Strange game designer

After leaving the venue, Gao Ming found Wan Qiu standing stupidly in front of the milk tea shop.

Because there were many people in the store, the child stood there in the heavy rain wearing a raincoat, like an unwanted penguin.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Gao Ming went to buy two cups of milk tea and handed one to Wan Qiu.

While drinking milk tea with ice, Gao Ming couldn't help but think of an old friend. He took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Xuan Wen's number.

Wan Qiu slurped taro balls and coconut fruit and looked at Gao Ming curiously.

After ringing a few times, the phone was connected, and Xuan Wen's confused voice came from the phone: "Who are you looking for?"

"You haven't killed those eight heroines yet, have you?"

The phone was hung up and Didi's busy tone was very urgent.

Gao Ming put away his phone, looked into the distance for a while, and then calmly patted Wan Qiu on the shoulder: "Believe it or not, I have left a deep impression on her."

Wan Qiu nodded in understanding, as if he had learned very useful knowledge.

The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated again. Gao Ming immediately took it out to check and found that it was Wei Dayou calling: "Brother, are you in any trouble?"

"The police sealed off the apartment where I lived. As the only survivor, people from the Investigation Bureau also found me." Wei Dayou said in a low voice, still a little tired: "I did what you said, and they introduced me to the East District. The Bureau of Investigation also said that I have the potential to survive a Level 2 abnormal event."

"Have you arrived at the Eastern District Bureau of Investigation?"

"I just finished the interview and successfully entered the Queen's Investigation Bureau, but..." Wei Dayou's voice became even lower, and he could not hear clearly in the heavy rain: "The atmosphere in this Investigation Bureau is a bit strange. The director is an old man, and he is under the influence of the heavy rain. We didn’t come out of the office, so everyone listened to the deputy director Qing Ge. The deputy director was only in his early twenties and looked much younger than me."

"Qing Ge!" How could Gao Ming forget this name: "Don't underestimate him just because he is young. This man is very dangerous!"

"It's late." There was bitterness in Wei Dayou's voice: "While I was waiting in line, I treated him as an ordinary staff member and boasted to him for a long time. They were preparing to go on a mission tonight and seemed to want to take me with them. Can I run away?"

"You have seen so many game design plans. As long as you find out where you are going tonight in advance, you should be able to get through."

"I only know that they are going to the East District Temporary Resettlement Center. No one told me what exactly happened." Wei Dayou was helpless.

"Eastern District Temporary Resettlement Center? Is Qingge going to bring the Eastern District investigators to join Situ An?" Gao Ming knew that Qingge was trained by Situ An. He could not become the deputy director of the Queen's Investigation Agency at such a young age without Situ An. Ann's help: "Looks like I have to go there tonight."

"You want to go there too?" Wei Dayou immediately became energetic: "Brother, have you guessed what game you are going to clear tonight?"

"It's not a game, it's a murder." Gao Ming recalled the details of the dog cellar case: "You must not enter the cellar tonight under any circumstances."

"Why? Is the cellar haunted?" Wei Dayou was really scared.

"More terrifying than ghosts." Gao Ming said seriously: "Because I don't know what kind of nightmares a blind man with his ears destroyed and unable to hear would have every day?"

The black cellar where the lunatic lives must be alienated in the shadow world. Gao Ming has never died in it before, so he doesn't know for sure.

But thinking about it on the other hand, I have never died in it, so it shouldn't be too dangerous.

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ming gave Wanqiu taxi money and asked him to go home first while he rushed to the East District temporary resettlement center in advance.

In the East District, where land is at a premium, there is a piece of land that has not been successfully developed for ten years - Cripple Bay Village.

The village is close to Henshan, and half of it was demolished a few years ago. As a result, various things happened and the project was stopped.

The homeless villagers have been living in temporary resettlement houses. As the refugees gathered, more and more people gathered. Later, Hanhai Charity Federation also built temporary schools and clinics there.

