My Iyashikei Game

When Feng Ziyu went to the Lihua community to check, he had met the other party once. After a brief conversation, Feng Ziyu felt that the other party was not crazy, but was just pretending to be crazy under some pressure.

He thinks that the director of the horror movie should know something, and the fact that the other party has been staying in the Lihua community is very doubtful.

After memorizing all the documents, Han Fei directly destroyed the documents. He called Li Xue, and after reporting the itinerary, he took the stick and walked out of the room.

The Lihua Community is also in the old city of Xinhu, but it was built in a very remote place and changed its name many times. Han Fei also searched for a long time before he found the place according to the navigation.

Looking at the dilapidated gates of the community and the rights protection banners hanging on the walls, Han Fei seemed to have returned to decades ago.

"The horror film director made a lot of money after he became famous. Why does he still live here?" Han Fei turned on his mobile phone to search for the other party's name, and after he typed in the word Zhuang Ren, a large number of search results appeared.

Ten years ago, this horror film director was quite popular. Each of his films was a bad film, and the ratings were ridiculously low, but he was able to make money at the box office.

Many people watch his movies not for horror movies, but for the idea of ​​appreciating comedy.

On the social platform that the director has not updated for nearly five or six years, there are still his "believers" playing tricks, calling him the dean of the comedy world, and calling him the horror director as the godfather of new concept comedy.

Looking at Zhuang Ren's comment area, Han Fei felt very familiar, and his own social platform comment area was somewhat similar.

He is obviously an actor, but he is misunderstood by many netizens as a bounty hunter.

From this point of view, he understood Zhuang Ren quite well.

The gate of the gate of the community is locked, the water cutoff notice is posted on the wall, and the trash can at the gate has not been cleaned for a long time, and it is dirty and messy.

This neighborhood used to be a very good neighborhood, but over time, it has been forgotten by the city, just like the people who still live here.

After walking through the road with potholes under construction, Han Fei glanced at the sign hanging on the roadblock and knew that the road had not been repaired for half a year, and it was estimated that it would not be completed in the second half of the year.

The interior of Lihua Community is not big, there are only four buildings in total, and they are not high.

Among them, Building No. 4 was completely sealed. It is said that Yongsheng Pharmaceutical directly bought this building a long time ago.

Shaking the iron gate of Building No. 4 that was welded to death, Han Fei not only sighed that it is good to be rich.

The chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical used to live here, but unfortunately Han Fei can't go in and check it now, at least he didn't dare to break into the residential building during the day.

Bypassing Building No. 4, Han Fei came to Building No. 1 where Zhuang Ren was. He went straight to the fourth floor. He didn't see a single person during the whole process. The community was like a ghost, and it was scary during the day.

"Is anyone here?"

Knocking on the door, there was no response in the house, as if the room was empty.

The upper body leaned forward, Han Fei's ears were pressed against the door, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the news broadcast.

"Excuse me, is this Zhuang Ren's house?"

Han Fei knocked on the door for three minutes before footsteps suddenly came from the room.

The security door was opened a crack, and a bloodshot eye appeared at the crack of the door. The owner of the house didn't say a word, just staring at Han Fei.

"My name is Han Fei, and I want to ask you something."

Hearing that Han Fei was here to ask something, the owner of the house immediately prepared to close the door, but Han Fei was already prepared.

"I'm not a bad person. If you're worried, I can help you call the police and ask the police to come with you." Han Fei's tone was very gentle, but what he said made people wonder how to answer.

Obviously it's just a question of whether to close the door, why should the police be involved?

With a little force, Han Fei forced the door open. In order not to let the owner of the house resist too much, he politely stood at the door and did not enter the house directly.

"I've read your information on the Internet, and I know your past, so listen to me calmly first." Han Fei stared at the face behind the door and slowly lowered his voice: "I know you're not crazy, because I The same thing happened to you, my family is locked up somewhere, they are not dead, or they are in another form."

The bloody eyeball turned slightly, and the other party seemed to hear the deep meaning hidden in Han Fei's words.

