Strange game designer

"You said this house is dangerous, but isn't it just an ordinary residence?" Gao Ming said as if he was seeking death, which made the investigator even more anxious and angry.

"The original resident of 2507 committed suicide. You must not live here just to get cheaper rent." The investigator's face was disfigured and his expression could not be seen, but it could be heard from his anxious tone that room 2507 did have Big problem.

"Why? Could it be that Brother Zhao's death was not an accident, but a homicide?"

"Don't ask why!" Sweat slid down the scar, and the investigator pointed at his terrifying face: "If you don't want to become like me, move away quickly!"

Obviously the investigator knew something, which made Gao Ming even more curious: "You have to give us a reason, right?"

A normal person would be unwilling to be suddenly asked to move out.

"It's not just you. Before the source of the anomaly is determined, the residents of your level will have to move away temporarily." The disfigured investigator saw Gao Ming last night and knew that Gao Ming was not so easy to fool: "You subdued the Rainy Night Murderer, I I admit that you are very brave, but some dangers are invisible! Those things are the main reasons for the many murders in the old city port area!"

"Those things mean..." Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. Most people would be scared when they saw the investigator's face, but he was very interested in this investigator.

"The more you know, the easier it is to get entangled with them. Everything I say and do is for your own good and to protect you. I hope you can believe me." The investigator said sincerely, but Gao Ming and Xuan Wen remained unmoved: "You really can't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Gao Ming slowly lowered his head. It was unclear whether he would shed tears when he saw the "coffin", but Xuan Wen probably wouldn't cry when she saw the "coffin", just like she saw the capsule hotel.

"If you really don't want to move, then you must keep what I say next in mind." The investigator could not persuade the two to leave, but could only give them some warnings: "You should remove the things used by the deceased in the house as soon as possible. Replace them all, no matter day or night, never imitate the movements of the deceased, let alone have the same emotions as the deceased."

"I can understand replacing the things used by the deceased. What do you mean by not imitating the deceased?" Gao Ming was a little confused: "Could it be that if you have the same emotions as him at the place where he died, he will come back?"

The investigator did not answer or deny. After speaking, he went upstairs, seemingly to investigate something upstairs.

"This investigator from Xinhu seems to know a lot." Xuan Wen silently walked behind Gao Ming, her eyes dangerous and charming: "No one will bother us anymore."

She closed the security door, approached Gao Ming gently, and moved her lips slightly: "The game you made can be understood as the overlapping part of the two worlds, and you are the key to unlocking the game in advance. What we have to do is very simple, that is, In the haunted house where the deceased lived, repeat his previous life, generate the same emotions as him, and let yourself become him completely. Then the obsessions, evil thoughts, pain and regrets he left between the two worlds will be recovered on their own. The strange story will be forcibly triggered with you as the center."

"What you said sounds familiar to me." The investigator's warning just now still lingered in Gao Ming's ears: "Sister, are you sure this is okay?"

Hearing the title of Gao Ming, Xuan Wen was stunned for a moment, but she still explained patiently: "The ghost story game is the most terrifying and terrifying. Once it is fully formed, fear will take root in everyone who has heard the ghost story." In our hearts, we simply don’t have the ability to deal with it, eating away at everyone’s hearts. So there is only one way before us, and that is to trigger it in advance and nip it in the cradle. I know that this matter is very dangerous, and it may Dead people, but if you don’t do it, ten times or even a hundred times more people will die in the future!”

What Xuan Wen said makes sense. At this stage, just the alienation of some family games and love games is already very scary. When those ghost games are completely integrated with the city, the situation Gao Ming will face will be even more dangerous.

"Some things can't be avoided."

"Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Under Xuan Wen's guidance, Gao Ming sat in front of the living room mirror with a blank photo.

All the lights in the room were turned off, and four sticks of white wax were lit in the four corners of the room.

Firelight flickered in the darkness, raindrops fell, thunder roared, and occasionally a flash of lightning flashed.

After adjusting his breathing, Gao Ming closed his eyes and thought about the things about the deceased in his mind.

Brother Zhao's full name is Zhao Xi. He is an abandoned baby picked up by the old lady on the third floor next to the garbage dump. He has never gone to school and has worn shabby clothes since he was a child. The children in the compound often interact with the old lady's second son. Bullied him, but he never resisted.

When he grew up, Zhao Xi worked as a porter in the port area to earn tuition for his younger brothers and sisters. He worked hard and supported a family.

Although he was very tired, Zhao Xi was cheerful every day and would say hello to everyone he met. The children who bullied him in the yard now call him Brother Zhao.

Time passed day by day, and Zhao Xi became the most warm-hearted person in Lijing Apartment. He himself was not married and had a family, but if anyone had trouble, he would help if he could. Later, his younger brother broke the law and was imprisoned. It was he who took care of his adoptive mother and pregnant sister-in-law at home.

It stands to reason that such an optimistic and strong person would not choose to commit suicide. The neighbors were all surprised. Only Gao Ming saw some clues in advance.

Zhao Xi has been engaged in heavy physical labor all year round and his physical condition is very bad. After sustaining a leg injury last year, he was fired by the factory.

With no education, a disabled leg, and poor health, it was difficult for Zhao Xi to find a job. He stayed at home, but was looked down upon and scolded by his sister-in-law and adoptive mother.

Zhao Xi knew that he was a picked-up child. He wanted to be recognized more than anyone else and longed to have a real family. But no one thinks highly of him, and he doesn't have any way to relieve his emotions on weekdays. He only holds his mobile phone. Maybe in his opinion, his mobile phone understands him better than his family.

All the optimism, strength, and enthusiasm he shows outside are more of a disguise he imposes on himself. He doesn't want to be "abandoned" anymore.

But the more he thinks about it, the more painful he becomes.

Seeing no hope, unable to change, becoming a burden, until finally starting to hate myself.

The temperature began to slowly drop, and all kinds of negative emotions emerged.

Sitting in the living room, Gao Ming seemed to have returned to the night when Zhao Xi committed suicide.

There were no lights on in the room, and the clouds were so oppressive that no light could shine through. There was no rope around his neck, but he felt it was getting more and more difficult to breathe. He touched his neck with both hands, feeling an uncontrollable disgust in his heart.

Neither the window nor the door is an exit. He seems to be locked in a corner forgotten by everyone. There is only himself here, a powerless self.

I have a headache, palpitation, my brain seems to be broken, I can't sleep, I just want to keep my eyes open and tear through memories.

The world in the mirror begins to deform, shadows flood across the room, and regret and obsession seep into the depths of the soul.

A familiar chill crawled down his spine. Gao Ming opened his eyes. All the candles in the living room had been extinguished, and the entire room 2507 was wrapped in shadow!

Looking up at the mirror, Gao Ming's pupils shrank, and the life-size mirror reflected a distorted world that was upside down.

"Bang!"

Before Gao Ming could react, a loud noise came from downstairs, and he hurried to the balcony to check.

In the courtyard of Lijing Apartment, next to the corridor entrance of Building 2, there was a corpse with twisted limbs and a broken neck, staring directly at the balcony of 2507.