When describing the tragic scene, passers-by talked about it with gusto, and even the skewers in their hands seemed much more delicious.
It's fake, it must be fake!
The tour guide's breathing became heavier. She grabbed the turtle man who had just used his short tail to pry open the car door and was about to sneak away. Her face was so dark that it looked like water was dripping out of it. "Where are you going?"
The turtle man squeezed out tears that were twice as big as his eyeballs: "I should be the one asking this question, what exactly are you going to do?"
Why are you holding on to it?
Sunset Town also belongs to the territory of the Golden Tower Kingdom. There is a clear class distinction here. The lowest class is the alien species that are not much different from animals; the next is the orcs; and the highest social status is the evolvers in human form.
Of course, the barrier between the first two levels of the pyramid is not very thick, and the evolvers will not easily provoke natural enemies when encountering them. For example, the young man in the waiting room wanted to use the lizard orc passengers to deal with the tour guide.
This relativity and absoluteness ensures the social stability of the Kingdom of Jinta.
After being targeted again and again, the turtle man began to get angry.
He couldn't beat this woman, but there were many wealthy people who came to them for fortune-telling, so he could hire someone to do it.
Aside from temporarily restricting the turtle man's freedom, the tour guide didn't do anything else excessive. Still unwilling to believe it, she urged the driver, "The road is open, please drive faster."
In fact, the two elements of fire and charred bodies are enough to explain the problem. The ticket sellers could not have set fire to the museum, and it is even more impossible for them to burn the bodies of tourists, who were resources they had worked so hard to obtain.
The turtle man lowered his head and sighed. He still remembered the other party in the tunnel of the train station yesterday, holding a flag and excitedly leading a group of tourists out. How could he become crazy in the blink of an eye?
The driver also felt that the woman in the back seat seemed to be going crazy at any time, so he kept honking the horn and forced his way through.
Martial law was imposed around the museum and fire trucks were dispatched. When the body was carried out, it was covered with a white cloth.
When the guards responsible for the blockade saw the tour guide, they did not stop her specifically. They were all high-end customers of the same plastic surgery hospital.
The tour guide hurried over, lifted the white sheet, and an arm fell out. The fire had started on the third floor, but by the time the fire truck arrived, the exterior of the sixth floor wasn't too badly burned. The ticket seller's body was slightly bent, and you could just make out his raised middle finger.
"Aaron."
When the tour guide saw the middle finger, that hateful smiling face instantly appeared in her mind.
Her chest heaved violently, and her hair seemed to have faded in anger.
The tour guide half squatted down to check the wound, which was a knife wound.
"How is it possible..."
On the way here, she thought a lot. For tourists who have lost most of their abilities, there is only one way to break the deadlock: find a shadow to pretend to be themselves.
It sounds like a fantasy, but it's not impossible for that cunning human to do it. However, the wound on the corpse's neck clearly shows who killed the conductor.
The kitchen knife belonged to Aaron. The tour guide had seen the power of the knife on the train. He would not personally hand such a lethal knife to Shadow.
After a while, she made a phone call: "Help me check the data of the museum's ticket vending machine today."
When the tour guide's eyes were twitching with anger, the turtle man next to him curled his lips and said, "You brought me here to find a cold corpse. Can't you roast it?"
unlucky!
·
Under the same blue sky, Wen Shi spent a decent morning. After watching the movie, he made a few more business deals.
The turtle people strolling around the commercial street would come over to Wen when they saw him. They had heard about the fire. Even a museum could be burned down. This world still needs to step over the fire pot more.
The boy had a bandage around his throat. With the same luck value, these turtle people stubbornly only approached Wen Shi.
According to Yu Xingzhou's law of conservation, the luck calculated by the turtle man is always relative, and most of the tour guide's misfortunes come from Wen Shi.
Wen Shi accepted all the unique superstitions and muttered as he stuffed some extra cash into his wallet, "Orcs are much easier to deal with than human-like NPCs."
"That's because the turtle has all five senses, and there's not much about you that he could possibly covet."
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows and acted as if he wanted to hear more details: "Oh?"
"Don't try to trick me," the boy said expressionlessly, "You've visited the museum before."
Wen Shi briefly recounted what happened during his visit: "The first two topics in the North District are less dangerous and involve less information."
