Chapter 139

There are other things that Bai Liu finds strange - he can't use props in the real world at will, because the system has restrictions on him.

Except for a few props related to the realization of desires that can be directly used in reality without restriction after exchange, most of the props cannot be used in reality and will be restricted by the system, just like Bai Liu in reality before The use of one's own skills is also restricted.

Generally, the higher the level of props and skills, the more restrictions players have to use in reality.

The prop that Bai Liu used in reality was the previous Blood Ganoderma lucidum.

The blood ganoderma can't be used directly, the system warned him, but after the warning, Bai Liu clearly felt that the coin attached to the cross vibrated twice, and he could use it, although he didn't know what exactly happened , But it should be that the mysterious evil god Tavel did something, Bai Liu was able to use the blood ganoderma.

But even under the protection of the evil god, many of Bai Liu's props cannot be used directly.

But this Tang Erda, judging from his tone, seems to be able to use props casually beyond the limitations of the system in reality.

In this situation, Bai Liu thinks there are two possibilities:

The first is because of Tang Erda's special status of time travel, which allowed him to escape the system's review and restrictions.

But Bai Liu thinks this is unlikely, because if this person has already escaped the restrictions of the system, he will not be a player anymore. Tang Erda has obviously seen his small TV, which proves that Tang Erda is still in the game. in the game.

The second possibility is that Tang Erda is not an item obtained from the system at all.

This person is likely to have a thorough insight into the nature of the game, props, evil, and reality.

It is very likely that Tang Erda used local materials. He took advantage of his profession - the captain of the third detachment of the heresy danger management department. After the processing parts are collected, they can be used as their own props.

Bai Liu had discovered before that after clearing a game copy, the monsters were rewarded props, usually related to the monsters, and sometimes even the monsters themselves.

For example, the props rewarded in the previous copy of "Siren Town" were fish scales, amulets, and fish bones; "The item rewarded is blood ganoderma.

It's as if the game deliberately rewards players with these evil things that cause all disasters as rewards for completing tasks, and then allows players to bring them back to reality for use.

That priceless mirror suddenly appeared, and the secret recipe of blood ganoderma that those investors in the orphanage suddenly discovered-it seemed that something existed, deliberately using these things that aroused the most evil and craziest desires in people's hearts, with the help of The player, the hub that is dazzled by his own desires, is constantly transported to reality-this is likely to be the way the game loads copies in reality.

The interface of an evil thing - this is the word Tang Erda used to describe Bai Liu.

I have to say that this is a very appropriate word to describe, constantly wandering between the game and reality, players who use evil things in reality in order to realize their own desires, these players act as the core evil in the game to load the copy into reality. The medium of objects is indeed very much like an interface.

And if this person is a believer of an evil god, then he must be a very efficient interface—because the frequency and speed of loading evil objects into reality through him must be unprecedentedly high.

Because under the protection of the evil god, Bai Liu is less restricted than other players in reality, and he has already felt this.

If it can be used to make a profit... Bai Liu's eyes darkened for a moment.

"This is really a very imaginative future." He rubbed his chin in deep thought, "Is this considered smuggling of illegally controlled items? Is it illegal?"

After thinking about the nature of this industry for a while, Bai Liu had to admit with regret—it should be against the law, and if Lu Yizhan found out, he might be read to death, so forget it.

But if he in other timelines doesn't have Lu Yizhan as a friend who can miss people, then Bai Liu feels that he might choose to be a smuggler - he won't choose to directly use these evil things for profit, it's too inefficient.

Smuggle these evil things into the real world more quickly, and then charge patents and smuggling fees to people in related industries. He can own the profits earned from omni-channel evil products... Just thinking about Bai Liu's Feel sorry for yourself now - this is a great way to make money.

It's a pity that it's not legal—from Tang Erda's attitude, it can be seen that they have already touched the interface of this evil thing in the later period, and his death should be quite miserable.

Bai Liu flipped through his system panel again, and found that without the protection of fish scales and crosses, he was indeed unable to use any special props, and he was also unable to use personal skills—it was no longer possible to use skills to trade with people.

Sitting in the small black room, not knowing what time it is, Bai Liu sighed in his heart that Tang Er is indeed an opponent who has fought against him many times, and he has almost eliminated all risks as soon as he met face to face. .

It can be seen that he has suffered many losses under his hands, and he really hates him.

It's not that Bai Liu didn't think about asking other people for help, but Tang Er wouldn't leave any room for someone like him.

If he had guessed correctly, Tang Erda would have other people to accompany him soon—his tone of talking about [Wandering Circus] was not good.

