Seeing the twinkling light in Meng Fei's eyes, Doruke asked in surprise:
"what have you found?"
Meng Fei glanced around. Now there are only two people in this room, Doruke and him.
"Doxian, if I climbed through the window to attack and take away Izumi, how did I seal these tapes from the inside?"
Meng Fei pointed to the untouched tape on the window.
"It's really hard to explain."
Doruke snorted.
"But compared to the others, you are still the most suspect."
"No, no, no." Meng Fei shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Duo must know very well that this is not caused by human power, but by the power of supernatural games."
"Could it be that Mr. Zhang has found a way to crack the game?"
As Meng Fei predicted, Doruke did not eat very much, but asked curiously.
Not everyone in the building has experienced the "space-warping game." Professor Bu, only researchers with high IQs will interest the "Palace of All Things" and test them with games.
There is a high probability that other staff members of the Nautilus Institute were innocently involved. Worse, their probability of being eliminated is as high as 100%.
So there is no need for them to know about this, knowing will only cause panic.
But Doruke, as the security owner of the building, is the backbone of maintaining order. Meng Fei believes that he must know the existence of the game and is working hard to crack it and survive.
He insisted on identifying Meng Fei and Xiao Han as suspects and imprisoning them. "The investigation is just to calm the hearts of the security guards who discovered that Quan Changkong was unexpectedly missing.
"Although I haven't found the way to crack the game yet, I know who knows the way to crack it. Now I just need to find the person and find a way to get her to talk!"
"who?"
"The new student Mi Rong came with me."
"Mi Rong? The director's new assistant?"
The corner of Doruke's mouth twitched.
Meng Fei didn't give him any chance, and said bluntly: "If I hadn't guessed, when you counted all the people in the building, you didn't find Mi Rong at all."
The fat man was a little surprised and speechless.
"How did you know?"
"Old man, don't worry about it. This woman is my ex, don't I understand her? This is related to the life and death of everyone in our building. Time is running out!"
Meng Fei stepped forward decisively, grabbed the man's shoulders, widened his eyes and threatened him in gluttonous language.
"How do you want to die? To be pierced through the sofa like Quan Changkong? Or to take drugs to cool down? If you catch this woman quickly, there will be a solution!"
"This person...I can't find him."
Doruke said hesitantly.
When they counted the number of people in the whole building, they did find that Mi Rong's room was empty, and they didn't know where the people were.
Considering that Mi Rong was the new director's assistant, he called the director's internal phone number to inform him of the matter. Unexpectedly, the director was very impatient and said that there was no assistant and asked the security department to leave it alone.
So he didn't care about this person anymore.
"I know where she is. Just follow me."
Meng Fei immediately started running, grabbed the door, grabbed Xiao Han at the door and ran towards the corridor.
Doruke and several security guards followed Meng Fei closely. ….
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As a result, Doruke did not want to provoke his boss. But he didn't want to die even more. No matter what Meng Fei said was true, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would give it a try.
According to the power-saving meter, all electric lights in public places will be turned off at 8 p.m., leaving only the lighting in the room. In addition, all the doors were tightly closed and the corridors were dark.
Fortunately, the security guards held their hands, and Meng Fei used the flickering light in front to go straight to the director's office at the end of the corridor on the 11th floor, where the sign "No Knocking" was displayed.
The “no knock” sign is long gone. Now it's "Do Not Disturb". But Meng Fei didn't care, he kicked him over with a flying kick. The wooden door opened with a sound of winter.
A woman's scream was heard along with the sound of the door being kicked.
The white lights in the room are bright. The metal laboratory floor was covered with a thick, fluffy blanket.
On the blanket, Professor Bu, who has a somewhat skinny figure, is having intense sex with his new assistant, who has a lithe and sharp figure.
battle. The picture is so beautiful that it looks like a real Western classical oil painting. Xiao Han covered his eyes and did not dare to look further.
Mi Rong, who had screamed, her hair was a little messy, and her face was distorted from madness, couldn't find any clothes for a long time, so she could only roll up the blanket on the ground. The first thing she saw was Zhang Feng rushing into the room.
The idea of "being fucked by a captured girl" came to her like lightning, making her want to crawl into the cracks in the ground. But she immediately thought, wasn't she already divorced? How about catching a ghost girl?
Endless anger surged immediately, and she cursed angrily: "Get out! Get out! Get out! Zhang Feng, you bitch, it's none of your business who I sleep with! You dare to kick in the door?"
But no matter how loud she shouted, no one paid any attention to her. Especially Zhang, seeing his ex-wife not embarrassed in someone else's bed, even wanted to laugh a little.
She suddenly understood. Reminiscent of the many strange things she felt as soon as they met, but she didn't think much about it, she shouted like she had discovered a new world:
"You are not Zhang Feng! You are not Zhang Feng! Who are you?"
But still no one paid attention to her. Because what she yelled and yelled was all in Qingmang language. Only Meng Fei and Xiao Han can understand Qingmang here, and no one else knows what she is shouting.
Of course Meng Fei had no time to pay attention to her. Now it doesn't matter whether he is Zhang or not, whether the identity of the impostor is exposed or not. All he had to do was catch Mi Rong.
The reason why he was able to come here was because when he was cracking the department in the office and looking for reports on the composition of the outside air, he had seen the mailbox of the director, Professor Boulanger.
Naturally, it also included Mi Rong's initiative to express her goodwill to the director and apply for an assistant position, as well as the subsequent emails between the two of them making appointments for each other. The time they made an appointment was exactly eight in the evening, in the director's office.
The security guards counted everyone in the building and found that Mi Rong was missing. Doruke specifically asked the director for instructions on this matter, and one can imagine the irritability of the director at that time.
"Professor Bu."
Meng Fei half-crouched and whispered to Professor Boulanger, who was naked but calm in his raw Taotie language.
"Do you want to hack the game and survive?"
"oh?"
Professor Bu showed a surprise smile on his face, and the wrinkles on his face were like a complicated flower blooming:
"Have you found a way to crack it?"
"not yet."
Meng Fei was a little disappointed, but immediately said with hope:
"But I found a way to find a way to crack it. You just do what I say.".
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