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 Anonymous report letter?
 I'm afraid it's a remedy?
 Goethe glanced at the corpse of Anzi, and sneered in his heart.
 Those 'chasers' undoubtedly discovered that Anzi named 'Sokko' did not bring him to show up on time, so they immediately launched a backup plan-testing what happened in the police station with an anonymous report letter.
 And no matter what the accident was, with facts as evidence, the other party's ultimate goal would be achieved: let him leave the police station!
 Obviously, there must be someone or something in the police station that can quickly identify whether it is a lie.
 Moreover, if the other party did this, he must have determined that he, who was a 'serial killer', would definitely attract people who possessed this item or possessed this ability.
 'The Chaser' had a perfect plan.
 pity……
 The only thing that was wrong: he really didn't kill Harder.
 What's more important: What the other party didn't expect was that he killed the 'Dark Son' Suoko.
 "If this is the case, it seems that it can be a little more daring!"
 Goethe, who found that the situation in front of him could be used, immediately had a plan in his heart.
 Why did he come to the police station?
 In search of protection.
 What if it could be done once and for all?
 Of course it couldn't be better.
 However, this plan requires someone to 'cooperate'.
 Thinking of this, he looked at Sheriff Swart in front of him, and the corners of his mouth turned up again, showing a smile.
 "I didn't kill Hader."
 Goethe smiled and said with certainty.
 "Everyone will never admit to killing someone."
 Facing Goethe who categorically denied it, Swart, who smelled of alcohol, laughed, and then said in a very peaceful voice: "I hope you can speak out directly, it's for your own good."
 There was no fluctuation in the tone, even if it was threatening.
 If he wasn't in the interrogation room, he wouldn't be able to tell that the other party was interrogating Goethe at all. On the contrary, it was a bit like bumping into a familiar person in a bar and nodding his head to say hello.
 But this made Goethe frown secretly.
 The Swart in front of him most likely belongs to the kind of guy who gets by.
 and……
 It should still be the kind of person who doesn't mind using his power to seek benefits for himself.
 Goethe glanced at the coat and leather shoes worn by the other party. Obviously, the material and workmanship were no worse than the suit on him—you know, his clothes were worn by Goethe’s parents to celebrate his 18th birthday when the Wayne family was still in ruins. It was custom-made for him on his birthday. Although it did not come with a walking stick, it still cost 7 gold grams.
 According to Goethe's memory, the weekly salary of an elite lawyer who can enter the city hall is about 2-3 gold grams.
 It belongs to the absolute middle class.
 And the salary of a sheriff obviously cannot reach such an income.
 As for where the money came from?
 Naturally it is obvious.
 It is naturally difficult for the current Goethe to "cooperate" with such a guy.
 Goethe is even sure that if the other party is allowed to come, there is a high probability that the matter in front of him will be taken away, just like his "family members" who disappeared-you know, although his home is not in the center of Lust, it is also In the urban area, things like continuous disappearances happened there. It is impossible for Swarte, as the sheriff in front of him, to not know, but the other party still pretends not to know.
 These are enough to explain the problem.
 But fortunately, the other party is not the person in charge.
 Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Goethe's face again, and he said again in a very affirmative tone.
 "I didn't kill Hader."
 Such an answer made Swart raise his eyebrows.
 Swart clearly has limited patience.
 Last moment he was pretending to be peaceful, but this time, he just raised his voice
 "No?"
 "Although in the face of a murderer, we will hang him, but before hanging, we will interrogate, identify the scene, confirm again, and then imprison him, and finally hang him!"
 "This process is very long."
 The sheriff walked up to Goethe as he spoke, as if he wanted to give Goethe a sense of oppression, but just as he straightened up, he burped out.
 The smell of alcohol came to my face.
 Goethe didn't dodge, he looked at the sheriff, kept smiling, and still said in a positive tone: "I didn't kill Hader."
 He really didn't kill Harder.
 It was 'Goethe' who killed it, not him.
 After finishing speaking, he just closed his eyes and stopped looking at the people in the interrogation room.
 Under the signal from Swart's eyes, the middle-aged patrolman who had been standing by immediately raised his baton, ready to give Goethe a look, but before the baton fell, Swart suddenly thought of it. What, immediately wave your hand to stop your subordinates.
 "Hope you're telling the truth."
 Swart, who had changed his mind, turned and left.
 The interrogation room door closed again.
 Goethe, who closed his eyes, heard the muffled sound of the door colliding with the door frame, and felt certain in his heart.