I hope these people can understand the meaning of the last text message he sent to them before he was caught and confiscated his mobile phone. Bai Liu doesn't really want to see his property also be taken into this base.

Bai Liu leaned against the wall and slowly closed her eyes.

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C University, the third floor of the second dormitory.

Mu Sicheng stared blankly at the opposite bed that was rolled up in white cloth—it was Liu Huai's bed. After he logged out, Liu Huai had an accident and was taken for questioning by the police. He had just returned.

Even Bai Liu, who is a pickpocket, might have considered the mental shock that Mu Sicheng had endured, so he let him go today and didn't let him enter the game immediately. Bai Liu just sent a text message to Mu Sicheng saying that he would enter the game tonight. , let him take a good rest first, and did not say when he will be allowed to enter the game.

But Mu Sicheng couldn't take a good rest at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Liu Huai being hit by the bus and bleeding all over the ground was in his mind.

He stared straight at the message on his mobile phone that Bai Liu sent him at 9:16 in the evening. Mu Sicheng knew all the words in this message, but he seemed to have read it in a string. Like a comprehension disorder, the words cannot be recognized.

【Be careful of roses and hunters, I may die in the hands of hunters, don't wait for me, get out of here】

……What does this mean?

This emptied of emotion lasted until someone knocked on the door of Mu Sicheng's dormitory.

Mu Sicheng stood up in a daze and opened the door directly: "Third brother, didn't you bring the key to the dormitory..."

His voice stopped, and Mu Sicheng looked at the policeman in a special dark gray uniform outside the door.

The policeman held something behind his waist with one hand, and looked directly at Mu Sicheng vigilantly: "Student Mu Sicheng, we have something to ask you directly, please come with us."

Mu Sicheng paused for a moment, and then said: "I just came back from the recording of the statement. Haven't you finished all the questions you want to ask? Can you ask me tomorrow if you have anything else to ask? I'm very tired and I want to rest .”

He was referring to the incident with Liu Huai.

"We are not from the traffic department." The policeman showed him his ID, "You are related to another very serious social accident, please cooperate with our investigation."

Mu Sicheng's somewhat distracted eyes swept over the policeman's waist, and then fell on the ID card that the other party held up for him as if he hadn't recovered.

He muttered to himself: "The members of the third team of the field team for the investigation of dangerous heresies..."

Mu Sicheng was silent for a while after reading.

"Although I don't understand what department you are, and I don't understand why I was suddenly involved in some serious social accident, but I will cooperate with your investigation." Mu Sicheng took a deep breath, and he touched the She frowns, "But can I go to the toilet first before I leave? I stayed at the police station for a day to make a statement, and I was never allowed to go to the toilet and kept drinking water. I just came back."

The policeman looked at Mu Sicheng with some hesitation for a while.

The college student's face showed a very exposed, exhausted weariness, and he felt that he could fall asleep at any time while holding the door.

It seems that the roommate in the same dormitory died strangely in front of him this morning, which caused great mental trauma to this young man named Mu Sicheng.

Mu Sicheng didn't look like a heretic in human form at all, he was more like a normal person who was implicated by someone who was driven crazy by the heretic.

Considering that his captain is not always reliable when catching heretics, he drank so much wine tonight...

"Okay." The policeman hesitated for two seconds, and finally let go, "I'll give you a minute, and you can't close the toilet door."

"I'm a citizen, and I have to watch even when I go to the toilet. You guys should give me some privacy right?!" Mu Sicheng was a little speechless, but seeing the seriousness of the policeman's insistence, Mu Sicheng didn't care. Shrugging and agreeing, "Okay, if you don't feel inferior after reading it."

Mu Sicheng opened the toilet door of the dormitory, and the moment he pulled down the zipper of his jeans, because of the joke he said before, the policeman guarding the door looked a little uncomfortably, just at this moment, Mu Sicheng's tired and careless eyes instantly turned sharp, and he quickly kicked the door of the bathroom sideways, locking the policeman who hadn't reacted yet.

Then when the police yelled to open the door, Mu Sicheng hung his tight arms on the shower and shook his body for a while, then swayed his feet together, and kicked open the vent viciously. With the strength of the shaking, he slipped out of the air vent in a smooth manner.

The moment the guarding policeman kicked open the bathroom door, he looked at the shattered air vent, poked his head out solemnly, and spoke into the walkie-talkie: "Report, the humanoid heretic with the proposed number 004 has just returned from 6 The bathroom vent on the second floor escaped and disappeared, did you see the escaping Humanoid Heretic No. 004 below?"

