It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The old man was very angry.

"Is there a steamed human head in this pot?"

Wu Wen felt a little disgusted looking at the steamer and didn't want to touch it. At the same time, his previous memories reappeared in his mind.

When he was in junior high school, he read a book called "What a Hong Kong Policeman Has Seen and Heard in 17 Years". The whole book was not a novel system, and there were no protagonists or supporting roles. The whole book only recorded various strange events encountered by more than 130 colleagues of the author or colleagues of colleagues, and because the writing style really sounded like personal experiences heard from others, Wu Wen was scared and had a psychological shadow at the time.

Even until now, Wu Wen feels that the stories recorded in his book may be true stories.

After all, it is so real that even the specific place names and the teams of people who experienced it are recorded, so it is unlikely to be fake.

Moreover, there are several very famous events recorded in it, and even the specific process and results of the handling are briefly written out, such as the "Human Meat Barbecued Pork Buns Incident", "Gangzhou Subway Ghost Advertisement Incident" and "Gangzhou Deceased Person Ordering Takeaway Incident" that were popular at the time.

Anyway, each of the more than 130 strange events is a psychological shadow of Wu Wen, which is why he is so timid.

I was scared when I was a child, so it would be strange if I could be brave.

The record of the Human Meat Barbecued Pork Buns Incident, the description that left the biggest shadow on Wu Wen was the description of the fried and fragrant human head wrapped in the pot.

Recalling the description he had read before, Wu Wen looked at the steamer in front of him and felt like vomiting.

"Damn it, if you really have a human head, don't blame me!"

Wu Wen's heart was ruthless, and he stepped forward to pick up the lid of the pot.

Wow!

As the lid of the pot was opened, a potato with its skin and flesh torn apart appeared in front of Wu Wen.

Wu Wen was disappointed.

The classic scene that impressed him so much didn't appear?

Wu Wen closed the lid of the pot again in a bad mood. Then he turned his head and looked at the small corner next to him that could only accommodate one person.

Everything in the kitchen was fine, so the problem was obvious. Mrs. Zhang should have died in her own home.

If my guess was right, then from this corner, going upstairs should lead to her home!

The light did not shine into the depths of the corner, making it a little dim.

Wu Wen did not find the switch of the corner light outside, so it might be on the second floor where they lived.

Wu Wen looked at the dim corner, took out a flashlight from his waist, and then turned it on.

The brightness of the strong flashlight instantly dispelled the darkness at the corner, but the brightness was a bit too high, and it looked a little pale.

Wu Wen walked towards the corner carefully with a flashlight in his left hand and an axe in his right hand.

The corner was small, but it was clear at a glance that there was indeed a staircase leading upstairs, and the staircase after the corner was not narrow, and could even accommodate two people at the same time.

There were several pairs of Mrs. Zhang's high heels on both sides of the stairs. Wu Wen took a few glances and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't see Mrs. Zhang's broken foot here, otherwise I would have been scared.

The first floor was slightly higher, so there was a corner on the stairs. After turning the corner, a red door appeared in front of Wu Wen.

This was a normal corridor door. After passing this door, it should be Mrs. Zhang's home.

Wu Wen stood in the corridor and took a closer look, and found that the door was still open! But the gap in the door was tightly closed, and no situation inside could be seen.

A sense of tension surged into Wu Wen's heart, and a faint fear began to spread.

This fear and tension, like a stimulant, instantly strengthened Wu Wen's spirit, and even produced a little excitement in his heart because of this fear and tension.

Wu Wen clearly felt the excitement in his mind, and a bad thought arose in his heart.

"Oh no, I'm not going to become an S, am I?"

Wu Wen shook his head, temporarily shutting down irrelevant thoughts, and then he walked carefully along the stairs step by step to the door.

And his hand was also on the door handle, slowly pulling the door handle.

"Creaky~"

Accompanied by the sound of friction between the door cracks, the door was opened to a gap that could allow a person's head to pass through.

Wu Wen took a flashlight and carefully put half of his face into the crack of the door, observing the appearance of the room.

There was no one in the room. The door of the room should be facing the living room. At this time

The scene in the living room was a bit messy.

There seemed to be a bloodstain on the white sofa. Yes, it was blood, but the bloodstain was short and not very noticeable. It didn't feel like bloodstains from fighting or murder, but more like bloodstains from nosebleeds.

There was nothing wrong with the table, but the things on it were scattered all over the floor, as if they had been through some fighting.

There was nothing wrong with the rest of the place. The TV, the storage cabinet, the table and the bench seemed to have no abnormalities.

Wu Wen carefully looked at the scene inside, but his nose seemed to be scratched by something and it was a bit itchy.

"Ah!" Wu Wen couldn't help but sneeze.

Well, don't hide it like this.

Wu Wen rubbed his nose, but he still felt something teasing his nose.

It even seemed that this thing had mischievously drilled into his mouth.

Wu Wen picked it out with his mouth and picked it up with his right fingers.

It's a hair.

Wu Wen didn't care and was about to throw the hair away, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Whose hair is this? So long!

Wu Wen thought about his short hair, and suddenly felt panicked when he looked at the long hair on his right hand.

Oh no, the familiar fear is back!

Wu Wen raised his head blankly and looked up.

I saw a woman whose eyes and teeth were dug out and whose head was hung above the door by a rope. The woman's hair drooped due to gravity and just happened to hang down to the top of her head.

And the hair in Wu Wen's mouth just now was undoubtedly the hair hanging down from the woman's head!

Wu Wen looked up and almost looked at the terrifying woman's head.

A familiar feeling of heart tightening came, a familiar heat flowed into his head, and Wu Wen felt a familiar sense of fear.

"Bang!" Wu Wen subconsciously chopped up with an axe, but it was a blessing in disguise, and he directly cut off the rope hanging on the woman's head, causing the head to fall directly onto him.

The long hair on the woman's head covered Wu Wen's face, almost covering his entire vision.

The strong smell of blood and rottenness hit Wu Wen in the face, making him almost collapse.

Wu Wen subconsciously grabbed the head with his left hand and threw it directly into the room.

His heart beat like a drum, and the extreme adrenaline and fear almost completely surrounded him.

If it was Wu Wen during the first mission, he might have turned around and fled at this time.

But Wu Wen sat in the dark corridor for a night, and the fear and adrenaline could no longer control his body.

So Wu Wen still leaned against the door frame, and he did not retreat even though his heart was broken.

Not only that, he could even think and move forward in this extreme fear.