Strange game designer

Situ An worked hard to build the House of Resentment, but there has been no progress. However, he was just killed, and before the first seven days were over, a big ghost really grew up in the House of Resentment he built.

"The investigators from other branches who came to support us probably never thought that the ghost is actually in this building, in the Eastern District Investigation Bureau." Fu Ling's expression was solemn: "They must not let them know about this matter, otherwise our The situation will become more difficult. The higher ups are already suspicious of us and feel that we have been bribed by the shadow world."

"Is the higher ups going to give up on us?" Fu Shan followed Fu Ling closely. What he was actually thinking was that the old man would never have thought that the ghost was actually beside him and following him.

"Situ An has mastered too many secrets. If we just give up, I'm afraid the higher-ups will kill people and silence them." Fu Ling shook his head: "You are still young and don't understand the cruelty of these struggles. Sometimes people are much more vicious than ghosts. ”

Moving between the unfinished houses, Fu Shan, who was occupied by Xia Yang, carefully observed his surroundings.

Situ An knew the Haunted House very well. All of these rooms were built in a one-to-one ratio, and some even moved the items from the Haunted House intact.

These are all fine canvases, each one soaked in horrific memories. As long as you get close, you can hear the screams in the walls and smell the faint smell of blood.

Fu Shan took a deep breath and lowered his head, fearing that his father would see the excitement in his eyes. His fingers twisted into an angle that was difficult for a living person to do. He longed to paint with the blood of his enemies or himself.

"I know you are scared. Don't deliberately fight. I also felt very scared when I first came in. This is normal. I gradually got used to it." Fu Ling looked at his son with loving eyes. Fu Shan had been growing up since he was a child. High expectations: "You have performed better than most people."

"Yeah." Fu Shan was afraid that his emotions would be caught by his father, so he simply replied with one word.

After passing the stairs to the twelfth floor, as soon as Fu Ling opened the door, the black gun was pointed at him, as if the god of death had pressed a sickle on his neck.

The heavily armed security personnel stared at Fu Ling and Fu Shan expressionlessly. They were like killing machines without emotions. The security force of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau was more ruthless and powerful than the security personnel who came to support from Xinhu. They seemed to have been deprived. He gave up everything as a human being and only obeyed the orders of Situ An and the captain.

"Tell our captain He Yi that Fu Ling is here." Fu Ling stood there obediently, not taking a step forward. He knew very well that if he moved forward, he would be shot directly.

The security personnel of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau were all trained by Situ An. Each one of them was abnormal and terrifying to the point of inhumanity. They all followed Dr. Lu into the shadow world and took a lot of psychotropic drugs. They looked more like people than human beings. It's a ghost.

The two security guards turned around and retreated without saying a word.

A few minutes later, the two men appeared again and brought Fu Ling and his son into the twelfth floor.

Compared with the eleventh floor, people's voices can be clearly heard in the room of resentment on this floor. Some are asking for help, some are crying, and some are laughing wildly.

The walls were covered with strange black and red plants, which looked like ivy or knotted hair.

There is thick blood stain left in the corner, emitting a pungent stench. There is a red key inserted in the door of each resentment room. There are sacrifices and candles at the door, and a headless door god is placed on the door.

"I really want to draw a head for it." Fu Shan muttered in his heart.

A cold wind passed through the hall and the candlelight swayed. When the light returned to normal, an extremely ugly man appeared in front of Fu Ling and Fu Shan.

Wearing a security department uniform, he is tall and thin, with skin as white as a dead man and a pair of upward-turned snake eyes.

"Fu Ling, what are you doing here? We won't leave here easily without the director's order."

"The director is missing, and a level four abnormal event is out of control..."

Before Fu Ling could finish speaking, He Yi impatiently interrupted: "Whatever happens outside has nothing to do with us. Even if the vast sea is destroyed, we will not interfere."

"I know, I just hope that when the danger comes, you can consider our private friendship..." Fu Ling pushed Fu Shan in front of him: "Take my children with me when we evacuate. I can stick to the Eastern District Investigation Bureau until Death, but he’s still young.”

"Take him with you?" He Yi looked Fu Shan up and down, but did not answer immediately.

"The support from all branches has arrived, and the counterattack is about to begin. I will withstand all pressure and help the director preserve his last strength. You will not be disturbed if you stay here." Fu Ling spoke faster: "I only have this request. .”

"It will be even more unfortunate if you follow us, but since this is your only request, I will consider it." He Yi nodded.

Fu Ling felt relieved: "How is the situation on the thirteenth floor? Has the reason why the big ghost appeared been investigated?"

"The director's experiment seems to have been successful." He Yi touched the blood ring, and a boy's information and a surveillance video were projected on the wall: "Live bait No. 0109 - Afang was not sacrificed, and was alone in various houses of resentment. He wandered among them and survived until now. The live baits released before him and the live baits released after him are all dead. He was the only one who was an accident. We suspect that all the resentment in the resentment room is concentrated on No. 0109."

In the surveillance video, there was a child who looked to be only four or five years old. He had a bandage around his ankle and was wearing a dirty little dinosaur pajamas. He was playing with a toy car in his room.

"He seems to be talking to something?" Fu Ling frowned and looked at the surveillance camera: "He is the big ghost who owns the House of Resentment? What is the origin of this child?"

"His father and mother are both temporary workers at the Charity Federation. The family is very poor and often rents different low-cost apartments with their children. It is said that the child is very sensible and can take care of himself at a young age. He understands his parents very well and often stays alone. At home, I don’t cry or make trouble.”

"Then why was he chosen as live bait?" Fu Ling's frown deepened: "Where are his parents?"

"Disappeared in the abnormal event. Qing Ge, the former director of the Queen's Investigation Agency, brought the child back and sent him to the Mysterious Research Laboratory."

The child in the surveillance video seemed to realize that someone was watching him, looked up for a long time, and then crawled on the ground to the side of the hidden camera.

Everyone was staring at the camera, paying full attention, but the child just showed off the toy car in his hand towards the camera.

"He seems to be a very innocent child." Fu Shan squinted his eyes. He didn't see anything wrong with the child, but he saw a terrifying existence in the room behind the child that ordinary people could not understand.

"The big ghost will be weakened during the day, and we will conduct the first test at noon." He Yiquan seemed to owe Fu Ling a favor before: "I will take your son with me when we evacuate. Let's leave now."

The two security guards moved out of the way, and Fu Ling strode downstairs, but Fu Shan stopped where he was, smiling and slicing his palms, and drawing something on the wall covered with strange plants.

"What are you still doing here?" He Yi's voice turned cold when talking to Fu Shan: "Your father still missed you until the end. It's really sad. He probably didn't know that you took so many soul-transferring medicines from the director. Bar?"

Fu Shan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"The director is missing. If you want more medicine, you can come to me." He Yi lowered his voice: "You only need to do one thing for me behind your father's back."