Strange game designer

"I want you to draw everything you think about yourself. Don't stick to specific portraits. It can be some abstract lines, or it can be inhuman patterns, etc. You just need to express your inner feelings seriously."

After Fu Shan separated from the director, he entered the newcomer training room. He drove away the teacher and sat on the chair in the center of the podium.

The newcomer who just joined the investigation bureau didn't know who Fu Shan was. He just saw that the teacher respected him, so he stupidly started to do what Fu Shan said.

A painting was sent to Fu Shan. He lowered his head and kept giving comments to each newcomer: "Trash, worse than trash, no recycling value, life like boiled water, how stupid do you have to be to draw something like this?" Own?"

So far, the highest evaluation given by Fu Shan is that the self you draw is like instant noodle seasoning sprinkled on shoes. It has a taste, but you need to kneel on the ground and lick the shoes to eat it.

The expressions of the newcomers also changed from confusion to anger at the beginning. They had thought that they would encounter various difficulties when joining the Investigation Bureau, but the "teacher" in front of them didn't teach anything and seemed to just enjoy humiliating them.

Ten minutes later, Fu Shan didn't know which painting he saw. He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his head for the first time: "Who painted this painting."

He raised the white paper in his hand, on which several roosters with five "fingers" were drawn.

"I drew it." Xiaoyong stood up from his seat. He used to think that the Investigation Bureau was very mysterious, but after a period of closed training, he found that the Investigation Bureau was completely different from what he imagined.

"Why draw a black-bone chicken?" Fu Shan burned the painting in front of Xiao Yong: "Did the chicken you used to eat look like this?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I just drew what I think of myself. When the rooster sings, the world becomes white. I hope that the sky in the vast sea will become clear soon. I will bear the wishes of several brothers who died young and follow me. You will fight to the end!" Xiaoyong replied loudly without any fear.

"Do you think the sun is called out by the chicken?" Fu Shan said with a smile, "You can follow me on patrol in the building tonight."

Xiaoyong wanted to retort, but was held back by the newcomer beside him.

"I have nothing to teach you. Most of you won't survive tonight anyway. My advice to you is to use the last day to do some things you want to do, such as chatting with your relatives and eating a meal you usually want to do. Eat delicious food, have a good sleep, or have hearty sex with your wife. If you can survive, then you are qualified to be taught." Fu Shan threw all the paintings on the ground, and those who were The lines he had corrected squirmed in the painting, as if they were trying to penetrate into the hearts of the new people.

"Is this what a teacher should say?" Xiaoyong couldn't bear it anymore and stood up again: "We are not afraid of danger to join the Investigation Bureau, but you teach us with such an attitude? Does the Investigation Bureau just treat us as cannon fodder? ?"

"It's not cannon fodder, it's paint, fresh paint that can bring color to the gray world." Fu Shan stood up and walked to the next classroom. He didn't care about the opinions of the newcomers at all. He directly followed his own standards and gave tonight's " Players" are divided into levels of potential.

As an unscrupulous super villain, Teacher Xia will not have any psychological burden.

"Death is really the most correct thing for me. Without the limitations of the body, my soul directly comes into contact with the real world, and everything becomes beautiful."

Entering different training rooms to check, Fu Shanben, who was replaced by Xia Yang, wanted to "collect" a team of "players", but the black ring suddenly shook.

All the remaining investigators received the emergency gathering message. The message was sent by the Hanhai General Investigation Bureau. However, a few seconds after receiving the order, the core members of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau, including Fu Shan, received a reminder from Fu Ling, signaling everyone. Act according to the original plan and do not follow the orders of the General Administration.

Out of curiosity, Fu Shan came to the corner of the third floor and leaned against the wall to stare at the hall on the first floor.

Investigators from various branches who came to support gradually gathered in the lobby on the first floor. They seemed to be waiting for someone.

Half an hour later, a dark car parked in front of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau. After the driver stopped the car, he immediately got out of the car, held an umbrella, and opened the door to ensure that the people in the car would not be exposed to the rain.

White gloves stretched out from the car, and a young man who looked sickly clean stepped out of the car.

His uniform is different from that of the investigators. He wears a brain-in-a-jar badge on his left shoulder, and a white ring communicator symbolizing the Mysterious One on his wrist.

"God Jingtuo?" Fu Shan looked at the other person carefully: "A man in his fifties looks the same as a twenty-year-old boy?"

The investigators in the hall automatically parted ways, and the sickly clean young man walked to the end of the hall, followed by his driver and two security guards dragging a huge box.

The investigators heard strange noises coming from the box and wanted to know what was in the box.

Lifting the black cloth, the driver opened the box at the young man's signal.

Transparent pipes were pierced into the body. Saeki, who was wearing a hospital gown, was fixed in the box. A hole was punched in his skull, as if something was implanted.

The tragic situation of the man in the box makes some new investigators unbearable, but they also know that this is the fate of those who fall into the hands of the Narrator.

"The General Administration announced a list of dangerous persons last night. After a night of arrests, seven people have been sent to the Shumizu Experimental Center. After our research, we found that these dangerous persons are all from Class 13 of Hande Private Academy. They will become a source of danger for all students who have been in that class, attracting shadows to approach at night and actively triggering abnormal events." The driver inserted the thick syringe directly into Saiki's blood vessel, and Saiki's face was distorted by severe pain.

When Saeki was extremely angry and painful, his shadow began to twist, as if it was spreading to the surroundings, preparing to drag everyone around him into the shadow world with him as the center.

Stepping on Saeki's shadow, the sickly young man clasped Saeki's skull like opening a can, and pressed a finger into the wound on the back of Saeki's head.

He admired Saeki's screams with a cold expression: "The cleaning operation remains as usual. All idle investigators will cooperate with other department personnel and dig deep to find these people from Class 13 before dark."

The security personnel behind them projected a map of the East District of Hanhai on the wall of the hall. All streets and major buildings in the East District were blocked. The General Bureau of Investigation turned the East District into a "prison" and vowed to resolve all disasters here.

"For the sake of the sea, for my family, and for myself! Let's go!"