My Iyashikei Game

Hearing the sound of the roaring chainsaw, Han Fei immediately began to struggle. He was a little relieved after he was sure that the chain wrapped around his arm could be undone immediately.

"Team leader, don't move, I won't hurt you." Li Guoer's voice came from her ear, her tone was gloomy and cold, as if she had a piece of ice in her mouth: "I really want to go on like this."

Han Fei turned on the master-level acting switch in his mind, his body trembled slightly, like a little boy thrown into a nightmare, blue veins appeared on the back of his hands, and his forehead was soaked with cold sweat almost instantly.

The chains were taut and rattling, and the chainsaw was slowly approaching. The three women picked up various murder weapons and torture instruments on the ground and placed them around the dining table, as elegantly as they were choosing tableware for a dinner party.

Looking at the three women who seemed to be in the play, Wu Shan's heart slowly raised: "Is the scale so big?"

He turned his head slightly, but was really curious about what would happen next, his Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed, and stared at the dining table with his peripheral vision.

The slender arm stretched out to Han Fei, and the white fingers fell on Han Fei's shirt like a cold scalpel. They seemed to be measuring Han Fei's body, preparing to divide him into ten equal parts by weight.

The cameraman is already in place, no one is calling to start, everything seems to be natural, and there is no trace of the script.

Han Fei struggled more and more violently. The blood-stained chains left red marks on his arms. His expression was distorted in fear, his lips were pale, and there was no trace of blood.

Looking at Han Fei who was fixed on the dining table, Wu Shan was shocked: "He acted just like the real thing. He even worked so hard to shoot the eighteen bans in the game. Sure enough, there is a certain reason for him to succeed."

The chainsaw got closer and closer, and all kinds of icy blades and sharp cones lightly brushed against Han Fei's shirt, as if they were "caressing".

The more Wu Shan looked at it, the more wrong it became. He had a question in his heart: "Is there a possibility that they are not acting?"

After coughing, Wu Shan tapped on the dining table a few times: "Then what...you better not move the knives on the ground. There was a massacre here five years ago, and those should be murder weapons."

"It's perfect!" The cameraman also came over, his face full of excitement: "I've never filmed so smoothly before, and I can't see any trace of performance in you, you seem to be holding your body emotionally. In walking, every move is full of that twisted and perverted love."

"Would you like to take a few more shots?" The filming had ended before Love had even reached Han Fei's side. She frowned for the first time and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"I guess you won't find this feeling when you shoot again." The camera was very excited and asked Zhao Qian and Li Guoer to review: "This space layout is very reasonable, don't you want to shoot a picture of a scumbag being brutally murdered? I have left enough space for you on both sides, and other victimized women can be added directly. The scumbag lies in the middle, and one of the ten women who have been hurt by him gives him a way to die. This is not a propaganda film, but an art. , why don't you call it The Last Supper Pure Love?"

"It's a good idea." Zhao Qian glanced at the shooting picture: "Can we replace our faces when the renderings are released?"

"sure."

"In addition, you add one more sentence - this is a true story. Out of respect for the deceased, all characters in the game use pseudonyms." Zhao Qian pointed to the bottom of the shooting screen.

"Why did he just die?" Han Fei sat up from the dining table: "I think the male protagonist may be able to struggle a bit."

"We'll discuss the details when we go back to the company." Zhao Qian waved her hand, and she sat next to the dining table: "This dining table can fit exactly ten people, but it is quite difficult to gather ten female victims."

Her gaze swept over Li Guoer and Love, as if she was talking to herself: "There are only seven trainees, publicity models, bosses, female clients, netizens, the child's head teacher, and the new wife."

Hearing Zhao Qian's words, Han Fei broke down in a cold sweat. His boss usually doesn't show anything, but he actually knows everything Fu Yi has done.

What he knows, Zhao Qian knows, even the female clients he doesn't know, Zhao Qian also knows.

