Super Detective in the Fictional World

Use the thinking a little bit more, the ability to dream is almost omnipotent, and there is no other cost.

In reality, Freddy wants to build such a playground, first of all, he must consider the secrecy, then he must consider the transformation, the electric communication and transportation, and so on.

These factors included Luke's envisaged formal secret base that had never been established.

But in a dream, what you want to become here is limited to the size of your ability.

It's a pity that Freddie, who is too old and violent, has used this place as his killing ground.

Who makes him neither eat, drink, nor money? The only hobby is torture and kill.

With these thoughts in his heart, Luke stepped forward.

The dark red and swaying light came from several burning boilers, making the whole space look hot and scary.

A hahaha laugh came from a distance, and there was a bang of metal.

That's Freddy.

"My little Nancy, do you really think you can save you by bringing in a boyfriend?" A low voice sounded, and suddenly the voice turned: "That will only let him die with you! Because he is a weak chicken He can't save you, not even himself. Like this ... "

"Ah!" Quentin cried, probably injured.

Luke still kept pace.

With a series of things, he gradually learned about Freddie's character.

This guy, before the prey arrives, absolutely must play with it fiercely before he can really start.

Is it a cannon? Or bad taste? Luke wasn't sure, there might be other reasons.

Cats and mice are a comparative metaphor.

"Ah ~" Quentin exclaimed a little longer.

"Little Nancy, look, your boyfriend is so bad that he can stun himself. How can he protect you?" Freddie's voice sounded again and became very frivolous: "Come, come Uncle Freddy, you are my favorite, hahahaha. "

Luke then walked out of the aisle, and from the gap between the two boilers, he saw Quentin lying there.

Nancy retreated to an iron stairway not far away with amazement and began to escape.

Freddy followed closely, his right hand undulating on the iron pipe guardrail of the stairs, the iron claws and iron pipes rubbing, making a rhythmic metal scraping sound, and creaking echoed in this boiler room.

Luke sighed: this product will really pretend! I really want to kill him.

There Fredi chased his "little Nancy" and disappeared upstairs in a passage somewhere.

Luke went to Quentin and pulled him up.

This guy is okay, just because Freddie was in trouble, but didn't want to kill it, he just fainted and threw it here.

Holding Quentin in his hands, he quickened his pace.

Luke also wanted to see Freddy's sassy operations, but couldn't make Freddy's operation comfortable, and he would kill Nancy.

Chasing Freddie's grumpy laughter, Luke found that it had become another scene after stepping into a passageway.

He suddenly entered an ordinary small house.

Outside the window of thunder and lightning, the small building seemed very quiet.

Of course, to eliminate the running screams from the floor, it was Nancy who was being fooled by Freddie.

Freddy's voice continued to echo in the room: "Haha, let's play a hide-and-seek game, okay? If you get caught, little Nancy, you're going to hehe! Well, Uncle Freddy will count Ten, nine, eight ... "

Luke rolled his eyes. The bad taste was endless.

Nancy upstairs was hiding in a cupboard in a room terrified at the moment.

As for why she is hiding here? She didn't know that there was only growing fear in her mind. Desperately urging her to hide.

She didn't realize that she was dull and confused, and even Quentin who came in together had forgotten.

Luke? She couldn't remember this person at all.

Nancy stared nervously through the gap in the cabinet, and suddenly her body froze.

After a moment, she slowly turned her head, and a ugly face burned with flesh and blood was on her face.

The eyes of the two met, this ugly face smiled brightly: "Sapris! I caught you."

Nancy screamed piercingly and rushed out when she opened the door.

In a straight passage, she only took a few steps, and the floor beneath her feet suddenly turned into a black muddy thing, making her footsteps involuntarily stop, and then sinking slowly.

Freddy was not far away from her, and the ground under his feet was still a wooden board: "Hey, you can't run away, Little Nancy."

Nancy struggled desperately, but the whole person was swallowed into the deeper quagmire.

Her nose and nose were full of almost black, viscous liquid with a pungent **** and rancid smell.

So this is a quagmire of corrupt blood.

"Ah!" She finally shouted in despair, and the whole person was drowned in the blood.

Freddy smiled hesitantly: "Begging, fear, despair, it's so delicious." Between words, his figure disappeared into the corridor.

Luke just stepped forward at this moment, and heard the words of Freddie, speechless in his heart: such a cute girl paper, you thought of doing this? Huh, yin and yang, bad ass!

Going to the edge of the **** quagmire, he still had a wooden floor under his feet, and a few steps away was the rotten and disgusting blood.

Luke's sensitive sense of smell had analyzed the blood.

The conclusion is simple: it is both true and false.

Like the snowflakes in Kris's dreams before, they have most of the properties of the real world, but they lack the complexity of the real world.

There are no two identical snowflakes in the world! By the same token, it is difficult to have a large pool of odor in the world like clotted blood.

This may be a problem that Freddy's ability is not strong enough ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It may also be that he has not thought about such a complicated problem, and few people dragged in by him can be as good as Luke. Analyze dreams.

Luke thought for a moment and sighed: "Forget it, sooner or later, you will experience this kind of thing."

With that said, he stepped out and took the unconscious Quentin into the blood-stained quagmire, sinking slowly.

"It turned out that it was such a feeling of being drowned in blood." He was having fun.

Thanks to Freddy, and to the sensitive sense of smell, so that Luke can be sure that these are high simulation illusions.

Otherwise, in reality he may not have the courage to jump down.

Because ... it's really smelly and disgusting.

Feeling greasy, stinky liquids surround themselves, and the temperature of these liquids also varies.

Some are warm and some are cold, like the difference between freshly flowing blood and cooled blood.