The young man sneered at the words and said, "Who told you to leave with only thoughts of setting fires and not bringing an audio guide with you?"
Wen Shi shook his head. It wasn't that he hadn't considered it, but with his limited skills, it would be too dangerous to carry it. Besides, it was the museum's property after all, and he didn't want to be caught red-handed.
Leng Leng talked about some things in the South District, and the boy suddenly remembered something: "When I was killed for the first time, the conductor said that my body was intact and she made a lot of money."
Complete human carcasses are very popular with monsters, and Ah Sang has done some business in the ghost market. After a moment's deliberation, Wen Shi recalled the scene of the tour guide diligently killing tourists on the train and said, "They must be an industrial chain. The more intact the corpse, the more valuable it is. If the tour guide successfully kills the tourists on the train, then the players' cargo won't be shared by others. But in Sunset Town, it's a different story. I'm afraid that every tourist attraction we visit from now on will have organ theft."
He paused and made a decision: "Let's go to the library."
Where there is trade, there is killing. He needs to know more about the evolution of the Golden Pagoda Kingdom.
The library is free for visitors to enter and is not a check-in point, but there is an internet-famous souvenir shop inside where you can get a stamp by purchasing souvenirs.
Wen Shi casually bought two expensive keychains. Summer thirst is common, so he bought three iced milk teas. Eating and drinking were common in the library, and you could often see patrons enjoying a meal while browsing.
The writing system of the Jinta Kingdom is similar to that of the real world, and the origins of the country are almost impossible to trace. Wen Shi flipped through a few books based on their titles and only found one relatively useful clue:
In the Kingdom of Jinta, there are two ways of evolution. One is to evolve with the help of orcs. The downside is that those who evolve in this way almost always end up becoming real animals, such as fat worms. The other way is much safer. You have to buy evolution liquid and take it. It has a 90% chance of ensuring that the evolver maintains a half-orc state, and there is also the opportunity for plastic surgery in the future.
"Evolution liquid..." Wen Shi's eyes were filled with sarcasm. This thing reminded him of the Meiling liquid from big factories, which were all viruses in essence.
The boy saw that his gaze stayed on the purchasing channel of the evolution liquid for a long time, and he instantly saw through his thoughts. He wanted to buy a bottle in case of emergency.
Orcs are indeed gifted in some aspects. Under the same conditions, standard humans will definitely be targeted by monsters first, after all, the latter have more organs to use.
"I have to leave a way out, I hope I won't have to use it." Wen Shi muttered to himself while flipping through the book.
This time, the sabotage was devoid of any personal feelings. The young man said calmly, "The worse the escape route, the closer to 100% the chance of it being used."
Some metaphysical explanations are hard to make sense of, like if you have a little more health, you will die one more time in each copy due to various reasons.
Wen Shi also realized this and was extremely grateful: "Fortunately, there is a scapegoat this time."
The scapegoat, whose wound was still bleeding under the bandage: "..."
I really want to finish him off with a steel pipe.
There was a sudden commotion outside the door.
The area they are in now is for history books, which is unpopular and no one visits it.
The two people who were fighting fiercely were Qian Laiye and his shadow. The cause of the fight was that the shadow launched a sneak attack and wanted to kill people and rob them of their money.
"You pretend to be silly and happy every day," Qian Laiye's shadow laughed at him. "You obviously hate interacting with people more than anyone else, but you are trying so hard to fit in with the collective."
Qian Laiye, who was usually easy to talk to, now had murderous intent in his eyes. He had wanted to kill his own shadow for a long time, but he had been holding back because he was worried that killing his shadow would have other negative consequences. Now, this patience came to an end when he was ambushed and almost died on the road.
Just as the two were about to engage in a fierce fight, their peripheral vision caught sight of three people sitting at a table in the side area.
The girl in the white dress was quietly reading, diligently studying. The boy and Wen Shi were sitting face to face, the same book between them, their heads lowered, seemingly discussing something. After being interrupted, all three of them looked over.
Wen Shi frowned slightly and was the first to speak to break the silence: "Although the library here doesn't have any requirements, it's inappropriate for you to make loud noises."
"You, and you..." Qian Laiye's expression was indescribable. His gaze shifted from Wen Shi to his shadow, and he was speechless for a moment.
The last person to question was Qian Laiye's shadow, who scoffed, "It seems someone has defected to the enemy."
