My Iyashikei Game

"Are you a wanted criminal?" There was no surprise in Han Fei's tone. He barely managed to squeeze a smile, but he couldn't do it at all: "What a coincidence, I'm also being chased by the police."

"Why are you tied up in chains, and you can chat with me so comfortably? Do you have some special hobbies?" Li Guoer pulled out a knife from her bag, and she used the tip of the knife to hold Han Fei's Chin: "I can tell you very clearly, I have never seen you before, maybe you are the wrong person. But for the sake of your willingness to save me, I will not kill you, just stay here and wait. I'll let you go when I've saved enough Paradise Points to leave."

"What exactly are the Paradise Points you've been talking about?" When Han Fei went to the Paradise that day, he saw Fu Tian holding a Paradise Points card with many stamps on it, but it looked like something to fool children. , How could adults fight to the death for that thing?

"I didn't believe in the existence of this thing before, until something happened..." Li Guoer sat opposite Han Fei and raised his legs: "I used to work in a game company, After the painful thing, I chose to resign, just at the time when the game made by our department exploded, and the company gave us a lot of money."

"Money is not attractive to me. At that time, I always felt empty in my heart, as if it could never be filled, so I wanted to try something and reawaken my life."

"But before I could identify my new target, the police came to the door. They believed that I was involved in planning a kidnapping and murder case, and the deceased was also a famous person in the city."

The sweet expression on his face slowly disappeared, and Li Guoer played with the knife in his hand: "But in fact, I have no impression at all. How could I, an ordinary office worker, be involved in the kidnapping?"

"I defended it in every possible way, but the situation was developing in an increasingly unfavorable direction for me. I felt like someone was targeting me."

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After listening to Li Guoer's words, Han Fei didn't understand: "What does this have to do with Paradise Points?"

"At that time, I was called Tiantianqing, and I was called Didibuling. I had lost the most important things, and now I was framed as the culprit. My life was slipping step by step to the deepest depths of despair. That is, at the last questioning After that, I was so stressed that I broke down. I wanted to accompany him out of this world that night, but a strange person found me. He said that as long as I could participate in this game, I could get rid of despair forever and save my life. All regrets." Li Guoer's face withdrew all the smiles.

"Why do I feel that your experience is so familiar, I seem to have experienced similar things." Han Fei's eyes were a little confused: "What does that strange person look like?"

"He wore a smiling face mask and said that he could see the future, and that he could help all those who fell into the deepest despair." After Li Guoer finished speaking, he looked at Han Fei again: "I didn't say anything to him at first. In my heart, after all, he looks just like you, a lunatic with a not very bright mind, but what happened later changed my opinion."

"What happened next?"

"He gave me an invitation to the park, and a mask, and then left. Not long after he left, I was followed and followed by a lunatic who I didn't know at all, but the man wanted to Kill me!" Li Guoer's fingers stroked the tip of the knife: "Whether I want to participate in the game or not, the game has already started, if I don't want to be killed, I can only find a way to fight back."

"I still don't understand." Han Fei lost all memory, but Li Guoer's words occasionally would light up his chaotic and dark mind like a spark.

"In short, we may all be caught in a game of death that we can't quit. Only the most desperate people are eligible to participate in this game, and the final reward of the game should be a way to help us get rid of despair." Li Guoer's eyes were also Slowly became cold: "As for the game process, it is a little bloody and cruel. Every time you kill a participant, you can get a point. This is the safest way to get points."

"Killing is the safest way? What are the other ways to get points?"

"Catch ghosts." Li Guo'er's face was bloodless, she was very beautiful, but looked a little scary: "I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, it is said that everyone who knows the answer has been killed. "

"Ghost?" Han Fei remembered the scripts in his room. Ninety-nine scripts seemed like ninety-nine ghost stories that actually happened: "Has anyone gotten points this way?"

"Yes." Li Guoer said with great certainty: "There will be point cards next to all the entertainment facilities in the city park, and most of the points cards are used to record the scores of tourists, but at midnight, a special piece randomly appears in the park. The points card, which lists the numbers and points of all the desperate game participants. I saw it once, there were thirty-two participants, and the highest ranked person had ninety-nine points."

"Is it possible that he killed ninety-nine players?"

"There aren't that many participants, so he must have successfully caught the ghost!" Li Guo'er leaned against the wall: "If you have enough points, you will be able to realize your wish and get rid of despair forever. I don't know if he won the last one. Minute."

"The game is not over, so he probably didn't succeed." Han Fei frowned. The number ninety-nine was a bit special to him. He made ninety-nine wounds on his arm and wrote nine as the screenwriter. Nineteen scripts, and now I heard that the former leader has accumulated ninety-nine points: "Do I have

Possibly the one who was number one? Or have I ever done it? "

Hearing Han Fei's voice, Li Guo'er rolled her eyes and was speechless: "You suspected that I liked you when we first met, and now you say that you are the number one player on the leaderboard?"

"Just a feeling."

"Then you feel pretty good." Li Guo'er didn't plan to kill Han Fei, she put Han Fei's backpack on the table and took out all the contents inside.

The kitten, which was covered in wounds and seemed to be made of hair, was also lying on the table. It was aggrieved and didn't dare to bark too loudly.

"Is there really no invitation letter?" Li Guo'er searched carefully several times, and finally found only the white smiling face mask.

"Can you tell me what the invitation letter looks like? Maybe I can think of something." Han Fei didn't feel threatened or scared from Li Guo'er, so he was still very calm even if he was tied up with iron chains, he would rather I was imprisoned and laughed in the cell, and I didn't want to go back to that strange home to cry.

