Chapter 103 Tingqi
Ning Zhe put on his coat and transformed into a decadent middle-aged man with unshaven beard. He took cash and walked into the streets of the old city of Yundu City and walked into an Internet cafe.
There are not many places that still use the term "Internet cafe", and most of them have been replaced by more large-scale and high-end e-sports Internet cafes. Only some black Internet cafes hidden in the streets still insist on operating according to the old model. The main user group of these small Internet cafes are underage students who are rejected by regular Internet cafes because they do not have ID cards.
And social idlers like Liu Hongzhi who have no serious job and little money.
Ning Zhe walked into the Internet cafe and turned on a machine. The network administrator accepted the cash and silently gave change without raising his head. Ning Zhe had greasy hair, messy stubble, deep sunken dark circles under his eyes, and a sallow complexion. His complexion didn't make him say another word, it was just ordinary at the moment.
The customers don't mind the poor computer configuration and poor environment of this shabby Internet cafe, and the network management naturally doesn't mind the poor image of the customers either.
Sitting on the chair, the faint smell of tobacco oil hit his face. Ning Zhe pressed the power button, and the win logo on the screen rotated for several minutes before entering the desktop.
Following the newly acquired memory, Ning Zhe created a new blank document in the file manager, and quickly typed out a line starting with S, L, using a keyboard covered with soot and potato chips. An oddly formatted website address at the end.
This is the access address of Shengge Network that Lan Shiwen knows.
Press Enter, and the address typed in the blank document will jump automatically without going through the browser. A 720×720 standard window will be opened under the mouse pointer. The black and white monochrome interface is extremely simple, and there is no The complicated information, stiff text layout and default boldface look like an ancient online community.
Use the username and password in Ziqian's memory to log in to the network, and a new pinned post appears at the top of the window.
[The remnants of the Yin family appear in Yundu City]
Ning Zhe moved the mouse pointer below the title and expanded the post content. The poster was Lan Shiwen. The post content was very brief and listed Several photos and personal information confirmed to be descendants of the Yin family reminded those who were promoted in the area near Yundu to pay more attention.
Lan Shiwen said in the pinned post that no matter who is promoted, as long as he encounters the Yin family listed in the post, he can directly kill him. He will not interfere with the murderer's promotion from the Yin family. If future generations get something from them, they will contact someone to help with the aftermath.
He only needs to get the news that the remnant of the Yin family is dead, but nothing else.
Although it is a pinned post, there are still very few replies below it, which shows that the willingness to communicate among those who have been promoted is not very high.
Ning Zhe turned the wheel to the end and saw only a few people discussing the situation after the death of 'Wu Tong' and complaining about how these aristocratic families were like cockroaches and had been killing them for decades. Before he was completely killed, he responded violently.
Collapse the pinned post. There is an eye-catching dot on the blank avatar in the upper right corner of the forum interface, which seems to be unread messages from the time when Yu Ziqian was not logged in.
Ning Zhe clicked on the unread message, which was a private message sent to Yu Ziqian by several other users.
[Cure Evil]: [The folk customs in Qinzhou are fierce, be careful yourself]
[Doa]: [Be a person for me, the vice president of the Yanzhou Merchants Federation. He has intestinal cancer and has hooked up with foreign forces in order to survive]
[Tingqi]: [Ning Zhe, please Help! 】
"...?" The moment he saw the last private message, Ning Zhe's pupils contracted violently.
He repeatedly confirmed the content of the message. Every word was a correct Chinese character. There was no possibility of misunderstanding in simplified Chinese. It was not easy for 'Ning Zhe' and 'Ye Yao' Typos of homophonic words.
The message sent to Yu Ziqian by the Shengge network user with the ID name ‘Tingqi’ is literally ‘Ning Zhe, please help me! ’. What happened to this man? Taiyi's identity was exposed?
Ning Zhe quickly self-examined his relationship and found that there were only two people who knew about his relationship with Yu Ziqian, one was Feng Yushu and the other was Bai Zhi.
Among them, Feng Yushu is dominated by the ideological stamp, and she will never take the initiative to leak information about herself to others. Bai Zhi is a nerd with almost no social interaction. This girl has been tortured by years of nightmares and is neurotic. She is not a normal person who can communicate smoothly. If someone can get information from her, that person probably has the ability to read minds.
......Does there exist rules for reading other people's thoughts?
It is possible.
The snake god can influence people's fortune, Lan Shiwen can predict the future, Wutong can bring the dead back to life... Even the ideological stamp that forces people to believe one thing can exist. Is there anything that ghosts can't do?
Maybe not, the rules may be omnipotent.
After thinking over and over again, Ning Zhe sent a private message to ‘Tingqi’ in reply:
[Ye Yao]: [Who is Ning Zhe? 】
Ning Zhe waited in front of the computer for more than ten minutes and did not receive a reply. Tingqi might not be online now.
"Let's visit Shengge Network again at this time tomorrow to see if there are any replies..." Ning Zhe typed a moderate reply to each of 'Zunie' and 'Doa' that could find no faults, closed the window, deleted the document, and opened it casually. An FPS game with a World War II background that Yu Ziqian likes to play hangs on the desktop.
Before starting the game, Yu Ziqian’s cell phone rang. When he saw the caller ID: Zhang Hanying.
“Who is this person?” Ning Zhe scratched his head.
I answered the phone in confusion, only to hear a crying voice coming from the speaker: "Ziqian! You finally answered the phone... Wuwu..."
Ning Only then did Zhe remember that Zhang Hanying was the elder sister of the twin sisters beside Yu Ziqian. Speaking of what is my sister's name... Ning Zhe never pays much attention to these insignificant things.
One cry on the other end of the phone quickly turned into two. Ning Zhe was upset when he heard the sisters' crying and aggrieved voices. He wanted to hang up the phone and block Zhang Hanying's number directly, but Ning Zhe knew in his heart that this was meaningless. As long as the ideological seal that Yu Ziqian placed on the two sisters was not lifted, they would continue to persevere. Trying to get back to Yu Ziqian.
"How about killing them both." Ning Zhe then thought.
“No, maybe you can try to give Zhang Hanying an ideological stamp of ‘I don’t love Yu Ziqian’ to contradict the previous one... But will that be effective? Two ideological stamps with opposite contents will interact with each other. Or will it drive people crazy?"
This idea was rejected by Ning Zhe just a few seconds after it appeared. Even if it is effective, the rules that are too easy to simulate cannot compete with the real seal of thought. is fake after all.
"Sure enough, it would be easier to kill? ...No, killing innocent people indiscriminately is not Yu Ziqian's style. Killing two women who are close to him rashly will easily attract the attention of other upgraders."
Listening to Qian's private message, it appeared that his identity had been exposed, and Ning Zhe didn't want to add any more risks to himself.
While thinking about it, the two sisters on the other end of the phone were still sobbing and crying, "Ziqian, where are you? I... let's come find you, okay? Does getting married put too much pressure on you? Then Don't get married, don't get married, okay...don't leave us..."
"It's so annoying." Ning Zhe hung up the phone and leaned on the back of the chair in the Internet cafe and looked at her with despair. The game interface flashes in front of you.
(End of this chapter)