"I know where they are, but I can't save them. I need to get some information from you." Han Fei said for a long time, and a hoarse and gloomy voice finally sounded behind the door.

"Where do you think they are?"

"Have you heard of the dead building?" Han Fei did not answer his question, but threw another question. What he didn't expect was that after he said the dead building, the door opened slowly. .

A unkempt man with half-white hair and beard appeared at the door. His actual age was about sixty years old, but he looked terminally ill and might die at any time.

"Come in, say this outside, you'll be treated as a lunatic." The man entered the house without closing the door.

Han Fei determined the position of the stick, and then entered the house.

Avoiding the garbage on the ground, he saw at a glance that there were medicine bottles everywhere in the house.

It was morning, but the curtains on all the windows in the house were drawn, and the living room was very dark.

Han Fei closed the door and waited for him to look up again

At that time, the man came out of the back room with a fruit knife in his hand.

He stared blankly at Han Fei, his bloodshot eyes bulging outwards.

After a long time, it seemed that Han Fei didn't respond at all, so he said, "Do you eat apples? Community assistance was delivered yesterday."

"No, I didn't come to you to eat fruit." Han Fei sat on the sofa, watching the TV playing video, and the notes on the coffee table: "You don't seem to like using modern electrical appliances too much? "

"I'm used to the old stuff, so I don't want to change it." The man sat on the other side of the sofa, and he and Han Fei looked at the TV together.

The screen was playing a piece of news from many years ago. The bus rushed out of the bridge on a rainy day and drove into the river where the water level was soaring.

"Are all your family members in this car at the time?" When Han Fei asked this sentence, the names of the victims were scrolled below the news. There were obviously Zhuang Ren's family members, but Zhuang Ren was very He shook his head decisively.

"They didn't die, they were just imprisoned in the dead building. I can be sure." Zhuang Ren casually tied his messy long hair: "People outside think I'm crazy, but I'm more awake than anyone else."

Han Fei didn't answer immediately, he pondered for a long time: "Have you ever entered the dead building?"

"I've been trying to find a way to get in, but I can't find the way." The man stared at blood-red eyes. He mysteriously turned on the game console under the TV cabinet, and then handed Han Fei a gamepad.

"You are this?"

Zhuang Ren stopped talking. After he got the gamepad, his state became more unstable. His pupils were beating constantly, and all his attention was on the TV screen.

After connecting all kinds of lines, the game starts, and a game with poor picture quality appears on the TV, and the name of this game is - Dead Tower.

Red letters on a black background, simple, but very uncomfortable to look at.

"My family is here! They are waiting for me to save them! Just get through the game!" Zhuang Ren's tone became more and more frantic, and he didn't look like a normal person at all.

"Did you mean this game?" Han Fei was a little disappointed. He put down the gamepad, but when he was about to get up, he suddenly saw the game screen.

In this game called Dead Building, the first game map is actually called Happy Community!

More coincidentally, the game in the community is also looking for puzzles, but it is not looking for human body puzzles, but helping a child find ordinary puzzle toys.

By asking different NPCs, you can find eight pieces of the puzzle in the corner of the huge map to clear the level smoothly.

Zhuang Ren has played this game for many times. He is very skilled in manipulating the blurred characters and constantly triggering tasks. In the process of looking for jigsaw puzzles, he knows the troubles of the neighbors in the community, and helps them one by one. solve.

This first map looks rough, but contains quite a bit of content.

At this time, Han Fei didn't think Zhuang Ren was a lunatic anymore, and he quietly watched.

It took fifteen minutes for Zhuang Ren to find all the puzzles, and finally the picture presented on the puzzle was a child reaching out and grabbing a butterfly.

After passing the first level, Zhuang Ren entered another map. The second map was called Qiu Yun Mansion, where Zhuang Ren needed to help the deliveryman deliver things in the complex building.

In the process of delivering takeaways and goods, Zhuang Ren will be in contact with different people and experience the warmth and warmth of human beings.

