Invading the Game

Although Team Leader Chen was full of confidence, Mo Qiong also believed he could do his best.

But he didn't believe in anything being 100% certain in this world; if there was, it would definitely be his arrow.

Tonight at precisely 8 o'clock, police forces across the country would act in unison.

There were still five hours until 8 o'clock.

These five hours were enough for Mo Qiong to render the key figures on the wall completely defenseless, making escape impossible.

When Mo Qiong pursued them into the command center, while he appeared to be asking Team Leader Chen sharp questions, the truth was he already knew the answers.

His primary objective was to identify the leaders of the human trafficking ring that needed to be apprehended in this operation.

Clearly, in the command center, there were photos and relevant information for these key figures, with photos directly displayed on the wall.

Mo Qiong didn't try to forcibly memorize them because human memory is limited. Mo Qiong's memory hadn't been trained, making it impossible to memorize those fifteen faces in a short period, and even if he did, they would quickly fade.

What he needed to do was absolutely not shoot the wrong person!

His brief observation of the command center was merely to determine where he could view those photos.

"The photos are on the wall near the corner. There's a computer camera diagonally opposite that can see them."

Although the command center's computers undoubtedly contained relevant visual data, Mo Qiong's method of intrusion, even if he were to hack in, was unconventional and could potentially interfere with the police's computer operations.

Mo Qiong didn't want to cause any disruption to the police or be discovered, so he wouldn't directly access their computer files.

He only needed to borrow the webcam attached to the computer on the desk to photograph the pictures on the wall.

To achieve this, after identifying which computer's webcam could see the photos, he immediately memorized the situation displayed on that computer's screen.

The operation was still being planned. The computer's main display showed the desktop, with an internal communication software for the Special Investigation Team active and transferring data to team members in other regions.

The data was transferring slowly, and the police were busy with other tasks. No one was operating the computer that was quietly transferring data.

"Make haste!"

Mo Qiong sat on a chair and quickly downloaded the 'Minecraft' mobile game on his phone.

The download speed from the bureau's Wi-Fi was very fast. Mo Qiong quickly logged into the game and started a creative mode session.

Although he hadn't played the game much, he had watched others play the PC version. It offered immense freedom and was easy to pick up.

In creative mode, the protagonist, Steve, could place anything he wanted directly. He quickly used pistons and pressure plates to build a device that could launch himself.

"Let's try this computer first."

Mo Qiong looked at the computer desktop in the lounge. It was currently on, meant for their leisure, but Qin Zheng and the others hadn't used it.

In the next second, the "Green Prairie" on his phone disappeared, and the background flickered, switching to the desktop of that computer.

It was a peculiar sensation. Mo Qiong used his phone to watch Steve standing on the 'time and date' display in the bottom right corner.

Even stranger, Steve could jump down from it and stand in front of the 'time and date' display, or jump behind it.

And on that computer, when Steve jumped to the front, he was displayed on the screen.

Mo Qiong could directly see Steve in the bottom right corner of the desktop, obscuring the 'time and date,' 'volume,' and other display items.

But when Steve jumped to the back, the obscured items became visible again, while Steve's lower body was hidden, showing only a square head.

"If I control him to stand behind a sufficiently large software window, then Steve won't be visible on the desktop because the software will cover him."

"However, on the phone, it's still a 3D view... I can stand on top of or beside icons and push them, much like pushing a minecart, except I can never see how thick these software windows are..."

Although the phone displayed a 3D world, everything inside was 2D. The software and other desktop elements had no thickness.

When Steve stood behind a software window, he could still see the front of the software, but it appeared mirrored.

In other words, from his phone, he could only see the front of those software windows and their mirrored reflections.

It was as if Mo Qiong was playing a game called 'Steve's Journey in a 2D Desktop.'

"What a strange feeling. My World is 3D, so when Steve, a 3D character, enters a 2D virtual world, my phone doesn't turn into a side-scrolling game. Instead, it feels like playing a game where a 3D character travels into a 2D world."

After confirming this situation, Mo Qiong quickly exited the game on his phone, and Steve disappeared from the desktop.

Not long after.

On the desktop of a computer in the command center, a pixelated figure suddenly appeared – it was Steve.

Steve, with his short legs, rushed towards the Special Investigation Team's communication software that was transferring data.

He seemed to dive behind the software, or rather, the software's view covered the little figure.

A moment later, Steve emerged from the top-left corner of the software.

He flew towards a column of icons on the left side of the desktop. One of them was a photo editing software.

Most of the bureau's computers had this software, which could take pictures directly using the webcam.

Steve didn't open the icon. He stood to the side, continuously pushing the icon, slowly moving it towards the communication software.

A few seconds later, he seemed to feel that moving it so slowly was inefficient and suddenly produced a diamond pickaxe in his hand...

