Chapter 1167 1175 [Come on, Uzo! ] Ask for monthly votes ヾ(●｀●)～
"..."A little cold sweat broke out on Vermouth's forehead.
She tried her best to maintain her expression, her mind racing. After a moment, an idea suddenly occurred to her: Wait, that’s not necessarily the case - she had played a lot of games before, and she had the impression that some games would have camps of players fighting against each other.
...Looking at it in a positive way, maybe Jiang Xia was just pulled in as a detective to "fight" against them.
Gin's reaction was similar to Vermouth's.
In addition, he thought of something more serious.
——Leaving aside Vodka, Gin was sure that there were no surveillance cameras installed in his safe house. And Vermouth and Uzo's vigilance was also beyond doubt.
But now, Anonymous actually released something of this level casually, as if it were some easily broadcast video.
Gin thought of what happened just now and his eyes changed slightly: This may mean that, in addition to artificial intelligence, Anonymous also has mastered other terrifying technologies - such as surveillance equipment that far exceeds current recognition technology.
...Even his safe house can be included in the surveillance range, doesn't that mean that if Anonymous wants to arrest him in the safe house now, or go to find Vermouth, they can succeed at any time? !
“…”This is far from a crisis as severe as “Uzo’s identity is exposed”.
When Gin thought of the amount of information he and Vermouth had, his usually calm heartbeat quickened a little.
Unfortunately, at this time, even if I want to kill the few people caught in the game, I don't have the conditions - this is a consciousness space. The sneak attack just now didn't work at all. If I want to kill so many people at once with bare hands...
"Don't be nervous. I have no intention of becoming your enemy right now."
The young man behind the desk seemed to see through their worries and spoke leisurely, with a tone that was as casual as arranging chess pieces: "Your organization still has value to exist, and the 'User Confidentiality Agreement' is also two-way - you keep the 'game' secret for us, and we will naturally keep your intelligence safe. This is a mutually beneficial transaction."
The two bottles of real wine obviously found it difficult to understand this approach: Was Anonymous really not interested in the organization, or was it because they already knew something and therefore looked down on the massive amount of intelligence held by the two cadres?
Also…what does the word “now” mean? Does it mean that someday in the future, Anonymous will definitely go after the organization?!
The feeling of being watched by a giant hidden in the shadows is terrifying.
Although Vermouth didn't care that much about the safety of the organization, her smile still became ugly: "... Mutual benefit? Excuse me, I don't see what benefit you can get from this kind of thing."
The young man smiled at her politely: "We naturally have our plans."
“Oh?” Vermouth tried to promote the conversation, “Can you tell me about it?”
"Of course... I can't." The young man raised his index finger to his lips, as Vermouth often did, revealing a mysterious smile with ill intentions, "This is a secret."
"..."A blue vein suddenly popped out on Vermouth's fair forehead.
...Damn Riddler!
…
Seeing that he couldn't get the information out of Vermouth, Gin wisely didn't try.
Gin: “…” It seemed that there was no need for Anonymous to lie to them - although he didn't want to admit it, but now, this group of mysterious guys were in an absolute upper hand.
Now we can only go with the flow and see what they really want to do.
After escaping, I will find a way to tell the adult the news and take early response.
Thinking of this, Gin paused for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that before being pulled into this space, there seemed to be some "User Confidentiality Clause" on the lens.
"..." Although it was still unclear what it was, combined with what was happening now, Gin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
…
Next to him, Vodka hadn't fully recovered yet.
As for the organization, if the sky falls, there are still two other bottles of wine to hold it up.
So his attention at this moment was completely focused on the other side.
Vodka secretly touched the table next to him to gauge the feel, and pinched himself to gauge his senses. After thinking it over, he still couldn't believe that this was actually a game space - he even felt that it was exactly the same as in the real world!
I was shocked and when I looked up, I suddenly saw a familiar face on the surveillance screen on the wall.
Vodka's breathing stagnated and his eyes fixed:
...Uzo is also an invited "player" this time? !
"...Brother." He couldn't help but move two steps towards Gin, and a lot of words came to his mouth: I don't want to play games with Uzo! I heard that the rules of the holographic game at the last press conference were that if you lose, you will die... What if Uzo deliberately kills me in the game? I always feel that Uzo has coveted my position for a long time!
"Shut up."
Gin called a halt quickly.
He still held on to a glimmer of hope at this time and didn't want Vodka to say anything that might expose the secret.
Vodka could only pause: "..."
He was pessimistic for a moment, and then his strong desire to survive quietly revived: Wait, if he thought about it carefully, he was deceived into coming in, and the same was probably true for his eldest brother and Vermouth - although his eldest brother and Vermouth were not stupid, they were not complete geniuses after all.
In other words, Vodka secretly thought: Maybe Uzo won’t be tricked into this “game” at all!
For the first time, Vodka liked Uzo's magical ability to see through people's hearts and see through conspiracies as if he was reading a script.
Vodka: "..." Hurry up and see through Anonymous' evil intentions, Uzo! Don't come in, stay away from here! !
Of course, entering the game is a dangerous thing.
But for Vodka, rather than watching Uzo being tricked, he didn't want an already scary game to evolve into a life and death game with Uzo's presence - no matter how he thought about it, the probability of Uzo dying here seemed lower than the probability of him, Vodka, dying here...
…
Vodka was quietly making plans in his heart while cheering for Uzo from a distance.
Next to him, Vermouth and Gin were watching the surveillance footage, and suddenly realized something, their faces changed slightly.
…
Now, in reality, it is almost three o'clock in the morning.
The night of the three bottles of real wine has just begun, and compared to them who are not very healthy, Jiang Xia, who is always out during the day, obviously has a more regular schedule - he has already gone to bed.
At this time, on a small table a few meters away from Jiangxia, a pair of glasses that the organization cadres would never forget were quietly emitting a faint silver light, like a precision instrument being started.
(End of this chapter)
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