Strange game designer

Sitting directly under the light in the living room, Gao Ming carefully looked at the two black and white photos, trying to find some clues.

"The home mentioned in the posthumous photo should refer to the world where Father Wei and Mother Wei live."

"The first photo says that I have become a 'parent' and have the key to open the door to my home. The key it describes should not refer to a certain item, but an ability. For example, the game I made has become a reality."

"Cunning Dad and Cunning Mom entered reality through the game I made. The parents may not be their true bodies, but just certain images that they transformed into reality."

Gao Ming wrote down the words "they" and "them" in his notebook. He was still not sure what the other person was?

His head hurt a little, and Gao Ming put his hand between his eyebrows: "All the abnormalities that appear on my body are related to that tunnel! After daybreak, I will go over and investigate, maybe I can find the answer."

Looking at the second black and white photo, only a few minutes had passed, and Qi Yan in the photo had changed. Cracks appeared on his body, and his expression became more frightened.

"Has Qi Yan's consciousness, or soul, been dragged into the world where Mother Wei lives?"

"In less than three minutes, he seemed to be played to death. It seems that 'home' is very scary."

Putting away the two photos, Gao Ming quickly called the police. He didn't want Qi to drown in his home.

"Hello, I want to call the police. The raincoat murderer is in my house."

After a brief pause, the operator's voice became obviously tense: "Are you being held hostage? Don't be nervous, and don't do anything to irritate him. Is he with you now? Let him state his request, and we will definitely give it priority. Guarantee your safety!"

Looking back at Qi Yan, who had a bloody head, drank the potion, and had his hands and feet tied up, Gao Ming pondered for a moment: "Anyway, come here quickly. I'm afraid it's too late and he won't be able to hold on."

While waiting for the police to arrive, Gao Ming searched for news on his mobile phone.

It stands to reason that if all the passengers on a bus disappeared, it would definitely be on the news, but he could not find any reports.

After checking the bus schedules on the night of the Ghost Festival, the official website showed that all buses were suspended that night due to heavy rain.

"If everything is suspended, what car will I take that day?"

Gao Ming has been working as a psychological counselor in Henshan Prison for Recidivists. He has seen all kinds of lunatics. In order not to be affected by abnormal thinking, he always forces himself to stay rational. But at this moment, he has a new understanding. idea.

"There's something not right about the world."

When there was suspicion in his eyes and everything seemed to be wrong, Gao Ming browsed through all the news that had happened in the past few days.

"Hanjiang, the thoroughfare of nine provinces, Xinhu, a century smart city, and Hanhai, an international metropolis, have good public security conditions, orderly public order, profound cultural heritage, citizens live and work in peace and contentment, and simple folk customs. After fair and objective evaluation, they were jointly selected as this year's model of human civilization. City! Cultivate and carry forward the spirit of charity and lead the trend of advocating virtue and doing good! Next, I would like to invite Mr. Situ An, Vice President of Hanhai Charity Federation, to give a speech to everyone..."

"Morning emergency news! There is a riot in Henshan Prison for felons! Many prisoners were injured! Three people are missing!"

"Morning emergency news! A fire broke out in the early morning at the only ninth-generation amusement park in Hanjiang City. The fire reflected the night sky red. It was extinguished in the early morning. There were no casualties among tourists. However, the amusement park suffered heavy losses and had to temporarily suspend operations."

"A morning emergency news! Many vicious cases occurred in Hanhai Old Town last night! Please pay more attention to the citizens of the old town when going out!"

Looking through the items one by one, Gao Ming frowned: "Abnormal cases occur frequently, secret forums and private media are spreading all kinds of news, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

Heavy rain hit the window glass, piercing sirens penetrated the rain curtain, noisy and rapid footsteps came from the corridor, and then someone knocked violently on the living room door.

"coming!"

Gao Ming opened the door, and several heavily armed police officers rushed into the living room. They saw Qi Yan tied up at a glance, and the binding technique was even very professional.

