There are always bad people who want to harm the family [Comprehensive]

She glanced at him over her head, as if she wanted to say something, but thinking of this occasion, she turned her back.

"Where did you go?" Alia asked in a low voice.

"Uh..." He got stuck again, his eyes rolling wildly.

Aliya stopped asking at all, moved a little to the side, and gave way to Owen.After Mr. Heidi finished his speech, everyone began to go forward to offer flowers.She silently followed behind Professor Phelan, and Owen followed her consciously.

Halfway through, she stopped suddenly.As if sensing something, she turned around.A few walls away, with her not-so-ideal height, she still saw... There was a young man wearing a black scarf instead of the unchanging three-piece suit standing behind, carrying a A big bag, one hand in the pocket, the other half raised, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw her turn around, he closed his mouth again and smiled at her .

A glance of ten thousand years... She suddenly felt that the world was still, motionless, truly frozen, only him and her, across the centuries, engraved in each other's eyes.

"S...r?" Aliya also opened her mouth, but without making a sound, she also smiled at him.

In the cold wind, the two looked at each other quietly.She stood still, and Owen, who was following her, was also forced to stop, looked at her suspiciously, and followed her gaze to look back.But there were too many people following him, and he, who was a little socially handicapped, was a little dazed and wanted to look back, but he hesitated because he couldn't find the answer.

"Follow." Professor Phelan looked back at him, frowning.

Owen hesitated for a moment, and could only follow through.Therefore, he failed to find someone who was different from them even though he was wearing a black suit.At least in someone's eyes, it will never be the same.

Reid walked towards her, his hair was messed up by the wind, the new stubble on his face hadn't been shaved yet, and the dark circles under his eyes seemed to be getting worse, and his lips were a little white.

"Case solved?" Aliya looked at him, her boy, her man, took her hand.With such a simple action, her heart, which had been restless all the way since she learned the time of the funeral, suddenly settled down.

He nodded and wrapped her palm in his own.Obviously she was dressed thickly, but her hands were colder than his.Thinking of this, his hands tightened again.

After staying up for a few nights to solve the case, he rushed here without stopping, and he could only carry his luggage on his back.Although he looked a bit embarrassed, he managed to catch up and didn't let her face it alone.

Someone next to him handed him a flower. After politely thanking Reid, he took it and went forward with Alia.

When it was their turn, the coffin was covered with white roses.Mr. Heidi seems to pin all his thoughts on his beloved daughter on this, wishing to sweep away all the white roses in New York, so that they can sleep peacefully with his daughter.

They gently put the flowers on their hands in the corner.A gust of wind came, sand was blown into her eyes, Aliya rubbed it twice vigorously, took a last look at the coffin, and then backed away silently.

After everyone retreated, the coffin was moved into the pit.The shovel shoveled the soil and filled it in, covering the coffin, covering the roses... and finally leveling with the grass.Perhaps in the near future, tender grass will grow on it, and no matter how dry and prosperous the grass changes, it will drown out the vicissitudes of life in the soil.

"You were right in not letting me see Sarah for the last time that day."

Alicia leaned her head gently on Reid's arm, "Now, when I close my eyes, I still remember Sarah's smile. She is very beautiful, and she has always been so beautiful."

In fact, whether you look at it or not, the result is the same—people cannot be resurrected after death, and she can neither revive Sarah nor kill McCann Reeve again.

However, with her character, if she really saw the appearance of Sarah who was tortured to death, she would be afraid that she would live in that nightmare for the rest of her life, and would not see the light of day in pain and self-blame.Without looking, even she can guess the appearance of the person under the white cloth and in the coffin, but now——

"I have hatred in my heart, but it will not become the whole of my life." She can still carry a beautiful vision and the best memories with Sarah, instead of being red-eyed by hatred and disowned by her six relatives.

L is trying to drive her crazy?Forced her to live tremblingly in the shadows for the rest of her life?

But she doesn't.She won't escape, won't hide, she just wants to stand upright in the sun and live every day.

After most of the people had dispersed, Aliya had the opportunity to hold Reid's hand and came to the tombstone as she wished. She turned her head and looked at him: "You know what? I once told Sarah that I would come to Kuang Tico, she said I must have been kicked in the brain by a donkey."

Reid looked at her in surprise, not understanding why anyone would have such a big prejudice against Quantico.

"I told her that the reason why I go there is because the person I like is there. He is like a light, which makes my world colorful, and makes me understand that where there is him, there is a way for me to go. .”

