I'm killing crazy in the horror game world

Ten years apart?

Are all the previous six victims dead?

This cannot be said to be a simple matter. It is a planned, premeditated and purposeful crime.

The perpetrator asks for a man's skin lotion every ten years. What is he doing?

Skin care and beauty?

still……

"This is the eldest descendant of the Liu family. He is 129 years old. It can be said that he is one of the few people in the world who has lived a long life!"

Officer Zhao pointed to Wang Zun the old man who spoke before, showing great respect.

129 years old?

Wang Zun's eyes widened and he looked at the old man up and down. Is he 129 years old?

His white hair is extremely thick, and although his skin is dry, it does not have the feeling of sagging and gathering together. The old man and woman around him have been using crutches since they were eighty years old. At the age of 129, he can even breathe extremely smoothly and walks very steadily.

Walking back and forth quickly in front of the old house.

Is this an old man who is 129 years old?

Did you get a chicken blood injection?

What supplements did you take?

Wang Zun was very shocked. This was the oldest person he had ever heard of, bar none!

"My great-grandfather will be 130 years old in three days!"

A middle-aged man came out, very proud of himself. A 129-year-old birthday boy was a very honorable thing for a family.

Of course, to put it another way, to put it bluntly, all Taigong’s peers are dead, right? Those old people with crutches around them are his grandchildren, right?

Most of his children's generation are also dead, right?

This is also a kind of loneliness!

Wang Zun admired it from the bottom of his heart. He was really an antique.

He also saw that the grandpa was holding a pipe in his hand and would take a puff from time to time. He felt like he was riding high in the clouds. Is that like a 129-year-old man?

Wang Zun’s eyes were opened today. I’m envious. If he could live to be 100 years old, he would already be burning incense.

"Officer Zhao, you came just in time. Do you have any clues? We must find the person who committed evil in our Liu family's ancestral house. We must not let him go. This is the ninth time. Nine people have been killed. What a beast!"

Grandpa was a little excited. For old people like them, conservatism is engraved in their bones, and their ancestral home is of special significance to them.

"Grandpa, be careful with your health. Of course our police will not let go of anyone who commits evil deeds. We will catch the murderer even from the ends of the earth!" Officer Zhao went up to help Grandpa.

Wang Zun:(′?_?`)

His body is probably stronger than yours, but he still needs your support, so you don’t even care about yourself.

Wang Zun looked at Grandpa up and down, and couldn't help but be curious: "Grandpa, do you have any exclusive secret recipe? You have such a great body."

"My health is not very good either. What you see is just the surface. In fact, the organs and functions in my body are no longer what they used to be. My old bones will fall apart at any time!"

The Grandfather waved his hand, but he was modest. He had lived for 129 years and was about to turn 130. He had seen too many vicissitudes of life and the separation of life and death. He was already indifferent.

"My grandpa is joking, your body will be fine even if you live for another hundred years!"

Wang Zun licked his lips and said he was not envious, but that was a lie.

It is better to live than to die.

"Hahaha, then am I no longer a demon? Cough cough cough cough..."

The grandfather smiled and began to cough, and coughed up some blood.

"Grandpa..."

The people around him, whether they were old men, old ladies, or middle-aged people, all came up to help the grandpa.

Wang Zun was speechless. Several old men and women had difficulty walking, and they still wanted to help the grandfather. This was too sacrificial for themselves and others.

Wang Zun also took a hand, and his eyes widened immediately. The skin on the grandfather's arm was very soft, so soft that it was like there was no flesh under the skin, but all water.

It's as strange as pressing on a piece of tofu.

this……

Taigong looks very tough, but he is also very thin, not to mention skinny and bones.

Why is it so soft?

"Be careful, Grandpa. It's better to go back and rest. You're sick again, right?"

"It happens once every ten years. This is the third time. It always happens on Taigong's birthday, but it only happens once every ten years. I'm lucky."

Some people were anxious and very uneasy. More than 20 people gathered around Grandpa. They were so panicked that those old men and women couldn't even take care of themselves.

One can imagine how high the Grand Duke's status was in the Liu family.

"It's okay. I'll just rest for a few days and I'll be fine. I'm an old man. What does it matter whether I die or not?"

Grandpa also looked at it openly and waved his hand to show that it was okay.

"Yes, Taigong's body is special. Every time he gets sick, he just needs to rest for a few days. Maybe that's why he's special. He doesn't have to go to the hospital or eat anything. He just needs to rest for a few days and he'll be fine!"

They were anxious, but not too worried.

The group of people helped Grandpa back, and only Wang Zun and Officer Zhao were left in front of Liu's old house.

The disease occurs once every ten years, and each time it occurs a few days before the tenth birthday. It will be cured after the birthday.

No need to see a doctor or take any supplements, just rest for a few days.

this……

God!

Wang Zun narrowed his eyes. If this happened to a man of his age, it might be easier for people to accept it, but the Grandpa is 129 years old!

Is there really an exclusive secret recipe?

