Strange game designer

"That's not the case! He is lying!" Su Mo shook his head wildly: "That ghost will not leave any traces behind when he kills someone!"

"You are not an employee of Dujiao Games, how do you know his surname is Ma? Why do you also call him Manager Ma?" Xia Yang turned to look at Su Mo.

"It's what the ghost said! That ghost knows Manager Ma! The ghost died suddenly while working overtime! I really didn't do anything!" Su Mo really wanted to cry. He just wanted to work hard to live, but fate had to send him to a certain place. Pushing in weird directions.

"It's better to control the two of them first." Gao Ming looked around, habitually looking for things like ropes.

"Believe me! He is really a ghost. This delivery boy stayed in the elevator with the corpse, and he wants to kill me!" Manager Ma heard Gao Ming say that he wanted to tie him up. He seemed to be worried about losing his freedom, so he shouted He shouted and ran towards the safe passage: "You will all be killed by him! The ghost is on him!"

After breaking open the security door, Manager Ma ran downstairs towards the floor where the Duojiao Game Studio was located.

"Who do you think is the good guy? Who is the bad guy?" Xia Yang did not chase after him, but looked back at Gao Ming.

"You keep an eye on the delivery guy first. I'll explain the situation to everyone." Gao Ming ran back to the Night Light Game Studio along the corridor. The staff didn't pay attention to the text messages on their phones at all.

"Wei Dayou hasn't come back yet?" Gao Ming looked inside the room and saw a few empty workstations. Only one intern, Wang Yaoyao, was left in the office and asked, "Why did Li Jie and Zhang Wang run out too? "

"I think I went to the toilet."

"You stay in the office. When they come back, tell them not to go out again!" Gao Ming took out his mobile phone to make a call, but no colleague could get through: "The game venue has four floors, except for the Night Light Studio. In addition to our staff, there are also employees from other studios, and we have to gather everyone together within an hour!”

Gao Ming doesn't know how many living people are working overtime on these four floors. Although the game gives players an hour of buffer time, it is still quite difficult.

Unable to contact his colleagues, Gao Ming ran to the utility room again. Xuanwen is a psychological criminal serial murderer in the love game. She has eyes that can penetrate people's hearts, and her IQ and EQ are far beyond ordinary people.

Having her here can be of great help to Gao Ming.

Pushing open the door of the utility room, Gao Ming saw a very special scene.

It seems that because Xuan Wen does not belong to this game, those shadows are repelling her crazily, trying to drag her into the depths of darkness.

At this time, Xuan Wen's body was wrapped in shadows, and the black blood vessels that originally appeared on the skin were buried in her body. An aura that made people stay away from her emitted.

"If I hadn't gained the emotions of those ten thousand people, I might not be able to play games with you." Looking at Gao Ming with bloodshot eyes, Xuan Wen seemed to have survived the most painful stage and began to get used to her mind. A variety of voices and extreme emotions.

"You woke up at the right time, and a new game was triggered." Gao Ming helped Xuan Wen up. His palms were a little uncomfortable because Xuan Wen's skin had no warmth at all, like a dead person: "How do you feel about you?" After entering the game, have you become a little different from your usual self?"

"Don't you like it?" There were still a lot of shadows gathering around Xuan Wen: "Didn't you say it tastes good at room temperature without ice?"

"I'm talking about milk tea."

Gao Ming wanted to pull Xuan Wen out of the shadows, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the shadows were like sharks smelling blood, biting towards Gao Ming!

At the critical moment, the chain containing Zhao Xi's memory and obsession quietly appeared, allowing Gao Ming to avoid being attacked by the shadow.

"Wearing someone else's bracelet, you are still connected by blood to someone else." Xuan Wen tilted her head and stared at Gao Ming's arm, not knowing what she was thinking.

After leaving the jumping game, Gao Ming carried Zhao Xi's pain and memory. The chain itself was not a weapon, but more of a restraint.

"So it turns out that the blood vessels formed by Zhao Xi's memory can still be used in this way?"

Gao Ming and Xuan Wen worked together and spent a long time to dispel the shadow covering Xuan Wen, allowing her to temporarily regain her freedom.

"Why are these things always staring at you?"

"I deviated from the destiny path designed for me by that world. These shadows are correcting mistakes. It should be for this reason last time that I did not enter Zhao Xi's game." Xuan Wen seemed to understand something: "I want to Become a person like you, but this seems to be not allowed by the shadow world. It wants to drag the entire city into the shadows."

"Let's not talk about that for now." Gao Ming took out his mobile phone: "Did you receive this text message?"

Xuan Wen turned on her mobile phone, and her mailbox was blank. She was not among the gamers.