Apart from "I love you", it was the first time he had heard such beautiful love words from Aliya. Reid was a little moved, and the blush slowly spread on his face - even though he was not the first person to hear these words, he even felt that these simple words were more moving than all the love poems he had recited people.

But Aliya smiled mischievously at him: "Actually, that was just something I made up at the time."

Breathing heavily, Reid stared at her with wide-eyed eyes.

However, in the next second, I heard her say again: "At that time, my love for you was more like yearning and dependence than love. Because I have a feeling that anyone in this world may hurt me, Only you can't. Therefore, I can't help but get close to you, and only by your side can I feel the security that I haven't seen for a long time."

"But the more I get in touch with you, the more I find myself loving you. I used to hide from the whole world, only willing to be close to you. But now, I am willing to embrace the world for you. You are my light, but I also I hope to be your light and spend the tens of thousands of days and nights with you in the future."

She took his hand and shook it, as if acting coquettishly, her voice was a little long because she could slow down: "I also told Sarah that next time, I will bring him to you, you will definitely like it fuck her."

"Now I do."

—Sarah, did you see that?he came.I did it, I kept the promise...

She turned her head and looked at the tombstone, her eyes were bent with a smile, but tears flowed down the corners of her eyes. Reid pulled her closer to his arms, hugged her gently, and looked at the cold stone tomb.

He was glad that he had come and caught up.

"Hi, Sarah. I'm rreid, Aaliyah's boyfriend." He introduced himself mentally.He knew that the woman whose name was engraved on it had already fallen asleep underground, but she would live in their hearts forever.

The November wind was blowing in this silent wasteland, and it was still a bit cool.After wiping her tears away, Reid pulled off the scarf, wrapped it around her neck, and helped her tighten her coat.

At this moment, the professor had already left, and Owen, who had no restraint, also came to him at this time.

"Alia..."

Originally, he only saw Alia, and immediately strode over excitedly, but when he saw clearly that there was another man beside him, especially when he saw how intimate the two were, he suddenly got stuck when he was speaking ordinary words, and was so surprised that With a face, the expression suddenly became a little ferocious,

"Who is he?!"

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Fuck, what's the matter with this swollen tone of rape (ノo优o)ノ彡┻━┻

Alicia was startled.She was really scared by Owen a lot today. Is it because she is always distracted and inattentive, or has not seen her for a few months, and this old friend has changed a lot?

"My boyfriend rreid." But she quickly forced herself to calm down and introduced them to each other, "r, this is my classmate at New York University, Owen Madden."

No matter how low the EQ is, when facing a rival in love, reid is obviously much more sensitive than this stupid girl.When he looked at this Owen Madden, he frowned slightly and unconsciously profiled him.

"Hello." Seeing that the other party has social barriers and seems to have no intention of showing affection, Reid chose to say hello.

"You have a boyfriend?" Owen turned to Alia without even looking at Reid, with obvious grief and anger in his eyes.

"...Yes." Such an outburst of emotion was too strong, no matter how slow she was in this respect, she should have responded.But more is still silent.

Aaliyah suddenly remembered that Sarah once said that Owen Madden liked her when she was drunk.At that time, she just thought it was a joke, after all, if you want to like it, you should also like the big beauty Sarah, not her diao fan.I didn't expect... is it true?

But she really couldn't think of how to explain it clearly without hurting her suspected suitor as much as possible.Or, does she have anything to explain (#￣～￣#)?When did she give him this illusion?

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Madden." Reid took a step forward at this moment, just blocking Owen's vision of Alia, and stretched out his hand to him.

Owen suddenly withdrew his gaze and gave him a hard look.He wasn't short in stature, but because of his long-term hunchback, he looked a little lower than Reid, so his stare naturally lacked momentum.

"Alia, I'll take you home." He clenched his fists tightly, turning a blind eye to Reid's outstretched hand.

"Thank you, but my boyfriend is here, and I want to go back with him." The scene was suddenly awkward, and Manhattan, which had been away for several months, was really full of surprises.Alicia felt completely out of place.

When she was about to say something more, Owen had already covered his face and ran away, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

"I..." Alia was really at a loss for words. She turned to Reid, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, she could only sigh, "Fortunately, I took out the luggage at that time."

She only brought a few clothes, and it was very easy to pull them away.At that time, I suddenly thought about it, took out the luggage from the trunk, and deposited it at the entrance of the cemetery.Thinking about it now, I really want to thank my so-called sharp intuition and resilience... Bah!If this is the case, things will develop to this point?

