Madness of the Heart

In the game three years ago, the preliminary investigation results of all the victims were gathered in Xiao Yu'an, and the information was messy and scattered, most of which were useless information. But even useless information is indispensable, and it is a natural part of the preliminary investigation work.

Xiao Yuan scanned the information quickly and seriously, and finally fixed his eyes on Duan Yun's materials.

Duan Yun, a native of Xiangshan City, was 25 years old when he was killed.

Xiangshan City is a small city near the southern border. In the eyes of outsiders, the people there are sturdy, and people take machetes to the streets and draw their swords at every turn.

Compared with big cities, the public security environment in Xiangshan City is indeed worrying. Although various gangs are not as arrogant as they used to be under the attack of special police, most of them have only moved from the surface to the underground and are still active in the local area, while some small gangster groups On the bright side, it replaced the gangs and became aggressive.

Duan Yun grew up in Xiangshan City since he was a child. In junior high school, he ranked first in grade for a long time, which shows that he is a smart boy. But after graduating from junior high school, Duan Yun didn't go on studying, but became a local vegetable farmer.

Duan Yun's math teacher still remembers him, saying that he is the most gifted student he has ever taught.

"It's a pity that Duan Yun had a bad background. His parents said that he was out to work. In fact, he and his grandmother have not come back for many years." The teacher sighed again and again, "The teaching resources here are not good, none of them. There is no high school ranked high in the province. In these years, there is no student who has been admitted to a good university. Duan Yun has to take care of his grandmother, and it is impossible to go to high school in other cities. Let’s go to high school here. The chances of getting into a good university are very high. Vague, so he decided not to read it."

In the many photos provided by the school, Duan Yun smiled very cheerfully, obviously a very energetic boy.

The situation of "collecting protection fees" in Xiangshan City is serious. Most hawkers who want to do business in a stable manner have to pay protection fees to the ruffians. Duan Yun also made acquaintances, but had several unpleasant events with the gangsters, because of fights and fights in the police station four times. At the age of 22, his grandmother was seriously ill and was hospitalized and needed a lot of life-saving money. He took out all the savings he saved from selling vegetables, but it was still not enough, and he had to borrow money from the gang brother.

In the end, the grandmother could not be saved, and Duan Yun became impoverished and became a lonely family.

At that time, he had a load of 70,000, which was not an absolute amount. But at that time, there was already talk of rectification of gangs in Xiangshan City, and some gangs planned to temporarily avoid the limelight, and several minor incidents occurred before the evacuation.

Duan Yun is one of the unlucky ones.

The "big brother" who lent him the money forced him to repay the money immediately. He couldn't pay it back. He was taken away from home by medicine. When he woke up, he had been smuggled out of the country. Later, he was sold on the black market in Country E.

Not all people who are sold to the black market in Country E will be sent to a "duel". Duan Yun was not the material for a fight, she became the lowest-level waiter, left nowhere, and was finally targeted by Yin Zhen.

According to Duan Yun's former friends, Duan Yun occasionally mentioned that he has an older brother.

"I have never seen him admire anyone, except his brother." said the friend.

The field team asked: "Have he ever said, what is his brother's name?"

The friend shook his head, "No. And I have never seen him. I live on the same street with him. I have never seen his brother. I sometimes wonder if he is talking about us."

The household registration information transferred by the police station showed that Duan Yun had no elder brother, and Duan's family had only one child.

Does Duan Yun's brother really exist?

"Boom boom boom——" A knock on the door sounded, and before Xiao Yuan could answer, the door was pushed open.

You don't need to look at it to know it must be Ming Shu.

"Brother." Ming Shu walked quickly to the desk. "An unexpected clue-the secret room of Dongcheng District, the'Ninth Battlefield', may have a problem. One of the scenes is that a child uses firecrackers to make a bed for a baby. The baby was blown to death."

Xiao Yuan put down the information and immediately thought of the murder case in Fanglong Alley, "Although Xiang Haoming was not directly killed by firecrackers, the three of Zhou Lan used firecrackers to make him unrecognizable."