After experiencing life and death, the boy is no longer so casual about killing, but he is still some distance away from restraint.
Faced with the rude remarks of others, the boy pressed the pages of the book with one hand and groped the edge of the steel pipe with the other. He could not kill his teammates head-on. The restrictions made by the game in this regard were exactly the same. The boy was thinking about how to use the rules to kill the shadow.
Wen Shi tapped the table with his fingers. The boy temporarily suppressed his thoughts and the two of them returned to reading.
Watching this scene intently, Qian Lai couldn't help but ask, "Weren't you two mortal enemies before?"
He still remembered the brutal scene of the boy stabbing someone's throat at the train station, so what should be done to tame the ferocious leopard into a wild cat?
Coach, he wants to learn too!
Wen Shi supported his head with one hand and said without looking up, "Invite people to go to the Royal Cinema to watch a movie and buy souvenirs." He took a sip of milk tea and added, "And the first cup of milk tea in summer."
Qian Lai also fell silent.
Qian Laiye's shadow also fell silent. After a moment, he said seriously, "If you want to treat me like this, I can also read with you."
"..." Qian Laiye didn't swear in the end.
If he had this spare money, would he still need to go to the boxing gym to be a Sanda sparring partner and get beaten?
Ignoring the tug-of-war between the two sides, Wen Shi called the newcomer who had turned into half-human, half-insect, and asked where the other party was.
The newcomer felt flattered when he suddenly received Wen Shi's call. "I'm picking up trash on the street."
Wen Shi rubbed his brows and said, "I'll give you fifty as a deposit. Come to the library to find me first."
The newcomer was immediately attracted.
According to Sunset Town's charges, he would have to pick up at least 500 bottles to earn 50 yuan. Compared to cleaning out trash cans, the extra income from the library was obviously more attractive.
While guarding against Shadow, Qian Laiye came over and said, "What kind of work? I only want forty."
Shadow: "I'm thirty-five."
"I'm thirty-three."
Wen Shi sighed. This was the tragedy of cheap labor. Before the boss even opened his mouth, the employees were already clamoring for pay cuts.
"You can't do this job," one of them said, stuffing twenty dollars into his pocket. "Use it to buy milk tea. The only condition is that you don't fight again before the end of the day."
Then he stuffed the books back into the bookshelf, called the boy and the girl, and went to the door to wait.
After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a fat bug swaying towards me from a distance. Influenced by the bug's humble attitude, the newcomer apologized first when they met, even though it arrived quickly: "Sorry, I'm late."
Wen Shi saw that he looked unhappy and asked, "How long can you maintain this half-human, half-beast state?"
"Maybe I can't hold on for four or five days." Before, half of the neck looked like a human, but now it is almost extending above the neck.
His memory has been getting worse these days, and the newcomer has an inexplicable panic, feeling that once the mutation is completed, he will no longer be able to leave this copy.
Wen Shi couldn't give any guarantees, so he consoled her with a few words: "If you become completely alienated, I will try to make the tour guide die with you."
"…"
They took a taxi as soon as they got out of the house. The four of them squeezed into a car. Wen gave the girl an address. The girl remembered this place. It was the Zuimeili Plastic Surgery Hospital where she had distributed flyers before.
After the car was on the road, the newcomer, holding onto a glimmer of hope, asked, "After complete alienation, is there any possibility of reversal?"
Wen Shi shook his head directly.
According to the information I read previously, this type of person is not even qualified for plastic surgery.
"Instead of hoping that the beast form can be reversed, it's better to find a way to get out quickly."
He didn't say much in the taxi. As soon as he got out, Wen Shi bought him a Bluetooth headset. Fortunately, he still had a brain, so he could use the headset without any problem.
The newlyweds surveyed their surroundings. They hadn't left Wangjing Street, and the sign for Zuimeili Plastic Surgery Hospital across the street was particularly conspicuous. Wen Shi dialed the number and said, "Stay connected later. Just do as I say. It's not dangerous."
This newly opened black industry chain involving tour guides must be mainly led by the old plastic surgery hospital in Sunset Town.
"Aren't you going in with me?" After transforming into an insect, the newcomer became much less courageous.
Wen Shi calmly emphasized: "I am a human being."
If a living person goes to a plastic surgery hospital, it will not only arouse suspicion, but he may also be targeted by organ traffickers.
