All Worlds Madhouse

[Swish-swish--] A series of busy tones followed, followed by the sound that Zi Liang was almost used to hearing.

[Hello, Mike, you don’t know me, but I know you very well. Now, I want to play a game with you.

You are an online salesperson, sitting in front of your computer all day long, selling products to people whose gender you don’t even know, and what you are selling you have never even used. Of course, this won't affect anything, because you just need to follow the instructions, add some beautifying words on your own, and sell it.

This behavior is simply deception.

So you are a person who cheats for a living and you are guilty.

Soon, the room will be filled with poisonous gas that won't kill you immediately, but will kill you a few hours later.

Now, there are two roads before you.

First: From now on, you need to play the role of a down-and-out investor named 'Pabul'. Information about him can be heard in another tape under the bed, and your task is to use all methods to Killed a businessman named 'Fermat'. After the mission is successful, I will give you a bottle of antidote as you wish.

Second: Choose to ignore the content of this tape and finish the game like everyone else.

So, should you continue to cheat as before, or should your conscience find out and be an honest person.

It's your choice. 】

When Ziliang heard this, he finally solved his doubts.

"So that's it. Why is that 'Pabul' obviously still sane, but still acting crazy and insisting on killing Fermat? It turns out that he has his own mission after all." Zi Liang said Grumbling: "But it seems that you have already thought about how he will deal with this matter, so you only need to design the mechanism to wait for him and Fermat to die together and become meat patties, right?" Oh, it’s not just him and Fermat, in fact everyone in this game must die eventually, except you.”

Ziliang threw the player aside casually: "But I have another question, that is why you want to join this game together, not to mention your 'belief in salvation', this is not salvation at all. If no matter how hard you try, you will end up dead in the end, then it can only be called massacre, so...have you lost your mind while playing games?"

"Ahhhh - ahhh." Irene couldn't answer Ziliang's question at all. She was still moaning in fear. She probably screamed for too long and her brain was deprived of oxygen, so her voice was already very loud. Weak, and his body swayed and he fainted directly to the ground.

"This" Ziliang was stunned for a moment, and he muttered in embarrassment. He fainted without saying a word. What was going on? And according to Ziliang's impression of Jigsaw, such a powerful character who could hide from the police for so many years shouldn't be frightened by him like this.

But he didn't care. Now that he knew who Jigsaw was, he could take it back to the hospital and throw it into Hannibal's cabin, and he would know everything.

Therefore, Ziliang walked to the door on the side, supported the door panels on both sides with his hands and used a little strength.

"Creak--" The door was quickly pushed open.

A bright light came over, and Ziliang closed his eyes subconsciously because he had been in this dark, windowless room for a long time.

And when he opened his eyes again.

He froze.

Because what hits his face is not sunshine at all.

This is a wider hall. The entire design was like a banquet hall, with bright lights shining from the ceiling, carpets on the floor, and several tables on the side with some food on them.

This change in painting style was so abrupt that even Ziliang was stunned on the spot for a moment.

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that he saw two people next to that row of tables.

Harley Quinn

And Hannibal Lecter.

At this moment, Harley Quinn seemed to also see Ziliang.

"Hi, over here!" She waved her hand happily and greeted Ziliang. Ziliang could clearly see circles of bandages wrapped around her body, and there were still fresh blood stains in some places, which were obviously It just came out not long ago.

After shouting, Hannibal also looked over lightly, and elegantly raised a glass of wine in his hand to signal to Ziliang.

Compared to himself and Harley Quinn, Hannibal's clothes were simply clean and sparkling. Not to mention the blood, there were almost no wrinkles on his clothes.

Although Ziliang was confused, he still turned around and pulled Irene out and dragged him all the way to the dining table.

"What's going on?" Ziliang's face was filled with questions.

Hannibal shook his head: "I don't know either, but it looks like we were caught here together by Jigsaw." As he said that, he pointed in a direction with his chin.

Ziliang looked in that direction and found that there were already two open doors there.

"So, you also played Jigsaw just now?" Ziliang asked.

"Yes!" Harley Quinn replied suddenly, with an unfinished expression of excitement on her face: "It's so fun and exciting. This guy named Jigsaw is simply a genius."

Well, it seems that little Princess Quinn is particularly interested in this game of spewing blood all over the room.

"It seems that everyone who passes the game, or who survives in the end, will gather here?" Hannibal responded lightly with a more reliable answer.

Ziliang nodded, and it seemed that this was what happened. Of course, he didn't have time to ask what kind of tests the two people in front of him had experienced. In short, he watched them strolling around in the garden, and one of them simply looked blank. You've had enough fun. There's really no need to ask.

At this time, Harley Quinn seemed to have finally discovered Irene dragging Ziliang's hand. "Who is she?" Quinn asked, pointing at Ziliang's nose as if she was catching someone in bed.

"Uh" Ziliang hesitated for a while: "Jigsaw."

Hannibal frowned: "Is she Jigsaw?"

"At least that's what I thought just now, but now, I'm not sure." Ziliang muttered: "Oh, can your 'memory stealing' still work? Even if this woman is not a 'jigsaw', she can still We bring in a lot of leads.”

Hannibal shook his head: "Sorry, it can't be used yet, but I think that in this case, some simple hypnosis methods should be enough, but it will just waste some time."

Ziliang nodded: "Okay, then I'll leave her to you. Quinn and I will come back to you later."

"Come back to me? Where are you and Quinn going?" Hannibal asked.

Zi Liang pointed at the remaining door that had not been opened with half-empty eyes.

"Of course I'm looking for old Joey. Do you think he can really get out of this with his level of wanderlust?"