There are many strange stories about Cripple Bay Village in Gao Ming's memory, and the dog cellar case is just one of them.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Cripwan Village temporary resettlement center.

Wei Dayou, who was wearing a black ring, stood at the end of the team. Heavy Rain was like a crazy beast, tearing into the dirty and messy resettlement house wantonly.

The hard-board house creaked, as if it might collapse at any time. Rainwater continued to seep into the house, and occasionally the villagers could be heard yelling and cursing.

"Everyone, keep quiet." Qing Ge pushed open the iron door of the charity clinic and checked with a frown. The staff on duty seemed to be asleep and did not come to greet him as promised.

"It doesn't matter, I'll stay here for now." Dr. Lu only held a black umbrella: "President Situ is preparing to take control of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau. I will direct the operations tonight. You follow the original plan The first step is to let the refugees in, feed them, and then find a way to take the bodies of those children out of the dark cellar and move them to the clinic."

"How many people do you want to feed?" Qing Ge seemed like a machine without emotions.

"Twice as much as last time." Dr. Lu entered the clinic without looking back. He said it in an understatement, as if human life was just a number.

Wei Dayou, who was at the end of the team, was breaking out in cold sweat. He had heard this secret, so would the other party want to silence him next?

Thinking of Gao Ming's instructions, Wei Dayou became even more panicked. He looked around and wondered where Gao Ming was hiding at this time.

The team from the Queen's Investigation Bureau began to go deep into Cripple Bay Village. After they were far away, the simple pager set up for patients in the clinic suddenly rang.

Dr. Lu, who was walking on the stairs of the clinic, stopped and frowned slightly: "Is anyone here?"

Arriving at the second floor, strong winds were blowing against the metal sheets, rainwater was falling from the broken windows, and there was a person standing in the dark corridor.

The man had a stooped back and was wearing a soaked hospital gown. His eyes were dull and his body was dirty. He kept pressing the pager at the door of the ward with his hand.

He didn't seem to notice Dr. Lu coming, he just repeated the same action.

"Patient?" Dr. Lu pushed up his glasses and walked to the patient: "Do you want to see a doctor?"

Slowly turning his head, the young man's dirty hair stuck to his face, his lips were chapped and his face was pale: "Yes, I am sick..."

"I am the doctor, come into the consulting room with me." Dr. Lu likes to collect patients. The more bizarre the patients, the more valuable they are to collect.

Entering the consulting room, Dr. Lu closed the door. He did not turn on the light and sat directly in the attending doctor's seat.

"Doctor, I feel like I'm crazy. There's something wrong with my brain." The young man looked painful. He turned around slowly and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Living in such a world, most people will go crazy." Dr. Lu took out the pen, took off the cap, and stared at the sharp metal tip: "Tell me, what is your specific disease? Are you hallucinating? Auditory hallucinations? Or are you in long-term pain that you can’t extricate yourself from?”

"None of them." The young man shook his head. He seemed unable to control himself. It wasn't until his body touched the table that his mood stabilized a little.

"I am a doctor. You must trust me completely so that I can help you." Dr. Lu smiled and looked very gentle and sunny, very trustworthy.

"Doctor." The young man hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to tell his biggest secret: "I find that the game I made seems to have become a reality."

"Isn't this good?" Dr. Lu didn't care what Gao Ming said at all: "People are under so much pressure at work now, but you can get rid of it."

"But I am a ghost game designer." The young man lowered his head, his face gradually distorted and ferocious: "I have conceived one hundred and twenty-six murder cases and created dozens of murderers with different personalities. Now they are It seems like everything has become real!”

The aura of death on his body became stronger, and blood oozed from his heart.

"The shadow is spreading?" The smile on Dr. Lu's face disappeared: "You are not a villager in the resettlement center."

The young man with red eyes slowly raised his face, and eight ghostly arms stretched out from behind him!

"You have killed me so many times, don't you think I look familiar?"