My Iyashikei Game

"No wonder I didn't receive an invitation this time, my name and soul were stolen by laughter

Severe pain came from all over his body, especially his face. Han Fei's facial features seemed to be scorched by fire. He lay in the darkness and gritted his teeth. The wild laughter took away part of the memory. Han Fei didn't know what the real deal was. He struggled to get up, but his body didn't seem to be his own, and after crawling out a few meters in a certain direction, he passed out. The hysterical laughter slowly faded away, Han Fei seemed to be abandoned by the world, and there was only endless darkness around him.

Manic laughter took away Han Fei's face, and he wanted to replace Han Fei in this world. People will: Seeing a new Han Fei appear, they will never imagine that the real Han Fei will be abandoned in this black room

I don't know how long it took, the pain on Han Fei's face subsided a little, he vaguely heard the phone ringing constantly, and there seemed to be a very faint light in front of him.

Reluctantly looking up, a Can Nian wrapped in kindness was squatting in front of Han Fei with a mobile phone.

"Fu Sheng"

The residual thoughts in front of him were exactly Fu Sheng, who was imprisoned in the mirror by the "dream". In the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei let him enter the butcher knife to help him get out of the mirror.

In the memory shrine of the plastic surgery hospital, Han Fei changed Fu Sheng's fate, but later Fu Sheng still chose to go back to the old way. He left his kind thoughts and memories in the plastic surgery hospital and went to the paradise alone.

Seeing Han Fei awake, a smile appeared on the face of Cannian, he handed the mask and butcher knife on the ground to Han Fei, and then walked towards the distance. In the black room in the center of the labyrinth, in the boundless despair, Fu Sheng's kindness seemed to be the only candle. With a faint light on his body, he walked ahead to guide Han Fei.

The last black room was very large, as if there were no boundaries. Han Fei even felt that he was walking in a black box at this time.

Time lost its meaning, there was no reference, and there was no direction. Han Fei just silently followed Fu Sheng's good thoughts, and they walked for a long, long time. It wasn't until the wound on Han Fei's cheek stopped bleeding and the tingling feeling gradually diminished that Fu Sheng, who was walking in front, stopped.

He turned his head and smiled at Han Fei, his body dissipated in the darkness and merged into the wind of despair.

"Fu Sheng!

Han Fei reached out and grabbed the opponent, but he didn't catch anything. Looking in the direction where Fu Shengshannian disappeared, there was a faint light not far away.

"That's the exit

Stepping his legs forward, the light in Han Fei's field of vision slowly became clear. After a few minutes, he finally saw everything clearly.

In the center of the endless darkness, a dilapidated and cracked hotel was built, and the light came from the hotel window. "Why is there such a building in the center of the labyrinth? Why did Fu Sheng's kindness bring me here?

Moving forward slowly, Han Fei saw the signboard of the hotel. Except for the word "heart" on it, which he could barely recognize, all the other words were erased by time.

"This is the deepest secret of the labyrinth, an inn called Heart"

Walking to the front of the hotel, Han Fei hesitated when he was about to open the door. He endured the pain and put on the smiling face mask again.

"I look scary now, so I'd better wear a mask."

He slowly pushed the hotel door open, and with a light creaking sound, Han Fei felt that everything related to the black box on his body was rapidly disappearing. It was just a simple process of entering the door, but he was deprived of it. All the ghost marks on the body.

That kind of feeling is very strange, like a person

Jumped into the water, but at the moment of entering the water, the body and soul were separated. The body floated on the water, but the soul plunged into the deep water.

'I'm in the black box right now. The black box has many layers, and the layers are opened up to finally see the secrets inside. Han Fei feels that he is in a certain layer of the black box.

He looked into the hotel very cautiously, there was nothing special about this dilapidated building.

Next to the main entrance is a hall for passengers to rest. At the corner of the hall is a passage leading to the backyard and a wooden staircase to the second floor. Everything is very ordinary, what is not ordinary is the travelers gathered in the hotel at this time. Hearing the sound from the door, there were several eyes in the house looking at Han Fei. In addition to Han Fei, many people in this hotel had already arrived in advance.

Glancing at the silhouettes, Han Fei's gaze finally stopped on the sofa in the hall. A handsome young man who looked exactly like him squatted beside the sofa, taking care of the unconscious woman on the sofa.

The quiet young man who looked like him was laughing wildly, and the comatose woman wearing glasses on the sofa was Li Guoer.

He took away the mad laughter from Han Fei's face, and carried Li Guoer to the hotel. He wanted to completely replace Han Fei and get everything that Han Fei had.

Aware of Han Fei's gaze, he smiled politely at him, as if it was the first time they met.

In addition to laughing wildly, everyone in the hall looked serious, and the air in the room was dull, as if something terrible had happened not long ago.

"You find a place to sit down first." The man standing in the center of the hall motioned for Han Fei to come over. He was wearing a policeman's clothes, tall and burly, with Zhou Zheng facial features, and looked upright. On the wooden chair next to the police officer, a middle-aged man who was seriously injured was tied up. The man was wearing a blood-stained shirt. He only had one arm, and there were large bruises on his face and neck.

