"First my father and mother came back every night and had a room of parents, and then someone called me husband for some reason. I just passed by a tunnel during the Midyear Festival, how do I feel like I have gathered all my family. ”

Looking at Xuan Wen's distant back, Gao Ming's face turned pale, he could now be sure that Xuan Wen, like her parents who gave him a cake, was made by some "unknown".

"Xuan Wen not only knew what was happening in the tunnel, but also guessed that I would come to the night light to delete the game."

When Xuanwen's figure disappeared into the corridor, Gao Ming's face returned to normal, and the fat cat also came back to life, curled up behind Gao Ming.

"Heavy rain is closing the road, I want to know the answer now, it seems that I can only ask Xuanwen." Gao Ming calmed down again: "But the state of Xuan Wen and her parents is very different, she seems to be completely unrestricted and can walk around the city freely during the day......"

"Get rich! How did you run here? Wei Dayou picked up the fat cat with one hand, and joked with Gao Ming while sucking the cat: "Gao Ming, or you can stay, you can't bear to make a fortune." ”

"It's not that it's reluctant to give me, it's more life-sparing." Gao Ming also saw the cat pretending to be dead for the first time, no matter what happened outside, he just didn't move: "Otomo, I know you are a good person, so I remind you one last time, don't go out after dark, stay away from that new colleague, she has a big problem." ”

"I've also watched the news and know that Hanhai has not been very peaceful recently. Rest assured, take care of yourself, if you need anything, just call, after all, we have been partners for so many years. Regardless of the little guy's strong resistance, Wei Dayou brought Facai back to the office.

The fat cat pulled at the glass door with its two paws, and howled at the high life outside the office, looking miserable.

"Come with me, and you will see the real hell." Gao Ming smiled wryly: "This cat has a bit of brains, but not much. ”

Leaving the Nightlight Studio, Takamei did not go home, he went to the bus stop and looked at the map of the city marked with various routes.

Hanhai is a very special city, with a total of 19 districts, the most prosperous East District is inhabited by wealthy people from all over the world, modern and dreamy, and the things that can be enjoyed there can break through the limits of ordinary people's imagination. The old town, where Takamei lives, seems to be another world, with dense apartment buildings crowded together, oppressive and cramped, and just walking in them can make people breathless.

A hundred years ago, Hanhai rose in the war, is a refuge for politicians, businessmen, refugees, the sea is inclusive, tolerant of all rivers, with its own unique advantages, Hanhai has become one of the world's three major free ports, but under the impact of the intelligent revolution and biological revolution, this incomparably brilliant city has also come to the fork in the road of the times.

But none of this has anything to do with high fate, his eyes swept over the dense bus stops, and a cruel and terrifying murder case flashed in his mind, a strange and terrifying strange story.

"The butcher case, the cat doll dismemberment case, the pervert case, the corpse dissolution case, the Red Pavilion cooking case, the dog cellar case, the sunken corpse case......" his eyelids twitched, and the murder case in Gao Ming's brain was almost all over the city, and what was even more terrifying was that compared to the murder case, he had also watched a lot of strange stories and horror movies.

"Borrowing Yin Shou, Flesh and Blood Fairy, Hanging Neck Man, Soul Night, Skinning Pavilion, Headless Doctor, Cannibal Elevator...... I can't count it, I can't count it! ”

From hospitals, schools, and shopping malls to corridors, elevators, under beds, and drawers, everything that is available in the city can find the corresponding scene in Gao Ming's brain.

"According to Xuan Wen, all the nightmares in my heart have come true, so it's not just the game, all the suspense and supernatural things may appear in this city."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Takamei felt that he had single-handedly kicked off the end of the world.

"The things of that unknown world seem to evolve all kinds of horrors according to the memories in my mind and merge with the city."

The sky was overcast, the clouds were getting lower and lower, and the city seemed like a prisoner by the neck, about to die in a struggle full of sin.

