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Chapter 127 The fantasy world of the dead house

However, Huang Rong did not have time to deal with this matter at the moment, because they had already figured out the details of the fish in Nanshan and locked Luo Hui's foothold.

Under the dim light, Luo Hui was leading his teammates to fight on the battlefield.

With his bare feet and a cigarette in his mouth, he moved the mouse quickly while shouting curses.

"Come forward and fight to death. Don't let any tribe go. It's nice, brothers, you did a great job."

As the last enemy target was eliminated, Luo Hui cheered excitedly.

"President, where are you flying tomorrow? How long will your business trip last?" A cute little girl on the guild channel suddenly spoke.

"Didn't I say it? I will fly to Bangkok tomorrow and to Manila the day after tomorrow."

"Is it fun to be a captain? Others spend money to travel abroad, but you are traveling as a guild. It's really fun."

"It's so exciting. I'm very tired. If my father hadn't forced me to go back and inherit his company, I would have quit my job long ago."

As soon as Luo Hui said this, he immediately attracted a lot of flattery. In everyone's eyes, Luo Hui is not a loser. He is a second-generation rich man worth tens of millions. He has been flying around China for a long time.

The captain is not only handsome and rich, but also a responsible and patient good president.

But at this moment, there was a knock on Luo Hui's door.

"Who?"

Luo Hui responded, walked to the door and looked through the peephole, and found that the person coming was actually the manager of the property company.

I couldn't help but wonder, why was the property company looking for me in the middle of the night?

"Is there something wrong with you?" Luo Hui opened the door impatiently.

But in the next second, several strong men rushed in from outside and instantly pinned Luo Hui to the ground.

"Don't move, police."

Huang Rong flashed her police officer ID card and walked in.

When she walked into Luo Hui's bedroom, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Others only have one computer at home, but Luo Hui has five computers at home, just like a small Internet cafe.

What surprised Huang Rong even more was that two of these computers were actually full of surveillance images, and they almost all captured private spaces such as bathrooms and bedrooms.

The other three computers have several game accounts attached to them and are automatically killing monsters and collecting medicines. At first glance, they are plug-ins.

The room was dirty and messy, with instant noodle buckets and cigarette butts everywhere, garbage all over the floor, and an unpleasant rancid smell.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" Luo Hui struggled and said loudly.

"Why are you being arrested? Don't you know why we are arresting you?" a policeman yelled.

"What's wrong with me?"

"What did you say happened to you? You are the one who has fish in Nanshan, right?"

As soon as Huang Rong said this, Luo Hui's face darkened instantly. Not only did he use this online name to blackmail Liu Jie, he also downloaded a large number of shady videos online.

It can be said that he is a senior member of some websites.

"President, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?" The voice of a guild member came from the speaker.

"Captain, did something happen to you?"

Mr. Captain?

Huang Rong couldn't help but frown, and was secretly amused. This was probably the legendary Internet giant, a real clown. He was obviously a loser, but he dared to pretend to be the captain.

"I'm sorry everyone, your captain has something to do and has to leave now. We'll talk about it later. Goodbye." Huang Rong picked up the microphone and closed Luo Hui's game. She tapped the keyboard and quickly

Discovered Luo Hui's secret hidden in the C drive.

She didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain.

"Tell me, what are these?" Huang Rong tapped the computer screen and looked at Luo Hui with a sneer.

Luo Hui took in a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He was dripping with cold sweat.

"I...I said I will say anything."

Without Huang Rong's interrogation, Luo Hui took the initiative to confess all his crimes, just like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.

He also admitted that he blackmailed Liu Jie.

Huang Rong once again confirmed from his mouth that Wu Xiaomei had committed suicide by buying a rope.

But these are not what Huang Rong is most concerned about.

"How do you know about the black workers? Besides knowing about Liu Sanyuan, what else do you know?"

"I also learned this by accident."

"Accident?"

"Yes, accident."