Steve silently swung the diamond pickaxe, frantically mining at the icon.

In just an instant, the icon shrunk with a 'pop' from the desktop and was absorbed into Steve's body.

Steve, having obtained the icon, flew directly to the software and hid behind it again.

Immediately after, another piece of software was opened on the desktop.

However, this software was hidden behind the communication software, and it was only possible to know it was opened from the floating icon at the very bottom.

If someone were to Alt+Tab at this moment, they could bring up the hidden camera interface.

After a while, this software was closed, and then Steve ran out again.

He went to the original position of the camera software and placed it back.

It seemed to be placed crookedly, so he quickly knocked it off again, repositioned it, and then paused for a moment before disappearing.

When Mo Qiong opened the camera software, he confirmed that no one was standing in front of the computer.

Through the camera, he saw the photos on the wall, took a few screenshots with his phone, and quickly closed it.

Even if he was seen while putting the icon back, it wouldn't matter.

After all, a pixelated person running around on the computer desktop, or even damaging desktop icons, was not difficult to do. A simple virus program could achieve it. At worst, the computer would need to be cleaned and scanned for viruses.

Mo Qiong looked through the screenshots on his phone; they were taken quite clearly.

For him, he wasn't shooting a photograph, so he just needed to know what the person looked like.

The hair and clothes were certainly meaningless as references; they would definitely be different from the photos now. When specifying a landing point, he would just blur it out and use the appearance as a reference point. The arrow would go to the target closest to what he had in mind.

With the target identified, the next step was the arrow.

Mo Qiong suddenly stood up and said, "Uncle Qin, I'm going to buy some food. What do you guys want to eat?"

Qin Zheng said, "We'll just eat whatever, we can just order delivery."

Mo Qiong said, "I'll go buy it, there are many delicious things right outside the door."

"Then I'll go with you!" Qin Ya stood beside Mo Qiong, holding her bag.

Mo Qiong said, "No need, I can go by myself."

"How can that be? You're our benefactor, how can we let you run errands alone?" Qin Ya insisted on going together with a smile.

"Then you two youngsters go buy whatever you want yourselves, just bring back some congee for me and your Second Uncle," Qin Zheng said with a smile.

Mo Qiong nodded and walked out side-by-side with Qin Ya.

Although they were arranged to stay at the bureau, it wasn't mandatory. If they went out for too long, the Special Investigation Team would ask, fearing they would go looking for the child prematurely.

But if they just went out for a short walk and came back quickly, the police wouldn't pay much attention.

The two went out and found a congee shop. After ordering some food, Qin Ya insisted on paying the bill.

Mo Qiong didn't stand on ceremony and said, "I'm going to the supermarket across the street to buy something. You wait here for a bit, I'll be right back."

"Are you going to buy dried fish?" Qin Ya said with a smile.

Mo Qiong was stunned, not understanding the reference.

So he said, "What do you want? I'll buy it for you while I'm at it."

"I'll add some dried fish too, but I can't eat spicy food," Qin Ya said with a smile.

"Okay..." Mo Qiong finally realized why Qin Ya had said that.

He had once told Qin Ya that he loved fish the most, and she might have thought he wanted to buy some dried fish to add to the congee.

She really thought he couldn't go a meal without fish...

This might be a cognitive difference caused by their living environments. Mo Qiong had never been a picky eater since he was young. He didn't have anything he particularly loved to eat, or rather, if it was delicious, he loved it, and if it wasn't, he'd still eat it.

But perhaps in Qin Ya's mind, one would always want to eat their favorite food.

However, during the two times Mo Qiong had eaten with her, he hadn't seen her order any other special dishes. It seemed... they happened to be fish too?

"But this reminds me, if I were to directly buy needles, Qin Ya would definitely find it strange if she saw me."

"But if I buy fish, Qin Ya definitely won't ask any questions, and she'll even eat with me."

Mo Qiong walked out of the congee shop, first going to the supermarket to buy some snacks, and then directly to the restaurant next door to pack a steamed fish.

When he returned, Qin Ya indeed just smiled knowingly.

After bringing the items back to the bureau, everyone finished eating quickly.

After tidying up, Mo Qiong went to throw away the trash with a smile.

In the restroom, he took out a paper napkin from his pocket, which contained dozens of fish bones. These fish bones were picked out by him with chopsticks.

He now picked out sixteen relatively hard fish bones, washed them repeatedly, and then used the smallest fish bones to create scratches on the front half of them.

There were no two fish bones exactly alike in this world, especially since Mo Qiong had actively given them special details.

The fish bones he chose were, on average, three centimeters long and relatively sharp. With a strong flick, they could pierce the skin and get stuck in the muscle.

This was just manual. If propelled by blowing, they could hit the target at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

As long as they weren't blocked by bone, they could penetrate deep into the human body.

For example, if they hit a vein.