"He seems to have a problem." Reid didn't understand her intention to change the topic, frowned and said.

he is somewhat...

"Owen is very good, but he is prone to fragmentation and distraction, so he can't talk to people around him." Alia hinted cryptically, "Sarah and I were his best friends in college."

After all, after his performance of not being gregarious at all, it seems that these two friends are the only ones left.But now that Sarah is gone, the two of them seem to be more than just friends, which is really a headache.

"He needs help, his mental state is worse than you think." Reid was still a little worried.

"No one wants to admit that they are sick." Alicia sighed, but she agreed with Reid, "I will find a chance to tell him."

Send an email, or a text message, she is a little scared to see Owen now.Besides, she didn't plan to stay in Manhattan for too long when she came back this time.Owen couldn't see her, so he should be able to calm down. It will be much better when we meet again in a few months. I didn't say a few words at first, even when the three of us were together, Owen was shy. Never take the initiative to speak.Most likely Sarah was pulling her, and he was running after them.Where can such feelings go?

Of course, Aaliyah in a few months' time will definitely want to kill her innocent self now.However, that's another story.

"Are you on vacation now?" After getting back their luggage, the two walked out of the cemetery holding hands.

"There's going to be a day or two off." The rest of the group was back in Quantico, where he had flown directly from Missouri.

"Then where are you going to live?"

Reid turned his head to look over, and saw a certain little fox laughing so hard that his eyes crooked, his mood improved, and he learned to joke: "Is there any place to recommend?"

"Of course there is, but the rent is a bit expensive, I'm afraid you can't afford it." The guy who succeeded smiled more and more happily, "You have to pay for it! Hey, don't think too much, just help me with some work."

She planned to take this opportunity to clean the whole house, including the room belonging to the Williams couple who hadn't been in these few years.

However, after bringing her little boyfriend home, she didn't have the heart to ask him to do anything.After tidying up his room, Aliya asked him to go to rest first, and then changed into his home clothes and started cleaning.

She planned to start from the attic and work her way down.Notably, she found a card on a windowsill in the attic.It is brand new, and the nearby dust has also been wiped, leaving a clean area that looks out of place with the surroundings.There are two lines of beautiful handwriting on it——

"r.

the black heart still beats."

There is no signature on the card, and even it is just a rectangle slightly larger than the palm of the hand cut out of the cardboard, but from the hollow pattern carved on it, as well as the font and words on it, Aliya knows who it is What was left to her—and only he, or they, could know immediately when she returned to Manhattan, be able to understand what was happening around her, and be able to maintain a safe distance without disturbing each other and being aware of each other's existence.

"No matter how dark the heart is, it will still beat." What's more, when she has not completely fallen into the darkness, she can meet the person who connects her to the world.In fact, this is telling her not to live in the past, but to cherish happiness, right?

"Thank you." Aliya solemnly hid the card before returning to the attic to clean it again.This time she was more motivated, and when Reid woke up, she had already tidied up the attic and cooked a simple meal.

"Let me guess, the smell of food woke you up?" There was a sound on the stairs, and Aliya turned her head.Reid Bao, who just woke up, seemed to be unable to open her eyes, yawning slowly and going downstairs in her bathrobe.

A certain large dog hugged her from behind, its beard was still unshaven, and it tickled her skin, but it rubbed it without knowing it.

"Did you forget that you are now in Manhattan, my home?" Although she was teasing like this, she turned around and gave him a close kiss.

"I remembered it when I got out of bed." He kissed back habitually.

The couple in the passionate period lingered for a while before returning to the dinner table.Aliya had prepared milk for them both, warmed in a water bath, which was better for the stomach.

"You have a lot of psychology books in your room." He also found that the layout of her bedroom seemed to have not been updated four years ago.

Alia froze for a moment, then raised her head and glanced carefully at Reid, and was relieved when she found that he had no special expression.

"It was collected after I moved in, from the age of 9, until now." When I put a profiler in my house, I really should think clearly, "At first, I wanted to know what disease I had, and then After I started playing games, I stopped studying. After a period of interruption, I took psychology as an elective half a year ago.” At that time, it was because of him that I regained my interest.

"I'm not profiling you," Reid pursed his lips. He saw that his words made the other party uneasy, and immediately explained, "I'm just curious."

Because according to the dust on the books and the year of publication, the time they were placed varies quite a lot.Now listen to Aaliyah, she started reading introductory psychology at 9 years old and consciously transcribed it? ——On the delicate mood of finding out that the other party is a (false) genius or academic master after successfully sleeping in his girlfriend's room.