Luo Hui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued: "Liu Xuewu's computer had a problem last year, so he asked me to help. Unexpectedly, I accidentally discovered those things, but I didn't pay special attention at the time. I checked later

I just got a general idea at once, that there might be a group of unregistered illegal workers. After contacting Liu Jie, I felt that these things might be useful to him, so I wanted to get some money from him."

Huang Rong looked at Luo Hui's cell phone while listening to Luo Hui's confession.

She was surprised to find that Nietzsche was Luo Hui's good friend.

Moreover, the two people have a very close relationship and call each other quite frequently.

"Do you know Nietzsche too?" Huang Rong asked sharply.

"I know him...he is one of my long-term customers."

"client?"

"Yes, client, he bought all my surveillance videos."

Huang Rong couldn't help but was stunned for a moment. She seemed to understand why Nietzsche was able to control the overall situation. The reason why he could grasp everyone's secrets was probably thanks to Luo Hui.

"Did you also install surveillance cameras at Zheng Xuelian's home in 301?"

"Yes, not only did I install surveillance cameras at her home, but I also hacked into her home's network. Not just her home, I hacked into the networks of many homes in Ji Le Building."

"Can't you tell, you are still a talent."

Speaking of this matter, Luo Hui's eyes lit up, he straightened up and said excitedly: "That's true. I studied computer science back then, and I helped create Nietzsche's small program."

“Did you create the Evil Neighbor applet?”

Huang Rong was a little surprised. She couldn't tell that the sloppy guy in front of her was actually a technical geek.

"Yes, I made it, but I do support him on this matter. There are some people in our community who deserve to die."

"If they moved their positions behind, do you know where they went?"

"Of course I know, they changed a WeChat group, but the WeChat group was disbanded two days ago." Luo Hui licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "I can help you catch Nietzsche, but I have a condition, then

That is, you cannot hold me legally responsible and must pardon my crime."

"Pardon the crime?"

Huang Rong was amused.

"Have you watched too many American TV series? Do you think this is the United States when you pardon your crimes? If you cooperate with us, even if you have done meritorious service, we will consider it leniently when sentencing you."

Luo Hui hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, don't you want to know who Nietzsche is? Then let me tell you, Nietzsche should be an old man in his 60s or 70s. He often coughs when he talks. He is probably in poor health. Moreover, he must have deep connections with the chemical plants of that year.

origin."

An old man in his 60s or 70s had a connection with the chemical factory. Luo Hui's testimony coincided with Liu Jie's.

Huang Rong was secretly glad. It seemed that they were on the right track this time. Liu Jie did not lie to them.

"Why do you say that?" Huang Rong continued to ask.

"Because all the votes are actually fake."

"Are you saying that the votes in the mini program are fake?"

"Yes, I opened a backdoor for Nietzsche. He can freely modify the number of votes. In other words, whoever he wants to be ranked first can be ranked first. The people who died in our community recently were all related to the chemical factory.

There is a relationship, so I suspect that he may be an old employee of the chemical plant."

Luo Hui straightened up and continued: "Let me tell you a secret, the death of Master Bo and Brother Shui may not be an accident."

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of his master, Zhao Shanhe.

At that time, Zhao Shanhe's superiors insisted that Bo Ye's death was not an accident and was most likely a murder.

I didn't expect it to be confirmed so quickly.

"How do you know? You saw it." Huang Rong asked quickly.

Luo Hui talked to Huang Rong about the new scoring mechanism: "I have done the math, and there is obviously something wrong with the scores in the mini program. It is very likely that the two of them died of murder. Of course, I have no evidence, just speculation."

"Do you know the members of the group?"

"I don't know much about it. After all, this is beyond the scope of my business. Investigating Party A's customers is definitely a taboo in the business world. I won't get into trouble with this."

"Oh, you have quite a professional ethics. I looked at the transfer records. How much money did Nietzsche give you? Where did your money go?"

Luo Hui was a little bitter, shrugged and said: "I am the captain, the second generation of rich people. Naturally, my money is used to provide benefits to the members of the guild. Otherwise, how could they listen to my orders?"
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