 "really!"
 "There is someone or something in the police station that can tell if someone is lying!"
 "This is naturally a transcendent category!"
 "From the side, it proves my previous guess about the 'official control' of the world in front of me. In this way, my plan just now can be successful!"
 Soon, Goethe began to perfect his plan in his heart.
 He wants to make everything reasonable.
 Or to be more precise...
 Prescribe the right medicine!
 Although the official transcendent is there, the other party obviously doesn't care about some' trivial matters'.
 In this case……
 Then let everything become what the other party cares about!
 Goethe made up his mind.
 ...
 And in the room next to the interrogation room, stood a man in a tuxedo with a white shirt inside.
 This room was about the size of an interrogation room, with no furnishings, and there was only a man standing in the room.
 The man looked down at the pocket watch in his hand, and after Swart walked in, the man said directly.
 "He didn't lie."
 While talking, the man didn't even look at Swarte, his eyes were fixed on the pocket watch in his hand, but Swart didn't dare to neglect, smiled almost obsequiously, and asked for instructions: "Then how should we deal with it?" he?"
 "Just follow the normal process."
 After getting a positive answer from the man, Swart bowed and returned to the interrogation room.
 "Prison Goethe first."
 "Then, investigate the entire case in detail."
 "This guy Soko?"
 "Throw this guy to the morgue first, and wait until the final result of the matter comes out before dealing with it."
 As soon as he entered the interrogation room, Swart said to the middle-aged patrolman.
 Immediately, the middle-aged policeman breathed a sigh of relief, showing a relieved smile——The middle-aged policeman is not stupid, he, who watched everything from the sidelines, can see that Goethe is in big trouble, once he gets infected, it will be really terrible, Maybe he will lose his life, and this weekly salary is not worth his life.
 "You're lucky, kid!"
 "Let's stay in the cell first!"
 "Although the environment is not good, it is at least safer than outside!"
 Saying that, the middle-aged patrolman walked towards Goethe, and the two younger patrolmen were not surprised either.
 Everything is as Goethe guessed.
 Facing the troubles he might bring, these guys planned to play it perfunctory.
 Looking at the three people who were getting closer and about to set themselves up, Goethe didn't cooperate at all and began to struggle violently.
 Immediately, the middle-aged policeman was furious.
 This time, without a signal from Swart, the middle-aged patrolman raised his baton.
 Goethe looked at the baton that was about to fall, and immediately shouted in a roaring voice——
 "Come on! Hit me!"
 "In less than a month, my grandfather died of a sudden illness, my parents disappeared, and then my three uncles and my aunt disappeared overnight, including my three cousins. After that, my only My aunt also disappeared on the way here to call the police!"
 "but me?"
 "Before he could react, he was kicked out of his house by a sudden creditor!"
 "Now!"
 "When I finally escaped from that 'ritual', grasped some clues, and sought to cooperate with you, did I face prison and beating?"
 "if it is like this……"
 "Come on, I'm right here!"
 At the end of the roar, Goethe was almost exhausted.
 "Asshole, do you think I dare not?"
 The middle-aged patrolman roared.
 As for what Goethe said?
 He doesn't care at all.
 What died of illness, disappeared.
 As long as there is no report, it does not exist.
 And if you disappeared on the way to report the crime, then there was no report, and it did not exist.
 Of course, even if it is reported, as long as it is not recorded, it still does not exist.
 The middle-aged policeman, who was too familiar with the whole process, didn't even bother to explain to Goethe. He just wanted to teach Goethe a lesson.
 But at this moment——
 Boom!
 Suddenly there was a muffled knocking sound on one side of the wall.
 With his arms folded, Swarte, who was watching the joke, immediately changed his face, and stopped loudly: "Wait!"
 PS During the new book period, if there is no accident, there will be two updates a day, one update at 10 am and the other update at 6 pm~
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 Death is like the wind, and disaster follows! 
 When I wear the crown... 
 Never bow your head! 
 ——————— 
 Goethe, who traveled across time, was faced with the death of his grandfather from illness, the disappearance of his parents, uncles, aunts and cousins in just one month, his debts were high, and the next one would be his terrible situation... A smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, ready to ruin everything.
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 In the fourteenth year of the doomsday like a holographic game, Mo Ran, the top dead master, was cast aside by the three major races of humans, orcs, and elves. 
 Genocide? betray? Assassinated? This time, as long as I’m here, it’s impossible. 
