Strange game designer

Mother Wei's little daughter was recognized for the first time. She was very happy and took Wan Qiu's arm.

The room was filled with a strong stench, but Wan Qiu looked at his little daughter's smiling face and felt a little dazed. He seemed not too willing to leave here.

Shadows gathered towards Wan Qiu's body, and footsteps suddenly came from outside the house, and then he heard someone touching the door lock.

The younger daughter, who was smiling happily, turned stiff. She looked at her sister and said, "Those bad guys are here again."

Wan Qiu ran to the door and looked through the peephole. There were two men in Investigation Bureau uniforms in the corridor. They were sneaky and marked each house.

"Investigator?" Wan Qiu found that the investigators outside the house were different from Gao Ming. The two people had strange black characters branded on their bodies, and their expressions were very anxious, as if they would die if they didn't complete something.

"They have been here before, and the uncle opposite who liked to peek was killed by them." The younger daughter was very angry.

"The investigators are hunting down the residents in the building? How can they find the strength to fight against the ghosts?" Wan Qiu was very confused.

"They ate meat, not the kind of meat made by mother, but the meat from the ancestral hall restaurant." The elder sister held her younger sister's hand: "Don't run around, be obedient, and stay at home."

As soon as my sister finished saying this, there was a knock on the door.

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Gao Ming had been in the Surabaya apartment for a long time. He heard no quarrels or fights, nor calls for help. The apartment building seemed no different from an ordinary apartment.

"Given Yanhua's violent and irritable character, she should make some noise. Could it be that they have encountered a danger that they must avoid?"

Gao Ming knew the "team members" he had hired very well. There were rules in the building, but except for Zhu Miaomiao, no one in his team liked to abide by the rules.

The corridor is getting quieter and quieter. Except for the three high-ranking people, few residents seem to come downstairs.

Oil stains gradually appeared on the steps. After walking to the first floor, Gao Ming could clearly smell the aroma of meat.

It was strange that a person like Gao Ming, who didn't have much desire for food, felt a little hungry at this time.

There was no need for congratulations to lead the way. The fragrance that floated into the nose led several people to move.

If you are not an old resident of Surabaya Apartment, you may not even know that there is a layer hidden under the apartment.

Walking out of the corridor, there are no rental houses on the basement floor. There are red-framed and white-background signboards hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor.

"A restaurant open underground?"

The words on the signboard were no longer legible, the paint was peeling off badly, and there were cracks on the edges. It looked like the coffin board had been buckled upside down on the door frame.

Looking further away, there are restaurants on both sides of the aisle, and the tempting aroma of meat wafts out from here.

Looking at the old advertising signs that were scattered and crowded together, several people felt a sense of fear, as if they would be sucked into a certain place.

Slowly taking a step forward, Zhu Miaomiao smelled the aroma of meat, and her hand involuntarily touched the store door.

Someone was moving behind the wooden door, and then the hotel door opened, and an old man wrapped in black cloth came out.

The other party did not expect Zhu Miaomiao to be standing at the door, and the two bumped into each other.

The black cloth fell to the ground, revealing the old man's body. He had no ears or right eye, and only one arm was left.

The old man's appearance looked very scary, and there were obvious wounds on both ears, but he had a very satisfied look on his face, as if the problem that had been bothering him for a long time had been solved.

Picking up the black cloth, the old man covered himself again and ran upstairs quickly.

"Why don't you guys come in and sit down?" A man's voice came from inside the store.

Gao Ming nodded to Zhu Miaomiao. He carried Zhao Xi on his back and entered the restaurant first.

The restaurant converted from a rental house is not big, with no customers or waiters, just wooden tables and plastic chairs.

Because it was built underground, there were no windows or ventilation in the house, and it was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

"Stop standing around and come in." The man's voice seemed to come from the kitchen, and he urged impatiently.

All three people entered the room and sat on a wooden table. They picked up the menu and looked at it. They found that only the names of the dishes were marked on the menu, not the prices.

"Don't look at me, I haven't been here either." Congratulations pushed the menu in front of Gao Ming: "Just order something?"