Ming Shu said: "I will go to the Ninth Battlefield to see what is going on in this secret room."

Zhou Lan and the three are currently being held in the detention center. Xiao Yuan clearly felt that the enthusiasm in their eyes had faded, and they became afraid of everything, but did not feel annoyed by their past behavior.

"Why use firecrackers..." Zhou Lan thought for a moment, "I remember you asked me this question before. Didn't you tell you? Because firecrackers are festive, they can also make people miserable. Why don't you set off firecrackers on New Year's Eve? "

Xiao Yuan said: "I'm asking, how do you think of firecrackers? Who proposed to use firecrackers?"

Zhou Lan was stunned for a while, "Is it me? No, they seem to say that they also set off firecrackers..."

"You have been to the Ninth Battlefield." Xiao Yuan said: "You were inspired there."

Zhou Lan's eyes suddenly brightened, "Don't you say that I almost forgot! Yes, we have been to the'Ninth Battlefield', and it was almost, almost..."

The fading enthusiasm rekindled at this time, and Zhou Lan was like a believer, regaining the spiritual nourishment that he relied on for survival.

"What is it there?" Xiao Yuan asked restrainedly.

"It's a holy place!" Zhou Lan frowned, "Yes, you are right, I was inspired there. I saw a baby placed on a bed made of firecrackers, and then the firecrackers were lit, crackling, and the bed rocked. , Baby ghost crying wolf howling! Maybe, maybe the moment I saw that scene, I wanted to imitate it!"

Ming Shu and Xing Mu came to the "Ninth Battlefield" together.

Xing Mu trembled: "Leader, I am afraid! You, why don't you bring your apprentice with you?"

"The apprentice is in a bad mood." Ming Shu said, "Give him a short vacation."

The "Ninth Battlefield" had already passed its popular period. There were not many guests inside. The staff stood and sat lazily, too lazy to say hello when someone came.

Mingshu is familiar with this scene—it's like that in a store where business is deteriorating.

There was a self-service ticketing machine in the lobby, and Ming Shu looked at the introduction of each secret room for a while, and simply bought a coupon.

Xing Mu: "...Leader, we don't have to go to every secret room, right?"

Ming Shu has already paid the money, "Go, Teacher Xing, do you want to waste money?"

Xing Mu complained repeatedly and immediately sent a message to Xiao Man: "SOS!"

Xiao Man was so busy that he didn't look at his phone at all.

Xing Mu reluctantly followed Mingshu into the secret room while cursing in his heart, "Everyone had no conscience."

The secret rooms of the "Ninth Battlefield" are divided into different levels. When you walk down normally, Mingshu feels similar to the secret rooms of "The Storm", but some details are dealt with-such as the music, the authenticity of the props, the weird smile on the face- -It is easy to cause discomfort to guests who are immersed in it.

But ordinary guests will not think about the reasons for depression and sadness, and will only complain about "uncomfortable" after leaving. So on the review platform, there are many similar comments.

It was precisely because of these comments that the "Ninth Battlefield" quickly fell silent after its opening.

Ming Shu gradually got the count, and after a short break, he chose the advanced level.

After the baptism in the previous chambers, Xing Mu calmed down instead.

As a forensic doctor of the serious crime team, Xing Mu's psychological quality is unlikely to be bad, but his personality is very different, and he often talks about "fear".

The scene described by Yu Dalong arrived, and it was a ghost baby who was killed. What Yu Dalong didn't say was that when the firecrackers exploded, the ghost infant was actually not crying, but laughing sternly.

"Normal people entering these secret rooms will not have other negative emotions except for the temporary impact of their emotions. In other words, they will not imitate themselves because of what they see." Xing Mu specializes in criminal psychology. It is also the purpose of Ming Shu who brought him here, "And for people who have anti-social personality, especially those who are younger and mentally insufficient, they are very likely to be tempted. Ming team, you are right. There is a problem with these secret rooms. I boldly speculate that the purpose of the designer is to "awaken" people with anti-social personality and lead them to the path of crime. In this way, the designer himself must have a more serious tendency to commit crimes. ."

