Strange game designer

Example is not interested in the investigation bureau's screening. He is here because his savior Gao Ming asked him to come here, that's all.

His heart was beating fast. Ever since he entered Xiangshengyong's apartment, he had felt the call of the Flesh Fairy. He was very anxious, as if Gao Ming was in trouble.

"Gao Ming needs me now, but even he can't solve the problem. Can I help?" Fan Xian knew that he was far less powerful than Gao Ming, but he didn't think too much and ran resolutely in the corridor.

Xiang Shengyong's apartment was not big, but what puzzled Fan Fan was that he actually got lost while running.

"I seem to have been on this floor..." The shadows were approaching like a tide, and Fan Fan felt that something very dangerous was approaching. Reason told him that if he didn't hide in the room immediately, he would probably die; but emotionally, he I think finding a good life is more important.

Covering his racing heart, Fan Bian glanced back. The corridor filled with various debris was shrouded in darkness, and all the voice-activated lights that were on just now were turned off.

Intermittent voices came from the walkie-talkie. Doctor Li and Ouyang Susu seemed to be calling his name. After a few seconds, the voices of the two teammates were distorted and completely inaudible.

Fan Fan turned off the intercom and no longer paid attention to his surroundings. He did not enter any room and concentrated on sensing the flesh and blood fairy.

In this chaotic city, trust is more precious than diamonds. If anyone else comes here, they will more or less think about themselves. Fan Bian is indeed an exception.

Many things in his mind were disappearing. Bian Fan left everything to the voice in his flesh and blood. He didn't know how long he had been running. There was no one around him, and all the sounds had disappeared.

The shadow behind him was getting closer and closer, and his legs became heavy, but Fan Xian felt that he was very close to the flesh and blood fairy.

He ran up with all his strength and crossed the steps. After entering the new floor, the call of the Flesh Fairy became chaotic and intense.

"Gao Ming should be on this floor!"

Looking up at the house number, Fan Fan was slightly startled. The same house number - 0715 - was hung on the doors of all the rooms on this floor.

The house numbers are the same, but the door panels are different. Some have small advertisements posted, some have been replaced with metal security doors, some have newspaper boxes nailed next to them and milk placed at the door. The most bizarre room at the end of the corridor has that door. It was densely covered with charms.

The thing hiding in the shadows behind him was about to come over. Under the pressure of death, Fan Fan didn't care about anything else. He knocked on the door and shouted Gao Ming's name.

No one answered, and he fled in the corridor until he shook the door handle of the fourth room and accidentally discovered that the door was unlocked.

Without hesitation, Fan stepped into the house and closed the door.

He leaned his back against the door panel, gasping for air. Before he could recover, his entire face was so frightened that the color turned pale.

"High life?!"

In the center of the neatly tidied living room, wires were entangled and hanging from the roof. They strangled Gao Ming's neck in circles and hung him in the room wearing a high school uniform.

Rushing forward quickly, Fan Fan hugged Gao Ming's legs and pushed him up. Unfortunately, Gao Ming's body had lost all temperature and was like an ice cube.

It turns out that the dead are so heavy...

He found a kitchen knife, cut the wires, and laid Gaoming's body flat on the ground. He was so panicked and frightened that he didn't even have time to feel sad.

"Am I late?" Fan Fan tried to give Gao Ming first aid, but to no avail. There was a corpse in the living room, and Gao Ming had been dead for some time.

"He is the founder of the Backwater Forum and the strongest ghost story player. How could he die like this? This should be my hallucination, a suspended animation?" Fan Xian calmed himself down. He observed carefully and found that the dead Gao Ming was the same as in his impression. Gao Ming was different. This corpse was very young. It was wearing a high school uniform, and its body and face were exactly that of a high school student.

"High school success?"

His eyes were wide open, his tongue was stuck in his mouth, and Gao Ming's expression was a bit scary.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Fan Ban closed Gao Ming's eyelids. He also found other scars on Gao Ming's body, mostly skin injuries: "Suicide by hanging? In my impression, Gao Ming would never do such a thing. Something! Did I miss something?"

Walking around the living room, Fan Fan found a divorce certificate thrown in the trash can and a torn mental illness appraisal report. Gao Ming's father suffered from a hereditary mental illness and would become violent and irritable when stimulated. Sometimes it will be extremely fragile and collapse. Gao Ming himself also has such a problem, but it's not obvious yet.

"His parents are divorced? Both parties don't care about him. Is he the only one in this family?"

Entering the bedroom, Fan Fan saw neat bookshelves, all items were neatly placed, and the floor was very clean. Gao Ming, who was in high school, seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia.

Opening the drawer, Fan Fan took out Gao Ming's previous certificates and the results of several recent mock exams: "The test scores have been declining. Did something happen to him?"

Continuing to rummage, Fan Fan found a torn diary in Gao Ming's schoolbag that had been slashed with a knife, and found a muddy school uniform under the bed.

"Bullying?" Every page in the diary was cruel, making Fan Bian clenched his fists as he read it: "Isn't there anyone in his class who can speak for him?"

After flipping through page after page, until July 14th, Gao Ming and his class were preparing to take the bus to participate in some group activities the next day, but Gao Ming couldn't bear it anymore.

He didn't die from bullying, but he couldn't find any reason to live. He left without even writing a suicide note.

"Is this Gao Ming's high school life? He spent every day in agony, and home was no longer a harbor, but another nest of despair." Fan Li put the diary into his pocket: "If this is Gao Ming's memory, then he should have died in high school. What I saw in the power supply family compound before... Is it a ghost? Gao Ming is a ghost?"

Walking out of the bedroom, Fan Li suddenly found that the corpse on the floor of the living room had his eyes wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

"Didn't I just close them for him?"

I'm not afraid to be alone with the corpse, the problem is that the corpse seems to be looking at me.

"The house number of all the rooms on this floor is 0715. What special meaning does this house number have? The call of the Blood and Flesh Fairy seems to be constantly coming from other rooms." Fan Li didn't dare to stay in this room for too long. He waited until it became quiet outside and quietly opened the door.

"That monster should have left." Fanli entered the corridor and tried to knock on the door of the room opposite: "Is anyone home?"

After a long time, footsteps were heard in the house, and the door was opened a crack from the inside.

"Who are you looking for?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Fanli was completely confused, and he looked at the other party in a daze.

Gao Ming, wearing a school uniform, stood at the door and looked at Fanli with a puzzled look.

"Is there a Gao Ming in every room? But why are they all him in high school?"