Tang Shouren's tricks can be seen by any veteran player with some experience.
He has never met his teammates, and he is not a team-killing player like Su Yang who simply harms others for fun.
He just used his teammates' admiration and trust in him and let them explore the path for him.
Except for the monkey who committed suicide at the beginning, the deaths of Kiki and Tang Ying are probably inseparable from Tang Shouren.
Tang Shouren was not the kind of person who would force people to die with a knife. He always worked quietly behind the scenes.
But there can be no problems with the path he found with the lives of his teammates, so there are only two possibilities.
One is that he really found a way to leave the company on his own.
Of course, there is another one, that is, his persona in the company is the same, he is a shady person.
He is usually impassioned, inciting others' emotions, and then hides behind to enjoy the benefits.
If he is such a person, will he really come out to cheer him up?
The answer is no.
Cheng Miao put down her phone and did not look at the message Tang Shouren sent in the group. No matter which result it was, it would appear soon.
While Tang Shouren was desperately exposing the company's evil deeds on the Internet and calling on everyone to resist the company, Qiu Dong was walking to his office.
Suddenly, the originally bright corridor fell into darkness.
Qiudong's breathing rate didn't change at all, he stood quietly.
As a clearing player, Qiu Dong lost his original props and bUff after choosing the identity of the front desk.
So he didn't have the tools for Baili Qianqiu, Lian Ge and Jiang Chen to defend themselves.
But he doesn't need to.
Years of experience as a cat have allowed his five senses to reach their peak on top of their already outstanding abilities.
He quietly listened to the movement of things slowly lurking in the darkness. If it were another person, he probably wouldn't feel anything.
That face with bleeding from all its orifices wanted to catch Qiudong off guard the moment the lights came on, scare the person half to death, and then slowly kill him out of fear.
When the lights came on as promised, a pale and bloody face came within easy reach, creating a terrifying effect.
But the person opposite didn't even have a single look in his eyes.
Just when the thing was hesitating whether to pounce or startle again, Qiu Dong moved his feet, and with his extremely agile skills and super high balance, he was instantly behind the thing.
Then, without any feint, Qiu Dong held the face that was exactly the same as his own when he died miserably, and used his hands hard.
"Click."
The thing's head was turned 180 degrees to face Qiudong.
Qiudong knew that this alone could not kill the ghost.
Without a trace of hesitation or pause, Qiu Dong made a knife-shaped right hand with his right hand. While the thing was still dazed, he inserted it directly from the back of its heart and held its non-existent heart.
There are many ways to deal with ghosts, most of which are like Cheng Miao's Kun Bone Dagger, Qin Musong's Eagle Eye Spear and Jiang Chen's Civilization Staff.
But there is a more violent way, which is to use hand-to-hand combat like Qiu Dong to disperse the essence in the heart of the ghost.
The effect is the same as props, but because the method is too difficult, almost no players use it.
Watching the ferocious ghost scream and disappear in place, the lights that had been flickering intermittently returned to normal.
Qiudong looked at her smooth hands, then turned and went to the bathroom.
One thing that Lin Zhu is worried about now is that although he can put off doing such illegal things, there is still a reason for what happened before.
Once something goes wrong and he is found out, he will definitely be fired, and he knows the consequences of being fired.
Qi Jiajia thought it was very simple, just kill the person and blame everything on that person, and it would be over.
But Lin Zhu couldn't do this. Although he was just an NPC, he was still the same person as him.
not to mention……
If we really take action, it's not certain who will kill whom...
Lin Zhu had no other choice but to look through some of his past records to look for clues.
As he watched, he suddenly discovered a problem...
It turns out that Lin Zhu's signature seems different from the signature on the list that Yun Suzhao gave him before.
This discovery refreshed Lin Zhu's spirits. He carefully found the chat screenshot, enlarged the picture and printed it out.
Then he turned to the usual signatures on other documents.
Sure enough, it is different.
Lin Zhu's signature was correct on the receipt sent by Yunsu, but even if he took it to the chairman to see the document, his signature was careless.
Lin Zhu picked up a pen and wrote a name.
Yes, a normal scrawled signature, as was his writing habit.
It seems that Lin Zhu in the original version was also worried about being exposed, so he deliberately left a small flaw.
Lin Zhu raised his head happily and stood at attention, as expected of me!
There is only one problem now. Once there is a confrontation, only Yunsu can prove that he admitted that he wrote it.
The chat history here can be deleted, but what about Yunsu's place?
That woman was too rational, and she might not necessarily help Lin Zhu cover up.
If you go to find her now, in case no one notices this chat at all, she will be reminded instead.
If you don't look for it...if you miss the opportunity for peace talks...
Lin Zhu fell into a new round of entanglement...
Tang Shouren felt like a fool when he saw that no one in the group replied to him.
Fortunately, he was cautious and did not involve leaders and department heads in the group, just because he was afraid that this road would not work.
Originally, he looked at the chat records and saw that there were quite a few people who agreed with him, but he didn't expect that these people wouldn't dare to fart once he was in the group.
Tang Shouren quickly disbanded the group. He pinched his fingers and thought, this road is not going to work. Is it really necessary to criticize the backbone?
He stood up to get a glass of water, sat on a chair and drank slowly.
In the same office as him were Lin Zhu and Qi Jiajia, both of whom were not nosy people.
It is impossible for such a person to be used to explore the road. Tang Shouren sighed, it would be better if the monkey was not dead yet.
He lowered his head and blew on the water in the cup. When he was about to drink the water, he suddenly found a ferocious face appearing on the water in the cup.
Her eyes were full of misery and she looked at him with hatred.
Tang Shouren shook his hand and the cup broke, attracting the attention of colleagues around him.
Tang Shouren had a cold sweat on his forehead. He forced himself to get a broom and mop to clean the floor, and then sat on the stool blankly for a long time.
When he was sure he was still alive, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe my behavior just now violated the rules, and it should just be a warning, which is fine.
He reached behind his neck and pressed his cervical vertebrae. In the past few days, he was almost suffering from cervical spondylosis.
Suddenly, Tang Shouren felt a hand firmly grasp his hand that was still massaging his shoulders and neck.
That hand was cold, stiff, and extremely strong. Tang Shouren was sitting against the wall, which meant that the wall was behind him.
Then this hand appeared out of thin air.
