Life Simulation Game
Chapter 178

The White One at the End of the List

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Morning Light Daily, as one of the oldest and most famous newspapers of Federation, has dozens of websites and more than a dozen sub-newspapers.

It has extremely high influence in Dawn City and even the entire Federation.

The Morning Light Daily building is not high-rise, and the entire building adopts a glass curtain wall design. The design of this building, which was built seventy or eighty years ago, seems to be quite avant-garde now.

In fact, this is already the thirteenth building rebuilt by Morning Light Daily. In this ancient newspaper office with several centuries of history, every inch of bricks and tiles reveals the atmosphere of the times.

Morning Light Daily was famous for his fearlessness of power and his bravery in exposing the scandals of Federation and several Presidents.

Bang bang——

Jessie walked to the door of the editor-in-chief's office and knocked gently on the office door.

She held a Storage Chip in her hand, and her face was filled with unspeakable indignation.

"Please come in."

A gentle voice came from the office.

Jessie opened the office door and walked in.

The decoration of the entire office is very simple. Apart from the books on the wall, there is only an exquisite desk, and a gentle middle-aged man is sitting at the desk.

This is the editor-in-chief of the Morning Light Daily daily news section, Essenweier.

"Jessie, what's the matter?"

Essenweier looked at Jessie in confusion. He knew Little Girl, who was new to their section as an intern.

Because of its long history and good reputation, Morning Light Daily accepts "internships" from a large number of students every year.

It is said to be an internship, but in fact it is just for gold plating. It is impossible for Essenweier to really arrange any hard work for them.

After all, the identities of those who can intern here are basically not simple. For example, the Jessie in front of me is the daughter of Inspector Crown District Police Department.

However, Essenweier still likes Jessie, because he saw in this girl what he looked like when he was young, righteous, passionate, down-to-earth and hard-working.

"Mr. Essenweier, I have big news, and we have to report this news."

But this time Jessie was not as calm as before. She walked to Essenweier's desk angrily and slapped the chip in her hand on the desk.

The girl gritted her teeth and looked at the editor, "They are simply looking down on human life!"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Essenweier picked up the memory chip on the desktop and pressed the automatic door closing button on the side, closing the office door and blocking the inside and outside of the office. "Worrying won't solve any problem."

He inserted Storage Chip into the card reader of his computer, "Let me see what's going on."

The computer starts to display some information.

Essenweier began to read this information quietly, and as the reading continued, his expression gradually became silent.

Finally, he pulled out Storage Chip.

He originally thought this was just "big" news for children, but now it seems that this news is a bit too "big".

He looked at Jessie and said softly, "I can't decide this matter. I have to discuss it with Editor-in-Chief."

"What is there to discuss?" Jessie was a little angry. She was keenly aware that something was wrong. Her small chest was rising and falling. "There is all the evidence here. We should expose these bastards and make them pay for what they have done."

"Jessie, you can't do things so recklessly," Essenweier was silent for a moment, and suddenly said calmly, "Anvis Group has two seats at Morning Light Daily Board of Directors."

Jessie was stunned and looked at Essenweier. After a while, she lowered her head and asked softly, "So, can't we report it?"

Essenweier looked at this girl, as if he saw himself whose passion was extinguished.

He didn't answer.

But Jessie seemed to understand. She reached out and took away the chip on the table and walked out of the room silently.

After a while, she opened the office door again and slapped a resignation report in front of Essenweier.

She didn't say a word during the whole process, but her face turned red. She didn't even raise her eyes to look at Essenweier again.

"Wait a minute,"

Just when she was about to leave, Essenweier suddenly stopped her and handed her a business card, "Maybe you can find them."

Jessie looked down at the business card in his hand,

[Yinuo Media Editor-in-Chief]

[Joseph Thur (Professor)]

——

Ino Media Building

Christos pushed open the door of the office in the corner, and what he saw was mechanical parts all over the floor, as well as display screens arranged in a messy manner, almost covering the entire wall.

At this moment, different codes are flashing rapidly on these screens.

"Is something wrong?"

A small silver head emerged from the pile of hosts and looked at Christos in confusion.

Behind her, several robotic arms are embedded in different hosts, quickly transmitting command information to different hosts.

"This is the Transcendental material you asked me to help find."

