440. Fraud game, who is the mole_1
Qin Tiantian had pulled an all-nighter and, unable to hold on, decided to end the stream in the morning.
Had she fallen asleep during the live broadcast, it would have meant the end of her career as a virtual anchor.
She didn't get out of bed until the afternoon, feeling sealed to her bedding, with no desire to leave her nest.
If a nest were a form of pollution, then humanity must be beyond salvation by now.
Lazily watching live streams on her phone, she noticed that by now, basically all the players had shown their faces.
Psychobro, the French policewoman, the delivery guy, and that high school student detective were one group.
The chef, the painter, and the keyboard warrior were another.
The capitalist worker ousted from the factory, a call girl from the Red Dance Hall, and a thief from the slums, along with a washed-up third-rate actor formed another.