Standing on the bus platform, looking at the streets in the rainstorm, Gao Ming's face was very bad: "If I were a guy with a head full of yellow waste, there would be no so much." ”

Xuan Wen is obviously abnormal, but she seems to be able to provide clues to Gao Ming, which is what Gao Ming needs most now.

At half past five in the afternoon, Xuan Wen walked out of the office building with a red umbrella, as if she had predicted that Gao Ming had not left, and came to the bus stop with a smile: "Have you been waiting for me?" ”

"I just didn't know which car I was going to take home."

"Together?" Xuan Wen propped the umbrella between the two of them, looking sideways at Gao Ming, her eyes revealed that she liked it, but that liking was a little distorted, like a collector seeing a precious work of art, and as if a person with a quirk had been strangely satisfied.

When the bus arrived, Gao Ming waited for Xuanwen to get on the bus and sit down, and then stood at the back of the car alone.

An hour later, they returned to the Old Town.

Looking at the complex in front of him, Gao Ming wanted to stay away from the women around him even more.

There are a total of four buildings in Lijing Apartment, which are built in the shape of a tic-tac-toe, and Xuanwen lives in the building opposite Gaoming. Make a bold guess, maybe Xuan Wen was already secretly watching Gao Ming a few days ago.

"Don't get me wrong, the murders that have taken place around the Lijing apartment in the last few days have nothing to do with me." Xuan Wen's voice was a little blurred in the rainstorm: "Actually, I am also worried every day, and I am very scared. ”

"So you killed all the threats so you didn't get scared?" Gao Ming didn't think about the murder at first, but when Xuan Wen reminded him like this, Li Lin's warning flashed in his mind.

During the three days he was trapped in the room, a lot of "stuff" had "spread".

Walking through the courtyard of the apartment, Gao Ming and Xuan Wen entered Building No. 2.

As soon as they went up to the third floor, they saw an old lady burning paper in the corridor, the brazier was full of ashes left by the burning of paper money, and she kept muttering something in her mouth, kowtowing to the statue next to the brazier.

The old man is full of silver hair, and the man in the portrait looks only in his forties, and the older one kowtows to the younger one, which is a strange scene.

"Her adopted son committed suicide three days ago." Xuan Wen stopped: "According to the neighbors, her adopted son was very good before his death, honest and honest, hard-working, obviously not related to the old lady, and took care of the old lady's family as relatives." ”

"A lot of times what we see is only on the surface, and people who are not good at words may think more in their hearts." Gao Ming met the old lady's adopted son in the courtyard, the eldest brother surnamed Zhao, who was very enthusiastic about everyone and often used his mobile phone to clean the bathroom in the apartment building.

Brother Zhao laughs every day, but Gao Ming always feels that his smile is very reluctant.

Gao Ming, who is engaged in psychological counseling work, sometimes chats with Brother Zhao downstairs, but since last month, he has never seen that big brother in the hospital.

Bowing to the statue, Gao Ming was brought to the fifth floor by Xuan Wen.

The rope for drying clothes is randomly set up in the corridor, very close to the exposed wires, and there are all kinds of clothes on it, I don't know if it is affected by the overall environment, those clothes look gray and miserable, even if there is no wind, it will shake slightly.

On both sides of the aisle are old-fashioned iron doors, rusty, and the yellow-brown door frame and bright red couplets form a strange contrast, and even the Fu character pasted in the middle makes people feel very twisted.

"Here we are."

Xuan Wen took out the key and opened the door of 2507, but Gao Ming was a little afraid to go in.

2507 is the home of the old lady's adopted son, and three days ago, Brother Zhao jumped from the balcony of this room.

"You rented the deceased's house? He hasn't even passed the first seven years. ”

Gao Ming inexplicably thought of a game screen he had designed before - wearing an ordinary male protagonist in the gap between playing a conjuring game with his deceased wife in the murder house, and quietly peeking at his death video.