Christos reached out from outside the door holding a Metal Box in his other hand and placed Metal Box at the door.

"Thank you."

The silver-haired girl nodded slightly, then continued to look back at the beating screen.

"Approximately how long will it take?"

Christos looked at the changing code on the screen.

"It's done."

The silver-haired girl looked at Christos in confusion.

"What are these?"

Christos looked at the codes flashing on the screen, feeling a little confused.

"Oh," the silver-haired girl casually tapped the keyboard in front of her, and all the codes on the screen disappeared at the same time, turning into a computer desktop full of various icons.

"That's a screensaver animation."

——

"Shh, don't open your eyes."

He Ao gently covered Little Girl's eyes with his hands and found a coat to put on her body to help her cover her torn dress.

"Yeah."

Little Girl nodded tremblingly.

"It's okay, we'll go out soon and everything will be fine."

Bright red blood flowed to the young man's feet.

Not far in front of him, a fat man wearing only the upper body of his clothes was lying on the ground. He was looking at He Ao with his eyes wide open. He was holding a black pistol in his hand, but he had no chance to shoot.

The silver Short Sword penetrated his back and nailed him to the ground.

"Stand back a little and don't open your eyes."

He Ao said gently again.

Little Girl nodded gently, backed away obediently, and closed his eyes tightly.

He Ao let go of his hand, walked over the bright red blood stains, walked to the man's body, and pulled out the silver Short Sword inserted into his body.

Then he took out a folded "red paper" from his pocket and unfolded the paper to reveal a few blank spaces inside.

He knelt down and covered a certain name on the paper with a little blood on the playing card.

This person was the team leader of Investigation Team who originally investigated the incident involving Joey's parents. He was a member of City Council. As a "highly respected" person, he was elected as the team leader of Investigation Team.

Of course, this "recommendation" was also arranged by Anvis Group.

As this congressman has long accepted "political donations" from Anvis Group, he naturally wants to reciprocate the favor.

After finishing writing his name, He Ao glanced at the playing cards in his hand.

Club K.

He gently placed the card on the congressman's hand holding the pistol, then crossed Blood Pool and returned to Little Girl.

The girl looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, with fear and uneasiness on her face.

Only when she sensed He Ao coming over did she feel a little more at ease.

"It's okay, it's all over."

He Ao gently held the girl's hand and led her through this luxurious villa.

Step out of this sin-paved opulence.

"Where is your home?"

He Ao asked softly.

"In Kewees District..." The girl slowly stretched out her hand and held He Ao's hand tightly, "Father and Mother had a quarrel and I ran away... who said they would take me to find a job..."

"It's okay, you can open your eyes now."

He Ao smiled and touched her head gently, "You Father and Mother should be looking for you anxiously now. Go home quickly."

The girl opened her eyes, and the sunlight passed through the shade of the trees and was crushed into pieces of shadow.

Everything is so quiet and beautiful.

He Ao called a taxi and took the girl back home.

After watching the taxi leave, he turned around and returned to the villa, took out a Submachine Gun from the Combat Suit, installed a silencer, and emptied the entire magazine at the man on the ground.

Then he calmly took out a grenade, placed it on the edge of the table, tied the ring to the mechanical alarm clock on the bedside, and set the time.

This is just a very simple detonating device. The alarm clock rings, the grenade is knocked to the ground, and the fuse is triggered.

This grenade is not the Laser Grenade he liked to use before, but the High Explosive Hand Grenades filled with high explosives.

After doing all this, He Ao left the room.

When he just walked out of the villa with Little Girl, he used Mental Interference to knock out the bodyguards in the villa and then went over.

But he doesn't have to worry about it alone.

All he had to do was activate stealth and walk past the guards as if nothing had happened.

After leaving the villa, he took a taxi.

"We are about to go to Anvis Mechanical Factory. Please fasten your seat belt and pay attention to your carry-on luggage."

After the vehicle Automatic Driving System issues a prompt, it starts slowly.

He Ao took out the red-stained paper and looked at the names that were crossed out one after another.

boom——

A violent explosion came from behind, as if the whole earth was shaking.

The yellow taxi drove into the distance under the firelight and sunlight.

He Ao's eyes fell on the last blank name on the list.

Pena.

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