"No!" said the walkie-talkie, "We were guarding all four directions of the dormitory building. We only saw that the vent on the 6th floor was blown open 1 minute and 17 seconds ago, but we didn't observe anything coming from the vent. out of the mouth,

Only the ventilation was opened, but no one was seen coming out of it, which meant that Mu Sicheng disappeared out of thin air in the bathroom.

Really heresy!

The policeman took a deep breath: "Report, the planned number is 004, the heretic who is said to be very good at stealing escaped due to my personal negligence, I will be punished when I go back, and I will inform other teams to be careful to arrest Team Tang tonight heretics!"

"They're all cunning!"

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In the hospital corridor.

The policeman in charge of guarding Liu Jiayi outside her ward was communicating with the team members of the special department who came suddenly.

"Are you...?" The policeman guarding Liu Jiayi looked at these well-armed and well-trained visitors in surprise.

The team members in dark gray uniforms showed their IDs: "We are from the Department of Dangerous Heresy Investigation. We have taken over the blood ganoderma case that has had a major social impact, and Liu Jiayi is an important witness in the blood ganoderma case. In order to protect her For her safety, we will secretly transfer her to our base tonight, it is inconvenient for us to disclose too much specific information, you can directly ask your superiors to confirm our identity."

The two policemen guarding Liu Jiayi glanced suspiciously at the weapons carried by the visiting team members.

Handcuffs and wrist cuffs, all staff were armed with guns, and if they read correctly, they also brought anesthesia needles and steel cages. There were also two or three armored vehicles covered in green tarpaulins parked outside the hospital.

This is not like the posture of transferring important witnesses, it is more like the posture of arresting important criminal suspects.

After the two policemen called and their superiors confirmed that these people who came were really from the regular department, they let them go with suspicion.

The group put on the gas masks quickly and neatly, which startled the other two policemen again.

This group of people not only brought them themselves, but also distributed two to the two confused policemen, asking them to bring them, and persuaded them: "Comrade, when we break out later, if there is black fog from the ward You must stay far away, don't inhale or touch it, and try to stand in a channel with a relatively high wind convection velocity, it is poisonous."

"Is there a leak of harmful gas somewhere in the hospital?" Two confused policemen asked.

"No, it's much scarier than that." The team member of the third team leaning against the door took a deep breath and gestured to the other team members—one, two, three!

The door of the ward was flung open, and the team members quickly fanned out in the ward, holding up the guns to surround the bulging ball on the bed.

The leading team member was about to shoot, but he soon realized something was wrong, and raised his hand to make a motion pause gesture: "Wait."

He stepped forward step by step, pointed the gun at the small group on the hospital bed, and then suddenly lifted the quilt under the nervous eyes of all the team members - inside the quilt was an ugly doll about the size of Liu Jiayi made of pillows, Sticking out his tongue and laughing badly, he seemed to be laughing at this group of team members who had been busy all night and hadn't caught anything.

"Where's Liu Jiayi?!" The leading team member looked at the two policemen outside the ward.

The two policemen were also stunned: "Look at the surveillance, she has been sleeping on the hospital bed! The doors and windows are closed, where can she go?"

Liu Jiayi disappeared completely in a sealed ward.

The leading team member let out a sigh of frustration, and reported to the walkie-talkie: "Report, the proposed number is 601, the arrest of heretics with poisonous gas hazards failed."

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Mujia villa area.

Sitting on the sofa, the members of the third team looked at Mu Ke, who was holding his heart, with a headache.

Mu Ke frowned and bit his lower lip, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his hands were clutching his heart tightly, and Mu Ke's father and mother were beside him, circling around Mu Ke nervously, Mu Ke's father was still beating Two hospital teams were called over the phone, and Mu's father and Mu's mother looked at the uninvited guest sitting on the sofa with very hostile eyes.

Papa Mu brought up the teacup. This was the third time he served tea to see off guests tonight. His tone was so cold that he seemed to be threatening: "I don't know what dispute my son is involved in. He is a congenital heart patient. He usually If we don’t step out of the gate, we’ll be frightened if we take two steps, so what kind of major social accidents can we be involved in?”

"Take him away, don't say whether you have the qualifications, if something happens to my son, can you bear the responsibility?!"

While saying that, Papa Mu threw the teacup on the tea table, blowing his beard and staring: "Don't think that I, Mu Jingwu, can be kneaded by others casually. If someone rushes into the house and says a few words, I can make you Take my son away, I tell you, it’s impossible, if you want to take it away, show me the relevant evidence and specific certificates, and give me a certificate from a department I don’t know at all, it’s like arresting someone, when I haven’t read it book?!"

Lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and feigning heartache, Mu Ke narrowed one eye to see the ugly and embarrassing expressions of the team members sitting on the opposite side of the sofa, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

But he was quickly pushed down by Mu Ke himself. He frowned and lay on the back of the sofa, his face was almost transparent, and he looked so fragile that these team members could kill him with a single touch.

The team members also had a headache, but they really didn't have a good way to deal with Mu Ke.

The unreliable captain of the Tang team said that Mu Ke was not a heretic in the strict sense, but he must be arrested.

Because Mu Ke does not have the ability to attack others in other timelines, he is more of a spokesperson for Bai Liu, relying on his excellent memory to process and sell various heresies born in Bai Liu's hands.

Although Mu Ke has no skills, he plays an important role. He is an intermediate hub and transfer point of Bailiu's gold-swallowing network built by relying on evil things, and is the manager of Bailiu's underground criminal team.

For so many years, Bai Liu relied on Mu Ke to contact other people under him and pass on information. Bai Liu hid himself very well, and the Bureau of Dangerous Heresy had regarded Mu Ke as the madman who used evil things to collect wealth for many years. , But in the end they discovered that Mu Ke was just a card played by Bai Liu on the bright side, and he, the real king of ghost cards, was still hidden in a deeper place.

Mu Ke relied on the disease for many years to confuse the muddy water and pretend to be stupid with the people of the Heresy Management Bureau. Once something happened, he would go to the ground, close his eyes and start cheating. They had to send Mu Ke to the hospital for treatment. Make your hair stand up.

It's the same this time.

Mu Ke is different from others, he has a prominent father and a natural protective layer against diseases.

Tang Erda forcibly arrested Mu Ke, which did not comply with the regulation that a heresy must have a harmful impact on human beings, and the department could not bear the consequences of forcibly arresting Mu Ke. After all, Mu Ke's heart disease was real, and his identity It's not easy either. If this person dies in the Bureau of Heresy, it will be very difficult.

Mu Ke, an unskilled heart patient, looks as fragile as a cat made of crystal, but in the eyes of members of the third team in other timelines, Mu Ke is a patient who does all kinds of evil, heinous, sinister and cunning.

But it's not like that, because just like what Tang Erda said, Bai Liu protected the people around him very well, just like Mu Ke was well protected.

Mu Ke, no matter inside or outside the game, has never killed anyone or hurt anyone directly from beginning to end. His hands have never been stained with blood. He is only responsible for negotiating, doing business, and running guilds. Maybe out of empathy, he even Saved many unskilled players who were desperate in the game.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for the Bureau of Heresy to deal with Mu Ke in other timelines-because in a narrow sense, Mu Ke has not had any harmful effects on humans, and to some extent he is just an ordinary person.

Mu Ke only invests in some projects that he thinks are very good. He can say that he does not know what the consequences of investing in these things will be. After all, Mu Ke has invested in quite a few projects, many of which he has not even checked carefully. Of course Mu Ke can Said he didn't know these things were evil.

Because it really doesn't look like it.

At a glance, these things are ordinary mushrooms, no special antique mirrors, and beautifully crafted mermaid sculptures.

Mu Ke thought the project was good, so he voted for it. He didn't even participate in the specific process, so he must be judged as a heretic, unless Mu Ke himself admits it.

Just like now.

For Liu Jiayi, Mu Sicheng, and Bai Liu, these three heretics who Tang Erda can definitely hold evidence of crimes, and have already caused harmful effects on human beings, and actively commit crimes, can be directly and forcibly arrested.

But for Muke, no.

Tang Erda has always been unable to tell whether Mu Ke was deceived, or whether he took the initiative to collude with Bai Liu.

No direct evidence can be found in each timeline to prove whether Mu Ke is subjectively willing to help Bai Liu, or just a poor man who was coerced by Bai Liu and worked for a tiger. The boundary between good and evil is strangely blurred in Mu Ke. up.

The members of the third detachment tried their best to invite Mu Ke to the base to cooperate with the investigation, but Mu Ke's father refused to obey him. He even said that he would call the police, and said in strict terms that he would use some of his special relationships , In the end, the members of the third team returned home.

Seeing these team members turn around and leave with serious faces, Mu Ke, who was lying on the sofa and pretending to be sick, sat up and sat up. He opened his mobile phone short of breath, and there was a message sent to him by Bai Liu at 9:16. information.

【Be careful of roses and hunters, I may die in the hands of hunters, don't wait for me, get out of here】.

Mu Ke gripped the phone tightly with an ugly face.

Died at the hands of a hunter? Are the group of people who came to catch them tonight the [Hunters]? Has Bai Liu been arrested?