"Did you subdue the suspect?" Li Lin raised his hand and motioned for everyone to check the room, with some confusion in his eyes. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in so many years as a police officer.

"The perverted murderer is the most terrifying before he is identified, because anyone around you may be a perverted murderer, and once the identity of the murderer is determined, he is just a mentally disabled beast." Gao Minggai He poured himself a cup of hot water: "My name is Gao Ming. I used to work in psychological counseling at Henshan Prison for Repeated Offenders."

"You are very brave, but I do not recommend you to put yourself in danger. Do not open the door to strangers before dawn." The murderer was arrested on a rainy night, but Li Lin's expression was still serious, which aroused Gao Ming's concern. of attention.

"Does the Rainy Night Murderer have accomplices? That shouldn't be the case. From a perverted psychology perspective, perverted murderers like them tend to act alone."

"Multiple cases have occurred in the old city port area in the past three days. What you saw in the TV reports is only what you can see." Li Lin did not finish his words. The actual situation was more serious than what he said. For three days in a row, the city was shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere. Murders occurred one after another. The murder scenes were so weird and cruel that it was almost impossible for humans to do it.

"All these murders happened in the last three days?" Three days ago was exactly when Gao Ming took the bus into the tunnel, and it was also when all the abnormalities began.

"Just stay at home honestly at night, don't take any more risks, protect yourself and your family." Li Lin wanted to say something else, but footsteps suddenly sounded again in the corridor. There was a man with a disfigured face and a helmet on his left arm. The man with the black ring communicator ran in.

Li Lin frowned deeper when he saw the disfigured man, but he did not interfere with any of the other man's actions. The two parties seemed to belong to different departments.

The disfigured man did not say hello to Li Lin. He walked around the house and headed towards the bedroom. But the moment he entered the bedroom, the black ring communicator on his arm malfunctioned and the electricity rustled.

After debugging the communicator to no avail, the disfigured man left in a hurry.

"That guy isn't one of yours, is he? Why is he qualified to participate in the arrest?" Gao Ming always felt that the disfigured face looked more like a criminal than a policeman.

Shaking his head slightly, Li Lin replied in a low voice: "He is an investigator from Xinhu City, but I don't know exactly what he is investigating."

"Investigator?" Gao Ming worked in the prison system. This was the first time he heard this title.

Li Lin didn't say anything more. They were out to arrest people and did not bring first aid equipment. Considering Qi Yan's current situation, he briefly asked Gao Ming some questions and then led the team away.

After closing the living room door again, Gao Ming sat on the sofa. Too many things had happened recently and he couldn't sleep at all.

"I don't know when this rain will stop."

Listening to the sound of the clock hands on the wall moving, Gao Ming took out the two photos of his death. The black and white photos belonging to Qi Yan had more cracks on them, and his life seemed to have come to an end.

"This black-and-white photo feels a bit like a card game, except that living people are made into cards, and the trickster becomes the party playing the game."

Staring at the colorful self in the photo, Gao Ming consoled himself: "In terms of the visual impact of the pattern, this posthumous photo of myself should be considered a rare card, right? But for people like me with so many parents, in the novel You generally can’t be the protagonist.”

…

After walking out of Building 4 of Laijing Apartment, Li Lin looked up in his raincoat. The whole apartment building was depressing and gloomy, except for the room where Gao Ming was staying with a light on.

"Xiao Liu, go check the information on that psychological counselor now. He is too calm."

"That man didn't lie. He is indeed the youngest psychological counselor at Henshan Prison for Repeated Offenders. He graduated from the Zhengerba Medical University and is a neurologist with the power to prescribe drugs. But..." Rain splashed onto the screen of Xiao Liu's mobile phone. Above: "The psychological counselor in the felon prison will conduct a mental health assessment every month. He can only work if he meets the standards. There was a problem with the results of his latest assessment. It should be a system input error."

"What went wrong?"

"The risk score value exceeds the upper limit set by the tester."

The last book in the world of ghost stories, to make up for the regrets, the protagonist will be the last person to walk out of the dark night.

The new book is on the road, let’s go!