The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

The game starts, and the remaining countdown is 8 hours.

The glaring red words hurt Feng Yuhuai's eyes, and her barely maintained stiff face was about to split in half.

The shadow of the last game still hangs over her, and it is still working. The nightmare-like memories begin to attack her split brain again.

It can be said that the first time is new, the second time is familiar.

Feng Yuhuai did not hesitate for too long this time, and directly gritted his teeth and clicked the link below.

What came into view was a half-length photo of a middle-aged man, whose face vaguely resembled the dead Chang Qingsen, which made Feng Yuhuai's heart jump suddenly.

Feng Yuhuai's pupils shrank into needle points, and he saw the name behind the photo - Chang Wei.

There was a series of thoughtful notes below: Chang Qingsen's uncle is looking for the murderer who killed his nephew, and he is about to target you. For safety reasons, I suggest you strike first.

"Heh~"

Feng Yuhuai almost laughed out loud. How could she believe that the mastermind hiding in the dark behind this text message would suddenly become so kind and really consider her.

"Even through the text message, it's so hypocritical that it's disgusting!" Feng Yuhuai's heart was full of anger, and her eyes were changing back and forth between her pupils and coils with her head down.

"First it was Chang Qingsen, and then it was Chang Wei. It's obvious that the mastermind who controlled me remotely must have a close connection with the Chang surname, or have a deep hatred." Feng Yuhuai struggled to turn her brain and inferred a conclusion.

Feng Yuhuai did investigate the last text message privately, but she really had no way to check it out. The other party left too few clues.

Moreover, her brain was a little stiff recently, her schoolwork was very heavy, and she had to participate in the martial arts competition jointly organized by several universities. Feng Yuhuai really couldn't squeeze out too much free time.

Or, in order to eliminate the side effects of the puppet mother on the body to the greatest extent, so that her expression would not be split and her speech would not be double-tongued, Feng Yuhuai had exhausted herself.

In recent days, she began to become less talkative in class, and deliberately did not go to eat with her roommates at noon on the grounds of losing weight, and tried to be alone as much as possible.

Although Feng Yuhuai could barely pretend to support, she could also feel that her roommates had more or less noticed that something was wrong with her.

Although they had not yet discovered the terrifying changes in her body, the concern and strangeness in their eyes were becoming more and more dazzling.

"Yuhuai, Yuhuai, your dad is asking you a question?" Wang Xiuli gently patted the shoulder of her daughter who was looking down in a daze.

Feng Yuhuai came back to her senses from today's thoughts. It was becoming more and more difficult for her to split her attention. If she was not careful, her brain would be like a computer with insufficient memory, and she would fall into a dazed and half-crashed state.

Feng Yuhuai put away her phone, slowly raised her head, and the circles in her eyes returned to pupils.

She looked at Feng Ju and forced a tired smile: "Dad, what did you say just now? I was a little distracted and didn't hear it clearly."

Feng Ju was still very concerned about his daughter. He frowned and asked with concern:

"You have been absent-minded recently. Is it because of too much pressure from studying? I said before that there is no need to go to the hospital all the time to accompany me."

Feng Yuhuai came to the hospital not to accompany her father, she mainly came to the hospital to gather information.

Feng Yuhuai nodded slightly and replied: "Yes, participating in the martial arts competition is indeed very exhausting, but I can still handle it. Dad, you are discharged from the hospital, and I will concentrate on living in school and focusing more on my studies."

Feng Yuhuai nodded slightly and replied: "Yes, participating in the martial arts competition is indeed very exhausting, but I can still handle it. Dad, you are discharged from the hospital, and I will concentrate on living in school and focusing more on my studies."

Feng Ju responded, his face became slightly serious, and he reminded:

"This martial arts competition jointly held by several colleges and universities is equivalent to A ranking assessment of college students in the whole district, its results have a high reference value.

If you can stand out in the competition and get a good ranking, it will be of great benefit to your college entrance examination. You are the pride of our whole family. Dad believes that with your strength, you will definitely shine in the competition.

So, you must go all out, don't slack off, don't let me and your mother down, understand? "

Feng Yuhuai was a little annoyed. In the past, she was very happy to listen to Feng Ju's teachings. The feeling of being highly expected by the whole family made her feel happy.

In particular, whenever Feng Ju praised her, he always belittled Feng Mu. This feeling of being compared would multiply her inner pride and satisfaction.

However, now is different from the past. Feng Yuhuai only feels that Feng Ju's words are really a little annoying after listening to them too much.

The most important thing is that Feng Mu didn't come to dinner today, and Feng Yuhuai couldn't feel the pleasure of being compared.

"Why do you always pin your hopes on me? I'm not your puppet." Feng Yuhuai complained in her heart.

She nodded stiffly, changed the subject, and asked: "So, Dad, what did you want to ask me just now?"

A white [mask] flashed in Feng Ju's mind, and a hint of hatred that could not be hidden flashed in his eyes, as well as a trace of deep fear.

He subconsciously moved the mechanical arm, and the unparalleled sense of power brought by the operation of the metal dispelled the remaining fear in his heart.

Feng Ju let out a long breath, not knowing whether it was an illusion, the breath he exhaled seemed to be tainted with the taste of cold metal:

"There have been several murders in your school recently. The special commissioner handed the case to your father. Dad must do his best to catch the murderer hiding in your school."

Feng Yuhuai's face became solemn. She nodded seriously and said firmly:

"Well, I firmly believe that you will be able to catch the murderer as soon as possible and seek justice for the students who were killed in my school."

Feng Ju agreed: "Don't worry, Dad will catch him at all costs, so Dad wants to ask, have you noticed any suspicious classmates or teachers in school recently? Or abnormal behavior?"

Feng Yuhuai raised her eyebrows slightly, and she asked in astonishment: "Suspicious, abnormal behavior?"

Feng Ju nodded and said: "It's a sudden change in personality, or a significant difference in behavior from the past."

Feng Ju had an in-depth conversation with the special commissioner before being discharged from the hospital.

His life now almost belongs to the special commissioner, so the special commissioner revealed some extremely secret key information to him out of trust.

The gist is that the [mask] is most likely parasitized by some special evil sacrifice.

In the process of parasitism and fusion, the host will be increasingly affected by the evil sacrifice, and the external characteristics are that personality, interests, and living habits will undergo earth-shaking changes, and such changes are extremely difficult to completely cover up through disguise.

Feng Ju paused, and then explained with examples:

"For example, a person who was originally keen on excitement suddenly became taciturn; or a person who usually eats lightly suddenly has a big increase in appetite; or a person who used to have poor grades suddenly made rapid progress. Have you found anything like this?"

Every time Feng Ju gave an example, Feng Yuhuai's heart sank a little, and the nails she clenched in her palm melted into red lines.

She seemed to be hungry as Feng Ju said!

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