Ming Shu slowly said, "Maybe there is another possibility."

Xing Mu turned his head, "There is more?"

"Exhibit and simulate the crime process." Ming Shu said: "Some scenes in these secret rooms have appeared in the black market of Country E. The designer may be deliberate."

"The'Ninth Battlefield' is not limited to your Dongye City." Liu Zhiqin wears a Bluetooth headset and puts his hands on the keyboard. "It belongs to the game entertainment company'Deep in the Jungle', before going to Dongye City to expand its business. , It has opened three stores across the country. It is worth noting that although each store is called the'Ninth Battlefield', the secret room scene is different, only one secret room is designed for the headquarters, and the rest are all designed by different teams , The pursuit of conformity to local customs."

Xiao Yuan scrolled the mouse and was looking at the background and internal composition of the game entertainment company "Deep in the Jungle".

"There is a'ninth battlefield' in the capital, one in Mengxin City in the southeast, and another in the central reserve city." Liu Zhiqin continued: "I checked these three'ninth battlefields' initially according to your request. The situation is currently in benign operation, which is no different from most secret rooms. As for customer reviews, there is no "uncomfortable" response from Yu Dalong. But what is going on in the depths of the jungle, I dare not immediately Come to a conclusion. Later, I will report to Shen Xun. He may send team members to investigate on the spot."

Xiao Yuan said: "There is a high probability that only Dongye City has a problem. Check the personnel composition of the Ninth Battlefield."

"Designer?" The staff looked blank, "What are you looking for a designer for?"

"It's rare to play in such a wonderful secret room. I want to meet the designer and listen to the designer to talk about their ideas." Ming Shu said.

It may be rare to hear compliments, and the staff laughed, "Really? Do you think it is wonderful?"

Ming Shu nodded, "I am a secret room lover and I have been to countless secret rooms. But now the homogeneity of the secret rooms is too serious. It is really rare to see such a bold and beautiful secret room like yours."

Xing Mu was listening while holding coffee, almost rolling his eyes.

"Thank you!" The staff member touched his neck awkwardly, "but the designer...the designer is not here."

Ming Shu didn't think he could see the designer now, so he asked, just wanting to get more information about the designer from the staff.

"Oh, that's really a shame." Ming Shu said, "Other secret rooms usually have a design team's concept introduction. Do you have them here?"

"Yes!" The staff immediately took a tablet and sighed, "Very few customers praise us. Of all the branches, we are the worst performing one. It may not be long before we have to redesign it. "

"Redesign?" Ming Shu said while flipping through it, "But you are very unique. Redesign means to change the style and make it similar to the "Storm"?"

"That kind of money." The staff said: "Customers generally report that we are too depressed here, and they are uncomfortable to spend money to buy."

Ming Shu asked, "How do you feel?"

"Me?" The topic was thrown on himself abruptly, and the staff thought for a while, "If I were an ordinary customer, I might not like it either. Here, this is the design team."

In a clean and bright conference room, six people are sitting or standing, women are wearing skirts, and men are wearing shirts or suits. They look very professional.

When he noticed one of them, Ming Shu suddenly tightened his eyebrows.

Sitting on a table sideways, wearing an off-white slim shirt and a black hip skirt, it is Cao Zhiya!

"This is..." Ming Shu pointed at Cao Zhiya in a calm tone.

"She is the main designer!" The staff took the tablet and flipped back and found a big picture. Below the big picture is the introduction, "Ms. Nishikawa Suzumi, an international friend. You said that we are very unique here, I think it should be Affected by her personal philosophy, isn't her home country a popular monster culture? I feel that she has brought her country's style with her, and the secret room she designed has a sense of conceptual impact between different countries."

No, absolutely not!

Ming Shu stared at Xichuan Lingmei, a fire ignited in his eyes.

This is not an international friend, he remembers this face clearly, it is definitely Cao Zhiya!

