Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Dark territory.

Lenari put together the limbs that were broken apart by the damage synchronization, and she was still frightened.

It hurts so much!

It really hurts so much!

The tentacles that were not really injured but trembled slightly because of the pain of the human body being torn apart stretched out, rolled up the "mobile phone" that was placed aside, Lenari hesitated again and again, and made up his mind to press the worn-out button that represented the start again.

——The feeling of being a real living creature is too... too fascinating to "Him".

...

Lenari opened her eyes in the new "role".

As soon as she opened her eyes, she frowned when she felt the whole set of organs on her body that were different from the last time.

Before, she was a real "female human", and this time, it was a "male human".

...Is it because of the limitation of "human genes"?

Lenari pondered.

Indeed, so far, she had never seen or heard of the existence of a true "asexual human"...

Shaking his head, Lenari put aside this insignificant question and began to observe this body and the surrounding environment.

Basically, this body is the male version of the previous female high school student, with short hair, a slightly shorter figure than her peers, and overall frail.

When Lenari "woke up", this body was standing in a dim, narrow, and old room.

The room was a regular rectangular block. In the middle of one short wall was a narrow window sealed by a rough iron mesh, and on the other side of the short wall was a simple metal door.

On the metal door, the blue paint was half peeled off, revealing the rusty, not-so-thick iron door panel underneath.

The iron door lock was a primitive bolt, made of the same material as the iron door, and the base was welded directly to the door leaf.

At this time, the bolt was properly latched, primitive, rough, and unsightly, but strong enough.

There was no bathroom in the room, and there were not many furnishings, just a single-layer iron bed with a straw mat and a thin quilt, a half-rotten rectangular wooden table, and a self-assembled cloth wardrobe with a plastic bracket.

On the wooden table, there was a stack of newspapers, the top one was spread out, and the front-page headline was "A perverted murderer appeared in XXX private high school, and five female high school students were chopped up in an abandoned old classroom."

Oh, this "life game" is actually a TV series!

——I wonder if the "fiancé" mentioned by the short-haired girl has been retaliated, and how he was retaliated...

Lenari's curiosity suddenly soared.

Of course, the first task at the moment is to figure out the identity of his "role".

Lenari just thought so, and suddenly, there was a sudden scream next door, followed by an indescribable discordant sound, accompanied by the sharp noise of the shaking and friction of the inferior iron bracket.

"..." Lenari subconsciously glanced out the window.

Well, the sun is shining, it should be around 12 noon.

Judging from the oldness of the building and the shabby decoration, the "soundproof effect" is obviously not something you can count on. In the middle of the day... is it really good?

Lenari was just thinking in confusion, and sure enough, upstairs and downstairs, front and back, left and right, there were angry curses, protests, and even threats of reporting...

The people next door obviously didn't intend to pay attention to these "noises". They were doing their own things, and the noise was getting louder and louder.

As if some preconditions were met, a string of information suddenly flooded into Lenari's mind, making her dizzy.

——She... "he" is a third-rate private detective, hired by someone for a large sum of money to capture the black material of a rich young man.

And that rich young man is currently performing a passionate fight next door. Well, it is the one who screamed before and was probably in a passive position.

This...

Lenari was confused.

According to the "settings" in the information, "he" rented this room a week ago, and quietly drilled holes in the partition wall between the two rooms and installed several pinhole cameras.

Now "he" is here to recycle the "results", but unfortunately he ran into the "present tense" and had to wait patiently.

Finally figuring out the current situation, Lenari held his forehead and was completely convinced by the mobile phone brick's ability to make things happen.

During the boring wait, Lenari took out the items carried by this body and checked them one by one.

An ordinary mobile phone that is neither new nor old, has been set to silent and do not disturb mode, with only the last bar of power left, showing no signal and no network status.

A deflated wallet with only a small stack of cash in it, and no identity documents.

A bunch of five keys, one electric car key, one key to the iron door padlock of this room, and the rest are the keys to "his" home and office.

That's right, this character generated out of thin air by a mobile phone brick has a complete "life" and corresponding industry.

That handThe machine was bricked, directly rewriting part of the "reality".

Unreasonable and inexplicable, this is the terrible thing about ghost stories.

Lenari looked around again and confirmed that the only external wire connected to the old-fashioned light bulb above his head was in the whole room. He had to give up the idea of ​​charging his mobile phone, walked to the iron bed and sat down, picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

After a while, Lenari was thoughtful.

——The rich young man next door was the "fiancé" of the tall girl before.

Combined with the information provided by the faceless employer that the other party "suddenly behaved suspiciously recently, often went out alone, and disappeared"...

Lenari had reason to suspect that the dirty situation next door was also a part of the short-haired girl's revenge, or even the "result".

The reason why Lenari was sure of "dirty" was that she heard several different rough male voices humiliating the young man with words, and the voices were getting louder and louder, and the content was getting more and more filthy...

It was simply.

——If her cell phone hadn't lost signal, she would have called the reporting hotline long ago...

It looked like the next door wouldn't end in a short time. Lenari was hesitating whether to "cheat" and let Kampers be the enthusiastic citizen. Suddenly, there was a slight movement at the iron door of the room.

Lenari was instantly alert.

The movement was very weak and could easily be ignored in the noisy background sound, but it was precisely because of this that it aroused Lenari's vigilance.

——In an environment like this building, being too deliberately restrained is the biggest anomaly.

Lenari covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves, frowned, stared at the white smoke that drifted in from the huge gap under the iron door, and tried to think about how she... "he" could get out without cheating.

She finally understood that the mobile phone brick had no good intentions at all, and it would definitely "kill" the plot when it landed.

After a moment, Lenari gave up and decided...

to take the initiative to kill.