."

After Chen Suye made his wish, within 3 minutes, Yi Shuige, who was at the height of the signal tower, felt his eyes go dark.

The Gaowei people stunned all the players and threw them back without giving them any psychological preparation.

Rather than process everything methodically and send them back.

I'm afraid, they just want to take advantage of such a sudden gap to artificially create uneasiness and doubts in the players' hearts.

Are they still in the game?

Will the high-dimensional people make a comeback?

Are they forever trapped in a simulated copy without knowing it?

This kind of indeterminate suspicion is enough to drive people with weak spiritual will crazy.

Of course, except for Yi Shuige.

He is quite open-minded.

No matter how high-dimensional people are fooled by the "Cube Ark" and the others, they always have an advantage.

This is also their arrogant capital.

Who would care about the "ants" in a game?

However, high-dimensional people also have the right to be cautious. Maybe they violated the wish of the "Cubic Ark" and threw them into a virtual world, making them think that they had returned to the earth.

But so what?

Isn't life itself a long, boring copy with occasional ups and downs?

Yi Shuige glanced out of the corner of his eye, and met his eyes with a man who was a dozen steps away from him, in the direction of eleven o'clock.

Yi Shuige raised his eyebrows and waved at him enthusiastically.

The man was startled, looked away, turned his head hastily, and a clump of hair on the back of his neck exploded.

Xie Xiangyu was curious: "Acquaintance?"

Yi Shuige: "That's not true, a rapist."

Xie Xiangyu: "...?"

Yi Shuige said relaxedly, "I was slaughtered once."

Xie Xiangyu snorted coldly: "Oh, so it's your kind."

Yi Shuige's face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat: "Hey, the two of us can be considered adulterers after all."

Xie Xiangyu spat at him.

Yi Shuige smiled and lowered his head to search his pocket.

Xie Xiangyu's thigh felt sore, he instinctively shrunk his hips, moved to the side, and roared fiercely, "What are you going to do?!"

Whenever he shows this expression, it means that he is going to use something unscrupulous to adjust him.

But Xie Xiangyu's cheeks flushed when he saw the things spread out in his palm.

"My address is in Yuxin Homeland, Building 2, Building 3, Room 801, in the High-tech Zone of S City. I bought it with all my own money, and it's not far from your university." Yi Shuige said, "Here, a spare key. From Monday to Sunday, whenever you miss me, come and see me. I think you can do it too."

In order to cover up the embarrassment of having no money here, Xie Xiangyu scolded: "Who would miss you?"

Yi Shuige raised his hand and patted his tailbone generously.

A current went straight from the tailbone to the back of the neck, making his legs go limp.

Xie Xiangyu subconsciously blurted out: "Be honest! I'll call the police, believe it or not?!"

After he finished speaking, he felt ashamed to slap himself.

"It's best to have this kind of awareness." Yi Shuige smiled, "We must continue to cultivate such a good legal awareness in the future."

As the two teased and bickered, small skirmishes continued to erupt.

After discovering that they couldn't leave the stadium for a while, many people began to dig through the old accounts in the dungeon.

Although some people spontaneously maintain order, they cannot do everything.

On the east stand, a foreigner was being grabbed by the collar and beaten by a group of foreigners who were also tall-nosed and deep-eyed.

But Yi Shuige, who also offended the criminals in the big ticket game, just sat here so upright, no one dared to come up to him to seek bad luck.

Xie Xiangyu began to look around.

Yi Shuige asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Xie Xiangyu: "Have you seen Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang?"

He still has a little obsession with Nanzhou.

There should also be many people in the copy who want to thank them.

But he waited and watched for a long time, but he couldn't accurately find the two people among so many faces.

"I saw Li Yinhang with a man just now." Yi Shuige propped his chin, "Jiang Fang and Nan Zhou are not with her."

Xie Xiangyu: "Then..."

Yi Shuige smiled, and shrugged indifferently: "We will meet each other if we are destined, right?"

This sudden noise naturally attracted the attention of residents living around the stadium.

Someone called the emergency hotline to complain.

The person in charge of guarding the stadium yawned, opened the central control system with his fingerprints, and unlocked the closed double door locks of the stadium to check the situation.

creak-

creak-

Hearing the sound of the four rolling gates being rolled up at the same time, the stadium suddenly became silent.

Holding a huge power-generating flashlight, the old man staggered in and turned on the emergency headlights of the stadium.

thump——

The filament hummed and burned, and the blazing and warm light, like the sun, poured scorching light on everyone.

A moth came looking for the light and landed on the edge of the headlight.

The old man squinted his eyes and saw clearly the tens of thousands of people who filled the stadium.

The flashlight in his hand fell to the ground, he opened his mouth, and let out a sigh: "My God..."

……

In the early morning, the veteran police officer received a call from his superiors, asking if there was a person named "Nan Zhou" staying at the police station.

After confirming that he was still there, the superior asked him to find two helpers to clear the basketball court behind the police station and remove the basketball hoop.

The old policeman didn't understand what he meant, but he did it anyway.

About an hour later, a helicopter swung away the dust and landed on the half court of the basketball court.

Immediately afterwards, the second car also came down.

Such a spectacular scene, the old police officer has only seen in movies.

He nearly popped his eyeballs out.

Two teams of soldiers in military uniforms filed down from the helicopter.

It was He Yinchuan who took the lead.

He saluted the bewildered old policeman, dressed in travel and dust: "Excuse me, where is Nanzhou? We have detected that his ID has been used here."

The old police officer glanced at the two teams of soldiers with well-groomed appearance behind him, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thought of the handsome young man sleeping in the lounge with all his clothes on, and tentatively asked: "Is he a wanted criminal? "

"No. He is..." He Yinchuan thought for a while and answered seriously, "He is a hero."