Chapter 285

Bai Song looked at all kinds of discussions under the forum posts. He didn't care too much about these Bai pines.

"Flying wing?" Bai Song was thinking about this man. Among those famous experts in previous lives, it seemed that he did not have this name, but he was not completely strange and had a certain impression.

Bai Song withdrew from the forum and directly searched the flying wing. Bai Song sorted out the things from the search and came to a conclusion.

After turning off the data, Bai Song gently clicked his finger, looked at the screen and said, "well-known casual players, but according to these data, they are only second-class and top, but this person seems to be particularly proficient in social networking... Some of his friends have reached the top end."

Bai Song didn't rush into the game. He was a little thirsty. Bai Song poured a glass of water. Summer hasn't passed yet. You can drink cold water without boiling water.

"According to these analysis, he should just want to rub the hot spot and raise his reputation." Bai Song is not angry. He robbed his limelight, which is not so easy to show: "he is also a famous player. Isn't he afraid of things being exposed?"

Bai Song didn't intend to expose him, but that doesn't mean he's safe. The loss of disclosure is much more serious than the benefit of publicity.

It's normal for someone to do anything for fire and to make a debut. This is a social phenomenon. Some people always want to be crazy about fire.

Bai Song wouldn't care much about this. Someone took cover for him. Instead, he should be happy. But I don't know why Bai Song couldn't be happy: "I always think there's something wrong, but I can't say what's wrong..."

Bai Song drank up the water and looked at the transparent bottom of the cup. If he wanted to see through the glass, his vision through the glass was blurred, and he could only see an approximate outline.

"I hope I'm careless." these developments were quite logical. Bai Song couldn't find anything wrong, so he shook his head and stopped thinking.

Cover the dust cover of the cup, Bai Song put the mobile phone next to the cup, stood up and walked into the game cabin.

......

There were only a few people in the quiet Council hall.

Dada dada.

Musha looked at the pictures on the table, and his fingers beat the table rhythmically. Baicheng on one side also took another picture, which seemed to be making some comparison.

"Mu shage, according to what my men saw, several strange people gathered together to enter the replica that day. It's lucky to say... He just intercepted these suspicious people when he took pictures of beautiful women." Baicheng said with the intelligence picture in his hand.

"You did a good job in this matter, but the above paid high attention to it." Musha smiled with satisfaction, and then said positively: "are you sure that these screenshots have not been backed up?"

"I'm sure that after I learned about it that day, the screenshot player signed a contract in the company. I've given him a big bonus. These days, I arranged someone to accompany him around and give him a holiday." Baicheng smiled and arranged someone to play with him. Frankly, it's' house arrest ', so that he can't spread the news or let outsiders touch him at will.

"Yes, yes, brother Baicheng did a good job." Musha was very happy after hearing this. The Baicheng man was very smart and had the value of winning over. Musha changed the name of Baicheng to brother Baicheng.

Baicheng also knew why Musha changed his attitude, but he seemed very happy: "just call me Baicheng. I hope Musha can help me in the future."

Musha nodded, looked at the picture and asked, "Baicheng, what do you think?"

"Well." Baicheng sat up, and he didn't say anything at the first time. Even if he was full of chest, he pretended to think: "although these people hide their faces, their body outline can't be modified. After careful comparison and analysis with professional software, there are still some differences between the flying wing and his friends."

"Even if the picture is not very clear, we can draw a conclusion that the flying wing is lying. It has nothing to do with him."

Baicheng talked freely, but also inadvertently observed Musha's expression. When he heard what Baicheng said, professionals had identified it, Musha nodded.

"Is there any hope to find out how many people in this picture?" Musha thought Baicheng said well and asked again.

Hearing this, Baicheng hesitated for a moment, then looked as usual and said, "there is no way to find this for the time being."

Musha was not disappointed after hearing this. It was impossible. Musha put all the pictures away and smiled, "your guild is not bad."

With that, Musha took his people out of the Council hall. Baicheng was relieved. With Musha's words, the crisis of glory should not be a problem in a short time.

The whole conference hall was very quiet until Musha and others had gone far. Baicheng stood up from his seat and looked at the front with his negative hand.

There was no one in the Council hall except Baicheng and Xiaofeng.

"Bai Shao..." Xiao Feng stepped forward from behind Baicheng and looked at Baicheng's side face: "why don't you tell them that there was a result yesterday..."

Baicheng heard that he pinched his hands behind his back into a fist and soon loosened it. After the comparison of the flying wing failed last night, after several professionals left, only he and Xiaofeng were left. Baicheng had a whim and compared Bai Song's body shape with professional instruments.

This is not a good comparison. The similarity between the white pine and one of the figures has reached 97%. What is the probability that the similarity can reach 97% in the vast crowd?

Even twins can't reach the terrible quality of 97%, which can almost determine the result.

If Baicheng told Musha the result, not only the immediate crisis could be completely lifted, but also it might be a blessing in disguise. Baicheng didn't say it under this great advantage.

This made Xiao Feng very incomprehensible. Seeing that Baicheng didn't speak, Xiao Feng was a little anxious and asked again: "it's still too late to talk about Bai Shao. The later you can get, the smaller the benefits... Is it true that Bai Shao you're afraid of him?"

Afraid?

Facing Xiaofeng with some words of encouragement, Bai Song was not angry at all. He knew that Xiaofeng would say these words only for his own consideration. He just wanted to say fear? Baicheng shook his head. He didn't know what kind of emotion he was out of.

It seems that Baicheng has experienced this crisis. Baicheng has matured a lot. Baicheng sighed: "I just think it may be better not to say it than to say it."