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1056 Prison situation (1)

Bohemia is happy now.

Originally she thought she would stay in the cell sullenly, but she didn't expect to become the warden as soon as she came up. Who is bigger than her in the entire prison system? She had such a big advantage at the beginning of the game - only then Less than ten minutes after being separated from Lin Sanjiu, her luck improved significantly!

If she has any dissatisfaction, it is that the game goal of "Prison Storm" can only be told in stages. The host will tell her what the goal is at a specific point in time; if the time is not up, even if she has nothing to do, I can only stare and wait.

"...In this game, you cannot use force that exceeds that of ordinary humans, and special items are also prohibited. The appearance of your character in the game is your own appearance. Since you look like a young girl, then you Her physical strength, speed, and force are all at the average level of ordinary young women."

"What does it mean to look like a young girl? I am."

The dungeon host was unmoved and continued: "Target 1, please find out your own background, identity, location, and date and time. The next notification of Target 2 will be five hours after the game time. "

Objective 1 does not sound difficult. It is, after all, it is the first task after entering the game.

"Attention, if you arouse the suspicion of the game NPC at this stage, declare wrong conclusions as facts, cause any chaos inside the prison... etc., once it happens to a real warden, it will not happen. If something happens, then it will be considered a mistake on your part. If you make a mistake once, you will peel off the onion skin."

"Didn't I just do some cheating and deception in the past? I just did it. I'm not afraid of you telling me."

Bohemia glanced at the plump onion floating on her head, and while muttering, she looked around the office. It should be very simple to achieve goal 1, after all, this is "her" office; if nothing else, Maybe there should be a name tag on the door?

She opened the office door, her eyes fell on the bottom of the sign "Warden's Office", and she couldn't help but snorted with satisfaction - sure enough, there was a small golden slender nameplate with the words "Sandy" on it. Winters”.

Let’s see how it goes. It’s easy to get it at your fingertips, and the medicine can cure the disease!

Feeling proud, Bohemian glanced outside the door. In this long gray-white corridor, in addition to the vague fragrance of food, there were several offices with lights on at the other end. It should be The other prison staff were there. Before being discovered by the NPC, she quickly retracted her head, closed the door, and looked around the office several times.

The clock on the wall told her that it was 12:47 a.m., but unfortunately it was just after lunch time; the closed blinds were also stained with streaks of white light from the outside world. The specific day of the month was unknown. , she rummaged around on the table for a while, but couldn't find a newspaper or calendar.

Opening the blinds and looking out through the gap, Bohemia discovered that not far outside the building, there happened to be a place where the prisoners had their breath. At this time, there were many prisoners wearing orange-red prison uniforms standing in groups. .In addition to the high walls of the playground, there are layers of barbed wire fences that separate several roads and separate the playground from other parts of the prison. Looking down from a high place, you can still see A few prison guards standing in the corner.

With such an iron wall, she, the warden, looks very safe.

"When do you think they will escape from prison? If they really escape from prison, I think you, the warden, will be in trouble first." Descartes also came up at some point and looked out through the blinds, blurring out the sunlight.

Bohemia rolled her eyes at it.

In fact, what Descartes said is not unreasonable - whether it is a game or a TV series, the so-called prison situation actually tells the story of the prisoner; and among the prisoners' stories, they are most likely to be related to a warden.

If there is a conflict, it must be "jailbroken".

Bohemia decided to raise the security level of the prison a few more levels as soon as she got to grips with the situation.

In addition to the date, there is also a "location", which is also one of the things to be found out in Objective 1. Fortunately, when she was listening to the introduction of the rules, she had gone through the office;

Among the documents dug out, she remembered that there were a lot of envelopes - Bohemia sat on the ground and flipped through them for a few minutes, and finally found a few registered letters sent to her, with the address clearly written "Thunder City"

"Western Suburban Bridgewater State Prison".

"You're lucky." The Descartes spirit lay on her shoulder and looked down at the envelope in her hand. Not long ago, he kept asking her to let him go, but now that he was involved in the game, it seemed that his attention

I was completely attracted by the content of the game; just like the onion above my head, wherever Bohemia went, it followed it, for fear of missing any key plot clues.

Maybe the life of waiting on the road to eat people is quite boring.