"Did she want to kill Fu Yi for a long time?" Han Fei changed his clothes. He now has the title of clear love and hate. People who hate him will hate him more and more. In order not to let the hatred get out of control, he We must find a way to reduce everyone's hatred as soon as possible.

"Hey." Wu Shan approached Han Fei quietly and gave Han Fei a look: "You're doing well, can you teach your younger brother some experience later?"

Wu Shan could see that the relationship between these three women and Han Fei was unusual, which was really enviable.

"You misunderstood me." Han Fei shook his head, and he was too lazy to defend himself.

"Everyone has their own special talents and game style, I understand." Wu Shan obviously misunderstood what Han Fei meant: "Brother, how did you get here?"

"I didn't figure it out either. Anyway, this place is very strange. It seems to be a hidden map, and I can't just quit the game." Han Fei was a little distressed: "You seem to know this place very well?"

"The time flow rate of this hidden map is different from the outside world, and it may involve the core secret of deep space technology." Wu Shan lowered his voice: "My teammates and I entered here from a paradise labyrinth, and we have been here for a long time. ."

"Teammate? Anyone else?"

"We have three teams of players, a total of 18 players, who entered here in two batches, and now I have made contact with ten of them." Wu Shan smiled mysteriously: "I don't know if you have any

Hearing the name of Qiangwei, he is one of the earliest black box hunters in the country, a level nineteen, a top player, this time he is the one to lead the team. "

"The nineteenth level is really powerful." Han Fei himself is also the nineteenth level: "Aren't you afraid that you can't quit the game for so long?"

"Give it a go, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle. An older professional player like me may be dismissed by the company at any time. If I don't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to make a living in the future." Wu Shan and Han It's almost the same size, but for professional players, twenty-six is ​​not too young: "If it weren't for changing the status quo, who would be willing to join the most dangerous exploration group? If you don't pay attention, you will die in the game. This "" "Perfect Life" is also really strange, obviously under the banner of a healing game, but has the most severe death penalty, once the player dies in the game, everything will be erased, which is too cruel."

"It's really cruel." Wu Shan's words came to Han Fei's heart.

"Hey, a big star like you will definitely not understand. In reality, thousands of people are sought after, and you can hug each other in the game and enjoy the blessings of everyone. I really envy you."

"Brother, there is a hard-to-read scripture in the family." Han Fei smiled politely: "Please leave your contact information, everyone is trapped here, and help each other in the future."

"Okay." Wu Shan took out a business card and handed it to Han Fei: "The built-in communication function in the game cannot be used here, so this is the only way. If you meet other players, you can also tell me, and we will find a way. Set him up."

"Other players..." Han Fei instantly thought of a person. Shen Luo is still trapped in the company's utility room. The darling of the deep world with zero luck value is by his side. It is really overkill, or he is with other players. Better: "I have a friend who is also trapped here. He's in some trouble. If you don't mind, I'll let him find you first."

"Of course I don't mind. In fact, I also have friends who didn't follow the rules here, robbed and stole, and ended up being wanted and hunted down. This is normal." Wu Shan is very generous. .

"Thank you." These players helped Han Fei solve a big problem.

"We will meet every three days at the Jinmao Hotel in the city center to make sure each other is safe, and you can come over when the time comes. In addition, there is the most important point." Wu Shan approached Han Fei, his voice was particularly low: "You guys After shooting, leave quickly, and don’t go out casually when it’s dark.”

"Why?" Han Fei was surprised, not understanding too much.

"You may not believe it." Wu Shan looked at both sides and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he continued: "This hidden map is haunted, it looks different during the day and night, and a friend of mine was dragged by ghosts. go."

"What are you kidding? How can there be ghosts in the healing game?" Han Fei seemed to have heard a joke.

