Doomsday Wonderland

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734 What are you going to do to me?

The man buried his face in the grass and soil, and after breathing heavily for a while, when he finally turned half of his face again with difficulty, he was no longer the sallow, weather-beaten look he had just now. . (w W W . V o Dtw . c o M)

After Route 300 took effect, his eyes became slightly rounder, his nose gradually became higher, and his chin broke free from the constraints of the Chinese character face, forming a rounded arc below the face. Lin Sanjiu stared at him with a bit of surprise, stretched out her hand to wipe his face, and sure enough, there was an extra card in her hand: [Disposable Masks for Young People with Ordinary Faces Series].

She had used this prop once when she was in Red Nautilus and almost forgot about it.

Although props used to hide faces have never occupied the mainstream of demand, they have never disappeared in the Twelve Realms.

"No wonder it was the first time I met you." She withdrew her knee from the other person's neck, and the man immediately got up. As soon as he sat up, he immediately noticed something was wrong with the special item he was wearing, and his face suddenly turned pale - "Well, when I look at you now, you seem vaguely familiar..." Lin Sanjiu looked at his face. Face for a while, a vague impression came to mind.

I should have seen it while flying on a plane.

"Yes, I talked to you once a few days ago." This young man with a chubby chin and cheeks said in a self-defeating tone: "What do you want to do to me?"

He seemed to have recognized the strength gap between him and Lin Sanjiu in a very short period of time.

"You have no room for bargaining now," Lin Sanjiu squatted in front of him and stared at his face: "Tell me what's going on, who are you?"

The way she squats is very special, and she learned it from Kurosawa Ji; when it comes to the use of the body, he is undoubtedly a genius - her body at this time has achieved a delicate balance between stillness and explosion, as long as If there is any movement in front of her, she can eject at any time like a cheetah.

Obviously, this oppressive feeling of impending rain has enveloped this man tightly.

"I, I can tell you."

He thought about it for a while and said hesitantly. He opened his mouth to speak, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks bulged, as if an oversized squirrel was constantly chewing a mouthful of fruit: "But that's it... don't take it personally. Action...we have no ill intentions towards you personally, this is all just a work arrangement."

"Work?"

The young man coughed, scratched his bulging cheeks, and puffed out his chest: "Yes, I and several other colleagues who are following you all work in the same place."

Lin Sanjiu stared at him and said nothing, waiting for him to continue.

"Yes, cough." At this moment, the young man seemed to be filled with two emotions: shame and pride at the same time: "I am the action specialist and planning specialist of the 'Committee to Prevent Price Rise and Inflation'."

"You...say that name again."

“‘Price Rise and Inflation Prevention Committee’, referred to as ‘Inflation Prevention Committee’.”

...There really is everyone in the Twelve Realms.

Lin Sanjiu tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and looked at him from head to toe again.

"...anti-inflation meeting? What on earth do you do?" She felt so filled with questions that she didn't know which one to ask: "There is inflation in the Twelve Realms too?"

"Where there is capital for economic activities, a series of economic problems will inevitably arise, including rising prices and inflation." The young man replied seriously. When he lowered his face, it was as if the oversized squirrel was resting its cheeks after finishing its dinner. “Our committee is specifically responsible for handling this matter and preventing this from happening.”

Lin Sanjiu tried to recall, but she really couldn't recall whether there was such a committee among the institutions that maintained the operation of the Twelve Realms. "How to prevent it?" she asked, "What does it have to do with me?"

"By paying close attention to economic activities in the market, actively carrying out multi-point manual monitoring, implementing strict management of large-amount capital flows and other means to prevent and combat market overheating, money laundering or excessive currency issuance, and conduct real-time macro-control of the amount of currency in circulation, Stabilize prices..."

If only the puppeteer were here.

"You speak human language." Lin Sanjiu said coldly.

This request seemed a bit difficult for him. He hesitated and murmured for a while, then said: "This, isn't this obvious..."

Lin Sanjiu took out the pointer and pointed it at the arm exposed under the opponent's sleeve.

The young "Operation Specialist and Planning Specialist" suddenly became anxious: "Yes, that's it! We have been concerned about buying and selling activities involving large amounts of money... That, that, manual detection means that we start from informants Get the information there...and then track the suspicious target..."