"What's wrong?" Officer Zhao asked, his eyebrows twitching. He also felt that something was wrong with Taigong's behavior, but he couldn't produce any evidence.

"Nothing, go in and have a look!"

In fact, Wang Zun had an idea in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it out loud until it was confirmed.

He felt that there was something wrong with the 129-year-old grandfather, and the woman in the black and white photo must be a ghost.

When you walk into a dilapidated old house, a unique smell hits your face. Weeds grow on the walls, the ground is fluffy, and there are many mouse holes.

This house has five rooms and a high hall. There are some messy things piled in the four rooms, all of which are old items from the past.

They all have crooked wooden beds, and there are many holes dug by insects and ants on the yellow mud walls.

On a square table in the high hall, Wang Zun found a mark. It seemed that there had been a bottle here to hold something, but some of it spilled out.

There were two drops of dry water on the table. Wang Zun reached out and touched it. It was slippery and sticky, like wax water.

This should be some sort of skin moisturizer, right?

Liquid scraped from human skin!

Wang Zun found a rectangular table in the last room. A layer of dust had accumulated on the table, and there were marks of someone lying on it.

Is this where the person involved was lying and being scratched?

Looking down, Wang Zun's pupils shrank involuntarily and he took a breath involuntarily.

There were many scratches on the bottom, legs, and sides of the table. These scratches were deep and long, and they were stained with blood and flesh.

It should be that the person involved was unable to resist when his skin was being scratched, and the pain caused them to scratch claw marks on the table legs.

Wang Zun took a breath. How much pain must it have caused the person involved to dig out new scratch marks on the table with his hands?

On the table in the corner, Wang Zun found a few drops of solidified wax and shoe prints on the ground.

That's it, no more information.

Wang Zun nodded, did not stay inside anymore, and left the old house with Officer Zhao.

This is also the time!

Wang Zun glanced at it and found a photo on the ground. He turned it over and saw that it was the black-and-white photo of the woman he had picked up before the accident.

The woman in the black-and-white photo is dressed in the 1950s and 1960s, wearing a sexy cheongsam, holding an opera fan, and leaning against the wall. She is quite charming.

What was supposed to come finally came, and Wang Zun picked up the black and white photo and put it away.

He has already guessed that the next task of the Thriller Game Master System is the Liu family's ancestral house.

Even if it wasn't, he still had to make a trip.

From the moment he entered this old house, he smelled the scent of a ghost. There was definitely a ghost here.

The most likely possibility is that she is the woman in the black and white photo!

As he said before, he is neither a bad person nor a good person, but he is definitely a passionate young man!

If something like this happens, and you have the ability, you have to help even if you don’t want to, right?

Back in the police car, Officer Zhao stepped on the accelerator and the police car drove towards the hospital.

Fengcheng Hospital!

Dr. Zhou's office!

"If you come later, you won't be able to see the patient. He will be forcibly sent to a mental hospital an hour later. We are a regular hospital here. It is better to leave mental problems to professional doctors. We are not professionals!"

Dr. Zhou is still so polite and bookish, and the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose add a little more depth to him.

He was smiling, and even though he said this, he must have put in a lot of effort to get Sun Xiaoming to stay.

You know, the ward is already tight, and it is a luxury for the hospital for a patient without family members to occupy a ward.

"It's almost six o'clock, let's go have a meal first?"

Officer Zhao is not in a hurry now and wants to have a meal before seeing the patient.

"Yes, please!" Dr. Zhou was not polite either. He said the patient was being sent away just a second ago, and now he is still thinking about going to eat, which is also unpredictable.

Wang Zun was speechless and had no right to speak, so he could only follow the two of them to a small restaurant outside the hospital.

The two of them did not talk about the patient from beginning to end. Instead, they talked about everyday things. It seemed that the two of them had known each other for a long time and were very familiar with each other.

Wang Zun was surprised when he heard something. Zhou Jing was actually Dr. Zhou’s daughter!

"Wang Zun, what do you think? Come to my hospital and I'll ask the dean to apply for a psychiatry department for you and let you be a technical consultant. You can work freely. You can go to work when you have something to do and do whatever you have to do when you have nothing to do."

Doctor Zhou looked at Wang Zun with a meaningful smile.

"Lao Zhou, please don't rob someone, okay? Wang Zun is a person in charge of our police. If you rob him, if I want to find someone to discuss the problem, who should I go to?"

Officer Zhao was the first to refuse.

Wang Zun helped him a lot, and it could be said that many cases were solved indirectly. Of course, he didn't want to let such a talent go.

The two of them talked a lot around Wang Zun and offered many tempting conditions.

"Both of you, I'm just a brick. I don't think I can be of much help. I just want to have peace of mind."

"I'm actually a game designer, I have a job!"

"I know!"

"I know it too!"

"You should think about it again!"

Wang Zun: "..."

The two talked for a long time, and finally, when it was almost nine o'clock, they got up and walked to the hospital.

Wang Zun was speechless and did not dare to say anything more. How could he be a junior?