My sister was at home on the weekend and slept well.

I got up at noon the next day, grabbed a ponytail in my hair, ate lunch, and went to bed with my hair disheveled.

Mom complained, "You two brothers and sisters, the weather is good, and you don't go out for a walk." Why don't you take your sister out to play? ”

"I've been walking since class every day......" my sister dragged out her voice, her fingers pressing on the phone screen.

"It's really ......," my mother complained, and sat in the living room and watched the TV series.

I went back to my room and saw a room of sunlight.

Today is indeed a good day, and the temperature has warmed up.

I stretched, and I felt sleepy in the sun.

Eat and drink enough to sleep.

I lay down on the bed, my eyes half-squinted, and I wondered if I was going to set an alarm. Just sleep for an hour...... One......

"What the hell!"

A stunned exclamation woke me up.

The light of the computer screen shines on my face, not warm sunlight, no sunlight.

I saw the prompt on the screen.

Belch? Live streaming room? This is......

My body suddenly stood up, and my gaze turned behind me.

The timing of this action made me think clearly about what was happening in front of me.

I'm in a dream!

It should be the anchor prawn 123......

Wait a minute! I can't move?

I was amazed to find that my soul could not move.

I had a sense of loss that I had been beaten back to my original form.

In this case, it should be that I used too much power before, so I can only use the ability to a minimum now.

I can only be a bystander.

The door was ajar in sight.

Prawns are supposed to be live in a special study. The door to the room should be tightly closed.

The door was opened at some point.

Outside the door was a small hallway, dark and without light.

The hero swallowed.

There should be someone outside the room.

He and his girlfriend are living together, and his girlfriend should be watching TV in the living room outside, watching a new drama, and watching it every night these days.

There was no sound outside the house.

A not-so-good premonition coils in the heart of the prawn.

He looked back at the screen.

The live streaming interface has disappeared, and the computer screen has somehow become an eerie background image. It was an apartment building, a bit of a cartoon-style painting, but the color palette and structure were uncomfortable.

Like Bai An's paintings.

I thought about this and was stunned for a moment.

Before I could take a closer look at the opening image of the game, the prawns had already rushed over and turned it off.

The game interface disappears, and the entire computer screen turns black.

The lights on the main chassis and keyboard went out at the same time, as if the power had been cut off all at once.

There was a click, and the headlights in the room went out.

The prawns let out a short squeal.

Before the screams were over, the lights came back on.

This time, the light was dim, not bright enough, and it flickered and flickered, as if it was about to break.

The room has also changed, and it is no longer the study of the prawns.

There were no professional computer desks and equipment, just a small wooden desk, and an equally small chair. Just a set of furniture for children.

Prawn took a step back in horror and hit something on her calf.

He tilted his head and saw the same small bed.

All the furniture is not painted, it is log furniture. But it is not as delicate and high-end as the log furniture that is advertised now. They looked like semi-finished products by hand, and the carpentry wasn't very skilled.

The furniture is bare, and there are no daily necessities and daily necessities. It looks like it's uninhabited.

"What's going on? This is...... What's going on......" The prawns spun around in place.

Surrounded by walls, there are no doors or windows.

It's like a closed box here.

Prawn reached out and grabbed her hair and let out a groan of pain.

His head was about to explode, and his heart was beating violently from fear.

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

"You don't have this room in the game!" Prawn said suddenly.

He tugged at his hair and racked his brain.

Before this weird change, the only thing he had done was play the game.

And the superpipe that suddenly sealed his room!

Only these two things!

There is no room like this in the game.

There is a child NPC in the game, a child of a household......

"Room 409, the single mother of 409 brought a son......" Prawn muttered to himself, "a boy in blue clothes, didn't see the room, didn't go in......"

The corresponding image came to his mind.

It's a boy with the same graphics as the game's interface, with a female character standing next to it. What their faces were like, the prawns couldn't even remember. I remember seeing the mother and son in a game post. There are two deaths that are related to them: they want a "daddy" character and kidnap and imprison the main character played by the player; The boy asks the player for help, saying that his mother is crazy, hating his father, and abusing him, and then the player is caught and killed by his mother along with him.

Some players also analyzed the conditions for achieving each of the two endings, and reasoned about the character setting of the game. Among the mothers and sons, the mother should be a crazy person from the beginning, and as long as the player continues to show his reasoning ability, that is, his excellent side, he will be taken by her and arrested to be her husband. In the process, if the player has full of the boy's friendship, they will be called for help, and the mother will choose to kill someone. As for the boys, it may not be normal either. He wants to get rid of his mother and wants his father, so he will choose to ask for help, and he will choose to help his mother arrest the detective to be his father.

To sum up, these are two dangerous people who should be kept away.

The strategy process played by Thunder Jun also proves this. This is a trap that is useless for deducing the truth of the case, and will only lead to the player's death.

As I recalled, Prawn was wondering if such a small room was the game's room where the player's detective was imprisoned.

"It's kind of like ...... It's kind of ...... If you say that......" Prawn suppressed his fear, suddenly laughed again, and gave himself a slap.

After a loud sound, the space fell silent.

After a while, the whimper of prawns echoed in the room.

"What the fuck is going on...... Prawn crouched down and leaned against the foot of the cot.

He remembered his friends who had disappeared.

The friend who disappeared many years ago......

Aoba's client,Xiaomi, who used to record games with him in the past.。

"Fuck it...... It's my turn...... What was Millet playing at that time......" Prawn wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Snorting and sitting quietly for a while, he slowly calmed down and got up from the ground.

There must be a door.

It's a confinement room.

is where the two NPCs in Bad End imprison the protagonist. The boy may have also been imprisoned and abused by his mother.

"! I didn't touch those two people! Prawn cursed and groped around the walls.

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