Strange game designer

Chapter 128 What level of disaster do I belong to?

Ding Yuan almost thought there was something wrong with his ears. He looked at Gao Ming without saying anything for a long time: "Even the big ghosts dare not challenge the rules. You, a living person, want to make brand new rules? Are you crazy, or am I listening?" wrong?"

"Any rules need to be supervised by the executors. If we kill all the executors, won't their rules become just decorations?" Gao Ming's idea was simple, but when he said this, his voice was much lower. , he was worried that Yan Xizhi would hear it and his image in the mind of Principal Yan would be affected.

"That's right." Ding Yuan grabbed Gao Ming's wrist. He could clearly feel Gao Ming's body temperature and pulse: "You are indeed still alive."

"Nonsense, those replaced students all live in the shadows and don't dare to violate the rules." Gao Ming rolled his eyes: "Let's start with the blue room first. If it's not convenient for you to come forward, I will do it."

Ding Yuan let go of Gao Ming's wrist, the wrinkles on his face relaxed a lot, and his expression was no longer cold and stubborn. He seemed to see hope for the living in Gao Ming.

Living people have always been very passive in abnormal events. Elderly people, including Ding Yuan, all think about how to exchange for more investigation results with minimal casualties. Few people would think of taking the initiative to attack abnormal events.

"To be able to take root in such a complex environment as Lishan, your Investigation Bureau's method of training investigators is worth learning from all of us." Ding Yuan seemed to have misunderstood something, and Gao Ming was too lazy to explain.

Yan Xizhi seemed to have heard the words training methods and learning experience. He raised his head and said, "Director Ding, are you exchanging experiences in educating students?"

"Situ An will come over at any time. We are discussing how to protect the school." Ding Yuan was still a little afraid of Yan Xizhi and behaved respectfully in front of Principal Yan.

"Protecting the school is my job. You should still focus on the students, comfort them, and don't delay their studies because of environmental changes." Principal Yan seemed to have remembered something, got up and rummaged among the shelves. A few minutes later, She came over with a wooden box: "These are my most cherished things. You can take them and share them with other teachers to make everyone feel at ease."

"Thank you, principal." It seemed that this was not the first time that Ding Yuan took something from Yan Xizhi. He gave Gao Ming a look, picked up the wooden box and went to the back of the shelf.

"When Hande Scholarly Academy was in the most difficult time, Yan Xizhi sold all his jewelry collections to stabilize the morale of the military and keep the school running. Unexpectedly, she turned into a 'big ghost' and this scene would happen again. Now." Ding Yuan opened the wooden box, which was filled with the old lady's treasures.

The first thing that caught my eye were the letters written by students. The words of Grandma Yan in the children's mouths became Yan Xizhi's obsession. The children could not forget her, and she always remembered the children.

Underneath the letter are various handmade clay sculptures made by the children. These clay sculptures, which are regarded as defective products in the market, are also treasures of the old lady.

"It seems like there's nothing useful?"

Scroll down further and Ding Yuan found a cheap dressing box. It is a woman's nature to love beauty.

Gently opening the dressing box, Ding Yuan's figure appeared on the small mirror. There was nothing unusual, and Ding Yuan was a little disappointed.

"I have used this dressing box for more than ten years, and I am really reluctant to part with it. Every time before attending a major event, I will look in the mirror and examine myself." Yan Xizhi quietly appeared behind Ding Yuan, and the makeup mirror reflected his old age. When the wife was pregnant, the mirror turned light red, and tiny blood lines outlined each student: "It can help you see yourself clearly, and it can also help you see others clearly."

"Let the principal worry about it."

"Director Ding, it doesn't matter how much we pay, don't let the children down." After Yan Xizhi finished speaking, he returned to the desk and continued to make the call that could never be answered.

"The mirror in the dressing box can be rated for danger. Principal Yan himself is considered a level three abnormal event. This utility room is equivalent to a house of resentment. We can use this as a standard to judge." Ding Yuan handed the mirror to Gao Ming.

Taking it carefully, Gao Ming lowered his head and glanced in the mirror. The mirror was so bloody that he couldn't be seen at all. He could only see flesh and blood, ghosts and gods rising from the ground like a big tree, with corpses hanging on the "branches".

He closed the mirror and put it into his pocket.

"Let's divide the contents of this wooden box. If you want to hunt other ghosts, you will definitely encounter danger, so you choose first." Ding Yuan originally thought that there would be "weapons" to deal with ghosts in the box. It's a pity that the wooden box is full of "gratitude".

"Each letter represents a blessing. In the shadow world, such simple things are cherished and will definitely come in handy." Gao Ming looked through all the contents in the wooden box and finally found a piece of paper. Take a photo.

The last class of students led by Yan Xizhi graduated. She took a group photo with her children. This should also be the last photo she took during her lifetime.

The shadows flow inside the photo, and the entire photo is in color. Only the old lady is in black and white. It feels like she gave all the colors to the children.

"I want it."

Gao Ming and Ding Yuan discussed in the utility room until about three o'clock in the morning. Five more investigators from the Huanmen Investigation Bureau arrived one after another. These were the only people in the entire Eastern District Investigation Bureau who escaped from Situ An's clutches.

"Director! Li Xiu is leading the team to hunt us! All the investigation bureaus in the Eastern District have chosen to obey Situ An's orders, and now we have become traitors of the investigation bureau." Qiang Feng is the leader of the investigation team of the Ring Gate Investigation Bureau: "The second investigation team was killed by Li Xiu, Xiao Fei was arrested, and only a few of us are left in the investigation team."

"Have you not exposed Principal Yan's existence?"

"No." Qiang Feng shook her head: "We have been secretly investigating Yan Xizhi. No one except a group knows about this place."

"That's good." Ding Yuan took off the teacher's qualification certificate: "We have already broken up with Situ An. We should use this teacher's qualification certificate as little as possible. From now on, we will carry out activities around the room occupied by the big ghost."

"But not all 'big ghosts' in the school are as easy to talk to as Principal Yan. Some 'big ghosts' are so cruel and murderous that even the student union dare not provoke them easily. They are existences that can blatantly 'violate the rules.'" Qiangfeng didn't understand Director Ding. Where does the confidence come from?

"You don't need to worry about those things, you just need to take action." Ding Yuan told Qiangfeng about Gao Ming's plan, but Qiangfeng had no trust in Gao Ming and instead kept a distance from Gao Ming.

"I'm used to living alone." Gao Ming politely rejected Ding Yuan's kindness: "The General Administration may send more investigators in at any time. Your main responsibility is to tell those investigators the truth, expose Situ An's true face, and let They should not be deceived by Situ An again."

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