Strange game designer

"First, my father and mother came back every night, and there was a room full of parents. Then someone called me husband for no reason. I just passed through a tunnel during the Ghost Festival, and it felt like I had gathered all my family together."

Looking at Xuan Wen's retreating figure, Gao Ming's face turned pale. He was now certain that Xuan Wen, like his parents who gave him cakes, had become something "unknown".

"Xuan Wen not only knew what happened in the tunnel, but also guessed that I would come to Night Light to delete the game."

When Xuan Wen's figure disappeared into the corridor, Gao Ming's expression returned to normal, and the fat cat came to life again, curling up behind Gao Ming.

"Heavy rain has blocked the road. If I want to know the answer now, it seems I can only ask Xuan Wen." Gao Ming calmed down again: "But Xuan Wen's condition is very different from that of her parents. She seems to be completely unrestricted and can freely move around. Walking around the city during the day..."

"Fa Cai! Why are you here?" Wei Dayou picked up the fat cat with one hand, and while sucking the cat, he joked with Gao Ming: "Gao Ming, why don't you stay? You see, even Fa Cai can't bear to care for you." .”

"It's not that it doesn't want to leave me, it just cherishes its life." It was also the first time that Gao Ming saw a cat pretending to be dead. No matter what happened outside, he remained motionless: "Dayou, I know you are a good person, so I will remind you one last time. Don’t go out after dark, and stay away from that new colleague, she has a big problem.”

"I have also read the news and know that the world is not peaceful recently. Don't worry, take care of yourself and call if you need anything. After all, we have been partners for so many years." Regardless of the little guy's strong resistance, Wei Dayou will make a fortune. Back to the office.

The fat cat clawed at the glass door with its two paws and howled at Gao Ming outside the office, looking miserable.

"Follow me, and you will see the real hell." Gao Ming said with a wry smile, "This cat has some brains, but not much."

After leaving Night Light Studio, Gao Ming did not go home. He came to the bus stop and looked at the city map marked with various lines.

Hanhai is a very special city with a total of nineteen districts. The most prosperous East District is home to rich people from all over the world. It is modern and dreamy, and the things you can enjoy there can exceed the limits of ordinary people's imagination. The old city where Gao Ming lives seems to be another world. The densely packed apartment buildings are crowded together, depressing and cramped. Just walking among them makes people breathless.

A hundred years ago, Hanhai emerged from the war. It was a refuge for politicians, businessmen, and refugees. It was open to all rivers and inclusive of all things. With its own unique advantages, Hanhai became one of the three largest free ports in the world. However, under the impact of the intelligent revolution and the biological revolution , this extremely glorious city has also reached a fork in the road of the times.

But these have nothing to do with a good life. He glanced at the densely packed bus stops, and a series of cruel and horrific murders flashed through his mind, as well as a series of strange and horrifying stories.

"Butcher case, cat doll dismemberment case, sex demon case, corpse dissolution case, corpse cooking case in the red pavilion, dog cellar case, corpse sinking case..." His eyelids twitched, and the murderous cases in Gao Ming's mind almost covered the entire city, and even more The scary thing is that instead of committing murders, he has also watched a lot of ghost stories and horror movies.

"Borrowing longevity, flesh and blood fairy, hanging man, soul-returning night, skin-changing shop, headless doctor, cannibal elevator... I can't even count them, I can't even count them!"

From hospitals, schools, shopping malls, to corridors, elevators, under beds, and drawers, everything that exists in the city can be found in Gaoming's brain.

"According to Xuan Wen, all the nightmares in my heart have become reality. It's not just about games. All suspense and supernatural phenomena may appear in this city."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Gao Ming felt that he had single-handedly kicked off the end of the world.

"Things in the unknown world seem to be able to evolve various horrors based on the memories in my mind and merge with this city."

The sky was overcast, and the clouds were getting lower and lower. The city seemed to be a prisoner strangled by the neck, and was about to die in the struggle with all his sins.