"It's true." Wu Shan's expression was serious: "Especially the two building complexes of Paradise and Plastic Surgery Hospital, you must never approach them at night. We don't have a way to deal with ghosts for the time being, but we suspect that the clues to leaving are hidden in those ghosts. Rose does not let us spread these things out, you can wait until tomorrow when we gather at noon for the specific information, and ask Rose in person, he knows a lot of secrets."

"The paradise and the plastic surgery hospital will become very dangerous at night? Then why do you still come here as a police assistant? Was it arranged by Qiangwei?"

"We are collecting all the weird stories and bizarre murders in this city, trying to find the connection, but we are short of staff. If you are willing to join us, I believe everyone will welcome you very much." Wu Shan wanted to say more After a few words, Han Fei was persuaded to join, but unfortunately Li Guoer came over.

"Team leader, there's nothing else to do here, why don't we go back first?" When Han Fei and Wu Shan were chatting just now, Li Guoer wandered around the hotel with eyes full of excitement. This place seemed to fit Li Guoer's heart. conception.

"Also." Considering that Shen Luo hadn't eaten anything all day and night, Han Fei decided to go back to see him, and hurriedly handed him over to other players.

After explaining to Zhao Qian, Han Fei led Li Guoer out of the Star Art Hotel. He recalled what Wu Shan said in his mind, and glanced at the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital across the road.

I couldn't find any negative information about Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital on my phone, but even if I looked at that hospital in broad daylight, I still felt chills all over my body.

"Shen Luo ran out of the plastic surgery hospital. Before I send him away, I have to find out what he has gone through." Han Fei and Li Guo'er took a taxi back to the company, and he dropped by for Shen Luo on the way. Bought something.

"Team leader, you've worked hard." As soon as Han Fei walked out of the convenience store, Li Guoer appeared at the door with two cups of coffee: "Please, I changed a new flavor today."

"Don't waste your money in the future, it's not good to drink coffee." Han Fei really didn't dare to drink the beverage that Li Guoer brought, he carried two bags of things to the company building.

After playing the game for a while, Han Fei got up and entered the utility room in the deepest part of the corridor.

Locking the door, Han Fei coughed lightly: "Are you still there?"

"You're here, I thought you forgot about me." A man's voice came from the pile of junk, and Shen Luo walked out of the hiding place: "How is the situation outside?"

"The merchant wants you to lose money, and has offered a reward of 50,000 yuan to mobilize everyone to find you together." Han Fei's voice changed: "But there is still good news, I have contacted other players, and when the sun goes down, I will let them. Move you to a safe place."

"Thank you very much, if you have

If you have any financial issues, you can come to me for consultation. In reality, I am a gold medal investment manager in Xinhu. "Shen Luo patted his chest with pride.

"Don't talk about those unrealistic things, I've helped you so much, can you answer me a few questions honestly?" Han Fei put two bags of food and water in front of Shen Luo: "You put yourself in the plastic surgery hospital. Everything I saw there told me not to miss anything."

Bite the bread, Shen Luo recalled his tragic experience: "That plastic surgery hospital is really special, there are many VIP patients living in the depths of the hospital, their faces are always bandaged, no matter where they go, there are nurses to take care of them. Quiet, like the walking dead. And some of them are more serious, bandaged and incapacitated."

"Have you seen their faces under the bandages?"

"I really saw it." Shen Luo really is not an ordinary person: "Once when the doctor changed the ward for me, he made a wrong room number and directly transferred me to the intensive care area. I lived with a fat man who was severely burned. Together. The doctor changed his dressing in the middle of the night, I pretended to be asleep, and then gave him a sneak peek..."

"What do you see?"

"Under the patient's normal bandage is a bandage that grows with flesh and blood. It's red, with very thin blood vessels attached to the surface." Shen Luo gestured with both hands: "I even suspect that it's not a fat uncle, but a bandaged one. Children wrapped in layers."

"Child?" Han Fei always wondered why there was a plastic surgery hospital in Fu Sheng's memory as a student, but now he feels that he is one step closer to the secret deep in Fu Sheng's heart.