Chapter 13

According to Chen Yao's understanding of Qin Yizhu, his personal belongings are certainly not normal things.

In line with the principle of no unpacking and no peeping, Chen Yao answered: "good."

Then he heard a "meow..." on the phone It's a lazy cry.

"Isn't it also a firebug's personal property?" Chen Yao's right eyelid jumps.

"Ah? You mean Xiao Han? It is

"Little Cold... "

"Well, the name Qin team gave it when they picked it up is Tang Lenghan. Oh, it also has a game ID called coldwind. Its account number and password are..."

"I see." Chen Yao interrupted without expression, "send it together."

The thing is, Qin Yizhu picked up a cat, gave it a name called Tang Lenghan, and registered a game account called coldwind - well, he once again succeeded in refreshing his stupidity in Chen Yao's mind.

"You should take good care of it." Su Qiyao laughs.

"Well..." Chen Yao's right eyelid continued to jump wildly.

Cat? Sounds like a troublesome creature!

What's more, his hands are covered with the blood of all kinds of animals and birds. Shouldn't he be a man with animal affinity?

"Then you send me the address as soon as possible," Su Qiyao said softly, like a breeze. "Originally, after you joined the team, it was up to me to take you to report and get familiar with Jiangcheng. Now things are like this I'm so sorry! Did you go well to school today? "

"Not bad." Chen Yao replied, "I know some good people."

"That's good," Su Qiyao said in a low voice. "After dealing with the rest of the things here, I'm going to the Jinggong team. I don't know if I can meet again. But if you need anything, you can call me at any time. "

Chen Yao's heart went through a warm thing and let out a low hum.

Su Qiyao said, "then I'll hang up first?"

"Wait a minute." Chen Yao had no idea of politeness in his mind. He said, "I have a problem."

"Well, ask?" Although Su Qiyao was worried by the mess of the dictatorial team, she didn't have any impatience with Chen Yao.

"After a few days of practice, give me a fire number." Chen Yao asked.

"Why? That dark network number? " Su Qiyao thought about it and said, "you must have changed the computer, right? Your current computer does not have the authorization of the dictatorial team. You can't get into the dark net. "

"Then how can I get in?"

"You go to the team base and set it up..." Su Qiyao said half way, suddenly stopped, "Er, just don't know, now the team base there, night watchman is still in?"

Su Qiyao means that if the night watchman doesn't leave the door, the door must be locked.

But Chen Yao didn't care too much about whether the goalkeeper was there or not.

Anyway, it doesn't make much difference to go in when the door is open and turn in when the door is locked.

"Or you can wait for tomorrow, and I'll send you the key." Su Qiyao said.

"Well." Chen Yao replied noncommittally.

……

After sending Su Qiyao's name, address and telephone number, Chen Yao put on his clothes and went out.

There are many rivers and lakes in Jiangcheng City, so the summer night is not that hot and dry, but that muggy with moisture.

Eight o'clock in the evening is the busiest time of summer in Jiangcheng city.

All the lights are shining.

All kinds of barbecue stalls poked on the roadside were full of smoke. The less delicate flavor of the dishes made Chen Yao get back the feeling of mountain forest.

Jiangcheng is a city that is not particular about.

The man with bare arms gnawing crayfish and the woman with loud voice calling for two more bottles of beer are probably the "smoke" of the city?

The base of the dictatorial team is in the downtown area, but the downtown area of Jiangcheng is only on the street, behind which is a large area of villages in the city.

According to the compulsory requirements of CES E-sports League, professional teams in the form of non school teams must have a team base before they can sign contracts with professional players. This is the same reason that registered companies must provide office space.

It can be said that the team base is the guarantee of the most basic living environment and training environment for professional players. A normal team base has complete functional areas such as training room, meeting room, canteen, dormitory, etc. the front-line team will also be equipped with tactical analysis department, firearms modification Department

Generally, a well operated team base has more than 200 staff.

They work hard behind the scenes for only one thing - the champion!

The door of the dictatorial base is locked.

Chen Yao was not surprised. He took a detour to the village in the city behind him and turned up to the third floor.

What a mess!

Training room, recovery room, reference room, conference room, technology department, public relations department No sign on the door is intact, either missing a corner, or hanging askew, or falling to the ground and falling into two pieces.Chen Yao pushed the door into the training room.

There are only a dozen computers left in the dictatorial team training room, which used to be the dream of countless teenagers.

Click, click, Chen Yao pressed the switch twice, but the light didn't come on. It was probably smashed by something.

In the dim moonlight, he stepped on a pile of waste paper balls and scattered keycaps on the ground, avoided all kinds of red and green lines, and sat in front of the seat with the famous card "Qin Yizhu".

Click.

He picked up a gun on Qin Yizhu's desk, which was only the size of his palm. As he pulled the trigger, a light blue flame rose from the muzzle of the gun.

On the body of the gun is the emblem of the dictatorial team.

Maybe it's a gift around the team activities?

There is still half a box of cigarettes on Qin Yizhu's desk. He takes out one and lights it with the gun shaped lighter.

Actually, he can't smoke.

He is a hunter, the hunter always want to keep hearing and seeing, smell and taste is also very important for survival, so, he always does not smoke and drink.

There was an inaudible "Da".

The smoke lit by Chen Yao stood steadily on the messy desk.

Next second, the monitor in front of him lights up!

Didn't turn it off?

The screen is open, but the life and death sniper registered account page.

Chen Yao subconsciously sat down and adjusted the angle of the keyboard.

Just as it happens, he needs to register a formal professional account of his own. As Han Xiao said, it's not appropriate to take a garbled trumpet to play a career.

Drop, drop, drop

Maybe he pushed the keyboard so much that a whole row of monitors lit up one by one!

He took a deep breath.

He raised his head and looked around quietly.

The training room, which had lost its light but was tenaciously illuminated by the display, seemed to have a strange magic to suck him in.

After watching it for a long time, he turned around and landed his finger firmly on the keyboard.

Registered account number: chenyao0316.

Enter the password: woyaouanjun.

Finally, he glanced at the flickering cigarette he was standing on the desktop and entered the character name: [spark]! .