"Don't forget to finish the meal and help me clean up the house together." Alia put away the dishes and chopsticks, threw them in the sink, and then pushed Reid Bao over, "You wash the dishes first. Let me think about it There are certain places that need to be cleaned. Alas, the house is too big and it is difficult, and we only come back for a few days. When we go back next time, it will definitely be dusty again. "

Reid looked at the greasy plates in the water and resigned himself to his fate.It was like that back in Virginia, Aliya didn't dislike cooking, she even liked it, but she hated washing dishes and the like, but whenever he was at home, she definitely reserved them for him.

However, he had no reason to refuse.After Aliya planned, he put the dishes in the sterilizer too.

"Go to my adoptive parents' room. The curtains and quilts can be washed until tomorrow. Let's wipe the floor and the table first."

I haven't been in it for four years, and other than closing the doors and windows, I haven't taken any other dust-proof measures.When Aliya opened the door with the key, she was choked with dust all of a sudden.

"I really failed." There were still tears in her eyes from sneezing, and she looked sideways at the dusty room.

If she hadn't met them, if not, she didn't know how long she would have to escape.

"You are already stronger than me." Reid patted her head, looked at the dark room with her, and found the switch.The light that hadn't been powered on for a long time flickered and then turned on—it seemed to be the strongest, although it was much dimmer than the lights in the corridor.

"Alia, you know, my mother, I write to her every day." After we got together, he once mentioned it to her, but not in detail, "to make up for the guilt that I haven't visited her all the time." .”

A few days ago, he went there once, but he just stood at the door and looked at her from a distance. He asked the doctor to send her a gift, but he didn't let her see him.

"I sent her to the mental hospital with my own hands." He bit the word "by my own hands" very hard.

He thought he was doing the right thing, because of his mother's illness, his father would leave them, and he would have such a lonely and gloomy childhood, and she could get the best care and treatment there.But on the other hand, he couldn't let go of the guilt - he knew that his mother didn't like it there, but he did it anyway.This contradiction has always made him suffer, so he is a coward, he dare not see her.

It is precisely because of this that he admires Alia, that she can come out, open this door, and examine herself bravely.As an excellent profiler, he is very clear about the purpose of Aaliyah's proposed cleaning-this is not just a simple clean-up.But he apparently forgot who gave her the courage to face the past.

Arya would not forget, though, and she would remind him.

Holding his hand, she narrowed her eyes and asked, "Have you finished writing today's letter?"

"It's finished on the plane." He nodded, "I also mentioned at the end of the letter that I would come to Manhattan to see you."

"I have always mentioned you to my mother and told her everything about us." When he said this, his expression was much gentler.

"Then when are you going to take me to see her?" Seeing him in the pit, Aliya stepped up to fill the soil, "For me, not for you. Don't you just plan to let me be the girl on the letter for the rest of my life?" ?"

Reid was stunned, but seeing that Aliya's tears hadn't disappeared, he forced a big smile on his face, and a corner of his heart slowly became warm, even a little hot.

"You're right." His mother will love Aaliyah, he's confident, "Let's clean first." He's had a round, but she hasn't had a day, and she'd better go to bed early tonight .

The two went to look for masks, put them on before re-entering. Reid first went to open the window to let the air out.Under the relatively yellow light, they took off the curtains and quilts and put them in the basin.Then fetched water and came back to wipe the table.

"This is you?" There are many photos on the bookshelf, and after wiping off the dust, there are smiling faces.

Aliya leaned over to look, "This is when I was 12 years old, and that was when I was 9 years old. It seems that my face hasn't changed much." Over the years, at most, the face has been elongated a little.

"These photos are not the only ones. They are keen on taking pictures, and they take a family portrait almost every year." She searched, but still couldn't find the one when she was 16, so she had to give up.

The most recent one was taken when she was 15 years old. She pointed to the man with black hair and black eyes on the right side of the photo, "Thomas Williams, my adoptive father. He was a family-oriented businessman. What I wanted before, He will help me bring back as much as possible. Including those books, and those accessories in my room."

Then there's the brown-haired, black-eyed woman on the left, "Lauren Williams, my adoptive mother. She is a gentle woman who loves to travel. If it hadn't been for the accident when she was young, she would have had a healthy child." .This is why they adopted me. I never asked them, but probably because I have similar hair color and eye color to them, especially my adoptive father."

Reid turned his head to the side and saw Alia holding the photo in his arms, his body trembling slightly.He knew what she was thinking.Sighing, he reached out and took her into his arms.