"The invitation letter is a pure black card. From different angles, you can find different words with your number written on it. Only by holding it can you enter the park late at night and see different things." Li Guoer thought for a moment. Afterwards, he added: "Only with an invitation letter can you participate in the nightly ghost hunting game and the hundred ghost parade before dawn."

"After killing other people, do you also need to get his invitation letter to get the points he saved?"

"The points in the invitation letter cannot be converted, and each invitation letter only counts as one point." Li Guo'er herself is not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty. Most of the time she just takes the other party's invitation letter. For some players, it might be worse than killing them.

"What a pitiful game."

"This desperate game does not encourage players to kill each other. It hopes that everyone will catch ghosts together, but human nature can always bring you 'surprise'. When shortcuts exist, there will be people who take risks to try." Li Guoer hit He yawned and flipped through the script in Han Fei's backpack: "You used to be a screenwriter?"

"It should be the screenwriter and actor." Although Han Fei was locked by Li Guoer, his heart gradually calmed down. This private prison gave him a rare sense of security: "Thank you for being with me. so much."

"You still thank me?" Li Guo'er was surprised: "Do you really have a hobby in this area?"

"I don't remember." Han Fei shook his head. Because of his amnesia, he was uncertain about many things: "I haven't said so much for a long time, I dare not communicate with people casually, I feel that they all want to kill them. I."

Hanging his head, Han Fei stared at the dense scars on his arm: "I usually only speak when I'm alone."

"If someone else kept talking nonsense at me, I would have stabbed it earlier." Li Guo'er looked at Han Fei up close: "Forget it, you really don't seem to be pretending."

"I should have owned a knife too, a knife without a blade."

"It's alright, alright, stop talking about it." Li Guo'er sat back at the table, and she felt a little strange in her heart. It was the first time the two parties met, but she was not too disgusted with Han Fei's words. As if they were friends before.

Thinking of the word friend, some very bad memories in Li Guoer's heart came out again. She stopped thinking about those things and focused on the script written by Han Fei.

In the dimly lit underground prison, a man, a woman and a cat spent a peaceful night.

The next morning, Han Fei smelled a scent, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"The nose is pretty good." Li Guo'er sat in front of Han Fei: "Is there something wrong with you? I imprisoned you here, but you slept so dead last night? I put my knife on your neck. Now, you have no reaction at all? Is this not respecting me too much?"

"Since I woke up in the hospital, I haven't slept normally, and I have been fascinated by drugs. When I stay outside, I will feel panic and uneasy anytime and anywhere. Only here can I feel at ease."

"I won't refute what you say." Li Guo'er sat at the table and ate the meal she made, while Han Fei looked at her like that.

"No way? No way? You don't want to eat the food I made, do you?" Li Guoer felt Han Fei's gaze: "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider?"

"I have a special craving for meat. If you can provide me with enough meat, I can tell you some information." Han Fei directly stated some of his guesses: "Those recorded in the script may all be It is a true story, each script should represent a ghost, if you want to quickly increase your points, you can use my script to catch the ghost.”

"The fox's tail is exposed? Did you deliberately want me to go to those places and then kill me?" Li Guo'er raised her eyebrows. She looked more cute without glasses.

"I just want to eat meat." Han Fei's eyes were extremely simple, he really just wanted to eat meat.

After tangled for a while, Li Guoer nodded slightly: "Okay, I will trust you once."

She got up and left. Half an hour later, she walked into the basement with a plate of cumin mutton.

Smelling the aroma of the meat, Han Fei's stomach groaned, he ate it in big mouthfuls, and the plate of mutton soon disappeared.

Looking at the empty plate, Li Guo'er also swallowed: "This is the meat I'm going to eat for a week, is there a monster living in your stomach?"

"Maybe I still prefer pork, especially pig heart." Han Fei

He licked his lips: "The meat you cook always feels like something is missing. I remember the most delicious meat I've ever eaten contains very dangerous things. Every bite I eat, I'm wandering between heaven and hell."

"Why don't I send you to a mental hospital, the food is good there." Li Guo'er was a little unhappy, she brought all the scripts to Han Fei: "Tell me, which script is the safest?"

"The script just tells you that there are ghosts and gives you certain hints, which has greatly reduced the difficulty, allowing you to choose with a purpose."

"In other words, you don't know it yourself, right?"

"I forgot."

Li Guoer picked up the sharp knife, and then slowly put it down: "For your kindness to save me, I believe you once."

She hid the sharp knife, memorized the words on a certain script, and left alone.

"Pay attention to safety, ghosts are different from people."

After Han Fei waited for Li Guoer to leave, he sighed softly. He clearly felt familiar, but he didn't remember it at all, which made him very painful.

"Meow..." After a night's rest, the injured kitten was much better. It ran out of the cardboard box Li Guoer prepared for it and came to Han Fei's side.

Ugly Meng's head rubbed against Han Fei's leg, and the nine black patterns on its body were slowly becoming clear, and the nine patterns seemed to form a pattern.

"Are you really my cat?" Han Fei looked at the pitiful kitten: "I feel like you still know me, but I forgot about you. Have I named you before?"

Counting the patterns on the cat, Han Fei suddenly blurted out a name: "Xiao Ba? Is that you? Was your name Xiao Ba before?"

Hearing the name, the cat became happy and rolled on the ground.

"It's really called this name? But why should I name a cat with nine patterns on it Xiaoba?" chaptere