 Humanity? Elf? Orcs? Take mine and return it, eat mine and spit it out, be prepared to pay the price! 
 Demining: 
 1. Gamification of doomsday is impossible, gamification of life is impossible, and gamification of doomsday is even more impossible. Don’t point at the background bar. 
 2. Both the heroine and the heroine are not good people. Everyone has different positions. They serve the plot. Don’t point at the hero and the heroine. 
 3. The author is glass-hearted, and all kinds of abuse will rebound ten times, don’t point at the author!
 Content tags: Rebirth Doomsday Games online games Shuangwen 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Ran ┃ Supporting role: Ming Yuechen ┃ Others: doomsday, holographic, strong 
 One sentence introduction: As long as I don’t die, you are all scum. 
 Conception: In online games, no matter what adversity, as long as you persevere, you can win.
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 [Survival] [Upgrade Ship] [Explore and Build] [Extraordinary Sequence] [Cthulhu] 
 Everyone travels through time. 
 Jiang Lang wakes up and is forced to get involved in this survival game of sea survival. 
 Each survivor has one chance to draw a lottery at the beginning. 
 Jiang Lang hits the target and awakens his SSS-level talent - the Eye of All-Seeing. 
 From then on, he can see more hidden information than ordinary people! 
 [40 meters away, the artifact Poseidon's Scepter is floating under the sea. With it, your strength in fighting against the weak can be slightly improved] 
 [A stupid fishman monster. If you can kiss the back of its head with a frying pan, I swear, it will definitely see its grandmother tonight] 
 [Two girls in distress, bravely come forward to rescue, you will have a 95% chance of getting two friendships and a 5% chance of getting two loves at the same time] 
 [I know you are thinking about the drawings on the table, but before that, you'd better check the pockets in his clothes. Remember, if you kill monsters but don't loot, your relatives will shed tears] 
 Jiang Lang began his journey of survival in this world... 
 PS: It is more plot-oriented, and the early stage will not develop smoothly.
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 A forum topic-“If you can have a dnd career ability, what are you willing to choose”
 Yi Qiu replied: “Of course it is a monk! Good health and fast running. With its own immunity to poisons and diseases, it can attack the rogue with bare hands. In the case of flower growers with weapons control and food with its own chemical element table, it is almost impossible. It can’t be too praised, and the bald head, as a symbol of the boss, comes with a deterrent +3 buff…”
 So Yi Qiu really became a monk…
 This is a story of an ordinary earth youth who gains monk abilities, can brush a copy, and occasionally punish evil and promote good.
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 World of Warcraft, the rise of the murlocs. 
 Keep your head down and work hard to build. 
 The murlocs will eventually flood Azeroth, blah blah blah...
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 A mysterious portal has brought a survival game to all mankind.
 Distorted jungle, witch altar, cave of ancient gods, fortress of natural disasters…
 Enter a foreign land, survive for thirty days, and you will get everything you want.
 Here, danger and opportunity coexist, and many people are killed as a result.
 After Lin You stepped into it, he obtained a survival reminder system.
 [The dead tree in front is actually still alive. It grows like this when it is born. If you don’t want to be sucked up, stay away from it. 】
 [This bear has a serious skin disease, which is very unfriendly to the secret fear patient. If you can clean it up, it will probably die. 】
 [This is an elite monster. It is recommended to turn around immediately. There is no way out to resist, and it might make it even more excited. 】
 While others are still trying to survive, Lin You already has a higher pursuit.
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 (The old book Arceus' Pirate Journey has been ordered 10,000 times, quality guaranteed) 
 In the year 1484 of the Sea Circle Calendar, Sidilir Oran, who lived in Piltover, came to this sea. 
 This day has become an unforgettable day. On the sea, there are new possibilities for the future because he is here. 
 The next ones to appear are the Project Universe, codenamed Jin-Ski 
 The Tyrant Universe, codenamed Warhammer-Oz 
 The Hex Armor of Piltover, the Alchemy Potion of Zaun 
 The Clone of Charlotte Linlin... 
 Dreams break the barriers of the universe, and Valoran technology and devil fruits produce a wonderful chemical reaction. 
 As for this Star Guardian Urgot...Occasionally there are always some curious products. 
 (Pirates, Sailing, Valoran, League of Legends, LOL)
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 This is a world dominated by all the people. As long as the chance is enough, immortality is not a legend. 