"How can you say it's luck?" She snorted from her nose and tapped her temple: "It also requires using your brain! For example, let's take the background of my character. I just looked at it a few times and I guessed it.

It’s like seventy-seven or eighty-nine.”

Descartes paused for a moment. There was obviously no expression in the mosaic, but it made people want to get sulky after looking at it. When it spoke again, its voice rose subtly, and it sounded like it was waiting.

The fun begins: "Oh? What's the background?"

Bohemia was about to open her mouth, but suddenly closed it again.

She tilted her head, and Onion also turned around. It seemed as if everyone was sizing up Descartes.

In this office, there are some scattered things that introduce her background and identity: a selfie photo of an elderly couple sitting in economy class, who appear to be Sandy Winters' parents; there is also a certificate of honor on the wall

, in recognition of the fact that during her four years of working in the prison system, she successfully prevented and cracked a conspiracy involving collusion between inside and outside the prison during the investigation of a major case.

In addition, the host said that her character's appearance is her own appearance. Even if Sandy Winters is well-maintained, she should not be more than thirty-five years old. To sum up, she is likely to come from an ordinary middle-class family.

Her family, her meritorious service at a young age, her promotion speed is like a rocket, she is an elite from every angle... It really fits her image.

...This background should be close to ten, but Descartes's tone, as if he is always ready to gloat about his misfortune, is really annoying and frustrating.

"You, you have something in your stomach that you haven't said." Bohemia's tone was very sure, "You noticed something - well, let me think about it...ah!" She raised her head suddenly and realized:

"You want me to tell you my theory!"

She almost forgot that when the host introduced the mistakes in the game, he once said "state the wrong conclusion as a fact" - she originally thought that this sentence was meant to remind her not to make mistakes in front of NPCs.

words; now that I think about it, the host has never mentioned the word NPC. If there is anything wrong in her guess, and she tells Descartes again, her onion will be stripped of a layer of clothing.

!

When Descartes saw that she had reacted, he seemed to lose his breath, and sank lazily, lying on the desk. "It doesn't matter if you say it. Just try and see if you guessed it right. Anyway, you said it yourself."

, you are not afraid of letting people know your past." It turned into a blurry mass, which made people dizzy after looking at it for a long time. "Besides, as long as you are not afraid of exposing yourself, this onion is not threatening. Even if it is

So what if I'm stripped naked, there's no final punishment."

That's right...even if all a person's secrets are exposed, it is unlikely to affect his life; so it seems that this game is quite gentle?

Having said that, Bohemia still did not reveal her guess. Instead, she grabbed the Descartes spirit with her consciousness and taught it a lesson several times like a sack. Just when she was worried about how to find out the last "date",

Someone knocked on the door twice, and then the door was opened by a man.

"Miss Winters,"

The man had a clean complexion and was in his thirties. He was dressed like an ordinary office worker and was obviously not a prison guard. What made Bohemia's eyes light up was that he was holding a lunch box in his hand. "They will carry it for you.

I ordered a lunch... You didn’t eat at noon today, right? I heard that those people from the Investigation Bureau took up a lot of your time."

What a great life a warden has!

Bohemia immediately patted the table: "Yes, you can put it here - oh, don't worry about the files on the floor, I will sort them out."

Also put down with the lunch box was a document.

"The people from the Investigation Bureau are in a hurry, so please sign first." The man said with a hint of apology.

Bohemia opened the lid first and glanced at the document - then, she suddenly had an idea.

"Ah, I'm almost starving to death," she complained pretendingly, took a big bite of the beef sandwich, stuffed it in her mouth and said vaguely: "The people in the Investigation Bureau have too many things to do, and I'm so hungry now...

Well, I've signed it and here you go."

The man looked at the document and smiled: "Miss Winters, you forgot to write the date."

"Please help me make up for it," Bohemia almost buried her head in the food. "Look, my hands are covered with sauce... Anyway, I am the one who signed the name."

As her subordinate, the man hesitated for a moment, and then he picked up the pen as she ordered. As he signed, Bohemia quickly glanced behind the sandwich - in the date column

Here, the man wrote "July 30, 126 Bo".

Goal 1 completed!

Bohemia's heart and stomach were filled with satisfaction - it only took her thirty minutes to complete goal 1; in the next four hours or so, she could interfere with Lin Sanjiu's game!


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