The newcomer took a deep breath, finally hid his phone, and went in reluctantly.
Wen Shi found a nearby cafe, sat down, ordered a signature cake, and then handed the sign to the boy: "Go get it stamped."
I continued to sit in my seat, looking out the glass window at the hospital across the street, directing the newcomers: "Don't be shy, we'll be there for you if you have any questions. Once you get in, find a place to consult about the plastic surgery program."
The boy turned back halfway. Shadows all have certain antisocial tendencies. They don't care about life and death, and money is just a low interest in their eyes.
Now--
It's great to have money, all you have to do is talk.
On the first day of opening, there were many people in the plastic surgery hospital. The newcomer tried to find the front desk several times. There were six people in total, and they all gave priority to answering other customers.
The newcomer repeated exactly what was said on the other end of the phone: "The turtle man said I'll have a windfall soon, I think..."
Before he could finish his words, the nearest staff member pushed away the person approaching and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, what do you want to consult?"
The headphones didn't arouse her suspicion.
This kind of item, which can avoid talking to people to a certain extent, has always been the favorite of insect people.
Asking too much detail would easily make one appear ignorant, so the newcomer spoke in general terms: "Evolution fluid, I have a younger brother who wants to take the safe evolution channel, and also about full body plastic surgery."
The nurse took out a professional price list and took him to the VIP area for introduction.
Naturally, he took off one of his headphones and placed it on the table, pretending to listen intently. He spoke more, making more mistakes. He used a questioning tone throughout, repeating the information left at the end of the other person's previous sentence to keep the conversation going.
The nurse introduced the business fluently, unaware that all the information was being simultaneously transmitted to the trio who were enjoying the bohemian atmosphere.
It's not convenient to play music outside in the cafe, so the one who can hear it most comprehensively at the moment is Wen Shi.
There is only one plastic surgery hospital in the town that can perform head transplants and full-body plastic surgeries - Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital.
Having money alone is not enough. Interested parties have to go through a series of complicated application processes before they have a chance to qualify for plastic surgery.
The nurse wasn't saying this to praise Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital; she was just short of saying that she only had a small fortune and couldn't meet the hospital's patient threshold, so she'd consider them. Regular plastic surgery hospitals can accept clients with no body part abnormalities, but are looking to replace their limbs, which is exactly what the bug man fits the bill.
As for evolution fluids, the hospital generally had twelve types, the highest of which was the werewolf evolution fluid. The remaining higher-end fluids were monopolized by Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital. From their conversation, Wen Shi realized that the level of an evolution fluid wasn't just determined by its position on the food chain, but also by its stability.
For example, individuals such as silver ants and fish are not particularly strong, but they can retain most human characteristics after evolution.
Hearing this, Wen Shi wiped the chocolate powder from the corner of his mouth and said, "If you care so much about your appearance, why do you still need to evolve?"
The boy thought the same as he did in this regard, and his indifferent eyes were full of silent sarcasm.
The only person who expressed a different opinion was the girl: "When I was first arrested as a child, I would occasionally look out through the iron bars and imagine trading everything for a chance to become a bird."
To Shadow, they were like witnesses of all the suffering. The boy couldn't escape this feeling either, which was why he was persuaded by Yu Xingzhou on the train and agreed to the deal.
The nurse had finished her introductions and left her phone number for the newcomer, asking him to call her first if he decided to have plastic surgery, for a discount. Wen Shi transferred another hundred yuan to the insect man, as a fee for running errands to the plastic surgery hospital. He had already completed his five check-ins, leaving the young man with one more.
Things that can be solved with money are not a big deal. The few of them then went to a gallery to visit an art exhibition. The paintings on the wall were all about human bodies and animals, and they were quite large in scale.
Wen Shi stood in front of a large painting of a brain, looking at it absentmindedly: "I wonder how far they have progressed."
Before leaving, the old lady said that she would take the scarecrow to evolve into other species first, and then go find the shadow after he had some brains. After she left, there was no news of her.
When the girl heard this, she knew who Wen Shi was talking about, and turned her head and said, "It's only been a day."
Less than a day, to be exact.
After walking and stopping, it was almost five o'clock in the blink of an eye.
In the Sunflower group, someone was in a hurry to borrow money, but Wen Shi was indifferent. The cheapest evolution liquid cost several thousand, and the money he had on him was not enough. The remaining balance had to be kept for emergencies.
