"Hey, hey, it's off topic." Paine broke the silence of the consultant room and raked his chin to the 6/10 screen, signaling everyone not to forget the serious business.

But watching from afar is actually not a serious matter. Although they are called "advisors", after the actual work handover, the new operation department has never paid any attention to them. Even if they supervise the situation in various levels around the clock, they cannot create any work results, and they just pass the time.

What's more—

Vader: "If you want to see it, don't look at it on June 10, do you still expect them to suddenly become enlightened and be blessed to the heart?"

5/10: "It's impossible, this probability is lower than that they killed 1314."

7/10: "I'm sure I don't want to watch it anymore? Then I can move the 7/10 over."

After speaking, the 7/10 guards must exchange the screen projection of the scene in their level live and the 6/10 projection projection occupying the center of the field of vision to get a better onlooker experience.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his mind arose, he was interrupted by Tyrvine: "It's too early to sentence them to death now. I've returned to the master's room."

On the 6/10 screen projection, fourteen level passers-by returned to the living room of the castle owner again and checked everywhere in the house.

Given that larger objects in the house, such as cabinets, vases, etc. have been smashed into the corridor as weapons, there is no more furnishings in the house except for a bed, so everyone omitted the "turning through boxes and cabinets" and focused on checking the bathroom, around the bed, under the bed, walls, etc. Some people would poke the ceiling and the ground, and who made them have a team leader who was obsessed with the "secret passage".

The passers-by do not know the way forward, and all actions rely on intuition.

But the guards knew that there were clues in this room, so Tyre's words "I have returned to the master's room" were all the same as "Whoever said they would definitely not be able to find it."

5/10 Not long ago, I found that this colleague of 1/10 had some problems with his ideological tendencies and didn't say much, but when he said that, he had "sympathy" for insects openly and secretly. Sometimes, there was even a bit of "confirm" in this "sympathy"?

This kind of guy either has a bad brain or is deliberately making special things. The more you agree with something, the more I sing the opposite tune.

No matter which one, I don’t like it on 5/10, so I’m no longer polite now and I’m just mocking: “The master’s room is so eye-catching from the inside to the outside, and I just want to write ‘I’m different’ on the door. I know that I’m looking in. But the clues are not something I can find. If they have that IQ, they won’t have the room empty soon and have not found any problems.”

This is a bit harsh, and it is obvious that it is about to argue with Tyre.

The atmosphere in the consultant room suddenly became subtle.

Tyre frowned slightly.

Retorting? Or stopping the word to maintain the friendship between fake colleagues? This is a question worth pondering.

Demos didn't bother him and kicked the 6/10 chair with a kick because it was the second time he was playing, and his movements were more skillful.

I heard a harsh sound of the chair rubbing against the ground. On 6/10, I was kicked out with the chair for almost half a meter and hit the back of the 5/10 chair and stopped.

6/10 A fire immediately caught in his eyes and he was about to jump up and fight back.

5/10, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He immediately hugged the person. He seemed to be intimately holding his shoulders, but in fact he pressed his shoulders on 6/10, and his shoulders were fixed.

"Hey, it's all colleagues. It's not worth it for the bugs." He said this loudly on 5/10, which was used to ease the scene for the entire consulting room. Then he approached 6/10 again. As a contestant who was lucky enough to get Moss' first kick, he gave the other party an exclusive advice as a person who had experienced it, "Do you want to experience the 'snooping fear'?"

6/10 Of course, I remember that Demos kicked the 5/10 chair and threatened it with "spying fear", but he never took it seriously, because "forbidden to attack each other by guarding the gate" is one of the major iron laws in the trial area.

It seemed that I saw the disapproval of 6/10, and I could hardly sigh at 5/10, and my voice was lowered: "Don't forget his glorious deeds."

6/10:"…"

Demos, the only player to win the "Punishment System Grand Slam" since the establishment of the Trial Zone.

"Warning", "Notice of Criticism", "Confinement Punishment", "Salary Deduction"... He has experienced all the punishment items listed in the system, and some items are often experienced and repeatedly.

The reasons for the experience are also varied, such as "secretly sneaking into levels that do not belong to oneself", "attacking those who do not belong to oneself", "against the process of keeping the gate and exerting excessive freedom", "fighting with those who keeping the gate", "inciting other guards to join the fight"...

He has made mistakes you can imagine, and he has made mistakes you can’t imagine, and he has made them creatively.

On 6/10, when I recalled the past, I quietly calmed down, and took the backhand to 5/10, pretending to be a pair of brothers and brothers, forcibly starting a new topic.

Behind the back, Demos, who was deliberately forgotten, was full of loss.

He has prepared his preparations before snooping!

The skirmishes were resolved, and the people guarding the gate were relaxed in an instant, and the consulting room was noisy again.

Tyr sighed helplessly and said to Demos: "You don't have to always help me stand out. I'm not so weak that I can't even deal with provocation."

Demos, who was still standing, lowered his head and glanced at him without any concealing doubt: "Are you sure you can kick him like I did just now?"

Tyre: “…Responding to provocation is not just about kicking a chair.”