"I miss them very much." They are the first people she sees after crossing, and they are also the people who are the closest and spend the longest time together. "After so many years, I can finally say this."

Aliya leaned on Reid's chest, took the photo frame and wiped it over and over again, picked out all the dirty things stuck in the gap with a cloth, and put them back in place.

"Let's go tomorrow..." To visit the grave, and then we can go to see his mother in the nursing home in Las Vegas... But before he could say it, Reid's cell phone rang.

"Reid, we found him!" Man's voice came through the receiver, completely breaking the peace that the young couple had finally stolen.

50|5.30||

The plan to meet the parents was not on the agenda.Early the next morning, Alia and Reid rushed back to Quantico by flight.

Therefore, not long after, Professor Owen and Professor Phelan who came to visit rushed to the empty door one after another.

Of course, this is for another day.Since they didn't contact Alia beforehand or afterwards, it's unlikely that she would know for the time being as she was sitting in the office waiting for the result.

As soon as Reid returned to the bau, he went to the meeting room.The others were already there waiting for him.

"Hotch went to Strauss to apply. This matter is more complicated than we imagined, so we need to go through some procedures." JJ explained the reason for the lack of people, "I went to the victim to understand the situation." And Man and Elle just After interrogating the suspect, Garcia waited for magic consultation in her magic house.

"We found Michael Geron." It was the new moderator of the perverted forum who had a penchant for collecting living teeth.

Man winked at him: "But you must have no idea what else we found."

Frowning involuntarily, Reid looked at him anxiously.

The scope of this question is too wide, and the element of luck accounts for the vast majority, so it is impossible to succeed easily by guessing.Still jj was kind-hearted, and directly revealed the answer: "We also found a man in that guy's basement, Pete Lloyd."

"Perhaps in other words, you will know who he is." When Reid was filtering the names in his mind, Elle also spoke, "One of the developers of '', the core program of the game is most likely from his hand .”

"When we kicked open the door of Michael Jaylen's house, he looked flustered. After being subdued, his eyes kept looking in the direction of the kitchen." In fact, the only person who kicked the door was man, but he was enough.

Don't look at the arrogance of perverts when they commit crimes. Once they encounter the police, these people with psychological or physical defects will probably lose their way.Michael Jaylen is no exception.

Especially since he recently became a moderator, full of self-confidence and thinking that he is omnipotent, but in fact he has to jump for a few minutes to kill a chicken, not to mention imprisoning more than one people.

"We opened the freezer and found bloody teeth inside. The four central incisors, the front teeth, and the two lateral incisors were all fresh, and we think they came from the same person." It's not hard to tell.

It was Elle who followed Man's words, because she also felt deeply.At that time, Man opened the refrigerator, and she keenly noticed Michael Jaylen's little restless eyes, and turned to open the cabinet on one side.The result is...disgusting.

"He used his teeth as a collection. He even picked some and made them into dentures. Yes, Michael Jaylen's own teeth had already rotted into a puddle of rot. He couldn't live without dentures. "

Elle remembered the feeling when she opened the cabinet. It's not that she has never been exposed to more disgusting things, but she is still not used to them.Because she knew that those teeth were real, and they were broken from the mouths of living people—those bloody tools were randomly placed beside them, and they were also in a complete range.

Apparently, this guy has a fascination with living teeth, and seems to think that only healthy teeth broken from living people's mouths can save his rotten teeth.

However, the tooth broken from the mouth of a living person loses its "life", and Michael Jaylen is not satisfied with this.He kept looking for opportunities to break his teeth, collect them, throw them aside, break them again, and collect them again...he entered into a not-so-good cycle, and he never got tired of it.

Being a forum moderator was an opportunity, and he realized he needed some "change," so the hapless homeless Pete Lloyd, who emerged from a cave somewhere, became his living dental clinic. one.Pull out two if you are in a good mood, and two if you are in a bad mood-well, this has nothing to do with mood, it is just a typical mental illness.

However, Pete's lifespan was extended a bit by the presence of the first few more unfortunate mice.After each tooth extraction, Michael Jaylen would help him stop the bleeding.After all, Michael can only ensure that the teeth are "healthy" if Pete is alive.

And when they found Pete Lloyd, who had been imprisoned for an unknown amount of time in the basement, the poor creature's skin was festered, he was a little delirious, and his speech was completely leaking—his front teeth were all covered by Michael Put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh and convenient to play with anytime.