 Zhou Yan accidentally traveled to this magical world, and awakened the golden finger, and was able to infinitely evolve his territory. 
 Ordinary [Barracks] evolves into [Bronze Sparrow Terrace], and summons the RRR-quality Diaochan who knows swordsmanship at the beginning! 
 Ordinary [Lord Crystal] evolves into [King Crystal], the defense power is increased by ten times, and monsters cannot be beaten! 
 Ordinary [altar] evolves into [mysterious shop], and various treasures are refreshed regularly, and there is a 10% discount card at the beginning of the game. Equipment, buildings and so on are all not a problem. 
 Ordinary [Thatched Cottage] evolves into [Reiki Bamboo House], and becoming a fairy is not a dream. 
 "You are just the lowest-level white lord, why are there such terrible heroes!" 
 "This is really just a low-level lord, why is the defense of this territory so terrible." 
 "My dragon was slaughtered before it even reached the city gate, hemp egg...don't eat it!!" 
 "Wuuuuuuu, my territory was actually destroyed by a beautiful girl. She said her name was Diao Chan." 
 Zhou Yan: "Although I am only the lowest-level white lord, I still beat the whole world.
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 "Perfect World", a cross-century online game that can promote human evolution! 
 Become stronger in the game, and your body in reality will also evolve. 
 You can also complete tasks to bring items in the game into reality. 
 "Ding, you have completed the test of the task space ring!" 
 "Ding, you have completed the test of the task purple-winged thunder dragon!" 
 In reality, Xiao Han opened the space ring, took out the corpse of a fifth-level mutant beast from it, and threw it to the purple-winged thunder dragon...
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 The inexplicable existence expands the earth and stars a hundred times, and the whole world is digitized by the game. The ancient existence began to return, and there were alien races in the chaos.
 This is the struggle for hegemony between the fierce soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty and the Yulin Army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and also the collision between the military soldiers of Wei Dynasty and the trapped camp.
 When the Spartan Warriors met the Yellow Turban Warriors, when the Holy See’s Crusades met the Mongolian Iron Cavalry… Elephant Soldiers, Iron Buddhas, Viking Pirates… Humans, Beasts, Alien Invasions… …Who is the strongest civilization in the heavens?
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 "Among the 11 modern arts, the 10th art has always been my favorite. I experienced so many amazing classics in my other world, that I felt compelled to be able to provide this art to the people of this world as well."
 After finishing playing all the games nominated for the "Games Award" that year, Gabriel, known on the internet as Gabe, felt that life was really beautiful, experiencing so many beautiful things while playing, he felt quite satisfied, until he woke up in an unknown place.
 Confused, Gabe felt new memories surging through his mind, indicating that he had transmigrated to another world, a world where humans needed to create virtual worlds so that the population could arm themselves to fight the monsters that threatened to wipe out their race.
 But something shocked Gabe, these virtual worlds were like VR games that people could play and get items or abilities, and the surprise was that from the memories he received, his current body was a developer of Virtual Worlds.
 Follow Gabe's journey to become the greatest game developer in human history.
 Do humans need battle skills against monsters? I will do my favorite game that fights against zombies.
 Do humans need monsters to fight alongside them? I will make monsters that can be balled up and evolve to fight alongside humans.
 Is the technology of humans too weak? I will make alien robots that can transform into vehicles and shoot lasers.
 Does the government want to control me? Sorry, but I was running the government before that.
 From a young man who couldn't develop the most basic game to graduate from university, to the most powerful developer in the world, Gabe used all the knowledge available to him to reach the pinnacle of the world and take humanity along with him.
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 Every time he goes to sleep, he will enter a game’s Ultimate Boss’ body. 
 He’s the Sleeper of R’lyeh at the bottom of the ocean, the Great Old One in the game, the master of the dream that makes one fall into madness—Cthulhu! 
 Due to the rising of the game, more and more fanatics call upon His name. There will be a strange item at home every time Ke Meng wakes up. It’s quite a trouble for an unboxing video creator like him…
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 My name is Yanxing, an earthling, who can travel freely between the earth and a magical world. 
 The elves like the silk I brought them. 
 Orcs like the soap I brought them. 
 The human nobles crazily pursued white porcelain. 
 The dwarf was fascinated by the alloy he bought from me. 
 Even the undead hope to order a set of high-quality coffins from me to show their identity. 
 One day… angels, dragons, demons found me. 
 I said to them: “My market is open to all races and creatures. What you pay can be gold coins or your labor…”
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