"One-armed, heavy"

Han Fei thought of a person, but he did not speak, but walked to the corner of the hall and sat on a wooden chair.

"There should be no other tourists." The police officer glanced at the crowd, and he paused for a while.

After a while, the black cloth on the dining table in the hall was lifted: "That is to say, the murderer is among us."

The smell of blood poured into the nostrils. There was a male corpse hidden under the black cloth on the dining table. The back of the deceased's head was pried open and his brain was dug out. Next to the skull of the deceased, there was a black box.

"How long have you been trapped here, do you still don't know that the outside world has been completely chaotic. Our top priority is to find a way to leave, not to continue the internal struggle." The man who spoke seemed to be a tourist who entered the park to play. He accidentally ran When I got here, I couldn't find a way out.

"You're defending the murderer by saying that.

"The police officer stared at the man: "Or if you are willing to live with the murderer, you are not afraid that he will continue

commit crimes, and regard you as his next target"

No one in the hall refuted any further, and the police officers were very satisfied with everyone's cooperation: everyone said your name, occupation, and where you have been and what you have done last night.

There was dead silence in the hotel. After a long time, the eldest old man coughed twice. He was in poor health and could not maintain a sitting position for a long time: "Let me tell you first, I am the owner of this hotel and have been running it all the time. This store. But I have severe amnesia, and I also forgot when I opened the store here. The impression seems to be that I was here before the park was built." He moved his body with some effort: " I boiled hot water and put it in the hall last night, but I didn't see any suspicious people. It's even less likely that I am a murderer. Even if I want to kill, I don't have the ability.

When the innkeeper coughed, a young man wearing a grimace mask beside him quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

"Xiao Fu is the only waiter in the store and also my grandson. I will leave the store to him in the future, and he has no reason to commit murder." The boss is very protective of the young waiter next to him.

When several people were talking, Han Fei's eyes stayed on the waiter for a while, and the other party gave him a very similar feeling to F.

The policeman nodded and looked at the only sober woman in the hall: "You are also a tourist.

"

The woman looked very tired, but her eyes were very firm: "I am not a tourist, I entered the maze to find my child, his name is Fu Sheng, and I want to take him home.

Hearing the woman's voice, Han Fei looked away. Even if he had master-level acting skills, he was worried that he would be unable to control his emotions and reveal his flaws.

The only sane woman in the hotel was the wife, who came here step by step without a map or guide.

"Don't let me urge you, you can talk down in order, and don't try to fool anyone." The policeman did not embarrass the woman and looked at the next person.

"I'm a magician in the paradise. I escaped and came in. It's already messed up outside." Sitting next to the woman is a very good-looking man. His voice is neutral, and he wears a ring on each finger. There are also many dolls hanging.

"I also escaped to avoid those lunatics." The middle-aged man who had refuted the police officer before said: "You can call me a screenwriter, I came to the paradise to find inspiration, but I didn't expect that the inspiration would be so much that my brains burst. to the point of.”

"Screenwriter" Han Fei's eyes stayed on the middle-aged man for a while. His backpack was full of scripts, but it was a pity that the backpack had long been lost.

After the middle-aged screenwriter finished speaking, the room fell into silence again, and everyone looked behind the middle-aged screenwriter.

Sitting in the corner of the hall was a filthy little girl, her face full of horror, her body curled up, and she seemed to be a mute with some mental problems.

"This little girl can't possibly be a murderer

Let's go." The middle-aged screenwriter picked up the water glass on the coffee table: "But she might be an eyewitness, because she saw the murderer.

That's why she was too scared to speak. "'Next."

"It's me." The young man with the exact same face as Han Fei stood up. He was gentle, quiet and restrained: "My name is Han Fei, and I am an actor."

After he said the name, everyone in the hotel stared at him, but everyone looked at him differently. "What's your relationship with this woman and why do you keep taking care of her"

"She is my subordinate and friend. Without her help, I wouldn't be able to come here alive, so I won't leave her behind no matter what." The manic laugh said what Han Fei knew, and his voice was also Same as Han Fei. 'You are quite affectionate. The policeman pulled up the hemp rope and pressed the man with only one arm to the table: "I am a criminal policeman. I followed the fugitive into the paradise, and finally captured him successfully. This guy is the fugitive."

The middle-aged man lying on the table was very weak. He looked at the police officer with remorse and pain in his eyes. When the police officer finished speaking, he shouted with all his strength: "Don't believe him! I'm chasing criminals. The policeman, this 'person' is the fugitive! No matter how the middle-aged man shouted, no one around was willing to speak out, and the policeman looked at him silently, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. 'The last person is still missing." The policeman did not Ignoring the one-armed fugitive, he and everyone looked at Han Fei wearing a mask: "What's your name?

"I" Han Fei's blood scab under his mask has not yet solidified. He knew that the maniacal laughter was staring at him. After a while, he said slowly in a hoarse voice: "My name is Fu Yi." It was almost the moment he heard the name. , the eyes of the only awake woman changed, her eyes wandered between mad laughter and Han Fei, and finally fell on Han Fei.