"Forget it," Demos shrugged and sat back on his chair. "Your people like you either don't do anything, and it's definitely a big deal if you do something. Do you think I'm protecting you? I'm protecting him."

Tyre: "…"

"By the way, captain, why are you calling Tang? I feel that if he is here, maybe you can really find clues." The 8/10 guard guard who had already turned his attention back to the 6/10 screen projection suddenly felt a sense of emotion.

"Tang Lin." Charon helped him get his name done.

Tang Lin's performance in the 4/10 Hunter game is the most eye-catching among the level-breakers they have watched for so many days and so many levels.

Just having a second stationery tree or a healing one is enough to look down on all the passers-by. What’s even more rare is that it has a brain and is calm enough.

However, most of the guards in the consulting room have only seen Tang Lin's performance after 4/10.

In the "hide and seek" game of the Isolated Island Survival Villa on 3/10, only God knows, Earth knows, and Paine knows.

At the moment, Paine leaned against the chair and put her hands in her pockets, so well-behaved that even her red hair looked very soft.

"It's not necessary to have Tang Lin," Sobek, on 4/10, stared at a back in the projection screen and said, "He has been standing there for a long time."

As he said that, he used his mind to advance the screen projection perspective, so that the picture could be more clearly locked in the target person.

It's Fan Peiyang.

He didn't know when he was in front of the oil painting, but he was stopping there, tilting his head slightly, and staring at the guest in the painting with all his attention.013.

The man wearing glasses occupied most of the painting, with the background like a study room. He was wearing formal clothes and sitting elegantly, holding an open book in his hand. The content of the book page cannot be seen from the painting, and the cover of the book cannot be seen. He can only vaguely identify the pages. The pages are yellow in white and the cover is dark.

Fan Peiyang in the room was pondering.

The gatekeepers in the consulting room gradually became quiet, and some people were even a little nervous unconsciously. Of course, this tension was not about the people who broke through the gate, but about them knowing that there were clues in the oil painting, but the people in front of the painting did not know, so "Can Fan Peiyang notice it" became a vague thing to look forward to.

"He won't really see it, right?"

“It’s possible.”

"Otherwise, I won't be motionless for so long."

"This person is OK, I thought he could only be violent..."

In the living room, my friends also discovered Fan Peiyang's abnormality.

Oil painting was the first place they checked after entering the room, because Zheng Luozhu and Nange both said that the painting was very strange and that any furniture in the room could move. This painting, like it was growing on the wall, did not move.

More than a dozen partners got it and finally confirmed that what Zheng Luozhu and Nan Ge were talking about was the truth.

It is so suspicious that we must focus on it, but everyone spent a long time studying the painting, but they didn't find out what it was. In the end, they had to give up and start looking at other parts of the room.

At this moment, Fan Peiyang returned to the oil painting and was still very focused on appreciating it. Anyone who saw it would find it strange.

Zheng Luozhu immediately ran to him and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

This question made the consultant room quiet instantly, and all the guards stared at the projection screen intently.

In the living room, the people who passed the barriers also looked at Mr. Fan.

Fan Peiyang was focused and only looked at the guest.013 on the oil painting carefully: "It's still a bathrobe that suits his temperament."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

All partners in the living room: "…"

All guards in the consultant room: "..."

You shouldn't overestimate this guy!

After a while, Fan Peiyang's voice came from the screen projection again.

"Why didn't he read books?"

At this time, most of the people in the room had gathered in front of the oil painting and accompanied Mr. Fan to "appreciate the paintings".

On the drawing, the book in guest.013 is drawn clearly.

"Your eyes...hehe, take a look, isn't you just reading a book?" At the last moment before "You're blind" blurting out, the monk finally realized that he was not facing an ordinary passerby, but Fan Peiyang. Of course, he was not afraid of the other party, but for the sake of love and peace, he could temporarily accommodate and maintain civility and politeness.

"Holding the book in your hand, not reading it," Fan Peiyang said straightforwardly, "The vision is wrong."

Everyone looked at the oil painting again and finally understood what he cared about.

The guest.013 in the painting is sitting in the study, holding the book in his hand. Of course, it makes people feel that he is reading the book, but if you look closely, you will find that although his gaze is facing the direction of the page, it is slightly higher than the page, as if he is crossing and looking further away.

But the scenery further away cannot be reflected in oil paintings.

The more people passed the level, the more confused they became: "What the hell is he looking at?"

The more Van Peiyang observed, the more confident he became: "He is glaring at me."

All the passers-by: "…"

There are always unlucky people who want to harm me Fan Peiyang, and they are online again.

"Wait a minute..." Nan Ge suddenly stepped forward half a step, so close to the oil painting that he could not be closer. Then he stood on tiptoe and tried to connect with the slightly downward vision of the person in the painting.

Soon, she discovered that guest.013 was indeed staring at Fan Peiyang, but that was because Fan Zhengfei was standing on the path of his sight and was tall, which just stopped the other party's gaze.

If you ignore Mr. Fan and let guest.013's sight continue to move forward, it is a line that continues to extend diagonally below.

Nange followed the trajectory of sight and retreated step by step, retreated from the wall, retreated to the center of the house, and continued... Finally, he stopped about two steps away from the gate.
To be continued...