Horror Game: Crazy Boss Slashing At The Beginning

"I really can't hide anything from you."

The patriarch shook his head with a smile, and pulled out three steel needles from the top of his head with one hand.

The moment the steel needle was taken out, the patriarch's face also changed drastically.

His facial features gradually deformed, and finally turned into the appearance of a fat father.

"Father... it's really... really you..."

Xiaopang looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The fat father glanced at Xiaopang, and said with a disdainful smile: "I am not your father, your original body is just an orphan I picked up from the wolf's den."

Xiaopang pursed his mouth, his eyes filled with tears in an instant, "Impossible, you lied, you said I belonged to your son!"

Xiao Pang looked at Fat Daddy aggrievedly, but Fat Daddy didn't even give him an eye.

Fat Dad tilted his head and looked at Fu Yan with a smile, "Although you saw it through, I still want to know how you found out."

"There are so many coincidences pointing to you, it's hard for me not to doubt."

Fu Yan sighed, and continued: "Do you have to stand so high? Looking up at you is very tired."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yan raised his legs and walked towards the high platform.

"Don't come here, or I'll strangle him to death." Fat Dad tilted his head to look at Fu Yan, and tightened his grip on Zhou Yufeng's neck.

Zhou Yufeng whimpered uncontrollably while roaring.

Hearing this, Fu Yan kept walking, "Then I would like to thank you very much, otherwise I would have to do it myself, or it would have to be the two of us."

Zhou Yufeng: "..."

He has something dirty to say...

Fu Yan walked briskly in front of Fat Dad.

Those who were so close were almost on the face, and Fat Dad didn't attack Zhou Yufeng.

Fu Yan patted Fat Dad's arm, "Okay, let's put it down, isn't it tiring to hold it?"

Fat Dad smiled, "Are you so sure that I won't kill him?"

Fu Yan shrugged, "Whoever dies or not, it's none of my business."

"but……"

Fu Yan's words suddenly changed, he raised his finger and pointed to the corpse covered with white cloth on the high platform, and said:

"But he is Lin Moli's son, I guess you will not kill Lin Moli's son in front of her."

Fat Dad smacked his lips, "Okay, you guessed it right again."

Fat Dad pushed Zhou Yufeng away, rubbed the arm that had been raised all the time, "It's a little sore."

Fu Yan: "Geriasis."

Fat Dad: "..."

Now that everyone has shown their cards, Fat Daddy will stop pretending.

He walked to the edge of the high platform, sat down slowly with his legs supported, and drooped his two calves outside the high platform, swinging and swinging.

After the fat dad sat down, he patted the open space beside him, and said to Fu Yan, "Come on, brother, let's sit down and chat."

Fu Yan glanced at the bloodstained high platform where Batai was buried, hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down with a sigh.

Fat Dad chuckled, feeling the joy of winning back.

Following Fat Dad's example, Fu Yan also swung his legs outside the high platform.

Looking at the calf that was much longer than Fat Daddy, Fu Yan showed a wry smile, "See, I'm longer than you."

Fat Dad: "..."

Nonsence!

So obscene!

Fat Dad moved aside angrily, away from Fu Yan, "Tell me, why do you doubt me."

Fu Yan crossed his hands on his thighs, and his two calves were swinging in the air, "Oh, where do we start?"

Fat Dad: "..."

Fat Dad: "It's fine, it's up to you."

Fu Yan: "Remember our meeting in the ancestral hall?"

Fat Dad nodded, "I remember."

Fu Yan: "At that time, you showed great respect for the tablet of the former patriarch's wife Lin Moli. You said you loved her very much. I don't think it's a lie."

"Later, when I said that you betrayed Lin Moli, you were very excited, as if you had a lot to say."

"But when you glanced at the candlestick beside you, you instantly calmed down again."

"I've seen that candlestick. Except that it can clearly illuminate the figure, there is nothing special about it."

"So what did you see inside that could make you calm down quickly?"

"After thinking about it, I should have seen the old face of the patriarch."

"This point was also confirmed in Lin Moli's room on the west side of the Zhou Mansion."

Fat Dad raised his eyebrows, "You went to Jasmine's room?"

Fu Yan smiled, "Yeah, I even broke her door lock."

Fat Dad: "Thank you for being merciful."

Fu Yan: "You're welcome, just high-quality human beings."

Fat Dad: "..."

Fu Yan: "I was in Lin Moli's room and found an upside-down mercury mirror."

"Lin Moli's room is very tidy and elegant, without a trace of dust. It can be seen that the person who arranged it took great care of it."

"And that mercury mirror should also be carefully prepared by the person who arranged it for Lin Moli."

"But since it was carefully prepared, why did it have to be turned upside down on the table?"

"On Lin Moli's bed, there is no sign of anyone living there, but there is a thin quilt on the rocking chair in the center of the room."

"So I speculate that someone must have lived in this room."

"As for the mirror, it must have been turned over by the people who live there, and they don't want to see their own appearance."

"Combined with your performance when you were photographed in the ancestral hall, I suspect that you are the one living in Lin Moli's house."

"And Zhang Chongxue also personally confirmed this for me. She said that the patriarch would rather guard a dead man's house than share a bed with her."

Fat Dad heard the words, and readily admitted, "I do live in that room."

Fu Yan: "This is also the most suspicious point."

Fat Dad looked at Fu Yan attentively.

Fu Yan: "In the eyes of others, you are the patriarch, and the patriarch and Lin Moli are husband and wife. Why doesn't the patriarch sleep on Lin Moli's bed, but on the rocking chair? Could it be that he is afraid of ghosts pressing the bed?"

Fat Dad smacked his lips, "It's hard to say."

"I think you can't wait."

Fu Yan joked, and continued: "There is another very strange thing, that is the crib in the corner."

"The bed was covered with dust, which was out of place with the clean and tidy room."

"But the tiger-toed shoes next to Lin Moli's pillow are treasured by you."

"I don't like children, but I cherish the tiger shoes worn by children. I only think of one possibility, that is, the children are not yours."

"Lin Moli was pregnant and giving birth before she died. You rearranged Lin Moli's room according to where she lived before, so there is a crib in the room."

"As for the tiger-toed shoes, she should have made them for her own children, because she made them herself, so you cherish them all the more."

"You like her, but you don't like her children."

"Living in her room, but refusing to sleep in her bed."

"This is definitely not the behavior that a normal couple should have."

"Little Fatty told me before that there was a plague in the village five years ago, and the patriarch was dying of illness. Then he suddenly woke up and started building the ancestral hall."

"Judging from the patriarch's current performance, he has a deep affection for Lin Moli."

"But you and Zhang Chongxue both said that Lin Moli was burned to death by the patriarch himself."

"Zhang Chongxue said that after the patriarch burned Lin Moli to death, he found that Lin Moli was his true love, so he hasn't touched her for more than five years, and he still hates her."

"This is very strange. Lin Moli died more than 20 years ago, and the patriarch didn't even have the conscience to find out. In just five short years, the love suddenly became as deep as the ocean?"

"Middle-aged and elderly idol dramas don't dare to shoot like this!"

"So I suspect that the real patriarch died five years ago, and the patriarch you have seen in the past five years has always been you pretending to be."