Judging from the first two maps, the game makers are optimistic and positive, and they should want to create a small healing game.

It took ten minutes for Zhuang Ren to complete all the tasks, and then he entered the third map - the temporary resettlement house on Xingfu Road.

There is a problem with the quality of the resettlement house, and the task requires Zhuang Ren to persuade everyone to come out of the resettlement house within the specified time.

These games are designed to be very interesting, but Zhuang Ren has played it many times. He clicks on various options like a machine, and takes the shortest path to get the corresponding items. He should keep all the strategies in mind.

The third map, the fourth map...

Until about noon, Zhuang Ren had played the eighth map, and the name of this map was Lihua Community.

When he was playing this map, the operation was very slow, and it felt like he was watching his life from another angle.

Half an hour later, the eighth map was also cleared. Although this game was a bit difficult, it was definitely not impossible to clear.

Just when Han Fei thought the ninth map was about to appear, the game returned to the beginning, and only the word "Dead Tower" remained on the TV screen.

"Is this clear?"

"No, the door to the Dead Building has just opened." Zhuang Ren clicked to start again. The eight maps he played before were like the eight puzzles of the children in the happy community, put together.

Seeing this scene, Han Fei seemed to have a flash of lightning in his mind, and he remembered some things, which may be related internally.

After the eight maps were assembled, the ninth map appeared.

It was a very strange building. Whenever Zhuang Ren manipulated the game characters to approach, he would suddenly die suddenly.

He tried various positions, but none of them worked. He couldn't find the entrance to the building at all.

The bloodshot in his eyes gradually thickened, and Zhuang Ren's operation became increasingly irritable. Finally, he smashed the gamepad on the coffee table, and then yelled like crazy, pushing everything to the ground.

Manic, roaring, over

It took a long time for Zhuang Ren to calm down again.

His hand was cut by the broken glass, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He picked up the gamepad again, quit the game, and started a new level.

"There must be something missing, maybe some props are needed to enter the final dead building." Zhuang Ren's hands were bleeding, but his eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

Looking at Zhuang Ren who was addicted to the game again, Han Fei touched the gamepad and suddenly said, "Where did you find this game? Who told you that your family was locked in the dead building? "

Even if normal people suffer the blow of losing their family members, they would not easily believe such a thing. Han Fei felt that something must have happened to Zhuang Ren.

"You may not believe it when you say it, and it is estimated that you will treat me as a lunatic." Zhuang Ren said while operating: "The dead building game was given to me by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical when he was young, about forty years ago, when he was at that time. Live in this neighborhood."

"Chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?" Han Fei's eyes showed disbelief.

"You must say, anyway, people are already dead, I can make up whatever I want. In fact, I couldn't understand at the time, why the person who was called the closest to God gave me this game until more than ten years ago. My family died..." Zhuang Ren looked at Han Fei, Han Fei also seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes widened.

"That's right, you should have seen the game map of Lihua Community just now. This game predicted the death of my family." Zhuang Ren put down the gamepad: "Everyone thought I was crazy, and slowly, I began to doubt it. , I don't know if it's me or the world that's going crazy."

No one spoke in the room, and it was deadly silent.

After a long time, Han Fei said, "Has the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical told you anything?"

"It's been too long, and I only remember a vague scene. I saw him talking to himself in the corner of the community late that night. He seemed to be in a daze and kept saying that he had a brother." Zhuang Ren Recalling the past, I leaned against the sofa: "I was young at that time and wanted to help him out of kindness, but he asked a question that I still can't understand."

"what is the problem?"

"He asked me if there are ghosts in the world?"

"How did you answer?"

"I said no, and then he gave me this game." Zhuang Ren stared at the TV screen, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to worsen: "He also told me that if I lost the most important thing, I would Go here and look for them, they may not have left, they are just locked in a black building and cannot come out."

Everything corresponds, but Zhuang Ren did not fully understand that the dead building mentioned by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical should refer to the dead building in another game.

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