Everyone, gather at Tianchang Square at 6:00.
A message suddenly popped up in the group. The tour guide was also in the Sunflower group when she disguised herself as a tourist, and she has never left since then.
The boy received a text message and Shadow was not in the group.
Tianchang Plaza is not too far from here, but it is not a good idea to go there too early.
An ambiguous smile flashed across the boy's face: "Let's go now."
Wen Shi glanced at him, their gaze locked in a silent standoff over some issue. A cooperative relationship required a balance of advance and retreat; if one pressed the issue too hard, it would easily provoke a backlash from the other party. This time, Wen Shi finally gave in. Without another word, he turned and walked towards Tianchang Square.
The young man stood still, and the girl did not move either. After a while, she asked, "My dear grandson, weren't you in a hurry to go over there just now?"
After making sure he had some distance between him and Wen Shi, the young man started to move forward: "Just follow secretly."
In another hour, the clocking in period will be almost over. Those who have not completed the task and do not want to take high risks are likely to have bad thoughts. For them, the best way is to set an ambush near Tianchang Square.
The person who goes to the gathering first means that the mission will be completed smoothly and there is a high possibility of robbing money.
Wen Shi wanted to go later to avoid becoming a sitting duck.
But the boy obviously didn't think so. Shadow's natural desire to kill needed to be released, and he just wanted to see blood quickly.
During the previous silent confrontation, Wen Shi's concession indicated that he agreed to cooperate with the sting operation.
It only takes fifteen minutes to walk to Tianchang Square. The flow of people on the street has dropped sharply. For the residents living here, the sunset before setting seems to be synonymous with darkness.
The wandering corpses were sealed, but Wen Shi's super strong sixth sense was still there. The closer he got to Tianchang Square, the more he could feel a lingering malice. Gradually, indifference appeared in his eyes.
A player with a sealed skill is not only wanted by the NPCs, but also by his companions. The conductor's body was hung out to warn others not to look for trouble.
Unfortunately, the players don't know what exactly happened in the museum. Except for the free Sky Tower, the tickets for the must-see places are not cheap. In the eyes of many players or shadows, it is not very dangerous. It was only when Wen Shi relied on luck again to get something for nothing.
As for the corpses of NPCs, it is not too difficult to kill any monster NPC. Murder and arson are more like bluffing.
The sound of the wind.
Wen Shi tilted his ears to detect the change in air flow and instinctively dodged.
My cheeks were burning with pain. Even though I dodged the punch, the places that were hit by the fist still felt like they were burned by the heat wave.
Ordinary people's fists don't have this kind of power, so it must be some kind of offensive skill. Offensive skills, which are usually unpopular, are quite practical in this dungeon. The existence of shadows allows them to directly kill players with their skills, and vice versa.
The shadow of Xiao Min came. One of Li Nan's considerations when he brought Xiao Min in was to have him have skills in all aspects in case of emergency. However, a wise man makes many plans, and thinking too much is not necessarily a good thing.
A skill that can even injure monsters is more than enough to attack players.
Wen Shi took out a kitchen knife, which actually played into Shadow's hands, so he used his attack skills to withstand it.
Holding a knife for too long would affect one's mind. Wen Shi sneered and said, "You're not the only one here, are you?"
Shadow smiled without saying anything, delaying time as much as possible.
Soon, the burned player walked out from the shadow of a truck parked on the side of the road.
Their strategy is simple but very effective. Players cannot kill each other. When Wen Shi becomes unconscious, he will unconditionally attack and burn the player, thus triggering the death rule.
"How clever! The shadow and the player's cooperation is truly unexpected." Wen Shi's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and when his consciousness was about to be devoured by killing, he still found the time to give a compliment.
If the boy doesn't show up, he will immediately use [Rampage] to end the fight.
The burned player looked at Wen with more hatred than he had ever looked at any other NPC. First, he watched him die without helping him, and then he caused himself to be cut. Now he wanted to pay him back tenfold.
"You're dead."
Every word contained strong resentment, and it was difficult to tell who was crazier between him and Wen Shi.
Seeing that Wen Shi's movements with the kitchen knife were becoming more and more disorderly, the burned player was about to get close to him and try to retaliate.
The same sound of rushing wind.
