Absurd deduction game

There is a bamboo and rattan recliner at the end of the bedroom. It is the kind that can be rocked and creaks when it is rocked.

The curtains were drawn tightly, but it was too dark, so the guide turned on the lights.

More than once, Nightmare felt that her eyes were the kind of people who spent money to seek suffering. If the "truth" was beautiful or even ordinary, that would be fine. In absurd games, it is obvious that terrible truths account for the majority.

She could always see something that made her feel sick to her stomach, and she would pretend to be oblivious and look indifferent, otherwise she would be torn apart by those things.

Just like now, she was pulled by the guide to the deck chair and looked at a corpse that had been decomposed for a long time on the deck chair.

The face of the corpse showed a withered old look, and the flesh had long since rotted to the point where it could not be seen in its original state. It was neatly dressed in a winter cotton-padded jacket, but the wriggling maggots and the rotten liquid left behind always stained the cotton-padded jacket everywhere. Gotta be dirty.

"You see, my father is so ill that he can no longer walk on his own, but he keeps moving around, and the clothes he just put on are dirty." Gao Yiling smiled distressedly at Xiang Yan, with a hint of complaint. .

But before Xiang could respond, she immediately turned to face the corpse and said coquettishly: "Oh dad, I told you, it's very cold to wash clothes in winter. You can't walk around now, so just lie down peacefully. Stop moving around. When you get better, can I go out and play with you?"

"I'll take you and sign up for all the groups I took at the travel agency. Let's go traveling and never stay in this cold town again. But you have to take your medicine and get better first~"

Xiang looked at this scene with some confusion. Gao Yiling's eyes and tone were so sincere, as if he really didn't think there was any connection between corpses and death.

It was Gao Yiling who was crazy.

"Well, please give him a wipe, and I'll see how you do it and learn from it." Gao Yiling made a please gesture to Yan, then sat down on the bed obediently and watched from a very close angle.

From Nightmare's perspective, the bed had already left traces of rotting corpses lying on it, and the liquid was filled with dense insect eggs, some of which had already broken open. Tiny insects emerged from the bed and were twisting crazily.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the writhing sounds of the bugs, which become buzzing when they gather together because there are so many of them.

Gao Yiling sat down on the bed, her black skirt stained with dirt. She was among the insects and looked at Xianni.

Goosebumps appeared on Nightmare's arms, and insect eggs were falling on the ground. She felt like she had nowhere to go, so she could only walk forward and came to the corpse.

Most of the viewers who were paying attention to their actions gathered in Nightmare's live broadcast room at this time, because the three of them acted together, and it was clear that Nightmare was the one who triggered the plot.

The two in the living room may be a bit boring. In contrast, many viewers are very happy to temporarily come to the live broadcast room to watch the plot.

The perspective of the live broadcast room is the same as that of the nightmare, so countless viewers also saw the reality that revealed the tip of the iceberg.

[Fuck, this scene is really disgusting. I would rather serve a ghost than share a room with so many bugs]

[It’s so disgusting, I feel so immersive, I can already feel bugs crawling on the instep of my feet]

[So now the fact is that Gao Yiling is a ghost and her father is a corpse, right? So does she know, or doesn't she know? ]

[There are two possibilities. One is that she really doesn’t believe that her father is dead and thinks that her father is still alive. She may be an obsession]

[Continue, the second is that she knows that her father is dead, so she has a purpose in letting Nightmare enter the room to help]

[I think the idea above is a bit simplistic. This kind of place depends on the overall environment. There may be countless possibilities]

[Then there is no need to discuss it, it’s as if you didn’t say it after you said it]

[Ah ah ah, I am a fan of Nightmare. Can anyone tell me if she is in danger now? ]

[It’s hard to say, I also find it strange. Gao Yiling’s reaction is too vague, I don’t know what she wants to do]

The hot water bottle on the floor seemed to contain clean hot water that had just been boiled. She poured some into the round basin and dipped the towel in her hand into the hot water. At least it felt right.

She twisted the towel until it was half dry and had to wipe the body's face first.

She was right about one thing. She had really worked as a nurse, but in another instance she had experienced early on, the contaminated orphanage had all kinds of malicious patients, nurses, and... Dean, and the deducers like them are like little white flowers who entered by mistake.

Those ghost nurses were conscientious and indulgent towards the patients, but they were picky about the deducers. Once they did something wrong, they would give the ghost nurses a reason to kill them.

In order to survive, Nightmare desperately learned the techniques of ghost nurses to take care of patients. Amid the fear that she would be killed by her patients at any time, she finally survived.

There were a total of eight people involved in the deduction, and only she and another girl left alive.

Nightmare felt like he was back to that time again.

The person she has to take care of is not a living person, the danger is unknown, and there is Gao Yiling beside her, who is monitoring her like the ghost caregiver at that time.

And it was even harder now than then. Even though the patient at that time was a ghost, at least the parts were damaged openly. Unlike the corpse in front of her, the flesh and skin were rotten. She was afraid that a large piece of it would be wiped off if she wiped it.

But Gao Yiling was staring at it, and he was concentrating, exerting his utmost patience, and carefully wiped it on.

Under the ears, under the chin, on the neck...

When doing this work, Xiang had to get very close to the corpse, and the maggots emerging from the rotten flesh would shake their heads and tails on the towel from time to time.

Compared to the densely packed insect eggs that were born under the feet and on the bed, maggots were relatively familiar. They had to come into contact with them in many deductions. Nightmare gradually became expressionless. When she noticed that Gao Yiling didn't seem to restrict her movements, her hands and eyes were quick. He picked out the maggots one by one and threw them aside.

There were too many maggots in some places. Sensing the danger, they formed clumps and tried their best to burrow into the flesh, and Yan dug them all out without changing his expression. After a while, at least on the surface, the head and face of the corpse looked much cleaner.

I didn't know what a terrifying scene was under the clothes. The nightmare flashed and turned to Gao Yiling: "It's cold now and he needs to keep warm. You can't take off his clothes often to wipe his body. It can make him gather the heat with great difficulty." Loss.”

"What should we do?" Gao Yiling asked anxiously.

"In this weather, you only need to wipe his neck, hands and feet, and wash his body carefully every other week or so." Xiang said as long as possible. Anyway, after a week, she would either be gone or dead. , there must be nothing wrong with her.

At this moment, Nightmare suddenly felt that his hand was grabbed by another hand.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head sharply. She saw the corpse's eyes moving slightly in the empty sockets with no nerve tissue left. The arm wrapped in clothes was raised, and one hand reached out accurately. In her hands.

The corpse, which was almost unrecognizable from the human form, opened its mouth: "Thank you. You are obviously my daughter's guest...but you let you do such a thing."

Gao Yiling immediately said: "Yes, yes, I'm really sorry, thank you so much!"

The corpse moved its head stiffly, making a breathy sound, then tightened its grip on the nightmare, and pointed the other hand very slowly at the pile of picked maggots on the ground: "Those... you... can see it."

While talking, the worms and pieces of meat from his mouth fell out bit by bit.

Nightmare: "..." Oh, fuck.