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Night Charm Bar, 8 PM.
A hovercraft flew over from the vicinity of the Television Center building and slowly descended.
It was worth mentioning that just 30 minutes ago, there was a murder on the 237th floor of the Television Center Building.
A celebrity war reporter who had risked his life hundreds of times to enter areas controlled by the rebel army to film some scenes of the battlefield and had a radical attitude against the war was found dead alone in the lounge.
The cause of his death was similar to Aoki Kazuo's, who had died at the same time last night. It was suspected that his throat had been slit by a special military knife.
In addition, an information chip was left beside the corpse.
It was a video of the battlefield reporter secretly meeting with a few high-ranking members of the rebel army every time he entered the rebel army's territory.
However, this information chip was taken away by a high-ranking member of the Dongsang City Guard Bureau who rushed over and ordered that all news of it be sealed.
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Feng Luo, who was disguised as a fashionable young NPC, walked briskly into the retro bar that was still not very crowded.
Compared to the previous connection process, it was much simpler this time. He was directly led by the waiter to the room where Haruko had originally brewed tea.
"Fuuma-san, please take a seat!"
Feng Luo opened the wooden sliding door, changed into his wooden clogs, and walked in. The scene that greeted him was beyond his expectations.
In the room, Haruko, who was still kneeling on the floor, was dressed completely differently from the night before.
Today, she was not wearing a snow-white sakura kimono. Instead, she was wearing a black outfit with dark red petals. It looked like a ninja or samurai outfit. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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At the same time, on the floor in front of her, there was a sheathed samurai sword about a meter long.
Her long, flowing black hair had been pulled into a high ponytail. She nodded at Feng Luo with a serious expression.
If the Haruko from last night was a cup of tea that was as refreshing as water …
What was in front of Feng Luo today was a knife.
A saber that had yet to be unsheathed, but was already suffused with a murderous aura.
Right, Fuuma?
Yes, this was Feng Luo's current disguised NPC identity, an ordinary employee of a gun shop.
"Fuuma-san, please wait a moment. The others should be arriving soon."
Haruko said lightly, half-kneeling on the floor.
"Oh right, this thing. It was given to you by the assessment team as a reward for what you said last night. "
As Haruko finished speaking, she reached out and moved the katana sheath in front of her, knocking it against a small silver box on the floor beside her.
After that, the box, which looked like it was made of special metal, moved a certain distance on the floor and stopped beside Feng Luo.
"Reward?"
Picking up the box, Feng Luo's eyes flashed with interest.
As for yesterday's sudden "report", he didn't have much hope in his heart. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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After all, logically speaking, the game company wouldn't punish these "tycoon" players who could easily fork out millions of dollars.
His points rose from third place to first place after completing the hidden mission!
And now, because he had completed three more assessment tasks today, he felt like he was about to die.
His points had already reached more than 1,900, which was more than 800 points higher than the second person.
However, even though he had more or less secured the first place, Feng Luo was not prepared to relax.
His intuition told him that these points were not only used for ranking, but also related to the final reward of the mission.
As for Shi Feng, he could earn points much faster than other players.
Just as he thought, the hundreds of images on the screen that he had memorized in the past five minutes were indeed the mission targets.
Although not all of them were assassination targets, they were all important people or important locations of each mission.
Although the number of missions issued by the system reached 10 to 20 in a day, these competitive missions were issued to all competing players. It could be said that there were too many wolves and not enough meat!
Moreover, apart from the first emergency mission, the information for the other missions was not released in one go.
Most of the missions started with vague information on the Agent Wristwatch, and only after a period of time would the next information narrow down the scope of the mission targets.
This required each player to think of ways to narrow down the scope of the target and then try their best to complete the mission before others found the target.
This way, Feng Luo, who had memorized the images on the screen, naturally had a great advantage.
The war reporter just now had long since noticed from the staff information of the television center that a person's profile matched one of the 100 images in his memory, so he was one step ahead of all the other competing players and took 125 points.
Apart from the 100 images, the tens of thousands of words that implied the hidden mission of each competing player was also useful.
If it were not for the fact that he also had a hidden mission tonight, he would have gone to another hidden mission contact point to "wait."
In that case, he might very well be a "client" of the Hounds.
He had previously noticed that among the players at the contact point for the hidden mission tonight, two of them were originally the first and second ranked players!
They were also two of the five most important clients of the Hounds!
Feng Luo felt that the Hounds probably knew about the existence of the hidden mission. Although he did not know why they did not let a large number of people participate, normal players could choose not to do it, but these kinds of players who wanted to compete for a spot would not give up on the hidden mission.
Especially now that their points had been deducted by half and they were lagging behind by a large margin.
"What a pity!"
Feng Luo shook his head.
Although he had used a few mission confrontations and the Scout Beetle to lock onto the identities of a portion of the Hounds' players, there were still some people hiding in the dark.
Among the five people who had spent a lot of money to buy a spot for the profession change, he still only knew the Scout and the Wind Manipulator.
The other three people who were originally ranked in the top three had been hiding in the dark and moving very carefully.
After all, in a situation where they all had disguise potions on them, it was still very difficult to discover other competing players.
As such, he had originally wanted to wait for two of the other three people, but he had received his own hidden mission, so he could only come over first.
"However, it should be said that the gains still outweigh the losses!"
Feng Luo looked at the opened box in his hand.
Micro Tracking Bullet ZZ-2 (B-Grade Special Bullet)
Attack + 10%. Can be fired using firearms or agent wristwatch. After hitting the human body, the micro tracking device inside will enter the body and can be tracked by the Hummingbird System. Duration: 24 hours (Effect disappears upon death of the player).
In the silver box with the fingerprint and DNA lock, there were five translucent 7mm pistol bullets with a complex structure inside.
B-Grade bullets!
This was the second type of B-Grade bullet that Feng Luo had obtained. Compared to the impact bullet, the effects of these five bullets were undoubtedly more special.
Moreover, Feng Luo had read the detailed introduction. Under normal circumstances, the micro tracking device in these bullets would not be discovered by the biochip or agent wristwatch.
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