"what's next?"

He made a "gudong" sound and swallowed loudly.

"...Finally, we used various necessary measures to collect excessive currency. In this way, the currency circulation in the market was controlled."

Lin Sanjiu frowned and thought carefully for two seconds. She was not sure whether she should be angry or laughing at this moment: "You talk so high-sounding, but aren't you robbing someone's family?"

"It should be said that we have achieved a redistribution of wealth, which is good for the development of the twelve worlds..."

"Another assignment!" Lin Sanjiu cursed fiercely, so shocked that he immediately shut up, looking like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

She came closer and couldn't help but observe the young man carefully for a moment.

Looking at him, he seemed to be complacent about the name of the committee, but at the same time he felt disgraceful for his actual behavior. It was amazing that these two contradictory emotions could coexist harmoniously in one person's mind at the same time. People marvel at the tolerance of the human soul.

She took out her pointer and asked coldly: "Who is your informant?"

"Huh?" This guy's first reaction seemed to be to pretend to be stupid.

"Someone told you information about me. Who is this person?" Lin Sanjiu poked the pointer into the skin of his arm.

His Adam's apple slid down, and his expression was not good-looking: "This... I really don't know this."

As if he was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, the young man hurriedly waved his hands and said: "The person in charge of the informant is another colleague. I don't have contact with them. I really don't know! I only know what information the informant provided... …”

"Say." Lin Sanjiu only uttered one word.

"Information says you have a lot of money... It seems you just bought a house. And the scope of your activities should be in this area."

Lin Sanjiu frowned slightly.

"It seems that I just bought a house? Is it because you don't remember, or did the informant really say that?"

"These two words were indeed used in the information provided by the informant. I was a little surprised at the time," the young man explained anxiously: "Either you bought it or you didn't buy it. What does it mean that you seem to have bought it?"

Lin Sanjiu stared at him without saying a word, lost in his thoughts.

The only people who knew she had just bought a house were Di Mo, Changzhu, the previous homeowner, and the fat guy from the management board. These people all know clearly that she bought a house, so they will not use the ambiguous description "it seems to have bought a house"; people who use this description just mean that the other party is not involved in the process of her buying a house.

Besides, no one else knew the location of her house except the previous owner. If she insists that the previous owner betrayed her information and uses the word "seems" as a disguise, it doesn't make sense.

He knew the location of the house very well and could clearly tell this bullshit committee where Exodus was; but he didn't know that Lin Sanjiu would definitely be active in this area.

What if after she buys it, she only comes here occasionally to stay for a few days?

"What range does this mean?" she asked as she put a little more force on the pointer.

The young man glanced at the pointer dug into the skin of his arm with some apprehension and fear. He recalled for a few seconds and then replied: "At that time, my colleague directly marked an area on the map, so I kind of said Not good...but the route of that flight happened to cover this range, UU read www.uukｋnshu.net I remember this very clearly."

In other words, Exodus is precisely excluded from this range.

Seen in this way, this speculative statement revealed one thing: the informant knew that she had been in the area, but did not know where her house was.

Based on this conclusion, she could eliminate the previous landlord; but after eliminating him, Lin Sanjiu found that she had no suspects left.

It's like a multiple-choice question: A person who meets option A must not meet option B, and a person who meets option B does not meet option A. The person who meets all options at the same time must be the informant she is looking for.

"What a headache," she muttered. But since the gift bag turned into a data body, her mimicry of the gift bag has failed - it seems that even her own evolutionary ability is hinting to her that she no longer understands Ji Shanqing - so now, even this way to solve the problem Also blocked.

But fortunately, besides reasoning, there is another shortcut to find out the informant behind it.

"Where is your committee?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.

The young man's expression changed, he lowered his head and muttered softly: "Our committee does not have a fixed meeting place...Really, even if you kill me, I will still say the same thing."

"Then how do you contact each other?"

He twisted back and forth for a while as if there were worms under his body, but still refused to spit.

Lin Sanjiu snorted, opened [Flat World], and put one hand on the corner of his clothes. As the young man's face suddenly turned pale, he looked at his naked body and asked in a trembling voice: "What on earth are you going to do to me?"

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