Strange game designer

"What kind of brain? Can my voice be your grandma? Can't you hear it?" Aunt Wang felt more and more that taking the test was a wrong decision. The things young people like nowadays are too different.

The heavy footsteps made Aunt Wang shut her mouth. The door in front of her was opened by someone. In the room where a large number of old things were piled up, stood an exceptionally strong young man.

There are ugly scars on his bald head, and the fire swallowed up half of his face. The young man was wearing a tattered sweater, holding a broken radio in his arms, and had a glass plugged into his left eye socket. Pearl, only the right eye is intact.

The young man was tall and had a silly smile on his face. He should have been handsome originally, but after being burned by the fire, the scars on his forehead and face would appear when he smiled, which was very scary.

"Sister, are you back? Let's play a game!" The young man stood limping in front of Aunt Wang. The young man bent down, and his terrifying face was almost close to Aunt Wang's nose. Aunt Wang was frightened again and again. Back away.

"Is this the docking person of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical?" Xu De tightened his grip on the wooden stick: "He looks like a fool, doesn't he?"

"The only light source in the whole building is here. There is a high probability that he is the target." Xu Yajing has played many horror games. She seems to have realized something: "Everyone, pay attention to what he says. Maybe the test has already started."

"Sister! Is it you! Sister!" Hearing Xu Yajing's voice, the young man looked towards the corridor and grinned, showing his white teeth.

His remaining single eye scanned everyone in the corridor, his pupils were bloodshot, and his gaze was extremely oppressive.

The young man's expression became more and more ugly. He was full of expectations but did not find his sister.

"Don't hide. My brother's eyesight is not good. He can't find you." The scars on the young man's face were distorted and painful. He began to pant violently, as if a mental patient was fighting for his last sanity.

Aunt Wang and several others stepped back, fearing that they would be hurt by the young man. Tang Qing and Xu Deyi were even more prepared to use force to control each other. Only Xu Yajing could not bear it, but she smelled the young man's body. The burning smell came to my lips, but I didn't say the comforting words.

"What's your sister's name? Maybe we can help you find her." Gao Ming walked up to the young man and patted his back gently, allowing the other person's trembling body to lean against him.

He didn't think he was a good person, he just seemed to see himself in the young man at a certain moment.

"That's right." Gao Ming remembered the information Tang Qing mentioned just now: "Do you like eating Hanjiang pork noodles? I know a person who once opened a noodle shop..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the guest room suddenly went out, and the cold wind blew into the building, blowing off all the cardboard hanging on the walls. The TV in the room flickered, and a rustling sound came from the broken radio.

The broken wind chimes downstairs were plucked, the repaired wooden stairs creaked, and a door on the third floor seemed to have been pushed open by something.

"My sister is back! My sister is back!" The young man shook off Gao Ming, looked at the completely dark corridor, laughed, and waved like crazy: "Are you here to play with my brother?"

The only light source disappeared, and the thirteen testers were crowded together. Everyone couldn't see clearly what was in the corridor, but according to my brother's words, it seemed that a fourteenth person had slipped into them.

Vaguely, there does seem to be one more figure.

"Hahaha! You finally came to me. Let's play games with your favorite wooden man. You have to be obedient this time and can't run or move casually!" The young man's intelligence level seemed to be only four or five years old. His tone was like that of a child.

He happily ran into the guest room. The young man wanted to turn on the lamp on the table, but after trying several times to no avail, he suddenly became furious and smashed the lantern to the ground: "Sister, it took a lot of effort for you to come back, why don't you turn it on! "

Stepping on the sharp fragments, the young man squatted on the ground and pulled out a huge wooden box from under the bed. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but a faint smell of blood began to appear in the air.

The box was opened, and Gao Ming heard the sound of metal colliding, and then light appeared in the room again. The young man stood in the back of the room with a flashlight, and stepped on the big wooden box with his disabled left foot: "Sister, don't move. "If we perform well, they won't bully us."

Both Tang Qing and Gao Ming captured the key point in young people's discourse. If they don't perform well in the game, will someone bully them?

The light from the flashlight was shaking, and the young man turned his back and faced the desk at the end of the guest room.

"There are things on his desk. There are letters in the torn books. There is a photo frame near where the lantern was placed. It seems to be a group photo." Gao Ming said softly: "Other items are dirty. , that photo is spotless, it should be very important to this child.”

Gao Ming's sudden analysis surprised several people around him. The light flashed for a short time, but Gao Ming made so many discoveries.

"Then what do you think we should do now?" Xu Deyi walked to Gao Ming's side.

"It looks like there was a fire in the building, but this kid asked us to play the wooden man game again. Does he want to burn us as firewood? Let's play the game first, then get close to the young man and see if we can open the letter." Gao Ming entered. In the room, some people were unwilling to participate in the game, and the team of thirteen people split before the test started.

Everyone was noisy, but the young man in the room didn't care. He smiled creepily and suddenly turned off the flashlight.

"One, two, three..."

The suppressed voice was like rusty gears stuck together. Nothing could be seen in the dark, and everyone didn't dare to move.

"Wooden man!"

The flashlight was suddenly turned on, and the young man turned his head excitedly: "No, you didn't move, and my sister didn't move! Hahaha!"

With the help of the light in the room, the thirteen testers also looked at each other. The boy at the end felt his back wet. He looked down and found that there were five bent fingers on his shoulders.

He didn't react much. The girl standing in front of him had turned pale, her body was shaking uncontrollably, her lips were colliding, and she couldn't say a word.

"What did you see?" The boy was scared. When he wanted to look back, the flashlight was turned off again, and the girl screamed at this moment: "There is a ghost! The ghost is behind you!!"

Running around, the people behind squeezed forward frantically. No one dared to stay in the corridor, and most of them ran into the guest room.

"One, two, three! Stallion!"

When the flashlight sounded again, there were nine people standing in the guest room, and four of them seemed to have just run to other rooms.