Caucasian facial features are often very deep, and they often see a lot of handsome guys and beauties in their teenage years, but they also age relatively quickly, especially for women, who will look very old after reaching middle age, and are as easy to gain weight as black people.

Beriel McGee is such a middle-aged white woman, her golden curly hair in her youth has captured countless handsome men, but now she is inevitably a fat market woman, expensive cosmetics can not hide the increasingly rough skin.

His husband, Charles Fox, was not much better, once standing out among her many suitors, but now he was left with a fat and bald head that an expensive suit could not hide, and no matter how expensive and exquisite clothes could be on his body, he could only reveal the temperament of a dirt bun.

Fortunately, he still has money to support them in a fairly prosperous life.

Anyway, half a lifetime has passed, and both of them are like this anyway, so don't dislike anyone...... Countless times, they've said the same.

"Shit, Charles, didn't I tell you to put on some perfume before bed, your fox smell is so choking."

The familiar smell woke Beriel awake, and she was scolding and swearing as she had perfectly adapted to her menopausal temper.

"You still have the face to say, what kind of high-end perfume you are shaking, smoke people to death."

Charles, who was also grumpy, also sprayed Beryl's face with spittle.

The two of them woke up at the same time and were about to argue further, but when they moved, they found themselves trapped on a metal chair with a loop of buckles on the armrests and legs of the metal chair, which restrained their limbs in place and could not move.

"Kidnapping?"

"No, bastard, let me go, Lucius Fox, the president of the Wayne Group, is my cousin, and if you dare to touch my Wayne family, I won't let you go!"

"How much do you want? Shall I give it? ”

Wandering, screaming, yelling, threatening...... After all this, there was no reaction.

It wasn't until they calmed down that a hoarse voice sounded in their ears: "Welcome to the Jigsaw Theater, next, I will play a game with you, this game is called "Rice Parent". ”

"Vertical ...... Vertical...... Saw! ”

Hearing this voice, the two of them, who had calmed down a little, widened their eyes in horror again, and even their teeth chattered a little.

They are Gotham.

Whether voluntarily or not, this new devil who has recently emerged has been used by them to scare children, comparable to those 'goblins' in fairy tales, and it is naturally impossible for them not to hear of it.

"It's over, it's over, it's all your fault, I told you to stop doing those unclean things, you just want to do it, now it's okay, right? Are you satisfied? ”

Having seen the bloody and horrific methods of jigsaws, Beriel's spirit was already a little broken, and she was hysterically reproached and angry at her husband just by a name.

Who knew that Charles's anger was even greater, and he struggled and roared violently: "Fake, Bichi, I haven't done anything bad, I'm in the company every day, it must be you Bichi doing something outside!" It has to be you! ”

The two are once again locked in an endless bickering.

Until the jigsaw's creepy husky tone came again: "Quiet, ladies and gentlemen, you need to focus when you play the game." ”

Like a duckling choked by the neck, the quarrel between the two came to an abrupt end.

At the same time, a translucent phantory screen appeared in front of the two of them.

[Welcome to experience the Mi Guo style parent game, clear the customs, or die, your ending is in your own hands.] 】

[On the second anniversary of the wedding, you gave birth to a pair of twins......]

[After you argued, you gave each of them a name: Bill Fox, Khaki Fox. 】

A few lines of text appear on a translucent screen, then the screen goes dark and lights up again to become a lawn scene in the front yard of a house.

Two young children were squatting facing each other on the lawn, head to head, staring intently at the grass below, as if there was something very interesting there.

Time freezes for a moment again, but soon, the camera pans to behind the door of the house, where a chubby white man is hurrying in with a briefcase.

"Daddy, Daddy, look, we've scorched a lot of ants with a magnifying glass."

Bill and Khaki looked up at the chubby white man, then their eyes lit up, they threw down the magnifying glass in their hands, and ran over happily and hugged the chubby white man's thighs, with their heads slightly tilted, as if they were expecting their father to play with them.