Even more powerful than the surprise attack he'd received earlier, a chill ran down the player's spine. As if sensing something, he spun around, and a terrifying steel pipe was hurled directly at him from a short distance away. The pipe was incredibly fast, imbued with a portion of the kitchen knife's cursed power. Baring any unforeseen circumstances, it would pierce the player's body in three seconds.
However, an accident happened. The steel pipe stopped in mid-air, all movements stopped, a hand gently adjusted the direction of the steel pipe, and after a snap of the fingers, the steel pipe fell vertically to the ground.
The burned player thought he was dead, and his pupils were trembling.
After seeing the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, looking at the tourism badge on the other person's chest to confirm his identity again and again: "President Yu?"
Yu Xingzhou's appearance made the shadow on the other side stop and flee directly.
Wen Shi put away the kitchen knife and tried his best to suppress his murderous instinct.
Yu Xingzhou said to Wen Shi, "The team can't be reduced in size any further." He then asked the burned player, "How many check-ins do you have left to complete?"
The burned player quickly said, "Two."
"There's a roast duck restaurant nearby where you can dine and run away without paying. It's easy to do. You can try your luck."
A person of Yu Xingzhou's status certainly wouldn't bother to lie about such things. The burned player glanced triumphantly in Wen Shi's direction, turned around and ran away.
The murderous intent was almost suppressed, and Wen Shi came towards him. For players like them, saving people is often more terrifying than killing them.
Wen Shi raised his eyebrows and walked over: "What's going on?"
Yu Xingzhou pointed in the direction of Tianchang Square and said as he walked, "I checked in at the Sky Tower this afternoon..."
This opening made the teenagers, who were originally dissatisfied with the interruption of their murder plan, look over. They obviously didn't expect that there would be someone in the town who would take on such a life-threatening task.
Risks and rewards are equal. After Yu Xingzhou's bungee jumping from the Sky Tower, he naturally gained far more information than anyone else: "Xiyanghong Plastic Surgery Hospital has a monopoly on full-body plastic surgery in town."
Wen Shi already knew this information. Yu Xingzhou continued, "Patients who wish to apply for plastic surgery, in addition to the surgery fee, must also provide a fresh cadaver or living person. Their freshness is calculated based on 48 hours."
"I don't really like people who get something for nothing," Yu Xingzhou said calmly, "I just saved that person's life for free and pointed out the direction for completing the mission. He has to pay something."
Burning the player and the shadow's corpse will soon be their best ticket.
Wen Shi smiled, "What a coincidence, I also don't like people who get something for nothing."
Yu Xingzhou was willing to provide the information obtained from the high-risk mission for free, which definitely required his identity as a "doctor" to accompany him into the plastic surgery hospital.
This exchange of interests is just right for both parties.
While they were talking, they arrived at Tianchang Square.
Advertisements were constantly playing on the large screen in the square, most of which were related to Evolution Fluid. The next moment, the screen suddenly went dark, and when it reappeared, it had become a bounty order.
"An urgent news interruption: Last night, two thieves broke into a well-known hospital in our town and stole the evolution fluid. Anyone who can provide information on the thieves' whereabouts will receive a reward of 400,000 yuan."
A photo flashed up. The camera wasn't very clear at night, so the photo was grayish-white. The image of an old woman and a scarecrow sneaking away looked a little funny. Especially the scarecrow, who was holding a slightly deformed Doraemon in his hand.
"…" The incident happened last night and was only reported now. Wen Shi guessed that Jian Qingrong had destroyed the surveillance data before committing the crime, but some of it was still restored.
"Four hundred thousand." Including the girl, the four of them looked up and swallowed their saliva.
"Urgent news interruption: The museum fire has been determined to be arson. Anyone who can provide important clues will receive a reward of 200,000 yuan."
"Two hundred thousand." This time, only Yu Xingzhou sighed.
Wen Shi's eyelids twitched. He just had to refuse to admit it. "Even a place as secure as a hospital can have thieves sneak in, let alone a museum."
The boy agreed, "That's right. The thief from last night probably went to the museum and set it on fire again today. He's taking revenge on society."
Wen Shi nodded heavily: "Yeah."
However, they both exclaimed in surprise at the same time: "Six hundred thousand!"
The thief's value instantly increased.
Girl & Yu Xingzhou: "..."