"Things without a specific price are often the most expensive." Before Gao Ming could make up his mind, the restaurant door was opened, and the three of them were startled.

They looked towards the door of the store, their eyes full of surprise.

An investigator holding Duanxiang walked into the restaurant. He was in a very unstable mental state and was in a trance. His mouth was drooling, and four-fifths of his eyes were filled with whites.

The investigator completely ignored the others, grabbed the menu, opened the thick black curtain, and ran into the back kitchen.

The room became quiet for a moment. After about a few minutes, the investigator came out holding a piece of meat with his left hand, and his right hand disappeared.

His eyes were fixed on the meat on the plate. The meat was crystal clear and trembling as the investigator moved around.

He found a random seat and sat down. The investigator didn't even use chopsticks. He gently grabbed the piece of meat.

The sauce slid down his hand, and the investigator swallowed. He pursed his lips, and then bit into the piece of meat bit by bit.

The tips of his teeth bit through the tenderest layer of skin, and the meat juice overflowed. He continued to bite down, followed by the fat that melted in the mouth, smooth and tender.

Slowly, the investigator bit into the lean meat underneath, and he sucked the soup.

With less and less rationality in his eyes, the investigator began to bite hard. Not only did he eat the meat, but he also bitten his hand that was stained with sauce.

The blood and meat juice were mixed together, and the investigator stared blankly at the palm of his hand. There seemed to be black words crawling in his eyes.

Silently getting up, the investigator staggered towards the door of the store.

"Shall we go out first? Let's see where he is going?" Zhu Miaomiao was tortured by the smell of meat in the store and felt very uncomfortable. Not only her appetite, but all her inner desires seemed to be aroused by the smell of meat. She did not dare to continue in the store. Stay.

Putting down the menus, the three of them were about to follow the investigator when the door of the restaurant suddenly closed on its own.

The old door panel looked ordinary, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't push it open.

"Can't you leave without eating?" Zhu Miaomiao was tortured by the smell of meat and became unconscious. She raised her fire ax and slashed at the door panel.

There was a dull sound, and the ax didn't seem to hit the wood, but more like it hit a thick piece of fat.

The store door still didn't open, but bright red blood flowed from the place where the fire ax had struck it.

Zhu Miaomiao still wanted to slash, but Congratulations quickly stopped her: "Look at the walls around you! After you slashed through the door just now, the wall of the restaurant seems to have moved a little distance towards us! The space inside the house has become smaller!"

Blood dripped from the door panel without any fishy smell, and the smell of meat in the store became even stronger.

"What do you guys want to eat?" The man's voice came from the kitchen again. He didn't seem to worry about his guests escaping at all: "If you want to order, just come to the kitchen with the menu."

The aroma of meat continued to flow to several people, and Gao Ming also felt extremely hungry. This hunger was not only physical, but also psychological.

All kinds of desires and longings occupy the consciousness, as if arms are tearing at the soul, making it impossible to maintain the original appearance.

Zhu Miaomiao's eyes gradually became bloodshot. She stared at the dinner plate the investigator had just filled with meat, her lips trembling. She uncontrollably picked up the dinner plate, wanting to taste the remaining meat juice on the plate.

"Zhu Miaomiao!" He waved his hand and broke the plate into pieces, then locked Zhu Miaomiao's hands with his hand.

"Why do you have to restrain yourself? Come to the kitchen to see what you want to eat. You will fall in love with this place!" The man's voice was full of temptation.

"What kind of meat are you selling?" Congratulations was also a little scared. Because of his grandma, he had never eaten meat in the building, but now he couldn't help but want to eat meat, and even wanted to eat himself.

"Have you noticed that most of the residents in the building are physically disabled? Aren't you curious about where their missing bodies went?" The man laughed: "No one forced them, they were all voluntary, and they were willing to exchange."

"The meat they eat...is their own bodies?"

"No, they sacrificed their bodies and ate their desires." The laughter stopped, and the voice of the man in the kitchen became eerie: "If everything is allowed to be traded, then when you are desperate, They dare to try anything, that’s what people are like.”