The screen freezes completely, and a selection window pops up.

[Bill and Khaki scorched a nest of ants and stopped you who were in a hurry to go to the company, please make a choice:]

[A: Well, Dad has something to go out, go to Mom to play first, and Dad will take you to the amusement park when the weekend comes. 】

[B: Well done, really smart kids, you will definitely become an outstanding scientist in the future (touch your head, hurry away)]

[C: Rebuke them loudly, teach that all things are equal, and protect animals.] 】

[D: Praise them and give them a pocket money.] 】

【E：……】

……

[Please select the option by touching it with your mind.] （9S）】

"Is this me?"

Charles looked at the options on the screen with some consternation, and of course, what surprised him even more was the man and the two children on the screen.

That was himself a few years ago, and his two sons.

Have you ever experienced this before?

I don't remember exactly, but maybe there is, after all, it's a very common scenario.

The final countdown to the option awakened Charles's senses, and although he didn't know what a mind touch was, he tried to imagine himself reaching for the option.

It's jigsaw game!

With this in mind, he decisively chose option C.

However...... No response, tried one by one, all options did not respond.

At the end of the countdown, option D automatically collapsed, and then the screen scene started to run again, and the 'self' on the screen hurriedly complimented Bill and Khaki, and then gave them a sum of pocket money, and walked out of the courtyard gate quickly.

"Damn, I'm C, I'm C!"

Charles was in a hurry.

It's a pity that the picture doesn't stop because of his words.

"Oh, the scorched ant dad will praise and give pocket money."

Bill and Khaki's hearts are narrated by the narrator, and the scene dims, and in a moment, it becomes another scene.

The two children were playing alone in the courtyard, glancing at the window of the house or the courtyard door from time to time, wondering if they were looking for their mother and father.

Neither father nor mother came to play with them, so they had to find their own way to entertain themselves, giving up the ant nest that they were tired of playing, and fighting and chasing each other.

After chasing, the two ran out of the courtyard gate, as if opening a new world.

Wow, there's a silver thing like a mirror, it must be nice to paint, Mom and Dad love our painting the most.

The two were attracted by a silver car, giggled innocently, and painted on the car with stones.

The owner ran over angrily and scolded the two children, although he didn't do anything, but he looked at his car with a heartache and annoyance.

This time it's Mom's turn to make a choice.

In the courtyard, the young version of Beryl ran out anxiously, and the option popped up again, but unfortunately it was still impossible to choose, and Beriel could only watch her own actions.

"I" was even more angry and annoyed than the car owner, pulled the two children behind him, shouted at the very young car owner and scolded, and after successfully scolding the car owner away, he pulled the child back to the yard like a winning rooster.

Oh, so as long as mom is here, it doesn't matter what it does to other people.

Oh, it turns out that as long as we scold fiercely, others will not dare to hit us.

Two immature narrations perfectly summarize the outcome of this scene.

Scene after scene, option after option, Charles and Beriel could only watch, watching everything they had done.

Time in the picture continues to advance, Bill and Khaki grow bigger and bigger, and the 'self' becomes closer and closer to the current self.

Finally...... Grandma Jenny next door didn't know anything, frowning and wondering why today's steak was a little sour, while eating her cat in one bite.

Finally...... Someone takes the two of them into a new game of pranks, and a toy gun shoots out a dazzling fire.

"Wow!"

The two couldn't help but vomit, and after spitting up, their faces were still pale, and their pale faces were full of surprise and disbelief - this is too exaggerated, isn't it such a trivial thing? And how could Bill and Khaki do such a thing.

Jigsaw, this madman, must be deliberately exaggerating their sins, disgusting guys.

The game is over completely, and the two of them are angry and frightened and wait for the 'punishment' of the jigsaw.

However...... Nothing happened.

It's just a normal and rudimentary game.

"Heh, what the hell is a jigsaw, at this level, I won't accept it when I work in my game company."

After waiting for a long, long time, the two were completely relieved.