Wen Renyu was wearing a sports suit. He picked up a cup of cold tea from the table and drank it in one gulp to moisten his throat.
The nearest person was five meters away from him. If you weren't paying special attention, you wouldn't have heard what Wen Renyu said. However, the highly qualified professional player who is about to retire still kept as silent as possible, and only occasionally responded to his teammates' calls. command.
However, the game teammates in the headset continued to output, especially the police officer named Lu... the content was "not right for the situation but not the person", because the actions of the Wenren boss were indeed a bit extreme in the eyes of normal people.
"No matter how you say it... 'Make sure that the last second before the resurrected opponent comes online to see the last soldier out of flash distance being killed by the tower' is still too much!"
Lu Yao really had a strong sense of involvement. He was also a duel lane enthusiast. Even though he gave up his position out of respect, he was directly shocked by Wen Renyu's carefulness when competing with the opponent's top laner. He clicked his tongue.
"...Can people die more cleanly? This is not only destroying people's bodies, but also destroying people's souls?"
Wen Renyu quickly typed a few words in the sidebar after hearing this. With his advantage of hand speed and superior time management, the operation process was not affected at all:
[Psychological warfare is also a strategy. 】
He was playing seriously. Just like playing gun games in cafes before, this famous gamer seems to take any victory or defeat very seriously.
At the same time, the character controlled by Wen Renyu once again depleted the opponent's health bar in the game. However, this time he failed to kill them all. The opponent learned his lesson and fled, and hurriedly prepared to return to the city and leave.
Wen Renyu, who had accurately calculated the time to return to the city, was very interested. He threw a small skill with his empty hand without any vision, scaring the opponent hidden in the blind spot of his vision to run away, and then retreated.
Repeat the old trick.
Lu Yao was diligently killing wild monsters in the wilderness, so he naturally had free time to observe the battle situation. At the same time, he also saw this scene again and felt that this kind of bad behavior was not worth promoting-the person who had no choice but to be admonished was indeed good at greeting people with a smile. "King of Torture".
Thinking about it, this proposition is not unfamiliar at all.
The goal is achieved, and the opponent is on the run for a period of time. Wen Renyu then dragged his view to the perspective of another teammate. After a brief inspection, he continued to speak on the public channel:
[Master Jiang can use this skill very well! 】
[Master Jiang’s move just now was really good~]
…
Even more than once.
Soon after the game ended, Lu Yao's private chat message popped up on the phone screen. The message was concise but not concise, and the emotions were quite intense.
"Damn it, brother, can you be a little more utilitarian and hidden? Like me?"
It is true that Jiang Qiu has extraordinary intelligence, and like Wen Renyu, he can accurately calculate the opponent's blood line in an instant. His surgical hands are also stable and accurate, and his reaction is extremely fast...
However, despite having all the hardware and software, he is not a "player" after all, just a novice who can talk on paper.
Because of this, Wen Renyu's rather forceful typing to show off just now was a bit too stiff. Compared with the various behaviors he witnessed in another game that seemed to be "socially awesome", this compliment seemed to be slightly different.
But in the real world, Wen Renyu had been in a state of expressionless expression for some time, as if he was thinking about something. No matter what Lu Yao said in the next private chat, it remained unchanged.
It was this situation that attracted the attention of others. As a fan of "Ming Huo" and also as his successor, Hu Feng, a wing player with the ID "Nohara".
It is not surprising that the average number of e-sports professional players is an Internet addict. Playing one, two, two or three games is not surprising at all. Although the skills of playing other games may not be superb, it is common for them to be used as a leisure hobby to pass the time.
But while playing a game, his face suddenly becomes sinking, which is an incredible situation. Unless you fail to draw a card or get stuck, the probability is almost the same as that of a fish accidentally choking while swimming.
Because of this, Beard Feng, who cared about the former captain, cautiously came up and saw Wen Renyu switching the game interface, swiping through an unknown app similar to a chat software, and then swiping over again.
"Captain, what happened?" Beard Peak was cautious, still used to calling this respected senior as captain, and did not dare to call him by his first name.
Wen Renyu shook his head, "Thank you for your concern."
Although he often gets along well with other colleagues, Wen Renyu does have moments when he doesn't like to talk. Beard Peak just thought that the great master had his own private affairs. Maybe he was in a bad mood, but he was also a little curious about what the chat software he had never seen before was.
The picture just flashed by, and Beard Peak really didn't see the details. However, as a professional e-sports player, his powerful dynamic vision accidentally captured two words that appeared to be a contact note:
【Bingguang】
...It looks like a middle-class name given to oneself by a guy with an incredible amount of justice, or one that will be smoothly incorporated into the shameful black history in a few years.
Beard Peak's sense of morality was still too strong, and he felt that he should not pry into his senior's privacy, so he shook his head and forgot about it, and walked away.
At the same time, Lu Yao also put down his mobile phone. After finishing the game, her companion was also offline. She took the time to complain a few words. She looked up and saw Jiang Qiu taking out a book at some point - judging from the sticker on the cover, it should have been at the Yuzhou City Library before leaving. borrowed.
Okay, Dr. Jiang can do her own thing, which saves her the effort of trying to divert her attention. Lu Yao actually didn't know much about the inside story, but Liang An told her to try her best to maintain Wen Renyu's connections, and Wen Renyu was quite interested in Jiang Qiu...
What can Lu Yao do?
Even though she was vaguely aware that Liang An asked her to help Wen Renyu fulfill her request as much as possible, Wen Renyu came over to play with her, and the person she named to accompany her "happened" to be the target of her temporary mission. This was definitely not the case. It's just a coincidence, shouldn't we just do it?
Lu Yao had long felt that it was very strange, but under her superficial casualness, she also had the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Some seemingly arrogant things actually have no risk, and some people who hold grudges must not be provoked. She knew these things from the beginning.
It is true that Jiang Qiu, a second-generation rich man with an unusual personality but easy to get along with, makes it easy for people to "befriend the rich" without any burden, but the attitude of many people around him towards him and some subtle research commissions - these factors combined, all It made Lu Yao suspicious.
Dr. Jiang's origin is by no means simple, and even his existence may have internal details that he should not pry too deep into at the moment. Lu Yao knew it, but he never spoke directly.
Lu Yao actually has countless ways to pry into other people's hidden secrets, but as a "technician" who had her own identity and trump cards before becoming a police officer, she also knows that some things are inconvenient to get involved in.
All in all, the simple theory was even partially verified - especially after a commission occurred.
