Gamers Are Fierce

"What?"

Li Ang squinted and said, "Which incident are you talking about? Too many for me to remember."

He appeared calm on the surface, but his mind was racing with thoughts, considering all possibilities.

Incident?

Since Wang Congshan said it was Wei Linglan representing the Mobile Detachment, it shouldn't be about the incident a long time ago where I pretended to be a blind date for money in a restaurant.

Is it about the players? Or perhaps something related to hunting?

No, that's unlikely.

Wang Congshan is just an ordinary family member; such matters wouldn't be known to her,

and from her tone, it seemed more like a joke...

"No idea."

Wang Congshan pouted, gesturing with her chin toward a surveillance camera at the corner of the restaurant ceiling, "She just asked if I'm with you right now and told me to stay put; she'll be here soon."

Li Ang blinked, "Uh, what does she mean?"

"Probably not a big deal,"

Wang Congshan said, "If it were serious, she would've told me directly. Maybe she's here for a free meal?"

"Oh, oh."

Li Ang nodded, disconnecting the Divine Power Connection with the Bug Nest Fleet.

The Skynet System of the Special Affairs Bureau has the authority to access all surveillance cameras except those in private residences (including street shops) and can determine each citizen's real-time location through facial and gait recognition (sometimes including voice) and cellphone positioning.

Finding someone doesn't take even a second.

Wang Congshan squinted her eyes, sharply saying, "Why do I feel like you're a bit nervous..."

"What do I have to be nervous about."

Li Ang smiled, "Walking the straight path, sitting upright, righteous and open-minded, firm and optimistic, intelligent and diligent, kind to the weak, not fearing authority.

The future star of Yin City, one of the top ten youths, who else if not me."

"The more you say things like that, the more suspicious you seem..."

Wang Congshan narrowed her eyes and leaned toward Li Ang with her hands on the table, "I smell a hint of lies...

Could it be that you've done something bad behind my back?"

"Why would I need to do bad things behind your back? Isn't it tiring?"

Growing up together has its downsides, as Li Ang speechlessly placed his hands on Wang Congshan's shoulders, gently pushing her back into her seat.

"Overall, it's just very suspicious..."

Wang Congshan suspiciously bit her dining fork, "You haven't taken a shrinking pill APTX-4869 to stay close to me for years, now exposed as an international assassin being cornered by the Mobile Detachment with armored cars and helicopters, have you?"

"Sister, can you not dramatize things?"

Li Ang rolled his eyes, "What do you have that's worth me lurking for?

And I'm usually very meticulous when disposing of bodies,

always planting endangered and legally protected precious plants on the soil above the bodies, making it illegal for those who dig them up rather than me."

"Pfft, if you really had rare plants, you'd surely try growing them yourself all over the mountains, calling official institutions multiple times to earn banners and prize money."

Wang Congshan pouted, gazing out the window, "Ah, she's here."

Accompanied by the sound of tires skidding on the ground, a black luxury sedan stopped by the roadside.

Wearing a Special Affairs Bureau suit, Wei Linglan got out of the driver's seat, stood by the roadside, waved at Wang Congshan inside through the window, and walked toward the restaurant door, pushing it open.

"Why are you in uniform?"

Wang Congshan casually asked, "Not working overtime today?"

"Just a little something, slide over."

Wei Linglan unceremoniously nudged Wang Congshan, taking her place and casually picked up an iced cola on the table, taking a sip, her gaze sweeping toward Li Ang, smiling, "Meeting again, huh."

"Hmm..."

Li Ang sat obediently, displaying a small citizen's nervousness and anxiety when approached by the Mobile Detachment, "Miss Wei, cough, Miss Wei, what brings you to me?"

Wei Linglan didn't rush to answer; she snapped her fingers casually,

immediately, a barely perceptible energy wave echoed in the booth, forming a barrier that isolated outside sounds and blurred the scene inside.

"Last time was a bit, uh, awkward. But this time, I'm here about the Killing Game matter."

Wei Linglan took out a black briefcase from thin air, pulled a stack of documents from it, glanced through them, and calmly said, "Your academic performance in school is quite good, isn't it?"

Li Ang answered truthfully, "Uh, it's alright."

"Your physical test results are also passable."

Wei Linglan's eyes scanned the documents, "Family relations,

parents passed away early, raised by the Yin City Public Welfare Orphanage,

won numerous awards growing up, essays published multiple times in newspapers and magazines..."

Li Ang smacked his lips, a faint smile appeared on his face, "So, is there a problem with this?"

"None, very inspirational, a bright future."

Wei Linglan closed the documents, looked up, and said, "This time, there are mainly two things we need to talk about.

The first is rather special.

Hmm... You often tutor to supplement the household income, right?"

"Yes."

Li Ang nodded, saying, "Is it about the tutoring reward and tax matters?"

"No, that's not our department."

Wei Linglan shook her head, "One of your students was recently selected by the Killing Game to become a naturally promoted player."

"Huh?"

Li Ang was taken aback, "Which student?"

"You don't need to know for now."

Wei Linglan smiled slightly, "As per standard procedure, we need to investigate naturally promoted new players' interpersonal relationships and past experiences, looking for noteworthy points.

During the investigation, we found that the new player seems to be most influenced by you.

Based on the comprehensive analysis, your unique teaching method has endowed that player with adaptation skills beyond an ordinary person's."

Sitting beside Wang Congshan, she was stunned and couldn't help but interject, "Wait, you're saying his Pavlov education method actually works?"

"What Pavlov."

Wei Linglan had a puzzled look, "Anyway, we want to invite you to report to the Special Affairs Bureau's base, give us a statement, and detail your tutoring process and educational philosophy—

Due to differences between individuals, common training methods make it difficult to cultivate special talents that meet the standards of the Killing Game,

If your method proves effective, you've really filled a gap in this regard, a real credit."

"Paw Patrol Making a Great Contribution"?

The name of the cartoon inexplicably popped into Li Ang's mind, fortunately not "Team Ang Making a Mistake" or "Team Ang Imprisoned".

"Taking a statement is unavoidable; the higher-ups require it."

Wei Linglan said, "After the statement, you'll also need to sign a confidentiality agreement to conceal that player's identity.

After that, we might still have to do a light memory erasure on you.

Can you accept that?"