"You are not a living player, have you been assigned the role of a ghost?" The situation that Gao Ming is most worried about is that the murderer is Xuan Wen, and Xuan Wen happens to be out of control.

"Why do you have such a big prejudice against the characters you designed?" Xuan Wen slowly approached: "You always speculate on me from the worst angle. Do I represent your dark side? You put your usual What you want to do but don't dare to do, you want me to do it? Is that why you have a serial killer with a criminal heart? "

"I asked you a question, how many times did you ask me back?" Gao Ming opened the door of the utility room: "If it wasn't you, we would have gone to find the real ghost as soon as possible. We only have one hour."

In order to help Xuan Wen get out of trouble, Gao Ming took too long: "The monsters in the game seem to have been given some abilities by the unknown world. For example, Zhao Xi survived by jumping off a building and was immune to physical damage. What are your abilities?"

"It's an ability related to the human heart. I can see and hear..." Halfway through Xuan Wen's words, she lowered her head in disbelief, and then slowly lay on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone is screaming." The smile on Xuan Wen's face suddenly became strange: "It seems that sometimes people... are no different from ghosts."

Realizing that something bad had happened, Gao Ming immediately ran to Ye Leng's office. Only intern Wang Yaoyao was still in the room.

"What about the rest!"

"I do not know."

Taking Xuan Wen with him, Gao Ming came to the elevator entrance again, where Su Mo huddled alone in the corner, his face pale.

"Why are you here?" Gao Ming grabbed Su Mo's clothes and asked, "Has anyone been here just now?"

"Someone was screaming in the corridor. The elder brother who was guarding me went downstairs to look for someone." Su Mo no longer felt that Gao Ming was a pervert. He grabbed Gao Ming's arm with both hands: "Brother, I'm really not a ghost! But! I really bumped into a ghost today! That ghost wanted to kill us, and its psychology has been completely distorted!"

"You stay here." Gao Ming and Xuan Wen pushed open the safety door, and a strong smell of blood hit their faces.

An hour has obviously not come yet and the ghost has not woken up, but someone has already been killed!

With his heart pounding, Gao Ming opened the door on the twelfth floor, and the corridor was filled with dead silence.

Then they arrived at the eleventh floor, where blood and traces of various struggles began to appear on the ground.

"Someone is taking this opportunity to hunt other employees!"

The game of ghosts has become a game of humans, and the level of bloodshed and terror is even more terrifying than when ghosts wake up.

There was no one alive around, only blood.

After pushing open the security door on the tenth floor, a large amount of blood spattered on the wall. Gao Ming followed the bloody shoe prints on the ground and walked all the way to the prop room of Dujiao Game Studio.

"The center of the bloodstain is right here."

Gao Ming grabbed the door handle of the prop room. When he was about to open the door, the shadow covering this layer began to slowly fade away!

The blood stains and stench also receded along with the shadows, as if they had all been swallowed up by another world.

"The game is over? Someone killed a man possessed by a ghost?" Gao Ming looked at his phone. Just thirty-six minutes had passed since the game started, and he hadn't even done anything yet.

"It's so cruel and crazy!" Xuan Wen stretched out her hand into the shadows: "It's obvious that someone is preparing to kill everyone except himself in order to escape from the game. He kills the staff one after another until he is about to be killed by the ghost. We won’t stop until the possessed hapless guy is killed.”

Gao Ming remained silent. He had been careful about the tricks in the game, but in reality, the viciousness shown by people was even more terrifying.

"First of all, we can confirm four things. The murderer should have experienced other games, so he started to act immediately after receiving the text message and seeing the familiar shadow; second, the murderer is among the survivors; third, the murderer The murderer seems to have some strange power, otherwise, he would not be able to kill so many people in a short time." Xuan Wen walked up to Gao Ming: "Fourth, the murderer was not me, we were together when the crime occurred."

"I know it's not you." Gao Ming pushed open the door of the prop room with force, and the dolls and figures fell to the floor, but the blood and corpses were receding along with the shadows.

He rummaged around the house and finally found only a black and white photo, which was a group photo of the first working group of Dujiang Game Studio. They were extremely capable and the most powerful working group within Dujiang Game Studio.

"There are seven people in the photo...seven living people."

Gao Ming's hand holding the photo was a little unsteady, and Xuan Wen grabbed his wrist: "Do you feel guilty? In fact, what does this have to do with you? You are just a victim, even if you If you die to apologize, there will be other horrors to come.”

"If I die, will the game I designed disappear?"

"No." Xuan Wen shook her head: "They will all lose control, and the city will lose its only savior."

"You're quite good at comforting people."