The woman spoke in a messy manner, but the female player understood it. To put it simply, she was lucky enough to be rescued by a passing player after being captured.
The members of the Special Defense Department have communications with each other. If it was one of them, they would definitely issue a warning as soon as possible. If not, then it must not be an insider.
"You're lucky. How is the child?" The female player stepped forward to check.
"I don't know what happened. It felt like a gust of wind blew by, and the child suddenly felt much better..." The woman did not forget her child even in the panic.
The female player checked and found that the child's breathing was indeed normal and his forehead was not very hot, so she said: "I'll tell my colleagues to take you to the hospital first."
"Thank you, thank you..." The woman wanted to kneel down and kowtow to her.
"If you want to thank, just thank the unknown hero who saved you." The female player said. At least when he and his companions came nearby, they didn't notice anyone around them at all - this was not the first time this happened.
Subsequent players from the Special Defense Department returned without success. Even if they guarded the nearby streets for the first time, they still could not find the cannibal player who ran out. Even the monitors were turning over every second, and the opponent destroyed several
The street lighting facilities disappeared directly into the darkness without leaving any trace, as if they had suddenly escaped into a game.
However, the players in the Special Defense Department knew that the opponent definitely did not escape into the game, because the same example had appeared three times in the past few days. Even if they only entered the station but not the dungeon, they might not have that many return tickets to make.
Now that things have happened, the Special Defense Department has to admit that there is a huge gap in strength between them and this group of man-eating players.
"Who is the player who saved people?" someone asked.
"I don't know, the other party hasn't contacted us either."
"It's a pity. If you encounter one, maybe you can ask me how to see through the disguise of cannibal players."
Because of this short chase, Nan City is destined to have another sleepless night. In addition to street lights, the Special Defense Department has turned on large lights throughout the city, striving to make the entire city as bright as daytime. Players from the Special Defense Department and the police jointly
Go out and check street by street. Even if you can't catch anyone, you will definitely not give the other party a second chance to strike.
But what is unexpected is that the escaped cannibal player was actually hiding near the Xiangzhang community. He took off his protective clothing and his characteristics. He became an ordinary migrant worker.
In a rented small house with one bedroom and one living room, I accepted the door-to-door inspection by the Special Defense Department in an open and honest manner.
The Special Defense Department has not yet popularized physical fitness testers, so under normal circumstances, we can only judge whether an ordinary person is a player based on whether he is wearing props.
Of course, some physical changes brought about by physical evolution after becoming a player can be seen if you are careful. Experienced players can even judge a person's approximate evolution rate from this aspect, but these changes can be disguised.
Especially when facing some novice players who lack experience and don’t have much equipment.
This middle-aged man who looked honest and honest answered the Special Defense Department's questions carefully, and then worriedly asked if there had been another murder.
The people from the Special Defense Department gave him a token token of comfort and then left.
As soon as the door closed, the person who looked a little cowardly a second ago immediately changed his expression, becoming ferocious and arrogant with irrepressible anger.
He touched his mouth and licked his lips, as if he wanted to taste the taste of blood from between his teeth. However, in order to pretend, he had already washed his mouth clean with mouthwash, and now of course he couldn't feel the taste at all.
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The anger of the unsuccessful hunt went away as quickly as it came. He found two pieces of fresh meat packed in sealed bags from the luggage compartment, and while eating, he sat in front of the computer and logged into a not-so-famous chat software.
As soon as the software is opened, a lot of messages pop up. This is a group, and the people in it should be cannibal players like him. The many chat messages are not because of any deep friendship between them, but to promote middle-aged people.
Men hand "stuff" to them.
In order to avoid being caught, they replaced the name of the prop with a sex doll. Judging from the chat content, this prop was lent to them for them to use in turn. Each person can hold it for three days, and then pass it to the owner according to the number.
Next person.
Today is the last day for the middle-aged man to hold the props. He kept chewing them in his mouth and asked about the person who lent them to him.
"Is there any better thing to borrow? I think those people have long been dissatisfied. They are sniffing around like dogs."
Some people echoed him and said they wanted to find something to do for the Special Defense Department.
Some people also warned him not to make the matter too big, otherwise the Special Defense Department would come to support and life would be difficult for them. It was good now.
"Coward." The middle-aged man cursed at the screen, and then contacted a person in the group alone, "You must know whose thing it belongs to."
"You almost exposed your secret," the other party said.
"It's just bad luck." The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously. "Someone knocked on the door just now. It's no problem."
It took a while for the other party to send a message, "You are very brave."
The middle-aged man grinned and said, "How dare I be more courageous and come out to meet you?"
This is what it means to join a gang.
"It just so happens that my friend is preparing for a big show recently and needs manpower. If you want to make extra money, you can give it a try." The other party quickly replied, "See you at the fresh pork bun shop on the street tomorrow morning."
The middle-aged man was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He packed up and went out very early the next day. Before leaving, he greeted the landlord downstairs with a smile and left the community on an old bicycle.
The main street is not far from here. The fresh pork bun shop is doing a good business. There are many diners now. The middle-aged man walked in, ordered a basket of vegetarian buns and sat down to eat slowly. Then he borrowed a toilet and waited until the breakfast rush.
In the past, the boss only met him in the back kitchen.
The strange thing is that the boss is not a cannibal player, but an ordinary person.
"I am only responsible for liaison." He gave the middle-aged man a business card, "This person will tell you what to do."
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "Dafeng Slaughterhouse, Manager Liu."
Dafeng Slaughterhouse.
Xu Huo came here first. After letting go of his spiritual world, he scanned inside and found several frozen corpses in the innermost part of the freezer. Probably because business was not good, there were only two people working here now.
They are all players, one is responsible for guarding the gate, and the other is doing reconciliation inside.
Manager Liu is on the phone with someone, "...there are many people who want to join, I will select some available ones, and I have a batch of fresh goods that will be sent over soon."
"They have been busy all night, and now is the most relaxing time."
