Are You Crazy? You’re Telling Me This Is a Fugitive TV Show?

“Puff!” As soon as Wang Yun finished speaking, Little Man couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Hahaha, Master, you’re so right. Wang Yun is not a fool. Haha, leaving a mark at the scene? He must have read too many novels, it’s hilarious!”

Little Man seemed to have been hit by a funny bone, holding his stomach and laughing loudly. This made the staff nearby struggle to hold back their laughter.

Professor Gibson’s face grew even longer. He never imagined he would be questioned so publicly and insulted so badly.

Everick, standing at a distance, revealed half of his body, clearly having heard everything. But he had no intention of stepping in to stop it.

“You, who are you? Do you understand criminal psychology? Arrogant kid!”

Professor Gibson was so angry that he didn’t know what to say to stop Wang Yun from continuing his tirade. He pushed the staff aside and strode towards the stairs, muttering as he went down.

“Wait until I catch Wang Yun myself, then you’ll all be humiliated.”

This sounded like a defeated person trying to find a way out.

Anyone who saw it would think that what Wang Yun said made a lot of sense.

“If you can’t win the argument, just run away. I think you’re the one losing face!” Little Man shouted at Professor Gibson from behind, not giving him any way out at all.

“Okay, don’t waste time with this self-righteous person. Let’s go and check out the U.S. team. That guy seems to be from the U.S.,” Wang Yun said, looking in the direction of the United States team.

The staff member hurried forward to explain.

“That was Professor Gibson, a captain of the U.S. team and Everick’s assistant. He is a very famous figure in the U.S. and is very skilled in criminal psychology research. He has helped solve many cases and is known as the ‘Criminal Killer,’” the staff member explained.

When Wang Yun heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve into a slight smile.

Everick, from a distance, saw the three of them walking towards him.

Just by observing the staff’s attitude towards the two young men, Everick knew they must be extraordinary.

The staff came forward and introduced Little Man and Wang Yun’s identities, then left. There was no point in him staying to accompany them, as he didn’t know what young masters like to play.

“Master Little Man, Master Wang, this is the program’s operations room. As of now, Wang Yun has not been caught. You can visit, but I hope you don’t spread anything you see or hear,” Everick said with a smile.

He was not as aggressive as Professor Gibson. He understood the importance of current affairs.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He didn’t know the exact identities of these two people, but judging by the staff’s attitude, it was clear that they were very important in Xiyun City.

Since it was just a TV show, there was no need to offend them over it. Building relationships with the wealthy in this area could only be beneficial for him. After all, he intended to stay in China to further his career.

There was another room where an emergency meeting was held, and it was also the room where the program Captains would stay.

Everick noticed that the two didn’t intend to engage with him, so he moved to the side and started working.

However, what puzzled him was the nagging feeling that he had seen this young Master Wang somewhere before. Specifically, he had seen his hands.

That was right, the hands.

These hands were strange. While his skin was dark and had many pimples, his hands were very white and smooth, with distinct joints. If someone’s face was dark, their hands should also be dark. Р�

“Master, you usually like to stay at home and play games, come here and take a look. Maybe it will inspire you with some ideas for the game.”

Little Man stood beside Wang Yun, his eyes following him.

Wang Yun smiled and began to talk nonsense, “There might be some inspiration, but I mainly want to see how they plan to capture Wang Yun. This way, it might open up another layer of ideas for my positioning in the game.”

In reality, he consciously wanted to hint to Little Man to ask about the game.

Earlier, Wang Yun had been talking to Little Man about the similarities between the game and this program, aiming to dispel Everick’s doubts.

Wang Yun also guessed that the difference in skin color between his face and hands might raise suspicion. But if Little Man mentioned that he often played games and stayed at home, it would make sense that his skin wasn’t tanned. His dark face was caused by acne.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Everick’s doubts were dispelled. He concluded that he was just an internet addict. He must have overthought it. Wang Yun, a fugitive, wouldn’t be associated with an internet addict.

“Master is truly amazing, bringing real-world elements into the game. Master, when will you tell me which club you play for?” Little Man asked, deliberately trying to get closer to Wang Yun, his face full of admiration.

Wang Yun waved his hand dismissively.

“You will know in due time. Are all the rooms here the same?” Wang Yun asked Everick.

“I don’t know about that.” Everick shook his head and walked towards the meeting room, clearly indicating he had other matters to attend to.

When Everick heard that Wang Yun was an internet addict, he gave up the idea of currying favor with them.

What use was it? He was just a gamer.

Everick had originally thought they were wealthy heirs running businesses. It seemed that this online game and the production team were probably collaborating. This contestant coming here was likely for mutual promotion.

At that moment, Everick had only this thought in his mind.

Wang Yun saw Everick walking towards the conference room and turned around, heading to the monitoring room.

“Go and get me some water, I’m a bit thirsty,” Wang Yun said to Little Man, intending to send him away.

The water was in the corridor, in a vending machine.

“Okay, Master.”

Little Man walked outside. The program inspectors in the monitoring room glanced at Wang Yun but didn’t take him seriously. They all continued with their work.