Standing on the bus stop, looking at the street in the heavy rain, Gao Ming had a bad expression on his face: "If I were a guy full of pornographic waste, I wouldn't have so many troubles."

Xuan Wen is obviously not normal, but she seems to be able to provide Gao Ming with clues, which is what Gao Ming needs most right now.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Xuan Wen walked out of the office building holding a red umbrella. As if she had predicted that Gao Ming would not leave, she came to the bus stop with a smile: "Have you been waiting for me?"

"I just haven't decided which car to take home."

"Let's go together, then?" Xuan Wen held the umbrella between the two of them and looked sideways at Gao Ming. Her eyes showed love, but that kind of love was a bit twisted, like a collector seeing a valuable artwork and then... It's as if people with eccentricities get strange gratifications.

When the bus arrived, Gao Ming waited for Xuanwen to get on the bus and sit down, then stood alone at the back of the bus.

An hour later, they returned to the old city.

Looking at the buildings in front of him, Gao Ming wanted to stay away from the woman next to him.

There are four buildings in Lijing Apartment, built in the shape of a tic character, and Xuan Wen lives in the building opposite Gao Ming. Let's make a bold guess. Maybe Xuan Wen has been secretly watching Gao Ming a few days ago.

"Don't get me wrong, the murders that happened around Laijing Apartment in the past few days have nothing to do with me." Xuan Wen's voice was a little blurred in the heavy rain: "Actually, I am on tenterhooks every day, and I live very scared."

"In order not to be afraid, you killed all the threats?" Gao Ming didn't think about the murder at first, but when Xuan Wen reminded him, Li Lin's warning flashed in his mind.

During the three days he was trapped in the room, a lot of "stuff" had "spread".

Passing through the apartment courtyard, Gao Ming and Xuan Wen entered Building 2.

As soon as they reached the third floor, they saw an old lady burning paper in the corridor. The brazier was filled with the ashes left by burning paper money. She kept muttering something and kowtowed to the portrait next to the brazier.

The old man has silver hair, but the man in the portrait looks to be only in his forties. The older man kowtows to the younger man. This scene is a bit strange.

"Her adopted son committed suicide three days ago." Xuan Wen stopped: "According to the neighbors, her adopted son was a very good person during his lifetime, honest and hardworking, and he was obviously not related by blood to the old lady, but he still treated the old lady's family. Take care of them as family members."

"Many times what we see is just the surface. People who are not good at words may have more on their minds." Gao Ming met the old lady's adopted son in the courtyard. The eldest brother was named Zhao. He was very enthusiastic towards everyone and often held a hand in his hand. Mobile phone cleaning bathroom in apartment building.

Brother Zhao smiles every day, but Gao Ming always feels that his smile is forced.

Gao Ming, who works in psychological counseling, sometimes chats with Brother Zhao downstairs, but since last month, he has never seen that brother in the hospital again.

After bowing to the portrait, Gao Ming was brought to the fifth floor by Xuan Wen.

The rope for drying clothes was randomly placed in the corridor, very close to the exposed wires. There were various clothes hanging on it. I wonder if it was affected by the overall environment. Those clothes looked gray and white, even if they were not The wind will also sway slightly.

There are old-fashioned iron doors on both sides of the corridor, which are stained with rust. The yellow-brown door frame and the bright red couplets form a strange contrast. Even the word "福" affixed in the middle makes people feel very awkward.

"arrive."

Xuan Wen took out the key and opened the door of 2507, but Gao Ming was a little afraid to go in.

2507 is the home of the old lady's adopted son. Brother Zhao jumped from the balcony of this house three days ago.

"You rented the deceased's house? He hasn't even passed his first seven days yet."

Gao Ming inexplicably thought of a game scene he had designed before - the male protagonist in ordinary clothes secretly watched his own death video in a haunted house while playing a spiritual game with his deceased wife.