"Oh, it's true that women are jealous."
Meng Fei, who was warming himself on the sofa, sighed.
Ai Ting looks very cold on the surface, but in reality it's the complete opposite. In the past, the reply time to her on WeChat never took more than ten seconds.
He even suspected that this guy would not hesitate to take out his mobile phone and reply to his WeChat message when checking the water meter and arresting people.
But he just asked for Tang Wenwen's WeChat ID, and the Cold War actually started?
Not only did he not reply immediately, but he also didn’t reply to several messages he sent later. This is obviously jealous.
Although Ai Ting didn't reply to him, he still got Tang Wenwen's contact information.
He called the newspaper and lied that there was major news about the Yunshen rooftop explosion.
He also seductively revealed some details, such as the emotional insider story of the policewoman who jumped off the rooftop.
But when the other party asked for more revelations, he demanded that he communicate directly with Tang Wenwen, the author of the most popular report.
After struggling like this for three or two times, I finally added Tang Wenwen's WeChat account.
The WeChat avatar of the beautiful writer is a beautiful and elegant two-dimensional anime girl, which is much cuter than the cold badge of the criminal investigation captain.
As soon as he said "Hi", his phone vibrated immediately.
"Brother Meng, it's you!"
"Where have you been these days?
“I didn’t even see your house open.
"I still want to see you in the hospital?
“In the end, they said you were transferred to another hospital after staying for just one day.
"I don't know where it went?
"Tingting told me to go out less, especially not to look for you.
“Fortunately, my computer hasn’t broken down these days.
"So you are still alive!"
Meng Fei's head was full of black lines, thinking that I wouldn't die that easily.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m still alive.
"I need your help with something."
"Whatever it is, just say it."
"Help me check someone..."
"Okay, keep it on me."
The lovely female reporter happily accepted the commission.
Tang Wenwen is a reporter, and her connections and activities are not bad.
Just taking out a press card can intimidate a large number of people.
It was a piece of cake for her to check someone out.
Although the Bureau of Criminal Investigation has probably investigated this person, they are bound to find nothing.
The reason is simple, they don't have the strongest BUG system.
And if Meng Fei has a way to see this person, he can use the system to scan and it will be clear.
Considering that every detail of his conversation with this girl might be published in the newspapers or appear in an online novel, Meng Fei did not dare to say too much.
After only chatting about life ideals for a while, he politely ended the conversation by sending a red rose to express his gratitude.
Tang Wenwen immediately returned the blow with a naughty kiss.
Meng Fei put away his phone and looked out the window.
Dingshan is not high, but this mountainside faces the east, giving you a panoramic view of the entire Wutong City.
The city is like a large cluster of some kind of naturally growing ore, glowing with a flaming golden-red luster under the fiery red sunset.
There are more than 20 million people here.
He wanted to take the initiative and find out the supernatural organization that was not good to him.
X's body copy ability has a restriction: copying can only be achieved when the trust level exceeds 60%.
He asked the system in detail about the trust settings.
The so-called trust level of 60% is not an easy value to achieve.
A person with a trust level of over 80% can be said to be a life-or-death friend. He can take a bullet for you at any time and donate his heart to you without blinking an eye.
More than 60% are generally parents, spouses, children with normal relationships, or friends with high trust.
More than 50% are normal relationships with classmates, colleagues, and ordinary friends.
Why can the predecessor Meng Fei be copied?
Because he was an orphan and single, only Ouyang Cong discovered his talent. He probably had the idea of dying for his confidant.
Woc, isn’t this a famous workplace PUA?
So his trust in Ouyang Cong exceeds 60%. As a result, he copied it.
Although Ouyang Cong himself is just a copy, he can be regarded as a clone of X.
As long as the predecessor Meng Fei reaches more than 60% trust in any clone of X, he can be copied.
This could explain the conditions under which Meng Fei was copied. But how was Ouyang Cong copied?
Reverse derivation can lead to a conclusion: one of Ouyang Cong's closest relatives and friends is destined to be a clone.
This is a chain reaction. A series of people with a trust level of more than 60% form a long chain, which will eventually point to X himself.
And he has the strongest BUG system, so he can just scan it all the way.
Of course, the premise is that he must first find the addresses of these people and then have the opportunity to meet them in person.
He first targeted Ouyang Cong's wife, so he asked Tang Wenwen to investigate Ouyang Cong's wife's name, address, workplace, etc.
After understanding it clearly, he only needed to pretend to be a passerby on the street and meet him in a hurry, which was enough to determine whether the person was a clone.
By analogy, he will find X's true identity sooner or later!
While he was sitting on the sofa planning to track down X's true identity, in that city as bright as crystalline ore, Lao Li and Ai Ting were doing almost the same thing.
After Ai Ting signed up to become a member of the Goddess Belief Culture Research Association and the actual supernatural power investigation department, she thought it was finally her turn to do something serious - report the case.
Senior ministerial officials...
If Minister Zhao from the Criminal Department was here, she could boast about it for the rest of her life when she returned to the team. But the replacement of Minister Li from this "different department" made her feel inexplicably useless.
Just when she opened her laptop, she suddenly discovered that Lao Li had snatched the cord of the projector.
"Before you report, let me give you some background."
His eyes flickered, he smiled mysteriously, and clicked to play with the mouse.
A tall, stylish man wearing a black leather coat and cape, wearing a ghost mask and holding a silver sword appeared on the curtain.
He was surrounded by circles of light waves rippling like water.
"Mask man?"
Ai Ting couldn't help shouting.
"We call him Ghostface in our files. He has the power of space jumping and can easily pass through walls.
"In the past two years, he has committed four crimes and assassinated three important figures. There was only one failed ambush, but he still escaped by jumping."
"Why haven't I heard of any of these cases?"
"Because all the case files have been handed over to us, they will not be made public."
Lao Li explained while tapping the keyboard to change to the next page.
What appeared this time was a blurry picture, in which a short, bald old man who was inconspicuous in the picture walked by under the streetlight on the street corner.
"This person is very low-key. Even if he is not wearing a mask, clear facial photos are rarely taken.
"We call him the Explosive Man. He is good at making explosions without preparing any explosives. He has been involved in several bombings in the past.
"They both belong to the same supernatural organization. We call this organization:
"X."
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