<div> It looks a lot like a line of barcode.
 The man in the black hat picked up the encrypted computer from the bushes. Without opening it, he just glanced at its appearance, then carried it back to the car.
 A moment later, the vehicle restarted and disappeared near the garbage disposal center.
 ...
 Gu Ji kept hearing "Baron" come downstairs from the Manhattan Midtown 24 Building before the live stream ended.
 He found it difficult to discern from the sound how "Baron" managed to acquire the Poison Needle Trap mine and recover the mysterious computer.
 This made him curious.
 The items rewarded from the mission objectives might be obtained from the surrounding environment by patching, but the two items he mentioned were hard to transport and handle in reality.
 Unless the game has "official staff" personally handling the distribution and recovery of special items.
 Which would mean…
 There is someone operating behind the game!
 Gu Ji was startled by his own thought, his heart skipped a beat.
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 </div> Could these people be from the Volut Company? Could my father's death be related to them? Have they already discovered my identity?
 Countless questions erratically crisscrossed his mind.
 But he quickly dismissed the first two questions.
 According to normal logic, the official staff would definitely know the player's account identity information. If they were really from Volut, since they could trace and set up actions to eliminate my father, why keep me alive until now?
 Moreover, being the game officials, their stance should be neutral.
 Otherwise, there would be no fairness in the game itself.
 "This Crisis Management Game hides too many secrets…"
 Gu Ji rubbed his temples and exited the already closed live streaming room.
 In the passionfruit's creative section, the latest prank video's comments have exceeded over three hundred thousand, almost all urging him to start a live stream, but some viewers found the official streaming on the New York Daily News website.
 He recalled the media helicopter from the first round of challenges.
 Clicking into the Daily News website, there indeed was an aerial shot live streaming the final stage:
 Times Square Bomb Hostage Situation!
 With the live broadcast footage, Gu Ji could see more intuitively the differences between AI replication and his own actions.
 The former was obviously more efficient, except for the key information exchanges, the game AI-controlled "Baron" would hardly say any unnecessary words, nor do any small gestures. If inactive, he would stay put honestly; when taking action, he executed decisively and quickly, remaining calm like a precision machine throughout.
 Until the game was completed.
 Gu Ji brought the phone screen closer, squinting his eyes, carefully staring at "Baron" on the screen, trying to confirm his previous speculation about the possessed personnel.
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 </div> But because the New York Daily News cameras used ultra-long focal length lenses for recording, some facial expression details were hard to capture adequately.
 The main thing was, he couldn't hear the on-site dialogue.
 New York Times Square.
 Baron stood in place, slightly startled, watching the blonde woman outside the police line in the distance disappear into the crowd of onlookers.
 "So, this email may very well have been sent by McLean, I'll send someone to find her right away. This document is very important to me. I'll keep the phone here; you give me the password, then come back with me to the FBI to make a detailed statement!"
 Jillian finished browsing the evidence in the email, took a deep breath, and said seriously.
 But after a moment, Baron made no response.
 She looked up, watching the other standstill, first in contemplation, then with frowning, looking very puzzled and pained.
 "What's wrong with you?"
 "I, I'm fine…"
 Baron stammered, clearly somewhat absent-minded.
 Because he had long been frightened by everything that was happening before him.
 "Fuck, I'm just a street punk wanting to follow that Xia Kingdom livestreamer to earn some pocket money, how did I end up entangled in so much trouble! These damn cops…"
 At this moment, Baron's head felt like a mush.
 Groggily following Jillian into the patrol car, on the way to the FBI New York Field Office, he finally sorted out the entire process of what happened this morning.
 Streaming, searching for the bomb, disarming the bomb, escaping, rescuing hostages…
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 </div> God, I can't believe I was able to do all these things!
 Baron rubbed his hair vigorously, thankfully he still remembered the chemistry knowledge taught by his mother, along with the Marine Corps books in his uncle's cabinet, barely helping him survive such a terrifying event.
 Of course, the most proud of.
 Were the escape skills he honed from years of hustling on the streets and maneuvering around the state police.
 Otherwise, I would have been caught long ago!
 "Now that Disard is dead, I've again become the hero of New York, with a live stream watched by tens of thousands, I might as well just take over as the streamer from Passionfruit?"
 Baron fiddled with his naturally curly hair, slyly rolling his eyes, hatching a mischievous plan.
 But soon he was drenched with cold water.
 Because he thought of those security personnel at the Volut New York Branch!
 Let's not forget, he had barely managed to escape from their hands, and Volut doesn't know his identity yet; if he starts streaming now, wouldn't he be delivering himself for them to track down and hunt?
 And that Marine Corps Colonel Sauva.
 The evidence on his phone could cost this old fox his life, even though he wasn't the one who actively reported it, but the other party definitely wouldn't easily let him off.</div>
 

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Chapter 259 - 137: Game Operations

It looks a lot like a line of barcode. The man in the black hat picked up the encrypted computer from the bushes. Without opening it, he just glanced at its appearance, then carried it back to the car. A moment later, the vehicle restarted and disappeared near the garbage disposal center. ... Gu Ji kept hearing "Baron" come downstairs from the Manhattan Midtown 24 Building before the live stream ended. He found it difficult to discern from the sound how "Baron" managed to acquire the Poison...

Simulation Game: Crisis Management

Chapter 259 - 137: Game Operations

Simulation Game: Crisis Management - Chapter 259 - 137: Game Operations