Two years ago, after Liang Xiaojun died in He Yang's game, Cao Zhiya disappeared in Haichuan City. Before she disappeared, Cao Zhiya behaved abnormally, often stayed up late at night, and took the initiative to leave. Judging from her move of handing over her coat to her roommate, she knew that she would not go back again.

Now, Cao Zhiya, who has been missing for two years, appears as a foreign designer in Dongye City. The secret room he designed can influence people with anti-social personality and prompt them to commit crimes. Zhou Lan is an example.

This is definitely not a coincidence, Cao Zhiya must have a purpose, and this purpose is to avenge Liang Xiaojun!

He Yang disappeared for many days, and the last message left to Zhou Shan was "found a more interesting game." Cao Zhiya is the designer of the secret room. He Yang discovered the game that Cao Zhiya designed specifically for him?

"The situation should be more complicated." After listening to Mingshu's analysis, Xiao Yuan got up from his seat and put his hands in the pockets of police pants. "When we checked Cao Zhiya last time, we discussed that Liang Xiaojun died of He Yang's death. Game, and the audience of that game except He Yang, only Yin Zhen—Yin Zhen was the only guest invited by He Yang. And now the dead include He Yang and Yin Zhen, as well as Jiang Xiyang and Yue Shuqing. They were'a third party' 'The retaliatory group is the audience of Yin Zhen's game. There has been a year between the two games."

Ming Shu quickly sorted out her thoughts, "Cao Zhiya is not the only avenger. Is her companion a relative or friend of the victim who died in Yin Zhen's game?"

Xiao Yuan said: "The term'companion' is not accurate."

Ming Shu looked up, "Huh?"

"Do you think Cao Zhiya has the ability to design such a secret room?" Xiao Yuan said: "Two years are enough to change a person, but designing a scene to guide others to commit crimes is seamless. Do you think she can do it?"

Ming Shu said: "Cao Zhiya is not the real designer of the secret room at all? She is just a ‘tool’ pushed to the front of the stage?"

"So I said that the term'companion' is not accurate." Xiao Yuan took a few steps. "Although there is no definite evidence yet, it can basically be inferred that Cao Zhiya was approached by someone before he took the initiative to leave. She is exactly what she said. From this person I got a news-Liang Xiaojun has been killed."

"The purpose of this person contacting her is to be with her, no, to use her to complete his own revenge plan?" Ming Shu suddenly felt a sense of relief, "Then Cao Zhiya would be the only person he took advantage of. Is it? Or, this'third party' camp is very large?"

"Liu Zhiqin and the others are investigating the depths of the jungle behind the Ninth Battlefield, and there is no new news for the time being." Xiao Yuan said: "I noticed that Duan Yun, the victim of Yin Zhen game, has a complicated background. There seems to be an older brother, but who he is and what he has been doing in the past few years is still inconclusive. Xiao Ming."

Ming Shu: "...change the name."

"Team Ming, you go to make arrangements. First, find a reason to thoroughly investigate the'ninth battlefield' here." Xiao Yuan said: "Everyone should not let it go. If the'third party' camp is more than Cao Zhiya and the person behind her, then there may be people from them on the design team."

Ming Shu nodded, "Zhou Lan's testimony appeared in the Ninth Battlefield. The police have reason to ask them to cooperate in the investigation."

"Second, go to Duan Yun's hometown again." Xiao Yuan said: "There are not many things that can be found in the preliminary investigation. Duan Yun is worth our effort."

It was surrounded by black with no fingers, and my hearing was full of the ticking sound of water. It was already spring outside, but it was cold and bitter here.

A man was hung horizontally on a steel frame, his hands and legs were separated.

There were countless wounds on his body, but strangely, he could hardly feel the pain.

But he knew very well that he was injured, and blood was flowing out of his body in clusters.

When the feeling becomes extremely dull, the hearing is as sensitive as the light is turned on.

Those ticking away are his life.

"Woo..." The man struggled hard and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Let me go! Please!"

After a long time, a cold voice said, "Is the bug game, is it fun?"