"Where is Pete Lloyd now?" Reid asked.

"Go talk to him. ptsd," Man made a "you understand" expression to him, and pointed to his brain, "He has improved a lot, but his mood is still very unstable, and now he needs to stay in the hospital for observation."

What the hell happened four years ago?Why does the game code have the hidden information of "sos", while the core management of the forum and "" disappeared overnight?As an elite programmer, and most likely the person who personally concealed that piece of information, what happened to Pete Lloyd in the past four years, and how did it fall into the hands of Michael Jaylen?

All of this, perhaps after returning, can have a rough outline.

And in fact, it should be.

Conorth Stamford Hospital, Virginia.

Due to his masochistic tendencies, Pete Lloyd in the hospital bed had been tied to the bed before. When he arrived, the nurse had already given him a tranquilizer, so he looked quite normal, except for the mouth. Because of the dilator, the muscles are stiff, and the mouth cannot be completely closed, so that the saliva will hang down the corner of the mouth.

Raising his eyebrows, he walked to his bed and sat down, and briefly introduced himself.

Before that, Pete reflexively wanted to hide, but pressed his shoulder: "Trust me, you are safe. No one can hurt you anymore."

"We need you to answer a few questions," he took out the document and turned to a certain page, "Peter Lloyd?"

The person on the bed opened his mouth and said "ah" twice, his expression was still full of guard, and his whole body was tense.

But as if he didn't notice, he continued: "Computer genius. He was exceptionally admitted to Stanford University at the age of 15. It took only half the time for ordinary people to complete undergraduate courses and continue his studies. But after you have participated in a few competitions after graduation , and disappeared for 15 years.”

Pete's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked like a monster.

"Four years ago, there was a game, '', the last patch was updated. After the source code above was extracted, screened and reorganized, this message appeared." Put the screenshot of "sos" made up of the code in that chapter into the In the position between him and Pete, "Did you leave it?"

"Did you decipher it?" Staring at the picture, Pete asked with difficulty in an extremely strange accent due to his teeth leaking.

"It's not me, I don't have this ability, but our team has talents in this area." He refers to Garcia, "She is also a genius, and now she is working for the FBI."

"Why didn't you see it earlier?" Pete's hands were tightly grasped on the quilt, a strong sadness and anger surged in his world, and he even forgot about his toothache, "What's the use now? It's too late, it's all over, everyone is dead..."

"Peter, you're still alive, so it's not too late." Just sitting on a chair in an ordinary way can give people a sense of stability, as if in this world, you can't find a reason not to believe him, "We Need your help to catch them."

Pete was silent.The side effect of the sedative made his upper and lower eyelids fight.His head was a mess—the 15 years of his disappearance, and especially the four years since, had transformed him from a brisk, ambitious genius to a cripple who couldn't hold his head up and spit obscenely.

He is no longer a halo, and it can even be said that he has lost everything, and his thinking ability has degraded to the point where it is inferior to ordinary people.He found that he had been in a daze for a long time, but he didn't think of a reason at all, and instead of urging him, he looked at him with trusting and tolerant eyes.

Pete unconsciously became dazed again, and pictures flashed through his mind one after another.

"After graduation, I chose to start a business," he said.

At that time, he had been proud for more than 20 years, and never thought of being inferior to others.So, I simply found a few people to set up a company in partnership, and then came back to do the project.

"In the second year when I started to improve, someone contacted me by email, saying that there is a game programming design that needs to be teamed up. The condition is that in order to prevent leaks, you must work in the place specified by him until the game is officially launched." The muscles on Pete's face twitched, and the saliva dripped again without noticing it.

Handed him a tissue, and continued to listen to him say: "He paid a lot of money, which is too much needed for our start-up company, I am tempted. After a few weeks, I sent part of the code design to After him, I received a reply and a deposit a few days later. I took the whole team to the address he sent."

But when they arrived, they found it was an empty house, felt something was wrong, and were attacked when they tried to leave.After waking up, they found themselves in a place without windows. They were threatened to cooperate, otherwise not only their own lives would be in danger, but also their family members would be accumulated.

After they actually joined the so-called game design team, they discovered that there were many people who were tricked over like them.They were deprived of their names and had no personal freedom. They were like animals in captivity. They only had numbers, and a group of people with guns stood by and watched them all the time.

"Is this game ''?" asked.

Pete was stunned for a while, then nodded: "In the beginning, we tried to resist, go on strike, or bury bugs in the game, but they were all..."

As if recalling something terrible, he trembled, and then tried to