"Each posthumous photo should have a specific trigger method, and after mastering it, a family may be able to share blessings and hardships."

After Gao Ming finished eating, he put the black and white photos by his side.

"Since I can ask my father and mother to deliver the cake at any time, then I can be regarded as having a certain ability to protect myself, but if I want to survive in the chaos, this is far from enough, I need more helpers."

Gao Ming's mind unconsciously flashed Xuan Wen's face, and the psychological crime serial murderer killed all the heroines and directly found Gao Ming.

Every step of the plan is ruthless and precise, such a person is very powerful and terrifying.

She was influenced by the unknown world because of the game design of the high life, and she developed a twisted love for the high life, but in fact, she has a strong independent will, maybe the reason why she wants to strengthen herself is to get rid of the high life.

Xuan Wen is a good "colleague", and Gao Ming will help her, but their relationship is only cooperation at this stage.

"There are many other games like Xuan Wen that I designed." Gao Ming recalled the suspense games he adapted from real cases, among the thirty-six criminals, there were outright madmen, hopeless perverts, and crazy devils, but there were a few who were forced to be stained with blood, and they should not take the initiative to commit murder after the game became a reality. ”

No one is born a criminal, and many criminal triggers accumulate over a long period of time.

Some hormones secrete abnormally, and the brain structure is different from that of ordinary people, who are born perverts, and can become a self-disciplined, motivated and friendly elite with the care and help of society and family; There are also some people who are kind, simple and honest by nature, distorted in the acquired environment, and become monsters that destroy human nature step by step.

If he could, Takamei wanted to rewrite some of the tragedies he had previously designed.

Hanhai is very big, it is very difficult to find those criminals, Gao Ming silently memorized the contact information left by the investigator, it is a good choice to use the power of the investigation bureau, but once you enter the bureau, you may be involuntarily.

The body sank into the sofa, Gao Ming listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and was busy until late.

He didn't dare to go into the bedroom to sleep, and in the end he was really sleepy, so he wrapped himself in a thin quilt and curled up on the sofa to rest.

……

At five o'clock in the morning, Gao Ming was awakened by a knock on the door, and after he sat up from the sofa, he did not immediately open the door, but looked out of the window first, and the heavy rain did not mean to abate in the slightest.

"Is this some kind of omen? I haven't seen the sun in days. ”

Move your hands and feet, and wait for your body to return to a normal state, and then Gao Ming will approach the door.

He leaned on the cat's eye and looked at it, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Gao Ming, are you up yet?" Xuan Wen stood at the door, carrying the familiar red umbrella, smiling.

"What do you want to do?" Gao Ming dressed as quickly as he could, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Tell you to go to work together, we're going to make that love game and see if it can affect me." Xuan Wen's smile was sweet.

"You're too curly, aren't you? It's only five o'clock! The subway hasn't even opened! Gao Ming thought about the scene of being chased and killed by Xuan Wen, and really didn't think that one day he would be forced to work by Xuan Wen: "Besides, I haven't been hired, why don't you just go by yourself?" ”

"Aren't you curious?" Xuan Wen knocked on the door again: "We can take a taxi to work, and you don't need to think about money." ”

"If you don't think about money, what's the point of going to work?" After a simple wash, he opened the door. In order to prevent him from playing with Xuan Wen, he also deliberately put on a raincoat.

The two went downstairs together and got into a taxi. At this time, the street lights have not been extinguished, and the rain curtain of heaven and earth distorts the light, and the city feels dreamy and strange.

Staggered the morning rush hour, and the two arrived at the company in only one-third of the usual time.

Using the employee card, Xuan Wen entered the nightlight game office, and she turned on the computer familiarly and sorted out all the story lines of "To Our Dying Love".

Fa Cai, who was lying on his back in the cat nest, heard the crackling keyboard sound, and secretly moved behind Gao Ming, its small claws hooked Gao Ming's pants, and opened those big watery eyes, as if to say - you must not go.

"I'm going to cut the storylines of the other heroines, or arrange all kinds of dead endings for them, leaving only the two of us." Xuanwen is very efficient, and she made a new plan after a while.

"Why don't you kill me too?" Gao Ming sat at Wei Dayou's workstation, ready to sleep for a while.

"We not only want to make this game, but also attract more players, cannibalize their emotions, and let them know our story in the process of beating the level." Xuan Wen put the information related to the game in front of Gao Ming: "This matter is good for us, if I succeed, we will go to Zhao Xi's game next." ”

With Xuan Wen's "encouragement", Gao Ming "cheered up", and the two began to design the murder together and printed out some terrifying pictures.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, Manager Gou was the first to enter the office, he was bent on making a comeback, and always worked like a chicken, but today he saw a high life with ghost blood.

"What time did you come?" Manager Gou looked at the dense markings on the projection screen, the hysterical game design, and the new operation plan, and his eyes widened: "Gao Ming, why are you here?" ”

"Mr. Gou, I have a very bold design idea." Xuan Wen handed over the new plan to Manager Gou: "Now that the game market is seriously homogeneous, we have limited funds, and normal design games can't stand out at all, so it's better to go sideways!" ”

"Didn't you say yesterday that you should do love games in a down-to-earth manner? What do you mean? ”

"She means to make the scariest love game." His eyes were bloodshot, and Gao Ming's mental state was very unstable, just like he hit a ghost last night.

"No, we are responsible for our customers." Manager Gou shook his head: "Do according to the customer's requirements, making mistakes is also the customer's problem, if we insist on going our own way, then who will be responsible in the end?" Are you coming? ”

"Mr. Gou, don't go your own way, we should listen to everyone's opinions." Gao Ming joined the ranks of persuasion: "Our studio is simply not capable of making games for all, and now that players have begun to subdivide their own circles of interest, we only need to focus on a certain part of the market to get rewards." ”

"You're saying the same thing as you're from our studio." Manager Gou scratched his wig, he looked down at the design plan provided by Xuan Wen and Gao Ming, it was indeed very exciting.

Other employees of Nightlight Studio arrived one after another, some wearing headphones and some holding coffee.

Originally, everyone was lazy, but when they saw the murder photos and death reports all over the table, the sleepiness slowly dissipated, and these are not things that should be in a love game studio.

"Otomo has talked to me before, and I know the current situation in our studio." When everyone arrived, Gao Ming went directly to the topic: "Are you willing to do games you don't like?" Are your love games really competitive? If you smash the signboard again this time, it is estimated that there will never be a chance to turn over in the future. ”

Nightlight Studio and Gao Ming have cooperated for several years, and everyone is very familiar with each other, so Gao Ming dares to talk about these things straight to the point.

"The horror game audience is so small, who wants to transform if it's not to survive?" Manager Gou hopes that the studio can get better than anyone else, but unfortunately the general environment is not good.

"I used to be half of the planner and designer of our studio, but I have to admit that I didn't do well enough before, after a few days of field investigation and experience, ......" Gao Ming turned his head and glanced at Xuan Wen: "I only know now what the real fear is!" Give me one more chance to do it all over again, and I can raise my fear tenfold! I will make all the companies in the industry remember us for this love game! ”

Gao Ming is now making horror games with a sense of mission, he wants to put his personal feelings into the game, in case players encounter similar terrible scenes in the future, it is better to have a psychological preparation, more ideas for surviving customs clearance.

Thinking about it this way, his attitude became more firm, after all, looking at the entire game circle, apart from him, which game planner would consider the life and death of players in reality?